Here we come!
♪ BotBots! Here we come!
Ahhh, ya smell that Lost Bots?
The sweet smell of success.
No, that's the smell of the industrial sink
I just unclogged.
Matted human hair. Smell it!
Argh! Gang, we're heroes!
Last night we got Dave his job back
and saved the entire Mall from the rampaging,
fun-exterminating security bots.
I bet the other squads will be competing to be the first
to congratulate us. - Congrats, us!
Ha, I was first! I WIN!
What's all that?
Wohohoho! That's gotta be a celebration for our success!
- C'mon!
My fellow BotBots.
I think we all know the reason why we're here
To celebrate the genius of the leader of the Lost Bots.
- ME! - What?!
I'm the reason! Because I'm throwing the FUNEST PARTY EVER!
And just to make it official,
I give you the FUN-O-METER!
The Fun-O-Meter has been specially engineered
by my very smart friends, the Science Alliance--
--to PROVE that this party, my party,
will generate the most fun ever detected in the Mall!
Correct. By gathering measurable data
including giggle frequency--
Jibber jabber yeah. What the Good Doctor means
is everyone knows the most fun the Mall ever had
before this was that "Exploding Bowl-a-rama" thrown by--
- Oh - Uh, by me?
It took hours to rig each pin to explode
in different color glitter.
I still have some in my mouth, actually.
Ah, who can remember? Some nobody, am I right? Hahaha!
But that party would have only registered here--
So once we pass that, we will be experiencing
RECORD-BREAKING FUN LEVELS!
Thus proving my party and by extension, me,
to be better than anything that's come before!
Now Brock, our usual DJ, is on a glamorous vacation
to the tropics of Sub-Basement 3 - don't be jelly!
So Snorg, please drop a beat?!
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Aw, don't be down, sir!
Sure! It's completely fine that
our accomplishments are overlooked
while my former best friend turned bitter rival
is about to get scientifically proven
the most awesome ever!
Look, this might not be for us,
but it's still a party!
We can still have a good time!
Almost there
TILL ALL HAVE FUN!
Huh?
Greetings, BotBots!
As foretold by destiny,
I hath been summoned here by the raw power
of your fun, proof that ye are worthy
of the most glorious contest imaginable:
THE GOLDRUSH GAMES!
Who are you, you magnificent golden superhunk?
Amongst you I shall be known as
The Gamesmaster.
Gamesmaster, can it be true?
Has the glory of my party brought about
the mythic Goldrush Games,
only ever whispered of in legend?
Aye! For tis my solemn duty
to conduct a series of challenges to prove
which squad is the Best in the Mall.
"Whispered of in legend"? I've never heard those whispers.
Yeah, me either, but this is our chance!
We win this and the other squads will have to
take us back! And we WILL win.
Ahem, your Gamelyness, we're the Lost Bots.
We'd like to sign up for the Goldrush Games.
Lost Bots, eh?
Be ye a formal squad here in the Mall?
Aha, if by formal you mean formal, no.
Does this mean we can't compete?
Worry not. Yes, ye may join.
But wherefore thou art not an actual squad,
the rules decree ye must agree to compete under
"provisional status."
This means if you do not get First Place,
ye will be exiled to the Dark Side of the Mall.
Forever.
That rule is oddly specific.
Yeah, but also irrelevant,
since we'll definitely get first place!
We agree to all terms and conditions!
Woo.
All I'm saying is that this just seems a little suspicious.
So we shouldn't compete?
Phew! The pressure of competition
was really getting to me.
Winning games is all I live for,
but even I have to admit,
the risk of us being exiled is
pretty huge.
Yeah! Only if we don't take First Place!
That doesn't seem like a fair rule!
Competitions shouldn't be just about getting First Place!
They're about doing your very best
especially when things get tough!
Look, when we win this,
we'll be declared "Best in the Mall"!
Then I can get back where I belong in the Hunger Hubs,
and all of your squads will be begging you to join them!
Why do you wanna to go back to the Hunger Hubs so badly?
They've been terrible to you since you left.
What? No. I-I wouldn't say terrible.
OK-- so maybe
Spud Muffin is actively sabotaging us,
but friends go through rough patches.
I still want back in. And trust me--
you want to be in your real squads too.
Being where you belong with Bots who understand you.
That's what matters in this world.
BotBots of the Mall!
Hear and bear witness:
I decree the GOLDRUSH GAMES ARE OPEN!
The first set of events shall be qualifiers.
Only the top four squads will go on to finals.
NOW, BEHOLD THE STARTING RANKINGS!
Hunger Hubs, we're starting in first position!
YES!
Ha-ha! Dead last!
No one's better at being the worst! YES!
GOLDRUSH GAMES-- Event the First:
Shopping Cart Launch BEGIN!
Ok Dimlit, you can do this,
try not to be a massive disappointment to everyone
including yourself.
- Ooft!
A legendary performance by ALL the contestants
except the Lost Bots!
Hey, don't worry, we're just warming up!
- Plenty of events to go! - Behold!
The Grip Strength Hanging Challenge!
Guinea Pig Bronco Riding!
Escalator Ski Jump!
Fifth place! We're just one spot away from making the finals!
That's great! The finals of what?
The Dumpster Dive Relay Race!
This is the last event of the qualifiers!
Once tis scored, the top four ranking squads
will move on to the FINALS!
And thus, the squads who shall get a chance at glory
will be revealed unto us!
You Bots have made me proud today.
Now let's get out there and show em what we're made of.
Beef.
Beef. Trees. Plastic. Vegan leather. Romantic passion.
- That's what we're made of! - Ok, yes.
But also-- DETERMINATION!
Swimmers, take your marks!
Andddd BEGIN!
Agh! Agh! What?!
Gamesmaster! Time out! No fair!
Help ye or hurt ye,
the trash affects your performance!
I'm sorry, coach. I blew it!
We'll never make the finals now.
A wise bot once told me that competitions are about
doing your very best, especially when things
get tough! Well things have gotten tough--
So here is my very be--
TIS A TIE FINISH!
YES! We di--
- But didn't Burgertron cheat?
No, No way! You heard the Gamesmaster,
he said "help ye or hurt ye"
the trash can affect your performance.
Didn't you, your legendary-ness?
Uh yeah and behold, I didst say thusly!
The spray cheese maneuver was legal!
The Lost Bots are in the finals!
- Yeah! - This is so amazing!
Good job, buddy. Can I have a word?
Listen, I've seen enough. You've done plenty to prove
you're worthy of your place in the greatest squad in the mall.
Come back to the Hunger Hubs as our leader.
That'd be amazing!
But Spud, I've been trying to get back
and it's like you've been sabotaging me.
Sabo-what?! Me? No way! How?
Well, someone freed Dave during the Bot Prom.
And someone framed me when Sprinkleberry disappeared,
and there was grease and salt at the scene!
Oh, like I'm the only greasy salty thing in this Mall?
The Fry Shack. Pretzel Province. Popcorn Patio.
Well I-I guess that's kinda true.
Look, brah, when you broke the Sacred Rule, yeah, I was mad.
But you've more than made up for that now, and besides--
I miss you. Ulf misses you. We all miss you
So, are you coming back,
or what?
Huh, what, hey, Lost Bots!
Knock it off, brain! I'm trying to reminisce
about the good times with my old squad.
Hey, you hear me, brah? I want you to come back
and lead the Hunger Hubs! - Oh, please come back, Burgie!
Let's be a complete value meal again!
Okay. I'm in.
I-I don't get it, coach. Why would you trust Spud Muffin?
He probably ruined bot prom and we got blamed!
I thought so too but now I think I've been might've been wrong
about that. Spud had a rational explanation.
I'm sure he did. But this is still the same bot
who might have framed you for murder.
I think you're so in love with the idea of getting back into
the Hunger Hubs that you're not thinking clearly.
Isn't getting back to our original squads
everything we ever wanted?
I'm not so sure about that anymore.
Look! I made you a necklace to remember us by.
I found that gum under one of the toilets
and have been chewing it for three weeks,
so you know it's been made with love.
Um thanks.
So, I'll see you all?
Ok, now here are my game plans--
--game suggestions
our returning leader will hopefully use,
which are totally for the greater good of the Hunger Hubs
and not only for me. - Cool, cool, cool.
Hey wait, why isn't Brock O'Lonely
in any of these line ups?
Uh he's still on that vacation, to
the South Parking Structure.
So you ready to lead us to victory?
Huh, well I-I just want us to have fun, really.
16 Uh, fun is only achieved through victory.
And crushing your enemies.
The time has come! The Final Events to determine
who is the greatest squad in the Mall,
and perhaps, who will be exiled forever!
LET THE GOLDRUSH GAMES CONTINUE!
Okay, just cuz Burgertron's gone
doesn't mean we're out! Let's remember some of his lessons.
Like when he blamed Dave for owning the phone
we got obsessed with? - Or when he sabotaged
"I, Cheeseburger" because he couldn't handle Brock O'Lonely
replacing him? - Ok, look,
Burgertron, like some of us, might have issues.
But he has come so far!
And ever since he fell out of the vents into the Lost & Found,
he's inspired us into adventures
we never dreamed we could achieve!
So we're not stopping now! This isn't about winning,
though I love winning,
it's about proving we can do this!
The Rubber Chicken Bungie Jump!
Ahhh! Got it!
Synchronized Slime Swimming!
Curling with sardines!
Tied for first! Oh I can't believe it!
- Yeah! - Lost Bots, I am so impressed!
Thank you. And we have to admit some of our fearlessness
of putting ourselves out there despite the risk of
incredible humiliation - we learned from watching you.
Um thanks?
Well, I gotta admit that, I'm worrying less about winning
and more about having fun. Which I learned as a Lost Bot
because we pretty much never won anything, but we still had fun!
What are you doing?! You don't fraternize with the enemy!
- Those enemies are my friends! - You're back in the double H!
Don't talk to those losers again, copy?
It all comes down to this!
The brilliant, cunning Hunger Hubs versus the unlikely,
how-did-this-possibly happen Lost Bots
in the Obstacle Course! On your marks!
Guess it's up to us to bring it home aye buddy? You ready?
I'm not exactly a good runner. I just want to finish.
To prove I can do this.
Eat soccer ball, greasetato!
Any interest in seeing my used ear swab collection after this?
Mmmm, I thought you'd never ask.
- Kind of impressive, tree! - Not bad yourself, juice!
Oh no! I-I-I can't move!
Come on brah! You can win it!
You're finishing this race, buddy!
Last minute relay grab! Got it!
YES! I did it! VICTORY for SPUD MUFFIN!
Woo! Oh, uh, the Hunger Hubs, yeah.
Wait! You can do that? And shove another player? That's okay?
Yep! According to rule, uh, 319,
you can make last minute relay handoffs and shoves.
Right Gamesmaster?
Oh, uh-- 319, yeah, yeah, yeah.
I-I mean-- That's correct. It's the rule.
Oh, if you don't like it, go back to the Lost Bots!
And since they didn't win, guess what?!
You're exiled to the Dark Side of the Mall!
You know, I used to think that getting back in the Hunger Hubs
was the most important thing in life. But now I realize,
you're not a good bot.
Or maybe I'm not the bot I used to be.
I'd rather be exiled to the Dark Side with my REAL friends
than have to share a Food Court with you!
But before the Lost Bots and I leave, I just--
- Ahhh! The Mall Guard!
Ha! False alarm but just like I thought!
Gamesmaster didn't change form, and I think I know why!
- Cuz he can't!
Brock O'Lonely?!
Aren't you supposed to be on vacation?
Yeah, vacation to "Sub-Basement 3",
or was it "the South Parking Lot"?
Spud never got his story straight!
And it made me suspicious!
Spud Muffin set up the entire Goldrush Games just to get
me and the Lost Bots exiled!
I wish I was on vacation!
Spud forced me into this and it chafes.
Spud? You didn't do it, did you?
Uhhh OF COURSE I DID!
Burgertron couldn't lead the Hunger Hubs!
It needed to be ME!
But everyone assumed cuz he was a burger and I was fries
that HE was the main course and I was the side dish!
FRIES CAN BE A MAIN COURSE TOO!
Burgertron had to get lost!
What are you talking about?
You think falling into the Lost & Found
was an accident?!
I changed your course when we were sliding down the vents!
It was me!
I thought if I got you lost, that would be the end!
But NO! You kept coming back! OVER AND OVER!
You and your annoying Lost Bot friends!
So I came up with the Goldrush Games to get rid of you
once and for all! And yes, I asked you back
so the Lost Bots would lose, but I was always
going to kick you out just before they were exiled!
Because I am a strategic genius!
And even though this was all my plan,
I wasn't the one who committed the most unforgivable crime!
You broke "The Sacred Rule of the Mall"
all by yourselves!
You were seen by the Mall Guard!
Oh, why are you hiding?!
You don't want to hear the truth?!
No way! One of those little robots!
You must be the sidekick of that Cheeseburger Bot!
Hey, tell your Burger Boss I said thanks
for getting me my job back okay?
Oh and don't worry, I won't tell anyone you bots exist anymore!
In fact, no one ever believed me when I did tell them.
Not my mom, or my boss, or that misinformed bus driver,
or even that random government office where I left
that voicemail. Your secret is safe with me little guy.
Spud - you broke the Sacred Rule of the Mall,
just like Burgie! - And you rigged the games!
Time for disciplinary action!
Put him on the next truck out! He'll be gone FOREVER!
Hey, let's all calm down!
I've learned a lot during my time as a Lost Bot.
Particularly, that everyone deserves second chances.
But Spud deserves a punishment that is fitting for his crimes,
while still giving him the opportunity for redemption
through hard work! - Hohohohoho!
That sounds to me like an exile to--
--the Dark Side of the Mall!
Come play with us Spud.
I think I speak for every bot when I say,
we'd like you to join the squads where you all belong.
And with Spud gone, the Hunger Hubs genuinely want you back,
Burgie.
Eh, this is everything we've been trying to achieve
for so long. - Yes.
But perhaps by trying so hard to do this together,
we actually achieved something else.
Hard agree!
I'm thinking that maybe, well--
Oh, quit trying to play coy,
just say what we're all thinking.
It's time for Clogstopper squad!
Uh, not exactly.
But I'd like it a lot
if we could stay Lost Bots.
I was hoping you'd say that.
Ulf, how do you feel about recognizing
us Lost Bots as an official squad?
Lost Bots! Lost Bots! Lost Bots!
Lost Bots.
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- Agh! Who are you? - Agent Wagner, Sector 7.
We investigate appearances of unknown technology.
Oh, I'm sorry, is this about that wormhole I invented?
Cause if so, ugh,
it turns out it was just a normal hole.
Your voicemail landed on my desk.
So tell me about your sightings of these "little robots" 1
Uhhhh
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