I'm not going to bother explaining anything so people won't get confused. Just at least send a comment or something as well as whom you want to see next, if you like. So after this is DK (shouts from the cameraman are heard…until a brownie hits him and knocks him out), then Mr. Game and Watch. Once again, no accent. Pretend it's there.

Disclaimer: I don't own Luigi or any other characters. I do, however, own the cameraman.

"No way!" yelled the cameraman. "Donkey Kong owns me!"

"But I created you. Weren't you knocked out?"

"I got up. I am still owned by Donkey Kong! Start the story!"

"Okay, okay…"

Luigi was hungry and looking for a place to eat lunch. Just when he was going to give up hope and return to the Smasher Mansion to eat a leftover plate of meatloaf, he came across the Know Your Smashers studio and thought it was a five-star restaurant.

Luigi eagerly ran to the door and pulled off a flyer from the door. It said that inside was an Italian all-you-can-eat buffet. He put a hand in his pocket and hoped there was some money, but all he pulled out was a ball of lint and a piece of gum that had already been chewed. Much to Luigi's fortune, a small note in fine print read, 'Smashers eat free!'. He dashed inside.

As soon as he entered, Luigi searched for the buffet. All he found was a tall black chair in the center of a stage. He thought that maybe if he sat down in it, the buffet would appear. He scurried to the chair and climbed up. He sat down, waiting to see what would happen next.

"Know your smashers, know your smashers, know your smashers, know your smashers," thundered a voice.

Luigi just daydreamed about spaghetti.

"Luigi…he is a clone of Mario is a green outfit."

"No I'm not! Mario has no clones. At least not that I know of…"

"Then how can you be sure?" inquired the cameraman.

"Err…I can't."

"Ha ha! We're right," sneered the announcer.

Luigi fiddled with a loose thread that hung off of his shirtsleeve. He didn't have a comeback.

"Luigi…there's a ghost behind him."

"What!" Mario's brother bawled. He felled out of the chair, but since his foot got stuck somehow, the chair came down too. His eyes shifted as he scanned the room for any ghosts. "I don't see any ghosts!"

"Gotcha."

Luigi scowled and put the chair back up and sat down in it.

"Luigi…he turns green whenever he sees Peach."

"Are you saying I'm Mario again?"

"Yes."

Luigi's face turned red like a ripe tomato, looking like he would explode any second. The cameraman wanted burst out laughing and point cruelly. He did.

"Cameraman!" shot the announcer. "Shut up or you're fired!"

"No! I need money! Please don't fire me!" pleaded the cameraman in desperation.

"For what? You have a wife and kids?"

"No. I need the money to add to my collection of special edition Donkey Kong plush toys! My Donkey Kong worship shrine won't be complete without them!"

"Then let me do my job. Luigi…he tried to give CPR to a Mr. Saturn once."

"That wasn't me! It might have been DK…It was someone, just not me."

"What?" shrieked the enraged cameraman. "How dare ye insult thy great Donkey Kong!"

"Why are you talking like that?" asked Luigi.

"You shouldn't care about that now. Care about yourself." The cameraman pulled out a baseball bat from some unknown place and let out a battle cry as he charged after Luigi. He jumped out of the chair and ran out the door.

Luigi curiously pondered, "Does this mean I don't get a cannoli?"

"What do you think?" A few crashing and slamming noises are heard as Luigi screamed for mercy.

So now the announcer was alone in the studio. The announcer finished anyway, as always.

"Now you know…Luigi, the clone of Mario who gives CPR to Mr. Saturns."

Since I already mentioned who comes next, I'll just ask for you to review.