Chapter 2
"Alex!" Mr. Tall said, as the Cirque was getting ready for bed, "Stop playing poker with Rhamus and his roomy and go to your own room with your own roomies!"
"But I'm scared!" Alex complained revealing his deck of the Royal Family. "What if my roomy's a pervert and keeps me up all night with his girl? I don't even know how 'Ike' might look like!"
"So you're shy?" Mr. Tall said struggling not to laugh.
"I'm just afraid if my roomy's always bringing girls or touching himself."
"He might not even be a pervert." Mr. Tall chuckled, "Just go, it's better than losing sleep."
"But…"
"Go!" Mr. Tall chastised, "Or you won't perform tomorrow night!" he loudly stomped his foot on the wooden floor.
"Okay!" Alex Ribs said standing up slowly, "I'll go, just tell me where the room is…please." He said that through his teeth as if it was difficult to try to be polite, especially since he was under pressure. He started to head for the door, very slowly.
"Who's your roomy?" Bowser asked with a strong voice.
"I think his name is Ike. Ike Greil?"
"Oh, so you're with Ike and Marth, eh?" Bowser said, with a smile coming to his face.
"Ike and Marth?" Alex ribs said a little bit surprised. So Ike had a girlfriend to stay with…? "Marth is short for Martha?" Alex said with a strange, nervous chuckle.
"You could put it that way…" Bowser noted, "Marth's more of a uke." He chuckled sardonically.
"Ukay? What's that?"
"Just go to your room!" Mr. Tall impatiently snapped, "Jeez Louise! Just find it yourself!" Mr. Tall began to impatiently push Alex Ribs out of the room; "You'll learn a lot more about your roomy when you get there!"
"Fine, fine." Alex calmly said, "I'll go find my room."
"It's two doors down on the left!" Bowser said behind a slamming door.
Alex slowly paced himself to Ike's room.
When he saw the door with Ike's name on it, he slowly reached for his keys in his pocket, as every one was given earlier. He nervously tried to enter the key into the keyhole, but missed it on the first few tries due to his shaky nervous hand. Slowly the key finally entered the keyhole. I've never shared a room with a stranger before! He told himself. Before getting a good glance at the room, he opened the door to find Ike and Marth kissing slowly on top of each other, on the bed! Ew!
Immediately as Alex saw them busy trying to swallow each other, Alex yelled, "I'm sorry!" And he nearly slammed the door shut.
Marth and Ike's heads quickly darted to the door. "Holy. Crap." They both said in unison.
"I completely forgot we had a roomy!" Ike said as Marth stood up to get Alex inside.
"This is so embarrassing!" Marth said placing a hand on the doorknob.
"Just get him in here!" Ike said, embarrassed.
Marth opened the door, "I'm sorry about that! Come in… Alexander."
"Please, call me Alex." Alex offered kindly. "Are you Ike or Marth?"
"I'm Marth," He held out a hand that Alex shook slowly.
"This is Ike, my boyfriend." Marth happily said.
Ike's the one with the short temper and the one who told Mr. Tall off! I've also seen his double bladed sword! Better be nice to him! Alex smiled and shook Ike's sword calloused hand.
This guy's freakin' skinny! Ike thought, Looks like I'll be able to step all over him! He evilly smirked.
"Well, we have your bed all set up," Ike said as he walked over to a wall and kicked it, and quickly moved out of the way. A bed fell out of the wall, with sheets and all.
A dusty twin bed with Hello Kitty sheets? Alex thought with despair.
"I hope you like Hello Kitty!" Ike said with an evil chuckle.
Forcing a smile, Alex walked over to his bed, hoping that his sagging shoulders weren't too noticeable, "I guess I could manage."
"Great!" Ike said sarcastically, trying not to roll his eyes at this wimp.
"If you need to use the bathroom or want to take a shower, the bathroom is in here." Marth said, getting rid of some of the awkward tension between Ike and Alex.
The bathroom is bigger than this room! Alex angrily thought, peering inside the humongous bathroom, "Thank you, Marth," He said with a sincere smile. Well, at least Marth is kind.
"We're going to take a shower," Marth said, "so if you could excuse us for a moment."
We? Alex thought as Marth and Ike went to the showers. Nightmares do come true!
"Yes, when I was young, I bit three of my father's fingers off!" The atmosphere of this room was very relaxing, and there was slow and relaxing music playing in the candle lit room.
"Really?" A very relaxed Wario happily said.
"Yes! These teeth can cut through steel, you know." Gurtha Teeth said showing Wario her pearly white teeth.
"We happen to get along just fine!" Wario said as he lay down on his bed. "You eat junk, I eat junk, you like garlic, I like garlic…" Wario has never met anybody so alike…
"You're my other!" They both said at the same time, and then they both blushed. Chuckling, they both laid down to get some shuteye.
It was morning time in the Smash Brothers apartment, and everybody was chattering excitedly with each other.
"Okay everybody," Mr. Game and Watch said as he came flying down the stairs, "grab your jackets," He paused for a dramatic effect, "We're going out for breakfast!"
"Not to be rude," said Falco, "But we can't go all together… there's far too many people!"
"I know!" Mr. Game and Watch said beginning to get excited jumping up and down while clapping his hands. "That's why everybody is going to different restaurants…" He paused for yet another dramatic effect, "With their roomies!" Alex's shoulders slumped, "Yay!" Mr. Game and Watch happily threw confetti in the air.
"Where did that come from?" Mr. Tall asked.
"Mammoth!" Mr. Game and Watch called Mr. Tall, thinking that was a good diss.
"Sheik!" Evra said, "We get to eat together!"
"Yes," Sheik said, she began to sweat at all the drama.
Sheik and Evra didn't really become such close friends or enemies at night. Sheik just needed to talk with Zelda and neglect her roomy until she came back, which was at four in the morning.
"We might become better friends," Evra's snake began wrapping around his torso, and then it slowly slithered around his scaly green arm and placed her head near Sheik's face, flickering her tongue, menacingly, or so Sheik thought.
Staring in to threatening snake eyes, Sheik tried to give it a challenge, and tried not to jolt from fear. This kid gives me the creeps. Slowly, she stared straight at Evra's cold, reptilian like eyes.
Noticing that the strange woman was staring at his reptilian eyes, he gave her a friendly smile. Making friends was new to Evra. Being abandoned at birth because he was a snake-boy and is covered in scales from head to toe, all what Evra knew was the life of an entertainer. The only friends that Evra ever made were in the Cirque.
Embarrassed that Evra caught her staring at him, Sheik turned away, her shoulders stiffening. At least he's not like my archenemy, Ike. She scowled at Ike, that blue-haired jarhead.
For some reason, Ike wanted to kill Sheik. That wasn't nice. Sheik pouted, happy that she covered her face. People wouldn't have to intrude her with annoying questions like, "Why are you pouting (freak)?"
Wanting Evra to get on Ike's bad side, Sheik bent down to his height range, and whispered in his ear, regardless of what his gigantic snake would do to her, "You see that guy with the blue spiky hair, and that double-handed sword?" She pointed at Ike.
"Yes. I see him," Evra innocently said, just looking at Ike.
"He wants to kill me." She plainly said.
Evra gasped, "Really? What did you do to him?"
"Yeah, so be really mean to him for me, okay?" She smiled. Sheik dreamed about gathering an entire army of zombies to defeat Ike. Clearly Evra isn't a zombie, but at least she started with some sort of alliance. She could start small. She smiled, evilly.
"Okay." Evra said looking at Sheiks red eyes, with ambition, "I'll try ignoring him."
"Ignoring him isn't good-" some weirdo screaming cut her off.
"Catch it, catch it, CATCH IT!" Mr. Tall screamed. He shrieked like there was a little mouse running about, he was even standing on a chair! Evra began to crack up. Sheik's mouth was agape.
"Darren!" Evra called to the boy with the pirate costume from yesterday, "Look at Lefty!"
Darren came over swiftly, wanting a good laugh, "What?"
"Look at Lefty!"
The two boys doubled over laughing.
"Darren! Evra!" Mr. Crepsley yelled to them. He had dark red clothes. He was a pale and tall man, and had a crop of orange hair. A large scar ran down his left cheek giving him an intimidating look. His face turned red with rage -like his clothes-, "Catch Lefty!" He yelled
"Name, not..." the thing causing Mr. Tall's screams heavily breathed in, sandy, as if he had trouble speaking, "Name…Harkat Mulds!"
"What is that?" Snake yelled, confused.
Samus chuckled, "Not used to unusual things?" Samus was accustomed to seeing the unusual phenomena, like aliens and monsters, "I thought you were tough, Snake." She playfully punched his tense shoulder.
Evra told Snake, with tears in his eyes from laughing so hard, "It's a Little Person. A powerful man, named Mr. Tiny, makes deals with wandering ghosts that are trapped on Earth." He began feeling a little bit insecure with two "normal people" gawking at him, but he continued, "He forges the ghosts a body at his place and in return for their body, they have to serve under Mr. Tiny like minions. They don't talk or remember anything that has happened to them before this life. Only Lefty can talk for some awesome reason."
In other words, a dead and grey stitched up body -with no nose, no eyelids, no neck, no belly button, no titties, no… parts, with a grey tongue and large green eyes (ears are stitched under the skin), its mouth had several jagged teeth here and there- was prancing around.
"Where are his 'goods'?" Sonic whispered to Mario.
"And-a where are your goods?" Mario replied. Sonic pretended not to hear.
"One day, Mario," Sonic vowed, "I'll beat you in the Olympics! You just wait…" He scowled.
Mario rolled his eyes, "Mama-Mia!"
"Darren! Evra! "Mr. Crepsley yelled, "Catch Lefty!" he repeated sternly.
Mr. Tall's shrieks were getting on everybody's nerves.
"Is his sweat green? "Snake asked.
Darren nodded, "So is his blood." Snake stared.
"Allow…" again with the raspy breath, "me to… repeat my… self." He drew in one hell of a breath and jumped on a table. "Name not Lefty!" he put his hands up," Name Harkat Mulds!"
"ATTACK!" Darren and Evra toppled Lefty off the table and pieces of wood flung in every direction.
"Darren? Why?" Harkat mumbled in defeat as Darren and Evra pinned down his shoulders.
Mr. Crepsley looked way ugly when he's angry. He violently sat up Harkat and violently pulled his clothes on. "Go in the corner and think about what you've done." He bitterly said in between his teeth. The miserable Harkat shamefully sat in a corner, with regret on his usually dull face.
"Wow." Mr. Game and Watch said. "So you and your roomy," Mr. Game and Watch completely ignored the Harkat incidence, "will be eating at a restaurant of your choice, Just to become closer friends!" Apparently, nobody paid attention to poor Harkat!
"Darren…" Link quietly said, "Be a good kid and forget about last night. I'll turn over a new leaf." Last night, Darren walked in on Zelda and Link. The poor boy saw very disturbing… things. The poor boy.
Darren forced a smile, "Sure Link!" He said cheerfully, using all of his might to not be sarcastic, "Sometimes first impressions are wrong, so it would be very difficult to say no to you, Link!" He forced his smile to stay put.
"Thanks, Kiddo." Link said squeezing Darren's shoulder. "Just stick with me so we could get some food in our stomachs."
"And-a when will we go?" Luigi asked, famished.
"Whenever you want!" Mr. Game and Watch said as he opened the door, "But Smash Brothers, come here at 11:30. We need to get some matches done. That's when the camera-men come in to film."
The Smash Brothers all nodded in approval and left with their roomies.
"Where are you taking me?" Truska asked as she and Peach strutted down the street.
"We're going to my favorite café!" Peach said, practically radiating, "It's so great and wonderful! I'm sure you'll like it!"
Truska smiled at Peach's friendliness. I wonder if she likes to make clothes. She has a good sense of fashion… Truska thought, stroking her invisible beard.
"What are you touching?" Peach asked.
"Nothing!" Truska quickly stopped stroking "the beard."
"Right this way!" Peach opened a door into a café, packed with people and bustling with chattering people. Coffee drifted through the warm air. The walls were brown, matching the scent of the air. Truska loved this café, but she didn't expect Peach to choose some second-class restaurant.
"Wow Princess Peach..." Truska said putting her hands in her pockets.
"Do you like it here?" Peach asked, wanting Truska to be happy about her favorite restaurant.
Truska smiled, "I love it here, the overall look is amazing!"
Peach smiled, "This is my favorite restaurant!"
Impressive, Truska thought, She knows her restaurants well.
"Table for two!" Peach nearly yelled.
Evra and Sheik were seated in the back of the diner, near the bathrooms. Sheik forced her eyes not to tear from the bathroom stench.
A skinny man on roller skates handed them menus. "And today's specials for breakfast are cinnamon French waffles with a side of eggs, sausage or ham-"
"This is one hell of an empty restaurant, like a desolate wasteland." Sheik said her cold eyes angrily locked on his.
"We don't get a lot of people here for breakfast…" The waiter said cowering behind the menus a bit.
"That's great!" Sheik said sarcastically, interrupting him again. She rolled her eyes, "Ready to order Evra?"
"Ooh! The croissants look good." He looked down the menu. He warily looked at the careless waiter, "I'll have croissants with hot chocolate."
"Will that be it?" The waiter asked, looking down at Sheik and Evra with one eye, trying to beat Sheik at the game of intimidation. Evra nodded looking at his thumbs shyly.
Sheik quickly noticed the waiter's FAIL at being intimidating. "You suck!" She yelled.
"Excuse me," The waiter said, "Miss?" He hissed, "miss" between his teeth, forced to be courteous due to his job.
Sheik continued, "I'll have a soft boil egg. So soft that it's like soup, maybe still encased in the egg," The waiter quickly jotted her order down, "and four glasses of milk. One for Snaky Von and three for moi," She did a false French accent with an annoyed look lurking on her face.
The waiter nearly snatched the menus and strolled away, quickly because of Sheik's mesmerizing attitude.
Bowser and Rhamus went to the 'All You Can Eat' buffet. The minute the two walked into the buffet, they took plates, and nearly wolfed everything down.
"So Crepsley," Snake coolly said, "I'm going to take you to the coolest diner there is!"
Crepsley smiled at Snake's attempted kindness. At least he tried to care. They strolled into a shabby diner for breakfast.
They sat down near the bar section, A waitress -with curly blonde hair, heavy black-eyeliner, thick red lipstick she was a big middle aged woman- "What are you having, boys?"
"I'll have the Bloody Mary," Crepsley said, "Extra bloody." She scribbled his order down
"I'll have eggs and black coffee," Snake told her, "extra black."
Scoffing, the waitress took their menus and left.
"Chunky Cheese's?" Darren said in disbelief as he entered the pizza palace with Link, Young Link, and Zelda following behind him. "You took us here for breakfast?" He was skeptical about coming here.
Zelda placed a warm hand on Darren's shoulder. "Exciting, isn't it?"
How could Darren disappoint Zelda? One of the nicest women he'd ever met! How could he tell her that this place was for two year olds? Stuttering, Darren mumbled, "I-I guess…I could have pizza for breakfast…"
"And play!" Young Link said as he grabbed Darren's hands. Darren was forcefully dragged away into the arcade section with the young boy, poor Halfling...
"At least he can bond with Young Link." Link happily said. Zelda nodded in response.
"Let's ditch!" Zelda whispered excitedly in Link's ear. Link's smile was wide. They quickly ran towards the door.
"You have read my mind, Princess," he chuckled grabbing Zelda's hand as they thought about a fancy restaurant for breakfast.
"Table for two, please!" Mr. Game and Watch said as he and Mr. Tall entered a fancy looking restaurant
Mr. Tall looked around, his mouth agape, "I've never been to a restaurant before." He looked at the white sheets and chandeliers.
"Really?" Mr. Game and Watch said as they were being seated near a window.
"Yes. Traveling with the Cirque for all these centuries has limited my boundaries." He thanked the waiter that placed water on the table, "Visiting different cities around the world is nice, but I never have time to actually sit down and…eat."
"Is that why you're so skinny?" Mr. Game and Watch stupidly asked.
Mr. Tall shot him a glare that meant business, "At least I'm not FLAT!" spittles came flying out of his dry mouth.
"I'm sorry," Mr. Game and Watch apologized, bowing his head.
Mr. Tall solemnly looked out the window and saw rats escaping to the sewer, but didn't mention them.
Donkey Kong and the Wolf Man were what seemed to be yelling at each other.
The wolf man roared to Donkey Kong, waiting to be fed.
DK angrily chattered at the Wolf man from his cages as their bellies grumbled.
Luckily, Wolf O'Donnel came with raw meat for them both. "Sorry I'm late, guys!"
He gave DK a huge heaping of raw horsemeat. The idiot! Gorillas don't have horsemeat in their diet. This is what happens when you put a wolf in charge of feeding the animals! Obviously, the gray wolf didn't notice (or care).
He gave the Wolf man extra slabs of meat and gave Diddy Kong an almond. "That should be enough for the week, buddy." He said with a fake smile. He quickly left to go hunt for breakfast with Fox, Krystal, Falco and their roomies as the monkeys chattered angrily.
Fox inched towards Hans hands, "So," the, not so clever, Fox said, "Do you listen to System of a Down?" His voice was all sand papery and gritty. This is Fox's voice when he's off the stage.
"No." Hans Hands plainly said.
"Disturbed?"
"No."
"Uh… how 'bout Slipnot or Korn?"
"No." Hans Hands said, impatient with Fox's love for rock music. "You have asked me these questions over 30 times yes—"
"Ya do?" Fox didn't let Hans finish the word 'yesterday', and his brain only allowed him to hear 'yes'.
"No." Hans Hands dully said. "I'm going out to a restaurant," He tried to keep his patience, but kind of failed, "I can't go hunting!"
"Oh no you're not!" Fox quickly said, "Wolf and Krystal and Falco and me is goin' hunting with those twins and stuff!" Fox began to get all puppy eyed.
"Not those eyes…" Hans said losing to Fox's cuteness.
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?"
"No…"
"Please?
Hans began to get tired of this constant pester! "…Fine…"
"YAY!" Fox sang. "This is gonna be awesome! I bet you've never ever went huntin' with real predators."
"I guess…there's a first time for everything."
Wolf came in followed by Falco, Krystal and Sive and Seersa who nervously strode in.
"Let's hunt, Star Fox," Wolf said in a gritty voice, similar to Fox's.
"Disorder! Disorder! You whaddya own the world? How do ya own disorder~" Fox, Wolf, Krystal and Falco all sang in unison, the lyrics of Toxicity by System of a Down. They all howled, like a wolf. Sive, Seersa and Hans all kind of cringed of what the hunt might be like.
The four rockers all stood in front of the forest, like kings ready to take the kill, with no mercy.
Sadly, since Ike is a mercenary, he usually leaves to do his job; so today Marth and Alex had breakfast at a Hibachi restaurant.
Alex felt like an alien. Everybody around him spoke fluent Japanese, even Marth. He sat there, all teary, having Marth translate the menu.
"You're going to love it here!" Marth sang, placing a hand on Alex's tense shoulder. Marth's azure eyes shined happily, but he missed Ike.
Marth quietly laughed, "Ike used to work here," He smiled, thinking solely on Ike.
He's always going on and on about Ike! Alex angrily thought, I wonder if Ike thinks about him THIS much… "Wow!" Alex said putting on a fake smile, "I can hardly imagine Ike working at a Hee… What's it called again?"
"Hibachi."
"Yeah… Hibachi…" Alex said with his smile fading. He honestly couldn't care less about Ike. Ike is rude anyways.
The Hibachi chef happily greeted his customers with a happy grin, and began speaking Japanese to Marth.
When everybody finished their "bonding experiences," everyone returned to the apartment to drop off and wait for the Smash Brothers to get a few matches in.
"Wow…" Evra said as the Smash Brothers were holding a few matches, "Sheik has a really short temper."
"What happened?" Darren asked.
"We got kicked out of a couple of restaurants because of Sheik's rudeness." Evra looked to the floor.
"I have to coolest roomy!" Truska, the woman that could grow a beard cheerfully exclaimed, "I thought that Peach was a complete ditz," she cruelly said, "but she's so smart!" she was upbeat and so happy.
"I too love my roomy!" Mr. Tall actually like someone other than his Cirque, "Mr. Game and Watch is so like me, we could really relate to everything! Here's an example," he offered, "I'm a germaphobe, he's a doctor, I'm tall and he's short, I never ate, he CAN'T EAT!" he happily yelled, "ISN'T THAT GREAT?"
Everybody seemed to be very happy with his or her roomies.
Alex Ribs suddenly yelled, interrupting crazy stories about their roomies, "I think I have the worst roomies!" Everybody's attention quickly snapped to Alex, "being in a room with a gay couple!" He angrily sneered, "It doesn't get any worse than this!" He complained.
"Homophobic Ribs…" Mr. Tall jeered while slowly making his way to Alex, "afraid of gay people." He stood in front of him and looked down at Alex like a worm in the sun, " Get used to it," Alex looked into Mr. Tall's black eyes, "We're going to stay here for one month! Mr. Game and Watch isn't going to change things around here because of one homophobe… okay?" He tried to hold in his anger.
Alex felt embarrassed for having an outburst. He thought people would agree with him, but instead they contradicted him. "Sorry…" He quietly said, knowing that he was in a critical position.
"What's his problem?" Gurtha whispered to Rhamus. They both rolled their eyes.
"Just forget about him." Rhamus whispered back to Gurtha.
"Who are your roomies anyways?" Darren asked Alex.
"Marth and" he paused and slowly said: "Ike."
Everybody –except Alex- gasped at the name Ike.
"Very dangerous!" Mr. Tall began to chastise. "Very dangerous indeed!"
"What's so dangerous about Marth?"
"Not the prince!" Crepsley cried, "Ike!"
"Ike?" Alex asked, "So? Who cares about that rude son a b-"
"Ike is a ruthless mercenary who loves to kill!" Mr. Tall said, turning his back on the confused Alex, "Or so I've heard…"
"Just be very careful with him!" Cormac Limbs stressed, "Watch him as he battles 100 in 'Cruel Brawl' under three minutes!"
"He wants to kill Sheik!" Evra angrily said.
"So does Link…" Darren said, "He told me that Sheik is a clinger and won't get over the fact that he's with the Princess Zelda from Twilight…"
The Cirque slowly inched closer to the tiny T.V. in a blob, huddling together. The T.V. was showing Ike's battle with Link. Ike was throwing around the poor farm boy like a lifeless doll. The battle was just a two-minute K.O. and in the first thirty seconds of the battle, Ike already had 7 points.
"He wields that double handed sword like a piece of cake!" Hans remarked. The Cirque stared, wide-eyed and some confused.
The Cirque silently watched Ike's battle with Link.
Five seconds before the match ended, Ike had 0% damage –to start off with, too- and Link, oh poor Link, just came off the base, with 0% damage too, but -50 points. Ike ran towards the weak Link and swung his sword, damaging Link with 999% damage –in just one swing! - and Link flung off the stage, like a swat to a fly.
The cirque all had a pained expression on their faces and remarks like, "that's gotta hurt" and "the poor boy" and "ouch" filled the air.
"This is why you must keep your distance from Ike!" Crepsley stressed.
"I'll try to keep my distance as much as I could!" Alex worriedly said swallowing the lump in his throat.
"It's not about distance!" Mr. Tall screeched pointing a straight finger at Alex, "It's utter respect!"
"I'm not battling that," Ike said from the T.V. screen, interrupting the Cirque's interesting conversation. Everybody's heads snapped to the T.V. and Ike, clearly angry, was pointing at a scrawny raccoon.
"Why?" Sheik croaked, and then yelled, "And I'm a SHE!" She pouted in distaste, not that it really mattered, due to her covered up face.
"I can't waste my time on somebody so weak!" Ike continued his 'formal' complaint.
"The prove that I'm weak!" Sheik yelled as she charged towards Ike. She used her technique and teleported behind Ike, but Ike predicted that and already had his sword swinging towards the bemused Sheik. She easily flung off the stage and Ike gained one point.
"I forfeit! I really can't waste my time!" Ike walked off the stage.
"That means I win!" Sheik happily yelled as she snatched the prize from the judges.
Mr. Tall switched his attention off the T.V. and towards Alex. "At least he doesn't waste his time with people too weak." He turned his attention to the Cirque and randomly called out, "We got lucky today! My friends we got lucky today!"
Evra giggled at his silly roomy, Sheik as she did a handstand on the winning stage and yelled "Just plain Von!"
From a door behind the Cirque, Ike cam out, hand in hand with Marth, sincerely apologizing to the bruised an broken Link, who pitifully sat in a wheel chair, being pushed by Princess Zelda.
"Naw! Issocay." Link stumbled to say.
Ike tilted his head in confusion.
"I'll translate," Zelda offered, smiling genuinely, "what Link tried to say is 'No! It's okay!'"
"How is this 'okay?'" Ike asked wide-eyed, "You're dressed like a mummy…"
Link mumbled some words and Zelda translated, "I'm used to it! Don't worry! These wounds are nothing but scratches!" Link's pained expression was hidden behind a weak smile.
"If you say so…" Ike said walking away with Marth.
"He's scarier in person!" Mr. Tall said, his eyes glued on Ike as he hid behind Mr. Crepsley.
"Mr. Tall, shouldn't we be getting ready for our performance?" Crepsley said reminding everyone about tonight's show.
"OH EM EFF GEE!" Mr. Tall shrieked, "THE SHOW!"
"It's one thirty, sir," Darren said, playing with Chunky Cheese's tokens, "I think we have enough time to set things up."
"Perfect." Mr. Tall, "You guys go in the van and drive it to the tent outside of the park. That's where I booked up our show!" He tossed the keys to Gurtha, "You'll drive. Get everything ready." He smiled with optimism for a good show, his black teeth nastily shining in everybody's eyes. "I'm counting on each and every one of you to prepare everything." He placed a skinny and pale hand oh Hans's strong arms, "and to make it count, too"
"What about lunch?" Rhamus asked, his bellies grumbling.
"I don't know," Mr. Tall looked at Rhamus, "I'll bring you guys Mickey D or something."
Mr. Tall glanced at his watch, "5:45?" he yelled, making everybody jump from surprise, "How long was I up here?"
"Like one… or two…" Truska said worried for Mr. Tall's old brain.
"Two what? Hours?" Mr. Tall unbelievingly asked.
"No! Minutes!" Crepsley snapped, annoyed somewhat, "I think your watch is wrong."
"Oh, I probably forgot to change it…" Mr. Tall said thinking aloud. "GO!" he yelled, scaring the Cirque again, "Time is definitely not with us!"
The rest of the Cirque scurried into the van and quickly drove away, not wanting to have an unsuccessful show.
"Why didn't you go with your Cirque?" Mr. Game and Watch asked as he looked up at the soaring Mr. Tall.
Mr. Tall smiled wickedly, his black teeth glaring, "Because I have to make…" he paused for what Mr. Game and Watch called a dramatic effect, "toys!"
Omg! so sorry it took forever to put up, but I've been having drama with the computer and... well you know, error reports here and there. This story has been hanging out for a while now, and I'm so releived i got it up.
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