Lady Palutena appeared on the scene as she waved to the camera. "Welcome back, my lovely watchers. Are you having a good night?"
"I'm sure as hell not." Popo grumbled as he had his arms folded, shaking his head as he was sitting behind the wooden desk in the middle of the set.
Palutena turned around and placed her hands on her hnips, shaking her head at Popo in disappointment. "What's wrong with you, man? Can't you be happy for once in your life?"
"Not when I'm strapped to doing stuff like this!" Popo shouted back as he angrily shook his fists at Palutena, folding his arms shortly afterward. "Besides, it's getting a bit warm. I don't like that, it makes me sweat a lot."
"...Eww," Palutena remarked as she shuddered, sticking out her tongue playfully. "Well, we'll just have to find a way for you to get over that. Anyway..." She snapped her fingers, showing off the Metroid Other M stage, the Pyrosphere! It's super hot, and super deadly!"
"Like your farting." Popo remarked bluntly as he rolled his eyes.
Palutena's right eye twitched as she moved her nose around a bit. "Are you... questioning my godly gas...?"
"Maybe." Popo remarked dully as he wrapped his arms around the back of his head.
Palutena chuckled as she held her staff high in the air in her right hand. "Well then, eskimo boy, let's see how much of the heat you can handle!" She then slammed the staff down, causing the entire scene to change to the Pyrosphere, with Popo screaming as he flailed his arms, falling in the yellow lava below.
"PALUTENA!" Popo screamed in pain and rage, but mostly the former as his entire body was on fire, with Palutena simply laughing her head off as she pointed at the flaming Popo.
