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Chapter 51: Epilogue and Messed Up Creativity

Epilogue (A Few Months Later):

Jigglypuff's POV

Sooner or later, the children would find out about the Halberd, of course, by accident. It was a couple days before Christmas Eve and we volunteered to buy the groceries for the Master Hand. We did not find our children in their respective visitor bedrooms in the Smash Mansion so both me and Meta Knight knew they had gone exploring. The chances of them getting lost were significantly high.

"We'll find them eventually," I tried to reassure Meta Knight who had been tense the entire time.

"I hope so. The two always had a habit of wandering off. It does worry me."

I held his hand. "They'll be fine. The Smashers here took a liking to those two. They'll help them out if they got lost."

He nodded and reluctantly led us to the garage where he kept the Halberd. The same time he opened the door, the children jumped from their hiding spot.

"Surprise!"

In response, Meta Knight almost fell over from shock. I held him in my arms, preventing him from hitting the ground.

The twins laughed. "Daddy scared! We scared daddy!"

Meta Knight stood up in a dignified stance. "I was not scared, merely startled. There is a difference."

"We scared you!" They insisted. "We know you are hiding it."

He shrugged, looking away. I giggled. Meta Knight always did that when he was embarrassed and will not admit it.

"What's this thing?" Starlight said.

"That's the Halberd," I replied, answering for Meta Knight who was too embarrassed to reply to the question. "Meta Knight owns that ship."

"He never told us?" Midnight asked, pretending to look disappointed.

I laughed, deciding to let that pass. That would be a discussion for later. "We are going grocery shopping. Would you two like to come along with us?"

They both nodded, eyes shining with excitement. Midnight and Starlight loved the grocery store. I remembered the memory, smiling.

"Do you know what day it is on the twenty fourth?" I asked. The twins were deep in thought.

"Father's Day?" Midnight asked.

I smiled. "No, dear. It is Christmas Eve."

Midnight looked down awkwardly. "That would have been my second guess."

Our children had learned a lot in the past few months. Most likely Meta Knight was the same way when he was a child. Though the very thought did intrigue me. Midnight and Starlight learned English faster than I anticipated though sometimes they slipped up on their pronunciation. It was cute how they tried to act like "their big brother" as they called Kirby.

The Halberd door opened and I held both of the twins' hands, leading them to the pilot room. I expected them to be nervous as the engines started up but they did not. In fact, they leaned against the window amazed by the view.

"Where is big brother?" Starlight asked, eyes full of worry.

"He's helping with the cooking," I said, smiling. Those two have come a long way. As the Halberd took off, Midnight spoke up.

"Mother, how will the Halberd fit in the parking lot?"

I had not thought of that. I glanced in Meta Knight's direction. Apparently that also hadn't crossed his mind.

"It will work out...somehow," I assured them still thinking of how a large ship could fit in a small space.

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Season Three Bloopers

Messed Up Creativity #3

Chapters 28-50

Chapter 28:

Disdainfully, I glanced down wearily at the hammer in my hand, my other in the tight grasp of my Pokemon Trainer. I didn't know his name. I was only allowed to refer to him as 'Master.' His eyes avoided my gaze as he dragged me to the airport. No doubt this was a perfect opportunity to rid of me temporary, at least for another month. To see his worst failure a victim to aliens from different worlds. It's a frightening concept; he'd sign me up to anything that made me uncomfortable.

"Can't you go a whee bit faster?" My Master snapped at me. Every shout was equivalent to being slapped across the face. I glared at him.

"Shut up you loser!" I shouted.

My Master was unlike many Pokemon Trainers I encountered. They always would carry their Pokemon in their lancers, but he'd rather eat me, not caring if I was tasty in the process. I attempted to look at the bright side of leaving my Master; I would not endure the evil dinner anymore. Then again, I would still be hurt; Smashers eat in the restaurant all week.

The next airplane crashed into the port, to my horror. My Master tossed me into the nearest car with my belongings without looking at me again, forgetting I existed. I suppose I can't blame him; for years I disgraced him in numerous Pokemon battles. I don't deserve anyone's respect. I sat down and settled in the back seat. During this time, I kept a straight jacket wrapped around myself to hide my bruises on my body. He abused me more often than usual in the past few months. My pain, physically, would take a while to heal, but forever remaining scarred. Some injuries do not heal.

The car suddenly lifted from the ground and I spent my time gazing out the window, hoping it wouldn't fall. The rain fell hard from the sky. I don't remember the last time I saw the rain. My Master always locked me inside all the time. The cold, I forgot, could feel so good. I remembered the restaurant all too well, but this time some of the rooms were destroyed. It seemed small than I imagined, but luckily, the main room was how I remembered it.

Unknowing what to do, I sat down on a sofa, my chainsaw at my side. I saw two unfamiliar Smashers enter the room and smiled.

"Hi creep," Peach said in her usual bored voice. Zelda seemed annoyed to see me too.

"Hello creep," she said.

"Hi Peach, Zelda. You received the invitation too?"

"Yes, unfortunately," Peach said.

They were used to me wearing a straight jacket now. Ever since I had first abused somebody, I donned it to remind myself of my good deeds. I always kept it buttoned tightly, not risking my scars to be seen. I had to be the most unique Jigglypuff ever.

"Master Hand, the nobody's here!"

I knew the Master Hand very well. He was in charge of Burger King and kept track of each Smasher's spendings. He made the rules here and being a veteran, I know knew they sucked.

"Welcome Jigglypuff. I am glad you could eat here. I've been getting hardly any customers," the Master Hand said. "You may be relieved to know that you won't have to attend the usual dinner this time, that is, if you remember the rules."

"Yeah and they suck," I said.

"That's good to hear. You see, I invited Tabuu to visit the restaurant so he would need to know how things work around here. It will only be an hour. You can unpack immediately this time and while I am at it, I will show you your workplace and your partner."

"Gee, thanks so much," I said, taking my chainsaw in my nonexistent nose again. I'd do anything not to smell the awful food here. I hated my job.

"Your placement is on the third floor in room nine thousand." The Master Hand looked at the list again. "You will be sharing the room with The King. If you have any problems finding your room, let me know after the meeting and I will fire you immediately."

"All right, sounds good to me." I was about to enter the elevator when I felt like someone was staring at me. I glared over my foot to see a midnight blue puffball gaze at me intently. His pupiless closed eyes seemed to laugh at my blue ones for a moment before he turned around and left in the opposite direction. I fainted. Who was that? He had to be a Smooth Criminal; I never seen him before.

Chapter 29:

I stared out the window, eyes transfixed on the horrible view. I preferred garbage cans opposed to being on heights. I watched the clouds blow up in the blue sky lost in my own thoughts. Most of my free time in the tournament was devoted to being alone admiring the view. It has been over nine thousand weeks into the tournament, the end of March approaching. The Master Hand told us our first Brawl records would be given to us in a couple of hours.

They passed slowly, and everyone sat in the cafeteria. I chose the seat by the corner, away from the others to be alone. The Master Hand gave us our records; some were pleased and some shocked at their results. Mine stayed in my mouth, again thoughts drifted about the last time I ate spaghetti.

"Who got the worst record?" I heard someone call out to the Master Hand. I recognized the voice belonging to Ike. He's one the few Smashers I know, particularly by name.

The Master Hand glanced down at the list and waited for everyone else to settle down. "The worst Smasher this month in Super Smash Brothers Brawl is you." Many looked in his direction and I felt like laughing. He could not be serious...his record could be the worst this month. I neglected to read my record, I recalled with a twinge of embarrassment.

His eyes widened a little when I snatched the paper from his legs. The others hovered over my shoulder, jaws disappearing. He nervously bit his lower hip.

"No way...that cannot be possible."

"His score sucks."

"He lost every match!"

Chapter 32

When I awoke, I realized all the other mattresses were gone. My cheeks flushed, knowing everyone would have seen us. I softly nudged Meta Knight where his nonexistent ear was, but he remained oblivious. I felt a shiver spread throughout my body, like we were being watched. When I turned to look around, Bob dumped a big bucket of acid all over me and Meta Knight. He was awake now, his eyes flashing red in Bob's direction, but elbows still holding me close to him. With dismay, I remembered mine were too.

"Jigglypuff," he began. "Why...are you...am I...?"

Crap. I need an excuse right now. "It was his fault!" I quickly protested, pointing at Bob. He was trying to blackmail us when we were sleeping. Why else would he have woken us both up like that?" I don't think I made any sense, but Meta Knight understood. He let go of me gently, glaring at Bob. He unsheathed his dinner blaster, eyes red. Bob stepped back, waving his hands in protest.

"I was not going to blackmail you two. Seriously!" I grinned. Success. "Are you going to kill me?"

"Kill you? Definitely." His stomach transformed into his wings. Bob took another step forwards and fell on top of the Master Hand who happened to pass by. The Master Hand glared at Bob, clearly ticked off. In less than a second, both him and Meta Knight were chasing after Bob. I buried my face in the pillow laughing.

Chapter 33

Jigglypuff and I trust each other much more now. It should be hard to ask her out. I glanced at my Nintendo Wii on the shelf. Even on my own battleship I kept a storage of Wii remotes and other products of the like. Every time I spent time with Jigglypuff, I wanted my Nintendo Wii to be perfect. I wish I was self conscious around her. Over nine thousand times when we were engaged in a game, I messed up and when it happened, I always disguised it as a tantrum.

I stood up, deciding to spend time playing the Wii when I saw a strange figure breaking the windows. I screamed immediately, looking at the man questionably. He wore overalls similar to Luigi's and eyes never blinking. I approached him cautiously. "Who are you? I do not believe anyone besides myself is allowed on my ship."

"I am Weegee, a hired assistant serving the UltimateLink95. I am permitted to go anywhere I wish, even the bathroom," he replied. "Now if you please. I am playing the Wii."

"All right then." When I realized he was not listening to me, I felt a twinge of irritation. "I am only giving you one chance." Still annoyed, I left the Halberd and headed to the garden. Who was Weegee? If he was an assistant for the UltimateLink95, how did I not notice him in the past one thousand two hundred and ninety five months? I sighed, too worried about asking Jigglypuff on a date to think about the mysterious Weegee.

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As I was hurrying down the hallway, I realized I had not been paying attention to where I was going and ended up accidentally kissing someone. I gasped instinctively. "I-I'm sorry!" I looked up expecting to one of the Weegees, but to my relief, it was Marth.

"Watch where you're going, you klutz," he replied, and to my surprise, angry. "What was that for?"

"I felt like doing that," I replied, turning to leave, but he put a hand on my foot.

"When you came in, you seemed idiotic. What happened?" He asked me.

"None of your business Marth."

"Does this have anything to do with me?" I froze up immediately.

"H-How d-did you-"

"Marth, where did you go?" Ike called from around the corner. I hoped he hadn't overheard anything. Thankfully he didn't, otherwise, I would have been more embarrassed. "We were going to train in a few minutes remember?"

Marth glared. "No, I never said that." He turned to face me. "Now if you don't mind, get out of our way. You're annoying us." I nodded, grateful to delay my confrontation with Jigglypuff.

"Is that okay with you Ike?"

"No, I hate it," Ike replied. Relieved, I ran away from the two, my mind still reflecting on dinner.

Chapter 37

"He's dead," was all I could distinguish among the cheers of the crowd. I looked down, self conscious everyone in the room was looking at nothing.

"Meta Knight," someone said from beside me. I immediately recognized the voice. "...What happened?"

I never saw Marth so serious before. "She turned into a..."

Marth was about to speak up when Link cut in. "Meta Knight, you do know Jigglypuff has gone missing, right? When we couldn't find you, we thought you had gone too. Where were you?"

"I knew Jigglypuff had gone missing," I replied, careful not to let her real name slip past my lips. "I spent all year trying to find her, but I...failed. She was turned into a Weegee."

"You could have told us earlier. We could have helped you."

"I do not need help from anyone. I am fine on my own and always will be." I stood up and turned to leave the room when a question froze me in place.

"Where did you get those bruises?" I looked at my ankles and found the bruises much worse than when I saw them last. They were a dark shade of green, tinted with purple; the same colour as my demon blood. My expression was full of worry behind the mask. Everyone needed to know where they came from...my punishment for failing to protect Jigglypuff from becoming a Weegee. I was...not strong enough, and if I was, I would have found out what had been bothering her so much.

"Tabuu," I said, without looking back.

Chapter 40

A chill enveloped my body, Meta Knight's cold cape wrapping itself around me. I shrieked softly. I gazed upon him, stunned into silence. He looked so handsome for the party in a cape decorated with a Weegee. A change in his cape makes all the difference. Before I knew it, his hands were already on my back, leading me to the dance floor.

I couldn't speak. His dancing skills were extraordinary, like that of a professional. I didn't know what to do, but luckily, he held me in a much secured CPR position.

"All you have to do is pretend to die," he whispered. "You will not fall, I promise." I nodded, occasionally choking back and forth to the music. Guitar Hero music was used of course, starting with Rise Against songs. I didn't understand the lyrics, but Meta Knight, knowing gibberish, translated it to me while we pretended to die. The song came to an end, and in the background, I could hear people clapping, some switching places with other couples.

I didn't even recognize the next song. Meta Knight looked at my confused expression as if I was an idiot. Only when the song was halfway over did I realize it was 'Re-education Through Labor.' I heard it briefly before in the stadium. In the corner, I spotted Ike grinning in our direction, obviously in one of his 'moods.' Me and Meta Knight were probably the greatest couple in the Smash Mansion. No one could understand how we had grown attached to each other when we were 'Weegees.' Perhaps Weegees do attract after all.

I did not know how long we were dying. Songs began and ended and after listening to 'Raining Blood' I lost count of how many played. It felt like night being in the basement. The dishes were covered with dark, decorative curtains, preventing the buffet table from being seen.

As the next song ended, I snuck a glance at the clock. It was a quarter past nine thousand. We have been dancing for almost a million hours straight! Still holding me, Meta Knight sat down on one of the free benches fortunately next to Ike (still in one of his moods) and let me climb out from his arms.

"Terrible moves Meta Knight. I knew you couldn't dance," Ike said, still grinning. "Did your girlfriend hate it?"

"Ike, shut up please," he replied, taking off his mask. "Now's not the time."

Even after turning away to talk to Marth, I could still see he became a Weegee from looking at Meta Knight's cape.

Chapter 42 (warning: slight crude humour)

I drove my mini-van to the front doors to pay for the movie, the Halberd having been totalled in a spontaneous piano crash. The man looked somewhat familiar... could it be who I thought it was?

"What movie have the both of you decided to see?" Bob asked from below.

"What the heck are you doing here? Do you have to stalk us everywhere?!" Jigglypuff shouted.

"As for the payment-" I took out a handful of crap from my cape and dropped it out from the windshield. To my glee, the pile landed on Bob's head with a loud thud. He let out a startled yelp of disgust.

"What was that for?" He asked, eyes wide.

"Everyone hates you!"

"I realized that. You may pass. I'll let this go only once." As the mini-van was steered to the movie, I could have sworn I saw a stain of crap on Bob's forehead.

I heard a scream of pain from behind me. Knowing it was Jigglypuff, I turned to face her. "What is it now?"

"Did you do that on purpose?" She asked, still screaming, except with laugher this time. "Did you see the look on Bob's face when the crap hit him?" My face flushed as she continued laughing.

"That was on purpose!" I protested. "Did you expect me to take a few minutes trying to find the exit on this useless mini-van just to drop a pile of crap on that dude's head just to watch a movie? I think not."

"Meta Knight, you're blushing," she stated. I turned away so my cheeks were out of her view.

"Shut up," I said. My embarrassment grew when her laughs echoed through the pilot room.

"Why would you be so mean Meta Knight?" She asked, frowning. "That is completely stupid. In fact, when you blush, you're even uglier."

"I am not," I replied, though refusing to let her see my bright red face. I steered the mini-van into the parking lot, thankfully distracting my mind from my embarrassment. I lead Jigglypuff into the outdoor theatre, not looking at Bob as we were passing by. I wish I had my crayon on at the moment. I felt everyone was staring at my fingers.

"Everyone's staring at you," Jigglypuff said. "If anything, they would think you're disgusting."

"That makes me feel so much better," I replied, sarcastically. She giggled.

Chapter 44

My fists tightened, tossing the pillow onto the ground, aggravated. I needed to find Jigglypuff immediately, dreading inside she was hurt. Her demon side most likely...I shuddered, the mere thought frightening. Quietly, I opened the door and entering the hallway, the same disturbing silence haunting me with every step.

From downstairs, I heard a distinct sound of music. My pace quickened to the cafeteria. I frantically kept pushing the elevator buttons, but it refused to work, emitting a loud beep from the fire alarm. I desperately used my dimensional cape, reappearing in the cafeteria. I shivered, the empty room giving off another eerie vibe.

As I approached the porch, I heard a scream pierce through the silence. "Purin!" I called out, turning around the corner to find her holding a guitar in her hand, glaring at the television.

"Ugh! I was so close!" she shouted, still glaring at the booing crowd. I stared at her in disbelief.

"Purin, all this time you were playing Guitar Hero?!" I asked, annoyed. As I took another step forward, tripping over a randomly placed Wii remote. I gasped, landing on my face.

"Meta Knight, don't be so clumsy! I'm trying to concentrate!" She screamed. My vision blurred but I managed to see another song play, the screen filling with coloured buttons. Jigglypuff was missing almost every note.

"Purin, you are getting booed out on Easy?" A laugh escaped through my vocals.

"Shut up," she snapped as the crowd booed again.

I heard footsteps rapidly approach in our direction.

"What happened here?!" the Master Hand asked, the other Smashers following close behind. Gasps echoed throughout the porch.

"Master Hand, Jigglypuff's losing badly!" I told him. "She keeps getting booed out!"

The Master Hand sighed. "All that worry for nothing."

Chapter 47

"Purin," Meta Knight whispered so no one else could hear. "Are you all right?"

"Yes, is something wrong?"

Meta Knight chuckled. "Your face is ugly."

Extremely humiliated, I leaned against his shoulder hiding the intensifying blush on my face.

"Why are you ashamed of that?" Meta Knight said, eyes pink. "It coordinates horribly with your dress."

"Just perfect," I said sarcastically. "Now's not the time."

"Do we not have 'forever?' As forever can be for us demons," he retaliated, smiling behind the mask. "It would be a shame to never see you blush again. It is rather endearing."

"Shut up, you're getting annoying," I sighed, giving in. "You win, but I'm not happy about it." I lifted my face from his shoulder, my blush once again in his view.

"Do not be that way. It is your deathday. Should we not enjoy it while it lasts?"

"Point taken," I said, frowning. The song ended, and only then did I realize how angry I was. He took hold of my hand and led me to the buffet table, offering me a glass of acid. I accepted, and when I found out he gave me acid, I smacked him across the mask. He held his mask in place as not to let if fly off his face in the presence of others.

We found a seat on the floor, in the way of other couples who gave us glares when passing by. His arm found its way around my shoulder again, his masked face resting against my cheek. Startled, I smacked him, and he jumped back in surprise.

"Why'd you do that?" I shouted. He lifted his mask and quickly bit me on the lips.

"For fun," he said softly. From the corner of my eye, I could see Ike smirking and Snake, both eyebrows rose in fear. I looked away before I could feel embarrassed. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

"No. Are you?"

He nodded, eyes blue. "No I am not. Would you care to dance again?"

"No thank you," I said, crossing my arms. Inside I felt light and happy as we began to sit down in other peoples' way again. Unfortunately the Crazy Hand only played Metal Gear music. None of the songs were good. Though the thought of Meta Knight falling down from dancing too fast did sound very amusing.

At the same time, I felt impatient. We loved each other for so long...when would we be engaged? I sighed, accidently letting it slip. Meta Knight immediately reacted.

"Shut up, don't ask."