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To defend my newfound friends, their hopes and dreams.

To defend them from their enemies.

They say the user lives outside the net and inputs games for pleasure.

No one knows for sure, but I intend to find out.

Reboot!

She'll jeopardize the whole mission.

With her reputation, with her sense of humor, I should never have paid in

advance.

Oh, don't be so hard on yourself, sweetie.

I'm here now.

Mouse, how did you get in here?

That's what you hired me for, isn't it?

True, but you're late.

Yeah, well, get over it. We've got a mission to start, okay, sugar?

And move it. My meter's running.

Indeed.

Hey, she touched me! Hubba hubba!

What a charming young lady.

Providing she stays on mission, she is in command.

Otherwise, delete her.

Roger, 10 -4.

Great one. Here we go.

Nice rig you got here, big guy.

Custom job, looks fast.

Rest assured, it is.

The compression field, however, is quite unstable.

You must be careful in there, or... Yeah, yeah, unpleasant accidents and

read the owner's manual. Can we go already?

Initiating compression wheel.

Yes, perfect.

Sergeant Smiley?

Yes, sir?

Here is the dropper. You know what to do?

Go.

Well,

I'm drained.

Who's up for accessing little energy?

Say, has anyone seen Enzo? I lost sight of him when the GameCube hit and... Bob!

Never mind.

Wow, Bob, that was the raddest game. That throw you made, you nailed him.

thing. Can you teach me how to do that?

Sure, Enzo.

Professional tomato technique.

Start at 2530.

Agent 6, Daphis report.

Agent 6.

Roger, mothership. The monkeys are restless and my dog has fleas. Over.

What are you talking about?

Ah, they're on their way, sir.

Agent 12, status?

Roger your immenseness. If you can't stand the heat, go to the dentist and

it fixed, over.

Now, what was that again?

They're on their way to level 31, sir.

Smiley, they're on their way. The rest is up to you.

Of course, sir. And may I say, what a wonderful time I'm having. Go!

So, Bob, what'll it be?

One quantum shake, please.

Coming right up!

Wow, Al's fat today.

One quantum shake.

Can I have a sip?

Sure.

Ah, pure energy.

Thanks.

So, boys, how'd you like my flying?

You read me, big guy?

Copy that.

We're inside the body, proceeding to nervous system central.

On schedule, I might add.

At last, Bob's neural interface. A direct link to the supercomputer's

codes.

Finally, mine.

Not to mention the additional bonus of making Bob my own personal servant.

I know you are, but I wanted to say it. I never get to say stuff.

Whoa!

Hey,

get out of there.

We've got work to do.

Oh, sorry. Yes, sorry, ma 'am. Yes, ma 'am.

You can't be... Oh, I'm getting tired.

That little... Enzo, what are you doing?

No, I can't help it.

Ansel, stop that. Get down.

I can't. Help.

Are you all right?

What happened?

I don't know. It was like I lost total control of my body.

It was kind of cool.

I don't like this at all.

Me either. Come on.

Let's take him to see Fong.

A most intriguing tale.

Dancing on Al's counter, you say?

It reminds me of an old file my parents used to tell me. It concerned a sprite

who went a little random one upgrade.

He had this very long beard.

Uh, Fong, maybe you could perform some tests to figure out what's wrong?

Ah, yes. A wise idea, my son.

Well? What is it? What did you see?

Hack and Slash are inside Enzo's head.

Hack and Slash?

In Enzo's head?

Are you sure?

Oh, yes. And it seems that they are in the process of taking over Enzo's brain.

Although for what purpose, I cannot be sure.

Well, we have to get them out. We have to do something.

Do you have a data compression command?

I've got an old B -Peg.

Right. I'm going in.

Bob, it's this way.

I'm going in, too.

Dot, someone's got to stay with me.

Please?

Okay, okay. Don't worry.

Doc? Yes, Enzo?

Help me get this straight.

Bob is going to shrink down, fly inside my head, and battle hack and slash for

control of my brain?

Basically.

Cool.

Deploying neural matrix scrambler.

Mega Babe, you're on the air.

At last, the sequence is complete.

Bob's entire memory base is now open to me. With the flick of a switch, the

entry code to the great supercomputer will at last be mine.

All right, guys. Remember, the password is bellybutton, and no girls allowed.

Bellybutton? No girls allowed?

That can't be right. What's going on here? That sounded like a child.

Slingshot? What slingshot?

Enzo, what's happening?

I don't know. My life is rewinding before my eyes.

Basic, I know you are, but what am I?

Bob Fong, hurry! It's getting worse!

Let's go.

I hate being reduced.

I'm a little source code short and stout. This is my input. This is my out.

This is too weird.

Good luck, Bob.

This is wrong.

This is all wrong.

Mouse, can you get me motor control?

Sensory input?

Now. Find me a reflective surface, a mirror, anything.

Dude, where am I going?

Enzo? Oh, you fools, you're in the wrong body.

Hey, that ain't my problem.

Of all the basic... Wait, turn him to the left.

Dot and...

Fong, they've brought the boy inside the principal office, past all the

security. I can get into the core.

Give me manual control at once.

Hey, relax.

Whatever you say.

Perhaps this is not such a disaster after all.

Ansel? Whoa, what the?

How did he jump so high?

They must have total control of his brain now.

Where there's hack and slash, there's megabyte.

Hey, where are you taking us, anyway? This wasn't in my contract.

It's my second choice, mainframe central system core.

It's no supercomputer, but not a bad catch, either.

You have a problem with that mouse?

Not really.

What was that?

We've got an intruder.

Inside.

Take over my little friend's brain?

That'll... Think so.

Go

on,

you! You and you! Oh, fuck!

Get Bob!

Hey!

You're touching me.

Get him!

Whoa.

I got him. Go, go, go.

I'm running out of steam.

Oh, don't run out of steam. Go, go.

Oh,

bug.

He do that.

Megabyte's brain controller is about to have a little mechanical accident.

Maybe later, mister.

But not on my mission.

Warning, mainframe core. Do not enter.

Warning, mainframe core.

Do not enter.

Didn't you hear the lady? Do not enter.

No. And I say yes.

No fair. You've got control of my brain. That's cheating.

Mainframe is doomed.

Stand by for further orders.

So, who's our mystery hero?

Mouse?

Bob? Guardian Bob?

Why, I haven't seen you since... Since I arrested you for hacking into the

supercomputer.

I would have made it if it wasn't for you.

Oh, you're good, Mouth, but not that good.

Look who's talking. At least I'm not stop -filed in a stasis field.

I don't get it, Mouth. You're always bad news, but taking over a little kid's

brain? What happened to you?

Relax, will you? This is a simple copy -and -paste job. No one's going to get

hurt.

Yeah, right. As we speak, megabytes steering little Enzo here into this

operating core.

He'll be erasing the power surge, and us with him.

Megabytes sacrificing all of us so he can get to the core.

You always were good at ruining a party, Guardian.

And we do have quite a buildup on external radiation.

Oh, sugar.

Can't you see I...

Missy?

What's this I hear about a power surge and toasting some little kid?

You know I don't do toast.

All lies, I'm sure.

I know that. But from whom?

Really, Mouse, I'm surprised you doubt my loyalty.

After all we've been through, who would you believe more?

Bob or me?

That's it. I'm pulling the plug.

I'm out of here. This place is too hot.

No. No.

I was there.

Mouse.

Megabyte, honey?

Rule number one.

Don't ever try to double -cross the mouse.

Rule number two.

I double -cross whomever I please.

Burning. Compression field destabilizing. Re -enlargement imminent.

We've got nanoseconds before we return to our normal size.

Care to navigate?

Love to.

You always were such an exciting day.

Be stable.

Gesundheit.

Yeah, Bob!

You saved my brain!

Hey, we did it!

Who's that girl?

That's Mouse. Mouse, I'd like you to meet... Mouse?

Mouse?

Same old Mouse.

What

are

we going to do with these two?

I am so sorry. Yes, he is.

I said, send them in.