Author's Note:
This chapter takes place two weeks following the previous one.
Chapter 5 has been re-edited; had to change the character in the scene involving the dating site from Olimar to Alph, since Olimar has a wife. You'll see why this is so integral in this chapter.
Episode 11: Birthday
Two weeks. Two long, grueling weeks. During that span, Mario instructed Robin in a variety of cooking endeavors, and taught him how to make barbecue ribs, chicken wings, donut burgers, roasted guinea pigs - you name it, Robin made it.
Now it was time for the ultimate test. Instead of cooking this time around, Robin will prove himself to Mario...by baking a strawberry cake, for Daisy's birthday. If it was for a regular family - a mom, a dad, and their two kids - no problem. But the mage has to make cake for at least a hundred people, so baking the cake will be a very hefty task.
But Mario is extremely confident in Robin's ability. He has come so far, to see him fail will be a major surprise.
"Let's look at the ingredients..." Robin glanced at the recipe. He was wearing a cooking apron, believing that it would make him look like a master chef, like Guy Fieri. Has anyone ever seen Guy Fieri in a cooking apron? "Twelve boxes of cake mix, twelve boxes of strawberry gelatin, 12 packages of frozen strawberries, 48 large eggs, 24 cups of vegetable oil, 12 cups of water, 12 cups of softened butter, 12 packages of cream cheese, 24 teaspoons of strawberry extract, 84 cups of sugar, some cream cheese frosting, fresh strawberries...Mario I don't think I'm cut out for this."
"Don't let-a the list of ingredients overwhelm-a you!" advised Mario, who was writing his love letter for Peach, after nearly two weeks of endless, constant promising. "Let your hands do-a the work!"
"That's right, Robin, no duty is too difficult for the likes of you!" proclaimed the Flying Man, who intruded Robin's preparations. "In fact, I will even help you bake this cake to perfection! For I am your courage!"
Flying Man: Three things are guaranteed in life: death, taxes, and cake! Every living soul must consume the dessert that absolutely reeks of deliciousness and sweetness! Apparently there are those living in this very mansion who have never tasted a cake before. It is my civic duty to ensure that every single brawler enjoys the cake Robin is baking, regardless of its quality!
"I don't need any help, Flying Man, I got it all covered," assured Robin. This test of baking Daisy's birthday cake would prove to Mario that he is fully capable of making something with any guidance, and he would have to undervalue the advent of help to please Mario.
"Dear boy, do you not know what you're going up against?" the Flying Man showed Robin the recipe. Even though Robin went over it, the bird showed it to him again just for good measure. "Look at all the ingredients! Mario is essentially setting up you for failure!"
"Whoever said-a that I was setting Robin up-a for failure?" frowned Mario. His duty is to instruct and encourage Robin, not fail him!
"A master chef could bake this cake without any problem whatsoever. Robin, on the other hand, is not a master chef by any means. A one-layer cake would be best suited for his caliber."
"Will a one-a layer cake serve an entire-a mansion?"
"Enough bickering, you two!" yelled Robin. All this arguing was preventing him from making any preparations - like preheating the oven for instance. A cook cannot forget to do that simple step. "Flying Man, if I'm ever in need of trouble, I shall call you for assistance. Other than that, I don't want you anywhere near the kitchen. I need as little distractions as possible."
"But I am your courage!" whimpered the Flying Man. A dumb catchphrase like that isn't going to win Robin over. Not even if it came from a smoking hot lady.
"Just chill out man, everything's gonna be alright," Robin showed the Flying Man out of the kitchen. With him gone, the mage can now finally focus on baking the cake... "Crap I forgot to preheat the oven!" ...only if he remembers to do the necessary things first.
Mario had invited Daisy over to the Smash Mansion for her birthday. And since today was her birthday, all the brawlers in the mansion were being all nice to her. Because you definitely don't want to be callous to anyone celebrating their birthday, that's just cruel and wrong. Peach and Zelda were nice enough to invite the princess of Sarasaland to...a tennis game held in the mansion's backyard. You thought they were inviting Daisy to another one of their tea parties, didn't you?
"Serve's up!" Peach served the tennis ball, and sent it flying across the next. Daisy, Peach's opponent, hit the tennis ball, sending it back to Peach's side. The princess of the Mushroom Kingdom was unable to serve the tennis ball back; Daisy delivered way too much power.
"Oh yeah, forty all!" Daisy pumped her fist. "Match point!" Being the tomboy princess that she is, Daisy has a strong interest in sports, so no one should be surprised that she's an ace at tennis.
Daisy: So stoked that I get to spend my birthday with everyone at the Smash Mansion! Sucks I have to deal with Bowser...but from what I've heard from Peach, he's hurt, so it's all good!
"I've brought some refreshments!" Zelda came by carrying a plate of fruit, vegetables, crackers, and trail mix - your usual refreshment food. Zelda was originally supposed to go up against Peach in tennis, but Daisy believed she wasn't cut out for it. Possibly judging Zelda off of her appearance.
"Neat-o!" Daisy immediately stopped playing and ran to Zelda, helping herself with some refreshments. "You made these yourself?" she asked Zelda.
"Toad can be very handy when you need him," the princess of Hyrule smiled. Toad is like a helping hand, except with limbs, a body, a beating heart, a head, a squeaky voice, a mushroom cap, clothes, and a puny brain - but mostly everything except for the latter part.
After eating some of the refreshments, Daisy returned to her tennis game. Peach served the ball...and Daisy served it right back, winning the tennis match. The princess jumped in the air and cheered, shouting as loud as her lungs would allow it.
"Where's Luigi?" Daisy asked, looking around. "I wanna see Luigi! Gotta tell him about this awesome win!"
"Luigi is...doing things right now," Peach chuckled nervously. What things could the plumber possibly be doing that made Peach chuckle nervously?
Ike coolly walked down the hallways of the mansion, exuberating confidence and swagger. Ike defined those qualities - his mantra "I fight for my friends", which annoys some and makes others question if he really does have friends, showed that the swordsman is the man - a man of dignity, courage, and strength.
However, Ike was not prepared to face what he was about to encounter. As he walked passed Luigi's room, he saw the Duck Hunt dog sitting at the doorway, pointing and laughing. Dumb dog's always laughing, whether it's at Pit doing something silly, or Marth for looking like a woman. What could be possibly laughing at this time? An intrigued Ike opened the door all the way, and saw Luigi...dancing?
"I think I'm cute...I know i'm sexy...I've got the looks...That drive the girls wild..." Luigi is apparently dancing to Shawn Michaels' theme song, and singing the lyrics. "I've got the moves...that really move'em...I send chills...up and down their...Aaah!" The plumber jumped in fright when he saw Ike and the Duck Hunt dog watching him. The dog was rolling on the floor laughing, while Ike just stood there, confused. He never knew Luigi had that much in him, and he got a rare opportunity to see what the plumber's truly made of!
Duck Hunt Dog: *laughs while facing the wall and banging fist against it*
Ike: Some things are just meant to be unseen forever. And Luigi's dancing is one of them.
"I'm just gonna go now..." Ike awkwardly left the room, and bumped into Link. He told the hero of Hyrule about Luigi dancing, and so Link went to go investigate.
"Please tell me why you were dancing just now," demanded Link, feeling concerned for himself and anyone else that might stumble upon Luigi's dancing in the future.
"My dance-a moves must be perfected for Daisy's birthday-a party!" explained Luigi. How does he know if Daisy wants dancing at her party? What if she wants to do more mundane activities, like Pin the Tail on the Tanooki?
"Daisy doesn't want to see you dancing dude, unless she wants to dance with you. If you were dancing just by yourself, it just won't be tight."
"You're telling-a me not to dance? I've-a been working on my-a craft for the longest now, and I must-a show Daisy..."
"Here are your dancing shoes, Luigi," MegaMan .EXE entered the room with a shoe box. Yuichiro Hikari probably paid for them.
"Just put-a them on the dresser," instructed Luigi. .EXE made his way towards the dresser...
"Stop!" Link jumped in the way of .EXE, took the shoe box, and tossed it out of the window. C'mon Link, that pair of dancing shoes didn't do anything to you! Don't disrespect nice shoes like those!
"You okay man?" asked .EXE. He inched towards the door, in the event Link goes full psycho. Randomly throwing items out through the room is one step towards losing it completely...
"Well since Mario has put me in charge of planning the party, I will decide what is and what isn't allowed," stated Link. "Dancing at the party...is not allowed!"
"Why would-a you do such a thing?" frowned Luigi. His opportunity at showing Daisy his hotspur - whatever it may be - was quickly dashed by a defiant Link.
"Instead of dancing, we shall have more fun, great, and outgoing activities, like...like...EXE help a man out!"
"Nope, you're the party planner, you should be coming up with the activities on your own," said .EXE. He didn't feel like attending Daisy's birthday party, but everyone is forced to participate - those who refused would have to clean up Pokemon excrement in the Pokemon sanctuary. (Do Pokemon even have bowel movements?)
"I did come up with some activities on my own...I just can't share them yet!" Link ran out of the room, likely to avoid any further suspension. The swordsman can't hide for any longer!
Daisy's birthday party was to be held inside the ballroom, a room scarcely used. Cloud, Akira Yuki, Young Link, Toon Link, Olimar, Alph, Rosalina and Luma, Red the Pokemon Trainer, Lucina, Ness, Dunban and Samus were put in charge of decorating the room. While he was setting up the table decor, Olimar's cell phone rang.
"Who's this?" Olimar answered his cell phone. "Oggy! Oggy oggy oggy, oink oink oink, oggy oggy oggy, oink oink oink..."
Cloud, Toon Link, Red and others exchanged glances, wondering who on earth Olimar could be talking to. Perhaps it's an alien he encountered during his space travels.
"Oggyy, oggyy...oggy oggy oggy, oink oink oink...okay, see you later," Olimar ended the call, and everyone felt worried.
"So who's your new friend?" asked Cloud. A person by the name of Oggy, aside from a particular blue cat, draws a ton of intrigue.
"He's not really a new friend, I've known him for all his life," replied Olimar. This made everyone in the room even more curious than before.
Toon Link: Rosalina once said that space travel can be a dangerous thing - not only is diarrhea a major risk factor, but a person can experience so much loneliness that they create an imaginary friend. Olimar might have an imaginary friend of his own...one that can operate a working phone! What if his imaginary friend became a real person? *shudders*
"Your friend Oggy sounds like total loser," remarked Red, who was blowing up balloons with Squirtle, Ivysaur, and Charizard. Professor Oak prefers his grandson Blue over Red, the trainer has no room to talk.
"Oggy is not a loser, he's one of the best people I know!" defended Olimar.
"Keep telling yourself that," said Samus, hanging up the banner with Lucina. She has heard strange stories from Olimar about Mary Shelley showing up in his room and torturing him in his sleep, so this whole Oggy situation is nothing new to her.
"Leave Olimar alone, the person he was talking to probably doesn't have any friends," said Dunban, sticking up for Olimar and Oggy. "Isn't that right, Olimar?"
"He doesn't have that many lady friends..." stated Olimar. Dunban noticed that the astronaut was holding his head down, as if he was tired of the others speaking about Oggy. "...But I don't see that as a major concern."
"Your sanity is a major concern," Samus grumbled after hanging up the banner. Samus and Olimar have never really got along with each other, and for unknown reasons.
After Link and Zelda's romantic relationship began, Mario had to rearrange the two due to what he calls "confidentiality issues". To this day, nobody knows what he means by that. For the sake of convience, he had Link and Zelda switch roommates. Link finally got his wish: to have Cloud as a roommate. Zelda, on the other hand...
"Have you ever wondered if Drake's 'Hotline Bling' song sounds like elevator music if you take out the lyrics?" asked Lloyd Irving, Zelda's new roommate. Lloyd is the most unlikable and irritable person in the mansion - that is, if you take Wario out of the equation.
"I never listened to Drake, nor do I even care about him," remarked Zelda. Lloyd gasped - everyone these days is listening to Drake, and Zelda states that she doesn't care that much for the Canadian rapper. What a shocker!
"B-b-but Drake is the hottest thing right now! Hotter than the sun!"
Lloyd: "You used to call me on my cell phone...late night when I need your love..." Oh man, those lines are legit! I tried to ask Mario and Link if they could play the song at Daisy's birthday party, but they both said no. Mario added that he doesn't want any on-hold music playing at the party...whoever said anything about that?!
"For the sake of Daisy, and everyone attending the party, don't do anything embarrassing or stupid," Zelda told Lloyd. She remembered the last time Lloyd did something embarrassing and stupid at a birthday party - it was Roy's first birthday celebration, and Lloyd gave him a "gift", which was basically him puking in a fish bowl and handing it to the Hero King. Lloyd claims he did it "for science".
"No worries Zelda, I'm not gonna puke in a fish bowl again," assured Lloyd. "Instead, I'll just do some magic tricks for Daisy's amusement!"
Zelda facepalmed. Why can't Lloyd ever be banned from attending parties?
Daisy was racing with Captain Falcon and Jacky Bryant in the mansion's racing course in the backyard. Daisy, who was driving on a motorcycle, beat the racers at their own game. After crossing the finish line - with Geno waving the checkered flag - Daisy skidded to a halt and began celebrating. Captain Falcon and Jacky came to a stop as well, and took the time to appreciate greatness in front of them.
"Hard to believe that woman is engaged to Luigi," Falcon shook his head as Daisy was overly celebrating. When you're great like her, you gotta showboat every now and then.
Captain Falcon: Woulda have proposed to Daisy, but that dastardly Luigi beat me to the punch! Daisy is such a doll, there would have been no point in dating her! I had to propose to her immediately!
Jacky: Never have I seen a more polar opposite love relationship than Luigi and Daisy. Luigi is introverted, quiet, and a scaredy cat, while Daisy is outgoing, extremely loud, and loves to take on new things. Yet despite their differences, the two get along very well. Wish Mario and Peach's relationship was on the same magnitude...
"Seriously, though, where is Luigi?" Daisy wondered, after her endless celebration was finally over. "Hope he's not hiding from me! I know he's a little shy, but still..."
"Princess Daisy!" Toad approached the princess. He had a very happy expression on his face...then again, he's always like that, no matter the situation. "Lloyd and Ludwig would like to know if you want to join them in the ball pit inside the mansion. Would you..."
"An indoor ball pit?!" Daisy cut Toad off, getting all excited. If the mansion had an indoor bouncy house, that would absolutely make her day. "Of course I wanna join them, what kind of stupid question is that?! Luigi better be there..."
Proto Man was once again tasked with finding special entertainment, for Daisy's birthday party. And once again, he got the same guy as last time.
"This dude again?" Link glanced at Jimmy T, who entertained select brawlers with his 70s dance moves. Some brawlers demanded that Jimmy be banned from the Smash Mansion, and prohibited to never return again.
"He's cheap," Proto Man shrugged. Unlike a majority of special entertainment acts, you could just see Jimmy T strolling down the street, and ask him to be at your party - without charge. And that's exactly what Proto Man did.
Jimmy T: Back at the Smash Mansion, with all my favorite people in the world. They thought they could keep the party master away, but they thought WRONG! Today's the day of Daisy's birthday, and when I'm at her party, breaking it down and showing the peeps how it's done, I'll just dance my way towards the princess and ask her out on a date...what, she's already engaged?...To Luigi of all people?! How does a nervous wreck like him get engaged, he's the type of guy who's too afraid to ask a poster of Pamela Anderson out on a date!
Diddy Kong walked by, and saw Jimmy T. He shook his head, possibly thinking, "Why is this guy here again?". Everybody else will probably think the same way too.
"Stuff like this is why I hate going to parties," the spider-monkey remarked as he continued on his way.
"See, not even Diddy appreciates Jimmy T!" said Link. "Take him away this instant!"
"Woah, woah, woah, that's no way to treat a party animal!" Jimmy T sounded offended. "My job is to party all the time and elevate the party people, nothing more and nothing less! So how about you head back to Foster's and spend time with your real friends, and let someone more dignified to plan the party!"
Link glared down Jimmy T while gritting his teeth angrily. Kudos if you got the Foster's reference, for you'll understand why Link is so ticked.
"Get out of this mansion and take your lousy talents somewhere else!" Link yelled.
"Some people just don't know a thing about entertainment, don't they?" Jimmy T shook his head in disgust as he left the room. Link let out a sigh of relief; since Jimmy T is gone, there is now room for actual special entertainment.
And would you know it, a knock was at the door. Could it be the special entertainment Link is expecting?
"Come on in!" Link called out. In came...Jimmy P, who looks exactly like Jimmy T, but with a different attire, blonde hair and a tan.
"Proto Man said that I'll be at the party for special entertainment if things concerning Jimmy T don't work out," Jimmy P explained to an enraged Link. The swordsman is clearly against old-timey dance acts. "And now that Jimmy T's been kicked to the curb, it's time for me to make my move!"
Jimmy P did some disco moves, while Link glared down Proto Man.
"Like I told you about Jimmy T, he's cheap," Proto Man attested. The robot didn't have that much money on him...then again, what robot carries money with them anyway?
"Really? Wow, that's awesome! You're gonna be at the party too? Sweet! I'll see you then!"
Fox promptly ended his phone call with Krystal. He had just received word from his lover that the vixen was finally released from the hospital, and that she plans on attending Daisy's birthday party.
Fox: Krystal is out of the hospital, and she's heading over to the mansion! You know, I kinda wish the party was a Christmas party instead of a birthday, because I could kiss Krystal under the mistletoe...I guess we call can't have nice things - though Krystal's recovery is nice enough.
Super elated about the news he received, Fox strolled down to the gaming room, and saw Viridi sitting at a couch, with Greninja comforting her. The pilot couldn't help but notice that Viridi appeared to be all depressed and gloomy, so he went over to the goddess of nature to investigate.
"Everything's going okay with you?" he asked. Right from the get-go, he knew what Viridi is all upset about has to do with Pit, but he decided to ask the question anyway just to make sure.
"Everything's not going okay," Viridi sighed. "Knuckles completely ditched me in my efforts to win over Pit, and now I don't know what to do."
Fox nodded as he processed this information. The other day, Knuckles and Viridi were in a huge argument, with the echidna displeased with how insane and tsundere Viridi's been acting in order to win over Pit, and Knuckles told the goddess that he was through with helping her out. Viridi is now a one-man band, beating her own drum with little to no assistance.
"Greninja's here, he can help you to a certain extent," suggested Fox. The ninja Pokemon is known for sporting a "up for whatever" attitude. Mario needs someone other than Isabelle to give him a foot massage? Greninja will do it. Mr. Game and Watch wants an opponent to play against in a game of table tennis? Grenina is always up for the challenge. Toilet's all clogged up, and the plunger is nowhere to be found. Leave it to Greninja, he'll unclog the toilet in a jiffy, and without complaint.
"But he's never been in a romantic relationship of any sort, so I can't ask him for help," Viridi stated. Is Greninja even interested in romance?
"Well I'm in a relationship right now...why not ask me?"
"You can help me?" Viridi's eyes widened. All her depression and gloominess went away in an instant.
"Sure, why not, I might even get Falco to..."
"Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU!" Viridi gave Fox a bone-crushing hug before the pilot could even finish his sentence. The strength Viridi is giving is the mere equivalent to how grateful she really is. "When will we get started?"
"Today, at Daisy's party. Though we can start earlier if you like."
"Nah, the party sounds like the perfect time and the perfect occassion..."
Let's see how Robin is coming along with the birthday cake...
"THE FROSTING IS FOR THE CAKE, GOSH DARN IT!" Robin growled as he chased down the Inklings, who were using the frosting as makeshift paintball ammo. Much of their paint was used to color the walls of the ballroom (ballrooms aren't necessarily meant to be painted, but Mario was unkempt on "elevating" the room) so the Inklings had to improvise.
"Why do you have so much frosting?" the female Inkling asked while the frosting war rolled on.
"Because the cake I'm baking is supposed to be ginormous!" Robin yelled. Good thing Mario is using the bathroom, otherwise he would see how Robin is unable to handle insolent little children.
Mario: Robin is a former-a tactician and a grandmaster, so he should-a have no problem being-a by himself and eliminating any distractions during my-a bathroom break! Those refried-a beans must really despise-a my stomach!
Mario returned to the kitchen from the bathroom, and saw the chaos that ensued. His propositions about Robin handling things by himself were evidently wrong.
"You two stop this-a instant!" Mario shouted at the Inklings. They stopped fighting, and threw their paint guns away like nothing happened. The mess, however, was too insurmountable to discard any suspicion.
"He/She did it!" the Inklings pointed at each other, hoping one or the other would take the blame. However, Mario marched his way up to the man who had to take full responsibility for the frosting war.
"I thought-a I could trust you!" the plumber scolded Robin, who cowered in fear. Way to anger Mario and lose his trust, man. "How-a can you call yourself a cook if you-a can't control the kitchen environment?!"
"Stand back!" the Flying Man randomly flew in the kitchen, stepping in the way between Mario and Robin.
"Why are you here?" asked Robin, his eyes looking around. He never called the mythical bird in the kitchen.
"Because I am your courage, you ignorant weenie!" The Flying Man's role at the mansion basically is to help others whether help is needed or not. Robin should have known this by now. "Listen up Mario, and listen good! Daisy's cake would have been already finished and ready to go, had you not procrastinated on your love letter to your dear lass! Due to your postponing, the cake is nowhere close to completion, and the birthday party is set to begin in four hours!"
"Four-a hours?!" Mario panicked. "Oh, this is all-a my fault!"
Male Inkling: Know this might sound wrong but...I read Mario's love letter while he was using the bathroom. It was very, um...interesting.
Female Inkling: I read it too. Did you see those Celine Dion lyrics he scattered across the letter?
Male Inkling: The lyrics from the song featured in Titantic? Sure did!
"Robin you're no longer in-a charge of baking the cake!" a panicky Mario told Robin, much to the mage's relief. Making the frosting was somehow a struggle for him. "Mr. Game-a and Watch will take care of things!"
Mario scurried out of the kitchen in order to retrieve Mr. Game and Watch. The 2D man hopefully knows what he's getting into.
"Oggy, oggy, oggy, oink oink oink..." Olimar was on the phone yet again with Oggy, this time in the printing room where no one would come in and judge him. "Alright then, see you at the party!" Oggy's gonna be at the party?! The others better watch out!
Just when Olimar ended the call, Link came into the printing room, and he had a facial expression that meant he was presumably eavesdropping on Olimar's call.
"The guys in the ballroom mentioned something about a dude named Oggy," the swordsman said. "You still keep in touch with him?"
"I gave him a call just now," replied Olimar, feeling uneasy. Will Link ridicule him for speaking with an individual named Oggy?
"Uh huh...before I go, I want you to know something; when you're with Oggy at the party, can you please keep the pig noises impersonations down to a minimum? I don't want you to creep Daisy out or anything."
"Wait, how are you going to tell me what to do? I'm the team leader of party decoration, I guide the others and tell them what decorations they put up!"
"Oh yeah, well Mario put me in charge of the party, so I can boss you around all I want! Team leader is an irrelevant title!"
"It's not irrelevant, team leader means that I'm a leader of a team!" Thank you, Captain Obvious Olimar, we never would have known without you!
"You don't understand, don't you? Being a team leader is absolutely worthless, you could name a kid the school milk monitor, and nobody would respect it!"
"Nobody would care? That's where you're wrong, they would respect it; if I were a milk monitor, and people were rude to me, then I'll just give them their milk last - so it's warm!"
Dang Link...you just got roasted by Olimar...Olimar the pimp!
Link: Olimar thinks he can have it this way because of his Oggy friend...no way I'm letting him have it! I'll find out who this Oggy person is, one way or another, and no one's gonna stop me, not even...
Zelda:*from afar* Link I have some mooncakes - your favorite!
Link: With chocolate syrup on top?
Zelda: Exactly the way you like it!
Link: I'll be there in a second!
With their "team leader" Olimar away, the people in the ballroom finished the decorating. Flower decorations were all over the place; the party is flower themed, due to Daisy's extreme affinity of flowers. The gal has flowers everywhere - on her crown, on her dress, on her race kart...she probably has a flower tattoo somewhere on her body.
"Well it took us a rather long time, but it's a wrap," remarked Cloud. "Daisy's gonna love what we done here."
"I'll go get Olimar, he's might be talking to Oggy," Young Link said as he ran out of the ballroom. Looking around the room, Akira took note of one missing element...
"The cake isn't here yet!" he shouted. "The ballroom will be complete without it!"
"How can it not be finished yet?" Rosalina facepalmed. She told Mario having a growing, experienced cook like Robin bake a giant cake for everyone in the mansion was a disastrous idea, but Mario kept reminding her that Robin "has shown significant progress" and "is not prone to failing". Yeah, about that...
Lucina: Poor Robin...Mario tasked him with a recipe that was greatly out of his league, and now I highly doubt Robin will ever cook (or bake) again...I would have helped, but Mario made me set up the ballroom decorations. And he also said that help was unnecessary for Robin...and Robin apparently obliged to Mario's ridiculous statement.
"Um, excuse-a me, everyone..." Luigi inched his way inside the ballroom. "May I ask-a you for a suggestion?"
"Ask away!" replied Red. Whatever suggestion Luigi has, the trainer hopes his Pokemon can be a part of.
"I was-a wondering...if-a I should...dance at-a Daisy's party..."
"You dancing at her party would be a great idea!" gleamed Dunban. "Perhaps you can share a dance with her!" The homs has heard stories about Luigi and Daisy, and to see the two dancing would be a real treat.
"Yeah, it would be the best occassion for you to embarrass yourself in front of everyone else!" agreed Red. Toon Link nudged the trainer; only a guy like Red would want to see Luigi fail. Waluigi is the other guy, but he's not here right now.
"Only thing-a is...Link doesn't want-a any dancing at the party..." Luigi bowed his head in sadness. Knowing him, he would be too afraid to confront Link and give him a piece of his mind.
"Don't listen to Link, ever since Mario named him the party planner, all the power has gotten to his head," said Ness. The young lad suggested to Link that everyone should wear party hats, but the hero of Hyrule argued that party hats are "lame" and "childish". Same could be said about his green hat...but since it's an iconic part of his attire, it'll be left alone.
"We should all stand up to Link, and demand that dancing should be allowed!" Alph said defiantly. He's Olimar's second-in-charge. "Who's with me?"
Everyone except for Luigi raised their hands. Either they didn't feel like being defiant, or they didn't have a good enough incentive for doing so...
"Those who will do it gets a $50 gift card!"
Everyone immediately obliged through cheers, nods, and approvals. So it was definitely the latter...
Today was rather an event-filled day for Daisy. She played a tennis match against her BFF Peach, raced alongside Captain Falcon and Jacky Bryant in a grueling race, and participated in a rubber ball war in the ball pit that ended with Lloyd losing his virginity. (In other words, Lloyd got hit where the sun doesn't shine.) However, Daisy felt that her day would be incomplete without her man.
"Where's Luigi?!" she questioned, angrily marching down the halls. Her fiance was nowhere in sight, and she refuses to spend the rest of her day without him.
"Me saw Luigi and friends through hall," Takamuaru ran up to Daisy to tell her this information. "They coming for Link! Luigi mad!"
"What did Link do to make Luigi feel that way?"
"Link ban dancing! Dancing allowed not at party!"
Takamaru: Link mean, very mean! Me asked Link to serve sushi at party, but was turned down! Link gone crazy!
"Link really did that?" Daisy asked in disbelief. She had never known the green-clad hero to be so authoritative. "Why would he do such a thing?"
"Link plan party, yes!" replied Takamaru. "Link drunk in power! Crazy mad!"
"We must find him immediately!"
Mr. Game & Watch finally did it. He baked Daisy's birthday cake, and it was a grand pastry, its size large enough to complement the brawlers. Mario scrutinized the cake, nodding as his eyes scaled down the cake from top to bottom. The 2D man really impressed the plumber.
One problem though - how will they get the cake from the kitchen to the ballroom? The distance is very long, and the kitchen entrance is simply not wide enough to squeeze the cake through.
"There-a must a way to teleport this-a cake to the ballroom," Mario scratched his chin, conjuring of some suggestions. An idea popped in his head. "I know just the guy! Wait right here!"
Mario ran out of the kitchen, and came back with Mewtwo. The genetic Pokemon didn't look like he wanted to be here; he wanted to spend some time relaxing before the party began.
"Whatever it is you want me to do, make it snappy," Mewtwo folded his arms.
"Teleport this-a cake to the ballroom!" commanded Mario. The genetic Pokemon gave Mario an inquisitive look, and the plumber was trying to figure out why. Let's just say it has much ado with his Pokemon knowledge, or the lack thereof.
Mewtwo: Teleport is a psychic-type move that moves the user to a different location. It is unable to teleport other organism or objects. Mario isn't the first to be ignorant of this information; Wario once asked me to teleport him to the kingdom of Nohr so he could loot the kingdom of their riches. And when I kindly told him no, he asked me to teleport him to Noshidio! So I fired a Shadow Ball at him, and sent him flying out of the mansion. As if you would believe, not a single person bothered to retrieve him.
"I can only teleport myself, and nothing else," Mewtwo explained to Mario. For a move that easily fails in Pokemon battles, Teleport can be quite useful in Smash!
"Alright then..." Mario stroked his chin for another suggestion. "Use Psychic to transport-a the cake to the ballroom, without-a blemish!"
"I DON'T EVEN KNOW PSYCHIC!" Mewtwo knows the move Confusion, but Psychic is not even in his moveset.
"How can-a you call yourself a legendary Psychic-a type Pokemon and not-a know Psychic?!" Mario appeared to be befuddled by the fact that a top-tier Pokemon like Mewtwo doesn't even know a top-tier move like Psychic. It may not have a high power input, but hey, it's still pretty effective.
"Masahiro Sakurai has control over my moveset, okay?!"
"What's with all the bickering?" Zelda entered the kitchen, after overhearing Mario and Mewtwo argue with one another. Mr. Game & Watch was chilling, checking on his pet fish in the fish bowl he apparently uses in battles. The bickering allowed the 2D man to take care of some of the more important things in life, like his dear pets.
"I have to get-a this cake to the ballroom, and I can't because-a of Mewtwo and his crappy moveset!" explained Mario. "Doesn't even-a know Psychic..."
"So it's my fault I have no control over my moveset?!" Mewtwo frowned, ready to start another argument. But Zelda wasn't having it.
"You look here, you two!" Zelda yelled. "Daisy's birthday party will begin in less than an hour, and I won't have a petty quarrel deter the cake from not being present in the ballroom! Also, why is the cake so freaking large?"
"Do you not-a know how many people we have to feed?" asked Mario. The plumber feels like he's the only one that knows the body count of those living in the mansion. Just because he's the man around here doesn't mean everyone else shouldn't be aware about mansion attendance.
Zelda: One of my biggest concerns about the birthday cake - aside from Robin baking it, thank goodness Mr. Game and Watch took over - was that it might be too big. Due to the size of the kitchen, carrying the cake to the ballroom will be quite the hassle.
"I could use Farore's Wind to warp the cake to the ballroom, if you like," Zelda suggested to Mario. Farore's Wind was the only option Mario had, and he quickly obliged.
"We shall-a use your little spell of yours!" said the confident plumber. "Mr. Game and-a Watch, get the cake-a ready!"
One of the non-brawlers invited to Daisy's birthday party was Waluigi, who arrived thirty minutes ahead of time. He was in the living room, hanging out with Shulk, Pit, and Kirby; Pit was only hanging out with Shulk to keep his distance from Viridi. Palutena had told the angel of what Viridi did to him on the cruise, and now he's too unnerved to be within walking distance of the goddess of nature.
"Woah dude, you're tall!" Pit remarked after taking notice of Waluigi's height. He always knew him to be tall, but not anywhere close to seven feet!
"My tallness is my specialty," replied Waluigi, stroking his trademark mustache. Given that Waluigi is a thorn in Mario's side, it was unexpected for the mustached man to be invited to the party, but he consistently implored Mario to inviting him, even going as far as sending messages to the plumber's Facebook account in the wee hours of the morning.
"What's the weather like up there?" Shulk joked around with Waluigi.
"Oh yeah, I've heard that before." We know you have, Waluigi, we know you have.
"They must have put you in a grow bag when you were little did they?"
"That's an old one." How does a person like Waluigi take remarks like these with stride?
"Must be all like, 'Let's grow ourselves a big, lanky, weird mustached freak of a son'!"
"All right now, chill out, there's no need to get offensive."
"No need to get all butthurt, I was just having fun..."
"I didn't call you blondie as soon as I saw you."
"I was trying to be funny..." Calling someone a big, lanky, weird mustached freak isn't really funny, in some cases for Waluigi, it's kinda rude.
"Just don't try my mustache, since that is a stigmatism I've had from the age of five, I've been growing a mustache since I was that young, so don't just... I didn't call you a dumb blonde or anything."
"You don't see me going about calling myself the long man, it just sounds weird."
"I don't call myself that either, my name is Waluigi!"
"Well I'm not gonna call you Waluigi!" Uh oh, Shulk is getting very tense...Pit and Kirby are nervously watching...
"Waluigi is my name..." Waluigi is a portmanteau of the Japanese adjective warui, which means "bad". Bet you didn't know that, didn't you?
"No it's not, you're just copying Luigi, what's your real name?"
"...Leslie." Waluigi was holding back tears when he said this. Probably was withholding this bit of information for a long time...
"Leslie is a great name! Plenty of successful men are named Leslie!"
"And they call you blondie..." Waluigi ran away, wiping away tears. Situation went from 0 to 100 real quick.
Waluigi: My name isn't Leslie! In fact, I don't even have a real name! I came up with the Waluigi moniker to align myself with Wario and antagonize the Mario Bros! *weeps*
"Where did Waluigi ran off to?" Palutena asked, approaching the boys. She heard his crying, so she was aware that something's up.
"He's just saddened that...his crush Daisy is engaged!" replied Shulk. Pit and Kirby quickly nodded in agreement, trying to cover up the rather awkward episode that ensued earlier.
"I'm sure he will get over it soon."
Fifteen minutes until the party began. Link just so happened to exit from the bathroom when he was immediately confronted by Daisy and Takamaru.
"Link we need to talk!" frowned Daisy. The princess looked angry, and anger is a common trait among redheads.
"Ah, if it isn't the birthday girl," Link grinned, visibly nervous by Daisy's visage. "How has your wonderful day been?"
"What is it with this beef you have against dancing at parties?!"
"This issue is none of your concern! Also, where did you learn of this information? Somebody must have told you, didn't they? Who was it? It bet it was MegaMan .EXE, dispelling information I don't want others to hear! Or it was probably..."
"Betcha it was-a me, huh?"
Link looked behind him, and saw Luigi, flanked by Alph, Lucina, Red, Akira, Cloud, Rosalina and Luma, Samus, Toon Link, Ness, and Dunban.
"Hey babe," Luigi nervously waved to his fiancee. An eager Daisy waved back, while Red was quietly laughing.
Red: Heh heh...babe...heh heh...what a dork.
"Give it up Link, you're completely outnumbered," commanded Cloud. "Grant Luigi his wish, and this whole issue will be resolved."
"Never! I'M the party planner, which means whatever party ideas are presented to ME must reach MY approval! Planning the party is MY obligation, and the only person here who can throw a single suggestion at ME without getting vetoed is Daisy!"
"In that case..." Daisy began, with Link awaiting for her proposal... "...can we please have dancing at my birthday party?"
Link gave Daisy a dumbfounded look. Who is she to side with her fiance on the issue of dancing? And who are the others to side with the plumber as well? Luigi rarely gets this much support, it's like a once in a blue moon type of thing!
"No, no, NO!" replied Link, channeling his inner Daniel Bryan. "There will be NO dancing at the party! Who even dances at birthday parties anyway?"
"We have evidence!" proclaimed Alph. Though the evidence is scarce, it's worth using against Link. "Remember the time when..."
"You have no evidence! Birthday parties are times when we should celebrate someone growing up, and not all this crap about dancing! Why if I..."
"Link just listen for a second!" Cloud interjected. "Don't you see? Being given the ability to plan the party has done all sorts of things to your head. You think you have all the power in the world, and you can boss people around all you like, when you're only doing this for one night, and one night only!"
Link looked down at the floor, thinking over what Cloud just said. The swordsman was right; as Takamaru said earlier, Link was drunk with power, and because of this, the green-clad hero seemingly alienated everyone with his profound arrogance and overbearing attitude. He's supposed to be displaying humility and kindness, but all of that became nonexistent once he was deemed party planner.
So Link, admitting defeat, knew exactly what me must do to put this situation to an end.
"Dancing..." he started, "...is allowed." A wave of euphoria swept the hall, as everyone was cheering and applauding. Daisy ran up to Luigi, and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"I'm so proud of you!" Daisy told the plumber. "Actually standing up for once...I gotta document this somewhere...why are you breathing so loudly? And your face is all sweaty, yuck!"
Luigi: Now this might-a sound weird, but whenever a girl like Daisy kisses-a me, my blood-a pressure rises, and my...are you-a saying those are just-a symptoms? Oh, thank goodness!
Link held his head up high, feeling confident after hearing Cloud's message. Cloud walked up to the fellow swordsman, resting his hand on his shoulder.
"Knew you weren't as tyrannical as you were making yourself out to be," said Cloud. "Sorta glad I have you as a roommate."
Link: Sorta glad? Sorta glad?! What does he possibly mean by "sorta glad"? Does he not know who he's rooming with?!
"Oggy, oggy, oggy, oink oink oink!" Seriously Olimar, you're still talking to that Oggy guy. "You're at the front door? I'm on my way!" Olimar ran out of the kitchen, where he was making the call, and headed straight for the front door.
"Hey Olimar, we finished decorating the ballroom!" Young Link ran up to the captain to tell him the news. He looked everywhere for Olimar, but the captain kept going from room to room making his calls with Oggy.
Waluigi eventually showed up in the kitchen, after wiping away his tears and blowing out his nose from inconsolable crying. Dude's that bitter about not having a real name. He made his way to the kitchen table, and saw Mario's love letter conspicuously lying there.
"A love letter, eh?" Waluigi picked up the letter and read it intently...while pulling out a pencil, ready to edit it to his will. Mario, you've done this to yourself.
Daisy's birthday party had just begun, and it was definitely popping in the ballroom. Balloons and decorations littered every corner of the room, and Corrin was mesmerized by it all.
"All of this to celebrate someone's birthday?" he wondered. Poor guy never got the chance to experience a birthday party; at Nohr, his parents and siblings would simply tell him happy birthday, and continue the rest of their day. And yet the brawlers wonder why Corrin wishes he was raised in Hoshidio so badly...
At the center of the ballroom was Daisy's glorious birthday cake, covered in yellow and orange icing, since yellow and orange are Daisy's motifs.
"Robin, weren't you supposed to bake the cake?" Villager asked the mage. He saw Robin playing checkers with Chrom earlier, and wondered if he was slacking off on his duties.
"Mario had Mr. Game & Watch take over for me," explained Robin. "Said that I wasn't cut out for such a colossal baking project."
"Could have told you that myself..."
"Told me what yourself?" Robin's self-confidence was on the verge of blemish.
"...That you're an even better cook than Palutena!"
"Wouldn't say it's much of an accomplishment, but I'll take what I get," Robin shrugged. Villager sweatdropped, guilty with himself for telling Robin that.
Villager: What have I done, I've given Robin slightly false hope! Palutena's better still, at least she doesn't fry chicken in the toaster oven like Robin does!
"When are we going to eat the cake?" an impatient Sonic asked Tails. A birthday party is irrelevant to him whenever cake's abound.
"We have to sing happy birthday to Daisy first," explained Tails. Honestly the fox didn't care that much for the cake, he's dying to give Daisy some presents he got her.
"Well what are we waiting for, we can just sing it right now and get it over with!"
"No, Sonic, everyone has to eat first!"
Speaking of eating, pizza was served at the party, because we all know pizza is the universal party food. Anyone who tries to tell you otherwise is insane. Samus, once again, had to order the pizza, and Wario's hot wings.
"Come to papa!" Wario sat underneath one of the tables, eating his hot wings without anyone disturbing him. The Wii Fit Trainer should really look into signing Wario up for Weight Watchers.
"So that's where the hot wings are," Bayonetta lifted up the tablecloth and saw Wario eating the hot wings. The fatso was startled by the Umbra Witch, nearly dropping his beloved wings. "Hope you know those wings aren't meant for one person, everybody has to get their fair share!"
"Sharing is overrated, it's a lousy brainwash tactic used since kindergarten meant to make everyone nice! If you think I'm gonna share my darlings, then you're just..."
Bayonetta took the bowl of hot wings away from Wario. The fatso started to have a panic attack, and even threatened to call 9-1-1. Yes, over some dumb hot wings.
"Cloud told me of how you were acting as the so-called 'party planner'," Zelda was speaking with Link near the punch bowl. "He said you were acting all righteous and commanding. Care to explain why?"
"It's just that...I've never been given an authoritative role in such a long time," explained Link. "When Mario said I was the party planner, I thought I could do this and that, and a whole lot of other things. Instead I made myself to be a pompous fool..."
"Don't be so hard on yourself," Zelda laid a comforting hand on Link. "You were just trying to do the right thing. Mario has to take most of the blame, he could have planned the party himself, but no, he wanted to write his love letter at the last minute, and doing so nearly affected the party."
"Yeah..." Link uttered, looking to his left and watching Mario converse with Peach. The princess turned away, and Mario looked into his pockets for his love letter - but he didn't have it! Also, why would he want to put a letter in his pocket anyway?
Sitting at the front of the ballroom was Daisy, the birthday girl, and Luigi, her fiance. Although he looked content, the plumber was nervous - his shirt and overalls were drenched with sweat. Nothing like a long shower to fix the problem!
"Why-a am I sitting here again?" Luigi asked his lover.
"Because you look and act all goofy with the others!" replied Daisy. "I'm trying to do you a major solid!" Awww, look at Daisy, looking out for her future husband, how sweet!
Captain Falcon: Should have been me sitting up there with Daisy! I could have been holding her hand, and kissing it, and talking about things most lovers do, like...like...what do lovers talk about?
"Attention everyone!" Ike bellowed, garnering everyone's attention. Link is supposed to do this, but he wanted to chill and let Ike handle the job. "It is now time to sing happy birthday to Daisy!"
"About time!" Sonic sped off to fetch a plate, and returned to his original position. Typical Sonic, jumping ahead of time and not willing to be patient...
"We're not cutting the cake now, you do realize that, right?" Tails questioned.
"Just getting prepared!"
Because of the cake's height, someone had to get a ladder so Daisy can blow out the candles. While Mr. Game & Watch went to go fetch a ladder, Krystal arrived, and saw Fox and Falco, with Viridi.
"I see you finally came," Fox remarked as Krystal approached him. Inside his mind, he's probably thinking, "Keep it cool Fox, you got this...".
"Came just in time," smiled Krystal. In her hand was a present.
"Glad to see you're all healthy again," said Falco. Has he ever been jealous of Fox, because he has a girlfriend and he doesn't? Questions like those should be answered right away!
"Who's this blonde-haired friend of yours?" Krystal was referring to Viridi; the goddess of nature was still visibly upset. Too upset to socialize with anyone at the moment. Think of her as Ashley at get togethers, but without the doom and gloom.
"She's Viridi, she hates humans!" Falco stated this matter-of-factly, like Krystal had to know this or dire consequences would follow.
"Aaaaand she's also in love," added Fox, disgruntled with Falco's response. "With that guy," he pointed at Pit, still hanging out with Kirby and Shulk.
"Oh you don't say? Are they a couple?"
"Not quite, the angel kid refuses to return the favor. But I have a plan that will unite their hearts together!"
Mr. Game & Watch finally retrieved a ladder, and positioned it in front of the cake. Daisy climbed up said ladder, and Charizard lighted the candles. The happy birthday song commenced, much the joy of Sonic.
"Cake time!" the hedgehog gleamed as the first part of the song, where you repeated the same darn phrase over and over again for no blatant reason, ended...only for the second part to commence, the part where the crowd asks how old you are even though they're supposed to know already. Sonic's eyes twitched, not being able to take the wait any longer. He needed his cake now!
Sonic: AGE IS AN IRRELEVANT ATTRIBUTE OF VIDEO GAMES, NOBODY CARES HOW OLD VIDEO GAME CHARACTERS ARE!
Donkey Kong: Correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you supposed to be fifteen?
Sonic: MAN ARE YOU DEAF?!
After the third part of the birthday song ended, Daisy blew out the candles, greeted with cheers. Corrin was confused; why do people cheer when birthday candles are blown out? Is is a life accomplishment that he's not aware of?
Now it was time for the gift exchange. Daisy returned to her seat, ready to receive some gifts. Tails, Krystals, and a handful of others handed the princess their presents; some where more crappy than others. (Ganondorf's present for Daisy was a lousy handkerchief.) Then came Olimar, who was joined with a special guest - his own son!
"Olimar has a son?!" gasped Bowser, who was on crutches. He leaned forward to get a better look of Olimar's son and fell on the floor with a thud. Bowser, you've known Olimar since the Brawl days, has he not shared any personal information with you?!
"I hope you enjoy this gift," Olimar's son handed Daisy a small box. Daisy accepted the box, and opened it, only to be greatly overjoyed by what she saw.
"This is perfect!" she smiled, taking the item - a golden necklace with a crown - out of the box and wearing it around her neck. "Thank you so much for this gift; what's your name?"
"My friends call me Oggy," replied Olimar's son. (Not his real name, but then again he doesn't have one) Those working in the ballroom were shocked - Olimar was speaking with his son this whole time!
"Why did you make pig sounds with your son on the phone?" a bewildered Akira asked Olimar.
"I was telling him secret instructions in regards to getting the necklace," smiled Olimar. Nobody will ever know those pig sounds meant, and they will never figure out.
"STOP THE PRESSES!" Waluigi barged into the ballroom. "Listen to what I'm about to read to you!" The lanky man held up Mario's love letter in the air.
"Is that...?" Mario scrutinized his love letter, held in the hands of Waluigi. This will teach him a lesson in leaving things about.
"Ahem..." Waluigi cleared his throat, before he read the love letter. "To the love of my life, Peach...Do you know the effect you have on me? Even in times of stress, I find myself calmer than usual. I always seem to find the lighter side in things and situations. This is so unlike me, the pessimist I used to be. No matter how hard I would try I used to be impossible to think positive. But right from when you walked into my life, things have changed. You have become like the biggest strength in my life. Every day with you I learn something new. Your positive nature, your ability to see good in every one and your kindness has reflected in me and is making me so much like you. I am loving the new me and hence falling in love with you even more. Every passing day makes me realize how important you are to me. I never want to lose you my darling. I love you today and I will love you forever. Because you are my angel. With much love...Mario."
Peach, who was disgusted with Waluigi thinking he was reading the love letter to her, was immediately overwhelmed with emotion. The love letter struck her in the heart, in an emotional way. Who knew Mario...erm, Waluigi, was so proficient at writing letters?
Waluigi: Totally got that love letter from the Internet! Mario's love letter was so bad, not even re-editing could solve anything! Those Celine Dion excerpts were hard to fix!
"You wrote that...for me?" a teary-eyed Peach asked Mario, who was still confused by what's going on.
"Uh, yeah, anything for-a you!" replied Mario, doing his best to play along. Peach smiled, giving Mario a big kiss, and the plumber was all romantically mesmerized at the end. Everyone went "Awwwww..." Can't they say anything else in unison?
"Time to party!" Jimmy P, the party's special entertainment who has been dying for his moment to come, exclaimed. "Everyone hit the dance floor!" The brawlers - except for Sonic, too busy eating the cake, and Lloyd, who somehow burned himself while practicing a rope magic trick he wanted to perform for Daisy - headed to the dance floor.
"If you say so..." Corrin literally hit the floor, and was immediately trampled by the brawlers, who all began dancing. His naivety is bound to get him seriously hurt anytime soon.
"Now's your chance," Fox nudged Viridi. "Go dance with Pit!" The fox went to the dance floor, and got jiggy with his love, Krystal. Viridi trudged her away towards Pit...who immediately pulled her to the dance floor, and lovingly gazed in her eyes?!
"All is forgiven, right?" the angel grinned romantically, concerning Viridi. "Sorry about those things you did on the cruise?"
"Y-Yes?" replied Viridi. What has gotten into Pit? The boy who couldn't stand the goddess of nature was now wanting her to dance with him!
Knuckles: So yeah, I kinda broke my truce with Viridi...but for a good reason. I asked Ashley if she can give Pit a love potion that instantly makes him love Viridi, and although she said such a potion takes a lot of work to make, she obliged to do it anyway. She told me she would put the potion in Pit's drink at the party, and it seemed like it works! As for my rap career - Viridi promised to help me - I think I can do it well enough alone.
"Shall we dance?" Pit asked Viridi, no longer confused. The fact that Pit finally likes her now made her content.
"Let's dance!" the goddess of nature replied, and soon the two did their thing on the dance floor.
"Guess your master plan worked," Krystal told Fox, watching Pit and Viridi dance.
"Worked a lot better than I expected," smiled Fox. Sadly the fox gets a minimal amount of credit, while Knuckles gets a lot.
"Wanna go tear it up on the dance floor?" Daisy asked Luigi. She was wearing dance shoes, a present from Jimmy P.
"If only I had-a my..." Luigi held his head in sadness...
"...dancing shoes?" ...but brought it back up when he saw Link, holding his dancing shoes. "Thought you might wanted these. Sorry for my rudeness and arrogance throughout today, I promise it won't happen again."
"I'm-a certain it won't," said Luigi, putting his dancing shoes on. "You ready?" he asked Daisy.
"Ready as I'll ever be!" Daisy took Luigi's hand, and the two soon-to-be weds made their way down the dance floor. Link sported a smile, as he went to his girlfriend Zelda.
"May I have this dance?" the hero of Hyrule held out his hand to Zelda, shewing elegance. The princess took Link's hand, and the two went to go dance with Mario and Peach, two fellow lovers.
Guess you can say that love is in the air.
