"Finally, that battle is over!" Zelda cheered, clapping wildly. Samus appeared behind her. "Great job, Sam!" "Thanks," Samus said. "Geez, that battle was too easy. I'll bet ol' Ganon is going to be pretty ashamed of himself for a while!" "Zelda," Peach interrupted. "Our battle is supposed to be next, but its only half past four!" "You're right," Master Hand agreed. "I'll ask the audience." "Ask them what?" Zelda asked, as he went sailing away. "LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!" Master hand roared. "WE HAPPEN TO HAVE AN EXTRA HALF HOUR ON OUR HANDS, SO WE HAVE TWO OPTIONS!! WE CAN INTERVIEW BARBARA STREISAND" (the crowd booed) "OR WE CAN INTERVIEW TWO OF THE NEXT BATTLE'S CONTESTANTS, PRINCESS PEACH AND PRINCESS ZELDA!!" The crowd cheered. Apparently, they were all for the last option. "What?!" Peach and Zelda yelled in unison. Suddenly, they were both transported to the stadium, into to two chairs next to Master hand. "Go on," Master hand urged. "Say something." "Um.hi," Zelda said slowly. The crowd erupted. "Okay.speeches today sure are easy to make." "Master hand," Peach started. "How on earth could you possibly plan an entire interview with only a half an hour?" "I dunno," Master hand answered. "Are you perhaps suggesting that we do something else, Princess?" Peach shrugged. "I dunno. How about you, Zel?" "I dunno. Master hand?" "Hey, we can't just spend thirty minutes saying 'I dunno.' That would just be stupid." All of a sudden, Peach got up and kicked the legs of Zelda's chair. With an "oomph!" the Hylian princess fell back. "Peach, what on earth was that for?" Zelda asked, rubbing her back. "I don't know. We have to do something," Peach said. She smiled and winked. Zelda grinned back. "Okay. If that's how you're going to play." she said. Zelda sprang up and grabbed Peach's wrist. "Take this, you poophead!" In a whisper that only she and Peach could hear, Zelda counted to three. The Mushroom Kingdom princess flipped in the air, as Hyrule's princess twisted her arm. It looked like Zelda had spun Peach around, when in reality, Peach flipped herself. "OHHH!" Peach cried in false agony. "HOW RUDE!!" She got to her feet, and the two princesses circled each other, jabbing the air with their fists. Then suddenly, Peach erupted: "WWF! WWF! STEEEEEEEEEVE AUSTIN!! WWF! WWF! STEEEEVE AUSTIN!! STEEEEEVE AUSTIN! STEEEVE-" Trying hard to suppress a laugh, Zelda brought her fist over Peach's head and whacked her. At least, that's what it looked like. Instead, Zelda stopped her clenched hand millmeters from Peach's head. The toadstool princess fell to the ground and did not get up. "Hey, that's no fair!" Master hand complained, though also trying not to laugh. "You're battle's not going to begin for a little while." "Speaking of which," Zelda interjected. "Why don't you bring up who will be fighting this one with us?" She brushed away a loose strand of hair and helped Peach to stand up. Luigi and Dr. Mario appeared out of nowhere. "These are the teams," Master hand announced. "Blue-Luigi and Zelda. Yellow-Peach and Dr. Mario!!" The four smashers were transported back to the trenches to change. "Good luck, Zellie," Peach said, putting on a brown wig. "Good luck to you, Peachie," Zelda responded. "But you don't even stand a chance, sister!" The two of them shook hands, and stepped back out to the trenches.