I'm back. Again. I'll just get right to it.

Luigi now hid in the game room, away from Samus. Remember?

"If that happens to me again, you'll be on the receiving end of my blast!"

Yeah.

Luigi was tired now, and was trying to regain his breath under the pool table. When it came back, he peeked out from the side of the table. Samus ran by the door quickly. Luigi sighed, relieved.

"Close one."

He stood up, forgetting he was under a table. He bumped his head. Hard. He almost knocked himself out, and Samus almost heard it.

"Ow…" Luigi said, groaning.

Captain Falcon, Marth, and Falco walked into the room. Luigi chuckled in that devious little brain of his and stayed silent. The three talked among themselves.

"You're going to lose," Falcon said, walking around the right of the table.

"Not today, Fal-cone. Not today," Falco said, following Falcon.

"I'm not losing again. I'll actually hit the cue ball this time," Marth said, standing on the left side of the table.

Falco and Falcon laughed alternatively. Don't ask why.

"Please," said Falco.

Marth said nothing.

"Rack 'em up," Falcon said, approaching the front of the table. A loud slam could be heard from above, and a lighter slam accompanied it. Falco approached Falcon, and the balls could be heard being placed on the table, and soon afterward, being rolled. The pool game had begun.

15 minutes later, the game ended, with Falcon as the victor and the victim of Marth's stranglehold.

"All right, that's enough!" Luigi yelled, standing up, forgetting he was under a table, banging his head, and crying out in frustration. "Ow!"

"Get out of there," Marth said.

Falco and Falcon ran away. Marth was rendered speechless as Luigi finally made it out from under the table alive and unharmed.

"I assume you don't know about my...?"

Marth shook his head as Luigi pulled out the greatness. He sprayed it in Marth's face. As this happened, Samus returned to the doorway, panting.

Luigi screamed like a girl.

Samus dived toward Luigi and missed because he was too short, and landed face-up on the pool table.

Marth proceeded to jump on top of her and remove her suit, piece by piece.

"Luigi!" Samus yelled. Luigi watched in silence. "I hate you so damn much-" Marth kissed her. Luigi pulled out a camcorder and placed it on a chair beside the table, focusing on the two.

"Damn, I only got 2 matches…I must do something about this!"

Luigi went into the kitchen to get something to drink. He opened the fridge to find a variation of Kool-Aid that I can't creatively name right now. Falcon ran into the kitchen and slid into the fridge door. While Falcon was grounded, Luigi sprayed him, then continued to fix his drink. Falcon, of course, sprang up and rushed out. Luigi grabbed his glass of…let's call it "drink"…and headed back to the game room.

Falcon was there, sharing with Marth. Samus seemed to be struggling all she could.

"Damn, I shouldn't be…" Luigi sipped his drink. "Letting this happen to her."

"OH MY GOD!"

Luigi turned around to see Yoshi, staring not in horror, but excitement.

"This is AWESOME!"

Luigi said nothing and sipped his drink. Samus managed to break free for a few seconds. She cried out in desperation:

"Luigi! Help me! Hel-"

And then the few seconds ended. Too bad.

"Oh, fine…"

Luigi sprayed Marth and Falcon with the antidote. Soon Marth came back to his senses, blushed hard, and ran away. Falcon, however, was either unaffected or was just not stopping.

Samus kneed him in the groin. Falcon fell off the table and on his back, preoccupied with pain.

"Sorry," he said, straining his voice.

Samus stormed off and shot Luigi with a missile in response. His drink remained untouched as he was sent flying into a wall.

"Aw, man!" Yoshi walked away.

"Well…let's try her next then and see how the others like it. I know I would…"

Samus came back, slapped Luigi, and ran away again. Luigi sipped his drink.

Meanwhile…

Link was trailing Roy and Peach, and had been for some time now. In fact, they were out of the field and headed towards the mountain where Zelda had been taken.

"I knew it was a mountain…"

Link soon disregarded his knowledge and continued to the mountain. Then he wondered something he wasn't even thinking about before.

"How is he this fast?"

After this thought, he could hear a whistling overhead, like something was falling. Link slowed down and looked up.

A demon-looking teen with a sword was plummeting towards him.

"Wow…"

Link got tackled off the scooter. He rolled onto the ground, over the rocks, as the teen clung to his tunic. Link landed face-up.

The teen definitely looked like a demon: black wings, black spandex, a tail, horns, a purplish visor. Yep. This one was different, Link thought.

"Can you get off?" he asked. The demon-teen thrust his sword toward Link's head. He quickly rolled over and pinned him with his foot. "Thanks."

There was an explosion of electricity that knocked Link back a bit. The teen stood and brushed himself off.

"Listen…elf-man. What's your problem? Do you think that you could just get some gas and not pay for it?"

Link thought for a bit.

"Oh. Who are you?"

"I'm Alastor. I'm taking up a summer job to get some money. And you're not helping."

Link handed the demon 25 bucks.

"…Thanks…Oh, have you seen somebody named Joe?"

Link quickly drove off.

Let's go for the big 100. Plus 2, because I'm weird like that.