It was.. sort of a stormy night I guess? Most numbers were asleep, yada yada yada.. But not this number!

Right, soon, had burst through the ceiling of this.. factory, I guess. Listen, I didn't watch the full episode all right? I'm just doing this off of memory.

"Haha!"

Eight chuckled proudly. His eyes shotting open as he stood up properly. His hands on his multiple blocks, as he spoke again.

"Fear not, Fellow Blocks, For I am here!-.."

He said, Cutting himself off as he opened his eyes again, and looked around. His words soon turned to mumbles, as he glanced around the dim room. The only source of lighting was a green machine, that was producing dough, which was turned to a pie shape in another machine, got filled with some sort of dangerous looking substance, and was cooked by an oven.

..Huh. Where's the Villain?