I'm seriously running out of things to say.

Marth was in his own room, catching his breath and lying in his queen-sized bed. He felt that an ex-prince deserved better, but Master Hand could pluck his whole head off with ease. Or cripple him, also with ease. So he accepted his sub-par bed as such, his bed. But that issue could wait. Mewtwo was still gone somewhere. He needed someone else for his little trinket. And he was running out of people. That made it easier to choose.

"Wonder if Luigi's done with that monkey?" Marth gasped. "I forgot to revert that monkey!"

He rushed to that monkey's "room", which was really several trees, a boom box, and a hammock. There were some magazines in there before, but the intelligent DK must've thrown them out. Speaking of DK, he and Luigi were reading, which explained the loud "SHHHH!" that followed Marth's busting into the room.

"Sorry," Marth whispered.

DK nodded and resumed reading. Luigi looked at Marth. He pointed at DK and made his index finger orbit his ear. The crazy sign. Marth smiled as Luigi also resumed reading.

Marth stood there for about 2 minutes.

"Ok, that's it."

Marth grabbed a book from a pile DK's height and started reading beside DK. The book was an English-Spanish-French-Japanese-Yoshi-Pokemon-Portuguese Dictionary. It was very heavy. Marth turned to page 7,865, the beginning of the Yoshi section. He read to himself:

"All Yoshi can speak Yoshi. Only incredibly talented Yoshi manage to speak any other language. (Treasure them.) The real trick to learning how to speak Yoshi is remembering 2 simple phrases. The first is "Yoshi". How many times this is said and the tone of how they are said determines what you mean. The second phrase is "Ah wah". There are several variations of this phrase, and each one will be- screw this!"

Marth whacked DK with his 20,649 page book, knocking him out instantly. Luigi clapped and gave Marth a thumbs-up. Then he caught the statue, and…well…duh.

"Hmm…"

Marth closely observed Luigi. What was his true personality?

"You!"

Luigi pointed at Marth. He looked angry.

"What?"

"Drop your pants."

"…What?"

Luigi pinned Marth against the wall and attempted to remove Marth's pants. But…the button was so tight…and he quickly forgot what he was doing. So he punched himself in the face.

Marth snickered. Luigi, for some reason, did the same.

"This doesn't make sense."

Luigi stood up and rubbed his cheek.

"Okay. Now you. I dare you to punch yourself in the face."

"No."

"Come on, you wuss!"

"No."

"Pansy-ass."

"…"

"…I dare you to jump off the roof."

"Oh, just shut up." Marth walked away. Luigi followed after him as if he was a child that wasn't paying attention and almost got left behind.

"Fine. I'll do it. Watch."

"Let me get some chips."

Outside

"Sure you can go through this conscious?" Marth yelled up to Luigi, 64 feet up.

"Hell yeah! Hold my pants!" Luigi threw his pants down at Marth. Who didn't catch them. They fell into a bush. "Ha! Hey world! You have a new sunrise now!" He mooned the sky. Marth didn't bother looking at this dumbass.

"Jump you idiot!"

Luigi farted.

"You're not even pointing west!" He ate some chips.

"Shows how much you know! The sun rises in the Southeast, which is why those mountains…in that place…are so cold."

Marth sighed. "Pull your (beep) underwear up!"

"Hang on!" Luigi bent down. And began to fall, still underwear-less. Actually, his underwear was what hooked his ankles and wrists together. Luigi was at risk of falling on his butt. Marth, however, went back inside and sat on the couch, ignoring the thud and Luigi's painful, agonizing screams afterwards until he passed out.

"Where the hell is Mewtwo?"

Good question.