Why the ice cream man doesn't come to Smash Mansion
It was on a hot summer's day and everyone was board, except for two ten year old boys. Young Link and Ness. They were busy filling buckets with water and placing them over doors. Marth was the first person to fall for their prank and he had ran to the nearest bathroom screaming "My hair! They messed up my hair!" Young Link and Ness laughed hysterically until the could barely breath. The second person they had tricked was Gaonodorf and he had chassed them all over the mansion making them dump buckets of water all over themselves. So here they were, an hour later, filling the buckets back up with water.
"Hey Young Link. Do you hear what I hear?" Ness asked. Young Link looked at Ness then strained his ears to listen to the sound. He soon grinned happily.
"ICE CREAM MAN!" Ness and Young Link screamed at the same time. They ran through the mansion heading towards the front door. They were soon followed by the other Smashers and they all rushed out side. They stood in a line waiting for their turn.
"I want vanilla!"
"I want chocolate!" Ness and Young Link said what they had wanted at the same time so you can't blame the poor man for what happened next. He handed Young Link some ice cream then he handed Ness some ice cream. Young Link and Ness glared at the ice cream man.
"I said vanilla! Not chocolate!" Young Link said throwing a bomb into the truck making ice cream fly every where including on the other Smashers.
"I said chocolate! Not vanilla!" Ness said using PK Fire and melting all the tires on the truck, including the spares. And so the ice cream man had picked up his cell phone and had called his boss saying that he quit and that his boss shouldn't send any more people down to this mansion. After he explained what had happened to his ex-boss he ran down the street screaming, leaving the rest of what used to be an ice cream truck.
"Ha-ha! That's what you get for messing up my ice cream!" Young Link shouted after the man.
"Yeah!" Ness agreed. They soon noticed that they weren't standing by the remains of an ice cream truck, but now they were tied to the mansion's flag poll stripped to their boxers, watching the other Smashers eat ice cream that they had got from inside the mansion.
End.
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