*Dark Pit opens the door.*
Junior Cafeteria Worker: Hi! I ́m Gemma. I can tell you ordered a pi- Oh my god! You answered the door, my husbando!
Dark Pit: wut
Gemma: You know, the anime boy a girl has a crush on, like you!
Dark Pit: Can I just get the pizza?
Gemma: Funny story, actually. I was born in this crazy place called Seattle and my mom was really weird and she supported PETA but she didn't like vaccines so I caught tetanus and when I got better I ran from home by taking an Uber and ended up in Colorado where I stole a dog and sold it so I could pay for McDonald's Happy Meals because I was seven but I ran out of money so I tried shoplifting from a KFC and was taken to foster care and the guys were furries but they had a kid who was a gamer and his name was Wolf he was my age and we ran away together and snuck on a train and it ended up going to California were I discovered Nintendo America and started protesting Mother 3 localization and Wolf got hit by a car and it was a but he survived and was taken home and while I was standing there I heard a call from the heavens but it wasn't God it was Master Hand and he wanted me to work here because he was watching from Nintendo America and he liked my personality.
Dark Pit: Yeah, great. Can I get the pizzas?
Gemma: *blushes* Oh, right. Take them. ️
Dark Pit: *takes boxes of pizza* Thanks?
*back upstairs*
Ridley: What took you so long?
Dark Pit: Fans.
Kirby: Poyo! (Aww, you ́re loved!)
Dark Pit: Not even the darkness loves me.
Lucas: I love you! Wait, WAIT, I did NOT mean to say that.
Ness: *raises nonexistent eyebrows* Ooooooooooo Lucas has a crush!
King Dedede: Dang, I need some wooder.
Zero Suit Samus: Uh, did you just say ̈wooder¨?
Dedede: So what if I'm from South Philly?
Everyone: Gasp!
King Dedede: Well, where are you guys from? New York? Dallas? Boston? Denver?
Green Inkling: I think Mac's from NY. Sound like a nice place.
King Dedede: It is NOT.
Meta Knight: Soooo, uh, now that we're all at this sleepover, what do y'all wanna do?
Lacas and Claus: Don't do drugs.
Meta Knight: Yes, good life advice, but… why now exactly?
Masked Man/ Claus: Dad would always tell us that before we slept over with Fuel.
Meta Knight: Sure.
Kirby: Poyo! (Ooh, ooh! Can we play Truth or dare? Please please PLEASE?)
Dark Pit: Just do whatever you want.
Kirby: Poyo! (Okay, then-)
Ness: OKEY (PSI allows me to talk to animals.)
Kirby: Poyo! (As I was saying, Samus, truth or dare.)
*Meta Knight Translates Kirby's dialogue.*
Zero Suit Samus: Uh-
Kirby: Poyo! (No, I meant suit Samus.)
*Meta Knight translates again.*
Zero Suit Samus: Uh, that's just my suit. There's no one in it. I brought it as a sleeping bag.
Kirby: Poyo! (Oh, sorry. Then I'm asking you.)
*Meta Knight translates.*
Zero Suit Samus: Hmm, how about truth.
Kirby: Poyo! (Well, let's see. What's your favorite type of cheese cake?)
*Meta Knight translates.*
Zero Suit Samus: Lame question, but, hmmm, I gotta say lemon. Soo, uh, Joker, truth or dare.
Joker: *takes off headphones* Dare.
Zero Suit Samus: You're a teenager. You get this game, so I dare you to go down stairs and start beatboxing in front of everyone.
Joker: Uh, what?
Zero Suit Samus: You heard me. Do it or face the consequences.
Joker: Uhhhh, uhhh, um, uh, sure.
*awhile later*
Joker: Okay, that's it. Of coarse Lucas' "special friend" is a person. Why does Dark Pit have to be allergic to cats?!
Ness: I believe it is rightfully your turn to ask someone.
Joker: *puts headphones back on* Right. Dedede, truth of dare.
King Dedede: Why y'all pickin on me, cause I'm Pliladelphian? Philly's a great place, Idunno whats wrong with y'all. Anyway, I'll go with dare.
Joker: Hmm, let ́s see… I dare you to watch Teletubbies for thirty minutes.
King Dedede: *does weird eyes pop out thing* WHAAAAT?! Fine, I guess I ́ll try. *slowly get out A10e and saldy turns on Netflix and starts watching* Uhhhhhg, while I'm at it, Lucas, truth or dare.
Lucas: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, truth?
King Dedede: Well, my little butter ball, let's see what I can do. Hmm, ah, yeah, dat sounds good. Heh heh.
Lucas: W-what is it, sir?
King Dedede: How many specific mental things do ya have, and go into detail.
Lucas: H-hey! That's personal information!
King Dedede: Sorry kid, but that's what happens when ya choose truth.
Lucas: Uhg, fine. *anxiety builds up* Well, I have six types of anxiety: Moderate generalized anxiety, severe phobias, moderate OCD, moderate social anxiety, mild PTSD, and extremely mild panic attacks. I also have severe depression. And some behavioral things I prefer not to mention. That's enough, right?
King Dedede: That's what's gonna happen to me if I keep watchin this.
Meta Knight: That´s not funny!
Ridley: Chill out. If you keep worrying about that little Corn Pop you ́re gonna become attached.
Lucas: Explain to me why I´m a Corn Pop.
Ridley: Well… nevermind.
Lucas: Tell me.
Claus/Masked Man: Yeah, tell him.
Ridley: I don't ́t know, you're small and have a lot of yellow pixels?
Lucas: Eh, whatever. It ́s my turn to ask someone. Hmm. Ness, my all time rival, will you choose truth or dare.
Ness: I think this is a one way rivalry, but I will go with dare.
Lucas: I dare you to give me the leadership of the MOTHER dorm.
Ness: W-w-w-WHAT?! I-I can ́t do th-that! You know my game came before your ́s. Not to mention, I ́m a hero! You ́re just a world destroyer. You also have all those mental things holding you back from being a leader.
Lucas: First of all, if the first thing you said was true, Ninten should be incharge. The second thing you said, however, was just a big old lie. I didn't destroy the world, I recreated it. And anyway, my "mental things" don't hold me back from anything. Don't face the consequences.
Ness: I go with the consequences! I'll do anything to protect my leadership.
Meta Knight: I'm the one in charge of consequences. Dark Pit, will you?
Dark Pit: Sure. ELECTRO SHOCK.
Ness: Oww! Can we stop playing and just have the dang pizza?
Meta Knight: Sure, but I can't have any, so try not to make me suffer.
Lucas: Well, Master Hans isn't here, right? I'm pretty sure you can break the taco rule if he's not looking.
