AN- Wow! Two chapters out in less than a three month span! It must be a new record! Well, wahoo. I wouldn't get used to it if I was you guys. But who knows? I may even surprise myself!

Outskirts of the Mushroom Kingdom- 10:57 AM

Luigi sighed as he sat down on an old tree stump. He had calmed down considerably since he had seen his destroyed kitchen. He decided what he needed to do was spend the day out in nature as a sort of meditation. The green Mario brother always found himself at home in the outdoors, even if everything in them scared him. Maybe a nice day out will help me forget about that damn Mario…

He pulled off the green backpack on his back and undid the zipper. After a bit of rummaging through things, he pulled out a small paper bag. Attached to it, was a note.

Luigi,

Really sorry about your kitchen. But I swear it wasn't my fault. There was this insane bird who was stealing our ham. I hope you have a nice day out. I packed you a lunch, a chicken sandwich done the way you like it. I just want you to know that you are my best fr… Hold on a second. They're showing old Ninja Turtles cartoons on TV! I'll finish writing this when the show is over.

Luigi cocked an eyebrow as he looked at the bottom of the page. "That idiot didn't even remember to come back and finish the note!" He shook his head, reaching into the bag and pulling out what could loosely be described as a sandwich. Mario had simply taken a big chicken leg, a head of lettuce and a fat tomato, and shoved them between a piece of white bread and a piece of rye bread, and doused it in spaghetti sauce. Luigi's eyes bulged out slightly as he started at the culinary disaster. After a long moment of silence for the chicken that was killed to make it, he quickly shoved the sandwich back into the paper bag, replaced it in his backpack, and decided to move on.

Despite all the bad things going on, Luigi found himself lightening up a bit. Suddenly, from seemingly nowhere, a rock smashed into the back of his head with immense speed. Luigi fell forward, cursing lightly under his breath. He rubbed the sore spot on his neck and looked around, wondering where the projectile could have came from.

Hiding behind a bush, the First Ghost chuckled softly to himself. I gotta keep this guy in a bad mood if I want to get them to fight. He's normally too soft when he isn't. He pulled out another rock, aimed carefully, and launched it, catching Luigi right in between his shoulder blades. The man in green stumbled forward, tripping over a loose vine. The ground below him was a steep incline, and so he tumbled downhill, quickly gaining velocity. He came to a stop at the end of the hill, smashing face first into the side of a large tree.

Through hazy eyes, he looked at the ground he was sitting on. Hmmm… rope… Why would there be rope in the forest…?

The rope net trap sprung, hoisting Luigi up into the air. Loud Italian curses flowed freely from his mouth as he tried in vain to free himself from his current predicament.

Meanwhile, a short distance away…

Kirby was humming to himself as he skipped through the forest. The sun was shining brightly, and the day was showing all the signs of being a good one. He came into a clearing, looked up, and stopped dead in his tracks. Hanging between two trees was a small billboard.

Fun Fact: Did you know that people who wear green taste incredibly delicious?

Kirby tilted his head to one side. He had not known that. He looked down as his stomach let out a small groan. He hadn't realized how hungry he had been until he had read that sign. He continued his walk, trying as hard as he could to shake his appetite.

Several meters up the path, he found himself face to face with another sign.

Another Fun Fact: Did you know that people with the letter "L" on their hats fill you more than any other kind of person?

Kirby quickly moved along, doing his best to control his urges of hunger. His new doctor had told him that eating things whole was having its effect on his insides, and that he should try to cut down on unchewed stuff.

The puffball quickened his pace, trying his best to forget about tasty green men with the letter "L" on their hats. But he came to a screeching halt as he saw yet another sign. This one was next to a net, and the net had a green man with "L" on his hat! The sign said:

Wow! A green man with an "L" on his hat! What are the chances of that?

Kirby tilted his head to the side in awe. What were the chances of that? If he turned down this wonderful luck, he might get cursed forever. In fact, it would be absolutely wrong of him not to take this opportunity. Having thoroughly convinced himself, he floated up into the air, drool forming along his mouth.

Luigi turned in his net, saw the hungry Kirby coming toward him, and used the only defensive maneuver he could think of. He screamed at the top of his lungs. This, however, did not even slow Kirby down as he made a beeline towards lunch. He was used to things screaming as he ate them.

Right as Kirby came in close, Luigi shut his eyes, grabbed some of the rope constraining him, and concentrated his power. A faint green glow emanated from his gloves, and smoke started to creep up. The immense heat from his fireball technique singed the rope, freeing the younger Mario brother and sending him hurtling toward the ground.

Kirby growled as the green man slipped right past his mouth. No meal of his was gonna get away that easily! He dashed toward the ground, sending up dust as Luigi rolled to the side. The Mario brother and the puffball stood at a distance, each one staring the other down.

Of all the damn luck, I get attacked by some damn puffball! First my kitchen, then my idiot brother, then the stupid rock, and then the damn tree, and the net… Dammit!

Luigi flew forward, throwing out a dashing punch at the small Kirby. The pink warrior crushed himself flat against the ground, dodging the punch as it flew overhead. He then sprung up, using the momentum to flip kick Luigi in his soft underbelly. There was a groan from the Italian as he was knocked up into the air, coming down hard on his stomach.

Before the plumber could get himself back on his feet, Kirby jumped in front of him, pulling out a huge mallet from seemingly nowhere. Luigi let out an "oh crap" just in time to receive a powerful downward smash from the wooden weapon. Images of all the creatures Luigi had defeated with his own hammer flooded into his head, and he felt a pang of guilt. This hurts more than it looks…he lamented as Kirby rained down hammer blows onto his face.

Kirby pulled back, slightly winded from all the exercise. He was breathing heavily, and he realized he was out of shape. No more whole elephants for a while…

Luigi managed to pull himself to his feet, charging fire power into both of his hands. He jumped up into the air, and began throwing rapid fireballs back down toward the ground. Kirby ran back and forth, screaming in a shrill voice as he tried to avoid the rain of fire. One of the fireballs nicked him in the side, and his eyes shot open in pain. Smoke rose up from the wound, and Kirby plopped onto the floor, gently crying to himself.

Luigi landed, noticing his weeping opponent. His soft side came back in full force, and he felt like a fool. That poor little puffball…all he wanted was to be friends…He cautiously approached Kirby, reaching tenderly out with his hand. "There there…"

Just as Luigi's hand came into range, Kirby's eyes lit up. He opened his mouth wide and began sucking in air at an incredible rate. Luigi struggled against the suction as hard as he could, but he was losing ground. Using all of his energy in one burst, he lunged forward, wrapping his arms around a nearby tree and holding on for dear life. Foliage, small animals, and rocks zoomed by him as they were sucked into Kirby's seemingly endless stomach.

I'm… I'm loosing my grip! Just as Luigi could feel his hands slipping, there was a ripping sound from the region of his back. "My backpack!" The zipper finally snapped under all that stress, sending the contents of Luigi's backpack flying towards Kirby's mouth.

A certain paper bag was thrown open in the torrent, causing a certain disgusting lunch to come flying out. Luigi winced despite himself as Kirby sucked the chicken sandwich in, his eyes going wide and his face turning green. The vacuum effect of Kirby's mouth stopped suddenly, and Luigi fell to the ground.

Kirby fell to the ground, clutching at his stomach. Small groans escaped from him like puffs of air, and then he spun around, slowly crashing to the ground. There were one or two wet gurgles, and then Kirby's eyes closed for good.

Luigi picked himself up, brushing his clothes off. He looked at down at the destroyed paper bag and sighed. Even when he isn't here, Mario always gets to beat the bad guy… dammit… The younger Mario brother hung his head, walking off into the distance with a slight depression taking over his mood.

From behind his bush, the first ghost smacked himself in the forehead. "Man, this is the stupidest tournament ever… He's gonna be really pissed…."

An undisclosed location- An unknown time

"Hahahahaha! I've done it! I'll show them! I'll show everyone! My greatest masterpiece! Completed!" The third ghost threw his hands into the air triumphantly as he looked down at his project. Very soon, glory and revenge would be his…

AN- Well, that wraps up another chapter. Not much to say, except stay tuned. Next match is Gannon vs Marth. Yay!