Popo and Nana were skipping together in junction as they were swinging their wooden mallets with joy, the Ice Climbers enjoying the breezy night as there was snow all around them. But the blue and pink robed Eskimos weren't in a normal area... they were present in the sacred grounds of Dracula's castle, with the two not expecting anything horrifying... oh those poor climbers.
"You think they'll be a lot of eggplants in the castle for us to eat?" Popo asked as he stretched his arms after stepping into the castle.
Nana rubbed her gloved hands together as she smiled. "I hope so! It could be a special feast reserved for us two!" Feeling her stomach growl, she lifted her leg and let out a huge bassy fart, giggling as she fanned the air afterwards.
Of course, what Popo and Nana didn't expect was to hear some groans echoing throughout the castle after Nana's deep pitched fart, with Popo clenching his grip on his mallet as they looked all arond.
"...Nana, I don't think we're along here," Popo suggested as he glanced to the front.
Nana heard the brisk wind become howling outside as she gulped, tugging on her smelly parka. "Popo, I think you might be onto something..."
Suddenly a bunch of annoying crows began to flap their feathery wings over the Ice Climbers, with the duo whacking them away with their mallets. This wasn't enough as more birds came flying out from the ceiling or windows, with Popo and Nana giving each other a high five as they then spun around, proceeding to use their icy powers shortl afterwards to freeze the birds, dashing up the staircase. Of course, this caused Popo and Nana to literally freeze in their tracks as they looked at the very top of the stairs to see the Grim Reaper staring right at them, dead center in the eyes.
This was going to be a chilling long night...
