Bobby Blobby is turning down the temperature all the time. I'm freezing here. Because he's always turning up the temperature, my knees are starting to melt. Ha! What's the matter? Just agree on a temperature that's not too hot and not too cold. You're friends. Make a compromise. Axel was secretly turning up the temperature again. I can't concentrate when it's so loud! But if we turn it up this loud, I'd rather scream. Louder! Hotter! Quieter! Colder! Louder! Hotter! Quieter! Masco and Barberio stared at each other. Somebody has to do something! And that was probably Masco. Quieter! He leaned under the desk and pulled out the plug. I'm going home and play there. At least I can listen to my thoughts there. Did you say something, Zoey? That was probably one too many. Angry, she slammed the door behind her. In a bad mood, Axel continued to play on his own. But Masco interrupted him. Hola! Hey! What's that, Masco? You say we should make up, but then you let Zoey go because you don't make up. Leave it! You're right, Masco. Si. But first, the legs. Game on! Axel activated the armrests and the combat suit lay around his body. He shrunk to the size of a toy and became Action Axel. Then he separated the two fighting teeth. Get off each other!