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It is estimated that there are some 10 quintillion insects alive

at any one time. But forget about them.

This is about me, Lloyd. I'm a fly.

This is it, Abacus. Today's the day.

I'm finally going to win Blue Bottle Battle.

The Carapace of Destiny.

Um, the Wing Flap of Friendship.

I negate your Carapace attack because I am no longer your enemy.

Sorry.

Aah!

Oh, I was so close. Oh.

There's still light out. One more?

We've been playing all night, Lloyd. It's the morning.

Of course. That's why I didn't win. I'm too tired.

Let's get some sleep and then rematch.

Crumbs.

Huh?

What's that noise? Noise?

Sounds like music. Huh?

Keep it down! Whoever it is.

Agh.

What?

Hm.

One down, one cross fly, five letters.

Lloyd.

L-L-L-O...

Doesn't fit.

No. It's not coming from there.

Lloyd, what are you doing?

Oh, hi, Mum.

Where's that sound coming from?

The music? Sounds like Buddy.

Sorry. What's Buddy?

Buddy. He's house-sitting next door while Molly and Polly are away.

He's very nice cricket.

But also, a noisy cricket.

Some of us are trying to sleep. Honestly.

I think it sounds very nice. Hm.

Come on, open up!

Open the door, please!

Hey, bud. So, you're Buddy, are you?

That's me. Haha.

Right. Uh, I'm Lloyd.

Hey, Lloyd. Wanna come in? I'm just jamming.

Uh, no, thank you.

I've just, I've been up all night and...

Nice.

I can't remember the last time I did that.

Asking the big questions. At one with the universe.

I have no idea what you're saying. I want to sleep.

Mm-hm. Sleep's the best, bud.

Get plenty of shut-eye, then up at dawn. Seize the day.

Am I right? I suppose normally.

Only I can hear your music from my room.

So if you could just keep...

Keep playing?

Say, what'd you say?

Absolutely, bud.

It means a lot.

I feel like the universe just spoke to both of us, you know?

OK. Thank you. Good night.

Oh, what a sweet guy.

That told him.

Sleep at last.

What? He's at it again. No more cheese.

I just asked him to stop.

Is he ignoring me? Hm.

I'll show him. I'll block out his noise. OK.

Yeah. Think, Lloyd. Think. Think. Think, think, think, think, think.

Oh, I'm just saying the word "think" instead of thinking of it.

Oh, yes, I've got it!

Huh?

Oh!

Ahhh!

14 more should do it.

What are you doing?

Soundproofing.

When this wall is completely covered by maggots,

there's no way that horrible sound can get in.

The nice music?

You say music.

I say unbearable screeching! Right, Abacus?

Yeah.

There.

Listen. Silence.

Total blissful.

Shh.

Hehe. Shh.

Hush.

Ah. He's even louder than before.

Sounds the same to me. Are you OK?

I've been up all night losing at Blue Bottle Battle,

and that music is, oh, I need sleep.

So just tell him to stop. I tried that.

It didn't work.

Well, I know what your problem is.

You didn't get me to fix it.

I'll sort it. Mum! Dad!

I need your permission to talk to a stranger!

Hey, bud. Hey, bud.

Oh, hello, Buddy. PB here wanted to come and see you.

Yes.

I'm afraid there's been a problem with your music.

You noticed it, too. Come in.

Hm?

This place just isn't made for music.

The arrangement of everything, you know.

It just messes with the acoustics. Listen.

Right?

But now listen.

Right? Oh, yes.

So moving more things will make it sound better.

Yes, a huge difference.

So let's move everything.

Oh. Oh.

Oh, it's gone.

The music's gone. Yes.

Sweet sleep, here I come.

There. How's that?

Let's see how it sounds.

What? Huh? Huh?

It's back. Hey, Lloyd.

I helped Buddy with the acoustics. Doesn't it sound good?

You were supposed to stop the music, not make it louder.

Oh, yeah, I forgot. Sorry.

Never mind. If you want something done, just do it yourself.

Why can't you do this, Lloyd?

He knows what I look like.

OK, so just stick to the script and you'll be...

Lloyd. Fine.

That's it. You'll be fine.

Just remember, you are here on official business. Yes.

Can we go over what you want me to say?

Hm.

Hey, bud. I'm here on official business.

I mean, good day.

I am the official noise inspector.

The noise inspector? Ha. No way. Come in, bud.

Today just gets better and better.

Someone's officially inspecting my noise.

Check this out.

Whoa, bud.

Ever thought about being a drummer?

With so many arms, you'd be a natural.

I would?

Bravo, Abacus.

I told him he'd be fine.

Mnh-mnh.

Look, Lloyd, I'm a drummer.

I sent you to stop the music, not join in.

Oh. I'm so sorry, Lloyd. I don't know what happened.

It's not your fault, Abacus. It's him.

He is doing something.

I sure am, bud.

He's controlling us all.

First me, then PB, then you.

I, I swear he's hypnotising us.

You're putting us in a trance.

No, bud, it's jazz fusion.

Ha, ha, ha, ha!

Your hypnosis won't work on me. No, no, no.

I'm not listening. La, la, la, la-la-la.

Don't worry, Abacus. I'll put a stop to this.

I'll break you free of his spell.

How do you stop a hypnotic cricket controlling everyone with his noise?

You drown out his mind-controlling song.

Rah, rah, rah, rah, ha-ha!

Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah.

Oh, no. Rah!

Rah, rah, rah, rah.

Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, ha, ha!

Yes. Yes, I am the loudest!

What do you think of that, Buddy?

Ha-ha, ha-ha! Ah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah, rah.

Hm.

It's offbeat. It's arrhythmic. I love it.

Lloyd, I didn't know you liked drumming, too.

Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.

Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.

Mhm. Mhm. Mhm.

Lloyd?

Lloyd!

Oh. That was some groovy wig out.

Speak to me, bud.

I just wanted the noise to stop.

That's all I ever wanted. I just wanted for the noise to stop.

Oh, no. You should have said something.

I, I did, didn't I? I thought I did.

Did, did, didn't, I'm so tired.

Bud, if I'd known,

I would have played something softer like this.

No, no more.

The universe is singing to you, Lloyd.

It's a beautiful thing.

What's going on? What was that horrible racket?

Lloyd thought Buddy was an evil hypnotist

who could only be defeated by noise.

But it's OK now. He's asleep.

Does he have to snore so loudly?

Captions by Red Bee Media

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