Link and Pikachu, after nearly a whole day of training in the gravity room, emerge from within it. Their strength had increased substantially. Tired from their training, they walked to the bridge.
Falcon: (sarcastically) Oh my god, they're still alive.
Link: Shut up.
Fox: I think you guys will wanna know that we're gonna arrive in Jurai in about 10 minutes.
Pikachu: Not that seeing Jurai isn't great, but I'd like to look at some food. That training made me hungry.
Link: I bet I could stuff down more food than you.
Pikachu: You're on!
Link and Pikachu raced towards the ship's kitchen. Anime raindrops fall down the backs of the heads of the other Smashers.
Samus: Thank god I already had breakfast. We might have to restock at Jurai.
Fox: Or if you watch them eat, you can regurgitate the food you ate and then re-eat it.
Falco: That's so... wrong. Fox, don't ever say that again.
Ten minutes passed and the Great Fox entered Jurai's atmosphere. In moments, the ship landed on Jurai's surface. The Smashers walked out of their ship. Link and Pikachu followed with dumplings in their mouth and a chicken wing in their hands. They swallowed their dumplings, ate their chicken wing in one bite, then followed the other Smashers.
Link: Whoa, at least we know where we have to go. The Arena is over in that direction.
Fox: Yeah, I had the Great Fox lock onto this planet's location of greatest power.
Mewtwo: Well, so what's our plan.
Pikachu: I figure since we are kind of on a little tour, we find a strong opponent and fight him. Just one fight for each of us.
Samus: We have to register for The Arena before we can fight. You and Link are the only two that are registered, and after what Falcon told us, I'm not sure I'm ready yet.
Link: Falcon, you didn't tell them "everything", did you?
Falcon: I plead the fifth.
Link: ...... Oh fuck it. Let's just go.
The Smashers entered The Arena HQ.
Receptionist: Welcome to The Arena. How may I help you?
Link: Yeah, we're from The Arena Earth, and we've come to Jurai looking for a challenge.
Receptionist: Alright, I need your names so I can get your statistics.
Link: My name is Link.
Pikachu: Mine is Pikachu.
Falcon: And we're their agents.
Link: You so are not!
Receptionist: Alright, I found the statistics for the two of you. Pikachu is second on Earth and Link is eighth.
Pikachu: Boo yah! Who's kicking your ass in the ranks, biotch!
Link: Yeah, but you weren't triple teamed by Akuma, X, and Goku, so shut the fuck up.
Receptionist: But it says here, Link has a much higher power level than Pikachu.
Link: Admit defeat, Pikachu!
Pikachu: You're stronger than me, but have a lower rank? You must really suck! Well, not as good as your momma.
Link: BOY I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS UNTIL IT CRAWLS OUT YOUR MOUTH! DON'T YOU EVER TALK ABOUT MY MOM!
Receptionist: If I may get in your way for a second, the two of you are looking for a challenge?
Link and Pikachu: Yes.
Receptionist: Okay, I'll page Mr. Shinjuko and notify him of your presence. Please wait in the lobby.
The Smashers waited in the lobby. After about five minutes, a man in wearing a green Juraian shirt with white arm extensions, two white ribbons going over his shoulders, white puffy pants, slick blonde hair, blue eyes, and a red strip on his cheek walked over to the Smashers.
Mewtwo: That must be Mr. Shinjuko, the talent manager of The Arena Jurai.
Samus: I was expecting him to look something like Mr. Nagisaki, but this guy's kinda cute.
Shinjuko: So, which of the seven of you are Link and Pikachu?
Link and Pikachu stand up. They approach Mr. Shinjuko.
Pikachu: We came here looking for one good challenge before we continue our journey.
Shinjuko: Very well, then. I have an interesting idea for your matches. You came to Jurai together, so why don't you fight together.
Pikachu: No way! I ain't teaming up with this momma's boy!
Link: Me neither. I am not gonna side with a guy without any nuts!
Pikachu: Fuck fighting as a team, we'll kill each other before then.
Shinjuko: Then this should make for interesting entertainment. Have the two of you been in a tag team match?
Link: No.
Shinjuko: Let me explain. Two or more teams of any number of fighters battle each other. On the arenas, there are bright purple platforms. Those are the tagging stations. Stand on one of those for two seconds, and your partner is put in the battle. After your partner is put in the battle, you have five seconds to take care of any unfinished business. All other rules apply. A team wins when it eliminates all other fighters on the other teams. Got it?
Link: Yeah...
Shinjuko: I expect good things from two Earth fighters in the top eight. You'll find out your opponents tomorrow. See you then.
As Mr. Shinjuko walked off, Link and Pikachu stared at each other with disgust.
Link: I'm not backing out of this. You just stay out of my way.
Pikachu: I would, but I can't let a fighter with a lower rank than me get his ass kicked, leaving me with two people to fight.
Mewtwo: You guys think that Link and Pikachu can actually function as a team?
Falco: From the looks of it, no. But while they're getting their asses kicked, maybe they'll put their differences aside and work together.
Samus: Let's just hope you're right.
Link and Pikachu have been thrown in a tag team match. Instead of worrying about their opponents, they're worrying about each other. Can they put their differences aside and work together? The match begins next chapter...
Falcon: (sarcastically) Oh my god, they're still alive.
Link: Shut up.
Fox: I think you guys will wanna know that we're gonna arrive in Jurai in about 10 minutes.
Pikachu: Not that seeing Jurai isn't great, but I'd like to look at some food. That training made me hungry.
Link: I bet I could stuff down more food than you.
Pikachu: You're on!
Link and Pikachu raced towards the ship's kitchen. Anime raindrops fall down the backs of the heads of the other Smashers.
Samus: Thank god I already had breakfast. We might have to restock at Jurai.
Fox: Or if you watch them eat, you can regurgitate the food you ate and then re-eat it.
Falco: That's so... wrong. Fox, don't ever say that again.
Ten minutes passed and the Great Fox entered Jurai's atmosphere. In moments, the ship landed on Jurai's surface. The Smashers walked out of their ship. Link and Pikachu followed with dumplings in their mouth and a chicken wing in their hands. They swallowed their dumplings, ate their chicken wing in one bite, then followed the other Smashers.
Link: Whoa, at least we know where we have to go. The Arena is over in that direction.
Fox: Yeah, I had the Great Fox lock onto this planet's location of greatest power.
Mewtwo: Well, so what's our plan.
Pikachu: I figure since we are kind of on a little tour, we find a strong opponent and fight him. Just one fight for each of us.
Samus: We have to register for The Arena before we can fight. You and Link are the only two that are registered, and after what Falcon told us, I'm not sure I'm ready yet.
Link: Falcon, you didn't tell them "everything", did you?
Falcon: I plead the fifth.
Link: ...... Oh fuck it. Let's just go.
The Smashers entered The Arena HQ.
Receptionist: Welcome to The Arena. How may I help you?
Link: Yeah, we're from The Arena Earth, and we've come to Jurai looking for a challenge.
Receptionist: Alright, I need your names so I can get your statistics.
Link: My name is Link.
Pikachu: Mine is Pikachu.
Falcon: And we're their agents.
Link: You so are not!
Receptionist: Alright, I found the statistics for the two of you. Pikachu is second on Earth and Link is eighth.
Pikachu: Boo yah! Who's kicking your ass in the ranks, biotch!
Link: Yeah, but you weren't triple teamed by Akuma, X, and Goku, so shut the fuck up.
Receptionist: But it says here, Link has a much higher power level than Pikachu.
Link: Admit defeat, Pikachu!
Pikachu: You're stronger than me, but have a lower rank? You must really suck! Well, not as good as your momma.
Link: BOY I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS UNTIL IT CRAWLS OUT YOUR MOUTH! DON'T YOU EVER TALK ABOUT MY MOM!
Receptionist: If I may get in your way for a second, the two of you are looking for a challenge?
Link and Pikachu: Yes.
Receptionist: Okay, I'll page Mr. Shinjuko and notify him of your presence. Please wait in the lobby.
The Smashers waited in the lobby. After about five minutes, a man in wearing a green Juraian shirt with white arm extensions, two white ribbons going over his shoulders, white puffy pants, slick blonde hair, blue eyes, and a red strip on his cheek walked over to the Smashers.
Mewtwo: That must be Mr. Shinjuko, the talent manager of The Arena Jurai.
Samus: I was expecting him to look something like Mr. Nagisaki, but this guy's kinda cute.
Shinjuko: So, which of the seven of you are Link and Pikachu?
Link and Pikachu stand up. They approach Mr. Shinjuko.
Pikachu: We came here looking for one good challenge before we continue our journey.
Shinjuko: Very well, then. I have an interesting idea for your matches. You came to Jurai together, so why don't you fight together.
Pikachu: No way! I ain't teaming up with this momma's boy!
Link: Me neither. I am not gonna side with a guy without any nuts!
Pikachu: Fuck fighting as a team, we'll kill each other before then.
Shinjuko: Then this should make for interesting entertainment. Have the two of you been in a tag team match?
Link: No.
Shinjuko: Let me explain. Two or more teams of any number of fighters battle each other. On the arenas, there are bright purple platforms. Those are the tagging stations. Stand on one of those for two seconds, and your partner is put in the battle. After your partner is put in the battle, you have five seconds to take care of any unfinished business. All other rules apply. A team wins when it eliminates all other fighters on the other teams. Got it?
Link: Yeah...
Shinjuko: I expect good things from two Earth fighters in the top eight. You'll find out your opponents tomorrow. See you then.
As Mr. Shinjuko walked off, Link and Pikachu stared at each other with disgust.
Link: I'm not backing out of this. You just stay out of my way.
Pikachu: I would, but I can't let a fighter with a lower rank than me get his ass kicked, leaving me with two people to fight.
Mewtwo: You guys think that Link and Pikachu can actually function as a team?
Falco: From the looks of it, no. But while they're getting their asses kicked, maybe they'll put their differences aside and work together.
Samus: Let's just hope you're right.
Link and Pikachu have been thrown in a tag team match. Instead of worrying about their opponents, they're worrying about each other. Can they put their differences aside and work together? The match begins next chapter...