Still tangled in yarn and haunted by overly aggressive grandmas, the mushrooms barely escaped the crochet carnage... only to be flung onto a freezing rink mid-game. Surrounded by flying pucks, sliding bruisers and referees who clearly hate fungi, can they survive the chaos of "hockey" or just get body-checked into next week?
Still tangled in yarn and haunted by overly aggressive grandmas, the mushrooms barely escaped the crochet carnage... only to be flung onto a freezing rink mid-game. Surrounded by flying pucks, sliding bruisers and referees who clearly hate fungi, can they survive the chaos of "hockey" or just get body-checked into next week?