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(Laughter) I need to find... Huh? Hey! Hey, come on! Start! We want it now! OMG. Why is this taking forever? Yeah. BOTH: Boo! We want the show! Guys! Ha! Sounds like the crowd's ready to "rock" as the kids say. Ha, ha! You're on! Yes! Wait. What? Drake was supposed to be first. My guitar's outta tune. No idea why. This is our ticket to stardom, sis! And, this time, no superhero masks to hide who we are! Well, I'm only playing for Charlie. Hurry up! Hop, hop! Your fans can't wait. (Clamour) Let's kick out the jams, New York! (Nervous sounds) Liv, that's your cue! Liv... (Hits wrong notes) No! Lame. Heh, heh! just a little pre-show tuning. So, as I was, er. saying. are you ready to rock? (Cheering) It's no big, just breathe! I got this. Except for the shaking hands, which are real annoying. (Terrible noise, twice) Boo! Wow, her music's even lousier than her personality. Boo! Come on! So, uh... you guys like stand-up? Liv! Oh! Did they finish already? Humph! Basic Bakers. I found this! Are you kidding me? That's all there was left backstage! (Sighs) Well, I can't be any lousier than those Boo-Bozos. Ha, ha! Whoa! Aaah! Mastaar! BOYS: Mastaar! So why'd the kid end up in jail for not taking his nap? Ahem! For resisting a rest! Get it? Arrest? Aaah! Aw, come on, it's not that bad. (Shrieking) Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Liv! Liv! Wait! I don't get it, I couldn't even play a single riff. It's like my fingers were sausages. It's just stage fright, that's all. I've never had that before! You've never played in front of a big audience. Just play like no one's watching, and you'll blow'em away. Glowboo? Liv, Mike, insert these ghost-buds into your ears. What? Why? Miss Jones' orders. (Gasps) Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! (Ghost laughs) (Deeper laugh) (Laughter) Aaah! Andy! Let's go, Ghostforce!
Aw, man, you rock! Yeah! Good timing, huh? You'd already be under Mastaar's spell without my ghost-buds! This ghost is a level-7 mesmerizer. The more fans it mesmerizes with its screeching... I mean, music, the more powerful it becomes. So let's can the music, shall we? OK, but how? Um, no idea. I mean, I did catch one once, but I don't know what it can do in booster mode. So, good luck! Well, that was helpful. (Guitar) (Gasps) Mastaar! Mastaar! (Evil laugh) We gotta find Andy! Considering Andy's proximity to the ghost, the probability that he was mesmerised is... 95.3%. But still not a 100! You guys handle the ghost, I'll go check on my bro. We must stop it playing before it gets too strong! Affirmative, let us end this noise pollution. Eyes up! Mastaar! Oh, great! That's all we need! Uh-oh! (Evil laugh) Fractal Power! Hurry, Glowboo! Affirmative. Mastaar! Hands off our hero! Oh, no! Even when he's not playing, people are still under its spell! No! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! (Evil laugh) (Cheering) Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Andy! (Chanting continues) Andy, quick, put these in, we gotta -- Mastaar! Mastaar! Oh, no! Mastaar! Mastaar! Don't worry, bro, I'll snap you out of it somehow. Oh, no! Yes! Did you find, Andy? Glowboo was right. Mastaar turned him into a total fanboy. This just got personal. We tried stopping its big solo, but it's too strong. The louder it plays, the more people it mesmerises with music. That's it! The ghost gets its power from its audience. So what if we play even louder and better than Mastaar? You mean, steal his audience! Only you can do it! Krush! Oh, no! Miss Jones? Do you read me? Clear as day, kiddo. You wouldn't have a spectral-sound amplifier handy? I'm sure I can dig something up! Initiating transfer! Oh! I was hoping for something a little bigger. Nnn-nnn. Don't judge an amplifier by its cover. Trust me, that thing is da bomb! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! OK, time for Booshow! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mast -- Huh? What? Andy! Myst? Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Mastaar! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! And that's how it's done! Yeah, Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Myst! Huh? Octocat! (Cheering) Nice work, kids! And who knew you were such a rock star? I'm good on the triangle. Hey, we should go on tour one day! You mean when I'm not busy saving New York? BOTH: Boo-yah! I wholeheartedly concur. (Laughter) (Cheering) Shame that ghost stole my thunder. It was lamer than, Liv! Aaah! Hello, New York! After some minor spectral difficulties, the Boo Fighters are back! So who's ready to rock? (Cheering)