[game sounds playing]
[everyone] Surprise.
Aw, I'm sorry, guys, but this is a bad time...
for you.
Quick, use Dark Mayhem's force field to trap them.
I have that? Awesome.
Don't worry, I'll get us out of here.
[screaming]
You're welcome.
[game sounds playing]
Hey, [unintelligible], your guests are escaping.
All you, Max!
What do you think you're doing?
Getting my sister back. Now, Mom.
[groaning]
I won't let you take my powers!
They're not even yours.
What are you doing, Mom, lighting a Christmas tree?
Give me some more power!
[groaning]
I will destroy you!
Not before I save you.
[groaning]
Phoebe!
Alright, careful. We don't know if she's good again.
There's only one way to find out.
Phoebe, you good again?
- Yeah. - She's good guys.
Sweetie, thank goodness you're okay.
[game sounds playing]
Check out the new Kid Danger.
Ah, yeah, that is dope.
[cheering]
How's it feel?
It feels bad.
Quit it. Let me go.
You guys are gonna be in big trouble.
Ah, no.
I think this Herbert needs to be a little more... colorful.
Let's spray 'em!
- Yeah! - Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up.
Why don't we let our new friend spray the Herbert.
- Okay. - Yeah.
[cheering]
[game sounds playing]
Give me some cans.
[cheering]
- Kid Danger? - S'up?
What happened to your outfit?
None of your bizz, Herbert.
Yeah.
What are you doing?
You're supposed to fight for what's good and right.
Things change. Now, I spray Herberts with big feet.
Yeah.
No, no, no, no, no! Oh, it's so cold!
Not my pants! Not my pants!
[game sounds playing]
Prove your loyalty to the Wall Dogs
I've only got one thing to say to you.
Then say it.
I am so glad you're here!
[laughing]
Hey! What are you doing?!
Fighting crime, baby.
Attack them!
[fighting]
Hey, Captain Man.
[gasping] Ha!
[fighting]
Get up. Get him.
[fighting]
[grunting]
[fighting]
Where you going?
[game sounds playing]
What are you doing?
I don't know, but I sure hope you don't escape
while I'm looking at this cool ceiling.
[game sounds playing]
So close. Oh. Not quite.
[fighting]
[music playing]
[fighting]
Yeah.
[groaning]
[music playing]
- Don't come near me. - I'm coming near you.
Leave me alone.
Nope, here I come.
I am an artist.
You're a criminal.
[screaming]
I'm drowning! I'm drowning in my own cake!
[both] Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
It's only like three feet deep, you can stand up.
Oh.
This is so embarrassing.
- Yeah. - It really is.