"How many of these balls do we have to hit back?" Nana asked since she was getting sweaty in her warm parka, using her wooden mallet to hit the various different sports ball equipment that were being chucked at them.
"We have at least 5 more to go." Popo added since he was freezing up the air with his icy power so that they wouldn't overheat from doing too much activity. "I think we'll manage to get all of them in due time!"
"How can you be so sure when you're letting the snow get in the way?"
"There's no way that our frosty prowess is messing us up-"
Alas the Ice Climbers bickered too much with each other for they were slammed by various green fuzzy tennis balls shot at them like they were fired out of cannons.