Author's Note:

(If you haven't already, go ahead and read the author's note in the previous chapter. It's finally posted...after a week or so.)

Doing yet another holiday-inspired chapter, and today I will be covering Cinco de Mayo. Fun fact: I celebrated Cinco de Mayo once in my high school Spanish class, in the 11th grade. Don't remember much from it, sadly. Anyway, let's hop right into the reviews:

"A little advice, if you're going to copy-and-paste some The Office episode, you can at least try and watch the episode you based your episodes on, because seeing this huge WALL OF QUOTES without any explanation of what the characters are doing (like you usually do) is just so tiring. Like, in the Office episode, some of the cruise passengers are going offboard, and it's not mentioned here at all. Also, that line about Kapp'n and Pan Am? Obvious copy-paste. You can at least use a human character. Make it make sense, man. Also. The "unfinished" Episode 363. Another clear copy-and-paste chapter. Reinhardt is pure German. He's not from Pennsylvania. You can at least change the story a bit and have him celebrate actual German Christmas, and not a Pennsylvanian one. Got what I'm trying to say here?"

Really appreciate the words of advice. I get what you're saying. You're right that the wall of quotes can get tedious after a while, especially with a lack of detail. And as for recommending that I watch the episodes I base the chapters on...I somehow keep forgetting that I can watch those episodes on Peacock. This whole time I just watched handpicked scenes on Youtube! I only ever use Peacock for WWE live events, and nothing else...I am such a fool. As for the Kapp'n and Reinhardt dealios, those were both oversights. Or maybe I couldn't put my original spin. Next is Cloudenstein:

"No way in hell Kapp'n flew Pan Am when he was 4. Isn't he a turtle or something? How can he afford that stuff, let alone flying in a whole new continent?"

As stated up above, that was an oversight. An NFL fan is here:

"Well, the NFL Draft just ended. What's your opinion on it? Honestly, I liked Seahawks' draft. They're improving the squad, mainly the defense. After last year's miraculous playoff run... I feel optimistic! Hopefully Geno plays as good as last season Also, did the Texans watched that Draft Day movie or something? They got pick #2 AND #3! Man, I hope they can go far this season."

It was a pretty crazy draft - the Texans picking at two AND three was insane. Imagine getting both C.J. Stroud and Will Anderson Jr. (On a semi-related note, the Arizona Cardinals are gonna crush it in next year's draft, especially with their new general manager.) Didn't expect the first receiver to be taken off the board at pick 20, and it feels oddly refreshing to see a running back taken in the top 10. I could spend this entire author's note discussing the draft, but I'll stop right here. Moving on:

"Well, unfortunate news. Seattle Sea Dragons didn't make it to the XFL Championship Game. But hey, another Seattle sports team making it to the playoffs? I like the sound of that. Mariners, Seahawks, Kraken, Sea Dragons. All made playoffs this past year. Things can only get better from here!"

Seattle sports is on the upswing! If only the SuperSonics also made the playoffs if they were, you know...still in existence. Last is David:

"Has Yosuke thought of mentoring Namine in terms of helping her draw better or teach her how to paint? (Weird question I know). A small scene of Mario reacting to his film finally making a billion dollars? Will Takumi ever stop hating on Nohrians and Nohrian sympathizers? Is there anyone that appreciates Sans puns? And finally what did you like or dislike about WWE Backlash and the WWE Draft? (Cody Rhodes is never gonna finish the story now and Bayley is back to torment Michael Cole)."

He would think about that...if he actually met Namine. Might do a small scene of Mario's reaction. Takumi will never be off the hate train. Only a few characters like Sans' puns. And there wasn't much that I liked (or disliked) about the WWE Draft. I'm just happy that a draft actually happened!

Episode 385: CincoDeMayo

Every country in the world has its own day of independence. For the United States, it was the Independence Day. For Canada, it was Canada Day. Britain didn't have a day of independence, only because it never had to declare independence from anyone. Talk about an awesome flex.

Mexico's day of independence falls on September 16, the day when the country gained its independence from Spain. However, there was another day that Mexico celebrated, which often gets confused for being Mexico's Independence Day - Cinco de Mayo. As the name implies in English, Cinco de Mayo is celebrated on the 5th of May, and it was a day in which Mexico commemorated Mexico's victory over the Second French Empire in 1862's Battle of Puebla.

Let it be known that not all of Mexico celebrates Cinco de Mayo - most of the celebration mainly takes place in Puebla only. And despite not being Mexican citizens or being of Mexican heritage, many mansion residents would be celebrating Cinco de Mayo today. The celebration had been in the works thanks to Master Hand and the party planning committee.

"I'm really digging this party spread, ladies," Mario said to Pyra and Mythra as he and Luigi stopped by the mansion's kitchen to see what the Blades were cooking up. Mexican cuisine was on the menu - tacos, burritos, quesadillas, you name it.

"We're glad that you liked it," responded Pyra, who saw Luigi about to snatch a quesadilla and stuff it into his pocket. Caught red-handed, Luigi retracted his hand from the plate.

"Don't mind-a me, I was checking to see if they were at room-a temperature," Luigi told Pyra as he feigned innocence, with Pyra furrowing her brow before returning to her cooking. With the coast now clear, Luigi quickly snatched the quesadilla he had his eyes set on and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Pyra, Luigi's eating our food!" Mythra alerted the Blade, causing Luigi to swallow his quesadilla as quickly as possible. Luigi almost choked in the process.

"Oh he did, did he?" Pyra looked back at Luigi, who was looking all innocent as he held his hands in front of him with a neutral facial expression. "I got my eye on you, Luigi..." On that note, Pyra turned back around.

"That was a close one - but don't do that again," Mario sternly told Luigi, whose face was changing colors; Mario grew concerned as Luigi fell to the floor, clutching his neck. "Mama Mia, are you choking?"

"Swallow, man, swallow!" Cappy shouted at Luigi, who did as he was told as he swallowed what was in his neck. In a matter of seconds, Luigi was back to normal as Mario helped him back up to his feet.

Master Hand: Just like how we celebrated Canada Day, we'll be celebrating Cinco de Mayo as well. Normally I use these holiday celebrations as a means for inviting people and bringing them over just so I can know them better (and get on their "friendly side). But today, things will be different. I'll be sending an open invite, so anyone can come if they want to. Not only that but this Cinco de Mayo celebration will be used as a learning experience, so people can learn more about Mexico and its culture. There is still a disturbing amount of people who think that Mexico invented the samba. And I had just gotten through telling Andy of Orange Star that Mexico doesn't encompass ALL of South America!

"Sup ladies, though you might need some more grub," said Captain Falcon as he, Little Mac, and Red the Pokemon Trainer showed up in the kitchen with several bags of Taco Bell food. "That's why the boys and I went to Taco Bell!"

"But...why?" Pyra crinkled her nose at Captain Falcon, curious as to what the racer's thought process was. She was too perplexed to be dismayed.

"...because Taco Bell is Mexican?" Little Mac would answer for Captain Falcon, acting as if the answer should've been super obvious to Pyra. "You don't like authentic Mexican food?"

"Authentic Mexican food? Are you insane?!" Pyra couldn't believe the words that came out of Little Mac's mouth, and she was so irate that she might smack Little Mac in the face with a burrito. "Taco Bell's food is anything but authentic!"

"You serious?" Mythra asked Pyra, who had thought otherwise as her mind was completely blown. "I thought this whole time we were making imitation Mexican food."

"No, Mythra, it's...I need a moment." Pyra massaged her temple with both of her hands, cooling herself down as she excused herself from the kitchen. The void that was left by the Blade's exit was filled with an awkward silence.

"We'll just leave these bags on the counter, you and Pyra can go through them later," Red said to Mythra as he and the other fellas placed the Taco Bell bags on the counter. Red, Captain Falcon, and Little Mac all left the kitchen, wanting to leave before Pyra potentially lost it.

"How do you think the party-planning committee is handling the party?" Mario asked Luigi, who had yet to fully recover from almost choking on the quesadilla. Why don't we actually see what the party-planning committee was up to?

The party-planning committee was in the foyer, making several preparations for a Cinco de Mayo fiesta. Rosalina, Palutena, and Travis were joined by fellow committee member Viridi, who was off from working at Cafe Leblanc today because of, well, you know. Joker had to make a compromise.

"I have secured Pikachu Libre!" announced Viridi as she showed up in the foyer holding Pikachu Libre. The chances of Viridi being shocked by Pikachu Libre were awfully high. "She will be our special entertainment."

"Pika pika!" exclaimed Pikachu Libre, as she raised her fist up high - must be nice for her to finally be out of the Pokemon sanctuary for once.

"If that's who will be facing King, then we may need a few max potions and revives just in case," remarked Rosalina, who was doing inventory with Palutena as she was counting up all the party supplies. "Now we need a pinata."

"Did somebody say they need a pinata?" asked a certain mutant, as Dingodile entered the mansion right on time as he showed up in the foyer. With him was Ty, who was holding a pinata.

"We've found you just the one!" exclaimed Ty, as he took out a fishing rod and hooked the pinata to it. The Tasmanian tiger held the pinata up high, and the pinata was moving around a bit.

"Should the pinata be vibrating like that?" asked Palutena, expressing slight concerns about how much the pinata was moving. Pinatas were meant to be still.

"We were unable to find any candy...or maybe I ate it all," replied Dingodile as he gave a nervous toothy smile - with bits of candy in-between his sharp teeth. "So we had to make a substitute."

"Let's find out what's inside then," said Travis as he whipped out his sword, looking to slice the pinata open as opposed to beating it senselessly with a baseball bat. The otaku did a downward strike on the pinata to cut it open...

...as a swarm of bees was released. Travis looked afraid as the swarm of bees in front of him looked to sting his unfortunate butt to oblivion.

"AAAAAAH, BEES!" shrieked Travis, dropping his sword and running for his life as the bees chased the otaku down the hallway. The rest of the party-planning committee watched as Travis ran off, before frowning at Dingodile and Ty.

"We thought that it would be funny," Dingodile admitted with a shrug, although there was nothing funny about getting stung by a bunch of bees. Hopefully, Travis wasn't allergic to bee venom.

Travis: *stares blankly at the camera, with bee stings all over his body* ...and this is why I hate surprises. *sighs*

"Hey guys, what do you think of my costume?" asked Big as he entered the foyer with a skull face painting over his face and wearing a black bandana over his neck. Other than the bandanna, Big didn't have much of a costume.

"Wrong holiday, Big..." Viridi informed the purple cat, who lowered his head in sadness as he felt like a giant oaf. Big walked out of the mansion, as a certain mercenary emerged from the shadows - with a plate of tamales. It was Reaper.

"You honestly believe that anyone would eat these tamales?" Reaper asked a certain hacker, as Sombra made herself visible in the foyer. The mansion was now joined by two special guests of Mexican descent.

"Must not know these people well," replied Sombra as she took a tamale off of Reaper's plate and stuffed it into her mouth, eating it. "They will literally eat anything. Even their own feces."

"Really, Reaper? You too?" Viridi said to the mercenary, who looked confused; Reaper looked down at the plate of tamales, and then back up at Viridi.

"What, did someone already make some tamales? I can pour this junk down a garbage disposal if you want." Wasting good food in the mansion? Master Hand wouldn't allow it.

"No, it's just that you look like you're all dressed up for El Dia de los Muertos. We don't need you to wear all black!" If only Reaper was given a memo on what to wear beforehand.

"And you can ditch the skull mask as well," added Rosalina, unaware that Reaper refused to be seen without his skull mask. But Reaper was gonna show Rosalina and the rest of the party-planning committee the hard way...

"Ditch the skull mask? As you wish..." said Reaper, laughing evilly as he slowly removed his skull mask to reveal his face. The sight was disturbing enough to make Rosalina, Palutena, and Viridi all scream in terror.

"Hey now, what's with all the screaming?" wondered Diddy Kong as he entered the foyer, wondering what all the hubbub was. Once the spidermonkey got a good look at Reaper's face, he shrieked and fainted in an instant.

"...you know what, you can leave your mask back on," a still-spooked Rosalina recommended to Reaper, who was proud of what he did as he put his mask back on. Reaper ought to save a scare tactic like that for Halloween.

"Got what you asked for," responded Reaper, as seeing the fainted Diddy lying on the floor brought him much joy. Two things allured Reaper greatly - killing others and scaring the living daylights out of people. Preferably children.

"I know something that will really scare you," Sombra said to the party-planning committee, ready to share something that would really send chills down the ladies' spines. "I saw two black-hooded guys near the mansion. Think they're Reaper's family."

"You don't mean Organization XIII, do you?" Palutena asked Sombra, whom Reaper was growling angrily at; Sombra had a strong knack for getting under Reaper's skin, a real pro.

"Maybe it was. That would mean Reaper has thirteen extended family members!" Sombra continued to poke fun at Reaper, who was even more incensed.

"If you don't shut your mouth right now..." Reaper seethed at Sombra as he pointed at the hacker, who playfully smiled. Reaper then turned to the party-planning committee, wishing to impart them some advice. "...I wouldn't let these hoodlums frighten you if I were you."

"Reaper's right - his extended family probably don't seem as scary as they seem." At this point, Reaper was super fed up with Sombra, having to leave the foyer to keep himself from strangling his partner-in-crime.

"We'll just focus on planning the fiesta - no distractions," Rosalina assured Sombra, as she and the other ladies hoped to keep any possible threat of Organization XIII in the back of their minds.

The mansion was set to have King over, and if what Rosalina said earlier was any implication, the wrestler was slated to have a wrestling match. The last time he wrestled at the mansion was in episode 172 when Master Hand had his own indie show dubbed Mini Wrestlemania. King looked like a fool, not knowing how to use a kendo stick in a kendo stick on a pole match. A real match stipulation, mind you.

But what was in the past was in the past, and today King had the golden opportunity to redeem himself. With his opponent being Pikachu Libre, there was a good chance that King would come out on top. Unless there were shenanigans afoot.

"'Dear Meta Knight, please meet me in my room. Sincerely, Master Hand,'" Meta Knight read a note that he saw on his bed, as he was walking down the hallway until he reached Master Hand's room. "I wish he'd stop sending me notes. If only I had a phone."

"As I've said, the match will be a triple threat match," Master Hand was heard speaking to someone, as Meta Knight heard the giant hand's voice through the creaked doorway. Meta Knight took a peek inside and saw Master Hand with King.

"Master Hand, I am here..." Meta Knight entered Master Hand's room, and felt slightly intimidated when he saw King. "...please don't tell me that you didn't select me to be King's opponent."

"Absolutely not! Fighting you wouldn't be much of a challenge for him, no offense. Rather, I want you to do something else for King."

"What, you want to make me his manager? I refuse to be in his corner during his wrestling match, it would give me too much attention."

"Not quite...I want you to be King's translator." Meta Knight, being King's translator? That alone sounded laughable to Meta Knight, who wanted to laugh if he had the energy to.

"This has to be a joke. Tell me the punchline." Apparently for Meta Knight, Master Hand was being serious as he possibly could. And Meta Knight soon realized his fate as King grabbed him and pulled him to his side.

"There is no punchline - you are to be King's translator until the fiesta starts. He'll be spending some quality time until then, so you must speak for him when he's in conversation with the others."

"Do I really have to do this?" Meta Knight saw King staring down at him, and King let out a roar that was befitting of a tiger. Meta Knight sighed deeply.

Master Hand: Isabelle claims to have so many degrees, and claims to be bilingual and know so many languages...yet she has no understanding of what King typically says. It's even more sad considering that she herself is an animal. Way to let the entire animal kingdom down, Isabelle.

"I'm only doing this because you're both Mexican," Master Hand informed Meta Knight, although he had no veritable proof of Meta Knight actually being of Mexican descent. "Cinco de Mayo is your day, after all."

"Cinco de Mayo is my day? What do you..." Meta Knight was about to ask Master Hand, only to later save his breath as he let out a groan. It was time for Meta Knight to suck it up. "...forget it. Let's go, King."

"Please take good care of him!" Ignoring Master Hand's plea, Meta Knight waved off the giant hand as he exited the room with King following after him. Once in the hallway, Meta Knight ran into Steve, who was suddenly entranced by King.

"Who is your new friend?" Steve asked Meta Knight, as he took the time to admire King's physique. You could say that the craftsman was secretly envious of King's six-pack and biceps.

"He is not exactly my friend," replied Meta Knight, as Steve reached his hand out to touch King's six-pack - just to ensure that it was legit. But then King lashed out at Steve, as he growled at the craftsman and made him retract his hand.

"Your friend growled at me - why did he do that?" Now was time for Meta Knight to do what he was asked to do - to be King's translator.

"He growled at you...he growled at you because he doesn't like you. He says that you're ugly and a loser who truly deserves nothing in life."

A silence filled the air, as Steve stared at Meta Knight and then at King. It took a moment or two for Steve to process what Meta Knight had said.

"If that is how he feels, then we cannot be friends," stated Steve as he went on his merry way, no doubt hiding how depressed he was. "Good riddance, sir." Quite frankly, Meta Knight would've said the same thing to Steve.

"Huh...that went better than I thought!" said Meta Knight a little impressed by how that "translation" turned out; and King even patted the star warrior on his head for a job well done. Being King's translator seemed like it would be easy for Meta Knight.

The Cinco de Mayo festivities were an open invite for the Omnis Adest residents, meaning that anyone could partake in the fun if they wanted to. Zeke and Pandoria had plans for joining in on the fun, with Zeke even honing his pinata-hitting skills.

"OUT OF THE WAY, MANIAC COMING THROUGH!" shouted Cranky Kong, alerting everyone outside as a blindfolded Zeke came running down the street wielding a baseball bat. Zeke was hitting everything in sight...well, not really, since he obviously can't see.

"Take this, and that, and some of this!" yelled Zeke, using his baseball bat to take out a stop sign, a street sign, and even a "no selfies allowed" street sign. Raihan stood over the most recent sign that was felled, as Zeke carried on with his rampage.

"Why is this sign a thing...?" questioned Raihan as he pointed at the "no selfies allowed" street sign, feeling some type of way about it. No one provided an answer for Raihan, for they were too busy trying to escape from Zeke.

"No, not the car!" yelled Zangief, watching in horror as Zeke was putting an absolute beating on a car that was parked on the side of the street. "I was going to use that for fighting practice."

"And I was gonna use it for driving practice!" whined Lloyd Bannings as he came over to the terribly damaged car, as Zeke ran off to destroy even more stuff. "Curse you, Zeke von Genbu!"

Dark Pit: *arms folded with the destruction of Omnis Adest in the background* Sucks for Mr. Game and Watch; cleaning up and fixing all this stuff is his job. *snorts* And probably my job as well.

"Excuse me?" someone said to Zeke, tapping the Crown Prince on his shoulder right as he was about to go ham on a fire hydrant. Zeke lifted up his blindfold and turned around, seeing Birdo.

"Ah, Birdo! Fellow teammate of Omnis Adesti Fideles!" exclaimed Zeke, who esteemed every one of his Omnis Adesti Fideles teammates to be his BFF. "Care to join me in..." Zeke stopped speaking as Birdo snatched the baseball bat out of his hand.

"This is my baseball bat...you have your own, you know." After stuffing her baseball bat in her imaginary pocket, Birdo took out Zeke's baseball bat and handed it to the Crown Prince. "Go crazy. Carry on."

"Much obliged, my dinosaur friend!" Armed with his own baseball bat, Zeke could really bring the pain. Birdo walked away for good measure, as Zeke placed the blindfold back over his eyes. "Gonna get a few more swings in and..."

"Woah! Calm your tits, man," Mr. Game and Watch said to Zeke as he came over to the Crown Prince and took the baseball bat out of his hands. "Do you see the destruction you have caused?"

"Destruction? What destruction?" Zeke took off his blindfold and took a good look around at all the damaged property that he was responsible for as he giggled nervously. Had he busted that fire hydrant open, it would've gotten uglier.

"Yeah, what destruction...and it's bad enough that I have to clean up this junk, too! I think that's enough pinata practice for one day."

"How did you figure that I was practicing for the pinata bash later? Was it my baseball bat that gave it away?!" Sure, Zeke, sure it was.

"Totally man, not like you were also...blindfolded." Mr. Game and Watch took his attention away from Zeke, as he saw two Organization XIII members in the distance. One was Marluxia, who showed up in the last episode, and the other was a blonde - and the two were discussing things in private.

"But one could make an argument that I was just a ruffian looking to destroy everything in his wake. The blindfold, one might say, was merely a handicap..." As Zeke rambled on, Mr. Game and Watch took the bat with him as he got a closer look at Marluxia and his accomplice.

"Just what we needed on a holiday...unwanted company." Mr. Game and Watch watched as Marluxia was done speaking with his accomplice, before leaving through a dark corridor. So much for today's Cinco de Mayo going swimmingly.

"The audacity of you to desert me when I wasn't done speaking!" Zeke angrily came over to Mr. Game and Watch, salty that the 2-D man wasn't listening to his mindless spiel. "I was about to delve into the possibility of me being a menace to society. A true ruffian."

"We already have two ruffians to worry about...here's your bat back." Mr. Game and Watch handed Zeke back his baseball bat, before storming off as he looked to alert someone at the mansion about Organization XIII's presence.

Sure, there was a fiesta taking place later today, but that didn't mean anyone couldn't have any fun until then. With the party-planning committee finishing up their preparations, they made sure to have a few Cinco de Mayo-related activities in the living room for anyone interested. Such as Pin the Tail on the Donkey...or in this case, Donkey Kong. Fox, Falco, and Sonic were among those participating.

"Any reason as to why you're holding my hands?" Donkey Kong asked Researcher Zelda, who was holding the gorilla's hands while Fox was standing behind her blindfolded and with a giant pin.

"It's to keep you still and calm," replied Resarcher Zelda as Fox was walking around, stabbing the air with his pin in an attempt to stick Donkey Kong. Falco, one of the onlookers, had to stifle his laugh. "Take a deep breath."

"Okay, I'll try." So Donkey Kong took a deep breath, inhaling and then exhaling, as he felt slightly better. "When Rosalina told me that I would be a main attraction, this is not what I had in...YEEEEEOOOOW!"

"Relax dude, I barely even touched you," Fox said to Donkey Kong, as his pin grazed Donkey Kong's fur. But the pilot was in the sweet spot, and he knew it too as he stuck the pin into Donkey Kong.

"OOOOOOOOUUUUUUCCCCCHHHH!" Donkey Kong screamed at the top of his lungs, letting go of Researcher Zelda's hands as he jumped into the air - almost hitting the ceiling even. The gorilla then landed on the floor clutching his butt, which now had the pin stuck in it.

"Is that supposed to be stuck in there?" asked Leaf, who was slated to go after Fox as she pointed at the pin protruding from Donkey Kong's buttocks. Researcher Zelda looked nervously at the pin, reluctant to pull it out.

Rosalina: Donkey Kong wasn't our original choice for a donkey, obviously. The original plan was to go with a Mudbray from the Pokemon sanctuary, but Red got defensive about using it. Didn't know that he was a champion of a region AND a champion of Pokemon rights. But he did recommend that we use the "donkey" who plays basketball for the Golden State Warriors, and I found that to be terribly rude.

Viridi: We could've used paper material for Pin the Tail on the Donkey, like the old-fashioned way, but that's too much work. Also, I personally wanted to hear the painful screams of Donkey Kong. *smiles deviously*

"Stand back I got this!" said Male Wii Trainer, raising up to the occasion as he volunteered to pull the pin out of Donkey Kong's butt. The fitness trainer knelt down as he rolled Donkey Kong over on his back.

"When it's your turn, don't poke him too hard," Sombra reminded Reaper, as she and the mercenary were among those playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey Kong. Took a lot to convince Reaper to participate, as you can imagine.

"I prefer to stab him instead," stated Reaper, as he hoped to draw as much blood as possible from poking...erm, stabbing, Donkey Kong. Sonic shuffled his way over to Reaper, trying to move discreetly.

"Psst, Reaper..." Sonic whispered to the mercenary, with his hands in his pockets as if he wasn't looking suspicious. The blue hedgehog didn't give Reaper any eye contact for good measure.

"What do you want, hedgehog? You're kind of distracting me." Reaper was trying to analyze Donkey Kong's body, to see where he would poke...stab the gorilla, and he couldn't do that with Sonic striking up a conversation with him.

"I just wanted to ask about Moira. Your secret second fiddle. I gave her some materials a few weeks ago..." Sonic stopped speaking as Reaper turned to face him - and Reaper did NOT look happy.

"'Secret Second fiddle'? What do you mean by that?" Reaper was staring down at Sonic with his hands close to his holsters, willing to straight-up kill Sonic in cold blood with both of his shotguns.

"I, uh, gave Moira some materials...for reviving my friend's past girlfriend..." Sonic was shivering in fear as Reaper was exerting his fearsome might over him, with sweat trickling down his face. "I wanted to, uh, ask if she..."

"Attention, everyone! Listen up!" shouted Isabelle as she entered the living room, right before Reaper had the chance to fire multiple bullets through Sonic. "We have a special visitor for Cinco de Mayo."

"A special visitor? Oh boy!" exclaimed Male Wii as he looked up at Isabelle while pulling the pin out of Donkey Kong's butt in the process. Donkey Kong screamed in agony as he held his buttocks.

"Well, he's not that special, but...you'll know once you see him." Isabelle moved to the side, as the special guest came inside the living room...basketball player and known fixture at the mansion's holiday parties, Wayne. Seemed like Wayne took up on Master Hand's invite.

"Sup y'all," Wayne greeted everyone in the living room, not caring about whether or not he got a big response. He preferred not getting a big response, to be quite honest. "Just so you know, I didn't come alone..."

"Why did I hear screaming? Should I be scared?" a man outside the living room questioned, as Wayne was soon joined by one of his 2020 Olympic teammates...Armani, who first debuted in episode 294.

"I know that man!" exclaimed Corrin as he pointed at Armani, with fond memories that took place in Tokyo playing out in his mind. "I beat him in a game of basketball once."

"We beat him in a game of basketball," Rodin affirmed to Corrin as he placed his hand on the prince's shoulder, letting him know that it was a team effort. But Corrin personally wanted all the glory.

"Hmph...copycat," Sombra muttered under her breath, seeing that Wayne had brought his own plus-one. Sombra could say that she was the originator.

Wayne: One might think that I came to the mansion for Cinco de Mayo because I wanted to. Some might argue that I just wanted to hang out. But honestly, to tell you the truth, I mainly came just for the food. Whether it's that long-haired guy with the limp arm, those well-endowed chicks who look like fraternal twins, or even Pit's mom, I can always count on the mansion to have good eats.

Armani: Why did he bring me along, I'm not even Mexican...I'm half-Puerto Rican for crying out loud.

"Wanna join us for a game of Pin the Tail on the Donkey?" Falco offered to Wayne and Armani, knowing deep down that both basketball players would simply answer no. But hey, it wouldn't hurt to ask.

"We're having loads of fun," stated Terry, only for Donkey Kong to scream out in pain as he continued to hold his buttocks. "Well, DK's not having fun, but everyone else is!"

"So I assume that you're not the only 'special guests' here," Leaf said to Wayne and Armani, as Isabelle heard her phone ringing. Isabelle was fumbling around in her pocket trying to get her phone out.

"Nah - some masked wrestler dude came in after we did," responded Armani, as Isabelle finally pulled her phone out just moments before it was done ringing. "Didn't look like any Mexican wrestler that I know of."

"Keep it down, I have to answer the phone!" shouted Isabelle as she quickly answered the call, pulling away to the far corner so that she could hear better. "Yes? Hello, Mr. GW...what's that? They're back again?"

"Would you like to play with us?" Male Wii Fit asked Wayne, as he came over to the basketball player with the pin in his hand. Given where that pin was, Wayne looked at the object nervously.

"You said there's two of them? And they're both women?! So the Organization isn't misogynist?" As Isabelle took her phone conversation with Mr. Game and Watch out of the living room, Wayne was mulling his options.

"Nah, I'd rather take my chance with a pinata," replied Wayne, believing that he would have an unfair advantage due to him being a pro athlete. A guy like him would smash any pinata to pieces.

"Then in that case...how would you and your friend like to soothe Donkey Kong's bottom in the pool?" offered Male Wii Fit, acting like he couldn't do it himself. It was unlike him to make others do his dirty work.

"We never even agreed to do that," replied Armani, but that didn't stop Male Wii Fit from looking for someone in the living room to accompany the basketball players. Yet another person doing Male Wii Fit's dirty work.

"Byleth, would you be a dear and take our two guests to the pool as they soak Donkey Kong's bottom?" Upon hearing her name called, Byleth emerged from the crowd, looking pretty game.

"I can do it," replied Byleth, getting down to action as she helped Donkey Kong up to his feet. Donkey Kong winced in pain as he stood up, wearing a painful scowl on his face.

"I might be bleeding..." a limping Donkey Kong said to Byleth, who looked at the gorilla's butt and removed his hand. No sign of blood was to be found.

"You're not bleeding. Please stop overreacting." In response to Byleth's command, Donkey Kong stopped the limp as he and Byleth were nearing the living room exit. "Let's go, boys," Byleth said to Wayne and Armani, who both looked dismayed as they followed Byleth and Donkey Kong out.

"Now that DK's gone, who's gonna be the donkey?" wondered Falco...and soon enough, all eyes were on the avian pilot, causing him to gulp. "Uh oh..."

Cloud went to the kitchen, looking to grab a quick bite to eat. As the swordsman was about to enter the kitchen, however, he was approached by Champion Link. Almost gave him a good scare.

"Hi, Cloud - sorry if I startled you," Champion Link greeted and apologized to the swordsman, who was in no mood for conversation as he tried to make it past Champion Link only for the Hylian to stop him. "Wait, I wanted to talk to you!"

"And I want to not talk to you," responded Cloud, as he made a second effort at getting inside the kitchen. "Now if you excuse me..." No matter what, Champion Link refused to grant Cloud access. "...okay, Champ, what is it?"

"So I thought about what you told me, about getting too involved. But I gotta say, getting involved in getting Lara Croft home...it made me feel good."

"That's good - cool story." Cloud made a third effort at getting inside the kitchen, only to be stood up by Champion Link a third time. The swordsman was holding in the urge to punch Champion Link in the face.

"Therefore, I won't get involved unless you or Link want me to. I'll stay in my lane, and I won't veer in yours unless you want me to."

"Ah, I get it, you wanna be useful. How about this..." If Cloud told Champion Link to leave him alone, as he had done in episode 377, then Champion Link can just forget it. "...help me find a snack."

"That's it? Find you a snack?" Champion Link was honestly expecting something more, but Cloud showed how serious he was with his demand as he nodded his head. "Okay then..."

So Champion Link followed Cloud inside the kitchen, where there was a strange Mexican masked luchador cooking over the stove. The luchador was cooking some Chankonabe stew and borscht...and was cooking both dishes in the same pot.

"A pinch of chili pepper will finish this off!" exclaimed the luchador as he added a small bit of chili pepper to his dish. "Voila! El Fuerte Super Duper Hero Mole! Add a bit of lemon, bon appetite!"

"Bon appetite?" Champion Link cringed as the luchador added a bit of lemon to his super questionable dish. Cloud looked towards Pyra and Mythra...who were both off to the side, chilling.

"We're on break," Pyra said to Cloud and Champion Link, her and Pyra taking it easy while the luchador was perfecting...whatever the heck he was cooking. The luchador sampled his dish with a spoon and was most pleased.

"A taste so great, it sends you straight to heaven!" Putting the spoon down on the counter, the luchador soon realized he had company as he turned to face Cloud and Champion Link. "Hola, amigos!"

"Igualmente," greeted Cloud, who could honestly care less if his Spanish a little was off. The swordsman looked at Pyra and asked the Blade, "Who is this goofball?"

"That is El Fuerte," Pyra introduced Cloud to the masked luchador, who grabbed two bowls from the kitchen cabinet and fixed two bowls of his concoction. "He's very clearly an eccentric."

"He's also gonna fight King later...and lose," added Mythra, as she strongly doubted El Fuerte's chances with King based on how El Fuerte acted in the kitchen. El Fuerte took the two bowls that he fixed and offered them to the Blades.

"No thank you, we're not hungry." Valuing her stomach and taste buds, Pyra turned down El Fuerte's dish as Mythra did the same. El Fuerte lowered his head as he returned to the stove.

El Fuerte: The ultimate fighter deserves the ultimate menu, but the road to culinary perfection is long and fraught with peril. During my short time at this mansion, I will make new friends and discuss the qualities of fine food with them! Why, I've made some new friends already, and let them sample my world-famous dish!
King K. Rool: *in the background, down on one knee as he's puking on the floor*
El Fuerte: *looks back at K. Rool, before looking back at the camera* Don't mind him - his stomach is having difficulty in comprehending how awesome my culinary skills are. Give it some time.

"This man is a food terrorist," Champion Link said to Cloud, watching as a slightly depressed El Fuerte poured his concoction back into the pot from the bowls he offered to the Blades.

"Says the man who still makes pixelated food," retorted Cloud, feeling the need to throw this quick jab at Champion Link. Champion Link was about to defend himself but then realized that he may be on the same level of cooking as El Fuerte.

"If you're looking for a bite to eat, we have Taco Bell in the dining room," Pyra offered to Cloud and Champion Link, knowing that neither swordsman wouldn't want El Fuerte's concoction. Any other sane person would be in the same boat.

"Better get some before Luigi eats it all up," smirked Mythra, as Cloud and Champion Link exchanged looks with each other wondering what the Blade meant.

Taking up on the Blades' suggestion, Cloud and Champion Link went to the dining room and saw bags of Taco Bell on the dining room table. Mario was standing near the table, noodling around on his phone. But his brother, Luigi? He was devouring a burrito like it was his last meal.

"Luigi?" Champion Link uttered the name of the green plumber, who had finished off his burrito as he licked the sauce off of his fingers. Luigi apparently ate so much, that his stomach was noticeably bigger.

"Mario, I think your brother is losing it," Cloud notified the plumber, who looked up from his phone and he saw Cloud and Champion Link before him. Mario looked at Luigi as he put his phone back in his pocket.

"He's not losing it - he's-a satisfying his hunger," stated Mario, as Champion Link eyed an untouched chalupa on the table. The Hylian reached out his hand for the chalupa...

"No touching!" Luigi snapped at Champion Link as he grabbed the chalupa before the Hylian ever had the chance. Luigi then unwrapped the chalupa and ate it, much to Champion Link's dismay.

"What's with all this Taco Bell stuff?" Cloud asked Mario, in awe of how many Taco Bell bags were on the table. Captain Falcon was spending big bucks. "Is this just to hold everyone over until the party starts?"

"Not really - this was intended-a by Captain Falcon to be party food," replied Mario, while Luigi was going through all the Taco Bell items like Joey Chestnut at a hot dog-eating contest. "Pyra opted to have-a authentic Mexican food only."

"I always thought that Taco Bell was authentic Mexican food," remarked Champion Link, leading Cloud to take pity on him as he facepalmed. "Or maybe I was poorly mistaken..."

Cloud: Champion Link really isn't the best judge when it comes to food. We're talking about a man who once ate monster rice balls "just to survive". I would've given him a pass if he was a feral man looking to get by, but the man owns a whole recipe book. Speaking of which, who knows the last time I even saw that thing?

"Mama Mia..." moaned Luigi, showing signs of fatigue as he dropped his chalupa; the green plumber was feeling groggy, almost to the point of falling out of his chair. "...I can't do this by myself, Mario."

"Well, don't look-a at me! I wouldn't eat-a all of this," refuted Mario, knowing how sensitive his stomach was when it came to Hispanic food. A simple bean burrito could make him gassy.

"But you definitely would if you really wanted to," said Cappy, as Mario frowned and looked up at the talking hat. Cappy quickly kept his mouth shut.

"Tell you what, Luigi," Cloud said to the green plumber as he placed his hand on Champion Link, who looked at the swordsman with nervousness in his eyes. "Champion Link devour all this food with you."

"You will?" Luigi smiled at Champion Link with his hands clasped together, as Champion Link reluctantly shook his head no. But it was too late. "Thank-a you, Champion Link, you shouldn't have!"

"You're right I shouldn't...have," replied Champion Link, only for Cloud to sit him in a chair next to Luigi. The Hylian looked afraid as Cloud placed a Taco Bell item in front of him. "What is that...?"

"That, Champ, is a Mexican pizza. Does it look 'authentic' enough to you?" Judging by how Champion Link was scowling as he turned his head away, perhaps he didn't.

"I'll help-a you eat it," Luigi offered to Champion Link as he took a slice of the Mexican pizza and took a bite. The green plumber made a funny face as he chewed his slice. "Pizza must've been left-a out in the open."

"Do I really have to eat all this food?" Champion Link was dreading what he was in for, as he saw all the Taco Bell food that was present. An upset stomach might be in the Hylian's future.

"You wanted to be useful," replied Cloud, patting Champion Link on his back for encouragement before heading to the kitchen. "So this is your big shot. Better make the most of it."

"Pyra and Mythra would like all of this food-a gone by the time-a the fiesta starts," Mario told Champion Link, who looked nervous as he grabbed his first item, a chalupa. The Hylian took his first bite, wondering how many more chalupas he would have to devour.

"I could be nice and get a third guy. But don't count on it..." Cloud would leave the dining room, as he passed through the kitchen and encountered El Fuerte along the way. "...I don't want your stupid crap, put the bowl down!"

The Cinco de Mayo fiesta was set to take place in the ballroom, which was also the site of the wrestling match between King, Pikachu Libre, and El Fuerte. Ryu and Ken were both tasked with setting up the wrestling ring in front of the ballroom.

"Check to see if this ring holds up," Ryu said to Ken, as the two fighters were standing on the mat. Ken proceeded to punch his friendly rival square in the face, and Ryu was caught off-guard as he fell onto the mat, lying on his back.

"Ring seems sturdy enough!" exclaimed Ken, seeing that the wrestling ring didn't collapse when Ryu fell down. Ken offered to help Ryu up, but Ryu angrily slapped Ken's hand away.

"You fool, you punched me without giving me a heads up!" Ryu hopped up on his feet and displayed his frustration with Ken as he gave him a light shove. Ken lost his footing as he fell back unto the ropes, before regaining his balance.

"Oh, so you want a heads up? Alright then...heads up!" Ken threw another punch in Ryu's direction, and Ryu would dodge it as he moved his head and grabbed Ken's arm.

"Much better." Maintaining his hold on Ken's arm, Ryu threw Ken over his shoulder and threw him unto the mat before dusting off his hands. "You were right about the ring being sturdy."

"Let's save the sparring for later, you guys," Link advised Ryu and Ken, as he was in the ballroom with Zelda; the man and woman of the mansion were doing their part, making sure that the ballroom was in perfect condition for the fiesta.

"Hey Link, I heard you had a wrestling match once," Ken smirked as he got back on his feet, using the ring ropes as he grabbed them to help himself up. "Why don't we have a quick match? Me vs you!"

"...I refuse to revisit that chapter for as long as I live." Link only had one wrestling match in his life, and he preferred to keep it that way. "Stupid Meta Knight, roping me in..."

"Here he comes," Zelda alerted Link, who promptly kept his mouth shut as he saw Meta Knight enter the ballroom with King. King looked around the ballroom, and his eyes soon drifted to the wrestling ring.

"That is where you will be wrestling later on," Meta Knight explained to King as he pointed at the wrestling ring. King took a brief moment to admire the wrestling ring, as he even planned on stroking it with his hand.

"There he is - the legendary King!" grinned Ken, just in awe of King and everything that the legendary wrestler stood for. "Feels great to have him back."

"I bet he's crying underneath his mask," surmised Ryu, under the assumption that King was moved to tears upon seeing the wrestling ring. If it were so, then King must truly view the wrestling mat as sacred.

"Welcome to the Smash Mansion, King," Zelda cordially welcomed King, as she and Link approached the wrestler. King acknowledged Zelda as he nodded his head toward the princess.

"Heard him make a growling sound, what did he say?" asked Link, who was always curious as to what King meant when he made animal noises. Fortunately, Meta Knight was there to translate.

"He said that Princess Zelda is very pretty," Meta Knight would translate for King, who made another growling sound as he looked toward Link. "And he says that you're a puny man who doesn't deserve Zelda."

"I am not a puny man! Who is he to judge?" Link was mightily defensive, largely in part of how much King offended him. Or rather, how much Meta Knight offended him. Or maybe...

Meta Knight: Being King's "translator" isn't as bad as I thought it would be. It's a stupid job, no doubt, but it has kind of given me the ability to tell others how I feel about them. Better yet, I can do it without receiving any blowback.
King: *kneels down at Meta Knight and pats him on his head*
Meta Knight: Perhaps King and I share the same brain cell, and agree on the same things. But that's a theory for another day.

"Hey, King!" Ryu called out to the wrestler, standing over the top rope as he waved his arm to garner King's attention. "It's your good pals, Ken and Ryu!"

"Since when were we ever his..." Ryu was about to question Ken, only for Ken to protect the narrative as he covered Ryu's mouth. King would join Ken and Ryu at ringside, as Meta Knight was following along.

"So King, who do you think is the superior fighter - me, or Ryu?" Ken eagerly awaited the answer to his golden question, as King thought for a moment for letting out a roar. Time for Meta Knight to interpret what King said.

"He says that Dan Hikabi is better than the both of you combined," Meta Knight said to Ryu and Ken, with Ryu frowning angrily and Ken dropping his mouth agape. Real heads know why the name Dan Hikabi would bring so much devastation.

"I'd much rather him say F.A.N.G..." remarked a devastated Ryu, as Meta Knight led King out of the ballroom. King would cross paths with Dante as he made his exit, and he pointed at the vigilante as he roared.

"King says that you look like an old man, trying to look young and cool," Meta Knight said to Dante, as he and King ventured out of the ballroom. Dante took those comments to heart as he nodded his head.

"Hunting demons does take its toll on a man," Dante casually shrugged, taking the comments in stride as he walked inside the ballroom. "Not to mention being half-demon yourself."

Marluxia stood outside the mansion, looking to make his move...but he couldn't do it without his partner at his side. A mission like the one he had today could not be done alone.

"Ready to make our move, Larxene?" asked Marluxia as he was joined by a fellow Organization member - the blonde woman that he was speaking with at Omnis Adest.

"You bet," the blonde, Larxene, replied as she cracked an evil smile, while she also cracked her fingers. Marluxia and Larxene were sure to make their presence felt, as they walked past the mansion's pool.

"Ahh...that feels good," smiled a relieved Donkey Kong, who was soaking his butt in the pool water as Wayne and Armani held him. Byleth was standing at the poolside looking on.

"After this, Mr. Game and Watch is definitely filtering this pool water," stated Byleth, her proposition later proven as several bubbles erupted from the water. Armani made a face, as Donkey Kong giggled.

"Wasn't an accident - I really wanted to do that," Donkey Kong admitted with a sheepish smile, as a disappointed Byleth held her hand up to her temple and looked away. When the professor looked away, she caught Marluxia and Larxene both in plain sight and gasped.

"You boys keep Donkey Kong in the water, I have to handle some business," Byleth said to Wayne and Armani before running off; the professor's ring fell off as she left the poolside.

"Nice of her to leave us alone with Mr. Farts-A-Lot," Armani sarcastically said to Wayne, only to notice the ring that had fallen to the ground. Almost certain that it belonged to Byleth, Armani slowly knelt down and picked the ring up.

Nobody was happier about taking a day off from work than Pit, Cafe Leblanc's resident part-time barista. With the cafe closed today, Pit had all the freedom in the world to celebrate Cinco de Mayo...but the only problem was, he didn't know how to celebrate it. However, no one said that the angel could at least try.

"Joker, can you rate this fit?" Pit asked the young man, who was chilling with Makoto in the gaming room. Joker had a thousand-mile stare going on, dreading what his eyes were about to see.

"Sure, Pit, I can definitely rate your...fit," replied Joker as he looked up at Pit...who had on a sombrero, a poncho, and a fake mustache. Pit struck a pose, as Joker and Makoto could not believe what they were seeing.

"He cannot be serious right now," Makoto said to Joker, as Pit struck yet another pose; Pit even ran off and came back with a guitar, as he played a tune.

"Ole!" Pit shouted after he was done with his guitar solo, which resulted in a popped string. His performance didn't wow Joker and Makoto - it only made them even more perplexed.

"That's my guitar, thank you..." K.K. Slider frowned at Pit as he came over to the angel, snatching his guitar out of Pit's hands. Pit looked glum, but at least his guitar solo left a lasting impression on Joker...somewhat.

"Had to throw in that mariachi solo just for fun. So what are your honest thoughts on this fit, Joker?" Pit held his arms out wide, as he expected to hear some honest criticism from Joker. But Joker was too speechless to respond.

"Pit, what you're doing is perpetuating stereotypes of Mexican people," Makoto informed the angel, who for a brief moment was trying to figure out what "perpetuating" meant. "Doing that on a holiday like Cinco de Mayo is..."

"Perpetuating stereotypes, huh?" Pit was about to throw a tantrum as he tore the fake mustache off of his face. Left him in a lot of pain, but it was worth it. "So Mario and Luigi get to wear mustaches, but I can't?!"

"Their mustaches are real. Yours isn't." Regardless of what Makoto said, Pit refused to acknowledge that the brunette was making a valid argument. "Joker, say something already."

"Pit if you don't take off that costume right now, I'm firing you," Joker threatened the angel, as Makoto furrowed her brow at her boyfriend; Joker shrugged, for he didn't know what else he could've said.

Joker: I might have mentioned on record that I feel like a parent when it comes to keeping Pit in check. My biggest fear is that the way I deal with Pit has created vivid imaginations in people's heads. On that note, I'm just relieved that Pit has yet to refer to me as "daddy". Emphasis on "yet".

"Fine then, I'll take it off..." frowned Pit as he took off his sombrero and poncho, placing both items on the floor along with his fake mustache. "...sorry for celebrating Cinco de Mayo." The angel walked away, but not before coming back for the mustache. "I'm keeping the mustache."

"Do you," responded Joker, as Pit stuffed the fake mustache in his pocket and left the gaming room for good. The sombrero and ponch were left for anybody to claim if they chose to.

"Forcing him to write an essay on Cinco de Mayo might show him the way," Makoto jokingly recommended to Joker, who recalled the Arbor Day report that he made Pit write. He was in disbelief about that report until Gil shed some light on Pit's plagiarizing ways.

As a recommendation from Cloud, Champion Link was to assist Luigi in eating all the Taco Bell food that Captain Falcon and his boys had purchased. At first, the Hylian imagined the task would be easy given that Luigi had a head start...

"WHY DO THESE BURRITOS TASTE THE SAME?!" Champion Link wondered out loud, as he was eating his third burrito. Luigi, who had to take a break from eating, was chowing down on a burrito without breaking a sweat.

"They're like giant Fruit-a Gushers, hehe," chuckled Luigi, who accidentally wasted some beans on his lap; he was in no mood to clean up his mess. "But only with-a refried beans."

"You're doing good-a Champ - no rush," Mario encouraged Champion Link as he patted the Hylian's back with his hands, keeping him in the game. "This isn't an eating contest."

"I can see that..." muttered Champion Link, forcing himself to take another bite of his burrito. Cloud returned to the dining room, as he brought a guest with him who happened to love food.

"Look who I brought," announced Cloud, as he brought Louie from Omnis Adest; when Louie saw the Taco Bell food that was present, he was instantly on cloud nine.

"Woah! I haven't seen this much Mexcian food ever since I first started my quarter-life crisis," marveled Louie, as Cloud turned his head to Mario wanting to ask several questions. Mario silently told Cloud to hold off.

"With that much energy, you must be hungry." Cloud expected Louie to take a seat with Luigi and Champion Link and join them, but for whatever reason Louie remained where he was.

"No thanks, I already had Taco Bell." Well, it was a worthy shot by Cloud - at least he could say that he tried. "And Chipotle. And that food truck that sells tacos for cheap."

"You had Taco Bell and Chipotle?" Mario questioned Louie, never imagining the astronaut to be that daring. But when you had an appetite like Louie, daring was totally normal.

"And the tacos from that food truck - all at the same time, no less. Mr. Game and Watch now has to replace my toilet, so you can only imagine how that excursion went."

"Clearly you're no help - now get lost," Cloud said to Louie, who left the dining room and into the kitchen. Louie was apprehended by El Fuerte soon after.

Louie: The masked man I met in the kitchen blessed me with one of the greatest dishes ever...whatever this is! *holds up a bowl of El Furte's concoction - El Fuerte Super Duper Hero Mole* I'm the only person that enjoys this creation, which puts me in rare company with... *thinks for a moment ultimately before giving up* ...either way, it feels nice to be part of a very special club.

"Can I take a break?" Champion Link asked Cloud, asking a question that he very well could've asked Mario. After all, the plumber was standing right there.

"You're doing good so far, don't let up," replied Cloud as he rubbed Champion Link's shoulder for encouragement. Champion Link let out a moan as he did his best to carry on.

Meta Knight was growing more comfortable in his role as King's translator, partly because it allowed him to get things off of his chest that he wanted to say to his peers. Up until this point, it had yet to get him or King in hot water.

"...and that is why King claims that your dental hygiene is very poor," Meta Knight said to Ridley, as he spoke with the dragon outside the arcade. Ridley was glaring at King, as he wanted to tear the wrestler apart from limb to limb.

"Settle down, Ridley...you can murder King another day," Ribbon Girl said to Ridley, as she led the dragon away; Ridley was still giving King a death glare as he followed after Ribbon Girl.

"You honestly have no idea how long I've wanted to tell him that," Meta Knight said to King. "Now, shall we?" The star warrior led King inside the arcade, where a bunch of folks were playing arcade games.

"Man, Reaper sure looks ugly without his mask on!" remarked Diddy Kong as he was playing a Street Fighter arcade game, unable to shake off the image of the unmasked Reaper. Meta Knight and King went over to Diddy, who just lost his match.

"Now you know why I seldom take my own mask off," Meta Knight told King after hearing what Diddy said, as Diddy was about to insert a token into the coin slot. But not before he saw King standing by.

"King! Wanna play a game with me?" Diddy would want nothing more than to play a fighting arcade game with King, but King obviously had the final say. And he would make his final say as he growled.

"He doesn't want to play with you because you're a scrub when it comes to arcade games," Meta Knight would translate for Diddy, whose confidence was shattered almost in an instant. "He also mentioned something about not respecting those who wear a shirt but no pants."

"He said all of that with a simple growl? Dang..." Seeing that King refused to play with him, Diddy inserted a token into the coin slot and started a new game. His confidence remained shattered, though.

"It's King! So cool!" exclaimed Ryuji as he ran over to King, giddy about meeting the wrestler in person before his wrestling match later. "Can I have your autograph, please?!"

"Uh..." uttered Meta Knight, only for King to hold his hand out to Ryuji and let out a growl. Ryuji was wondering what King meant. "...what King is trying to say is, he doesn't deal with lowlifes."

"For real?! You think that I'm a lowlife?! Me too! King and I share the same opinion, woo!" No longer caring about the autograph, Ryuji ran off while King was amused. However, the delinquent came running back. "Um, can I still get that autograph?"

Ryuji: King is one of the best wrestlers in the world. He'd clear anyone in any wrestling promotion. If I were his booker, I'd have him win the world title in his first match, and then go on a year-long undefeated streak...You don't like how that sounds? Well, I'd love to hear what your fantasy booking ideas are!

"This game sucks! There's no punching!" complained Brick of the Vault Hunters, as he was playing an arcade game; Meta Knight was looking at Brick while King signed Ryuji's autograph.

"The game is called Fast & Furious," Mordecai informed Brick, as he and the other Vault Hunters - Lilith and Tiny Tina - watched Brick fail miserably at a racing arcade game. "What do you think this game was about?"

"I mean the 'fast' part is nice, but I wanna do the 'furious' side. Wanna get into some road rage, and get out of my car and punch someone in the face!"

"He is always thinking about punching people in the face..." Lilith facepalmed, as King overheard Lilith after he was done singing Ryuji's autograph. Curious, King went over to the Vault Hunters.

"Those are very destructive individuals...be careful," Meta Knight warned King - as if King needed caution for dealing with any stranger. King stood at the side of the Fast & Furious arcade game, waiting to be noticed.

"Ooh, look, a big kitty cat!" exclaimed Tina, the first Vault Hunter to see King as she was jumping up and down. "I"m gonna adopt him!" Seconds later, Brick crashed his car and was later upset as a "game over" screen appeared.

"Dang it, Tina, you messed me up!" shouted Brick, acting like a sore loser as he punched the arcade screen - only to hurt his hand in the process. That screen must be unbreakable.

"I'm sorry, it's just that there's an adorable cat-man standing around who's gonna be mine soon." Having no idea what Tina was talking about at first, King looked to his left and looked up, and saw King.

"So you're the punk who caused Tina to distract me, aren't ya?" Brick confronted King as he stood up, sizing up the wrestler as he got up in his grill. "Tell me your name!"

"His name is King," stated Meta Knight, anxiously fearing the animosity that Brick was building towards King. It might get a little ugly in the arcade.

"King, huh? Well, all I see is a QUEEN! How about that?" Brick was awfully proud of what he said, as he folded his arms and smirked. He believed that King wouldn't have a comeback, but then King roared in his face.

"Oh wow...he really did that," said Lilith, as the smirk Brick once had was now history. With a mighty roar like that, Meta Knight had a lot to "translate".

"King insists that you're a bum and that you're ugly," Meta Knight informed Brick, but he wouldn't stop right there - plenty more for the star warrior to say. "He also said that you look like a meathead...and that you're the real queen around here."

"BURN!" exclaimed Mordecai, as he and the other Vault Hunters laughed at Brick's expense. Brick got angry real quick as he wanted to punch King in the face oh so bad.

"We'll see who the real queen is!" said Brick as he pointed in King's face, saving his punch for later. "Meet me outside..." Looking for a fight, Brick stared down at King as he walked away...and tripped to the floor. "...y'all didn't see that."

"For the record, I meant every word I said minus the queen part," Meta Knight quietly said to King, as the Vault Hunters offered to help Brick up to his feet. Brick instantly refused their help.

"You come at the King, you better not miss!" Ryuji called out to Brick after he had witnessed the exchange between the Vault Hunter and King. "King so has this in the bag."

The party-planning committee was all done with their inventory, as they had enough resources for the big fiesta. Perhaps the most paramount objective on their list was securing several pinatas, and they got some. None of which were filled with bees.

"Open the pinata for us, if you can," Rosalina requested to Rean Schwarzer, who along with Juna Crawford brought a pinata. Juna gently tore the pinata open, and candy spilled out from the small rip.

"No bees, thank goodness!" smiled a relieved Palutena, and Rean and Juna exchanged weird looks with one another. Juna was momentarily distracted as candy spilled out of the pinata like a gusher.

"Ack!" shrieked Juna as she hurriedly closed the small hole in the pinata, holding her hand over it. The student then turned the pinata over and she put the candy that spilled out inside.

Rean: As an instructor, I feel like it's my obligation to introduce my students to many different cultures around the world. The Cinco de Mayo festivities are a good start; the students will have fun and learn more about the world. It's much less expensive than taking them on a class trip to a foreign country, dare I say.

"This song should be played at the fiesta, in my opinion," Knuckles said to the party-planning committee as he came worth not with a pinta, but with his phone. The echidna took his earphones out of the earphone jack as he opened up YouTube.

"Let us hear it," said Palutena as Knuckles pulled up the song in question and was ready to let it play. But not before an ad started playing.

"Stupid ad! Why can't I skip you? Okay, here we go!" Once the fifteen-second ad was finished, the song could finally begin. Thirty seconds in, Knuckles was vibing his head to the music while the party-planning committee furrowed their brow at the lyrics.

"'I lie, I cheat, I steal'?" Rosalina reiterated the lyrics, finding the content of the song to be questionable. She couldn't deny that the song's bass was on point, though.

"No...we lie, we cheat, we steal," replied Knuckles, turning up the volume in an attempt to change the party-planning committee's mind. But it didn't work. "Song has a good message, don't you think?"

"Knuckles, that song feels a bit tasteless," Palutnea kindly informed the echidna, who scoffed at the goddess and was about to call her sensitive. "So we're not adding it to our party playlist."

"It was a bop back in the day. Everyone and their mother loved it!" Knuckles gave up, as he paused the song and walked away salty as ever. Falco entered the foyer, as the avian pilot sported a pained face.

"Done playing Pin the Tail on the Donkey?" Viridi asked Falco, who turned around to reveal the multiple pins that were pinned to his butt. Falco wouldn't be sitting down anytime soon.

"Everyone ganged up on me near the end of the game," said Falco as he turned back around, as Fox, Sonic, Reaper, and Sombra showed up in the foyer. "Even Fox." Viridi turned to Fox, curious as to what the pilot had to say for himself.

"He was shaking his tail feather at us; he was asking for it," Fox casually said, as Falco tried to pull out one of the pins only to wince in pain. Might as well have one of the Wii Fit Trainers handle that.

"I personally wanted to stab him," admitted Reaper, who came dangerously close to fulfilling his goal until Sombra intervened. Sonic crept close to Reaper, who turned his head to make the blue hedgehog go away.

"Now I see why Donkey Kong no longer wanted to be the donkey," remarked Rosalina, who failed to take into account folks like Reaper taking simple party games to the extreme. "Well, we got everything we need, so the fiesta will be starting soon."

"Sounds cool," responded Fox, only to notice Falco walking away while holding his butt. Fox offered to escort his avian friend to his destination. "Don't worry, Falco, I got you..."

"Go away, I don't need you," Falco said to Fox as he walked faster, only for Fox to remain at his side. "You stuck your pin in me harder than Reaper did."

"About this fiesta..." Sombra said to the party-planning committee, briefly looking over her shoulder to see if Reaper was listening. "...will Reaper's family be an issue?"

"They're not my family," said the eavesdropping Reaper, as Sonic crept towards the mercenary once more. Sonic stopped in place when Reaper caught him.

"Hopefully not, but you can scope out the mansion for us," replied Palutena, not taking action unless Isabelle mentioned something...but with the Organization around, there was no point in waiting.

"We're on it," Sombra said before making herself invisible, as she made her leave from the foyer. Reaper was about to do the same, but not before he felt someone tug on his cloak.

"What do you want?!" Reaper snapped at Sonic, as he made the blue hedgehog scared to the bone. Made him feel good inside. "I'm not seeing Moira. Or Sombra, for that matter."

"I know you aren't, I just wanted..." said Sonic, only for Reaper to leave the foyer for good as he dove into the shadows. "...and he left. Nice." Sonic snapped his fingers in disgust, as he sped out of the foyer in defeat.

"Milk Duds? Really?" Juna questioned Rean, holding a small box of Milk Duds in her hand while she was patching up the pinata. Rean sheepishly took the Milk Duds and stuffed them in his pocket.

Marluxia and Larxene were making their move, as they were now inside the mansion. They seemed to have one goal on their mind - crash the fiesta and cause as much mayhem as they possibly can.

"We are not going to ask you this again," Marluxia said to Villager, holding the young lad against the wall with his hand clutching his nonexistent neck. "You said that there will be a fiesta, yes? Where is this so-called fiesta taking place?"

"In the ballroom...on the third floor," uttered Villager, finding it difficult to speak given how hard Marluxia was pressing on his neck. Getting the answer that he wanted, Marluxia dropped Villager to the floor.

"About time you complied," Larxene smirked at Villager, before leaning in close to the young lad with her hands on her hips. "Now tell us, what makes this fiesta so special?"

"Why do you wanna know so bad?" As Villager was about to be interrogated by Marluxia and Larxene, Byleth was spying on the Organization members from the corner of the hallway. Byleth was hot on the Organization's trail.

"Long black cloaks...that's them, alright," muttered Byleth, who along with the other residents was given a memo about how to identify Organization XIII. Some took the memo seriously, while others used it as toilet paper. (Looking at you, Wario.)

"We're back," Wayne informed Byleth, as he and Armani were standing over the professor. Byleth shushed the basketball players, worried that they might blow her cover.

"Also, you dropped this at the pool," said Armani as he held out Byleth's ring; recognizing the ring as hers, Byleth grabbed the piece of jewelry and placed it over her finger.

"Why thank you." Byleth took the ringer from Armani and placed it over her ring finger. Wayne and Armani didn't leave, which bothered Byleth immensely. "Aren't you boys going to play Pin the Tail on the Donkey?"

"We just came here to eat some Mexican food," replied Wayne, not hiding what his main motive was as he rubbed his stomach. Can't fault the man for being honest.

Donkey Kong: Butt's been feeling much better ever since I had it soaked. For some reason, I still feel like I'm bleeding, but maybe I'm just going crazy. Or maybe the bleeding is internal. *pauses* Should I be concerned?

"I'm sorry, but you can't be here; I'm busy," Byleth said to Wayne and Armani, who saw what the professor meant they looked down the hallway at Marluxia and Larvene. Villager was still being interrogated.

"So yeah, that's the whole point of Cinco de Mayo," Villager said to Marluxia and Larvene after he explained to them what Cinco de Mayo was all about. Wasn't too late for him to give Pit the same explanation.

"I honestly don't believe a word he said," Marluxia said to Larxene; he didn't buy what Villager was selling as he frowned. "The Mexicans and the French fought each other...?"

"Sounds like a made-up story people tell kids to mess with their minds," responded Larxene, before reverting her attention back to Villager as she had the young lad shook. "Alright, kid, when is this fiesta taking place?"

"Leave the kid alone," Armani commanded Larxene from down the hallway, as Byleth quickly shushed him. Larxene looked back at Armani, with Marluxia doing the same as Byleth's cover was blown.

"You got a problem?" Larxene angrily marched over to Armani, taking out her weapon of choice - a set of throwing knives. It seemed like Armani was gonna be in for a world of hurt, all because of his big mouth.

But Larxene was soon intercepted, as Sombra made herself invisible and delivered a kick to the Nobody. Larxene saw the kick from a mile away, as she jumped back.

"Just what we needed...more company," grunted Marluxia, unaware of Reaper rising up from the shadows behind him. Reaper tapped Marluxia on his shoulder and got him to look.

"Say cheese..." Reaper said to Marluxia, before firing a bullet at the Nobody; Marluxia blocked the bullet with his scythe, as he aligned himself with Larxene.

"Your family looks pretty tough," Sombra said to Reaper as she aligned herself with the mercenary, ready for a face-off with Marluxia and Larxene. "A shame that they need to be taught a lesson, huh?"

"Stop calling them my family..." Reaper seethed, with Sombra getting on his last nerve. Take care of Organization XIII, and Sombra would stop bothering Reaper about his "family" (for today).

Pit was told by Joker and Makoto (but mainly Makoto) that his costume was not culturally sensitive, so he aspired to make things right. The angel went back to the drawing board, as he dropped his costume to do something that would let him celebrate Cinco de Mayo in a more acceptable manner.

"Wonder why the cafe is open," wondered Dark Pit as he saw that Cafe Leblanc was open, with a few folks inside the establishment. The doppelganger entered the cafe...and saw Pit hanging out with Robin and two folks that Robin invited, Sazh Katzroy and Orange Star's Sami.

"Care for a refill?" Robin offered Pit as he was holding a bottle of tequila. Pit snatched the tequila out of Robin's hand and drank the entire bottle in one gulp. "Guess no one's getting a refill, then."

"Good - no way am I drinking after him," responded Sami, as Pit aggressively smashed the empty tequila bottle unto the counter. Pit then wrapped his arm around Sami, making the commanding officer uncomfortable.

"So, Sami, a friend of mine told me that you haven't been...feeling ucey lately." Pit was hoping that Sami understood what he meant, but Sami instead frowned as he pushed Pit away.

"Back off, will ya?" Sami kept her distance from Pit, grabbing her glass of tequila off the counter as she took a sip. Pit saw Robin take out another bottle of tequila and was about to take it, only for Robin to slap his hand away.

"You cannot have this bottle..." Robin sternly told Pit, before pouring some tequila into Sazh's glass. The mage placed the bottle on the counter, with Pit eyeing the bottle intently.

"Of all the possible days for you to get drunk..." Dark Pit groaned at Pit, breaking the angel's gaze on the tequila bottle. Pit saw Dark Pit and got all excited as he wanted to greet him.

"Happy Cinco de Mayo, Pittoo! Ole!" greeted Pit, before making some questionable sounds that made him seem like he was a one-man mariachi band. Robin and the others felt second-hand embarrassment.

"Nobody ever says 'Happy Cinco de Mayo', you doofus. And why are you drinking tequila?" Dark Pit knew far too well that Pit mixed with tequila, or any other kind of alcoholic beverage, was a bad combination.

"Why not, it's Cinco de Mayo! Liven up a little!" exclaimed Sazh, who chugged down his glass of tequila and was looking for a refill. Reading Sazh's mind, Robin filled up the man's glass.

"Pit seems responsible enough to drink," Robin said to Dark Pit after he was done pouring the tequila, with Dark Pit thinking otherwise as he rolled his eyes.

Robin: Underage drinking, by U.S. law, only applies if the person drinking is under 21 years of age. Pit is an angel, so he gets to bypass all sorts of age limits. But with him being an angel, there's a good chance that he's older than all of us! That is an unsettling thought that still sits unwell with me.

"Be honest with me, Pit...how much tequila did you have?" Dark Pit asked the angel, bracing himself for the answer that Pit would give. Expect the number to be unreasonably high.

"Drank like fifteen bottles," Pit casually replied, as Dark Pit faceplanted unto the floor; Pit must really want to end up like Conker. "You gotta try some!"

"Are you an idiot? Why would you drink that much? Do you want organ failure?!" Apparently, the thought of accruing organ failure did very little to faze Pit. "And how are you not drunk yet?"

"Pit's head is so hollow, his brain can't tell him that he's drunk!" joked Sazh, who wanted to knock his fist on Pit's head just to see how hollow it really was.

"But I'm an angel - a dozen bottles of tequila can't hurt me!" proclaimed Pit, who was awfully proud of this supposed fact - smiling confidently with his hands on his hips. But Dark Pit knew better.

"Listen to me, Pit...it's not worth it. Getting wasted on a day like this is stupid. Also, I'd hate to imagine what a guy like you would be like if you were drunk."

"What's so wrong with getting drunk on Cinco de Mayo? Is it 'offensive' to the Mexican people?" Pit was getting tired of everyone policing him on a holiday, telling him how he should do things and stuff.

"It's just very classless." Dark Pit inherently hurt Pit's feelings, as Pit threw a fit and walked out of the cafe. Pit would brush shoulders with Dark Pit as he left, letting the doppelganger know how he felt about him.

"I beg of you not to tell anyone that we were here," Robin pleaded to Dark Pit, knowing how much trouble he and the others would be in if they were caught red-handed by Joker.

Meta Knight's "translating" eventually got King in deep trouble, as he got the Vault Hunters' Brick incensed with the Mexican wrestler. Brick got so angry that he told King to meet him outside...but where outside, he never elaborated on.

"I believe that this is the spot," Meta Knight said to King as he and the wrestler stood under a tree in the front yard. Brick showed up, with his Vault Hunter buddies behind him. "Here he is."

"You fool! This is NOT the spot we agreed upon!" Brick shouted at King when he got close enough, after spending a decent amount of time looking around for his opponent. "I clearly told you to meet me outside!"

"...but we are outside." Indeed, Meta Knight and King were outside, and Brick had nothing to refute to say to that statement as he kept his mouth shut.

"Yeah, well...I didn't tell you where exactly to meet me outside because I wanted to test you. And you both failed the test! Just like how King's gonna fail at beating me!"

"We will see about that." Meta Knight took a few steps back, as King took a few steps forward and eyed down his opponent, Brick. "Hurry up and obliterate this man so that we can be on time for the fiesta," Meta Knight said to King, who nodded his head in understanding.

"Yeah, Brick, hurry up and lose so that we can go back inside," Lilith encouraged the Vault Hunter, who looked back at Lilith feeling hurt. Tiny Tina and Mordecai both had to stifle their laughter.

"Some cheerleaders you guys are supposed to be!" whined Brick, before waving off his Vault Hunter buddies as he focused on King. "Meh, I didn't need to ask for your support anyway. I got this!"

"Are both men ready?" Meta Knight asked King and Brick, as the star warrior was forced to emcee the fight. King got into a fighting stance, and Brick would do the same. "On my mark...get set...FIGHT!"

Brick would strike first, letting out a valiant battle cry as he charged at King. King, anticipating Brick, grabbed the Vault Hunter and wrapped his arms around his stomach before going for a suplex.

"Totally saw that one coming," snickered Mordecai, with King getting up while Brick was lying on the ground in pain. Marth, who had left his house en route to the mansion, witnessed the fight taking place.

"Dear, King is beating up a man outside," Marth alerted Caeda, watching as King put Brick in a cobra clutch. Caeda soon drew near to Marth. "Should he be saving his energy for the wrestling match?"

"This is probably just a warm-up," assumed Caeda, as she watched the fight for a few seconds before heading to the mansion. Marth followed after Caeda while still keeping his eyes on King.

"Unsurprisingly, this has been a one-sided affair..." Meta Knight quietly commented, finding it no surprise that Brick was being dominated early on. But Brick would turn the tables, as he threw King off of his back.

"No more Mr. Nice Guy!" shouted Brick as he tackled King to the ground, and performed his signature move on him...the punch. The Vault Hunter punched King in the face with his fist multiple times.

"Brick is punching the tiger dude! Who saw this coming?!" Tiny Tina sarcastically exclaimed, as Brick stopped the punching and allowed King to get up. Once King was back on his feet...Brick punched him again!

"Is he just going to do punches...?" questioned Lilith, not a huge fan of Brick's approach during the fight. King blocked Brick's punches as he crossed his arms in front of him.

Lilith: Brick has completely surpassed my expectations. I know that he's a big guy and all, but him going up against a wrestler? I thought that the fight would be over in five seconds! He's holding his own, even if his strategy is questionable.

Left in a rock and a hard place, Pit had no clue of how to correctly celebrate Cinco de Mayo. First, he was told to stop dressing up as a stereotypical Mexican, and then he was discouraged from taking multiple shots (correction: bottles) of tequila. The angel sat in the lounge with Kirby and Incineroar, as he was figuring out his next maneuver.

"It seems that the others have an issue with me paying respects to Mexican people," Pit said to Kirby and Incineroar, who did their best to play along and not indulge in their friend's profound ignorance. "The Mexican people that I hold to my heart."

"Cinco de Mayo is about remembering those who were lost in battle," Kirby explained to Pit, stating the main reason why Cinco de Mayo was such an important holiday to many. "Not paying respect to anyone."

"Wait, so it's like the Mexican Independence? I thought it was like Independence Day!" Pit and company would soon have some company, as Byleth ran inside the lounge for cover.

"In here, in here!" Byleth called out to a certain duo, as Wayne and Armani ran inside the lounge and caught their breath. Byleth peeked out of the lounge to see if the coast was clear.

"Byleth, I have a question for you. If Cinco de Mayo is like the Mexican Independence, then what is Mexico's 4th of July?" If not for the absurdity of that question, Byleth would probably have an answer.

"Now's not the time, Pit," replied Byleth, before pulling away from the lounge entrance; the professor might be hiding in the lounge for a while.

"I'm sorry, bro...I didn't think all of this would happen today," Wayne apologized to Armani, not foreseeing the presence of Organization XIII. He was hoping for a mundane holiday celebration.

"It's all good, I'm just happy that we haven't died...yet," responded Armani, only to see Sombra flung inside the lounge and crashing against the couch that Pit and company were sitting on. Reaper ran inside to check on his fellow talon operative.

"Had enough?" Larxene asked Sombra as she entered the lounge, staring down at Reaper and Sombra. Marxluia would join Larxene, standing at her side.

"Not even close," replied Reaper as he pointed his shotguns at Marluxia and Larxene, daring the Nobodies to make their move. Marluxia turned his head to the right, in Byleth's direction, as his eyes fell prey on someone.

"No no no no no..." Byleth said nervously as she closed her eyes, thinking that Marluxia was going to snatch her...but then she opened her eyes as Marluxia walked past. Marluxia had his eyes set on another victim.

"How about we make this interesting," said Marluxia...as he was eyeing Wayne. Armani tried to defend his buddy, only for Larxene to dash behind him and hold him by his arms.

"Nice try!" Larxene smirked, as Sombra stood up and pointed her gun at the Nobody. Meanwhile, Marluxia took hold of a mostly defenseless Wayne and held him tightly with his scythe over his neck.

"Let him go..." Reaper commanded Marluxia, as he kept his shotguns fixated on the Nobody. Marluxia scoffed at Reaper for thinking that such a small threat would change his mind.

"We'll let him go - and his friend too," promised Marluxia, pointing his scythe at Reaper while he had a chokehold on Wayne. "If you let us crash the fiesta in peace, that is."

"This is so not cool, man..." said Wayne, who was struggling to break out of the chokehold. Perhaps the most peril he has ever found himself in, out of all his mansion visits.

The Cinco de Mayo fiesta was starting, which meant that the ballroom was open to everyone. Everyone including Luigi - the green plumber who ate so much Taco Bell food that he even struggled to walk on his own. Mario literally had to carry him into the ballroom.

"I personally wanted a piggyback ride," Luigi said to Mario after he was carried inside the ballroom; Mario casually dropped his brother into a chair.

"You're too heavy, you would've broken-a my back," responded Mario, who didn't feel like having an appointment with a chiropractor today. Not on a day like Cinco de Mayo.

"But how? You carried-a me without a problem!" Luigi suddenly heard a growling noise from his gut, as he clutched his stomach and doubled over in the chair. "Mama Mia, I ate-a too much..."

"Speak for yourself," Champion Link said to Luigi as he entered the ballroom; much like Luigi, Champion Link ate so much Taco Bell grub that it was a struggle for him to walk.

"Nice, you guys made it," Cloud said to Champion Link and Luigi as he came over with Aerith, amazed that the two were bothered enough to attend. "Bet you're too full to enjoy 'real' Mexican food."

"Look what I have - it's a quesadilla!" exclaimed Aerith as she showed off her quesadilla, before taking a bite out of it. The flower girl felt bad about it later. "Does this count as taunting?"

"Not in my book. Keep on eating." Keep on eating Aerith did, while hoping that Champion Link and Luigi didn't care too much. But forget about Aerith - let's see what else was happening at the fiesta.

"Promise you that you can take it off after the party's over with," Zelda promised to the Duck Hunt Dog, who was bummed out as he was forced to wear a chihuahua costume. Yoshi saw the Duck Hunt Dog and gasped as he dropped his cup.

"Are you the famous Taco Bell Dog?!" Yoshi asked the Duck Hunt Dog, causing him to facepalm out of embarrassment.

"My dish has the greatest taste in all history! Care to try?" El Fuerte offered to Dark Samus, goading her to try his El Fuerte Super Duper Hero Mole. Dark Samus walked off, much to El Fuerte's dismay.

"Don't mind her...she just doesn't get it," Louie assured El Fuerte, as he was holding a bowl of El Fuerte's (in)famous creation. Meanwhile, Master Hand was speaking with two special guests, Max and Chloe.

"Let's see...Max Caulfield...and Chloe Price," said Master Hand got Max and Chloe mixed up, pointing at the wrong lady when she said their name. Shows you how much he knew about them.

"Also, I'm Max - that's Chloe," Max clarified to Master Hand as he told the giant hand who's who; she and Chloe had moved into their townhouse ever seeing Master Hand, which sounded like an anomaly.

Max: No joke, my last time seeing Master Hand in person was on Festivus, during the whole Airing of Grievances. After that, I never really saw him again. The invite he sent me had his name on it, and yet he never welcomed me to Omnis Adest. Link and Zelda handled that part for him.

"Tomato, tomahto," responded Master Hand, as he finally understood who was who - the over/under for Master Hand getting their names wrong again was fifteen minutes. "So, how are you ladies liking Omnis Adest so far?"

"It's alright," replied Chloe, who would be singing a different tune about her stay if not for one thing. "Still waiting on Dimentio so I can kick his butt again."

"Ah, yes, I've heard that you're the 'Dimentio stopper'. We may need you on the frontlines. That said, you don't have to stay here if you don't want to."

"You mean that we can leave if we want to?" asked Max, surprised that Master Hand was giving her and Chloe the option. What happened last week with Lara must've definitely given Master Hand a change of heart.

"If you want to. You have family who lives in this city, don't you Chloe? You can move in with them if you like, it's your choice."

"Correction: my parents live in the city. Chloe's parents are back in Arcadia Bay." Not only did Master Hand get Max and Chloe mixed up, but he also got their parents' current residence mixed up as well. Amateur move.

"You mean parent - my mom," Chloe said to Max, as there was only one parent in her household that she would properly acknowledge. "I refuse to refer to my stepdad as such."

"Like I said, the choice is yours..." On that note, Master Hand floated away as he left Max and Chloe mulling their decision. Aerith was an innocent bystander to Master Hand's conversation, as she ate her quesadilla.

"Sounds like Master Hand is giving people the choice to leave Omins Adest," Aerith whispered to Cloud, who saw Master Hand now speaking with Harvey. Much like the Duck Hunt Dog, Harvey was in a chihuahua costume.

"Good - should've done that from the beginning," Cloud whispered back, happy to see that Master Hand was coming to his senses. That was Cloud's interpretation.

Outside the ballroom was the party-planning committee, as the group was concerned about the possible looming threat of Organization XIII. Rosalina and Palutena were discussing a contingency plan, while Viridi was applying some ointment to Travis and his many bee stings.

"Ow! Not so hard!" Travis shouted at Viridi, wincing in pain after the goddess of nature dabbed a cotton ball on a bee sting on his arm. "That stung more than those bees did!"

"Relax, it's just honey!" responded Viridi, as she took out another cotton ball and applied a small amount of honey to it. Honey was a good home remedy for bee stings. "Maybe if you hadn't used alcohol to treat your bee stings..."

"Used rubbing alcohol, right?" Palutena asked Travis, who bit his bottom lip nervously; understanding right away, Palutena sighed deeply and pinched the crown of her nose.

"Sadly, Robin's tequila didn't do the trick. He only had one bottle left - Pit had drunk many of the others." Now Palutena was even more disappointed.

"Why on earth would he try and get drunk on..." Palutena held in her anger, saving her wrath for when she dealt with Pit later in the day. "...that boy is going to damage his liver."

"According to him, he doesn't have a liver," stated Pit as she dabbed a cotton ball on Travis's arm, making the otaku wince once more. "Or any other human organs. Because he's an..."

"I don't care if he's an angel, that doesn't make him invincible. He can get sick and injure himself just like everyone else!"

"The fiesta may have to be on standby," Isabelle informed the party-planing committee as she exited from the ballroom...wearing a chihuahua costume. "Heard from X that the..."

"Nice costume," Travis snickered at Isabelle, who blushed as the humiliation she felt was nigh. It was a wonder how the other canines felt. "Was it your idea?"

"No, this was Wolf's idea...never should've given him that card. But that is beside the point. X said that..."

"Hold on, I gotta take a picture." Travis took out his phone and snapped a quick photo of Isabelle, who didn't look amused at all. In fact, it made Isabelle want to do something uncharacteristic of her.

"Let me see that phone..." Thinking that Isabelle wouldn't do much, Travis handed his phone over to the Shih Tzu...who threw the phone unto the floor. Everyone watched in shock as Isabelle stomped on the phone, which Travis picked up after Isabelle was done.

"Ha! Not a single scratch!" Travis showed the front and back of his phone, showing that his device was blemish-free. Isabelle didn't care though; she was glad to get that rage out of her system.

Wolf: The fiesta would've been incomplete without a few chihuahuas. That was why I bought a bunch of costumes online and had the canine folk wear them to spruce things up a bit. I made the final purchase, so I was exempt.

"Anyway, X called and said that he detected Organization XIII in the mansion," Isabelle informed the party-planning committee after she cooled off from the unspeakable act she had done. "He saw Byleth chasing them on the security footage."

"We figured you would tell us that," said Rosalina, who came super-prepared for she knew that Organization XIII would rear its ugly head sooner or later. "Reaper and Sombra got it covered."

"Any idea where Reaper is?" an overhearing Sonic asked Rosalina as he momentarily stepped out of the ballroom. "He never answered my question."

"X said that he saw him throwing down in the lounge," Isabelle told Sonic, dreading what would be of the lounge after the fighting was over. with. "He's busy right now, so..."

"That's all I needed to know. Thanks!" Sonic was about to speed off, but then a hand reached out and grabbed his arm. That hand belonged to Mario, who kept Sonic from getting away.

"Can't leave-a the fiesta yet! They're gonna do a conga line," Mario said to Sonic, who looked inside the ballroom and saw a conga line in the center of the ballroom. Many folks were joining in.

"Conga line can wait. I won't be gone for long." Sonic tried to escape, but Mario had a vice grip on his arm to keep him still. Mario was a lot stronger than Sonic gave him credit for.

"There's no telling if the conga line-a will stay if you come back. Let's-a go!" Mario brought Sonic back inside the ballroom, against the blue hedgehog's will.

"No one likes my food..." a depressed El Fuerte said to the party-planning committee, walking out of the ballroom with his head lowered in sadness. With him was Pikachu Libre.

"Pika pika..." Pikachu Libre consoled El Fuerte as she patted the wrestler's leg; seeing El Fuerte and Pikachu Libre together reminded Travis of something.

"Does anyone know where King is?" Travis asked Rosalina and the others, who were reminded of the wrestling match that was meant to take place at the fiesta. One of the competitors was missing.

King was unable to be at the fiesta, for he was embroiled in a fight with Brick. Fortunately, it was a mostly easy fight for him - other than his punches, Brick had no other offense.

"Got the pinata?" Rayman asked Globox, who was holding a large pinata as he, Rayman, and Barbara were heading to the mansion. The trio came to a stop when they saw King and Brick fighting.

"That is the worst offense I have ever seen..." Barbara gave her two cents on Brick's fighting skill, amazed yet stupefied by the Vault Hunter's technique.

"Can you stop it with the punching?!" Mordecai shouted at Brick, who was doing nothing but punch at King. "It's not working!" Mordecai had a point, as King either blocked or countered every punch that Brick threw.

"He's right - you're not One-Punch Man!" Rayman followed up on Mordecai, hoping that his word of advice would prompt Brick to switch it up. All it did instead was make the Vault Hunter incensed.

"I AM ONE-PUNCH MAN!" Brick bellowed at the top of his lungs, as he punched at King more relentlessly than ever before. He was using his left hand more, which was a nice change of pace.

"...let's just go." So Rayman led Barbara and Globox to the mansion, as he chose to let Brick be great. After none of Brick's punches landed, King finally decided that he had enough.

"Uh oh...I don't like the look in his eyes!" fretted Mordecai, as King stood confidently in place and tightened his fists. Brick ceased the punching, fearing what would happen next.

"How can you tell, he's wearing a mask," Lilith informed Mordecai, making her ally feel like a bumbling idiot in the process. King grabbed Brick by the legs and swung him around in place.

"Ooh, ooh, I wanna jump over Brick like a jump rope!" exclaimed Tina, easily allured by how fast King was swinging Brick. "Can I, Mordo-Mom? Can I? Pretty please, with sugar on top?"

"I would say yes...if I was actually YOUR MOM!" Mordecai snapped at Tina, as King swung Brick into the nearby tree. Meta Knight moved out of harm's way as Brick slid off the tree and unto the ground.

"That's gotta hurt," remarked Lilith, as King picked up Brick and put the Vault Hunter in piledriver position. Holding Brick upside-down, King dropped into a kneeling position driving Brick head-first into the ground.

"Had enough?" Meta Knight asked Brick, believing that he was completely down for the count. The star warrior was mildly concerned when Brick didn't respond for a few seconds.

"Is he...dead?" Lilith came over to check on Brick, as she knelt down at his side...but then Brick started hacking as droplets of saliva flew out of his mouth. "Never mind, he's not dead."

"His giant neck must've saved him," surmised Mordecai, while Brick was lying on the ground in too much pain to move a muscle. "Finally, that neck was good for something."

"Ha ha, Brick lost to a big kitty cat!" taunted Tina, as Lilith frowned at the teenager and shushed her. Brick finally sat up as he clutched his neck while looking at King.

"Heh...you're not that bad after all," Brick gave his props to King, who took the Vault Hunter's hand and helped him up to his feet as he let out a quiet growl. "...a sign of respect, eh?"

"He just called you a queen," replied Meta Knight, as Brick was immediately beside himself; however, Meta Knight wanted to change his tune. "But what he really wanted to say is, is that you're pretty good."

"Pretty good at what? Fighting? Been waiting forever for someone to say that!" Brick was so happy, that he punched the air in excitement. Almost nailed Lilith in the face, with Lilith having to retract her head.

Meta Knight: Throughout the day I've used King mostly as a tool for letting out my brutal honesty. Looking back on it, some of the things I said were pretty mean-spirited. Doesn't hurt to be nice for a change.

A standoff was taking place in the lounge, with Reaper and Sombra on one side and Marluxia and Larxene on the other. Marluxia and Larxene were holding Wayne and Armani captive and daring Reaper and Sombra to do something.

"All I wanted was to eat some Mexican food," stated Wayne, hating the fact that he was going to miss a huge chunk of the fiesta. He was gonna miss the conga line!

"Same here - this sucks," agreed Armani, as he did not agree to be held captive against his will. It was not what he signed up for when he stepped foot in the mansion.

"Stop your complaining," Larxene said to the basketball players, as she waited for either one of Reaper or Sombra to pull the trigger. Seeing Pit, Byleth maneuvered stealthily through the lounge as she reached the couch.

"This can't go on any longer," Byleth whispered to Pit and friends, before looking up in anticipation of any bullets being fired. "We have to get the Organization out, and fast!"

"But we have nothing to stop them with," Kirby whispered back, only to notice Pit discreetly pulling a bottle of tequila out of his pocket. "Is that tequila?"

"Stuffed it in my pocket when no one was looking," replied Pit, looking to use it as a throwing weapon as he looked between Marluxia and Larxene. "Here's hoping that my aim won't be off..."

"So what will it be?" Marluxia asked Reaper, impressed by how long Reaper was holding his fire and standing his ground. "Will you let us go in peace, or pull the trigger and risk these gentlemen's lives?"

"I'm not letting you out of my sight," replied Reaper, willing to have the standoff in the lounge for as long as it was needed. "If you even do so much as draw blood from that man..."

"You were gung-ho about drawing blood earlier," Sombra told Reaper, who frowned at the hacker through his mask as Sombra looked away. "Just saying..."

"Sonic, wait-a up for me!" Mario was heard shouting from down the hallway, catching the attention of everyone in the lounge. "Even when-a you jog, you're simply too fast!"

"That must be the plumber," surmised Marluxia as he recognized Mario's voice; with Marluxia momentarily distracted, Pit threw his bottle of tequila in the Nobody's face, with almost-perfect precision.

"Bullseye! Ole!" Pit pumped his fist, as the broken glass from the tequila bottle left Marluxia in pain. Marluxia clutched his face as he let go of Wayne, who was now free from his clutches.

"Where did that come from?" wondered Larxene, as she was momentarily distracted; taking advantage, Armani pushed Larxene away with her elbow as he freed himself. Then Sombra fired at Larxene, who did her best to fight back.

"Run for cover!" shouted Byleth as she, Pit, Kirby, Incineroar, Wayne, and Armani ducked behind the couch as Reaper started firing away at Marluxia. It was an all-out brawl in the lounge, as Sonic later showed up.

"Woah...guess I came in at the wrong time!" remarked Sonic, as Mario caught up to the blue hedgehog. Mario and Sonic stood where they were as they saw the fighting taking place.

"I'll say," said Mario, who along with Sonic was hardly affected despite standing dangerously close to the fracas. Reaper caught a glimpse of Sonic as he fired bullets at Marluxia.

"You stupid hedgehog, did you track me here?" Reaper questioned Sonic, as he dodged a swing from Marluxua's scythe. Larxene threw her knives at Sombra, who ducked out of the way as the knives struck the wall.

"I wanted to ask you about Moira," replied Sonic, annoying Reaper while he was trying to defend himself. "I gave her some materials, and I wanted to know what she did with them."

"She threw them out. Said that they would've been part of a wasted experiment." Reaper fired several shots at Marluxia, who unleashed a region of rose petals to counter the mercenary.

"A wasted experiment. I kinda feel the same way." Sonic surprised Reaper with his response, as Marluxia swung at Reaper and knocked him to the floor. Reaper also dropped his shotguns in the process, as Marluxia kicked them away.

"Any last words?" Marluxia stood over Reaper, as he pointed his scythe at the mercenary. Rising up to the occasion, Sonic delivered a spin dash to Marluxia that had the Nobody falling backward into the couch.

"Leave him right-a there," Mario instructed Sonic as he ran to the couch; before Marluxia had the chance to get up, Mario mustered his strength and lifted the couch off the floor, about to topple it over.

"Move, move!" shouted Byleth, as those hiding behind the couch ran; Mario successfully toppled the couch, causing Marluxia to crash through one of the windows...

...and land outside after falling to the ground. Marluxia picked himself up, as Larxene leaped down from the broken window to check on her comrade.

"You good?" Larxene asked Marluxia, who was able to stand up without much trouble. Then Marluxia felt someone tap on his shoulder...as he turned around and saw King, cracking his fists with Meta Knight at his side.

"My friend here King loves a good punching bag," Meta Knight told Marluxia, as King grabbed Marluxia by the neck and held him up. Marluxia dropped his scythe to the ground, as he struggled to fight out of King's grasp.

"...you're on your own, we'll meet up later." Larxene darted away from Marluxia, ditching her partner-in-crime. Somewhat typical of her to do. King carried Marluxia away as he held his neck.

Mr. Game and Watch: It's bad enough that I have to repair Louie's toilet and filter the pool water, on top of cleaning the mess at Omnis Adest. And now I have to replace some broken windows? These guys are bringing me to the brink of retirement!

Up in the lounge, Mario and the others were looking down below through the broken window and watched King beat the living daylights out of Marluxia. Many of them winced as they saw King bust out devastating wrestling moves.

"Oof, that one's gotta hurt!" exclaimed Wayne, as King delivered a suplex to Marluxia, making it look easy. "Dude deserves everything that he's getting."

"Everything and then some," Reaper voiced his agreement with Wayne, before looking at Sonic and wanting to show the blue hedgehog a little appreciation. "Thanks for the assist, Sonic."

"No problemo!" responded Sonic as he held out his fist for a fist bump; Reaper reluctantly bumped fists with Sonic, as an amused Sombra looked on.

"Sorry we had to get rid of your family," Sombra jokingly apologized to Reaper, getting under the mercenary's skin one last time. Reaper was seething.

"Mario, do you think you can teach me how to celebrate Cinco de Mayo...correctly?" Pit asked the plumber, wanting to make things right; Mario scratched his chin, willing to take a chance with Pit.

The fiesta was carrying on in the ballroom, and there was still time for the main event to start. So while the party-planning committee waited on King's arrival, the partygoers helped themselves to some pinatas that were hanging up.

"WHY ARE THERE BEES?!" shouted Snake, who broke a pinata open and freed a swarm of bees in the process. The swarm of bees chased Snake out of the ballroom, as Rosalina frowned at Dingodile.

"Forgot that we had another pinata with bees inside," Dingodile sheepishly smiled, as Barbara was beating down a pinata that was full of candy until it burst open. Barbara took off her blindfold as candy spilled out.

"Milk Duds? Who puts Milk Duds in a pinata?" the barbarian princess questioned as she picked up a box of Milk Duds, Rean was looking on as he lowered his head in shame.

"I'm not the donkey, I'm not the donkey!" Falco shouted at a few of the Koopalings, who were chasing him around the ballroom while armed with needles. The avian pilot almost crashed into K.K. Slider, who was playing party tunes on his laptop.

"Do you take song requests?" Knuckles approached K.K. Slider, knowing a song that would really have the fiesta vibes going. "Songs about lying, cheating, and stealing?"

"I'm avoiding songs that promote stereotypes, thank you very much," K.K. Slider kindly informed Knuckles, who pouted as he walked away.

"Who wants some guacamole?!" Pit asked the party crowd, as he and Mario arrived at the ballroom with some guacamole dip and chips. A lot of folks were interested, as many people ganged up on the angel.

"One at a time!" yelled Mario, as he was forced to do some crowd control and repel some folks. So many people around him made him oddly claustrophobic.

Pit: Dressing up as a Mexican and taking shots of tequila isn't the right way to celebrate Cinco de Mayo, as I've learned. You celebrate it by eating guacamole! And the cool part is, I've eaten guacamole as a snack many times before. I've really been celebrating Cinco de Mayo throughout the year!

"Guacamole dip, muy bien!" exclaimed Nemona as she helped herself, dipping a chip into the guacamole dip and taking a bite. The Pokemon trainer then looked over at Champion Link and Link, who were both looking like lumps on a log. "You guys want some?"

"No thanks, we're good," replied Luigi, who was still too full to enjoy any of the party food. All that food he ate earlier made him groggy.

"Ah, you actually came!" Master Hand said to Wayne, who arrived at the fiesta with Armani. "And I see you've brought a friend." Master Hand wasn't present when his favorite basketball player was brought to the mansion.

"We only came for the food," stated Wayne, as he and Armani made their way to the trays of food. Soon after, King finally showed up at the fiesta, much to the party-planning committee's delight.

"King is here! I repeat, King is here!" announced Isabelle, resulting in a pretty loud ovation; King posed for the crowd, basking in all the glory.

"Go get 'em, King," Meta Knight said to the wrestler, wishing him all the best in his wrestling match. King bumped fists with Meta Knight, before walking over to the wrestling ring so that he could get ready.

"So how was it being King's translator?" Master Hand asked Meta Knight, certain that the star warrior had a few amusing stories to share.

"It was fine, I suppose - a lot of ups and downs. Made my Cinco de Mayo a tad amusing. That said, I'm not being anyone's translator ever again..."

Pinatas, Mexican food, a special appearance from King, and most of all, the threat of Organization XIII thwarted...the mansion's Cinco de Mayo celebration could be deemed a success.