Hello-lable!
Cuber? Blable brother?
Where are you?
Oh, this cave air is doing wonders for my physiological
bable, bable, bable, bable, bable.
Oh! Aah!
Oh!
But I'm a baby!
Tuber? Sister Tuber?
Bable, bable, bable.
Aah!
Hmm? Aah!
Oh, you surprised your old pal, Cuber, aboard his spaceship.
Oh, this old Grayble?
It's just sentimental blabling.
You know, the present can be far more interesting than the past.
Let's see.
Oh! It's a space wedding!
Let's go in for a closer look.
Easy.
Wable.
Bable, bable.
Bable, bable, bable.
Oh! Survival!
Remember your training.
Trust your Graybles.
Oh, and you children at home,
don't bother trying to guess tonight's theme.
Applesauce to a theme!
Your friend Cuber doesn't want to die!
Oh, come on.
It's Finn. Hey, Finn!
I'm a Weather Vane!
Hey, Finn! I'm a Weather Vane!
Hey, Finn! I'm a cliff diver!
What?
Ohh!
BMO, you got to let me dig this hole.
It's important.
A hole, you say?
Yeah.
We beat this evil wizard, see,
and we stole his giant wand.
Don't listen to him, BMO.
/beat the Wizard, so I'm making Finn dig the hole,
even though I could do it in like two seconds.
Heh, heh, heh.
Rude!
This wand is crazy powerful, right?
It's a Thought Cannon.
It makes anything that you think of turn real.
Up, Please.
So it's too strong, so we're burying it for safety.
I'll tell you what I'd do.
I'd use that Cannon and imagine a hole.
Jake, remember what they say about absolutely power.
I'm tired of your wisdom, BMO!
Now watch and learn!
Yeah, okay, my name's Jake, and I'm gonna take this magic
Thought Cannon, and I'm gonna think,
"I want a hole to bury this Thought Cannon in,"
and bobble, bobble, Jake gets a hole in which a Thought Cannon may be buried!
What if for a split second you think of something else?
Nope, my brain's my hands!
Whoops!
Looks like I was thinking about a sandwich.
Enjoy your labor!
Heh, heh, heh.
I used to wish I was you.
Now I just wish you would dig faster.
What's this, friends?
Could it be the aformabled Thought Cannon?
"Bobble, bobble" as the dead might say.
That's the power of Graybles.
I guess here goes bable.
You try not to think of a sandwich,
and look what happens!
A sandwich!
Ow!
Mama's milk! Oh, my mama's milk!
Oh, that milk!
Graybles!
"I will marry you, Ice King.
will marry you, Ice King.
will marry you —
Good morning, madness.
What? Broken leg again!
And...
Hup! Hello! How are you?
Oh!
Gunther, did you see how this happened?
I love you, Gunther, but I'm onto your business.
Hmm, just like that, huh?
And...
hup!
You can do it, Cuber.
You can run away.
Friend or foe, I doble know.
Now what?
Maybe Grayble.
I see that Mr. Cupcake is at Madam Ecclair's apartment again.
His massage business is really taking off.
Hmm.
Starchy?
Yes, sir.
Starchy is just going for a walk.
Ooh! A grass lard!
Oh, look, wildflowers!
Psst, psst!
Hey!
Well, I'm just gonna pick these flowers now.
No holes.
Yeah, in the ear.
Oh, I mean, in the rear.
That's what all the walking's good for —
gives me self-esteem to have a nice rear.
Aah! Oh!
No! Agh!
Mercy from the wet eyes!
Whoa!
Unh!
Starchy?
Did Starchy just die?
Hey, hey!
Things looking up.
Mm.
Thank you.
Save Our Skin.
Aah!
Welcome home, Starchy.
Never mind!
Oh, what time is it?
Oh! Grayble!
Well, one Grayble left.
Aah!
Tuber!
Self-actualization, Lable brother.
You can be a hero, Cuber, and what a cube can be must be.
I'm a hero!
Cuber first!
Now, wasn't that a thing!
We've had laffs and gaffs,
thribbles and chibbles,
some close calls, secrets and questions,
and memories to share.
We barely made it out with our scaybles...
all thanks to Graybles.
Sister Tuber?
I'm sorry for this mess.
I love you.
Psh!
This party is so crazy!