net.

Hello!?

If someone gets this, I'm Pinkamena Pie most call me Pinkie Pie and I can't walk! I'm by the big pretty sign. Could someone help me?

My people need me!

This is certainly interesting. I wish I had my lab here, I'd have to take some samples and see what this world is made of.

Finn and Jake would love it here.

[There is sounds of some muffled grunting and the clicking of hooves on the pavement. The voices heard are clearly muffled as well.]

Sven! Where did you take us? You must have taken a wrong turn somewhere on that mountain! Las Vegas. Where is Las Vegas?

[More grunting noises. Definitely an animal.]

No! This is all your fault! I knew the way back to Arendelle! You, buddy, clearly did not. Wait....where's Olaf? OLAF??

[Some rustling can be heard. Kristoff's voice becomes clearer as he discovered the phone and has taken it out of his pocket.]

What is this? NO SVEN!! IT'S NOT FOOD!!!

Vae! Recte quidem mihi qui adhuc recordabor.

Las Vegas. Really?

I don't...what is going on here? Elsa?

Kristoff? Is anyone there?

Is a little R&R seriously too much to ask? Because I'm beginning to suspect I'm just at the center of one huge cosmic joke. Well, maybe a little off-center. I'm not that narcissistic.

So...

I'm guessing we all got that interesting message?

I'm just about entirely certain that this is no place that truly exists. Cannot. But... I suppose anything is preferable to a dragon.

This is a long shot, but he's the only one I know that can not only bend space, and time, but would do it to be a gunk jerk.

Has anyone seen a short, somewhat over weight man running around? Wears yellow clothes, and a yellow hat that's seen better days? Speaks in stupid riddles, and calls himself Magic Man?

I'd very much like to punch him.

Okay, I like Vegas as much as the next guy (although it's weird being here without my old team) -- but I kinda had some important work to do in London. Are we sure I can't get back there?

I mean, at least I didn't get my destiny stolen from me this time. That's something. Although now that I know what my destiny is, I wouldn't mind losing it.

Why, this sure doesn't look like New York. Looks a lot more like Vegas.

Think the pilot took a wrong turn or something.

This is better than the hole I've been kept in certainly and plenty of leg room, but I do seem to have a small issue. So, anyone out there have any experience in removing handcuffs? I promise, you do me a solid and I'll return the favor.