I do not own Smash Brothers. (insert witty line)


Fox

Today would be the first time that he would be seeing Krystal since the battle on Dinosaur planet. Holy crap, he thought, you'd think they would've thought of a name that was more meaningful for a planet.

He invited her to this restaurant on Corneria. This restaurant was exclusive to the elite and rich. He managed to get in with his celebratory status. That, and he droved the Landmaster to the front and threaten to blow up the establishment unless he receive two reservations.

Fox satpatiently by his table, awaiting Krystal's arrival. He checks his watch and resume tapping his finger and drinking his bottle of Coors. Eventually his patience pays off. Through the entrance way the Matrie' d escorted Krystal to Fox's table.

She sat across Fox and smiled warmly.

"Hello, Fox, it's been awhile."

"Humph!" replied Fox, enthusiastically.

"O-kay," replied a stunned Krystal. "So," so asked, trying to change topics, "have you ordered any food for us."

Fox responded with a loud "Humph!"

Krystal arched her eyebrows. He really had changed since their last meeting.

"Are you feeling alright, Fox?" worry crept into her voice.

"Humph!" he answered.

"Look," she growled, exasperated by his antics, "if I happened to be bothering you, than just tell me what's wrong!"

Fox shook his head. "Humph!"

"Fine, I'm leaving, you insensitive, arrogant bastard!" She backs her chair and takes Fox's beer and drenches him with the remaining contents. She shakes out the last few drops and then walks towards the entrance.

Fox wanted to go after her. But what would he say? Depressed from this dejection, he called for the waiter to get his check. He takes out his com unit and contacts Peppy.

Peppy's face flashed on the screen.

"Do a barrel roll!" He asked, expecting Fox to be at second base.

Fox shut his eyes. "Humph!" he replied.

Peppy nodded in sympathy. "Do a barrel roll!" he said quietly.

Fox decided to take Peppy's advice and headed home. Or ran home since he decided to do a dine and dash.

Jiggly puff

My, it was such a lovely day, thought Jiggly Puff. And the locals were quite courteous to each other. Several times she saw people were breaking car windows so that it wouldn't be overheated inside. Most often they took the car. She assumed they were driving the cars to their owners so they wouldn't walk so far to retrieve them.

She stops by a hooded person, who shifts his eyes quite quickly. He seemed nervous about something. Like someone was looking for him. He was probably playing hide and seek!

Jiggly Puff pulled on his leg pants. She wanted to play too!

The guy looks down. "What do ya want?" he asks, in a low voice.

"Jiggly Puff," she answered, cheerfully.

The man smiles, for it was a while since anyone wanted some.

He takes out a bag of the green and shows it to Jiggly Puff.

"This stuff, is from up north, so it's primo, ya get?"

Jiggly Puff didn't understand but she nodded anyway.

"So how much you-"

The guy stops in mid-sentence. Around the corner was a squad car. His mind races, and comes up with a rather clever plan.

He drops the bag onto Jiggly Puff and runs off.

What's this? questions Jiggly Puff. Was it candy?

She takes out a large scoop and eats it.

Bleah, it was terrible in taste. She holds the bag back and winches in disgust.

Suddenly, the world grew rainbows and funny hats. Whee, she danced step by step with the tap-dancing pink hippos.War had touched the lands of the electro bunnies. She battled condescending telephones that were against wireless nodes. In her honor, the queen of puddles decided to hold a rock concert. She had fun singing with the famous Beetles. For people so small, they were talented.

Of all the words in the dictionary to describe this magical place, only two could justify what she experienced.

wHoa…DudE


McKaoi rubbed his eyes. "Whoa, what've I've been smoking?"

"Shh," hissed Murphey, "keep it down!"

"So you see it too?"

"Yeah," said Murphey, "I'm not blind."

"Let's just take him...her...it...to the station!"

They picked up Jiggly Puff and tossed...it...into the back seat. They also took the bag and stuffed it beneath the driver seat.


"Dude, that pink cotton candy was the bomb!"

Murphey gapped at his partner. "You didn't?"

His partner was holding a stick with bits of cotton candy stuck to it.

"Huh, whachu say?"

Murphey breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yeah, and the other one was awesome too!"

Murphey stares in horror.

His partner holds up another stick of cotton candy. His partner then clubs him. All the while, Jiggly Puff was hallucinating about a floating talking trashcan that spewed obscenities every second.