Three: I Really Should be Going to Bed Now... (AKA, On Top of Spaghetti.)

Escargon awoke to a crash in the kitchen. A very loud crash. And... Singing?

"Ooooon top of spaaaagheeeeettiiiiii,

Aaaaall covered in cheeeeeese,

I looooost my poooooor meeeeeaaaatbaaaall,

Wheeeen somebody sneeeeeezed!"

Very drunk singing. And very loud singing. The snail got up and walked through the corridor slowly, too tired to run, listening to the singing.

Another voice had joined in.

"Iiiiiit rolled of the taaaaablllllle,

Aaaaand onto the flooooooor,

Aaaaand then my poor meeeeeaaaatbaaaall,

Roooooolled straight out the dooooor!"

Escargon finally arrived at the kitchen, only to get lifted up into the air by a very drunk penguin.

He noticed that Daroach was hanging upside down on the utensils rack, and that there was a green puffball with a red Mohawk sitting on the bench. All of them were drunk.

They continued singing, all three of them this time, with Dedede spinning around while holding the snail around the waist.

"Iiiiiit rolled in the gaaaaaaardeeeeeeen,

Aaaaand uuunder a BUSH!

Aaaaand then my poor meeeeeaaaatbaaaall,

Waaaas nooothing but MUSH!"

Dedede pulled Escargon into a tight hug.

"I love you, man!"

Escargon pulled himself away.

"He he... I love you too, your majesty, but I really should be going to bed now..."

Dedede grabbed his arm as he tried to walk away.

"Cooooome on, Escy! Give me a kiss befoooore yooooou gooooo!"

Escargon felt a blush creep up onto his purple skin.

"I didn't mean love like THAT, your highness!"

"Coooome oooon... Just one?"

Dedede, being stronger than the snail, pulled Escargon into another hug.

"Deeeedeeeedeeeee!" Daroach chuckled suddenly. "Don't forgeeeet our visitooor!"

The four turned to see a Waddle Dee with a bright blue bandanna on its head standing at the door, rubbing its eyes sleepily.

"What's going on in here?" he moaned. "And why are Falspar and Daroach here?"

The green puffball jumped off the bench and walked up to Bandanna Dee, smiling goofily.

"Why, you're a preeeetty lady, aren't you?"

Bandanna Dee was taken aback by this comment.

"Falspar...? Are you drunk?!" he asked, a bright blush staining his cheeks red as the Ponyan leaned in closer.

"I miiiight be! But that doesn't really matter, doooooes it?"

He grabbed the Waddle Dee and spun him around, ending up with both of them lying on the floor, with Falspar on top of poor Bandanna.

"F-Falspar! G-get off of me!"

"Not a chance, preeeetty lady!"

Dedede took the opportunity to give Escargon a big smooch on the mouth, making the snail cry out in surprise.

Falspar had taken a moment to see what was going on, and Bandanna Dee took a chance and pushed the Ponyan off of himself, before rushing up and kicking Dedede in the shin.

Dedede let go of Escargon, and he and Bandanna sprinted out of the kitchen.

"After them!" the king called.

Daroach was caught off guard by this sudden command, and ended up falling off the utensils rack.

Falspar was lying face first on the floor.

By the time Dedede had run down the corridor, Escargon and Bandanna Dee had already made it into the snail's room and locked the door behind them.

"What now?" Bandanna asked, panting after the run, his face bright red for more than one reason.

"We go to sleep, I guess." Escargon answered, also bright red.

"Sure. Just don't get any ideas..."