It's Pikachu's turn. What will happen? Will he get a pastry? What will the announcer say? Why am I asking questions I know the answer to? Find out in this chapter.

Pikachu was getting beaten badly by Mewtwo in the Pokemon Stadium stage. Thankfully, for him anyway, Pichu came by a handed him a note telling him to go to a building because he had won a million dollars. The poor Pokemon ran off. Mewtwo shrugged and started to fight Pichu.

Around 10 minutes later, Pikachu was in the ever-famous Know Your Smashers studio. He walked to the chair where he sat down and patiently waited for his prize money.

Unexpectedly, a million dollar bills dropped from the ceiling. Pikachu happily clapped and rolled around in the money. Just then, Mario, Link, Ness, Marth, Ganondorf, Peach, and Kirby formed a circle around him, their eyes like sharp daggers, staring at him. Roy somehow was revived and stood between Ganondorf and Peach.

Pikachu sweat dropped. "Pika?"

"You snitched on some of us…" mumbled Link.

"And YOU of anyone gets money?" added Roy.

"Yes," came a familiar voice. It was the announcer. "He deserves it, after all of that information he gave me."

"A Pokemon gave you information that isn't even true?"

"Maybe not to you, but to us, it is real. I just decided to reward him. He's not my only source, though."

"Payback time!" screeched Peach. Everyone leaned in to attack him.

"No! My source of information."

"Torture him," commanded Ness. "Or we'll hurt him."

"Can't. It's my lunchtime. Bye!"

"Fine then, we'll torture him," said Mario with an evil grin.

"I'll start," said Roy. "Pikachu…his favorite cheese is gorgonzola."

"Pika pika pi pikachu!" Pikachu cried.

"Huh?" asked Ganondorf in confusion.

"Have no fear, I have the Poketranslater!" Marth held up a small electronic device. "It allows us to communicate with Pokemon. It translates their language to English so we can understand them." He put the device up to Pikachu's mouth as he repeated what he said.

"No, that cheese is nasty. It made me gag one time."

"Pikachu…" said Ganondorf. "He has a fake tail that he super glued there."

"It's real!" Pikachu pulled on his tail to demonstrate that it was real.

"How do we know if it is or not? It might be really strong glue."

Pikachu just crossed his arms.

"Pikachu…he flunked kindergarten and went back to preschool," Kirby declared.

"Nuh huh! Pokemon don't even go to school! And I'm definitely smarter than you anyways."

Kirby looked angry. "Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah."

"OH YEAH?"

"YEAH!"

"Enough!" squeaked Peach, covering her ears. "I think we all know Kirby is smarter." Everyone but the yellow Pokemon nodded.

"Hey! Not fair!" said Pikachu.

"Indeed it is fair," disagreed Link. "Pikachu…his mother was a light bulb."

"What? No! My mother was a cute Pikachu, just like me!" He tried to smile and pose like an angel. The smashers just grunted.

"Pikachu…he eats cardboard with strawberry sauce drizzled over it," commented Mario.

"Eww! I don't even like touching cardboard."

Mario grinned and in his hand appeared a piece of flat cardboard. He poked Pikachu with it as he screamed with pain. That made everyone laugh.

"Pikachu…" started Marth. "He does the hula with Captain Falcon."

"No I don't! I don't even have one of those green skirts."

"Then how come I found one of them in your room?"

Pikachu turned away and hid his face with his tiny paws.

"Oh, so you do?"

"No."

"He's lying!" shrieked Link.

It was Ness's turn. "Pikachu…he drools a gallon each time he sleeps."

"No I don't! I don't even drool at all! You guys are mean."

"We know," said Ganondorf.

Peach finished up with, "Pikachu…HE is the one who stole my cranberry perfume and gave it to the announcer guy!"

"How did you- I mean, of course not, Princess! Who told you that?"

"Jigglypuff," she said. "She told me you snuck into my room when I went shopping with Zelda and Roy!"

Pikachu laughed. "Roy went shopping with the princesses?"

Roy lightly reddened and yelled, "They forced me to!"

"Sure…I swear, Peach. He made me do-"

"Silence, you! I'm going to get you, you dirty little rat!" Peach got out her tennis racket and chased Pikachu around madly. Marth stuffed his Poketranslater away in a pocket where he kept doughnuts. They ran off some place where the other smashers couldn't see the action. There was a sound of footsteps, cries of Pikachu, and eventually, a loud, echoing sound, like Peach's tennis racket hit something.

She came from around a corner. "He shouldn't be bothering us for awhile."

The others clapped and the princess bowed gracefully. Then they rushed to pick up as much money as they could.

Kirby and Marth were gathering money together. Soon they had as much as they needed, and decided to go buy the local bakery as Marth pigged out on his precious doughnuts and Kirby munched on cupcakes. They ran off as Mario, Link, Ness, Ganondorf, Roy, and Peach cleaned the money from the floor and ran off.

The studio was empty. The chair was hidden in shadows, once again waiting for someone to come along and sit.

Whew, that was long. Next, I'll do Falco, then Bowser.