Sorry for the delay, but with school finally over, I found the time to write this chapter! Plus, as soon as Attack of Giygas finishes, this will gain full time attention, along with an upcoming story! Wowzers!

ARC 3: MISADVENTURES IN COOKING - PART 1

"I UNDERSTAND YOU ALL KNOW WHY YOU'RE HERE, CORRECT?" said the Ancient Minister.

He was talking to the Normals inside the castle's kitchen. Our heroes were tired, cranky, and very confused, to the contrary of the minister's statement. Falco was the only one with the nerve to question him. "Yes. We totally understand why we were dragged out of our beds at four in the morning."

"WHY DON'T YOU ASK HIM?" said the robotic leader, producing a robotic arm to point at King Dedede. Everyone looked at him.

"Hey, what did I do?" defended Dedede. "I haven't done anything evil in, like, a solid four months!"

"...Dedede, you sold Beam Claws on the black market, allowing people to cheat in their matches and you effectively crippled the castle's private economy. That's a bad thing." pointed out Meta Knight.

"I'm not complaining."

"Of course you didn't! You profited from the entire incident!"

"Says you." said the king, adjusting several gold rings he had on his fingers.

"Don't see why the rest of us are here." said Lucario.

"THE REST OF YOU ARE HERE BECAUSE YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH HIM."

"Wha- THAT'S COMPLETELY UNFAIR!" objected Falco, who clearly didn't want to be roped into this.

"TOUGH." stated the Ancient Minister. "AS PUNISHMENT FOR DEDEDE'S BLACK MARKET ORDEALS, I ORDER ALL OF YOU TO COOK BREAKFAST FOR THE REST OF THE CASTLE TODAY." Everyone raised their hands to object. "IT'S EITHER THAT OR EXECUTION." Everyone put their hands down except for Meta Knight.

"That's completely illegal." said Meta Knight.

"AT LEAST YOU CAN BE REVIVED. BUT IT WILL BE A PAINFUL EXECUTION, SO THAT'S STILL THE WORSE CHOICE. SO, I TRUST YOU ALL KNOW HOW TO COOK, RIGHT?" Everyone raised their hands again but the Ancient Minister started to turn to leave the kitchen. "WELP, HAVE FUN. REMEMBER TO COOK A LOT, OR THE OTHER SMASHERS WILL GET ANGRY AND MURDEROUS. BYE!"

He left the kitchen, leaving the Normals alone. The kitchen was fully stocked with fresh food and they have enough cooking equipment to cook for everyone. But there was one problem. Lucario looked at everyone else, posing a question that they were also going to state. "Do any of you know how to cook at all?" An awkward silence followed. "...This is bad. I can expect Dedede to not know how to cook, but I didn't know you guys didn't know how to cook either."

"Well, I never have the time to cook..." admitted Meta Knight.

"When you're flying in space, you only get to eat packaged foods. And what about you?" questioned Falco.

"I'm a Pokemon! Since when do Pokemon cook?" said Lucario.

"...It can't be too hard... right?" asked a very uneasy Meta Knight.

"Well... you cook eggs... in the microwave. I think." said Dedede.

Falco facepalmed. "This is going to suck."

"Wait, maybe we could just divide the tasks. It'll make things easier." said Lucario.

"That's a good idea. I'll be in charge of grain foods." said Meta Knight, already running off to look for a cookbook.

"I call the meats." said Dedede, walking off to probably devour all the meat products he could get his hands on.

"Eh. I'll make muffins and bagels and crap I guess." said Falco, looking at an oven and wondering how such a thing even works.

"Um... eggs and everything else I suppose." said Lucario, already at a loss on what to do.

And so all of them started to gather ingredients to get on the task their asshole leader sent them to do. Meta Knight found a rice cooker and a bag of rice and got on that, so he was getting on a pretty nice start. Dedede had some complications though. Said complications being him going crazy and eating the bacon and sausuges out of the fridge. After everyone beat him up for five mintues for eating the food and another five for getting them into this mess in the first place, Dedede started up the stove to start cooking. Falco found a Betty Crocker cookbook and he figured out how to work the oven. He felt pretty proud of himself. Lucario managed to procure eggs, fruit, and vegetables, so he was ready to cook as well. Everyone felt like they were getting off on a good start. Minus the Dedede thing, things were going well.

But of course, since this is one of my stories, things will go to hell pretty fast.

"Hmm, fried rice looks good to make. Dedede, can you chop up some pieces of pork for me?" asked Meta Knight.

Dedede turned to him, his mouth full of sausuge links. "Bhut?"

"Just.. just dice some pork for me please." Meta Knight sighed and went over to Lucario's station. Despite having no experience in cooking, he was doing pretty well. "Lucario, do you have some scrambled eggs?"

"Sure, here you go." Lucario handed him a skillet full of scrambled eggs... which were covered in blue fur. Kind Dedede and Falco (covered in batter) crowded over to see how Lucario's cooking was as well. Even though the food was cooked good, they were all covered in his fur.

"You can't serve this stuff to the others, even if we hate some of them!" yelled Falco.

"What's the problem?" asked an authentically confused Lucario.

"There's fur in there, and even I know fur shouldn't be in food!" pointed out King Dedede.

"Hurry and do it over! The other Smashers will be awake in a few hours!" said the small knight. But then an explosion sounded in the background and he looked behind him in concern. Then bits of bread fell on them, confirming his suspicions. "Er... that would be my bread."

"...How the hell did you blow up your bread? I thought you were using a cookbook!" yelled Falco in disbelief.

"I was, but as you can see, I'm, well, terrible at this. ...I need to go check on the pasta." Meta Knight ran back to his station before more food could explode. Falco sighed, wiping the muffin batter off himself. He looked up at Dedede and saw that he was once again eating.

"Damn it Dedede, will you stop with the eating already!" Falco kicked the penguin in the stomach to get him to spit out his food. He indeed did that... spitting his food and across the room, into one of Falco's ovens. It took only a few seconds for the oven and the muffins inside of it to catch on fire. All because of a spit up piece of ham. Falco glared at Dedede.

He raised his hands in defense. "Hey buddy, you did that, not me."

The avian realized he was right and slammed his head on the nearest surface. Clearly things weren't working out at all. Then he punched Dedede anyway.

"Ow... what was that for..." groaned Dedede.

"This is all your fault in the first place fatass!" yelled Falco. He walked over to the oven, grumbling on whether he should have just given up Lucario to Bowser or not, since it would have averted this tragedy in the first place. What tragedy is this? The death of Falco's poor muffins of course. Poor things never stood a chance. As he put out the fire, he wondered why all of the arcs except the last one involved food.

Seriously, why are there so many food related story arcs?

To be continued...

I am posing a legitimate question. That's it, in the next poll, I'm removing the banana one just to stop involving food everywhere. So, anyone wants to play Kid Icarus with me? I'll post my Friend Code on my profile, and you can send me yours. Fun times for everyone!

Anyway, have a nice summer!