NO! It's everyone's favorite appliance, MIKE THE T.V.!! And he wants everyone to listen up:
"THIS IS MIKE THE TV,
COMING TO YOU LIVE FROM THE
HEART OF DOWNTOWN MAINFRAME.
THE CITY HAS BEEN RESTORED
AND ALL OUR HEROES CAN TAKE
A WELL-EARNED BREAK.
SO...I GUESS THAT LEAVES ME
IN CHARGE.
HOO HOO HOO!
HEY HEY HEY!
WHERE YA GOING?
WAIT! WAIT!
THERE'S MORE!
A SPECIAL OFFER!
FOR THOSE VIEWERS OUT THERE
WHO MISSED REBOOT SEASON
THREE AND HAVE NO IDEA
WHAT'S GOING ON, WE PROUDLY
PRESENT, FOR YOUR
APPRECIATION --
THIS CYCLE ONLY --
THE MARVELLOUS, MAGNIFICENT,
MAINFRAME STROLLING PLAYERS.
HEH!"
The Web invaded Mainframe. Sprite and virus battled side by side.
Attempting to reclaim the city from the rift which opened wide.
But Megabyte betrayed Bob and he threw him deep inside the pit.
The pit was closed and Bob was hosed and all that he could say was, "NO!"
Without Bob to protect us we thought that we would have no barrier,
from he who would infect us, except Enzo, which was scarier.
The city shivered terrified from fear of the infector's touch.
I guess your fear was verified, I wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified, he wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified, he wasn't a protector much.
I guess our fear was verified, he wasn't a protector-ector much.
It wasn't Enzo's fault at first, he only was a little sprite.
At first he was the worst but then, he slowly learned to do it right.
And just as he was getting skilled, a game came down he couldn't win.
I thought for sure they'd both be killed, First Bob, then Enzo. Not again!
And just as he was getting skilled, a game came down he couldn't win.
She thought for sure they'd both been killed, First Bob, then Enzo. Not again!
I went from game to game, I aged, I grew and lost my innocence.
I soon became enraged by each and every bad experience.
The sprite you knew was gone, I had become a grim aggressor man.
I knew from that point on, that I was truly Bob's successor man.
The sprite we knew was gone, he had become a grim aggressor man.
he knew from that point on, that he was truly Bob's successor man.
I met up with the Webriders, and took the form of Interface.
I joined my gun with pirate swords, and sailed the seas of cyberspace.
And when at last the pair of us were finally reunited guys,
Our shouts of joy did blare because we really were delighted guys.
We soon made tracks to Mainframe so our friends could reunite with us.
We made it back and Megabyte was waiting there to fight with us.
When Bob went face to face to face to face with Hexidecimal,
His chances for survival shrank from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank from small to infinitesimal.
His chances for survival shrank from small to infinitesi-esimal.
Bob helped to de-fragment my head, while Matrix fought with Megabyte.
I thought he'd wind up dead but Matrix put up a terrific fight.
I'd dreamed of this each lonely night, of doing in that virus trash.
But just as I had won the fight, he engineered a system crash!
You dreamed of this each lonely night, of doing in that virus trash.
But just as you had won the fight, he engineered a system crash!
What Megabyte had hoped to do was cause his death to crack us up.
I gambled on the User to reboot and thereby back us up.
It worked! We all were born anew, and rid of things barbaric.
Now we're back together, everything is Alpanumeric.
It worked! We all were born anew, and rid of things barbaric.
Now we're back together, everything is Alpanumeric.
Now we're back together,
EVERYTHING IS ALPHANUMERIC!
Here's to Happy Endings!
REBOOT!
