100 Smashin' Ways
by AAR
Shoes
External coverings for the human foot
Jeff didn't realize that fashion was soon to be a big part of his life at the Hands' Hotel. Especially shoes. He sighed mentally, thinking drily how much time consuming this trip to a mall would take. Considering the larger amount of males than females, it was likely to take longer as feminine stubbornness always won over males.
"Jeff! Help me!" Ness yelled while running from a vindictive Peach who tried to get him in tuxedo shoes. Oh yes. Shoes for the fancy, formal pictures. The blonde engineering genius sighed and adjusted his glasses. It was prime time for rescue.
Author's Notes: That awkward moment when you realize your stories have an ungodly amount of adverbs in them.