"Bobby Saves Bryce (Sort of)"

It was a typical day of chaos when Bryce Tankthrust found herself trapped in an evil lair, surrounded by laser beams, giant robots, and an army of henchmen.

"Great," Bryce muttered, eyeing the nearest exit. "Just another Tuesday."

But as she prepared to fight her way out, she heard a familiar voice.

"NEVER FEAR!" Bobby Worst burst into the room, wearing a cape made of tinfoil and holding a rubber chicken. "I’m here to save you!"

Bryce blinked. "What are you doing here, Bobby?"

"I’m rescuing you, obviously!" Bobby said, dramatically flicking his chicken. "I have THE PLAN." And then... Bobby pressed a button on his wristwatch, causing a bucket of paint to dump onto his own head.

"...That wasn’t supposed to happen," Bobby said, wiping blue paint from his face.

Before Bryce could even comment, Bobby tripped over his own feet, launching himself into a robot, which then proceeded to spin in circles.

"BOBBY!" Bryce yelled, frustrated but strangely impressed at the chaos he’d managed to cause. "You’re literally making things worse."

Bobby, now tangled in the robot’s arms, managed to break free and pointed a finger dramatically. "Maybe this is my master plan! I distract them so you can escape!"