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Don't really know why. Hey, everybody! It's Bebob. We are here with the lost Bebob tales, the ones that messing him never wanted you to hear.

If you remember what happened in the last episode, we got blown up by a giant robot, not a evil robot, but a giant robot.

So let's see what happens, let's see what happens after the robot, when you come home, what happened to your old pal, Bebob? Let's get my Jonathan voice going.

Here we go! Perfect! Alright, so we'll see what happens in this episode of Bebob tales.

Oops, sorry, wrong voice. The Build-A-Bot Workshop.

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Let's blow me up. We'll blow right out of this arena and then you can put me back together again. But what about me? What if I blow up too? You know, that's just a risk that I'm willing to take.

Uh, not me, that's not a risk that I'm willing to take. 3, 2, 1, for black.

The robot had pressed the self-destruct button and before Bebob knew what had happened, the robot blasted out of the arena and so did Bebob. But they didn't blast off like a rocket or soar into the sky like Superman. They exploded!

Bebob felt a sense of weightlessness as he watched one hand go one way, one foot another, a toe over there, a knee flying through the sky like a baby bird. He felt no pain, except the pain in the neck it would be to put himself back together again.

The giant robots head floated up in line with Bebob's and Bebob could not believe the size of the smile on the robot's face.

Pretty neat huh? Said the robot? No, not neat at all actually. Said Bebob. It's going to be a huge mess. You said you were really good at repairing robots.

I said I've fixed myself up. Said Bebob. When I had a whole body, kind of hard to do that when one hand is in Tulsa and the other in Timbuktu.

Probably should have told me that before we went to blank. But the giant's head had already started falling backward toward the planet. When Bebob's head landed in the soft grass, he paused for a moment, worried that at any second one of the bird aliens would swoop down and carry him off or at the very least, peck at his defenseless skull.

He saw a finger in the grass about ten feet away from him, and he thought the glint on a small rock slightly further away may not have been a rock at all, but instead his shoulder.

But then, almost immediately, he saw that it was his shoulder. It rose from the ground just a few inches and bobbed into view above the grass. His shoulder wobbled and then suddenly began floating away from him.

He said, Bebob, then his finger floated up and started bouncing away from him.

He said, Bebob, Bebob tried to lift his head and see, but he discovered that was not an easy thing to do without a neck. Suddenly, he saw pieces of him rise up in the grass and begin bouncing and bobbing all in one direction.

It was like there was an army of Bebob pieces marching to war.

Hey, Bebob yelled, Stop, all of you, I can mad you as your head.

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