Bonus Awards Show
Chapter 4 – "Would you like an R?"
By Pelican (Pelican_13@Yahoo.com)
Mewtwo und Ganondorf gingen hinunter die Straßen in Berne, die Schweiz. Sie waren auf dem Suche für den die Schweiz Prämie Preis.
That is to say, Mewtwo and Ganondorf were walking down the streets of Bern, Switzerland. They were on the prowl for the Switzerland bonus award.
So far, their search had proved fruitless. The streets had a charming medieval feel to them. They were made of stone and held together with concrete. The buildings were almost entirely made of wood. At least they looked like that from the outside. Pedestrians filled the streets, not cars, and several of them were eyeing Mewtwo and Ganondorf. It almost goes without saying that they really stood out.
"We've been looking for the award for over an hour," Ganondorf complained.
"No we haven't," Mewtwo replied.
"Why did we even get aboard that plane? Couldn't you have transported us here?"
"No. I had to transport us to the plane and then down to here."
"Why?"
"Because it's a real headache teleporting that far. At least we didn't have to go through customs."
"All I had illegally was a sword."
"That's all you had!" Mewtwo replied with frustration. "You can't take a weapon of any kind on a plane! What's wrong with you?"
A man accidentally bumped into Ganondorf as he passed by. "Entschuldigung," he apologized and walked on. Ganondorf stopped and turned around.
"What is it now?" Mewtwo asked, also stopping.
"I think he said something bad about my momma," Ganondorf replied.
"Ganondorf, you're making my headache worse," Mewtwo said putting a hand to his head.
"Well this is stupid. We're never going to find the award."
"We receive the bonus awards at the end of a match, right?" Mewtwo asked.
"Yeah," Ganondorf answered, "what's your point?"
"We need to fight a match. Then the winner should get the award."
"Fun!" Ganondorf replied. "Let's go right here."
"Here? Amidst all these bystanders?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"Very well," Mewtwo accepted.
The Gerudo king and genetically engineered pokémon squared off. Ganondorf began with a Wizard's Foot. Anyone about to walk in the path of the two melee fighters stopped in their tracks. Ganondorf slid over the stone road towards Mewtwo. Mewtwo jumped to dodge the attack and disappeared for a few moments in mid-air. A few awes were heard amongst the crowd. People quickly cleared out of the way. Several stayed to watch the fight unfolding in their fair streets. Mewtwo reappeared and dropped to the floor. Ganondorf spun around and jabbed his elbow forward. Mewtwo was hit by the attack and was ignited by a purple fire of evil.
Ganondorf took this opportunity to jump once. He preformed a front flip and kicked Mewtwo. He fell and landed while Mewtwo was knocked to the other side of the street.
"Betracht das!"
"Der Wasservogel ist das beste!"
Mewtwo got up a little shaken. He stared a hole into Ganondorf and was waiting for him to make the next move. Make the first move Ganondorf did. He jumped into the air twice and came down towards Mewtwo. The crowd gave a reaction to the amazing height he achieved and the fact that he could jump once in mid-air. Ganondorf aimed his feet for Mewtwo's head and was coming down fast. Mewtwo psychically levitated to the right just in time. He floated over to Ganondorf and grabbed him by the armor on his chest. He tossed him forward and aimed his open palm. From his odd-shaped hand he released five purple balls of psychic energy. Four hit Ganondorf and kept him in the air while one flew past him. It hit the top story of a nearby building, which resulted in a small explosion. For some reason, no damage was done to the building and no fire followed.
Ganondorf landed and stood up. His body appeared to have taken on a few shades of purple after the attack. He soon returned to his former colors and got a little closer to Mewtwo. He quickly shot forward and used his Gerudo Dragon. His fist, glowing with the evil energy he could create, stuck Mewtwo in an uppercut. This time it was Mewtwo to gain a few shade of purple. In the air Mewtwo jumped to recover from the attack. The crowd gasped. Mewtwo came straight down on Ganondorf. Mewtwo charged up a purple attack of his own in his fist. As Ganondorf drew in range he swiped it across his target. Ganondorf was knocked into the air, higher than Mewtwo had been previously. Mewtwo moved backwards with two psychic steps, the equivalent of the other character's rolls, and began to charge a Shadow Ball. Ganondorf landed on his feet in the middle of the road. The two fighters began to notice how the buildings and mass of onlookers had boxed them in, making a very defined battle zone.
"Hey, Mewtwo. Think it's safe for these people to be so close?" Ganondorf called over to Mewtwo.
Mewtwo had his Shadow Ball fully charged so he retracted the energy into one of his hands. "Since when did you care?" Mewtwo replied with a question.
"Since I broke that guy's car and he sued me."
"Oh…"
"I wasn't my fault! He drove right in the way of my Wizard's Foot," Ganondorf said defensively.
"You don't have to tell me," Mewtwo replied. "Let's just finish this fight."
"Good idea." Ganondorf used another Wizard's Foot. Mewtwo reacted quickly and launched the Shadow Ball. The force of the purple ball of energy leaving him pushed him back to the wall of one of the buildings. Ganondorf was unable to defend as the Wizard's Foot was taking over now. He ran directly into the Shadow Ball. His attack instantly stopped and he was sent into the air.
The evil Gerudo king came down quickly, but Mewtwo was standing right there. Mewtwo's eyes became yellow and he used his Disable attack. Ganondorf suddenly felt really dizzy and could barely stay standing. He became unable to attack. Mewtwo was quick to capitalize and charged a downward smash attack. He swept his fist to the ground and opened it, releasing a wave of psychic power. Ganondorf was knocked into the sky by the massive force. The attention of the crowd shifted upwards. Ganondorf's scream was heard as he continued to ascend until he was just a star in the sky.
A country and a short strip of water away, Yoshi was continuing his tour. The next leg of his vacation brought him to London, England. He stepped out of the underground tube station onto the road level. Not uncommonly, it was raining. Yoshi was holding up a white and red parasol while looking down at a map. After confirming his location, he lowered his map and looked up. Before him, across the street, stood the Big Ben. The height and close proximity overwhelmed Yoshi and he almost fell over. He regained his bearings and raised his camera. He took a few exposures of the clock tower and then signaled a black cab to continue his London vacation with the Westminster Abbey. Unfortunately, he appeared to be using the wrong hailing signal and no one was stopping for him.
Back at Melee HQ, Zelda had a wooden table set up. It looked like one a child would make to sell lemonade. The top board advertised, "R's for Sale!" DK approached the stand. Zelda was sitting behind it. Displayed were several rows of cutout red construction paper in the shape of R's.
Donkey Kong cleared his throat. He spoke in an English accent, "Pardon me madam, but may I have one of those R's?"
"Nope," Zelda answered simply. The two looked around for the award. Upon finding none, Donkey Kong continued according to the script.
"May I ask, madam, if I can purchase one of those R's?"
"These R's aren't for you."
"Oh, but please?"
"No."
Donkey Kong and Zelda found no award and no entity to give them the award but stayed in character. No way Donkey Kong was getting one of those R's. Just then Luigi came down the hallway, sweeping the floor.
"Luigi!" Peach called.
"What?" Luigi replied, still looking at the floor and sweeping.
"Would you like an R?" Zelda asked. Luigi stopped sweeping at looked up at Zelda's stand.
"Why-a would I-a want a R?" Luigi asked.
"Just take one," Donkey Kong whispered.
"Alright-a," Luigi said and picked up a red paper R. He looked at it strangely and shrugged. He dropped it on the ground and continued with his sweeping, knocking the R left and right like a hockey puck. He left down the hallway past a suspicious potted plant.