A/N: Well good news, we managed to steal… I mean borrow our cousins' Wii so we can play Skyward Sword. So far my one impression is… Ghirahim is weird. I also have a CONSPIRACY THEORY about one of the characters but I'll see if I'm right…

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Now that the water in the temple was purified, Pichu was able to revisit the room with the stone block and rescue a Stray Fairy that had been trapped underwater. He then backtracked and worked his way through the overcomplicated mess of a final room, finding a bunch of additional Stray Fairies floating in bubbles and suffering numerous second-degree burns in the process.

Finally he had found all fifteen Stray Fairies and wandered into the boss's lair, while outside the temple the sun began to rise.

Dawn of
THE FINAL DAY
-24 Hours Remain-

"So, somewhere in here is the monster that kidnapped the princess and poisoned the swamp," said Clefairy as they looked around the ornate, circular room. "Well if you win the Grass-types are saved, and if you lose I get to watch you die. Looks like I'm good to go."

"I'm not gonna lose!" Pichu scoffed. "You shoulda seen the monsters I beat back in Hyrule! Dragons… dinosaurs… more dragons… anyway, whoever this punk is, he's no match for me!"

However, Pichu was very much unprepared for who that punk turned out to be. He suddenly grew a confused look and stared up at the ceiling as the sound of tribal drums started to fill the room… and his opponent came dropping down from the darkness above and crashed to the ground with enough force to throw Pichu off his feet. The electric rodent stared in shock as the imposing Pokémon hoisted up the huge shield he was holding, let out a bellow and began swinging his arm… which happened to double as a sword.

Towering over Pichu was a Gallade… an absolutely enormous Gallade covered in body paint and wearing a demonic mask over his face.

"BWA HA HA! What is this? Some foolish fool has infiltrated my dance hall?" he roared in a booming laugh. "So be it! Prepare to be obliterated by the awesomeness that is me, the mighty GALLADE!"

Pichu was dumbfounded. "Okaaaaaay… well Termina has more unique bosses, I'll give them that."

"Silence, philistine!" Gallade bellowed, swinging his arm-sword-thing right at Pichu. He screamed and backflipped out of the way, and Gallade started advancing on him while doing a funky tribal dance all the while.

"Well, looks like I'm not needed here. Have fun, you two," said Clefairy, sitting against the wall and sipping from a slurpy cup.

"YOU COULD BE HELPING ME YOU KNOW!" Pichu screamed.

"Go Pichu. Woo hoo."

"Surrender now, you insignificant flea! You cannot hope to triumph over my super awesome dance moves!" Gallade declared, nimbly hopping back and forth and slicing his arm at Pichu at every angle. Pichu was reduced to screaming and swearing incoherently as he frantically ducked and rolled from side to side.

"All right, enough of this crap! Time to do what heroes do and kill something!" Pichu shouted, pulling out his Leaf Blade. "YEEEEEAAUUUUUUGGHHHH!" he bellowed as he hoisted it above his head and charged at Gallade, only for his opponent to spin kick him into a wall.

"Walls… my old foe…" Pichu grumbled.

"Haha! Do you see now? I am invincible!" laughed the masked jungle warrior. "Wait – I cannot continue this battle without the proper ambiance! Frank! Morty! Prepare the background music!"

"Right away, sir," sighed one of two Mothims who had floated down from the ceiling, and both of them began pounding out a tribal rhythm on a set of drums.

"Ooh! Yeah! Feel the awesome!"

Meanwhile, Pichu had finally pulled himself up and realized Gallade was distracted. He grew a wicked grin as he pulled out his Leaf Blade and charged forward, then let out a high-pitched shriek as he leapt into the air and drove his weapon into Gallade's thigh.

"ACK! Hey, no fair! I was in the middle of something!" Gallade shouted at him, immediately resuming his wild swinging. Pichu couldn't get out of the way fast enough and was struck broadside by his arm, screaming as he was sent tumbling across the room.

"Ow… okay, I'm getting sick of this already. Gimme that," Pichu snapped at one of the Mothims, grabbing its drum away and hurling it right at Gallade, striking him in the head.

"OW! YOU &*?#ING SON OF A – I mean, curses! It's time for me to call backup!" He started spinning around in a circle as he stomped the ground and crazily waved his arms in the air. "TO MEEEEEEE, MY INSECT FRIENDS!"

"What in the name of – " Pichu was cut off as at least a dozen large Spinaraks suddenly dropped down from the darkness and crawled directly toward him.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHH! I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH THIS!" he shrieked, flailing his arms as the oversized spiders all swarmed over him.

"MOO HOO HA HA HA! Now, BEHOLD my amazing and spirit-crushing VICTORY DANCE!" Gallade laughed as he demonstrated his dance, which mainly consisted of hopping from foot to foot and waving his arms like a monkey.

"So how's it going with you?" Clefairy asked a Spinarak who was also watching the fight.

"Meh, fine I guess. What about you?"

"Well I'm following around that yellow idiot for some reason because he thinks he can save the world. I'm basically counting the days at this point."

"That's cool. Gallade's a bro but his benefits aren't great. Plus he's, y'know, murderous and completely insane."

Meanwhile, Pichu had finally gotten the sense to bust out his Leaf Blade and hack all the offending spiders to pieces. "All right asshole, you're goin' down!" he shouted. "Clefairy, I figured it out! The only way I can beat this guy is by using his own strengths against him!"

"Uh, that sounds good. What did you have in mind?"

"I'm going to beat this guy the only way I can think of at the moment – " He struck a pose. "BY DANCING!"

Clefairy stared at him. "What."

Gallade was not amused. "You FOOL! You DARE disrespect the sacred tradition of my funky chicken dance? PREPARE TO DIE!"

He suddenly started jumping around and letting out a tribal chant, and then a huge ring of fire sprang up around him and Pichu. The rodent shrieked and jumped away from the flames just as Gallade started swinging his arms at him, and then he quickly dropped into a spinning breakdance, parrying each one of Gallade's strikes as he swung his leg around and around and kicked the masked warrior's arm out of the way.

"They're breakdance fighting!" cheered the Spinarak.

Clefairy sat gawking at this before slowly looking down at her slurpy cup. "What is in this stuff?"

"IMPOSSIBLE! This cannot be!" Gallade roared in frustration. "Frank! Morty! Get in there and do something!"

"You only pay us to play the drums, sir," said Morty. Or maybe it was Frank.

"Bah! Fine then! I shall dispatch him MYSELF!"

He came dancing/running/whatever at Pichu with the intent of finishing him right there, but Pichu grew a knowing smirk, dropped to the ground and started doing the worm, causing Gallade to trip over him and crash to the ground.

"THAT'S IT! YOU THREW OFF MY DANCE! I'M KILLING YOU NOW!"

"Not today, freakshow! HERALD MY FURYYYYYYYY!" Pichu screamed, hoisting his Leaf Blade over his head and leaping into the air to deliver the final blow.

Pichu used Leaf Blade! Pichu's attack missed!

"WHAT THE F – okay, let me do that again," he muttered, turning around and stabbing Gallade right through the chest.

"AAAAAARRGHHHH!" Gallade screamed, frenetically dancing around in his death throes before finally collapsing to the ground and being spontaneously consumed by blue fire. Pichu stood back and watched as he burned away until all that remained of him was his mask.

"…Well, I really have no words for what just happened," Clefairy said, then noticed that Pichu was examining the mask. "Pichu, that thing is a relic of unspeakable evil that gave that monster all his power. You shouldn't touch it."

"Da-na-na-naaaaaaaa! I've seized Gallade's Remains!" Pichu cheered, holding the mask above his head.

"All right, screw it," Clefairy grumbled as the room suddenly began to flood with light. Pichu and Clefairy started to glow before they were quickly teleported away and vanished out of the room.

"…Uh, so what do we do now?" Frank asked Morty.

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When the light died away, Pichu and Clefairy found themselves standing up on a tall platform in the middle of an enormous, cloudy green expanse. Their surroundings were blurred and hard to distinguish, and there were a bunch of bubbles floating around for some reason.

"Oh great… I think those mushrooms are coming back to me," Pichu groaned as he looked around.

"Where are we?" Clefairy wondered. Then she noticed someone standing off in the distance and her eyes widened. "And what's that?"

Pichu looked where Clefairy was looking and noticed the giant Pokémon standing amid the green mist and gazing back at them. Through the blurriness and the distance it was just barely distinguishable as a Regirock.

"Uh oh. Uh… you distract it and I'll aim for the groin."

"Pichu, I don't think it wants to fight. In fact, I think it's… trying to talk to us."

Sure enough, the Regirock suddenly leaned back and let out a low, slow wail that drifted over to Pichu and Clefairy (how it did that without a face was up for debate). Clefairy listened cautiously and suddenly realized it was singing.

"You hear that? What are you waiting for? Get out your Pokéflute!" she said. Pichu reluctantly complied, and in what he would later look back on not-so-fondly as the trippiest thing he'd done on this adventure so far, he listened to the giant singing chunk of rock and played back its song, the Oath to Order. Which really wasn't a song at all but just an arpeggio. Whoever wrote it was apparently just a lazy ass.

Once Pichu had done that the Regirock let out one more long wail before it faded out of sight, and Clefairy listened and realized what it was saying.

"…'Call us'. That's what it's saying."

"How the hell can you tell that?"

"I have to figure out your train of thought all the time. This is nothing compared to that."

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With the death of Gallade, the curse that had been placed on the Southern Swamp was instantly lifted. Outside the Woodfall Temple, the swamp water suddenly began to churn as all the poison was drained away, and within moments it had changed from purple to blue and life was restored to the swamp. Of course, it was still a smelly and depressing hellhole. What are you gonna do.

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Pichu and Clefairy suddenly materialized in a small room in the lower part of the temple which led out into the now-purified swamp.

"That Pokémon we saw… it must have been the spirit that was sealed inside that mask… one of those four people Cleffa was talking about," Clefairy said to herself, looking very thoughtful. "I guess this means there's three more of them out there that we have to rescue, huh?"

Pichu frowned. "Why? What did they ever do for us?"

Clefairy suddenly remembered Pichu was there. "Oh, hey! Back there, you were…"

Pichu grinned, preparing for a compliment. "Yeah?"

"…a complete idiot! I'm completely convinced that you're a stain on the earth and if I had the chance to steal your horse again I'd do it with glee."

Much to her surprise, Pichu actually beamed at that. "Aw, thanks C-Money! You're so much nicer to me than most people!" he said, giving her a hug.

"…Well, that backfired."

"Hey! Is somebody out there?" came a voice from behind them. They both turned around and realized that behind them was small room covered up by vines.

"Someone's trapped in there! I shall take care of this!" Pichu declared, valiantly hacking at the vines with his Leaf Blade. Meanwhile Clefairy just walked in the larger uncovered entrance to the left.

"Who are you two?" asked the Pokémon in the room, who turned out to be none other than the kidnapped Princess Lilligant. "Wait a minute… did Pansage send the two of you over here to rescue me?"

"You bet!" Pichu cheered. "I'm Pichu, your heroic savior, and this is my loyal sidekick! She totally digs me, you know."

"I'm just waiting for the right moment to kill him, to be honest," said Clefairy.

"Well, it's good to know that Pansage made it back all right," sighed Princess Lilligant. "I was afraid Father would think that he was the one who kidnapped me, and he'd do something ridiculous like using the Basculins or something."

Pichu and Clefairy glanced at each other. "Uh, yeah, about that…" Clefairy began slowly.

The princess realized what they were going to say. "What? You're sh*tting me!" she shrieked, punching Pichu in the head out of exasperation and knocking him to the ground. "Father, you imbecile! Every time you use the Basculins they get loose and kill everyone! Mr. Pichu, we have to get back to the palace right now! Don't you have something you can carry me in?"

Clefairy gave her a weird look. "Any particular reason you can't just walk back yourself? It's like two minutes away."

"I'M A PRINCESS DAMMIT! I don't get paid to walk by myself! Now can you help me or can't you?"

Pichu looked confused. "Well… all I really have is…"

He slowly pulled out his Empty Bottle, looking back and forth several times between it and the much, much larger princess.

"…This is gonna be awkward."

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A/N: Odolwa is just about my favorite Zelda boss ever, so I had to make that a good one. Hope I succeeded.