Strong Bad was in the middle of having a sort of seizure. Homestar eyed him rolling around on the grass of The Field.
"Stwong Bad, are you dancing?"
Strong Bad sat up and glared at him, "You ate my Lappy..." he mused. As he said this, his eyes seemed to bore in Homestar's head.
Homestar looked around, "are you mad at me?" he asked, obliviously.
Strong Bad stood up, his whole body shaking, "Am I made at you!? AM I MAD!? I'll freakin' kill ya!"
Just then, Marzipan ran into The Field. "Homestar Michael Runner!" she thundered, "Look at what's happened to you! I leave you for ten minutes and you become a suspect in a mystery!"
Homestar's girlfriend glared at her boyfriend, who sighed. "I should have tied you to The Stick like I planned!"
Strong Bad blinked, "what?" he asked, bewildered. "So Dumpface didn't eat my Lappy?"
Marzipan shook her head, "I was out picking roses for Homsar's birthday when I saw a portly figure dressed in black heading for your house." she explained.
Strong Bad nodded, "Of course!" he giggled, "Homsar, I hate that freakin' guy!" As Marzipan shook her head, and walked away with Homestar Runner at her heel, Strong Bad saw Bubs shake his head. Strong Bad didn't want to waste time though, he just ran to the Homsar Reservation.