King K. Rool was boxing with Incineroar in the boxing ring, with the two focusing so much on each other that they didn't know that they were being watched by Ken, who was munching on popcorn as he was enjoying this a bit too much.
"Man, you two need to get a room!" Ken laughed as he almost choked on his popcorn, clearly enjoying this after several minutes of eating.
K. Rool took a fire punch to the face as he glared at the Street Fighter. "What do you know, clone boy? We're trying to maximize our strength!"
"Yeah so we can be able to flex scot free." Incineroar spoke in a proper British voice, folding his burly cat arms together.
"Really now? You need to lighten up." Ken chuckled as he fired some hadoken fireballs at the two fighters, who were both burnt by them.
At first it seemed like they didn't bother getting him... because it turns out that Incineroar wasn't really affected by fire (obviously) and K. Rool was used to getting cruel punishment, with the two proceeding to tag team on Ken as K. Rool fired a cannonball at him from the front, with Incineroar grabbing him from behind into a fence and burning him, the cannonball making contact on Ken as K. Rool then performed a body slam down on him, greatly injuring him. Looking at the wounded Ken, the two muscled animals looked at each other.
"You want to get Wendy's?" K. Rool insisted while slamming his gold shiny stomach.
Incineroar smirked as he shrugged after doing a pose. "Sure, as long as those seven reptiles in those stupid clown cars don't show up to ruin our fun."
"...get something for me." Ken weakly coughed as he was knocked out cold.