This time, on Smashing McDonald's, we find that our two favorite heroes are in the midst of a great battle between hunger and sanity. That's right, the lunch rush has finally hit their restaurant and it's coming down pretty fast. So fast that even Sonic couldn't keep up-even when he stepped up. Guess he was too slow after all.
"MARTH SONIC IS DOWN! I REPEAT: SONIC IS DOWN!" exclaimed Mario, running and backflipping over another knocked over meal from Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings."AND IF YOU CAN'T BEHAVE THE HELL OUTT-AH HERE!"
"ORDER UP! TABLE NUMBER SEVENTY-TWO!" barked Wario, sliding a tray on the counter before quickly running back to the kitchen.
Pit quickly scooped up the tray and ran around the restaurant looking for table number seventy-two only to find out there wasn't a table number seventy-two.
"TWO MCDOUBLES ON A TRIPLE ORDER UP!" barked Wario, sliding three trays filled to the brink with fries and burgers.
"WHAT IS A TRIPLE ORDER UP!?" screamed Pit, running to grab the trays." AND THERE'S NO TABLE SEVENTY-TWO!"
"FOR THE LAST TIME, IKE, WE DO NOT SERVE FRIED CHICKEN HERE!" yelled Marth into the drive-thru microphone before turning to a random object behind him." CAN SOMEONE PLEASE KNOCK HIM OUT OF THIS STAGE!"
"THERE ARE GORILLAS ON THE ROOF THROWING BANANAS AT PEOPLE!" exclaimed One of the Customers, storming into the restaurant with a banana peel on his head."CAN YOU GET RID OF THEM!"
Somebody bumps into Mario, causing Mario to bump into the table he was walking by, knocking a drink onto the floor.
"CLEAN UP TABLE TWENTY-ONE!" screamed Mario, backflipping over a passing customer while delivering his meal to another table.
"SEE WE HAVE TABLE TWENTY-ONE TABLES BUT NO TABLE SEVENTY-TWO!" exclaimed Pit, running out of the bathroom and out of the door.
"REV UP THOSE DAMN FRYERS! WE'VE GOT THE ENTIRE SMASH BROS TEAM COMING IN AND THEY'RE HUNGRIER THAN WARIO ON A FRIDAY!" exclaimed Link, tossing his shield at the overflowing soda machine, smashing it to pieces.
"NEED A MARIO BRO TO GET THE BACKUP BEVERAGE MACHINE! CODE: SODA!" bellowed Marth.
"GOTCHA!" exclaimed Luigi, backflipping to the rescue.
"WHERE IS TABLE NUMBER SEVENTY-TWO! I RAN OVER TO CHROM'S SHOP AND THEY HAVE NO TABLE SEVENTY-TWO!" exclaimed Pit, running back into the store and running around in circles.
Meanwhile, at Chrom's place, everything was going rather smoothly as the workers worked somewhat hard. It was sort of a slow day for them, being a Monday and all, but it felt a little too slow. Chrom was busy drinking a cup of coffee, watching as his rivals struggled with the lunch rush. Under his command, the entire store wouldn't have had a single problem to face and would have had every single customer satisfied. But alas, it was under Lucina's rule and she wasn't there at the moment. May Naga have sympathy on their souls, thought Chrom before heading back into his store.
"TABLE NUMBER SEVENTY-TWO! IS THIS SOME SORT OF SICK JOKE!?" exclaimed Pit, running down the street with three trays of food in his arms.
"SAITAMA HAS COMETH!" shouted Marth, throwing a fryer out the drive-thru window."HIDE!"
"WHAT'RE YOU SAYING!?" exclaimed Mario, watching as Marth hide in the locker in the drive-thru window.
"I DON'T KNOW BUT STOP THIS MADNESS FOR ME MY FELLOW COMRADE!" exclaimed Marth.
"THE GORILLAS ARE STEALING THE PAULINE'S!" exclaimed One of the customers, pointing at a random woman that was being kidnapped by Donkey Kong.
"CALL THE POLICE! I CAN'T FIND MA BOI!" exclaimed Bowser, roaring in the middle of the store before smashing a nearby table.
"THE CUSTOMERS ARE TURNING INSATIABLE!" exclaimed Link, diving underneath the table as a crowd of people began to ransack the place.
Mario jumped on the counter, pointing a finger at the horde while assuming a defensive stance.
"SMASHERS! REPEL THE ATTACKERS!" he screamed, before he was grabbed by the horde."ON SECOND THOUGHT EVERYMAN FOR THEMSELVES!"
Ding!
"Oh, it's six," said Every Customer in usion as they stopped what they were doing.
One by one, the horde turned into peaceful customers who slowly exited the restaurant, going home to whatever awaited them. Some even talked amongst themselves, saying that they should do this again the next Monday.
The Smashers sighed in relief, hitting the floor without even thinking as they survived yet another Monday of The Lunch Rush.
"Hey, where's Pit?" asked Marth, getting out of his locker slowly.
"WHERE IS TABLE NUMBER SEVENTY-TWO!?" exclaimed Pit, running down Luigi's Mansion with three trays of food on his arms.