~Melee Building-7:41 P.M.+CR-Friday~
Looks like everyone has decided to watch WWE Smackdown together. Seems that nobody has bothered Pichu and Pikachu after last night. Kirby hadn't shown up at the MB in hours. He was supposed to have been there by 2-o-clock earlier.
Fox: Geez. The anticipation for waiting on SD always gets high. *Takes a Smoke of his Joint* Like me. I always get high.
Roy: Yo, lemme get summa dat.
Fox: Get your own pot. Try the fruit punch.
Falco: Shhhh....Fox. You'll blow the Punch trick.
Roy: What? The Punch is rigged right? Unimaginable! Unbeliveable!
Marth: What's with the big words Roy?
Roy: Fox and Falco spiked the Punch in the fridge.
Marth: Which one? The Gallon or the 8-gallon?
Falco: The 8-Gallon.
Marth: Are you kidding?!
Link: What happened?
The Power goes out.
Roy: What the hell is wrong with you? Why the hell did you do that?
Everyone: SHUT UP!
Link: Why are you cursing?
Roy: That's mild compared to what I'll use. Fox and Falco Spiked the 8- Gallon Punch in the fridge when we first got it.
Bowser: WHAT?!!
DK: NO WAY!
Samus: WHY?!!
Zelda: WHAT THE FUCK??!!!
Fox: *To Falco in wisper* They can't see us...lets go...*Walks out with Falco*
Link: You are telling me that everyone who drunk the punch is an alchohalic?
Y.Link: Cool.
Link: NOT COOL LITTLE BRO! You drunk most of it. Every ten minutes you were in that kitchen with the rattle of cups and liquid dropping into it.
Y.Link: Errr....sorry.
Roy: Something is wrong with those crazy shitheads.
Marth: Knowing Fox and Falco, they rigged it with some powerful shit.
The power came on. Link looked around but didn't see Fox or Falco. What he saw next widened most of everyone's eyes. Pikachu and Kirby were staring face-to-face and Pichu had dropped and broke his CD player in shock.
Roy: Oh boy.
Pichu: Thats right. That's my only CD player! Someone's gonna fucking pay.
Marth: He meant Pikachu and Kirby.
Pichu: What about 'em?
Roy: They are heating up this room.
Pichu: Funny...
Marth: WHAT?!
Pichu: Since when does Roy use proper Gramma?
Marth: It's Grammer.
Pichu: *Looks at Pikachu* Do it bro.
Pikachu: Er...why?
Pichu: Remember my bet and Fox and Falco's Blackmail.
Pikachu: Shit...er...Kirby could you follow me to this corner?
Kirby: *Follows Pikachu to corner* I'm ready to beat your ass any second now.
Pichu: Okay assclowns! *Faces everyone else* Party is over!
Pikachu: No. We need to form a temprary truce between us.
Kirby: That's bullshit.
Pichu: *walks over* He's not lying. Fox and Falco Blackmailed us.
Kirby: With what?
Pikachu: Can't tell. It's part of the plan to Shaft them up.
Kirby: As in revenge right? Okay. I'll think about this shit but, once this blackmail is over. I will HATE you for a VERY long time.
Zelda: OKAY EVERYONE! I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE A PARTY TOMORROW!!!
Pichu: Who gives a fuck what you think?
Zelda: *Turns to Samus* How can a little Pokemon like that have such a dirty mouth?
Samus: I think its in the blood.
~Melee Building-4:55 P.M.+CR-Saturday=Dec. 3rd~
Peach: *Looks at room* Let's see.
A whole bunch of stuff was set on the table and some Kareoke Machine was in the far corner.
Popo and nana were watching Peach decorate the room.
Popo: Un-fucking belivable. She's decorating it like shit on my balls.
Nana: Please bro. Please stop cursing.
Popo: But she decorates like a slut.
Nana: *Walks away from Popo* Hi Peach!
Peach: Hi Nana, your brother giving you a hard time?
Nana: Yes, indeed.
Peach: Are you gonna play our games tonight? Girls sleeping quarters.
Nana: Erm, okay. Sure.
Peach: Great. Just make sure...
Roy: You are such a bitch.
Marth: You are such a Basterd.
Roy: Well, you are...*Sees room*Holy shitbreak. This is slutville!
Peach: *Smashes a tennis racket over Roy's head* Stupid fag. Would you like to re-phrase?
Roy: Yeah. This is a Fucked up decoration. *Gets hit with a frying pan*
Marth looked digusted.
Peach: Take your friend and get the hell out.
Marth picked up Roy.
Marth: The next time you try to hit on Peach. Remind me to warn you about her temper.
Roy: Look at the pretty stars. Where's mommy?
Marth: *Shakes head* Oh boy.
Peach: Nana, could you go tell Mario to come in here please.
Nana: Sure. *Walks away*
Pichu walks opposite her direction singing.
Pichu: Why are you trying to make fun of me?! You think it's funny but what the fuck you think it's doing to me! You take your turn, lashing out at me! I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me!
Nana: Okay...*Walks into Mario's room* Mario?
Mario: *Turns around from the window* Yeah.
Nana: Peach wants you.
Mario: *rushes out the room* Okay.
Nana: *turns to see Marth and Roy coming her way* Hey guys.
Marth and Roy: Hey Nana.
Roy: Where's Mr. Popo?
Marth: Common Room? Right?
Nana: Yeah.
Roy: This time I'm gonna make her throw her shoe at me.
Marth: Ass....*Walks away with Roy*
Nana: *Shakes head*
TBC...
Looks like everyone has decided to watch WWE Smackdown together. Seems that nobody has bothered Pichu and Pikachu after last night. Kirby hadn't shown up at the MB in hours. He was supposed to have been there by 2-o-clock earlier.
Fox: Geez. The anticipation for waiting on SD always gets high. *Takes a Smoke of his Joint* Like me. I always get high.
Roy: Yo, lemme get summa dat.
Fox: Get your own pot. Try the fruit punch.
Falco: Shhhh....Fox. You'll blow the Punch trick.
Roy: What? The Punch is rigged right? Unimaginable! Unbeliveable!
Marth: What's with the big words Roy?
Roy: Fox and Falco spiked the Punch in the fridge.
Marth: Which one? The Gallon or the 8-gallon?
Falco: The 8-Gallon.
Marth: Are you kidding?!
Link: What happened?
The Power goes out.
Roy: What the hell is wrong with you? Why the hell did you do that?
Everyone: SHUT UP!
Link: Why are you cursing?
Roy: That's mild compared to what I'll use. Fox and Falco Spiked the 8- Gallon Punch in the fridge when we first got it.
Bowser: WHAT?!!
DK: NO WAY!
Samus: WHY?!!
Zelda: WHAT THE FUCK??!!!
Fox: *To Falco in wisper* They can't see us...lets go...*Walks out with Falco*
Link: You are telling me that everyone who drunk the punch is an alchohalic?
Y.Link: Cool.
Link: NOT COOL LITTLE BRO! You drunk most of it. Every ten minutes you were in that kitchen with the rattle of cups and liquid dropping into it.
Y.Link: Errr....sorry.
Roy: Something is wrong with those crazy shitheads.
Marth: Knowing Fox and Falco, they rigged it with some powerful shit.
The power came on. Link looked around but didn't see Fox or Falco. What he saw next widened most of everyone's eyes. Pikachu and Kirby were staring face-to-face and Pichu had dropped and broke his CD player in shock.
Roy: Oh boy.
Pichu: Thats right. That's my only CD player! Someone's gonna fucking pay.
Marth: He meant Pikachu and Kirby.
Pichu: What about 'em?
Roy: They are heating up this room.
Pichu: Funny...
Marth: WHAT?!
Pichu: Since when does Roy use proper Gramma?
Marth: It's Grammer.
Pichu: *Looks at Pikachu* Do it bro.
Pikachu: Er...why?
Pichu: Remember my bet and Fox and Falco's Blackmail.
Pikachu: Shit...er...Kirby could you follow me to this corner?
Kirby: *Follows Pikachu to corner* I'm ready to beat your ass any second now.
Pichu: Okay assclowns! *Faces everyone else* Party is over!
Pikachu: No. We need to form a temprary truce between us.
Kirby: That's bullshit.
Pichu: *walks over* He's not lying. Fox and Falco Blackmailed us.
Kirby: With what?
Pikachu: Can't tell. It's part of the plan to Shaft them up.
Kirby: As in revenge right? Okay. I'll think about this shit but, once this blackmail is over. I will HATE you for a VERY long time.
Zelda: OKAY EVERYONE! I THINK WE SHOULD HAVE A PARTY TOMORROW!!!
Pichu: Who gives a fuck what you think?
Zelda: *Turns to Samus* How can a little Pokemon like that have such a dirty mouth?
Samus: I think its in the blood.
~Melee Building-4:55 P.M.+CR-Saturday=Dec. 3rd~
Peach: *Looks at room* Let's see.
A whole bunch of stuff was set on the table and some Kareoke Machine was in the far corner.
Popo and nana were watching Peach decorate the room.
Popo: Un-fucking belivable. She's decorating it like shit on my balls.
Nana: Please bro. Please stop cursing.
Popo: But she decorates like a slut.
Nana: *Walks away from Popo* Hi Peach!
Peach: Hi Nana, your brother giving you a hard time?
Nana: Yes, indeed.
Peach: Are you gonna play our games tonight? Girls sleeping quarters.
Nana: Erm, okay. Sure.
Peach: Great. Just make sure...
Roy: You are such a bitch.
Marth: You are such a Basterd.
Roy: Well, you are...*Sees room*Holy shitbreak. This is slutville!
Peach: *Smashes a tennis racket over Roy's head* Stupid fag. Would you like to re-phrase?
Roy: Yeah. This is a Fucked up decoration. *Gets hit with a frying pan*
Marth looked digusted.
Peach: Take your friend and get the hell out.
Marth picked up Roy.
Marth: The next time you try to hit on Peach. Remind me to warn you about her temper.
Roy: Look at the pretty stars. Where's mommy?
Marth: *Shakes head* Oh boy.
Peach: Nana, could you go tell Mario to come in here please.
Nana: Sure. *Walks away*
Pichu walks opposite her direction singing.
Pichu: Why are you trying to make fun of me?! You think it's funny but what the fuck you think it's doing to me! You take your turn, lashing out at me! I want you crying with your dirty ass in front of me!
Nana: Okay...*Walks into Mario's room* Mario?
Mario: *Turns around from the window* Yeah.
Nana: Peach wants you.
Mario: *rushes out the room* Okay.
Nana: *turns to see Marth and Roy coming her way* Hey guys.
Marth and Roy: Hey Nana.
Roy: Where's Mr. Popo?
Marth: Common Room? Right?
Nana: Yeah.
Roy: This time I'm gonna make her throw her shoe at me.
Marth: Ass....*Walks away with Roy*
Nana: *Shakes head*
TBC...