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Ch.9:Sports Day

LAURA'S POV

The day was hectic. With cameras trying to get in the house it was like tying to protect Fort Knox. They finally stopped when Marth came racing out of my house like a lunatic waving his sword and yelling random Japanese. That was only at 2AM! It was about 7AM and I was getting ready for Sports Day. "It's when the school gives out prizes for being good at different sports." I explained "There's basketball, floor hockey, tennis, archery, soccer, tackle football and ping pong. Even people from outside the school sign up sometimes."

"Ping pong?" Mario questioned.

"Don't ask, maybe you guys can sign up."

"Why would I wish to humiliate myself?"

"You're just afraid I'll stuff ya on the b-ball court."

"I'll have you know I'm a foot and a half taller then you so it would be vise versa."

"Are you saying you're better then me?"

"And I'm prepared to prove it."

"Bring it on."

YL'S POV

Someone with absolutely no imagination could see the sparks fly as the two glared at one another. This would be chaos to the max. "Shouldn't you resolve this in a pleasant manor?" Peach inquired nervously.

"WHO ASKED YOU?" The tri fingered cat hollered. Peach nearly fainted. The glaring contest continued until the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it."

LAURA'S POV

"Sup, Alecia, ready to rock?"

"Never say that again."

"Kay, I just hope the guys on the b-ball team pass it." Last time they never passed to me once! I was right in front of the net, clear shot, no guards…and the guy passes the ball to one of his buddies in the corner with the whole other team guarding him, not even near the net. We would have won if it weren't for those guys (you know who you are). Alecia was joined up in tennis, Ashely was in hockey and tackle football and I was on the basketball team. "Let's go." As I walked out the door and followed her to the bus stop, the paparazzi attacked. "LEAVE ME THE BEEP ALONE!"

GRENFELL INTERMEDITE

ROOM 113(my homeroom)

8:30AM

"If one more reporter comes up to me and starts asking me questions I'm gonna scream!" I still have no sweet clue why the Smashers even came. Most of them never even signed up for a sport. YL along with his older self were in archery, Samus was in tackle football, Peach was in tennis along with Falco (bet ya never saw that coming) and Kirby and Jigglypuff were in soccer.

"Where's Falcon?"

"Oh, he's here, he's joined up in a sport."

FALCON'S POV

"Well this stinks."

"Shut up and serve the ball, I don't wanna hang around this ping-pong table all day." I don't even remember why I signed up for ping-pong, but I think it had something to do with a jar of pickles, a French teacher and an Uncle Cracker CD.

LAURA'S POV

"Good morning," The PA system blared. "and welcome to Sports Day! As you know there will be no classes due to this event." Everyone in homeroom cheered. "First event, Tennis, all students please move down to the gym, and will the crew from NTV news please stop blocking traffic. Thank you and have a good day."

GRENFELL GYMNASIUM

"This'll be so cool." I thought "I get to miss class; I'll smoke MT at 1 on 1…"

"Don't you mean the other way around?"

"STOP PROBING MY HEAD YOU WEIRDO FROM ANOTHER DIMENTION!" That gained some attention. Tennis was just about to start. The teams were Alecia and Peach vs. Falco and Some other person who I'm too lazy to mention. It was team 1's serve. Since I have no idea how to describe a tennis match, here's what happened. Peach served to Falco who hit it back to Peach who aimed it at some guy and he missed. Alecia served to some guy who hit it to Peach who missed. I don't what to bore you to tears so I'll skip straight to the match point. It was a dead heat. Both teams had 30 points (I don't know the scoring system in tennis so live with it) and it was Peach's serve. She served to Falco who hit it at Peach and she missed. Team 2 had won.

"HAHAHAHA! I won, I won!" Some guy interrupted.

"Don't you mean we won?"

"Whatever, all I know is that I'm better then you. IN YOUR FACE PEACH! HAHAHAHAHA…" Falco continued to laugh his head off, until Peach knocked some sense into him, literally. The blue falcon went soaring over the horizon.

"Was it really necessary to do that?"

"Perfectly, would you want him to brag like that all day? I didn't think so." Peach said with a smirk of satisfaction. "We may have lost the battle but Falco has no chance of winning the war." The crowd howled with excitement. A bunch of other matches followed.

"Our next event…soccer!" The gym teacher quickly took down the net and set up the goals. Kirby and JP got ready. "And would Ms. Peach Toadstool be kind enough to repair the roof of the gym, and no, we don't take Mushroom Kingdom coins." The teams set up; Kirby was on the blue team while JP was on the red team. The ref blew his whistle and off they went. It was pretty even till Kirby started sucking up the ref every time a penalty was called and JP sung half the team to sleep. The best part was when just before JP made everyone fall asleep, Kirby sucked up the soccer ball and turned into Ball Kirby. All the players woke up except for Kirby so they used him as the ball. He never woke up until the game was over and JP's team had won.

"Poy-yo." Which probably translates into "Note to self, bring ear plugs next time."

"Next event, tackle football, and remember, don't try and kill anyone, just send them to the ER." The nets were removed and the teams set up. It was kind of odd looking to see a robot-like-thing play football with a bunch of 7th and 8th graders.

"113, 7-47, 9-11, HIKE!" I would describe this event but then I'd have to change the rating from what it is now to R+. At the end of the game, Samus was on top of a dog pile of kids with Ashely on the bottom.

"Is there a doctor in the house?" An ambulance came later and carried of the football players, most of them were knocked unconscious. Hockey was pretty much the same as football. "Our next event is archery, and please, aim for the targets this time." YL and his older self set up. YL was up first. I don't know why, but I felt like this was not going to end well. He launched a flaming arrow at the target, but it didn't hit the target. It stopped it mid air and turned around.

"This isn't going to end well." The flaming arrow headed straight for YL's head! He dogged it, but then it swerved around again and started chasing him all around the gym. "CALL IT OFF NESS! I KNOW YOU'RE DOING THAT! STOP THIS THING!" I glanced over to Mewtwo, who had the guiltiest smirk you could picture on his face.

"Call it off, right now."

"Or what?"

"My friends won't like it if you don't call it off."

"And what are your friends going to do about it?"

"Turn around." He turned around, and met face to face with 24 seventh grade girls with doge balls.

"This is a complete waste of time so call off your little friends."

"…you wish…sick 'um." On queue, the girls pelted the defenseless cat with rubber balls, which took his mind off the arrow, so it harmlessly dropped to the ground. YL stopped running and walked over. "I think you killed him already, get up." The group left the scene, leaving the poor kitty in a mangled heap on the floor. "Does he have a grudge against you or something?"

"Are you kidding me? We've hated each other's guts since day 1 of the first tournament. Yet he and my older self are good buddies. He doesn't even know that we're practically the same person."

"Ya it's just like on Spiderman 2 when this buddy hated Spiderman cuz he thought that he killed his dad, but the guy's best friend was Peter Parker…you have no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"

"Not, a, clue."

"Figures. Hey wake up! B-ball's coming up and I'm not taking it easy on ya…WAKE UP!" That woke him up.

"Fine, when?"

"After the teams finish, you and me are playing 1 on 1." I started to walk off. "Oh, and by the way, don't take it easy on me, cuz I'm not taking it easy on you. Good luck, and may the best win."

"I intend to."

LATER ON

Team basketball was the usual junk: I'm wide open, guys never pass, we lost, guys go on and on about how good they are. But now, I had a bigger fish to fry, a cat-fish to be exact. Nearly everyone had left, only the Smashers stayed behind to watch. We walked out onto the court, waiting for the signal from the ref, Mario. "I want a good clean fight, no hitting below the belt and…"

"Mario, this is basketball, not WWF."

"Either way they're both going to kill each other." Nana chuckled. Popo was already taking in bets.

"Place your bets for the Super Sudden Basketball Death Math of the century!" Everyone was betting on the winner and I could tell who they were betting for.

"Time to prove them wrong." I thought.

"…sorry about that." He blew the whistle and threw the ball. I caught it. I swerved around him but he cut me off just before I made it to the net.

"No problem," I thought. I faked going around him, then faked a shot and just before MT could reach me, I cornered around him and ran for the net. I did a quick lay-up and swooshed it in.

"Not bad, not bad at all." It was strange, I figured Mewtwo would read my mind to see what I had planed, not that I wanted him to. I passed the ball to Mario and went back to the center. The whistle blew. The ball fell just loose of my reach and was picked up by MT, who in turn dribbled down the court and slammed dunked it. The crowd roared. I never knew he could play like that. No matter, I intended to win. The routine jump was claimed by me as I wacked the ball out of my opponent's paw. I made the shot. It nearly touched the rim of the net when his tail smacked it across the floor and into the other net. I have to admit, that was pretty cool, but no matter how cool it was, I had to finish this. Jump off was mine again as I raced down the floor at hyper speed and slam dunked it in. That got the crowds attention. I didn't even know I could slam dunk.

The game passed by like a blur. Both of us were equally talented, in fact, we went a whole two minutes out of the 30 that we played without scoring because we kept swiping the ball away.

This was it. The last 10 seconds of play, the score was 22 to 22. Tensions were high; both of us were drenched with sweat, the jump off was starting. Mewtwo grabbed the ball and was half way down the court, but I discreetly tripped him up just as the buzzer sounded. The whistle blew.

"Foul, kid, two shots."

"Perfect," I thought "I just have to get one shot in to win." I set up just outside the key. Mario passed me the ball. I had to focus, just one shot in, and I'll get the whole tomorrow and tonight to brag about it. Nothing but the net was in my mind. I shot. The aim was true. The ball circled the rim a few times before it stopped, and fell out. "Darn." I muttered. Mario passed me the ball.

"One shot." That's all I had, one shot, one chance to prove that I was better then everyone thought I was. I had to get this in, failure was not an option. I focused. I shot. The ball rolled around the rim as before, and just as before, it nearly fell out; nearly being the key word. It was about to fall out when it circled back around, and fell in. I had won. Everyone was in complete disbelief, but apparently one person was very happy.

"Come on Popo, she won, so were's my rupees?"

"I got 'um right here." Popo said sourly, as he handed YL what looked like a sliver rupee (worth 200 green rupees). But the roar of the crowd seemed bigger then of only the 20 odd people there. Luigi tapped me on the shoulder.

"Might I suggest you turn around?" I did as was told. I could not believe my eyes. Everyone from the school, a few people from town and even the NTV and CBC news crews were there to catch the event on camera. They were calling out things like "Awsome!", "You rule!", "Can't believe you won." and "Way to go!". Cameras flashed and hordes of people came asking for my autograph. I was like a celebrity! "Who told everybody about the game?" No one answered. It didn't matter anyway who told, as long as I could brag about it later that was fine by me.

KawaiiGameFreak:I apologize if anyone's favorite sport was left out or not given a big enough spot. I'm just glad that school's out (NO MORE EVIL LANGUAGE TEACHERS!)! Enjoy your summer! P.S: Happy Canada Day for my fellow Canadians, happy Fourth of July for my buddies from the USA and happy Whatever Holiday Your Country Celebrates This Time of Year to my friends in whatever country!