Oswald sighed. "No, Piggy. No blowing up." He padded over to the control panel for the slime geyser. "Maya, hit the big red button that says 'SING-ALONG.' It’s the only frequency that overrides Retro-ifier dust."
SpongeGar bubbled, "We have to work together!" nickelodeon animal friends
Maya froze. "You can talk ?"
Gir’s Lost Piggy, who had been munching on a forgotten Cheeto, suddenly levitated. Her fur bristled, and from her tiny mouth came not a squeak, but a perfectly clear, robotic phrase: Oswald sighed
"Exactly," said Oswald. "Because the one thing chaos can’t stand… is a happy song." "Maya, hit the big red button that says 'SING-ALONG
Oswald stretched and curled up in the Thinking Chair. He looked at Maya with his one good eye.
"Don't mention the talking thing," he said. "It'll ruin the mystique."