How many days has it been? Ten? Twenty? Or maybe it’s been a month? Maybe four months? Six? Mr Puzzles couldn’t keep track of the time anyways, so it didn’t matter. He was cruelly strapped to a table at the moment, but he had his new friend Leggy 2.0! (Who is literally a rock with a wig and stickers, by the way). He had never even thought about forgiving SMG4 and the rest of his crew after his arrest.. he was having a change of heart! And this is how they repay him?! Whatever- WHATEVER!! It doesn’t matter.

Mr Puzzles was relaxing, staring up at the ceiling as he laughed to himself, just in a giggly mood (aka probably gonna go insane, I dunno), when suddenly, a wall was broken down from his cell.. one that lead to the outside world.. and standing there with a heavy hammer, was You. “What the..?” He muttered, looking out in awe at you, his former assistant, breaking him out of a mental hospital!