SUMMER DAYS

Disclaimer: I don't own anything. But I really would like to own something. So if someone could give me the rights to all the Nintendo characters in this story, I'd really appreciate it. If you can't manage that, please give me 10 free GameCubes. Or a talking monkey. Or a review.
If you don't give me anything, Jigglypuff will make sure you wake up in Norway tomorrow!

Chapter 6

Samus sat patiently watching as Captain Falcon made a lot of song and dance out of his very touching and kind 'special treat for the poor children'.
"So you see, I was really worried for the kids. This was obviously important to them," explained Captain Falcon. "You know what children are like. They'd feel really disappointed unless they got this lovely toy. So that is why I bought it for them, because..." he paused as he took out his next cue card... "...because the sound of children's laughter is the most important thing in the entire world. And I knew that it would be wonderful to make it appear."
"How touching," said Samus kindly. "Why don't you come here, sweet?"
"Really?" gasped Captain Falcon, amazed that she wanted to be with him.
"Of course," smiled Samus (not that Captain Falcon could see her smiling, because she was wearing that Chozo suit of hers which covered her face).
"Wow," breathed Captain Falcon, amazed that Bowser's plan had worked. He was finally going to do it with Samus, goddess of lust and ... er... six. Goddess of lust and six. (Must remember to keep this PG.)
Captain Falcon slowly walked over to Samus and placed his hands on her.
"What is that lovely smell?" said Samus.
"Broccoli," breathed C. Falcon.
"For me?" said Samus suggestively.
"Yes... Bowser said it made me look sexy..." (I meant sixy. Honest.)
"How sweet of Bowser..."
"Yes... Bowser is nice... but not as nice as you... take off the suit..."
"Naturally," said Samus passionately, whilst she thought to herself: "So Bowser thinks he can control me, eh? I'd better see to him..."
"Why don't you take it off for me?" she said out loud.
Captain Falcon stretched his arms out...

Four seconds later...
Yoshi was in one of his smarter moods, and was just coming up with the solution for global overpopulation via the destruction of asymmetry in nebulan cubic fractions combined with the inverse negative product of hyperradial statistical anomalies... well the point is that he was doing something really really really really important just when Captain Falcon landed on top of him.
"Ar!" said Yoshi, slightly surprised by this turn of events.
Captain Falcon would have said something cool to cover up his embarrassment, but as it happened, his mouth was gagged. And his hair was on fire. And in addition to all that, there were also really really giant bits of wood sticking out of his stomach, poking into Yoshi's head. And by into, I mean that they were half decapitating him. Not necessarily a bad thing.
"Arararararar!" cried Yoshi, running around in circles and covering his eyes, inadvertently dragging Captain Falcon around with him.

"Mamma mia!" cried Mario, running around in circles and covering his eyes, accidentally dragging his brother Luigi around with him.
"It's-a all right," consoled Luigi, who was holding on to Mario's leg. "Two hundred and sixty two thousand one hundred-a and forty three dollars and ninety six-a cents-a isn't too much of a debt. Imagine if it was two hundred and sixty two thousand one hundred and forty four thousand dollars!"
"But-a how?" said Mario, calming down. "Who would buy three extra GameSpheroids� on my credit card? Is-a he insane? This is cruel-a-ty!"
"It doesn't matter, Mario. The child-e-ren will now-a be four times as happy with four times the GameSpheroids�!"

"WHAT?" cried Nana in shock, astonishment, and... well, you get the idea.
"I just said!" said Young Link. "We don't have any games at all!"
"That's a total rip off!" said Nana, utterly disgusted by this development.
"And the fact that we have four times the GameSpheroids� but just as few games makes me four times as unhappy! You know what? This blows."

"This blows!" said Marth angrily. "I swear, it's true!"
"Come on," chided Roy. "Nobody's that stupid."
"I'm telling you, Luigi was like that! He was here a moment ago."
"Then why isn't he here now, Mr. Big Shot?"
"I don't know! But I swear, it was hilarious!"
Roy grimaced. "I seriously doubt that. There's absolutely nothing funny about seeing some guy in a green shirt acting like a complete idiot, Marth."
Marth produced a conveniently placed digital video recorder.
Many many many hours later, possibly the next day...
Roy was roaring with laughter. "Ha ha ha ha! That's brilliant! I never realised how fun it could be watching Luigi act stupidly like that! It's hilarious!"
"Yeah, I know! Can you believe that this little guy actually saved Mario once?"
"Barely! You know, this recording is brilliant! We ought to show it to everyone else. They'll absolutely love it! Marth, you're brilliant!"
"Hey, don't go giving me the credit! Mewtwo and I just found him sitting there staring at it. He probably decided to read it himself!"
"Nobody ever needs to know..." said Roy thoughtfully.

The digital video recording by Marth of Luigi reading the worstseller "How to Trick Italian Plumbers" was eventually shown to all the Nintendo mascots in the Smash Mansion. They all agreed it was funny, with the exception of two brothers who failed to see anything unusual about it. The video eventually made its way to the famous "Nintendo's Funniest Home Videos", winning the prize for second-most stupid situation (right after the clip of Yoshi trying to teach the fundamentals of short addition to Peach with his limited vocabulary). The show was eventually canned after an unfortunate incident involving a refreshment stand, Kirby, Toad, and a stereo, to the dismay of fans studio-wide. However, everyone forgot about the whole thing a few days later after the arrival of the six hundred and forty third season of Pichu: The Pikachu-like Pokemon with Cuter Ears than Pikachu and a Very Very Disyllabic Name.

"I don't believe this!" shouted Fox McCloud. "It's utterly ridiculous! You're an absolute foolish moronic nincompoop-like numskull! An insult to molluscs!"
"Look, I'm really sorry," stammered Falco Lombardi. "It's just that well, like I said a moment ago, in the heat of the battle, you two looked really similar-"
"Does this -" Fox brandished a photo of himself standing next to an Arwing � "look like this?" Fox pulled out a picture of Fox McCloud Kirby, the Fox look-a-like with an appetite of steel and with the ability to leap tall buildings if he was standing high enough (that's really high).
"Well -" Falco gulped � "...he has... the same... ears as you, I guess... and the same head piece... and the exact same model of blaster..."
"Is that all you remember me by?" screamed Fox. "MY EARS?"
"They're... very... distinctive ears. Attractive. Cute. Memorable. Handsome."
"MY EARS AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE CUTE! THEY'RE SUPPOSED TO CAUSE DREAD, FEAR, TERROR! NOT CUTE!"
"I thought you started wearing your ears like that because Fara said that -"
"SHUT UP!" shouted Fox angrily. "It's none of your buisiness."
"But Fox, you just brought it up to begin with-"
"Listen, buddy," said Fox, grabbing Falco by his collar. "It is not in any way my fault that you can't distinguish between me and a bit of slime the size of my head. Shut up now, or I swear I will pluck each of your feathers individually."
"Okay," said Falco hastily.
"Didn't you just hear me? SHUT UP! Oh, that's it." Fox pulled out his blaster. "Just for the record, it's your co-worker Fox who is about to disembowel you gradually, not some pink coloured pacifist glutton from an irregular decagon. Which is yellow. And has a lamebrain name."
Falco readied himself for a fight, but realised that he was at a disadvantage (mainly because Fox had taken the liberty of tying him to the gates of the Smash Mansion before his little interrogation session). "Oh SHOOT," he said.
Luckily for him, Yoshi darted by, knocking Fox into a tree, and also inadvertently dragging around star racer Captain Falcon.
"Slow down, Yoshi!" said C. Falcon. "Just slow down so that I can dislodge this last piece of timber and get off on you. I mean, and get off with you. No, I meant so I could get you laid off on... get laid with me?... get hot on off?..."
"Arararararararararar!" cried Yoshi, covering his large eyes with his large hands, wondering why this sort of thing always happened to him.

--begin flashback--
--insert sad romantic music--

Yoshi, carrying Mario, jumped across a wide river. Mario realised that Yoshi wouldn't make it, and thus bailed at the last minute, landing on a log, while alligators mauled Yoshi to death...
Kirby ate Yoshi and then spat him out into Bowser's shell...
Ness pushed Yoshi's head into a kitchen sink drain...
--end flashback--

"There, there, it's all right," said Captain Falcon, stroking Yoshi. Yoshi was in tears. "Captain Falcon's here to make everything better."
"Wait," thought Yoshi. Captain Falcon? Stroking him? But then Falcon was �
"Arararararararararar!" cried Yoshi, running around in circles.

Ganondorf stormed down the halls of the Smash Mansion, muttering insanely to himself. "That pesky Link," he said. "If only I could somehow remove him. He is the problem! He is the reason I can't take Zelda and then rap� I mean, and enrapture her. Enrapture. But, of course, she doesn't like me, does she? Maybe I'll just kill her!" He squeezed a rod of metal tightly, crumbling it to dust.
"But how to get past all of the security and spells surrounding those two?" he said to himself. "I know! I shall employ an agent who does not carry my mystic purple-coloured aura to destroy Link! Someone to do the work that I, alas, cannot do in person! Somebody," he grinned menacingly, "that he trusts..."

Young Link was licking a Sugar Roll ('Sugar Roll � lots of fun! For you! Because we say so! And you're supposed to believe us! Now 1 fat free!'), while considering Ganondorf's proposition which had been proposed to Young Link in a proper pro-prosperous prominently productive procedure. Probably, the proactive pre-adolescent would pre-empt his preoccupation with the protein pack produced prior to the proposal of the pro-evil pronoun named profligate problem that was Ganondorf.
"So will you do it, Young Link?" said Ganondorf rather eagerly.
"Call me Link!" said Young Link. "That's my name!" He threw the Sugar Roll away. It landed in Fox's eye just as he was about to shoot Falco.
"But will you do it, Yo- I mean, Link?" corrected Ganondorf.
"So let me get this straight. You want me to sneak up to my older self, and then kill him while he's not looking, despite the fact that he would remember my earlier murder attempt (or is that suicide attempt? Hard to tell) and take Precautions, with a capital 'P', comrade. And let me tell you that it has been proved, (categorically, comrade; categorically) that it would result in some strange time paradox which would collapse the fabric of the universe, bring my arch enemy number 634, Mistarge Owens, into being, and result in some lame video game spin-off that would embarrass Nintendo forever. Right?"
"Yes," said Ganondorf.
"Hmm..." considered Young Link, tugging his beard gently (fine, fine, he didn't have a beard, but he had always wanted one, so we'll just pretend that everyone was simultaneously hallucinating that he had a beard). "Such a potentially dangerous task... give me... sixty two jelly beans."
"Sixty two jelly beans? For that?" cried Ganondorf. "Thirty two!"
"Sixty-four."
"Deal!" said Ganondorf, passing over the jelly beans, and setting Young Link free to do a dastardly deed doomed to disintegrate directly after dismissal of dangerously downward odds diamonds divined days ago. (First person to tell me 1 if that made any sense 2 what it means 3 what it doesn't mean, and 4 how to pronounce it in Sumerian sign language, gets sixty four jelly beans!)
Young Link ran off to kill his older self. Unfortunately, after consuming one of the high-sugar jelly beans, he overdosed on carbohydrates and started deliciously dancing in dance clubs in Dallas dismissing his deadly deed. The point being that he forgot about the whole thing six seconds later. Right.
So...
Well...

"That's it, Samus," said Captain Falcon bravely, kicking down the door and then storming into Samus' bedroom. "I've had enough of your attitude."
The room was completely empty. A gust of wind blew a newspaper across the floor directly in front of C. Falcon. Country music began to play slowly.
"That's odd," said Captain Falcon. "This is Samus' room. Samus is supposed to be in her room, unclothed, waiting for me to arrive. Why isn't she here?"
Falcon began to search around the room. He opened the shutters to the window and peered outside. No Aran. She must be playing hard to catch, decided C. Falcon. But then where would she be hiding? Inside her vanity case? No. Behind a hand mirror? No. Inside the chest of drawers? Falcon checked... no. So where could she be hiding right now?
"I know," said Captain Falcon to himself. "Perhaps Samus is hiding under the covers of that bed over there." And so he walked over and checked under the covers. Hmm. Maybe if he got under the covers...?
"That's odd," he said. "I didn't know that Samus had pictures of snow men on her bed sheets." He smiled to himself. "She's still a child at heart. How sweet."
Popo and Nana walked into their bedroom. "I told you, you were the last one using it!" said Popo. "Sheesh. You're so argumentative. Nana, sometimes I really have no idea whatsoever why I hang around you all the time."
Nana grabbed him by the neck and dug her fingers into his throat. Snarling, she growled, "You hang around me because you are madly in love with me and do not want to be parted from me. Ever! DO YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"Yes, sir," gasped Popo meekly. "But didn't you say yesterday that it was because we are... er... very trustable climbers... with patience... and calm?"
Nana reverted to 'sweet, innocent, clueless young lady' mode. "Oh, calm," she said in a gentle tone. "You're right. We stick together because we can trust each other with our reputations, our well being, our happiness, our lives."
"Right, right," said Popo. "Could you please stop strangling me, Nana?"
"What? Oh, oops!" Nana released her grip. "Sorry," she giggled. "I forgot all about that. I am a bit forgetful sometimes."
"So, then, Nana, I trust you're done trying to murder me? Because -"
"Me? Murder you? Of course not. That was only a game. Only in fun."
"Fun. Right. Fun. Well, then, Nana, now that you've had your 'fun', could we get back to work? You know, the climbing gear?"
"Climbing gear, Popo? Oh, right! The climbing gear. Like Ness said."
"Ness is really clever at things like this. It's real admirable," sighed Popo.
"Clever he may be, but Ness is a dirty, rotten..." Nana paused. "Hey, what's that under our bed covers? It's giant!"
"I don't know," said Popo, pulling out his mallet. "But it looks really dangerous � possibly even man eating. Nana, you pull off the covers. I'll cover you."
Nana whipped off the sheets to find Captain Falcon sprawled on the bed. Falcon looked up. "Wait!" he said. "I can explain. You, see... er... I wanted to get in bed with... I mean at... I wanted to find her... so I could sleep with y..."
Nana and Popo glanced at each other, disgusted looks on their faces.
The last thing C. Falcon saw was Popo and Nana aiming their big mallets.

Ganondorf watched Young Link bouncing around outside eating candy. "I don't believe it!" he raged. "The child was supposed to kill his older self resulting in the end of the universe, not eat jelly beans! I must find somebody responsible with whom I can trust the job of killing Link."
By an amazing coincidence (or plot device) Mario and Luigi walked by at that very moment, Mario still suffering a nervous breakdown over his bills.
"Hey," said Ganondorf. "I've got a good idea. I think I'll just ask those two guys walking by right now to kill Link for me. In case anyone eavesdropping can't remember, I can't kill Link because of some non-existent spell of eternal protection which will be conveniently forgotten by the beginning of chapter 7."
Out loud, he said, "Hello, my... er... friends. You're very good friends. So please... er... could you both please do me a favour?"
"What-a would you like us to do?" said Mario in an unsuspecting way.
"Well, I've just found out... that Link is a... is not Link. He is... he is actually one of Bowser's sons in disguise... and he wants... to kill Princess Peach... with a hair brush. It's absolutely terrible, isn't it, Mario? And you, Luigi?"
Luigi gasped. "A hair brush-a? Mario! We must-a stop Link; put him in jail!"
"Wait!" interrupted Ganondorf. "I don't think that you should just stop there."
"What do-a you mean?" said Mario rather confusedly (actually, very much so).
"Well, since Bowser has performed so much mischief, it is about time that you both teach him a lesson. Why don't you kill Link? It would make things a lot easier for everyone. After all, consider all the evil and havoc that has been wreaked by the malignant Bowser for years and years. Couldn't you possibly kill just one more Koopa to end it all? The final sacrifice? The end to pain?"
Mario was shocked. "I refuse-a to do that? I'm-a not a killer, Ganondorf!"
Ganondorf recited the names of every single Koopa Mario had ever met.
"I don't-a kill them!" yelled Mario, waving his brass-knuckled fist threateningly. "I didn't even kill Bowser! I just explode him and knock him off-a buildings!"
"Come on Mario, everybody in this room has killed someone before."
"Well, not-a me! Perhaps you all are-a mad! I would never kill!"
From an air conditioning vent, a voice came: "And I never killed Gigas! I just taught him morals and convinced him to become a good, loyal pet!"
Another voice: "And I would never kill a Kopi or a polar bear. You may not believe me, but I get stunt doubles to take their place. STUNT DOUBLES!"
"And I never killed Ganon. I just kind of let him escape every single time!"
"And I never killed Daisy, even when she beat me in a round of tennis!"
"And I never killed Dedede. I just set him on fire, mauled him to death with mallets, threw him headfirst into giant pits, and shot him out of a cannon!"
"And I never killed Mother Brain! I set the damn thing on fire and ran for it so that absolutely nobody would notice the space pirates escaping with it!"
Everyone, especially Mario and Luigi, looked pointedly at the evil Ganondorf.
Silence.
"Why is everyone suddenly in this room?" said Ganondorf.
Everybody scattered, so as to avoid plot discontinuity.
"You see?" said Mario. "True heroes don't kill even when it's absolutely-a obvious that-a they should-a do it. Only a villain like-a you would even dare considering such a very, very, very horrible deed-a!"
"So I guess that means that you won't kill Link? Not even half kill Link?"
"How-a can you-a half kill somebody? The answer still-a is no."
"Not even for the sake of justice and harmony lasting forever and eternally?"
"Not even for the sake of justice and-a harmony lasting forever and eternally."
"You wouldn't even kill someone to get back the money you owed the credit card companies? The money which was completely wasted by 'friends'?"
"Don't you get it? We both refuse to take a life. For money, or for goodness."
"You wouldn't kill for good or for money, eh?" said Ganondorf thoughtfully.

"I can't-a believe that-a we agreed," said Luigi, amazed.
"But still!" said Mario. "We are killing Link-a for justice and for money's sake."
"Ah," said Luigi. "I see. The mean justifies the end, does it not, Mario?"
"You mean, 'The end-a just in-fights the mean', brother Luigi. The other way."
"No. Killing people is really, really fun! It's been days since I've done that!"
"Only a few days? But-a you've been stuck in the Smash Mansion today!"
"I dreamed of doing it. It's like magic. Just like COKEPSI�. Mm. Cokepsi�."
"Do you think that Ganondorf really believed that pacifist speech?"
"Of course-a, Mario. He is, after all, evil. Evil people tend to be stupid."

Outside GameSpheroid� Local Headquaters, Buisiness District. 8.47 A.M.
Kirby, Nana, Ness, Pikachu and Popo were crouched together, whispering.
"All right," said Ness. "We're all here together. We are, aren't we? Er... yes, we are. Right. Well. Listen carefully, okay? I'll go through this just once:
"The local HQ contains a vault with lots of super expensive games for the GameSpheroid�. This vault is situated five storeys underground, directly beneath the big Moonbucks coffee shop and adjacent to the cheapo Moonbucks coffee shop. The vault is absolutely airtight. Biological zappers at the door have been programmed to take out any form of life. Motion-linked laser firers destroy any moving objects. The windows, in a room five storeys underground, have been sealed tight with cement and dirt. The giant air conditioning duct which appears in any stereotypical vault is guarded by alarm-linked infra-red laser beams which are connected to a separate power supply, located in the big Moonbucks coffee shop. The room is so secure that even the top employees aren't able to get into there alive.
"Despite the fact that there is lots and lots of very very valuable stuff inside the vault, there is only one guard posted outside it. The guard is replaced every hour, on the hour. The new guard is even more alert than the old guard, and the old guard will be drunk within three minutes thanks to the new Intoxik-8 blend of coffee, which is, apparently, really good tasting, but, as everyone knows, inferior to Cokepsi! The stuff of life.
"Kirby, you're going to be the biological prevention mechanism remover. You will disarm the biological anti-theft machine for exactly as long as it takes us to steal the games. This will include a last minute chase sequence as you struggle to hold on for just a few seconds more. I'll be working with you too. Nana and Popo, you two are going to physically acquire the actual real-life manifestation of the target. And you, Pikachu, your job is to deactivate the high frequency vibration detectors for the ice climbers, using your natural skill, the creation of energy via electron bombardment. Any questions?"
"Yes," said Popo. "Were we supposed to understand any of that, Ness?"
Ness sighed. "Why can't you all act intelligently for once?"
Nana butted in. "How do you know what the vault is like? Have you been there? Do they keep blueprints on a net-linked server?"
Ness scowled. "Nana, stop acting intelligently."
"Fine," scoffed Nana. "Have it your way. But I swear, you'll be sorry!"
Pikachu piped up. "Pika pi, pi chu chu ka? Ka chu chu! Chu chu chuuuu!"
"What? Oh... walk into the main reception, turn left after the lifts, walk three doors down, take the emergency staircase up, it's the 72nd door on the left."
Pikachu scurried off to the bathrooms.
"Kirby? You happy with the plan?"
"What? Er... that's a... good point?" said Kirby.
Ness walked over to Kirby. "Kirby, why are you staring at pictures of food again? I told you to listen."
"I'm sorry, Ness. It's just that food is... so good... mmm... food..."
"You and Yoshi. You're both despicable gluttons. You know, being really greedy like that is sinful. It's rude, immoral, and bad for you. So after we finish stealing people's hard work from a legally protected vault, I'm only going to give you half the hot dogs that I promised you earlier."
"Only half?" whined Kirby. "I'm sorry, Ness, I really am."
"No buts," said Ness. "Only 32767.5 ice creams afterwards."
Kirby began to cry, but then noticed an ad on the wall, and went over to drool over it ('Wow! It's the New, All-Improved, Original Kentucky Fried Chestnut. Now selling for only $127.95'). "Mmm... fried stuff..." said Kirby.
Pikachu came running back to the others, shouting "Pika pi, pi chu chu chak!"
Ness turned around and psychically grabbed Pikachu by the tail. "Pikachu, I don't care whether or not your anatomy allows you to use the bathroom. FOR GOODNESS SAKE, IT'S JUST NATURE! IT DOESN'T MATTER! Now come on, let's go pinch some stuff that isn't going to benefit us in the long term."

"That's odd," said Peach. "I didn't know that vases were able to sing."
"Jiggly jil, jiggly jil, jiggly ul uh ji..." sang the very much enchanted vase.
"Oh, it's singing Christmas carols!" sighed Peach. "How very cute. I must find Zelda and tell her all about this magical vase of happiness. What a wonderful day this is for me!"

"What happened to Link?" said Zelda, looking around. Why couldn't a man who had saved Hyrule bear to watch her apply makeup?

Link escaped Zelda's room, grabbing, for no particular reason, a quarter, and a small pair of suspenders (you must particularly remember the suspenders).
He was walking down yet another empty featureless hallway in the smash mansion, when two slightly psychotic looking plumbers grabbed him.
"What the hell do you want with me?" said Link.
"We know-a exactly what you are up-a to," said Mario smugly.
"Yes," added Luigi. "What you are up to, that we know. You can't lie to us."
"What do you want with me? It's Link! Link, you know? Blonde, elfin ears, Master Sword, Ganon hurter, etcetera? Don't you recognize me, guys?"
"Nice try," said Luigi. "But you see, we know that you are actually a disguised Koopa out to kill-a us and Peach and everybody else-a. Don't even-a bother, wise guy! If you really are Link, then why would your mortal enemy Ganon who keeps trying to kill you want us to kill you? Obviously, you are just another of Bowser's annoying henchmen. We-a are going-a to teach you a very big lesson!" (Have you forgotten the suspenders?)
Link stumbled backwards, scanning around him. He was backed up against a window with no sill. Outside the window was a pool full of electric charges and piranhas.
"Oh no," he thought. He was surrounded by two psychotic plumbers and had nothing to defend himself with except a quarter and a pair of suspenders (which you must not forget). There was no way he could slip between them, or bribe them (a quarter isn't as much as you'd think. It's only worth a quarter of a dollar.)
Mario and Luigi looked at each other, then charged.

Next time (assuming there is a next time heh heh):
Will Link die? Will Jigglypuff shut up? Will that guy from the 70's show make a surprise appearance? Will Ness' plan actually carry out without a single flaw despite the odds? Will the planet implode? Or explode? Am I a stoned 8 year old boy? Am I a drunk 15 year old girl? Am I dyslexic? Will Ganondorf actually carry his evil plan out to its completion? Am I stupid? Do these brassieres make me look short? Is the Earth shaped like a cube? Am I running out of suspenseful questions to ask?

Answers: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, yes.
If you answered correctly to all these questions, then you obviously are too intelligent to be reading this junk. You want to go home and rethink your life.
If you answered any of these questions incorrectly, then you obviously are too stupid to be reading this humour piece. Try reading a Teletubbies story.
If you think that I don't want anybody to be reading this, then you are obviously socially incapable. Try learning how to speak like Pikachu.

EDIT: You're all probably wondering what happened to Yoshi. Well, he invented a magical machine and temporarily disappeared. So there are no plot inconsistencies in my story. Except for the 400th word in the story. It should be the opposite if you want to be factually incorrect, not just uninformed-ly incorrect.