BOOM!
"WHAT THE HELL!?" exclaimed Mario, falling off the counter he was sleeping on and onto the floor.
"HEY THERE BUDDY! YA MISS ME!?" exclaimed Crazy Hand, floating through the broken doorway."I KEPT GETTING LOST EVERY TIME THE GPS SAID TURN RIGHT!"
The restroom door flew open and Marth backflipped out of it, his sword drawn and toilet paper stuck to his left boot. "Mario, I heard the commotion and I am ready to-" Marth began, flourishing his weapon while looking around. He stopped when he saw Crazy Hand."Wh-"
"HEY THERE MARTH! THAT'S A REALLY POINTY SWORD!" remarked Crazy Hand, floating around the restaurant before stopping at the front counter."DON'T POINT THAT ME OTHERWISE I MAY BLOW YA AWAY!"
Crazy Hand made a gun gesture and fired an energy beam at the fryer, turning it into a giant bull that quickly vanished into thin air. Mario and Marth both exchanged worried glances before looking at Crazy Hand, who was busy pointing at stuff.
"Crazy?" asked Mario, raising his hand slowly.
"YES!?" sung Crazy Hand, turning and pointing at Mario.
"I don't mean to be rude, but what the hell are you doing here!?"
Crazy Hand stroked an invisible beard before snapping his fingers.
"GLAD YOU ASKED! SEE I WAS MAKING MY WAY DOWNTOWN, WALKING FAST-"
"Faces past and I'm homebound!" sung Marth.
"DODODODO...DUN-DUN-NAH….DODODO!" chimed Crazy Hand shaking himself.
"Staring-"
"Could you hurry this up?" Mario dug in his ear, staring blankly at the events that were happening." I don't wanna-"
"THEN I GOT HUNGRY SO I WENT TO CHROM'S PLACE AND THEN I WONDERED HOW YOU THREE WERE DOING! SO HERE I AM!"
Mario and Marth exhaled loudly, their cheeks puffed up and their minds confused to no end.
"SO WHERE'S LUCINA!? I'VE BEEN MEANING TO ASK HER IF SHE'S A CROSS DRESSER BUT SHE ALWAYS RUNS AWAY FROM ME!"
"Oh, she's…..actually, where is Lucina? She hasn't been here in like, what? A few months?"
"Probably still has those burns on her face from the fryer."
Marth pointed at the fryer that was now gone.
"REST IN PEPPERONIS, SCRUB!"
"Crazy Hand, why are you shouting?"
The two of them just stood there, staring at the floating hand that convulsed violently every second for at least thirty seconds.
"I dunno. I DUNNO! ANYWAYS, SEE YA! I HAVE TO GO FIND PIT!"
And with that the hand vanished into thin air in a puff of pepperoni's, leaving the two alone.
"Well, now we know that Crazy Hand's finally arrived, I wonder who else we may have coming in?" quipped Mario.
"Ten dollars and a Big Mac on Pittwo," remarked Marth, shooting a confident glance at Mario.
"Twenty dollars and me running around the shop naked on Cloud," returned Mario, smiling.
"You are on!" exclaimed Marth.
The two clapped the other's outstretched hand in their own, sealing the deal with two vigorous shakes.
"May the best Smasher win!" They chimed in unison.