The hangar was empty. A large beam of sunlight poured in through the window, falling on Amelia's shiny frame. All was quiet.
"WHEEEE!" Kirby shouted as he shot through the room on his Warp Star.
It was quiet again.
Mewtwo slowly floated into the room, showing a near reverence for the machine in front of him. He stood before her for five minutes before reaching forward and activating her. Her eyes fluttered open – one of Young Link's more recent additions was proper eyelids.
"What do you require?" Amelia asked. She turned her neck to stare at him.
Several choices popped into Mewtwo's head: You, Toaster Powers, and Milk.
"Uh…Milk?" he muttered.
Amelia opened her stomach and pulled out a jug of Hyrule's Very Finest Milk. This is the only milk I am able to produce," she said. "I hope you find it satisfactory."
Mewtwo's heart fluttered. I can't believe I've gone and fallen in love with a robot, he thought.
"Do you need anything else? I must return to my regeneration soon."
Mewtwo blinked. "Why did you wake up, then?"
"I have been programmed to wake up every time something enters a fifty yard radius, so that I can have time to evade attacks. When I saw that it was you, however, I shifted to Help Phase."
Mewtwo hesitated. "…Perhaps I'll see you later, then," he finally forced out.
"I look forward to it." Amelia returned to her former position and fell back asleep.
Mewtwo continued to stand over her, watching her. During this time, Bowser walked in.
"That was so sad," he said. "Haven't you ever hit on a girl before?"
Mewtwo sighed. "No."
"No?" Bowser yelled. "Wow…how can you not have hit on a girl before? Aren't you, like, a Pokemon god? Don't you have Mewtettes throwing themselves at you all the time?"
"I do not," he answered.
Bowser shook his head and left the room. As he walked, he was hit by a sudden impact.
"Will you watch were you're going on thatthing?" the dragonsaur yelled.
"Sorry…" Kirby muttered sheepishly as he climbed back onto the Warp Star.
Roy walked into his bedroom. He was tired, and Bowser had made his infamous black ham with black mashed potatoes and black carrot cake for dinner.
"Geez, what took you so long?" Marth demanded as soon as Roy opened the door. "I need to show this to you." He unfolded a scroll and showed Roy the picture on it. "This is a villain I found. Isn't she evil looking? Don't you think that maybe she could be our mean-spirited antagonist?"
Roy looked at the picture. "…That's my mom," he said darkly.
Marth looked at it. "Oh. Wrong one." He threw it aside and grabbed another one. "This is who I meant," he said.
Roy stared at it dubiously. "That's Sonia Reed," he said. "I really think Sonia's dead…"
"Really?" Marth asked. "Oh, well. I think I'll just wait until the contest is over and then force the information out of Master Hand himself."
"Sounds good," Roy responded. "Assuming we ever get out of here."
Marth rolled his eyes and left the room.
Peach leaned back in her lawn chair and began flipping through her very favorite magazine, Parasols Anonymous. Zelda, Link, Ness, and Yoshi were swimming in the backyard pool.
"I missed this place so much… Zelda sighed contentedly. "It's great to be back, isn't it?"
"We never would have gotten here without Mewtwo," Ness pointed out. "On that note, how would you all feel about pitching in seven hundred of whatever currency you have to buy him a set of explosive soccer balls?"
"Sure," Peach and Zelda answered.
"Uh…" Link said. "Can I pay you in installments? 'Cause I only have five hundred rupees…"
Yoshi nodded emphatically.
"All right, then!" Ness exclaimed. "I think I can cover the other two hundred. My dad's pretty generous with my allowances, anyway." He pulled himself out of the pool. "I'm going to go ask Fox and Falco if they want to pitch in."
Peach put her magazine down and began to stretch. She looked off to the front yard.
"Oh, no…" she gasped.
A morph was walking toward them, Captain Falcon in tow.
The four Smashers froze, waiting for the morph to explain himself. When he finally arrived, he cleared his throat. "We are…unable…to continue…detaining…this…blight upon…humanity…" he said. "Please…take him back…"
Zelda began to cry softly.
"Uhhh…" Link racked his brains for a solution. "Okay. We'll take him back if you pay us thirty thousand dollars in small bills."
The morph was silent for a moment, and then a portal opened at his feet. There was a small humming sound, followed by thirty thousand dollars appearing in ones.
"Thank you…for your…cooperation…Please, feel…free to visit…" The morph vanished.
Captain Falcon looked at Peach. "Make me a hamburger," he demanded.
"No," she replied. She reached into the ground and pulled out a can of liquid nitrogen, which she then threw at the bounty hunter. There was a loud explosion, and then Captain Falcon ran away.
"Yoshi!" Yoshi exclaimed.
"I think that was worth our getting thirty thousand…" Zelda said.
The Ice Climbers stood in the kitchen, attempting to make Fettuccini Alfredo.
"I don't think that was right…" Nana said. "I'm pretty sure you were supposed to use three quarters instead of six eighths…"
"Nana, for the last time, THEY ARE THE SAME THING!" Popo yelled. He let out an exasperated sigh.
"…Popo?"
"What?"
"I think we should order Chinese again."
They two left the room and headed for the nearest telephone.
Fox and Falco sat in their Arwings, once again playing Save the Universe. Mario walked in while they began the fight with Andross.
"Excuse-a me!" he called. "I have a flyer-a to give to you all-a!" He extended his hand to the two pilots, who each grabbed a copy of the paper.
"Your favorite Italians will be starring in a Smash musical called…Italians." Falco stared at Mario in disbelief. "Please tell me you're not actually that stupid."
Mario jumped on Falco's head, rendering him unconscious. He then turned to Fox, awaiting his judgment.
"I think that's the most idiotic thing ever." Fox grunted. Mario tried to jump on Fox as well, but Fox activated his deflector shield, which sent Mario flying out of the hangar.
"Italians…that's so stupid…" Fox muttered as he reentered the Andross simulation.
Bowser and Ganondorf sat in the mail room, each reading their fan mail. Ganondorf was particularly pleased to get a letter from Nabooru, saying that she was glad he was with Samus and that she had found another cruel, heartless clod to date. Bowser, meanwhile, had gotten a letter from Kammy Koopa, who said she was going to curse him repeatedly for his betrayal.
Ganondorf stood up. "Well, I'm going to bed. See you later, Bowser."
Bowser grunted in response as the Gerudo walked out of the room. He continued flipping through his mail, wondering what else there was. As he dug deeper into his Big Pile 'O Mail, he saw a bizarre black envelope.
"Huh? What's this?" he said to himself. He opened it and read the letter. It was from a person named Soren, and was addressed to Marth. Bowser snorted. "Stupid mailman," he grumbled as he tossed that letter aside also.
When the letter hit the ground, it erupted into a ball of fire, immediately burning Bowser to atoms.
And thus ends…CHAPTER NINETEEN! I actually updated quickly…wow…
Bye, then!