Wario de Mambo!
The blade of the katana gleamed in the party lights.
"Prepare to meet your end," murmured Kat, raising it above her head.
"It will not be my end, but yours!" Ana spat back, brandishing her equally-shiny sword.
"It doesn't have to be this way," Kat said with menace in her voice as she slowly circled her sister. "You know what it is I desire."
"I'm not lettin' you use my Doggie Surprise!" Ana whined.
"Fool!" Kat snarled. "We both know that the matriarch bought it for us to share!"
"Then why," Ana pressed, "Did she only address me when she picked it out?"
"THAT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING!" Kat roared in fury.
Ana smirked. "I must have hit pretty close to the mark to get you all worked up like that."
"That's it!" Kat growled, and she sprang forward, sword at the ready. She didn't get far, however; Jimmy had caught her by the shirt collar and was holding her.
"Hey, hey," he said, "No fighting at the party."
"Let me go!" Kat cried, wriggling. "I must exact my vengeance!"
"Hey, I'll tell you a secret," Jimmy whispered, kneeling down to Kat's level. "I heard that Wario had cookies shipped in that are as big as dinner plates. If you behave, I'll get one for you when he puts them out. What do you say?"
"Okay!" Kat said, immediately cheerful.
"Good girl," Jimmy said with a smile. "Now why don't you…"
Jimmy didn't get farther than that; the lights went out, and several spotlight beams from the ceiling began circling the room. A quick tempo began playing over the stereo speakers.
"Ladies and gentlemen!" 9-Volt boomed over the loudspeaker, "I think you all know what time it is! Wario de Mambo! Everybody form groups of three!"
This was met by much cheering and clapping, and all the guests gradually got in separate groups on the dance floor. Wario was grouped with Mona and Dribble.
"I think you all know how this works," 9-Volt said cheerily. "Copy your partners! And… memorize!"
"Think you can keep up with me, big W?" Mona asked, narrowing her eyes slyly as she began moving to the rhythm. "Match this!"
After all the groups had finished, 9-Volt said, "Okay, now it's time for the others to copy them! Whoever fails is eliminated!"
"I'm watching them all," Dr. Crygor said from where he was perched on a ladder, wearing goggles that tracked how well everyone danced.
"Ready? Go! 4, 3, 2, 1!"
The third members of each group tried hard to keep up with their partners. Wario didn't do so good, however, as he slipped and fell on the floor on his first try.
"I can't get up!" he whined, thrashing on the floor. "I can't get up!"
"Oh, Wario," Mona said, rolling her eyes. "Here, give me your hand." She reached out to help him up.
"Thanks, doll," Wario said, taking her hand and allowing her to pull him up.
Meanwhile, the dance continued to go on, and by this time a few of the groups had been eliminated.
"We gotta get back in the groove, man!" Dribble said. "Hurry up!"
"Ready… memorize!" 9-Volt said from up his DJ stand.
"Memorize this!" Wario shouted, and he went to the middle of the dance floor and started doing the craziest, most bizarre dance any of them had ever seen.
"Well look at this!" 9-Volt said. "It appears Wario has a brand-new style he wants to show all of us!"
"Look at him go!" Spitz said in amazement.
"It's both horrific and stomach-turning," Crygor said. "But yet… I can't look away."
Wario danced for almost three minutes straight, pulling all sorts of outrageous moves that nobody ever associated with dancing before. Eventually, 9-Volt had to press the 'finale' button on his keyboard to end the music, causing Wario to collapse on the floor, out of breath. The entire room erupted in applause.
"Ah, thank you, thank you!" Wario said when he finally stood up. "You're too kind!" He wiped the sweat off his brow, walked to the snack table to grab a nacho, then went out onto the terrace to get a breath of air.
"Like I said before," said Becky, who had come up beside Mona, "I don't know what you see in him."
Mona didn't seem to hear her, and said, "I'll be right back," and she walked towards the terrace.