Popo and Nana jumped down from the top of the snowy mountain as they landed on thick, icy platforms, spotting several Topis below them. They high fived each other and nodded as they proceeded to smash the living hell out of them. Popo did more damage, obviously, seeing as he was the leader between the two. Nana followed, tossing small freezies at three Topis with her hands. The two continued jumping downward as they encountered several blue colored seals.
"Awww! They're so cute!" nana cooed as she clasped her hands together.
Popo rolled his eyes. "Oh brother." He raised his mallet and started smashing the seals, much to Nana's horror. Popo returned, his mallet covered with the blood of the dead seals. "You were saying?"
Nana had her hands by her mouth, but she shrugged, picking up her mallet. "Eh, there's probably a hundred more where they came from." She then glanced beyond Popo and gasped, pointing towards the eastern direction. "Popo, behind you, look!"
Popo turned around, to see a lumbering polar bear with shades and pink shorts approaching them. A devious smirk appeared across his face, raising his hammer. "This is what I climb big, freezing mountains for."