Let's show 'em what we've got!
Let's go, come on!
Excuse me? Cybron?
Who are you that you speak to Cybron as though you are his equal?
Uh, my name's Max and I'm a big fan of your work.
And soon you'll be a big fan of mine.
I give you...
Kevin!
Surrender your sketch.
Amateur at best, but Cybron sees promise.
Really? I spent months--
Cybron grows tired of your face.
Cybron did not dismiss you.
Continue to linger as he considers your work
and you gaze upon his!
This is awesome!
We're about to win!
That's some sticky spit.
That's 'cause it's llama spit.
- How do you know? - How do you not?
Let's just end this.
[bell rings]
You did it!
Now we just have to get the flag.
Why does winning look like losing?
[screaming]
A second cannon? How are they supposed to win now?
They aren't! Cybron's games are unbeatable!
That's what keeps people playing and Cybron filthy rich.
That's diabolical.
This pleases Max.
Don't. That's Cybron's thing.
Feast your eyes on this.
Cybron's marketing is also unbeatable.
Observe.
These frightened losers will be on the cover
of every Spitballs game box.
But, that way you humiliate them.
Precisely!
[laughing] Laugh with Cybron.
[maniacal laugh]
You're not laughing.
Max is reclaiming his sketch.
And, Max is using the weird name thing now.
And the weird laugh thing.
[laughs]
We need help!
Matt, Fefe, we need help!
We've been set up!
Matt, Fefe, we've been set up!
Phoebe was right! It's rigged!
Let's get out of here!
Retreat!
He may have a second cannon but they have me.
What's going on?
Look! Phoebe's blocking the spitballs for us!
There's too many of them!
What are you doing here?
No one humiliates Max's brother and sister except Max!
So, what's the plan?
I think we have a chance if we can make those cannons take each other out.
There's gonna be spit everywhere.
Billy, Nora, run for it!
Uh-oh.
Cry with Cybron.
[crying]
I'll take that.
[cheering]
We're with them. We're their brother and sister.
That's right, 10$ a photo
with the only people who ever defeated Cybron!
Oh, so now we're fun enough to hang out with.
You always were.
We just got so caught up in doing our own stuff we forgot.
And we're sorry.
- Right, Max? - Right.
You guys are way more important than selling my villain to Cybron
for crazy gamer money.
Holy spitballs, what have I done?!
Come on, drop the act.
This is the most fun the four of us have ever had.
You two pretending not to like us,
then hiring Matt and Fefe to set us up in that game
so you two could come to our rescue...
Best birthday ever!
- Birthday? - Birthday?
Uh, yeah, yeah! Happy birthday!
Let's go get you some birthday cake!
Yeah, let's start with that.
It's not your birthday.
I know, but right now they're feeling so guilty
we can milk them for everything they've got.
I'm thinking season passes to the water park.
- Smart plan. - Thank you.
I took a spitball to the back of the head,
now I feel a lot smarter.
- I think I like this new Billy. - Thank you.
I took a spitball to the back of the head,
now I feel a lot smarter.
Now I feel all lots murder.