…So…whatcha doing this weekend? Anything important?

Luigi was walking to the arcade, thinking about whoever Pikachu's true love was or could be. (The loss of the antidote barely crossed his mind. Idiot.) Well, he soon reached it. It was on the western side of the mansion, close to the garages. He had almost gotten in trouble and in the hospital for attempting to take a joyride in the Blue Falcon. But he learned his lesson, somewhat.

Pikachu was playing some outdated arcade fighting game. It was called Marvel Super Heroes vs. Street Fighter. (Pikachu knew it was outdated; he wore gloves as not to get "old" on his paws. But Marvel vs. Capcom 2 wasn't working so, what's a rat to do?) Luigi observed him, trying his hardest to defeat Dan. (Yes, Pikachu sucked. It was hard to balance on a three-legged stool and input the command for the Shun Goku Satsu all at once. He was a fan of flashy stuff. Also, the cobwebs were kinda bothering him.)

"So…Akuma…" Luigi said, trying to make conversation. Pikachu said nothing and continued his button mashing.

"Dan is the biggest joke in Capcom's history. Do you agree?" asked Luigi. It looked like Pikachu nodded, but he was unsure.

"Need help?"

"K.O.!" the screen announced. Pikachu had lost. He banged his protected paws on the buttons in anger. Then the stool broke, and Pikachu fell on his face quickly. He uttered something, but it was muffled.

"Pikachu?"

Pikachu got up. He jumped up to Luigi's face and smacked it.

"Idiot," the rat said.

"Stop smacking me! How many times has this happened already?"

5 punches, 1 mallet blow, 1 missile blast, 3 slaps counting now, and 1 swift kick in the ass.

"…I'm so abused…" Luigi said sadly. "Okay then!" That sudden cheer came back, and Pikachu became a victim to the greatness. He rubbed his eyes quickly, and then it started. He ran directly through the game he had previously failed in, creating a Pikachu-shaped hole in the wall behind the machine. Luigi peeked through the hole. The rodent had created about 4 others in 4 different walls.

"Wonder where he's going?"

Luigi went into the large nearby garage and hopped on Link's motorcycle. It was more of a dirt bike than a motorcike. (I know that's not a real word.) He revved up and drove through one of the rev-activated garage doors. He sped around the mansion to the front, and then jumped off, causing it to crash into something statue-y. He ran inside, almost tripping over Sandbag.

"Somebody pick this thing up!" he yelled as he ran upstairs. He could hear Pichu's light, annoying voice in the distance. He wasn't too surprised. But as he ran to Pichu's room to investigate, he was surprised by the fact that the two rats ran right by him and headed to Mario's room. Luigi stopped, turned around slowly, sighed, and ran to the big bro's room.

Pikachu was trying to tie Pichu to the bedpost with some chains he miraculously obtained. Yoshi was now undressing Mario. Luigi didn't like this too much, yet he still watched.

"This is kinda weird…Kirby and Jigglypuff, I mean, come on. But these three? Come on."

Pichu was officially bound, and Pikachu started licking him on his neck.

"Why aren't you trying to stop this?" Mario asked, now even more weirded out.

"I can't," Luigi said simply. Mario would've spoke again, but that damn tongue of Yoshi's…

"Pikachu, what are you doing?" Pichu asked, blushing, trying his hardest not to like it.

Pikachu said nothing and began slowly stroking Pichu's fur. Luigi sighed.

"…Well, that wasn't very smart…"

Is anything?

"You be quiet." Luigi was about to leave, when Link rushed in the room, hitting Luigi in the nose with the doorknob.

"Did you crash my bike into that porcelain statue I made of Zelda?"

Luigi searched for the right answer. He found this.

"Aww…"

Link punched Luigi square in the jaw. That must mean he didn't forgive him.

Link kicked Luigi square in the nuts. That must mean he didn't like him very much.

Link left the room, feeling a little better. Luigi rolled out of the room, holding his most sensitive of areas. The pain in his jaw was nothing compared to that. The boots made it much worse.

"What did I ever do to deserve this treatment...?" he groaned.

"Shut up!" Link yelled in the distance.

Okay. Let's go for…170.