Chapter 8 is Fox. There's a lot of slowmotion in this chapter. And also...

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Chapter 8: Fox

I don't own the Smashers.

The announcer was crouched down on the floor, his head facing the ground. He heard a sudden noise, and jerked his head upward. The plumber had fallen through the ceiling again. He ignored this and went back to his session of 'meditation.'

All the sudden a black robe appeared on him and he flipped out two swords. He did a flip and they both landed in his hands. He jumped up and soared, the sun that had somehow appeared in a building blazing down, casting shadows onto the ground. He cartwheeled through the air and everything went in slow motion. He fell through the air and landed, but because of the pathetic general events in anime shows, this occurance felt the need to repeat itself twice. One of the swords flew through the air and landed on Dr. Donut, mechanical parts escaping him and gadgets and springs hurling through the air.

As they landed, the sound of metal blasted so loud as the announcer screamed, that it broke the sound barrier. Thankfully, the 'build-a-sound-barrier-in-less-than-ten-seconds' crew came in space suits and repaired it. Yelling filled the air.

The other sword collided with the regular donut, and the speed returned to normal. Filling darted in many directions, blanketing the wall and covering the announcer's face. He tasted it and mopped up all the filling.

Next, ninjas fell through the ceiling and landed on the floor, the echoeing sounding fiercely.

The announcer was conveniently placed in the middle of this crowd. The camera circled all around them. They all threw weapons at the alert announcer, who jumped up in the air and tossed many swords in different directions, killing all of the ninjas. The announcer wiped off the walls.

Once again, the speed returned to normal. The announcer clapped his hands together, dusted off his shirt and replaced the roaring crowd.

"Sorry I haven't replaced you guys in a while...okay, I lied. I'm not sorry. It was a nice...uh...peace. But anyway, I've been taking care of a few issues recently. Because of my clueless plumber, my ceiling has been leaking ninjas recently. It gets irritating after a while. Anyway...Uh...

He is a fox

and so they call him Fox!

That seriously rhymed so don't tell me that didn't..." The crowd momentarily stopped cheering and exchanged confused glances.

The trapdoor opened revealing the normal cannon, and Fox was shot out. The trapdoor closed and Fox fell back down. The crowd gasped; Fox's head was all black. Then everyone started laughing.

"WHAT?" shrieked Fox. "It was Donkey Kong!"

"We know," said the announcer, as the crowd abrubtly stopped laughing and resumed cheering. "Anyway...time to show us some moves...wait...aren't you just Falco's clone?"

"No!" Fox yelled. "It's just, in the new game, I don't know if I can make it in it...because he was on here first, and I can't really do anything else besides what he can do..."

The announcer looked annoyed.

"But I have a faster and seemingly-worthless blaster!" Fox insisted pleadingly.

A parade of ninjas fell down through the ceiling again. The crowd gasped. The announcer got into fighter stance and stood back to back with Fox as the ninjas circled them.

Fox shot one side consistently, and nothing happened for a while. Then they just exploded. The announcer tossed some swords, but their ends hit them so they went flying back, and conveniently placed trapdoors opened as all the ninjas fell through, the sections closing behind them. The announcer and Fox jumped into the air and the slow motion persisted.

The screen was split in half. The announcer was on the left, and Fox was on the right. They both fell at the same time, translucent versions of them flying into them. The speed resumed it's normal state as well as the screen.

"Maybe ninjas hate anime," Fox suggested.

"They're not the only ones," snarled the announcer. The crowd resumed cheering. "All right, you showed one move. Now what about some others? They're still gonna let you on, just because you have maybe one different move..."

"You really think that?" said Fox hopefully.

"Yeah, but in the meantime, I don't care about the rest of your boring and already-been-seen moves. Go away." A trapdoor opened and Fox fell through it and died. Meanwhile, the announcer took out his flamethrower and burned the crowd.

A bunch of ninjas rained through the roof again. "STOP!" the announcer demanded.

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