The droid revs to life and opens fire on its fellow droids. Unfortunately for the droids, they're working off of heat sensors to acquire their targets, and are completely unequipped against one of their own. It doesn't matter that Punchy didn't have time t rewrite most of the motor controls; all that matters is that it's firing at everything in the droids' general direction.
When the firing ends, Billy, Maxine and Punchy are still standing in the midst of the carnage of the droids. Their reprogrammed droid stumbles a bit and continues to try and crawl forward towards the sounds of more combat.
Punchy pumps his fist in the air. "That. Was. Bomb."
He grabs Maxine, spins her around, dips her and plants a big kiss on her. And, on second thought, decides he probably doesn't need to celebrate the same way on Billy.
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When the firing ends, Billy, Maxine and Punchy are still standing in the midst of the carnage of the droids. Their reprogrammed droid stumbles a bit and continues to try and crawl forward towards the sounds of more combat.
Punchy pumps his fist in the air. "That. Was. Bomb."
He grabs Maxine, spins her around, dips her and plants a big kiss on her. And, on second thought, decides he probably doesn't need to celebrate the same way on Billy.