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Problems With Crickets

A Toad was sitting on a chair, writing on a notepad. "So… tell me where this problem started." He said, looking up to see that his client… was none other than Hooktail, lying on a crushed lounging couch.

"Well… it all started when my brother Gloomtail dared me to eat insects when I was a younger dragon. I didn't have any problems with eating ants, grasshoppers, ladybugs, praying mantis, bumblebees and what not… but then he dared me to eat a cricket. I didn't think about it too much after I ate one, but… then I got food poisoning that lasted about a week."

"Hmm… so that's why you're afraid of crickets. You got food poisoning that lasted about a week."

"Yes… and all because I fell for my brother's trickery!"

"Well… older siblings do tend to trick their younger brothers. Believe me, I have six older sisters…"

"I'm a girl, actually…"

"Oh, really? Apologies, I didn't know… but aside from that. I believe you need to conquer this fear of yours so you won't have any problems eating crickets. Just because you ate one bad cricket doesn't mean all of them are bad. Come, let us go for a walk."

A little bit later…

"Exactly why are we out here at dusk?" Hooktail asked.

"Simple. If you want to conquer your fear, you must confront it." He instructed. "Now, you hear those crickets chirping?"

"Y-yes… ugh… I don't feel so hot…"

"Don't let your fear control you. Conquer it! Look at the cricket! Don't let it know that you fear it. You need to let it fear YOU." He said. "Now, roar at that cricket!"

Hooktail glared at the crickets and then roared loudly… and then a cricket curiously crawled up Hooktail's leg. "Oh god! It's touching me! I'M FREAKING OUT! AAAAAAAAAAH!" Hooktail screamed and took off, leaving the cricket behind.

"I've dealt with many unusual fears from my patients… but this one?" He cracked his neck, then his knuckles. "I'm not gonna rest until this dragon conquers her fears or my name isn't Tort T.!" He exclaimed. "First… I'm gonna need a costume!"

Later…

Hooktail was busy burning down a village, roaring loudly as everyone was screaming. "Hey you!" A voice yelled as Hooktail turned her attention to Tort T… in a cricket costume. "Yeah you!"

"Yagh! The Crickets got bigger!"

"Relax! It's only me!" He said, uncovering his mask.

"Oh… what are you doing?"

"I've resorted to many things for my patients, this is nothing new." Tort T. said. "Now…" He put his mask back on. "I want you to get over this fear!"

"…No thanks, I'm not interested." Hooktail said as she walked off, but Tort T. had an idea and ran over, punching the dragon's back leg. "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Punching you, of course!" He said, punching her again.

"Quit it!"

"You're letting these crickets get to you! They're punching you!"

"Leave me alone!"

"Yeah, I'll leave you alone… because you're not the dragon you think you are!"

Hooktail stopped walking and turned around. "What… did you say to me?"

"You heard me. Oh look at me, I'm just a tiny little cricket and I found out the biggest baddest dragon is afraid of lil' ol' me! You, my beloved dragon, are a poser!"

"I am NOT!"

"Big ol' fearsome dragon! That's what you are? I've seen better dragons, you're just a big ol' loser!"

"I'm warning you!"

"Neener neener neener! You can't eat me because you're afraid I'll give you food poisoning! I wonder if I should crawl over your face? Or maybe I'll keep talking smack about you, you big. Ugly. Loser."

"ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT!" Hooktail yelled, having enough of the taunting and towered over him.

"W-wait! Wait! It's just me! Your doctor! I'm not really a- don't open your mouth! DON'T YOU DARE!" He yelled… before getting gobbled up by Hooktail.

"There… that'll take care of that little freak. Wait… oh no, not again!" Hooktail groaned.

Inside her belly…

"In hindsight, I probably shouldn't have bullied a dragon." Tort T. grumbled.

"So…" A Toad caught his attention. "What are you in for?"

The Misadventures of Isabelle

Ridley roared as he threw the Ice Climbers off of the stage of an Omega Brinstar and spiked them down before they could recover. "Bring in my next opponent! I can do this all day!" He declared.

At this moment, a certain yellow Shih Tzu appeared on the stage. "Hello!"

"Good! Now for my next… chall…en…ger…" Ridley looked at Isabelle. "What. The heck. Is this?"

"Hiya!" Isabelle waved. "I hope we'll have a fun time!"

Ridley took one look at Isabelle and started laughing. "You gotta be kidding me! There's no way you will land a single hit on me! I've already got this in the bag!"

"Oh, you shouldn't be so cocky, mister Ridley! It's bad for your health." Isabelle advised.

"I'll show YOU bad for your health! COME HERE!" Ridley roared and went after her, and was launched back after Isabelle popped a party popper. "Gah! What are you gonna do, party me to death? I'm gonna cook you up good!" He exclaimed.

Ten seconds later…

"The winner is, Isabelle!"

"Thank you!" Isabelle waved and looked at the KO'd Ridley. "Oh! I hope I wasn't too rough on you!"

"Ugh… anyone got the license plate number on that spaceship?"

Isabelle walked over to the closet to grab something, humming to herself as she struggled to pull something out. "Mmph… mmmph! MMMMPH!" She grunted. "Come on!" She exclaimed before she snapped her fingers, using the Pocket ability on a very big dumbbell on it as she grabbed her files. "Might as well do some filing while I wait for my match!" She said, putting the dumbbell back and walked off… and then Bowser walked by, and due to his stomping, the dumbbell fell and landed right on his foot.

"YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!" Bowser yelled, hopping on his foot and putting his hands on his other foot.

Blake hid behind a couch, then she hid behind a counter, then a plant and then from behind the TV. "How can there be another dog here?! It's bad enough Duck Hunt and Wolf are here!" She complained, seeming to be very paranoid as she quickly walked through the hallway. "Okay, just need to get to the cafeteria and meet up with Peach and Daisy." She said.

Right on cue, Isabelle walked out of a room behind Blake, seeming to be Villager's and walked out, seeing Blake walking away. "Hey! Blake, was it?"

Blake froze, turning her head to see Isabelle in fear. "O-Oh! U-Uh… hi…"

"We haven't formally met!" Isabelle kindly smiled. "I'm Isabelle, the mayor's secretary! And what's yours?"

"Uh… uh… I… I…" Blake was frozen stiff. "Um… CAN'T TALK RIGHT NOW!" She yelled and ran off screaming, leaving Isabelle in the dust.

"Wait! Don't leave! I just want to be friends with you!" Isabelle said and chased after her, but Blake quickly used a smoke bomb to get Isabelle off of her trail. "…Aww… I was hoping we would chat…" Isabelle sighed and walked off sulkingly, unaware that Blake was right above her on a beam.

"Phew. Ninja vanish successful."

You Did WHAT to Yang?!

"I have to say, Church… you're not as bad as people say you are." Taiyang said as he was walking with him.

"Exactly! I'm not totally this jerk that people think I am." Church said. "Sure, people get on my nerves but it's not my fault I snap at them!"

Taiyang chuckled. "Believe me… I'm that way with Qrow all the time." He said.

"I imagine." Church said. "Ya know… no offense, but Yang can get on my nerves all the time."

"Yang? Oh come on, my daughter can't be that bad."

"Every five seconds, she makes a really bad pun!"

"Where do you think she gets it from?" Taiyang asked with a smile.

Church facepalmed. "Of course she does…" He grumbled.

"Yang's not bad. She's really friendly once she gets to know you… and a bit flirty if you're a guy. I'm sure she forgives you for snapping at her or did whatever to her. You didn't do anything to her, did you?"

"Well, there was this one time that I shot at Yang…" Church said.

"…YOU DID WHAT?!" Taiyang yelled.

"Wait, you didn't let me finish. It was on accident. You see, we were trying to take down this castle that was stubborn enough to not die, so I tried shooting it, but instead it ricocheted and nearly hit Yang. I think it was after Sarge used Grif as a battering ram…"

"You nearly shot down my daughter… ACCIDENT OR NOT, YOU ALMOST KILLED HER!"

"Wait wait wait! It was an accident, I swear!" Church exclaimed, but he didn't want to hear it as Tai quickly punched the daylights out of Church before tying his own body in a pretzel knot before walking off in a huff, and then Church's ghost body appeared next to his mangled body. "I hate it when people jump to conclusions like that"

No Bad Luck

Waluigi studied Qrow from afar, watching through binoculars as everything was going screwy as Qrow casually walked around, such as windows breaking, fire hydrants bursting without warning, cars exploding, anvils falling on people, and what have you.

"Interesting… bad luck follows him everywhere." Waluigi mused and then rubbed his chin in thought, and then snapped his fingers. "I got it! That green loser has his own fair share of bad luck… if I can just get him to hang out with the drunk uncle, major bad luck will happen to him and that green loser will be out of the picture… and then I'll have a chance to be in that Ultimate tournament! Wahahahaha! It's genius!" He exclaimed and ran off. "Hey Luigi!" He yelled out to him.

"Hmm?" Luigi turned to him as he was chatting with Captain Toad.

"You see that guy over there?" He asked, pointing over to Qrow. "I want you to go hang out with him!"

Luigi paled. "H-him? I've heard horrible things about him! How bad luck follows him wherever he goes!"

"That's just superstition! Go have fun!" Waluigi said, kicking Luigi hard over to Qrow. "Have fun! Don't break anything! Wahahaha!"

"…Just what are you up to?" Captain Toad asked suspiciously.

Luigi landed near Qrow, and then he looked at the plumber. "Oh, hey Luigi." Qrow said.

"H-hi…" Luigi greeted in a scared tone.

"What's wrong? You look like you've seen a ghost. Is a Boo pestering you?"

"N-No… I… I was just hearing some bad stuff about you and I didn't know if it was true."

"Bad stuff? Oh, you mean that bad luck thing? Eh, I've never really noticed. Come on, let's go take a walk around. I'd like to get to know more about you."

Luigi paled. "O-Okay…" He said as he walked off with Qrow, completely scared while unaware, Waluigi was rubbing his hands together devilishly.

"Bye bye, Luigi! Wahahaha!" He laughed and then proceeded to spy on them for a few hours, which to his surprise, nothing bad happened at all. In fact, Luigi had eased up to Qrow and were talking about many different things. "What is going on? Why is nothing bad happening to Luigi?!" He asked.

It was as if Qrow's and Luigi's bad luck cancelled each other out…

"Really! You tried being a doctor?" Qrow asked.

"Yeah… but, it never really worked out." Luigi sighed.

"Being a doctor isn't for everyone. Have you tried something else?"

"Well, I-"

"OKAY, I'VE SEEN ENOUGH!" Waluigi yelled, running over and kicking Luigi far away. "What happened! Your bad luck was supposed to have bad things happen to that loser!"

"That loser happens to be a good friend and you ought to respect him that way." Qrow said.

"Grrr… I'm going to be hanging out with you! Let's go!" Waluigi said, dragging Qrow away… and suddenly, a piano fell right on top of the lanky purple guy, freeing his grip from Qrow as a few Bulky Bob-Ombs landed on the piano and exploded… and a semi truck drove by and ran over said piano.

"…Ouch. You might want to get that looked at." He said and turned away. "Hey Luigi! Where are you?" He asked.

Later, at the hospital…

"So… what happened?" Dr. Mario asked as Waluigi was in a full body cast.

"Horrible… horrible bad luck…" He groaned.

Funny enough, I immediately thought of a skit involving Ridley getting his butt handed to him by Isabelle, and then I see Red mentioning Blake getting absolutely paranoid over her and I thought "Ooooh, potential!" so here we are!