Popo and Nana were easily fighting off their fellow Smashers while going through the various Melee stages that kept popping in and out of time for the ice Climbers were solidifying their position as a good fighter pair: alas they were among the last remaining players on the field for all the other fighters had long since been defeated.
"Phew; we really did a number on them huh bro?" Nana admitted upon fanning herself since she could feel her muffled farts going throughout her entire stinky parka that was also sweaty. "I could definitely use a good ice climb after that!"
"Er I agree but maybe we should just take a moment to rest." Popo admitted upon twirling around his wooden mallet while feeling his stomach rumble. "I'm getting kinda hungry after that work out!"