Forgive me for the delay.

Marth sat on the couch, that wonderful couch which shared so many great memories. He had to wait until DK's match was over. And for some strange reason, it seemed like everyone had vanished (though in reality, they were all hiding). But Marth was on a mission. A pointless, selfish mission. To discover Mewtwo's opposite. But since that was temporarily delayed…

"What the hell is taking him so long?"

He just sat there, thinking about Peach and what could've been. Yeah. Whatever.

10 minutes later, he laid there, thinking the same.

10 more minutes later, he took a nap and dreamt about the same.

(insert same number of minutes later here), DK returned. Thank goodness slamming doors was a bad habit of his.

"Hey, uh…"

"Marth."

"Marth. Riiiiight! What's up?"

DK approached the now sitting up swordsman and attempted to give him a five. But since his fives hurt like hell, Marth declined.

"What are you holding there?" DK asked, pointing to that statue we all know and love.

"Something I found."

"And where is everybody?"

"You wanna see?"

"Later." DK's stomach growled deeply and for about 5 seconds. "I'm so damn hungry…"

And with that, DK went into the kitchen to get some food. He returned almost an hour later.

"Yo!" DK yelled, trying to wake Marth up. Unfortunately for Marth, he succeeded.

"Why'd you wake me up? I was having a dream sequel. I love those things…"

By that time, some Smashers began wandering around the mansion again. Ganondorf and Luigi were watching a new TV.

"Can I see that thing now?" DK asked.

"Oh. Yeah. Here." Marth lightly threw the statue at the simian, and though it hit him in the head, he still caught it. He still looked into that damn mirror.

No strength.

Blah, blah, blah.

DK spaced out and drooled.

"Seems pretty normal so far."

When DK came to, he looked at Marth, then Luigi, then Ganondorf, then Luigi, then Ganondorf, then Marth. Then Luigi. Then his leg.

"Ignorant masses."

And with that phrase, DK smashed the television with his mighty arm.

"Aw, man. This asshole…" Ganondorf walked away, grumbling.

"DK! You only do that on holidays!" Luigi yelled half-heartedly, feeling deja-vu.

"You people…"

DK…was wearing glasses. Dude.

"You all need to read some books! Your brain capacities are deplorable, and that dreaded electronic box is to blame!"

Luigi was now a mixture of scared and astonished.

"My brain is just fine. Where'd this intelligent anger come from, anyway?"

"I've always possessed great knowledge, ever since I read my first book…Techniques for Calculus…"

"Oh my God…" Marth said, chuckling.

"Whatever is so funny that you must use that biological reaction to something humorous?"

"Why can't you just ask what I'm laughing at?" Marth said, still chuckling.

"Tell me."

"You look like a dork."

"I assure you, though my brain power dwarfs yours, I am in no way, shape, or form, a dork."

"So you're a geek?"

"Ooooh…" Luigi instigated.

"No," DK said, getting pissed off.

"…A nerd? Make up your mind!"

DK exhaled sharply. "No. I'm just intelligent. Get it?"

Marth scoffed.

"If you're a dweeb, you don't have to be angry for no-"

And with that incomplete phrase, DK chucked the television at Marth, who sliced it in half and caused it to miss. The following 22 seconds were filled with DK's angry ranting and Luigi's girly screaming. This was all Marth was able to make out.

"You…this is why…great minds…not enough…so that's why…bastard!...out of my…so there! Do you understand now?"

Marth blinked once.

"Okay."

DK calmed down. "Good. Come, Luigi. We must feed our minds with the windows to the world, a.k.a. books!"

He snatched Luigi by one arm and ran away. When he ran away, Marth sighed and sheathed Falchion.

That shouldn't affect his fighting that much, right?

That thought quickly shifted to Peach's opposite again.

One week. If I don't get infected again…