- An out-of-control virus
caused by hackers trying to get free V-Bucks has caused panic from Pleasant Park to Retail Row. (siren wails)
(mutters nervously) (clears throat) As I was saying, the agency
has officially mandated that everyone remain in self-quarantine until further notice. Meow, God have mercy on your souls. (meows aggressively) (static buzzes) (gentle music) - They say it stays on
hard surfaces longer. I'm so screwed! - We're all gonna die. - No need to worry, Tomato. I stocked up on loot this morning, (trumpet fanfare music) so we're good to go. - But all you got was toilet paper. - Yeah, enough to keep our
butts clean and dry for weeks. - Weeks? - I heard it's actually
gonna be more like months. ♪ Vacation, all I ever wanted ♪ Oh, man, another one! - You have to be patient. Maybe by the end of this thing, you'll manage to take one of mine. - Hey, look at that! 12 jumps on one turn! Is that good? Are you out? Did I win? Yay, the pickup game! I only wish there were
more pieces to clean up. (bow clicks) (Tomato humming) (groans) - Maybe next time. - That was amazing! You did it! Now my turn. - No, I don't think that's a good... All right, I think
that's enough for today. - But I almost had it that time. Can we try again tomorrow? - We'll see. (groans) I guess it at least passes the time. How long has it been? - About two minutes. (groans) Don't be shy, buddy. I can teach you to do
emotes, just like me. - I'd rather drop dead. - The droop? Well, sure, I can teach
you that emote too. (slurping) (burps) (glass shatters)
- Was that our last slurp juice? - Uh, maybe. - What are we supposed to survive on? - Maybe if we stopped damaging each other, we don't need anything to heal our HP. - What about hunger, huh? Did you think about that? - I've got full HP and all the
shields a boy could ask for. I'm not gonna get hungry. (spooky music) - What the hell are you doing? - Yuck, you're a vegetable, gross! - First of all, I am a fruit. Second of all, if anyone is
eating anyone around here, I am eating you. - No! (groans) - That'll teach him. (slurps) Yeah, maybe I should just try him. A little bite can't hurt. Mmm, mmm, mmm. That is good. - Uh, Tomato, what are you eating? - We're in luck. I was totally not about to eat you when I noticed we had a couple of Floppers and a Peely Smoothie stashed
away in the corner there. - Oh, yeah. About that... - You've been holding out on me? - Well, I was holding on
to those two Floppers. They were kind of like my pets, but the thing about the
Peely Smoothie is... - What, what about it? - Well, since we've been stuck in here, where have you been peeing? (sputters) (Tomato screams) (playful music)
