Disclaimer: We don't own any SSBM characters; we only own mallets.
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Inspired by - Aynaki Hayami, M2 the Mewtwo Guru, and Link and Comet.
A/N: Warning - This fic is supposed to be humorous. To those who like serious fics, we suggest you turn back now. We are not responsible for your loss of sanity. On with the fic!
AA/N: Notice - Today is Aynaki Hayami's birthday! Happy Birthday, Aynaki!!!
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From the arcade room, a voice was heard.
"Hah! I beat you again, Fox!!" Kirby shouted, "Now, where's my money?"
Fox gave Kirby his money while Falco smirked. "The leader of Star Fox lost a match in SSBM to a puffball. How amusing."
"Shut up, Falco." Fox snarled, "It's harder than it looks."
Kirby yawned. "Falco, I challenge you to a match in SSBM."
"Sure." Falco glanced back at Fox. "This will be easy."
"Fat chance, birdie. If I can beat Fox, I can beat you, too."
Before they could begin, a pink, round figure rolled into the room. It was none other than Jigglypuff! And she was carrying...Orange juice!
"Jiggly!" It said, "Jigglypuff puff jig!!"
"No thanks, Jigglypuff. I don't like orange juice." Kirby stated, "Besides, we were about to fight."
Jigglypuff handed the carton to Falco. The falcon snatched it greedily and chugged.
"Hey, Falco, I want some, too! Don't drink it all!" Fox made a grab for the carton and drank.
Kirby laughed, "You're fighting over orange juice! Ha ha ha ha!!! Come on, Falco, you still owe me a match."
Almost immediately, the bird began to leap around gracefully. Fox screamed bloody murder and ran away.
"Falco, are you okay?" Kirby asked, "You're acting like a ballet dancer!"
"That's because I am one!" Falco snapped, "Don't disturb my practicing! I want to be the best dancer of all..."
The two puffballs watched Falco skip from the room. Kirby turned to Jigglypuff.
"I'm just as confused as you are."
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Elsewhere, two swordsmen were chatting amongst themselves. Roy started a new topic by asking Link about his adventures.
"Well, I mostly saved Princess Zelda and defeated Ganondorf. What about you?"
Roy opened his mouth to reply, but Fox ran by, screaming his head off. There was a long, uncomfortable silence. After awhile, Roy decided to break the tension.
"Was that Fox?"
"I don't know. The Fox I know doesn't scream bloody murder for no reason."
"...Wanna put a spider in Peach's bed again?"
"Nah. Let's go get something to eat."
Not long after those words left Link's lips, Marth ran from the direction of the kitchen.
"LOOK AT ME!!! I'M FLYING!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Roy turned to Link. "You were saying...?"
"Shut up, Roy."
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At Final Destination, a battle was taking place. Bowser was against the Master Hand and Crazy Hand. Ganondorf watched from the audience.
"Ready...GO!"
Right after the battle started, a carton of orange juice appeared. Bowser took no notice, as he jumped away from the hands' clap attack. When both hands hit each other, the carton exploded, covering them in orange juice.
"What is this? Stop the fight!" Master Hand ordered.
Crazy Hand went into a spasm...and stopped. He no longer twitched. Perhaps the orange juice reversed his craziness? However, the Master Hand collapsed on the platform.
"Seizure attack!" Master Hand screamed, "Aaaah!! H-help!"
"The heck?" Bowser moved away from the hand. "What's going on?"
The King of Koopas looked to Ganondorf. The Gerudo shrugged.
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At grocery store, Princess Toadstool was searching for orange juice.
"Excuse me, where's the orange juice?"
"Orange juice? What are you talking about? We've been out of orange juice for a year, lady!"
"...What?"
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So, you made it to the bottom...again. We cannot assure you that you are still sane. Do not sue us if you lost your sanity. After all, you still chose to read this. We are not responsible for your sanity; you are. In any case, please review. Tell us if you liked it or not. BUT,...Flames are NOT accepted.
Inspired by - Aynaki Hayami, M2 the Mewtwo Guru, and Link and Comet.
A/N: Warning - This fic is supposed to be humorous. To those who like serious fics, we suggest you turn back now. We are not responsible for your loss of sanity. On with the fic!
AA/N: Notice - Today is Aynaki Hayami's birthday! Happy Birthday, Aynaki!!!
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From the arcade room, a voice was heard.
"Hah! I beat you again, Fox!!" Kirby shouted, "Now, where's my money?"
Fox gave Kirby his money while Falco smirked. "The leader of Star Fox lost a match in SSBM to a puffball. How amusing."
"Shut up, Falco." Fox snarled, "It's harder than it looks."
Kirby yawned. "Falco, I challenge you to a match in SSBM."
"Sure." Falco glanced back at Fox. "This will be easy."
"Fat chance, birdie. If I can beat Fox, I can beat you, too."
Before they could begin, a pink, round figure rolled into the room. It was none other than Jigglypuff! And she was carrying...Orange juice!
"Jiggly!" It said, "Jigglypuff puff jig!!"
"No thanks, Jigglypuff. I don't like orange juice." Kirby stated, "Besides, we were about to fight."
Jigglypuff handed the carton to Falco. The falcon snatched it greedily and chugged.
"Hey, Falco, I want some, too! Don't drink it all!" Fox made a grab for the carton and drank.
Kirby laughed, "You're fighting over orange juice! Ha ha ha ha!!! Come on, Falco, you still owe me a match."
Almost immediately, the bird began to leap around gracefully. Fox screamed bloody murder and ran away.
"Falco, are you okay?" Kirby asked, "You're acting like a ballet dancer!"
"That's because I am one!" Falco snapped, "Don't disturb my practicing! I want to be the best dancer of all..."
The two puffballs watched Falco skip from the room. Kirby turned to Jigglypuff.
"I'm just as confused as you are."
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Elsewhere, two swordsmen were chatting amongst themselves. Roy started a new topic by asking Link about his adventures.
"Well, I mostly saved Princess Zelda and defeated Ganondorf. What about you?"
Roy opened his mouth to reply, but Fox ran by, screaming his head off. There was a long, uncomfortable silence. After awhile, Roy decided to break the tension.
"Was that Fox?"
"I don't know. The Fox I know doesn't scream bloody murder for no reason."
"...Wanna put a spider in Peach's bed again?"
"Nah. Let's go get something to eat."
Not long after those words left Link's lips, Marth ran from the direction of the kitchen.
"LOOK AT ME!!! I'M FLYING!!!! WHEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Roy turned to Link. "You were saying...?"
"Shut up, Roy."
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At Final Destination, a battle was taking place. Bowser was against the Master Hand and Crazy Hand. Ganondorf watched from the audience.
"Ready...GO!"
Right after the battle started, a carton of orange juice appeared. Bowser took no notice, as he jumped away from the hands' clap attack. When both hands hit each other, the carton exploded, covering them in orange juice.
"What is this? Stop the fight!" Master Hand ordered.
Crazy Hand went into a spasm...and stopped. He no longer twitched. Perhaps the orange juice reversed his craziness? However, the Master Hand collapsed on the platform.
"Seizure attack!" Master Hand screamed, "Aaaah!! H-help!"
"The heck?" Bowser moved away from the hand. "What's going on?"
The King of Koopas looked to Ganondorf. The Gerudo shrugged.
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At grocery store, Princess Toadstool was searching for orange juice.
"Excuse me, where's the orange juice?"
"Orange juice? What are you talking about? We've been out of orange juice for a year, lady!"
"...What?"
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So, you made it to the bottom...again. We cannot assure you that you are still sane. Do not sue us if you lost your sanity. After all, you still chose to read this. We are not responsible for your sanity; you are. In any case, please review. Tell us if you liked it or not. BUT,...Flames are NOT accepted.