[A cryoxide transport ship lands outside Control Central. A disguised Buzz and Delete step out, and hook up a hose to a terminal to siphon Motherboard's cryoxide. A security camera watches their every move.]
Buzz: Out with the old...
Delete: Don't forget to wave at the camera!
Buzz: In with the new.
[Meanwhile, in Control Central's main room...]
Digit: Morning, Motherboard. Sorry about this but I promised, 'a tune up a day while the doc's away.' Say 'ahhh.'
[Motherboard opens up an access slot. Digit sticks a thermometer into it, but when he pulls it out, it's burnt up.]
Digit: Wuh oh.
Motherboard: Are you... as hot as I am?
[Digit pulls out a mirror.]
Digit: Well, I like to think I'm not unattractive.
Motherboard: Check... cryoxide!
Digit: Yeah, yeah, I know, the virus has you burning up coolant extra fast. I put in an order for more cryoxide last night. I'll just make sure it got here.
[Digit inspects Motherboard's cryoxide tank. The tank is overflowing with a steaming, green sludge.]
Digit: Hey! What is this stuff? Cryoxide is blue, not... blech!
[Some of the sludge squirts Digit in the face.]
Digit: I'll pretend that didn't happen.
[More sludge squirts him.]
Digit: Motherboard, calm down!
Motherboard: Digit, is th-that you?
[Digit warps, stretches and squashes in Motherboard's vision as her systems overheat.]
Motherboard: Systems too hot! Much too hot! Burning up!
Digit: I gotta do something! Think, think!
[Motherboard starts spitting out floppy disks crazily, barely missing Digit.]
[Digit runs over to a refrigerator.]
Digit: There's gotta be a way to cool her down! Cold, cold, I need something cold.
[He starts tossing items from the freezer.]
Digit: Carrots, cauliflower, cholesterol free custard, corn, cranberries! Sheesh! Only Dr. Marbles would alphabetize his food! Ham, hot dogs... AHA! Ice!
[Digit runs over to Motherboard's cryoxide tank, dumping the ice on top of it. It immediately begins to melt.]
Digit: That's better.
[Digit pulls out his cyberphone and dials a number.]
Digit: Bluefalls Cryoxide? What? No, please! Don't put me on hold! No, this is an emergency! I need help here.
[Motherboard's cryoxide tank begins to vent violently, causing Digit to drop his phone.]
[A door opens up, revealing a portal behind it. Matt steps out, surveying the area.]
Matt: Let me guess, Motherboard's virus is worse!
[Digit, Inez and Jackie are taking cover behind a shelf as Motherboard continues to spit out countless floppy disks.]
Digit: She needs fresh cryoxide!
Matt: Good thing I just came from baseball practice, looks like you need these.
[Matt pulls out two baseball helmets from his backpack, handing them to Jackie and Inez.]
Inez: Thanks, Matt.
Matt: Sorry, I only have two. (To Digit) What's cryoxide?
Digit: Follow me.
[Digit leads the Earthlies over to Motherboard's cryoxide tank, crawling to avoid the floppy disks.]
Digit: Cryoxide is the coolant in her tank and radiator that keeps her from overheating and melting her CPU!
Jackie: All I see is green, yucky goop!
Digit: That's the problem!
Inez: What happened?
Digit: I don't know. I was just gonna check the security camera.
[Digit presses a button on the terminal keyboard, bringing up the security footage on the main screen.]
Digit: Here's our regular delivery of cryoxide...
[The footage shows a shadowy but familiar figure hooking up a hose to Motherboard's cryoxide terminal.]
Inez: Are you sure?
[The shadowy figure trips over the hose and falls, revealing Buzz and Delete.]
Jackie: It's Buzz, and Delete!
Motherboard: Buzz? Delete? Hack... ha-ha-hack attack!
Digit: They must have filled Motherboard's tank with that soupy stuff! That's why she's overheating!
Matt: So Motherboard needs a fresh tank of cryoxide, right? How much cryoxide in a tank full?
Digit: I don't know, but there's only one place to get it: Castleblanca.
Matt, Jackie and Inez: (In unison) Castleblanca?
Inez: Not again..!
Digit: I can't reach them, so we have to go there.
Jackie: Okay, guys. Let's get organized. If we have to bring back the cryoxide, we need something to carry it in.
[Later, Jackie is seen comparing the sizes of different glass jars to Motherboard's tank.]
Jackie: Hmm. I don't think any of these jars will hold as much liquid as Motherboard's tank. They're tall enough, but too narrow.
[Inez compares the tank to a different jar.]
Inez: And this looks wide enough, but it's way too short.
Matt: Hey, look what I found!
[Matt brings over a much larger jar that's the same apparent size as Motherboard's tank.]
Matt: A little taller, and almost as wide. It's a match! They should both hold the same amount of cryoxide.
Motherboard: Cowboy... riding, HIP! Fishing.
Inez: What's she doing?
Motherboard: Ski! Army. Go, go, go! Galoshes.
Digit: I think she's trying to reboot!
Matt: Don't worry, Motherboard. We'll be back in no time.
[The Cybersquad heads out to the Control Central launch pad. A garage door opens up, revealing a two-seat vehicle. It flies up to them automatically.]
Digit: There it is, the Doc's new two-seater cybercoupe!
Matt: Let's motor!
Inez: Um, we have a problem.
Matt: Yeah, no CD player.
Inez: I meant there's not enough room for all of us.
Digit: I'll stay here with Motherboard just in case she needs help.
Jackie: And I'll stay with Digit, in case he needs help.
Digit: There's an onboard tracking system already programmed for Castleblanca.
[Inez is already in the driver's seat of the cybercoupe.]
Matt: Hey! Who said you get to drive?
Inez: You drove last time.
[Matt hops in the passenger side.]
Matt: Wait, there was no last time!
[Inez guns the motor, blasting them off towards Castleblanca. Meanwhile aboard the Grim Wreaker, The Hacker is trying to find the perfect crown to sit atop his head.]
Hacker: Nope! Uh-uh! Too small, much too small for the next king of Cyberspace!
[Hacker places an impossibly wide crown on his narrow head, and inspects it in the mirror.]
Hacker: Hmm. Wide is good... but I need something bigger! More impressive! After all, it's going to crown absolute greatness!
[Buzz and Delete approach the Wreaker in their cryoxide delivery ship. They contact Hacker.]
Buzz: Boss, boss! We're watching Motherboard like you said, and we just saw those pesky kids!
Delete: Yeah, they just left Control Central.
Hacker: Don't bother me now you sniveling cybirds, I'm busy! I just want to know if that contaminated concoction of cryoxide has Motherboard ready to blow our dump!
Delete: (In unison with Buzz) She's smokin'! Smoooookin'!
Buzz: (In unison with Delete) Oh yeah, boss! She's ready to go!
Hacker: Good! Now, find out what those kids are up to. If they interfere with my plan, I'll sever your circuits, one gigabyte at a time! Is that clear?!
Buzz: Oh yeah, boss! Clear as a bell! Heh, w-w-we're on it!
Delete: Hey, boss?
Delete: Nice crown.
Hacker: MOVE IT!!
Matt: You think so.
Motherboard: I think so, Matt. My team won the cyberworld series last year.