Crash Diet
Disclaimer: This goes for the entire fanfic, I don't own SSBB, its characters, Nintendo and its affiliates, or anything else like that mentioned or referenced in this story AT ALL except the idea and the story itself, so don't go off and sue me.
Ch. 1
It was a boring Wednesday at the Smash Mansion. Wednesday was the day that there was no brawling. Ever since Tabuu was defeated and no one had to do anything more in the Subspace Emissary, everyone was brawling much more often. As such, Master hand ordered the alloys to clean the stages every Wednesday, which prevented brawls.
Kirby, being bored and hungry, decided to take a walk. Being Kirby, that walk led him, of course, into the kitchen, and next to the refrigerator, and in front of the recently opened refrigerator.
"Oh NO," he said, "where's the 5-foot salami I put in here?! *Burp* Oh yeah. I remember now. It's okay everyone, false alarm!" Lucas and Ike were the only other smashers in the room, and both gave Kirby a thumbs-up and backed away slowly. Lucas ran away.
Kirby started looking through the fridge. "Now let's see if I can't find…" Kirby gasped "Oh my, we're out of brand-named chocolate-sprinkled-crème-filled-mini-frozen-honey-cakes. Oh-nonononononononooooo WE'RE OUT OF BRAND-NAMED CHOCOLATE-SPRINKLED-CRÈME-FILLED-MINI-FROZEN-HONEY-CAKES!!!" Kirby started whimpering, then crying, then wailing, and finally, inhaling. I don't know why.
Ike and Lucas were the first to be sucked in, closely followed by Pikachu, Yoshi, Nana, Bowser, Zelda, Fox, some Pokeballs, the Pokemon Trainer, who was chasing the Pokeballs, every other character, Master and Crazy Hands and several alloys, and strangely, one of the game designers. Then, everything stopped, and Kirby passed out. Bad luck.
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