Story by Goddess Jeshi.

Art by… Never mind.

Characters ® Nintendo.

Writing (AKA plot, words, etc.) by Goddess Jeshi.

Goddess Jeshi ® Goddess Jeshi…

:P You lucky dogs! You're getting two chapters on the first day! So you may not have a chance to review it… but I'm gonna post up the second 'test' now just because. :P

Oh, sorry! I forget to mention Kirby, Peach, and a ton of others in the first chapter… Don't worry, he or she or whatever it is, is here!

In the last chapter, Roy said ""Apparently, not were we just were." He was supposed to said, "Apparently, we're not where we just where." Sorry 'bout that!

"This is against my better judgment." Marth stated flatly for the 6th time. As ordered last time… Oh, want a flash back?

Insert amazing and very eye-burning bright white flash here, please.

"Now, you WILL report here this time, this place next week." The Goddess ordered.

"Even if we did come-" (Marth gets a glare from the Goddess) "Um… Where will we go?"

"Oh, good point. There is a plane waiting for the in Special Stages; Final Destination." The Goddess Jeshi informed everyone. "See you next week! It's either you risk losing the contest in here, or risk losing your lives out there." The Goddess added, walking off.

Insert a amazing a very bright and eye-burning flash here, NOW.

"But you came, too." Mario pointed out, after his eyes recovered from the 'bright white flash'.

Marth shrugged. "Well, it's that 'Goddess'. I mean, she is the author and said, 'risk your lives'…" Marth trailed off.

They were riding in the plane to the island-beach thing.

"We're here."

The crew got of – Pikachu quick attacking to the ground, Kirby and Jigglypuff floating to the ground, etc. etc. (Pichu trying to quick attack, but zapping themselves and getting dizzy in mid-air, then falling to the ground with a not-so-graceful thump.)

"Is it too late?" Roy whispered to Marth as he walked off the jet.

"Yes, Roy. Now shut up." The Goddess snapped, hearing Roy's comment. "Welcome one, welcome all… and all that blab. Let's get right to it! After all, we're on our second mircosoft word page, and still we havn't started!"

A couple people rolled their eyes, but then they nodded.

"Did you all bring bathing suits?"

That's when everyone froze… At the Goddess' question. Bathing suits. Why on earth would we need bathing suits?

"Well, taking your awkward silence as a 'no, you're lovely Goddessness…'" The Goddess Jeshi continued, "I'm hoping I have the right sizes."

Everyone stopped breathing, again. Right sizes! Don't tell me she rented bathing suits for us to use!

"Hey, hey. We're only swimming with the sharks once, so chill - … Hey, guys?" Everyone cut off their blood circulation as well as their air pipes after they heard, "Swimming with the sharks."

"Hey, you guys go and kill each other! Act a little tougher! Now, for our first contest…" The Goddess moved on to the test… "The Long Jump."

Insert epic gasp here

(In a computer voice) FIVE MINUTES LATER

"No, it was 4 minutes and 39 seconds later, but… All the same." Shrugged Peach, who was "floating as she follows", AKA floating while Peach followed the 'Goddess'. They reached it.

"We're here!" Proclaimed the Goddess proudly, raising her arms to show… … More sand.

"Where is, 'here?'" Link asked, insulting the Goddess.

"The darned idiots! They forget the long jump stadium!" The Goddess Jeshi muttered to herself. Then she turned to the rest of the group. "Well, it'll be a few minutes while I type up a good, I mean… Create a good long-jump stadium. Meanwhile, you can do this."

Flash of bright light

30 minutes later.

"Tears trickle down my sadden face as my heart throbs… This movie is SO SAD!" Everyone cried. "This Clifford movie is just too depressing!"

The Goddess paid no mind to the cries, fake or real, of the Smashers and hit a few more keys. With a loud POOF , a item appeared.

"So this is the key to our long-jump test, the epic test for being the winner." Marth remarked, looking at the new item floating in mid-air.

Roy didn't even bother to talk around it. "Chalk." He said, staring at the object. "You spent 30 minutes making CHALK."

The Goddess nodded, proudly. "Now we chop it up and sprinkle it around to make our stadium, and then we have our contest! … Anyone, please."

Roy was raising his sword as Zelda blew the chalk up with Din's fire. Carefully catching it, the Goddess Jeshi handed it to Ness.

"I don't want it." Ness said, trying to give it back to the Goddess.

"Nay, nay."

"You're a horse?"

"Ness. It means NO. Go spread it around and make our field."

"Why me?"

"… Do not question thy Goddess. Now go and hurry!"

Still with much grumbling, Ness ran around and made the "stadium." It was really just a large rectangle. At the end they were closest to, there was about two feet and then another line… They stood there, ran a little and jumped.

"Who do you think can jump 80 feet!" The Smashers commented, shocked by the large rectangle.

"Nyah, nyah. Nay, nay." The Goddess brushed off the words. "Anyway, it appears it was much work just getting this to start, sooooo… Next time: The REAL CONTESTS! 'Till then!"

"Does this mean we get a week off?"

"No, you stand here until I finish writing – I mean…"

"? You're a weird goddess…"

"That's it! Up to your neck in sand!"

"Oh, sure. That takes you 2 seconds, but it's half an hour for a piece of chalk!"

"… Silence!"

… I swear, I didn't plan this to be so bad… Or take so long to have the contest happen… But hey, it's in the same day, right?