"Hey, where did the Smashers go?" Crazy Hand asked as he noticed how quiet the mansion was.

Master Hand was playing pong as he was focused on the TV, which was easy since he was a giant floating glove. "They're doing things that don't involve them killing each other or making a mess in the building."

"So... they just left, like that?" The Hand of Crazy spoke back while twitching violently while laughing, only to suddenly stop. "I don't feel good about this."

"Well you should. Because we don't get days like this." The Hand Master responded as he was firm in his echoing voice.

"Well I don't like it!" Crazy snapped as he began firing several of his attacks, which caused damage to the mansion.

Being sick of this, Master summoned two pong paddles as he then forced Crazy into a curled position, making the hand out like a ball as he had him bounce between the two paddles, going back to the game of pong that he was focusing on closely.

But while the two hands of smashing were busy, there was a bunch of other smash related things going on in this weir day, for it seemed like a pretty fine day to be out in the green sea of grass that was Melee's calming all star area for a general walk around. But oh, could such a great pleasurable time go all to waste the moment you let out so much as a sneeze.

And poor Waluigi just got that. What was meant to be a lovely walk turned into a disaster, and the unfortunate lanky purple man with the tennis racket found himself in the doctor's office, his nose bright red as he sneezed loudly, boogers flying out of his nose much to the disgust of the other patients.

"Waluigi!" Called out the nurse Shy Guy, who was pink robbed as she waved her right hand at the wicked man of tennis. "The doctor will see you now."

"G-great. J-just perfect." Waluigi stuttered as he sneezed again, walking into the office and gawking as his eyes popped out, to see Dr. Mario. "WHA!? What the hell are you doing here, you freak!?"

Dr. Mario chuckled as he wrapped his right arm around Waluigi. "Settle down, man! I'm the doctor around-a here-a! Everything is-a going to be okay!" He laughed as he placed Waluigi on the bed, pointing at some of his degrees as a means of reassuring him. "Now then, you seem to be sneezing a lot. I can-a tell from first-a glance that you have the cold-a."

"But you're not a real doctor!" Waluigi exclaimed as he shook his head. "You're just a padded clone added to increase the roster, just like I arguably was when I made my debut!"

Dr. Mario glared briefly at Waluigi, grabbing him by the shirt collar as he threatened the cowardly man, being serious as suicide. "Listen up, you assisting freak of nature. Master Hand cloned me from the real Mario specifically so that I could be an official doctor. Don't make me-a hurt you with my-a electricity, Skinny Purple Mario... oh wait, you're so farther from him that you're not even a real clone! You're just padded bait, ha!" He then pushed Waluigi away as he dusted his hands, placing his hands on his hips as he returned to his normal, cherry self. "Now then-a, what you need is some vitamin c, hot tea, and good rest! Now go home and rest up, Doctor Mario's orders!"

Waluigi groaned as he shook his head, shrugging as he placed away his tennis racket. "Great-a. Who will take care of me while I'm sick-a?"

Jigglypuff suddenly popped out of Waluigi's cap, giggling as she winked with her right eye. "I will, Waluigi kun! As a fellow infamous Nintendo character, I gotta look out for those treated like crap! Teehee!"

"You've got to be kidding me...!" Waluigi cried out, sneezing loudly shortly afterwards as he caused Jigglypuff to fall on top of Dr. Mario, with Waluigi sniffling as he rubbed his big pink nose.