Having fun is one of the most important aspects of life. And it seemed like the Smashers had that down. They used a piñata and they tried karaoke, with hilarious consequences. Could they have more fun at a party that celebrated the saving of planet Earth? Let's see...
The guy Smashers gathered around a couple TVs playing Xbox. (Yeah! I said Xbox! Just because they're Smashers doesn't mean they have to limit themselves to Nintendo!) They were enjoying a heated 8-on-8 Capture the Flag match on Halo's Blood Gulch.
Bowser: Damn! Mother fucker shot me with a sniper again!
Popo: Yeah, well it's not our fault you suck at this!
Falco: Better watch out, I got Mewtwo and Pichu in a Warthog with me!
Link: Yeah, well eat my rocket launcher!
Falco, Mewtwo, and Pichu: ... FUCK!
Pichu: You can't drive for shit, Falco! Should've just circled around him and I could've blew him to bits with my turret! But no, you had to try to run him over!
Falco: Yeah, well until you grow some pubes, you can't drive anything. Not even in a video game!
Ganondorf: I got some spare pubes. Want any, Pichu?
Pichu: Get away from me.
Ness: Yeah, I got the red flag!
Fox: Not for long. Eat Needler!
Ness: God damn! You and your fucking Needlers!
Fox: Don't blame me for having mad skills!
Pikachu: Lets see your mad skills save you from this one.
Fox: ... Sure, hit me from behind. Just wait 'til I get a tank!
Pikachu: Gets you every time...
Marth: Damn, I'm getting shot at by a Ghost!
Mewtwo: Ha ha ha! You get shot by those, you can't move. Say goodbye, sucker!
Marth: Oh, nobody runs me over. I'm gonna get you for that one!
The female Smashers walked over to the guys.
Peach: Alright, the fireworks display is just about to begin.
Link: Well you guys sure picked the wrong time to finish setting up.
Falcon: Well, it's not like the game's going anywhere.
Mario: We-a might as well-a kill some time. These-a controllers are-a huge! Gives my-a hands cramps!
Y. Link: You know what I heard about guys with small hands...
Samus: Ah, the little one learns quickly.
Mario: Shut up-a!
The Smashers went outside and stopped on a hill with a couple trees nearby. They laid down some blankets and laid on them. Ganondorf laid down and wrapped his legs around a neighboring tree.
Ganondorf: Hey, check it out! I got wood!
Peach: You're so nasty!
Mewtwo: One might think we'd be used to Ganondorf's stupid jokes by now, but we're not.
Falcon: I gave it a shot once, and Link flipped shit at me.
Link: Yeah, well how about you get YOUR clothes disintegrated by Genosaur fire!
Pikachu: Oh dear god! Thank god I was fighting Ryu at the time.
Falcon: Yeah, I had to bear witness to something Zelda sees every night!
Zelda: (face turns red) Will you shut up!
Kirby: I don't think Zelda thinks Link's good enough.
Link: I oughta kick your ass.
Ganondorf: Well, if you had wood like I do, maybe she'd go after it like a rabid animal.
Mewtwo: You're so disgusting. If you weren't wrapped around that tree, you probably wouldn't have said that.
Peach: The fireworks are starting!
In an instant, fireworks began to light up the sky. All sorts of colorful flashes filled the atmosphere. However, a different kind of fireworks were developing between Link and Zelda.
Zelda: I pictured this kind of scene. We're together under a sky of fireworks. Too bad it can't last forever, though.
Link: That would be nice. I wouldn't have to worry about any more fighting. But I'd be losing out on some of the best times of my life.
Zelda: So you are going to take part in that battle royal next Saturday?
Link: I am. It'll be a great challenge for me, and I'd like it if you came with me.
Zelda: I have duties here. Not only as the princess of Hyrule, but also as a participant of the Super Smash competition.
Link: I see... you're all welcome to come with me to The Arena. There's lots of competition and universal recognition for your capabilities. Give it a thought, sometime.
Zelda: I'll think about it. But for now, let's just enjoy the moment.
The fireworks began to fill the sky all over. Link and Zelda began to kiss. I mean really kiss! They started rolling around on their blanket, for god's sake! And they loved every minute of it. Of being together for the precious moments they had.
Falcon: Ah, god. Get a room!
Pichu: Yeah, smack her up somewhere else! I don't wanna see you suck face in front of the rest of us!
Marth took out his camcorder once again.
Marth: Good stuff. Ganondorf would pay for shit like this. It's building mood, and it's only gonna get more hardcore from here.
Link: Since I may not see you again for awhile, let's make this count. I'm thinking of holding another party, in bed!
Zelda: (jokingly) You're sick! That's truly something you live for; getting in my pants.
Link and Zelda walked off as the fireworks began to die down. Marth secretly followed them with his camcorder. (If I were to continue describing this chain of events, I'd have to give this story a rating change. But y'all know what's gonna happen next.)
Peach: I hope you all enjoyed tonight's party! The main festivities are over, so y'all can enjoy yourselves until you wanna leave.
Roy: Back to Halo. We got a Capture the Flag game to finish!
Samus: I don't think Link, Zelda, or Marth will be back anytime soon, so I'm gonna take Link's place.
Luigi: You guys are-a gonna get owned-a.
A week passed so quickly, and Link was ready for one of the most intense matches he could ever be placed in. There was no turning back, but he felt no need to do such a thing. He wouldn't be in this eight man battle royal if he couldn't take it. Whatever the outcome, Link would enjoy his fight, and so would everyone else...
THE END. (Sighs of relief)
The guy Smashers gathered around a couple TVs playing Xbox. (Yeah! I said Xbox! Just because they're Smashers doesn't mean they have to limit themselves to Nintendo!) They were enjoying a heated 8-on-8 Capture the Flag match on Halo's Blood Gulch.
Bowser: Damn! Mother fucker shot me with a sniper again!
Popo: Yeah, well it's not our fault you suck at this!
Falco: Better watch out, I got Mewtwo and Pichu in a Warthog with me!
Link: Yeah, well eat my rocket launcher!
Falco, Mewtwo, and Pichu: ... FUCK!
Pichu: You can't drive for shit, Falco! Should've just circled around him and I could've blew him to bits with my turret! But no, you had to try to run him over!
Falco: Yeah, well until you grow some pubes, you can't drive anything. Not even in a video game!
Ganondorf: I got some spare pubes. Want any, Pichu?
Pichu: Get away from me.
Ness: Yeah, I got the red flag!
Fox: Not for long. Eat Needler!
Ness: God damn! You and your fucking Needlers!
Fox: Don't blame me for having mad skills!
Pikachu: Lets see your mad skills save you from this one.
Fox: ... Sure, hit me from behind. Just wait 'til I get a tank!
Pikachu: Gets you every time...
Marth: Damn, I'm getting shot at by a Ghost!
Mewtwo: Ha ha ha! You get shot by those, you can't move. Say goodbye, sucker!
Marth: Oh, nobody runs me over. I'm gonna get you for that one!
The female Smashers walked over to the guys.
Peach: Alright, the fireworks display is just about to begin.
Link: Well you guys sure picked the wrong time to finish setting up.
Falcon: Well, it's not like the game's going anywhere.
Mario: We-a might as well-a kill some time. These-a controllers are-a huge! Gives my-a hands cramps!
Y. Link: You know what I heard about guys with small hands...
Samus: Ah, the little one learns quickly.
Mario: Shut up-a!
The Smashers went outside and stopped on a hill with a couple trees nearby. They laid down some blankets and laid on them. Ganondorf laid down and wrapped his legs around a neighboring tree.
Ganondorf: Hey, check it out! I got wood!
Peach: You're so nasty!
Mewtwo: One might think we'd be used to Ganondorf's stupid jokes by now, but we're not.
Falcon: I gave it a shot once, and Link flipped shit at me.
Link: Yeah, well how about you get YOUR clothes disintegrated by Genosaur fire!
Pikachu: Oh dear god! Thank god I was fighting Ryu at the time.
Falcon: Yeah, I had to bear witness to something Zelda sees every night!
Zelda: (face turns red) Will you shut up!
Kirby: I don't think Zelda thinks Link's good enough.
Link: I oughta kick your ass.
Ganondorf: Well, if you had wood like I do, maybe she'd go after it like a rabid animal.
Mewtwo: You're so disgusting. If you weren't wrapped around that tree, you probably wouldn't have said that.
Peach: The fireworks are starting!
In an instant, fireworks began to light up the sky. All sorts of colorful flashes filled the atmosphere. However, a different kind of fireworks were developing between Link and Zelda.
Zelda: I pictured this kind of scene. We're together under a sky of fireworks. Too bad it can't last forever, though.
Link: That would be nice. I wouldn't have to worry about any more fighting. But I'd be losing out on some of the best times of my life.
Zelda: So you are going to take part in that battle royal next Saturday?
Link: I am. It'll be a great challenge for me, and I'd like it if you came with me.
Zelda: I have duties here. Not only as the princess of Hyrule, but also as a participant of the Super Smash competition.
Link: I see... you're all welcome to come with me to The Arena. There's lots of competition and universal recognition for your capabilities. Give it a thought, sometime.
Zelda: I'll think about it. But for now, let's just enjoy the moment.
The fireworks began to fill the sky all over. Link and Zelda began to kiss. I mean really kiss! They started rolling around on their blanket, for god's sake! And they loved every minute of it. Of being together for the precious moments they had.
Falcon: Ah, god. Get a room!
Pichu: Yeah, smack her up somewhere else! I don't wanna see you suck face in front of the rest of us!
Marth took out his camcorder once again.
Marth: Good stuff. Ganondorf would pay for shit like this. It's building mood, and it's only gonna get more hardcore from here.
Link: Since I may not see you again for awhile, let's make this count. I'm thinking of holding another party, in bed!
Zelda: (jokingly) You're sick! That's truly something you live for; getting in my pants.
Link and Zelda walked off as the fireworks began to die down. Marth secretly followed them with his camcorder. (If I were to continue describing this chain of events, I'd have to give this story a rating change. But y'all know what's gonna happen next.)
Peach: I hope you all enjoyed tonight's party! The main festivities are over, so y'all can enjoy yourselves until you wanna leave.
Roy: Back to Halo. We got a Capture the Flag game to finish!
Samus: I don't think Link, Zelda, or Marth will be back anytime soon, so I'm gonna take Link's place.
Luigi: You guys are-a gonna get owned-a.
A week passed so quickly, and Link was ready for one of the most intense matches he could ever be placed in. There was no turning back, but he felt no need to do such a thing. He wouldn't be in this eight man battle royal if he couldn't take it. Whatever the outcome, Link would enjoy his fight, and so would everyone else...
THE END. (Sighs of relief)