Bowser, Snake, and Ridley were all in a fiery volcanic area, of which was guarded by several large molten rocks. Bowser was taking the lead, while Ridley wondered what happened to Charizard. And as for Snake... well...
"Bowser! Ridley! Get these guys off me!" Snake screamed as he ran away from the lava creatures, holding tightly to his cardboard box.
Ridley shrugged while rolling his eyes, eating some delicious sugar cookies as Bowser checked under every rock for a clue. Bowser then turned to Ridley, only to scream in horror of Ridley's face.
"What?" Ridley remarked, touching his face, noticing how surprisingly smooth and soft it was. Wait, smooth and soft...?
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"Oh SWEET MOTHER OF MOTHER BRAIN, I'M TURNING INTO A SUGAR COOKIE!!!!" Ridley screeched as his whole head was that of a sugar cookie, screaming in horror as he started bumping into the lava creatures that chased Snake, wounding them.
Snake let out a sigh of relief, and he appeared next to Bowser, watching Ridley run around. "I told him to not overdose on the sugar. Guess he didn't listen to me," He said with a laugh, only to scream in pain as he jumped up, his butt burned by a fiery ember creature, which was eaten up by Bowser.
"Mmmm... spicy..." Bowser commented as he rubbed his chin, "Now, what would Charizard do...?"
Bowser then looks up, imagining Charizard as he wonders what the red-colored, fire-type dragon Pokemon has to offer.
I like taking hot, magma baths in the fiery depths of Brinstar!
Bowser shook his head, and he thought of another, hopefully useful tip.
Hey Bowser, do you know that if you mix fire with rock, you get a piece of hardened magma? Huh? Huh?
Bowser rolled his eyes. He started to notice that it would take a while to get a good response.
You know how the site sorta sucks, nowadays? I rarely even visit here, because there are idiots who spam the likes of Kirby and Jigglypuff, yet don't leave room for the likes of the poor items... it looks like little Star won't get his chance... Speaking of which, I know this one bad couple of authors, one of them begins with an M and rhymes with gale...
Bowser slapped his forehead, groaning while Snake was using some toothpaste to help cool his burning rear, with Ridley smacking himself in the head several times to return his face to normal, but with no luck.
"Concentrate, damn it!" Bowser snapped as he slapped himself across the face, telling his conscious, "Give me an actual response, why don't ya?"
His brain shrugged as he started thunking deeply, getting another thought bubble of Charizard, who was wearing a monocle and wearing a golden robe.
Super Smash Bros. Brawl's remonstrations need to be reassessed with Super Smash Bros. Brawl's ulterior motives in mind. We can therefore extrapolate that if Super Smash Bros. Brawl gets its way, we will soon be engulfed in a Dark Age of antipluralism and indescribable horror. That's why I'm telling you that it seems to have recently added the word "historicocabbalistical" to its otherwise simplistic vocabulary. I suppose Super Smash Bros. Brawl intends to use big words like that to obscure the fact that if I were a complete sap, I'd believe its line that the best way to reduce cognitive dissonance and restore homeostasis to one's psyche is to arrest and detain its enemies indefinitely without charge, without trial, and without access to legal counsel. Unfortunately for it, I realize that if the people generally are relying on false information sown by overweening proponents of ruffianism, then correcting that situation becomes a priority for the defense of our nation. Super Smash Bros. Brawl claims that it answers to no one. I, however, suspect that that's a load of crud. Yes, its philosophies are bottomlessly bad, but it is addicted to the feeling of power, to the idea of controlling people. Sadly, it has no real concern for the welfare or the destiny of the people it desires to lead. I want to make this clear so that those who do not understand deeper messages embedded within sarcastic irony -- and you know who I'm referring to -- can process my point. Super Smash Bros. Brawl proclaims at every opportunity that it'd never reinforce the concept of collective guilt that is the root of all prejudice. The organization doth protest too much, methinks. Although Super Smash Bros. Brawl wants to deflect attention from its unwillingness to support policies that benefit the average citizen, if we fail to reach out for things with permanence, things beyond wealth and comfort and pleasure, things that have real meaning, then we have no one to blame but ourselves. I would like to close by saying that Super Smash Bros. Brawl always says the most vapid things.
Bowser looked at his wrist watch, and he then smashed himself in the head, trying to get a good response. However, the only thing left the brain could think of Charizard was...
I have a secret crush on that trusty old hammer... mmm mmm, I would like to get my hands on it... could be fun! Huhuhuhuhu!
Bowser sighed. "I give up. There's nothing I can think of about Charizard that will help," He admitted as he then, right at that exact moment, retreated back into his protective spiky green shell, trying to think of a new way to save the world. But first things first... where was Charizard...? And how long would Solid Snake and Ridley continue to goof off?
...More importantly, was there anyone who was snooping as usual...?
Charizard could only stare blankly at the wall, while Ness giggled uncontrollably. As the fire-type dragon Pokemon looked around for an exit, Ness came into the cage, smiling with her hands behind her back.
"Oh, Chari-poo..." She giggled as she sat on Charizard's lap, grabbing some lipstick, "I'm going to give you some nice make up! I hope you don't mind, tee hee!"
Charizard's eyes widened with fear, and he screamed at the top of his lungs. No one, however, could be able to hear him, and he then started firing Flamethrowers all over the place, setting everything on fire as he ran for his dear life. Ness, while burning, only giggled as she skipped right after Charizard.
"Wait, Charles! You haven't taken your purse!" Ness shouted out as she randomly got out a brown purse from no where, ripping off her red dress (her regular clothes always having been under it) to get more speed as Charizard moved his arms in a fast motion, moving much faster.
"...Hey... this just hit me!" Charizard stated as he snapped his fingers, turning to the left and grabbing an empty frame nearby, "I'll be able to distract that little brat with this! Then we won't hassle me!"
Ness managed to reach the corner, calling out for Charizard as she called out for the fire-type dragon Pokemon. As Ness turned around to the left, she gasped as she noticed what was in the formerly empty frame...
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"Hehehe, no one expects Captain Falcon," Charizard badly joked, adding more to an unfunny fad on the Internet as he stretched his giant wings and took off for the sky, leaving behind the deserted, eerily pink-colored mansion that Ness resided within.