Chapter 7: Break time
"Awright, guys! Who's up for some food and drinks?" asked Fox.
"Me!" cried Falcon. Everyone else agreed.
"Let's get… some of everythin'!" declared Roy.
Later…
"Oh man, is this good…" muttered Roy as he wolfed down his twenty-first chicken leg.
"Ditto." Answered Fox, who was shoving loads and loads of potato wedges down his vulpine throat.
"KIRBY! WHAT THE HECK ARE YA DOIN'!" screamed Captain Falcon, for Kirby was sucking up Captain Falcon's favorite food: Pizza.
"Hooiii!" said Kirby in a sad attempt to say hi.
"Wonder what the next match will be?" asked Fox.
"Augh!" yelled Falcon.
"What?" asked Roy, unsheathing the Sword of Seals.
" Isn't that… Peach, Pichu, Y. Link, and Yoshi of Team 4?" asked Fox.
Kirby nodded. Then, he produced a paper and pen, and wrote these words: What happened?
"It was horrible. Somebody assaulted us when we were preparing for the next round. It's us vs. Team 3 in fifteen minutes!"
"D' you know who's facing who?" asked Roy, but Fox quickly elbowed him and motioned the warrior to pay attention.
"Anyways, I have two broken wrists, Pichu has basically a whole badly battered body, Y. Link has both his legs snapped, and Yoshi's arms are dead.
"So ya can't move." Finished Falcon.
"Hole in one." Groaned Peach.
"AAAAHHHHHHH!" screamed Fox as he keeled over.
"Fox! What's wrong?" asked Roy, bewildered.
All of a sudden, Kirby and Captain Falcon also keeled over, groaning and moaning in pure agony.
"Guys!" yelled Roy, but he too, doubled over in pain.
"What's happening to us!" groaned Fox as he clutched his stomach and rolled over in pain.
"Collect the specimen, and kill the spare." Said a cruel voice.
Next chapter: Tests