"Did you say you fixed it?" Strong Bad asked.
"Well, we have to get Homestar out of limbo using the reversed TranSphere, so we have to get him out before we-" Homeschool started to explain, but Strong Bad interrupted him.
"You found a way to get Homestar out of limbo?"
"Yes." Homeschool replied, yanking out a computer part.
"WELL HURRY UP! It's about freakin' time!" Strong Bad ranted.
"You dealt with him out of limbo well enough." Matt pointed out.
"Yeah, but if he started singing I could actually punch him and shut him up. Now I can't do anything, and… he follows me." Strong Bad visibly twitched.
"Stwong Bad did you know that thewe is something gwowing on the back of youw couch? I think it's a mushwoom." Homestar walked into the room and looked around. "Whewe's Homeschool… oh, he's doin' the computew thing now."
Homeschool sat up and set down his tools. "Get the generator." He ordered. Mike wheeled it over and plugged in the computer.
Homeschool stood and looked at the jury rigged contraption. "This has to work." He said. "Otherwise… well, it just has to work."
"Finally, I'm getting rid of him!" Strong Bad exclaimed in relief.
"If this doesn't go right-" Homeschool warned.
"Psh. Homestar always manages to beat the odds. It's pretty annoying, really." Strong Bad grumped.
"Homestar, I'm going to turn on the portal. Let Strong Bad know when you see it." Homeschool instructed. Then he pulled the cord on the generator and it roared to life. Sparks flew from the computer screen and tower. The cooling fan whirred at top speed. They waited.
Everyone turned to Strong Bad. "Hasn't he said anything yet?" Mike asked.
"Hey Dorkstar! Can you see it or not?" Strong Bad demanded of the empty air in front of him. There was no response. They waited a few more minutes before turning off the generator.
"We can't afford to lose any more power." Matt said, pulling the plugs and shutting the generator down.
"Dang it Homestar, this is serious! Are you there?" Strong Bad's voice invoked no response. The room was dead silent.
"Homestar… you idiot…" Strong Bad mumbled quietly.
"I was too late... I think we lost him." Homeschool finally stated.
"Well, he must have just popped through somewhere else or something. Maybe he ended up back in the other universe." Strong Bad suggested.
"According to my calculations, the chances of him actually…"
"Don't feed me your freakin' calculations, Dumbschool. Homestar's fine. Stupid dork is probably sucking down lemonade with those ladies at that hotel… that's where I should be, not him." Strong Bad stormed out of the room.
"Gone?" Strong Bad scoffed, talking to himself now. "I wish. He's not gone." He hopped onto the couch and stared at the blank TV screen for a moment. Then he shook his head. "No, he can't be gone." Strong Bad muttered, but as he kicked back and tried to get comfortable he desperately wished he could believe himself.
Sad.