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The morning sun peaked through the window, beaming onto Cloud Strife's face as he slept. Life in the mansion was hectic. Every day, something would happen, from a banana eating contest between Donkey and Diddy to Little Mac trying to find a way to do his own Falcon Punch. Needless to say, this made the newest additions to the mansion very tired.

And as expected, Cloud hated mornings.

Pulling the covers over his head to escape the morning light, he noticed something... Off. For one thing, he felt a bit shorter that usual. Another thing: He didn't feel that in shape as he used to. This was definitely not normal.

Opening his eyes, he discovered a third thing that was wrong. He was seeing from the inside of a helmet.

"What..?"

He felt his neck as soon as he said that. What happened to his voice? It seemed much different... Flinging the covers off of himself, Cloud found himself in one of the weirdest situations he's ever been in.

He was surrounded by multicolored carrot people.

Cloud had seen these creatures around the mansion before. Usually, they were following Alph and Olimar. But why were they in his room?

It was at that moment when Cloud took a look around his room did he realize... He wasn't in his room at all. To make matters worse, his buster sword was nowhere to be seen. "What the hell?"

This voice was really getting to him. It sounded so familiar, yet he couldn't quite place his finger on it. Time to investigate. Sliding off of the bed, he was right about the first two things he had noticed. He was half as tall as he used to be... And his proportions seemed a bit different as well. He didn't feel buff anymore. It all vanished overnight.

After tripping over his own feet a couple of times due to the bizarre height change, Cloud stepped out of the room he was in.

The residents that were awake didn't seem to be different. They were just the same as always, it looked like. Upon seeing him, Princess Peach gave Cloud a warm smile as she looked down to him like he had always been short. "Why, good morning! Did you sleep well?" Peach asked sweetly.

The princess definitely was something. She was nice to practically the entire mansion (save for the villains). Her patience was amazing, but it shouldn't be tested too much. All in all, she was sweet as a... Well, a peach.

Cloud tried to stand up taller. "I slept alright, other than the fact I'm half the height I used to be. I'm not sure what happened, but I know that I haven't eaten any of those strange mushrooms."

Peach stared at Cloud, then began laughing. "I never thought you'd be so funny! I would have never imagined that you would joke about your height!"

"What?"

Still giggling, Peach waved him goodbye and skipped off happily.

What was going on? Everyone else was normal but him (or as normal as a bunch of Smashers could be). How could they not see that he had grown shorter overnight?! Cloud walked to another room to see if anyone would see the abnormality, but stopped.

In the hallways, there were framed pictures of well known game producers and titles. Naturally, one could faintly see their reflection in the glass.

The reflection that was shown to Cloud wasn't him.

It was a person that commanded the carrot people to fight.

The person reflecting back to Cloud?

Captain Olimar, the carrot tactician.


Olimar's experience wasn't too different from Cloud's when he awoke. The first thing he noticed were that his Pikmin were gone. Next, he took in the fact that he felt stronger and lean. After that realization, he knew for a fact that he was much taller...

Wait, where was his helmet?! How was he breathing?! Did the mansion get filled with his home's air?!

... No. That would be a terrible idea. Only R.O.B, Mega Man, Alph and him wouldn't have to go to the hospital. Koppai and Hocotate have similar air, after all. And the other two were robots, so... Wait, who cares?! If Olimar was breathing fine without his helmet, then that must mean...

Ignoring everything else, the space captain rushed out the door to see if everyone was alright. With a panicked look, he could see that everyone... Was perfectly fine.

... What? How could the others breathe? This was too weird. Either way, Olimar had to find his lost helmet.

"Excuse me, I seem to h—"

Olimar stopped. Was that really his voice?

Robin looked to him, confused, "What is it? Is something wrong?" he asked Olimar.

Oh, that's weird. He didn't have to look down to him. The space captain didn't know whether he should feel awkward or grateful for this growth spurt. Yet, Robin wasn't even questioning it. Was this normal to him?

"It... It's nothing," Olimar replied as he continued to think about what happened to his voice (and his helmet). However, something was getting on his nerves as he tried to think.

Blonde bangs were getting in the way of his vision. No matter how many times he tried, he just couldn't keep them from returning to the same spot.

Hold on. Bangs? What?

Now Olimar was getting scared. What was going on?! He needed to see what kind of bizarre prank was pulled on him.

Dashing to the nearest bathroom (thank god Wario hadn't used it yet), he closed the door and gazed into the mirror. Staring back at him? One of the newest residents of the mansion.

Cloud Strife.

It took him a few seconds to really process this.

When he did, however, he ran right out with a bewildered expression on his (Cloud's?) face. Many of the residents were a bit confused at what was going on with him, and as sorry as he felt for possibly ruining a chunk of Cloud's reputation, Olimar had to find Master Hand. He would even be satisfied with getting assistance from Crazy Hand! He didn't care!

Olimar wasn't really paying attention to anything other than the objective of getting help, and it cost him when he ran into someone.

"Ugh... I apologize for my disregard..." Olimar groaned as he lay on the floor.

"Just don't do it again... Agh... Damn, that hurt..."

Olimar blinked. Was that his voice that replied to him? Looking over to the victim he ran into, his entire body went numb.

He was looking at himself.

The person he had ran into. Was himself.

One mystery was solved. Olimar found his helmet... But in this scenario, who wouldn't be speechless?

Olimar's replica looked back to the very captain and his own eyes widened (wow, does he really look like that when he's surprised?).

"Who the hell are you?!"

"You tell me first, imposter!"

"Imposter?! You're the imposter around here!"

That's when they both went silent after taking in each other's words.

"... Olimar?"

"... Cloud?"

Both nodded in response to the other.

It was quiet once more.

"... WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!"