Having had enough of going through different games, the Ice Climbers decided that they should keep their skills up to snuff by slamming their wooden hammers into each other, with it helping out as they were duking it out with a bunch of different colored Ice Climber pairs around the snowy summit that was slowly being torn apart from the mallets smashing into the snow.
"You know what this is making me realize?" Popo said, his blue robed body having plenty of wounds on it. "We should party on like this and not have to worry about training!"
"Oh yes, I will smash my hammer to that!" Nana chimed in agreement, her pink clothing becoming more dark as a result of the damage she was taking. "This is making me shine like I haven't in ages!"
Eventually Popo and Nana were successful in staying true to themselves in light of their fellow snow summoning Eskimo friends attacking them, with the original Ice Climber twins being the only survivors as the summit was more or less about to break apart from all the battling that was done.