"You know what I could really go for?" Popo asked as he turned to Nana, holding his hands together as he felt his stomach growl, with it just being another slow night in the ever so frantic world of Super Smash Bros.

Nana yawned as she placed her hands on her face, with her and Popo sitting on their balcony at the overused Smash Mansion as the Ice Climbers just managed to cool down their frosty room as she wasn't feeling like doing anything for the night. "What, dare I ask?"

"...I could go for some pancakes!" Popo exclaimed as he then pulled out his wooden mallet, swinging about as he smashed the door down, seeing Pac-Man heading down the hallway with a plate full of pancakes.

"Huh? What the-" Pacman gawked in confusion as he turned to see Popo, the eskimo boy freezing him as he snatched the pancakes and ate it up.

Nana stepped out cautiously as she heard Popo burp loudly, with the blue robed male Ice Climber having felt good as he turned around and waved at Nana.

"Oh, you have to try these -BURP- pancakes... they're so -BRAP- good!" Popo belched as he waddled his way to Nana, falling flat on his face.

Nana squinted as she poked Popo on the back, shrugging as she decided to freeze him up, then smash him out with her own hammer as Popo began shivering, getting rid of all the fat he gained from the pancakes. Nana then glanced up to see the frozen block containing PAC-MAN, squinting as she placed her hands on her hips, feeling quite bad that PAC MAN was stuck inside the freezing prison.

"Bro... why did you freeze Mr. Pac Man for?" Nana asked as she rolled her right hand around, being a bit concerned.

"Well... he had pancakes on his hands!" Popo exclaimed as he felt another rumble in his stomach, burping one more time as it was followed by a squeaky fart. "You know how much I like pancakes, right?"

"...But I thought we both craved vegetables," Nana pointed out as she pulled out a ripe eggplant from within her pink hood, munching on it.

Popo felt a bit bad about this as he too shared in Nana's love for vegetables, given that was the food both of them collected on their many snowy adventures. "Err, yes, well..."

There was an awkward silence as Popo sniffed the air, catching the scent of pancakes again. Popo took off as he dashed away from Nana, who blinked as she folded her arms together.

"Maybe I should go follow him..." Nana murmured as she felt her stomach rumble, gawking as she began blushing upon letting out a loud raunchy fart. "Oh no... I need the potty!"

As we leave Nana farting behind with poor Pac Man still frozen in his ice block, Popo dashed down the hallway knocking all the background characters, assist trophies, and pokeball Pokemon to the side as he tumbled down the stairway, hurting himself in the process. Popo then spotted Pichu munching away on cheesecake as usual, with the Ice Climber boy stopping in his tracks as the scent of cheesecake interfered with the delicious pancake scent.

"Hey! Cut the cheese with that cake of yours!"

Pichu began charging herself up. "No! I like my cake of cheesy goodness thank you very much!"

Seeing the enthusiasm Pichu showed for cheesecake gave Popo an idea as an evil smirk popped up on his face.

"Say... how you would like to help me get some pancakes?" Popo

Pichu "...and why would I want to do that?"

Popo "Come on, girl, we've both been removed from being playable characters. Surely we can work together on a common goal!"

Pichu "I don't know... weren't you and that smelly twin of yours infamous for wobbling?"

"Hey! My sister may be stinky, but she doesn't wobble!" Popo

Pichu "But isn't that one of the techniques you guys used to do in Melee?"

Popo rubbed the back of his head. "It was arguably just one of many..."

"Uh huh. Anyway why do you want my help?"

"Well you like cheesecake, like? Pancakes are kinda like cheesecake!"

"...Really. And how?"

"Uh... both have cake in them even though neither of them are actually cake...?"

There was several seconds of awkward silence.

"...Good enough for me! Let's go!"