"Hmmm... I sense a disturbance in the force," Meta Knight stated in his Spanish accent as he was cleaning his sword.

"Hey Darth Vader, keep it down in there," Escargoon remarked as he slithered past Meta Knight's room in the castle. "Now where is that monster...?"

Meta Knight rolled his eyes as he approached Escargoon. "You let another monster loose? Why can't you accept that Kirby will defeat it like the broken Gary Stu he is?"

"...Kirby's a guy?" Escargoon remarked as he shrugged. "I always thought Kirby was an it. That puffball doesn't have... you know."

"I see." Meta Knight stated, turning around to see Tiff dashing down the hallway. "Oh, hey Tiff-"

"Can't speak! Gotta go fast!" Tiff exclaimed as she pushed Escargoon and Meta Knight aside, trying to find the nearest closet.

Meta Knight and Escargoon were confused as they looked at each other oddly, with Tiff managing to find a closet that could barely make sound bounce off the walls as she looked it, placing her hands on her stomach as she farted out several thunderous tuba toots, panting as she opened her eyes, blushing.

"Phew... I didn't think I would manage to hold all of that gas in..." Tiff stated as she then let out a wet fart, "But I gotta find a way to stop this! And I bet King DeDeDe is behind this somehow!"