B.O.B.'s Big Break

Is your eye closed, B.O.B.?

OK, you can open your eye now.

It is open. Oh, man, I've gone blind!

That's your mouth, B.O.B.

I get those confused.

Surprise, B.O.B.!

Happy birthday!

Wow! It's my birthday?

Of course it's your birthday.

Why would we have one of these if it wasn't your birthday?

A birthday cake! Wait, where are my presents?

One thing at a time.

You have to have presents before the cake.

And games before presents!

Yes, all of that, B.O.B. But why don't you eat your cake first,

and then we'll plan a real blow-out of a day for you.

Yeah, you're gonna explode...

with birthday excitement.

Kapowey! Fun!

It's gonna be the best day ever! I love you guys!

Excellent. Stage one is complete.

OK, after we open all the presents, we'll have a sleepover!

We'll annoy my big sister, she hates it. And we'll share secrets.

Sure, who doesn't love a good secret.

Now, here's your candle.

- Make a wish. - But don't blow it out.

We're going to light it back there.

I wish for... I want some rocks and some wood.

You sure your plan's gonna work this time?

Absolutely. Why must you always doubt me?

Maybe because you've had a million escape plans and we're still here.

Listen, that cake has already transformed B.O.B.

into a living explosive of the atomic scale.

Once B.O.B. goes boom, we'll skip out of here

like a bunch of carefree schoolgirls.

And what about B.O.B.?

He's indestructible.

Monger thinks these walls are impenetrable.

Well, I guess you never thought of a B.O.B. bomb.

Did you guys invite the lnvisible Man? He hasn't showed.

B.O.B., what are you doing?! Blow out that candle!

Where's the boom?

There you go. Is it game time now?

Nice going, genius. Looks like your bomb really bombed this time.

B.O.B., I'm shocked. I'd expect those cruel words from Link, but from you?

Actually, those cruel words were mine.

I think B.O.B. just read my mind.

I did?! What were you thinking?

Read minds? Please. You have to have one to read one.

He's just the same old brainless B.O.B.

Who am I to call him brainless?

I'm the one who can't escape from this place.

I'm a charlatan, a fraud, a failure.

So, what'd you guys get me, a puppy? A pair of pants?

Testing, testing, one, two, one, two. Hello? B.O.B., can you hear this?

Some clogs? A saddle?

Fruit? Dirt?

- Crayons? Colours? - Leaping Linnaeus!

- This is huge! - What are we doing?

My bomb didn't bomb after all!

B.O.B. is better than a bomb. He can read minds!

I don't get it.

With B.O.B.'s new ability, Monger will tell us how to get out of here.

Freedom.

Not only freedom, but with blue boy at our side,

we're going to rule the world.

Will there be a pinata? I love pinatas!

Absolutely, Bobby! What's world domination without a pinata.

Come on, laugh with me.

Glad you could make it, Captain Monger.

You're just in time for some good old-fashioned birthday frivolity.

Listen up, bug man.

This better not be another one of your half-baked escape attempts.

I got my commandos ready to strike at my signal.

Well, you can call them off, Captain. We're done trying to escape.

Yes, we have learned our lesson.

- Marco? - Polo!

The only way we'd ever get out is if you thought it

and somehow we, like, read your mind.

- Precisely. That's never gonna happen. - Where are you?

Marco?

Polo!

But wouldn't it be a riot if you did tell us?

I mean, if you actually said,

"Monsters, there's a secret door right under your noses."

- Preposterous! - Marco?

Indeed. Or the location of any getaway vehicles.

- Ludicrous! - Marco? Marco?

Oh, for crying out loud! We're right here!

Polo! Polo! Polo!

Got you!

Yes, well, I guess we'll never know the locations of those secret doors.

Especially the one right behind my "I'm always watching you, always" poster.

- What's the access code? - One, two, three, four. No!

Let go, B.O. B.! Don't go through that door!