Episode 19: Baseball

"ACHOO!" This is the dreaded word no brawler wants to hear, especially at the highly populated Smash Mansion.

Given that around a hundred people live at the mansion, viruses and sicknesses can easily spread throughout the household like a baker spreading chocolate icing over his cake - every little thing - or person, in this case - is subject. Add to the fact that Master Hand doesn't have insurance for the mansion, and the brawlers have to take real care of their health, ensuring that they don't catch any symptoms, like the flu.

Today's unfortunate soul was Toon Link, who was suffering from the common cold. The young Hylian was stuck in his bed all day long, with a thermometer in his mouth and a wet rag atop of his forehead. Geno and R.O.B. were ordered by Master Hand to keep Toon company, since they won't be able to catch any illnesses by being with the Hylian.

"TEMPERATURE...103 DEGREES..." R.O.B announced after checking Toon Link's temperature on the thermometer. A high temperature like that indicates that the Hylian might be in the bed for a while longer.

"Aw, I feel so horrible..." Toon Link moaned miserably. He didn't know how on earth he caught the common cold; after all, he's one of the most healthiest brawlers in the mansion. He disinfects objects with a disinfecting wipe, and washes his hands whenever he gets the chance. With procedures like that, Toon Link should have been able to live his entire life without getting sick at all!

"Toon Link, your nose is running," stated Geno, grimacing as snot and mucus rolled down the Hylian's nostrils, like a waterfall...too descriptive for you? "May I get you some more tissue?"

"No thanks..." replied Toon Link, wiping the snot and mucus away with his sleeve. All those health procedures he did before are now getting thrown out of the window. "Besides, we already ran out of tissue..."

Geno: "You and R.O.B should tend to Toon Link while he's sick, Mega Man and the other Robot Masters are all busy! No way will you catch any sickness!" I now fully regret accepting Master Hand's order, and now I have snot all over my lovely cloak. And whoever said the Robot Masters were busy? Mega Man is playing catch with Rush, Zero is too busy spending time in the workshop to socialize with others, and Proto Man, knowing him, is presumably posting some angst-filled quotes on his Tumblr page. As for X and .EXE, who knows what they're up to...

"Yo, Fake Link, listen up!" Bowser rudely barged into the room. "Fake Link" is the nickname he uses for Toon Link, believing that the young Hylian is not actually a Hylian, and that he stole Link's likeness just so he could be a part of Zelda canon. It's better if you don't ask.

"Dr. Mario?" asked Toon Link, fearing for the worst. Like many other brawlers, Toon Link has been victimized time and time again by Dr. Mario's aggressive slapping. Only way you can get by Dr. Mario is without getting slapped is by being a woman, since the doctor would never hurt a lady.

"It's someone even better, eons better than Dr. Mario will ever be! Come on in, buddy!"

In came Doctor Toadley, the purple Toad from Mario and Luigi: Partners in Time who, in addition to holding doctor appointments and all that good stuff, also specializes in telepathy and magic. Such an unusual combination for such an unusual doctor.

"Thank you for having me," the Toad said, taking a seat next to Toon Link. "Am I qualified enough to serve as your doctor? Of course I am. Should you and the others be of high concern? Absolutely not!" Toadley noticed that Toon Link, Geno, and R.O.B all sported worried looks on their face, not under the belief that some doctor wearing a face veil may not solve Toon's ailment. Seriously, when was the last time you saw a doctor of any profession or level with a face veil?!

"What are you gonna do?" asked Toon Link. He has never been more concerned in his life than he was at this very moment. The fact that Bowser approached Toadley and asked him to check on Toon did nothing but increase the Hylian's overall concern.

"What am I going to do, you ask? Check your vitals and guesstimate how long you will be sick," replied Toadley, answering his own question. He has a strong habit of doing that, those who played Partners in Time managed to get used to it. "Let me check your temperature..."

"TOON LINK'S TEMPERATURE...IS 103 DEGREES..." R.O.B told Toadley, not trusting the doctor and his purple face veil.

"Thank you for the information, you have made my job easier. Have you checked for symptoms such as runny nose, throat irritation, and fever? I would assume not..."

"Which is why we needed a doctor to look for such symptoms," replied Geno, too unqualified to serve as a de facto doctor. Lucina, an amateur nurse, would be of service to Toon Link, but it wasn't worth getting sick, since she didn't have the proper materials. "We didn't expect you to come here and..."

"You dare criticize my abilities?! How dare you!" Toadley bonked Geno on the head. "Since this is a full-fledged doctor's appointment, I demand that you and your robot friend leave at once!"

So Geno and R.O.B followed the doctor's orders, and left Toon Link's room. As they left, the Hylian looked at them with a sense of worries in his eyes. Geno felt a little sympathetic for Toon as he closed the door behind him.


With Master Hand fully healthy and lively again (and with Sonic giving him hand massages until day of Luigi's wedding) Cloud and King Dedede (but mostly Cloud, King Dedede just eavesdropped) asked the creator of the Smash universe if they could build a small house next to the Smash Mansion, and Master Hand obliged! He tasked Cloud and Mr. Game and Watch to build the house, and in less than a few hours, both men were able to accomplish the task.

"We really outdid ourselves," grinned Cloud as he and Game and Watch looked at the newly created house...that was only the same size as a master bedroom. Hey, it's meant for Waddle Dees, what did you expect?!

Cloud: Despite the house's small frame, building it was awfully tough. *Mr. Game & Watch holds up a blueprint* First we had to lay out the foundation, and laying the foundation required a lot of stone, which was supplied by some of the rock-type Pokemon in the Pokemon sanctuary. Then we had to get some wood and build the walls of the house, as well as designate rooms here, and here. *points on the blueprint* Finally, we had to put on the ceiling, and that was hard work, considering what material we needed. All the stone was used up, so we were left with no choice but to cover sheets, due to our lack of options. Certainly the Waddle Dees don't mind...

The Waddle Dee family didn't mind at all - in fact, they tested out the ceiling by launching a watermelon on top of it, and the cover sheets did not break off from the house. One of the Waddle Dees gave a thumbs up, but he didn't have fingers; at least Cloud and Mr. Game and Watch were able to make it out.

"Feeling kinda tired and thirsty right now, want something to drink?" Cloud asked Game and Watch, and the 2D man gave a thumbs up himself. "My motorcycle, Fenrir, just got repaired the other day, we can catch a ride to..."

"Cloud are you busy?" Rosalina approached the blonde swordsman, clearly in a state of distress. Rarely is Rosalina distressed, usually she has a very calm and collected demeanor, so to see her in the state she's in foreshadows a rather problematic issue she's dealing with.

"Not right now, what can I possibly help you with?"

"It's my dear Luma...she's gone missing!"

"Luma has gone missing?!" exclaimed Cloud, doing his darnedest to care about this situation. Inside he's probably thinking, "Why should I care about Luma, and why should I care about this woman, she can live without Luma, it's not that big of a deal!" "When was the last time you saw her?" Cloud, stop faking it, no need to change the tone of your voice all of a sudden.

"Last time I remember, she was in my room with me, reading magazines...hope whatever I was reading didn't scare her away or anything..."

"What were you reading anyways?" If he wants to show that he cares about the situation, Cloud has to asks a myriad of questions. It's the only way to go.

"Hair maintenance magazines - you know, those magazines that give you hair and beauty tips and whatnot."

"Sure do..." Cloud continued his faux care for Rosalina by nodding his head. He had no idea there were beauty magazines that give tips not only for beauty, but managing your hair. If he was a girl like Rosalina, he would understand. "Why can't Mario help you out, he's always available...well, most of the time, when he's not hanging out with Peach or anything like that."

"Yeah, about Mario..." Rosalina looked to the side, suggesting that the plumber has his hands full...but with what?


Mario was outside in the mansion's backyard, working on his bat swings, with his brother Luigi pitching the baseball. So why is Mario working on his bat swings?

Mario: The other day Falco challenged-a me to a baseball game - winner gets unlimited free-a pizza at the pizzeria downtown! Of course, Peach is trying to sweet-a talk out of the baseball-a game, using my stomach as another lousy excuse-a for why I can't play, but what that woman needs-a to realize, is that a man's gotta do what a man's-a gotta do, and I don't-a care if she wants me to take-a pictures of her in the garden, I will refuse and you know-a why? *rips his shirt* IT'S BECAUSE I'M A MAN, THAT'S WHY, A REAL-A MAN! REAL MEN DON'T-A TAKE PICTURES OF THEIR GIRL-A IN THE GARDEN, WHAT MAN DOES THAT CRAP ANYWAYS?!
Peach: *from afar* Oh, Mario, I have some pictures I want you to take in the garden!
Mario: I'm-a coming dear! *runs off, covering his chest*

"How is Marth helping-a you with your wedding plans?" asked Mario. He's still pretty salty that his little twin brother is getting married before he does, but as long as Bowser doesn't find himself a significant other and gets engaged, he's pretty cool with Luigi marrying Daisy.

"Marth-a has been a huge-a help for me," replied Luigi, pitching a splitting fastball to Mario, who struck the ball with the crack of his bat. "We've already purchased-a invitations, discussed the ceremony with-a Chrom, sent-a out the save-a-data-a cards, and booked a florist."

"Who is-a the florist? I bet it's someone-a like Petey Piranha!"

"Actually, no - it's-a someone from the Kanto region. I believe-a her name is Erika..." For those of you who may not remember, or were too lame enough to play Pokemon during your childhood, Erika is a grass-type Pokemon gym leader from the Celadon City Gym. She has a strong knack for daydreaming; Luigi and Marth better hope her daydreaming doesn't disrupt the wedding ceremony!

"Sup Mario, working on that wack bat swing of yours?" Falco appeared, angering Mario. Ever since he was challenged to the baseball game, Mario has been feeling very volatile towards Falco, and would glare down the avian pilot whenever he sees him. "Good some great news for ya - Knuckles just released his mixtape online on iTunes, and it's selling like crazy! Knew that dude has that fire in him!"

"What-a fire, he can't fire fireballs at-a will like me!" Mario, don't even bother following up Falco, especially since you hardly know jack about rap, at least outside of those countless rap videos found on YouTube. "You're probably just-a exaggerating the numbers anyway!"

"So over 750,000 copies is now in 'exaggeration'? People like you make me laugh!"

"I...should-a be...going now..." Luigi innocently walked away, letting Mario and Falco exchange verbal jabs with one another.

"Luigi...stay where-a you are," commanded Mario, furrowing his brow. "You're joining my-a team."

"...Mother?" Luigi peeped. He wasn't prepared for this, not one bit. He was supposed to order the wedding cake with Marth, but it seems as if the Hero-King will have to do that task on his own.

Luigi: Mario wants-a me on his lousy base-a ball team...he's not planning on-a making me the pitcher, is he? I mean, I can throw a mean-a curveball or fastball when-a I feel relaxed and no one's-a watching me, but to be pitching in front-a of others...May I be excused-a, I think-a I just soiled myself...

"Recruiting people already?" smirked Falco. "About time! So far I have already recruited Shulk, Wii Fit Trainer, and even Snake to my baseball team, and I'm just halfway through! And here you are practicing, and you haven't even prepared your team yet! What a shame!"

"You talk a mighty strong-a talk, Falco," said Mario, his anger reaching its boiling point. "But let-a me warn you..." He grabbed Luigi and pulled him to his side, seemingly putting him in a headlock. "When you face-a against the both of us, you're-a bound to get squared!"

"Can't...breathe..." Luigi gasped for air as he tried to pry Mario's arm. Mario released his hold on Luigi, dropping his brother to the ground with a thud. Luigi started to hyperventilate, as the lovely, glorious air finally returned to his lungs.

"I'm supposed to be intimidated by Luigi or something?" scoffed Falco. "Nah, don't see that happening, ever. By the way, the baseball game is gonna be around five, make sure you have a full baseball team by then, aight?"

Mario clenched his fists in anger as Falco walked away, returning to the mansion. Luigi saw that his brother's face was red and steaming hot...but not steaming like an oven, for that would be weird.

"Luigi, it's-a time..." said Mario. "It's-a time to get my team!"


Link was in the foyer, posting a flyer on one of the walls. Pit caught the Hylian as he made his way down the steps, and immediately ran up to him.

"What is this?" Pit grabbed the flyer and read it out loud. "'Intelligent Scholars Club'." Pit raised an eyebrow at the title, for it sound like a typical educational organization, like an honor society. Since when did Master Hand allow educational organizations to begin at the mansion?

"The Intelligent Scholars Club is just a book reading club me and Zelda started," explained Link. His duty is to hang flyers throughout the mansion, and Zelda's duty is to find books suitable for reading in groups. "She kinda got the inspiration from Yoshi's knitting club."

Link: Earlier this week Zelda sent me on an "espionage" mission to the knitting club - she wanted me to go undercover as a newbie in the club, so I can learn how the club works and how the members work such great chemistry with one another. You wouldn't believe the reactions I received when I told Yoshi and the others I was joining their club, and after my time was up, I had told them I was leaving the club, and they went from happy and jovial to angry and ticked real quick. As my "punishment" for walking out of the knitting club, Yoshi, Toad, and Ashley all imprinted temporary tattoos all over my chest...Pac-Man was sitting in a corner by himself, wondering what he had gotten himself into.

"Ew, a book reading club?" grimaced Pit. Reading has never been a forte of his...though it's not really a surprise considering how dumb he is. "Sounds super boring! Just reading books all day...why can't there be a planking club, you don't have to do any effort and you won't have to worry about people yelling at you! (Unless you're planking in the wrong place, that is.)"

"That sounds so much like you," Link shook his head. "And for your information Pit, the Intelligent Scholars Club is not 'super boring', as you try and make it out to be - in fact, we even have our own secret code!"

Diddy Kong walked by, and held out his hand, joining his thumb, index finger, and middle finger together in a hand signal. Link performed this hand signal to Diddy as the spidermonkey walked by. Pit watched this unfold, mesmerized even though this incident is hardly mesmerizing at all.

"Secret code, huh?" smirked Pit. He was sold on the secret code, but everything else, he wasn't sold on yet. "Why not a secret handshake?"

"Already asked Zelda about that, apparently she's against any extravagant handshakes," stated Link. "She prefers high-fives, she doesn't understand the complex handshakes most people do nowadays."

"Zelda's against cool handshakes?! Man, she's even boring than the club itself!"

"You wanna take that back?!" Link whipped out his Master Sword, pointing it at Pit who cowered in fear. Pit had messed with the wrong guy!

"Yes I want to take it back, Zelda is the most awesome girl in the entire world, you should feel great to have her as a girlfriend!" Pit scampered out of the foyer, and Link placed his Master Sword back where it was.

Pit: So, so, so...Link and Zelda are starting a book club, and they invited Diddy Kong...why did they even bother inviting that dumb monkey in the first place, he thinks he can walk around in public wearing no pants! But when I do it, suddenly it's a big deal, and I get arrested for "disturbing the peace and mooning"! Screw all of them, I'm gonna start my own club, and it's gonna be legit!


Now back to Toon Link. Doctor Toadley had just finished his doctor appointment of sorts with the young Hylian, and was ready to go over the results.

"The condition of your common cold? Very serious," stated Toadley. He was always answering his own questions during the appointment, before Toon could even answer them, and this bothered the Hylian greatly. "What medication would I recommend?v Taxitol, this prescription right here." Toadley held up a prescription bottle, which read "Taxitol". Over-the-table prescription medicine? Toon Link is totally not fond of that!

"Do I really have to take prescription medicine?" moaned Toon Link. "Is there another way to cure my common cold?"

"Another way to cure your common cold? I am afraid not. But you'll need to take this medicine if you ever want to feel well again!"

Toadley placed the Taxitol on Toon Link's counter, and gathered all of his belongings - his periscope, clipboard, and crystal ball. Why he even owns a crystal ball, given his profession, is one of the many unsolved mysteries within the Mario universe. "Have a good day!"

Toadley exited Toon Link's room, and was immediately greeted by Bowser, who vigorously shook the toad's hand. He was a little shaken up by the handshake, and this was understandably due to his ridiculously small frame, at least compared to Bowser.

"Thank you so much for checking on Toon Link, Doctor Toadley!" thanked Bowser. "Unlike many others, I was worried sick about the kid's condition!" The irony of Bowser's statement is over 9000! It cannot be simply contained!

"Just doing my job..." replied Toadley, astonished that an evil dude like Bowser would be thanking him, let alone thanking him for having an appointment with one of the many brawlers the Koopa King doesn't even care about.

Bowser: Now is the time to initiate my master plan...I have called in Doctor Toadley to check on Toon Link, and I have used him as a catalyst for what I'm about to do next. My plan will follow through, I'm absolutely sure of it!


Bowser sneaked inside the library undetected, and saw Chrom sitting in a couch by himself, reading a book. And no, it wasn't Swordsman Weekly, in case you were assuming. Rather, Chrom is reading Lucina's diary, because what caring, protective father wouldn't do such a thing?

"Hey Chrom..." Bowser said to the Prince of Ylisse in a charming way, sneaking up behind him and massaging his shoulders. Chrom could easily tell who was massaging him, judging by the size of the hands and how strong these hands were, and when he realized it was Bowser, he started to feel concerned for his overall safety. Bowser doing something friendly for just about anybody was as rare as Grumpigs flying - in fact, they might be flying as of this moment!

"You are sure friendly today Bowser..." Chrom remarked as he looked out a nearby window, making sure that Grumpigs aren't in the sky flying about. No Grumpigs were in sight - maybe Abraham Lincoln is back from the dead!

"Who are you trying to kid buddy, I'm always this friendly!" Yeah, friendly to those who do and follow your bidding, like Shulk before he gained some sense and left your dumb lessons.

Chrom: Ever since I bought Bowser that "World's Best Dad" mug a long time ago, he has been much more appreciative of me. Holding the door open for me, sharing his leftovers from dinner, and even offered to mail letters to my folks in Ylisse. If he wasn't an evil fellow, and had a less grotesque appearance, I wouldn't be so unnerved by Bowser's amount of friendliness.

"Thank you for the shoulder massage, but I'm afraid I must leave," Chrom got up, Bowser's massaging greatly bugging out the Prince of Ylisse. But the Koopa King calmly him sat back down, and Chrom felt more unnerved than he should. Thankfully nobody in the library was paying attention to the scene...except for Villager.

"Bowser stop hurting Chrom, leave him alone!" the young lad yelled at Bowser, who was quickly offended. He's not hurting Chrom, he's actually being gentle for once!

"How am I hurting Chrom, I'm just giving him a wicked awesome shoulder massage!" retorted the Koopa King. "Shut your trap, boy!"

"I'm telling!" Villager ran out of the room. A while later, he came back with Peach, who gasped in horror as Bowser continued his somewhat soft and tender shoulder massage with Chrom. How dare an evil villain exhibit signs of calmness and serenity, he should be reprimanded for his actions at once!

"Bowser let go of Chrom this instant!" ordered Peach, ready to call Master Hand in if she has to resort to that option. "Stop hurting him!"

"Please, woman, I'm hardly hurting this guy!" stated Bowser. He should have known better than to initiate his "master plan" in a public space like the library, too many watching eyes looking at him - and now he has inadvertently acquired the attention of everyone in the library. "Isn't that right, Chrom?"

"Shoulders...are hurting..." the prince wheezed in pain, though Bowser didn't necessarily see this as a huge concern.

"See what I mean? It's not my fault Chrom is perpetually weak!"

"Bowser, I'm afraid you must leave the premises!" frowned Peach, acting very motherly in her reproach. "You have no right to be bothering Chrom!"

"No Peach, it's fine, I can muster through the pain..." assured Chrom, still wheezing. He didn't mind Bowser giving him shoulder massages - just as long as he softens his grip around his shoulder. If Bowser continues to exert his strength, Chrom's shoulder may very well be numb to the highest degree.

"Fine then, have it your way!" Bowser grumpily departed from the library, admitting defeat. He's not that unfamiliar in this territory - after all, he has lost to Mario (and Luigi) hundreds of times, you could make a history book about it. "Time to move my master plan to other areas of the mansion..." What is the Koopa King plotting?


Corrin was playing an arcade machine in the arcade room, playing a game of Space Invaders. He was so into the game, his eyes were literally glued to the screen, and he was physically unable to take his eyes away. You have seen this a lot with most hardcore gamers.

"Corrin you done yet?" Akira Yuki asked the prince, dying for his chance to play Space Invaders. He spent most of his time waiting by karate chopping random brawlers that entered the arcade. Surely they wouldn't mind Akira doing such a thing...at least until they report his actions to Master Hand. Akira would stop karate chopping then.

Corrin: I think I know why this Space Invaders arcade machine exists...it's a gift from the aliens! They sent it down to Earth as a learning tool for us humans to learn how to fend ourselves from any future alien invasion! Therefore, I must play this Space Invaders game until I reach my point of exhaustion, if I ever want to ready myself for any invasion threatening our precious planet!
Akira: Are you done with the arcade machine YET?! There's already a long line behind me!
Corrin: Excellent; we need all the help we can get if we ever want to protect ourselves from any alien invasion in sight!
Akira: Kid, you are practically insane...

"Corrin I have a favor to ask-a of you!" Mario frantically ran into the arcade room, plowing through the line of brawlers waiting to play Space Invaders - Akira, Roy, Lloyd, Yoshi, and Captain Falcon - just to get to the prince.

"Not now, Mario, I am in a fight for humanity!" replied Corrin, nearly completing the game and his eyes still glued to the screen. If he's that much addicted to Space Invaders, who knows what playing Call of Duty will do to him...

"We have-a no time for this 'fight for humanity'!" Mario pulled out the plug to the Space Invaders arcade machine, and Corrin looked absolutely devastated. How is he able to prepare himself for an alien invasion now?

"Mario, you incoherent fool! Because of you unplugging the arcade machine, us humans will not be able to assemble ourselves for a future alien attack!"

"Um Corrin, I'm not a human..." Yoshi pointed out. He didn't like being left out, not being a part of things. Hence the reason why he joined the knitting club!

"We have more-a serious - and realistic - matters on-a our hands!" frowned Mario. "Falco has-a challenged me to a base-a ball game, and I must put together a team-a that can beat him in a baseball game! You seem like the perfect-a fit for my team! In-a fact, you're all perfect fits!"

"Me on a baseball team?" scoffed Captain Falcon, overly confident in his baseball abilities. In addition to being a race car driver, Falcon is quite the athlete. "You should be enlightened to know that in my heydays at high school, I was the strongest batter on my..."

"I would be more than glad to be a part of your baseball team!" Akira said to Mario, cutting off Captain Falcon and angering the driver in the process. Had it been a woman like Samus or Bayonetta, Falcon wouldn't have a problem with it, given that they cut him off ninety percent of the time when he tries to ask them out. But Akira Yuki interjecting him? Some retribution is coming later.

Captain Falcon: No one, and I mean NO ONE, cuts off the mighty Captain Falcon and expects to get away with it! (Unless it's a woman.) The next person who dares to interrupt me will face the mighty fury, of a Falcon...PUUUUN...aw man, cramp, cramp! *grabs his arm in pain*

"When shall we get started?" Akira continued. "Who is playing what position? I feel that I should be the designated hitter, because of my immense strength!"

"You're not as strong as you make yourself out to be..." Lloyd rolled his eyes at Akira. The karate master put the swordsman in a Full Nelson - just because Akira does a lot of karate moves doesn't mean he's incapable of performing some wrestling maneuvers every now and then. "Okay, okay, I get it, you're the strongest dude I know!" Akira released his hold on Lloyd, dropping him to the floor.

"Meet-a me in the backyard at-a 2 P.M. sharp," ordered Mario. "Make sure your bodies are-a well conditioned before we meet!"


Cloud and Mr. Game & Watch were busy searching for Luma so they could bring her back to Rosalina. While Game & Watch cared about the task at hand, Cloud certainly didn't - this whole search was cutting into his free time. Then again, his free time is mostly slacker stuff, so it's great to help out others every now and then.

"Last time Rosalina said she was with Luma, she was reading magazines in her room," Cloud recounted what Rosalina had told him. "Let's go to her room, and see if we can find any clues there."

So the unlikely duo of Cloud and Mr. Game & Watch went to Rosalina's room, and were shocked to see what was on the floor. It was...a dumbbell! Why on earth is a dumbbell in Rosalina's room? Does she do weight-lifting during night hours, when she won't be questioned?

"Aha, finally found my dumbbell!" Ryu came into the room, and picked up his dumbbell off the floor. Cloud and Game & Watch looked at him questionably, wondering why a workout warrior like Ryu had one of his equipment in Rosalina's room. "Can an honest man work out outside of the fitness center?!"

Ryu: A great fighter cannot work out and work on his craft in the same place forever - every now and then, he has to mix things up as a way to explore his tastes and understand his limitations! I have tried working out in the rooms of several different brawlers, since I value company, and my initial efforts were not successful. Wario's room was too messy for my tastes, Fox's room was loud and noisy, and Duck Hunt Dog's room...why does that mutt even have a room in the first place? Rosalina's room was the only place where I could find solace and peace, and I commend the star lady for keeping it that way!...Yes, I call Rosalina the star lady, you got a problem with that bub?!

"If you excuse me gentlemen, I must run around the mansion for two hours, or until I become bitterly exhausted - whichever one comes first!" Ryu said as he departed from Rosalina's room, dumbbell in hand. Cloud and Mr. Game & Watch looked at him curiously, wondering why he picked Rosalina's room of all places to exercise.

"We better keep a close eye on Ryu, he might be more suspicious than we expect," stated Cloud. "Let's continue our search!"


After learning of Link's and Zelda's club, Pit set out to start a club of his own - a club that will trump the Hylian's club. His plan was to have Viridi be the first member, but his plan was instantly derailed when...

"Hi Pit, care to join us?" the goddess of nature asked her love interest, sitting in Zelda's room, where the Intelligent Scholars Club meets. In addition to Link, Zelda, Diddy Kong, and Viridi, Meta Knight, Tails, Isabelle, Lucas, and Proto Man were all in attendance - gathered around for some good ol' reading.

"You...you traitor!" Pit pointed at Viridi accusingly, shaking his arm in bitter disgust. "Why would you join these fools?!"

"C'mon, Pit you're overreacting," frowned Zelda. Link had told the princess about how Pit felt about the Intelligent Scholars Club, and Zelda knew the angel wouldn't join the club anyways - Pit doesn't have the attention span to pay attention and the intelligence to understand what he's reading.

Viridi: For a reason I cannot understand, Pit despises reading of any kind! I tried to get him to read one of the Twilight books, but he complained about the book being "overly romantic". So I gave him something simpler to read, "The Little Engine That Could", and he said that it was kiddy and childish. My last resort was to get him to read a Sports Illustrated magazine, and do you want to know what his complaint was? "Hey Viridi, where are all the sports pictures and stuff? I wanna see pictures, not some lame sports stories that make no sense!" I love Pit to death, but I wish there were some things he would enjoy doing...

"You are dead to me!" Pit angrily stomped away from Zelda's room. Now that his girlfriend "betrayed" him, what will the angel do?

"Just ignore him, Viridi," assured Diddy Kong. "Pit will eventually get over it...I hope."


Inside the computer room, Wolf was working tirelessly on his horror movie, entitled Trapped. Not the best horror movie title out there, but it's better than not having a title and struggling to come up with one.

While Wolf was working, Bowser entered the computer room and applied the procedure he did on Chrom to Wolf - he massaged the space pilot's shoulders.

"Bowser you're starting to creep me out..." an afraid Wolf stated. Hard not to tell it was Bowser's hands touching him.

"Ha ha ha, who are you trying to kid?" chuckled Bowser, playing his friendly, outgoing persona to utter perfection. "I'm not creeping you out - it's not like I'm in your horror film, which is gonna be EPIC!"

"You're rarely this friendly around others...you haven't been doing any drugs lately, haven't you?"

"Who, me?" Bowser followed up with some more seemingly faux laughter, and Wolf shuddered in fear. "I may be evil, but I'm not evil enough to do any drugs! That came out so wrong...anyway, I just wanted to thank you for including me in your movie as an extra! Bet I did a good job, didn't I? Please tell me my name will be listed in the credits!"

"Yeah we'll see about that..." Wolf rolled his eyes. Extras in movies, and TV shows for that matter, rarely have their names included in credit screens - Bowser is just trying to fuel his villainous ego in the littlest ways possible.

Ludwig: Extras are supposed to have the easiest acting jobs in the world, am I right? The director gives you a simple role to do, and all you have to do is act it out, nothing more and nothing less! But Father was horrible as an extra - whenever Wolf yells out "ACTION!" to start a scene, Father would flinch at the last minute when he's supposed to play dead, disrupting the scene and forcing me, Lucina, and Donkey Kong to start all over! And don't even get me started on K.K. Slider...if it weren't for Donkey Kong, we would have restarted the same scene in the gaming room for the nineteenth time!

"Bowser...what on earth are you doing to Wolf?" MegaMan .EXE interrogated Bowser. This was the second time the Koopa King was being interrogated, and he had enough of it.

"Can a honest man give a fellow brawler a shoulder message?" retorted Bowser. "Evil dudes like myself can't act evil all the time. I wanna be friendly too!"

"I would appreciate it if you did that in a less...weird way." .EXE noticed Wolf's visage, and the wolf was twitching his eyes; the torment he's receiving may cause him to lash out against Bowser - and he did just that!

"ENOUGH!" Wolf leaped out of his chair and tackled Bowser to the ground, pointing his ray gun at him. Bowser did a puppy face, but it didn't work - and it won't ever work with the grotesque face he has. So he had to resort to another option.

"Let's hug it out, if it makes you feel any better," Bowser spread out his arms, expecting Wolf to hug him. But the wolf slowly got up, and backed away from Bowser as much as possible, until he was near the window of the computer room. "Fine then, I'll just hug .EXE instead!" The Koopa King got up, and .EXE got on the offensive, He ran away from Bowser, who was chasing him trying to give him a hug.

"Quit it, man!" .EXE yelled as he ran from Bowser. Wolf quietly tip-toed out of the computer room, and ran for safety.


Corrin, Akira, Yoshi, Gil, Captain Falcon, and Lloyd all met with Mario and Luigi in the mansion's backyard, just as they were told to do. Corrin had a hard time finding the backyard - he was in the front yard, in the far back assuming that it was the "backyard", but Captain Falcon thankfully led him to the right place.

"Yoshi why did-a you bring them with-a you?" Mario asked the dinosaur, who brought his buddies from the knitting club - Ashley, Toad, and Pac-Man - to the backyard.

"Thought we might need some backup!" replied Yoshi. He told his knitting club pals that he wanted to knit a baseball quilt, in the mansion's backyard...dude played them for keeps!

Pac-Man: Ah, feels great to be outside in the fresh, warm air, in the backyard having fun again...granted I'm still with those knitting losers, but I'll take some outdoors any day of the week...

"Let's-a see who's playing what position..." Luigi pulled out a list of names, adding Ashley's, Toad's, and Pac-Man's names to said list. "Akira is the designated-a hitter, Corrin is the first base-a man, Lloyd is the center fielder, Gil is the third-a baseman, Captain Falcon is-a the shortshop, Mario is the second-a baseman, Yoshi is the relief/closing pitcher, I'm-a the starting pitcher, Toad will-a be the catcher, Ashley will be the left-a fielder, and Pac-a Man will be the right fielder. So that evens everything out!"

"Why is-a Yoshi the relief AND closing pitcher?" questioned Mario. He should have known better than to do the list himself rather than letting Luigi do it, because he's the team's unofficial captain - his superiority complex is working against him.

"Yoshi as the relief-a pitcher is good, he'll-a enter the game if I'm-a struggling and take the pressure off-a of me."

"Then why-a is he the closing pitcher?" Everyone else impatiently tapped their foot, anticipating Mario to shut his yap.

"As a closing pitcher, Yoshi won't-a enter the game until we're up-a big, he'll keep the lead-a intact!"

"...So why is he the relief pitcher?" Yoshi is playing two positions due to a lack of players; is that so hard of a concept for Mario to grasp.

"I see you have already assembled your team!" Falco approached Mario, accompanied by Fox. Mario turned around in a jiffy, glaring down his temporary nemesis. "Wanna know who's on MY team? Me, Fox, Little Mac, Doc Louis, Knuckles, Shulk, Mewtwo, Ike, Ness, and Lucario! I got the best team in town, and you're stuck with a bunch of scrubs!"

"Scrubs?" Mario scoffed. "Just you wait-a and see Falco, we are gonna kick-a your butts and send your team-a into oblivion!" Mario's teammates rolled their eyes at their leader, believing he was greatly over-exaggerating. Already he was creating lofty expectations that none of them might reach.

"Heh heh, we'll see about that," Fox said coolly, unfazed by Mario's poor attempts to bolster his team's lack of confidence. Only Mario, Akira and Captain Falcon felt pretty comfortable about their chances of winning; everyone else was either "meh" or didn't care that much. "See you later during the game - better be ready to take that L!"

"If that's-a what you think..."


Pit organized his club - the Planking Club - and went about in the mansion, asking people to join his dumb club. (Any club that revolves around the concept of planking is an immediate red flag. Nobody would want to plank all day long.) Gathered together with Pit in Toon Link's room was Toon Link, Kirby, Wario, Mega Man, Zero, Snake, Olimar, and King K. Rool. How he assembled together such an odd group of characters, nobody will ever understand. Then again, Masahiro Sakurai is a freaking expert at doing such a thing.

"Welcome everyone to the Planking Club!" Pit exclaimed happily. Kirby was the only individual that responded happily, showing a smile - everybody else began to question themselves for even joining this club. It will probably be one of the worst decisions each person has made. "Before we start things off, let's have an icebreaker moment, starting with Wario...So, Wario, why did you join this lovely club?"

"Because you told me you would pay me to join!" replied Wario. "Why in fact, you told us all you would pay us if we join! Where's our money?!"

Wario: Does that dumb angel Pit not know that I need money to live? I bathe in money, I sleep with money, I even use money as freaking toilet tissue for crying out loud! If I were to lose all of my money and go bankrupt, how will I ever use the bathroom again?

Mega Man: Honestly I'm not here for the money, I'm just "investigating" to see how Pit will handle things as the leader of the club. After all, the only thing that is required of us is "being physically enabled to plank", so it honestly can't be that hard of a job for Pit.

"All the financial stuff will come later, after we finish our planking duties!" assured Pit. "Hold your horses!" Wario grumpily folded his arms; the fatso better get his money real quick, otherwise he'll leave Pit's club - although he won't even regret doing that. "Now that Wario has completely ruined the icebreaker activity, does anyone have any questions?"

"Why do we have to meet in here when I'm sick?" asked Toon Link. The young Hylian is still suffering from the common cold, and is still in his bed, just as Dr. Toadley told him to do.

"You're not that sick, Dr. Toadley is just exaggerating your ailments." Pit's assertion was quickly negated when Toon Link sneezed loudly, getting snot and mucus all over his cover sheets. "See what I mean, if you were really sick, you would have gotten snot and mucus covering this entire room!"

"He's still contagious, we can still catch the common cold if we're within his vicinity," Snake pointed out.

"Maybe you'll catch the cold, since your immune system is out of whack due to your old age, but we won't get sick!" Immune system out of whack because of old age...was Pit's statement medically correct?! "Now, first order of business...where do you guys wanna plank first?"

"Preferably a place where we won't get ridiculed and exiled," suggested Olimar. His Pikmin were present, ready to perform some intense planking.

"A place where we won't get ridiculed and exiled..." Pit stroked his chin, thinking of a place that meets the qualifications. A room popped in his head. "Off to the beauty salon!"

Everyone except for Pit and Kirby rolled their eyes; male brawlers are rarely allowed inside the beauty salon, what possibly made Pit think planking there would be such a great idea?


"All of a sudden, on my way out to the lobby, I got old Jane Gallagher on the brain again," Diddy Kong read dramatically, as if he was narrating an action movie trailer, in the Intelligent Scholars Club. The club members were reading the eleventh chapter of The Catcher in the Rye - a true masterpiece and embodiment of teenage angst and alienation. A lot of quotes from this novel are used in Tumblr posts to this day. "I got her on, and I couldn't get her off. I sat down in this vomity-looking chair in the lobby and thought about her and Stradlater sitting in that..." Diddy is starting to hesitate. "In that..."

"Go on..." said Zelda, the founder and co-leader of the Intelligent Scholars Club.

"This stuff always happen when I get a chance to read!" Diddy Kong furiously threw his book down on the floor and buried his face in his hands. Why is Diddy Kong so frustrated? Read the first bit of chapter eleven of The Catcher in the Rye and you'll might understand why.

Diddy Kong: Viridi and Lucas and the others think they got it good, reading their portions and all that good stuff...and when it's my turn to read, I get a stinking curse word! Boy if I have to read another curse word, then I'm gonna...*cools down* Told Zelda we should have read Cat in the Hat instead...

"Sorry to interrupt your reading everyone," Cloud poked his head through the door of Zelda's room. Mr. Game & Watch stood by the swordsman's side outside the door, serving as a faux bodyguard. Like anyone would want to mess with a guy like Cloud... "Rosalina has told me and Game & Watch that Luma has gone missing, and she tasked us in finding her. Anyone know where Luma might be?"

"Well I haven't seen Luma...but I've heard her!" stated Link, garnering intrigue from Cloud. The mystery case is beginning to move in the right direction. "Heard her voice from upstairs, she was all like, 'SOMEBODY IS ABOUT TO EAT ME, HELP ME SOMEBODY PLEASE!'" Link had said this in a girly voice, giving him strange looks from everyone. "...But that's all I heard."

"Come with me, and we'll discuss some more about Luma's potential whereabouts. This is just only the beginning..."

"None of you ever heard that..." Link warned the club members concerning his girly impersonation of Luma as he exited the room. But as he exited, Proto Man smirked as he placed a recorder in a pocket compartment...ooh, that sneaky robot!

"Heh heh heh..." he chuckled silently. Who knows what use Proto Man will make of that embarrassing sound clip of Link...


It was now time for the baseball game between Mario's team and Falco's team to commence. Not that many people were in attendance, though. This is just a matter of bragging rights.

"Jiggly Jigglypuff!" Jigglypuff cheered, waving her victory flag in the air for whatever reason.

"Pika pika!" Pikachu cheered, mainly rooting for Falco. He would root for Mario and his team, but he still has bad memories about what the plumber nearly done to him back in episode 8.

In addition to Pikachu and Jigglypuff, Master Hand and Sonic were also in attendance. Master Hand rested on the ground, while Sonic massaged his index finger. To say the hedgehog loathed massaging Master Hand would be an incredible understatement.

"After the conclusion of this game, I want you to massage my feet!" Master Hand told Sonic, although he's just a mere hand.

"But you don't even have any..." Sonic began, before groaning and ceasing what he just said. "Never mind, I'll massage whatever you want me to massage." Backtalking Master Hand would not be a very wise proposition.

Sonic: Could have been playing in the baseball game, but apparently I'm stuck massaging Master Hand, which is the most boring and tedious task in the world! I knew I should have given the responsibility of planning that celebration for Zelda to Lucas, Ryu did say the kid makes for the perfect fall guy!

Throwing the first pitch was Little Mac, the pitcher for Falco's team. Mario's team was batting first, given the distinction by Falco "as an act of utter sympathy". Up to plate batting first was Gil, the leadoff hitter."

"Swing-a with all your might!" Mario yelled out to Gil from the bench. Only person sitting with him was Luigi - practically everyone else on the team alienated themselves from the plumber.

Little Mac threw out the first pitch, and got a strike, as called by the empire, the Flying Man. The boxer then threw another pitch, a fastball, and got another strike, strike two. Little Mac threw a curveball this time, and struck out Gil.

"Oh yeah, let's go Little Mac!" Fox cheered, clapping his hands from center field. Mario facepalmed; even though it was early, it was gonna be a long game for Mario's team.


Bowser confidently walked through the hallways, searching for the next person to either hug or massage their shoulders. Victims a many have suffered from the Koopa King's profound and strange acts of happiness, and a new victim was afoot - Bowser found a depressed Rosalina sitting by herself in the lounge.

"You look like you could use a hug right about now!" Bowser approached the "star lady", as Ryu calls her, greeting her with open arms.

"Go away Bowser, I don't want any hugs from you," responded Rosalina, looking down at the floor. Life without Luma has been pretty rough on her.

"Then I'll just massage your shoulders," Bowser stepped behind the chair Rosalina was sitting in and massaged her shoulder. Rosalina suddenly broke down into tears. "What, am I pressing too hard? Let's see if I can ease up a little!"

So Bowser applied less strength, and Rosalina still sobbed. What could the Koopa King be doing wrong?

"Leave her alone Bowser, she's clearly upset," said Samus, who was quietly using an iPad in a corner of the lounge. It takes a lot of endurance from her to ignore everything going on around her. "How about you go give your hugs and shoulder massages somewhere else?"

Samus: Eh, Rosalina can live without Luma at her side, Luma isn't that big of a deal anyway. I wouldn't care one bit if Luma was dead, to be brutally honest with you...And yes, I wouldn't care the same way for everyone else in this mansion if they were dead, too. That even goes for people like Isabelle.

"She's upset because she's spending loads of time in this mansion and desires to see some daylight!" assumed Bowser, not thinking one bit about Luma's whereabouts. He picked up Rosalina, carrying her in his giant arms, and ran out of the lounge.

"Where are you taking me?!" frowned Rosalina. "Put me down this instant!" Samus could only shake her head...


The baseball game was now in the bottom of the second inning, with Falco's team up 2-0. Luigi was pitching, and boy was he nervous - his legs were trembling, sweat was running down his face like a waterfall, and his heart rate was off the charts. At bat was Mewtwo, ready for the pitch.

"Today would be nice, Luigi," the psychic Pokemon said impatiently. The plumber threw the baseball with all his might, and Mewtwo hit it, sending a line drive to center field. While Lloyd just stared at the baseball lying in the grass, Mewtwo had reached first base, and then second base. Ashley groaned and ran from right field to center field, grabbing the baseball and throwing it over to third base, where Gil was; Mewtwo had reached third base during that time frame.

"Lloyd, you-a idiot, you gave-a up a triple!" Mario scolded Lloyd, who had came to his senses. Apparently he was daydreaming, and you can't have that when you're playing defense in the open field.

"Oh sorry..." apologized Lloyd. "Can I get a do-over?" Mario shook his head, facepalming.

Next up to the batter's plate was Shulk, chewing some baseball gum (which is really regular gum, it doesn't taste like an actual baseball, for that would be disgusting). Luigi threw out the pitch, and Shulk, using his vision, hit the baseball with perfect timing. The baseball flew out of the backyard, resulting in a home run. Falco's team was now up 4-0, and Mario was appalled by the score.

"If nobody's gonna fetch the baseball, then I'll retrieve it!" said Sonic, about to make a running start, before Master Hand grumbled and tapped his fingers impatiently. "The things I have to do around here..." Sonic angrily returned to his hand massaging session.


Link guided Cloud and Mr. Game & Watch to the staircase of the fourth floor, where the Hylian had heard Luma's cries for help.

"I was thinking to myself at this very spot when I heard Luma," explained Link. "When I went upstairs to investigate, I was rudely shoved down the stairs and hit my head. Could hardly make out the fellow that shoved me..."

"Whoever he is, he's gonna pay dearly..." said Cloud. With Link's story, the swordsman can now find a way to solve the mystery once and for all.

Link: What was I thinking about? You know, just thinking about Zelda, and how lovely she is, and how I plan on marrying her in the near future...I repeat, IN THE NEAR FUTURE, not soon. Don't be getting any ideas...

"Can you at least try and make out who the guy that shoved you was?" asked Cloud, trying to get closer to the mystery's climax.

"He was big...and had huge arms...and he might have had sharp teeth..." Link did his best to make out the perpatrator.

"That sounds like Bowser..." Cloud stroke his chin before coming to a forgone conclusion. "Maybe it was Bowser! We better go look for him!"

"You said you're looking for Bowser?" Young Link appeared, wielding his ocarina. A great hero of fate always has to practice his instruments, especially if his instruments have life-saving complications. "I just saw him running with Rosalina, vowing to take her outside."

"So it was Bowser! We have no time to waste!"


Back to the baseball game - which was now halted. The game is halted for two reasons - one, Falco's team is up 11-0, and a chance for Mario's team to make a comeback are very, very slim, and two...Pit and the rest of the Planking Club was planking all over the grass, thereby interrupting the game. (Toon Link wasn't present, however, he has to stay in the bed according to Doctor Toadley's orders.) All the players had to watch the club members plank on the ground.

"Isn't this fun, you guys?" exclaimed Pit, his voice muffled by the ground. The club members except for Kirby grumbled, their precious leisure time wasted by Pit's insanity.

"In case you guys weren't aware, we have a baseball game to finish up," stated Lucario, with his hands on his hips. Even he knew that a comeback by Mario's team would be out of reach.

"I brought some refreshments!" Palutena appeared, carrying a plate of cupcakes. Pit sprung up from the ground, delighted to see the treats in Palutena's hand.

"About time!" Pit grabbed a few cupcakes and scarfed them down his mouth like he was a speed eater. "Hey you guys, Palutena brought cupcakes!" Nobody else shared Pit's excitement...well, except for Kirby, who helped himself with some cupcakes. That puffball cannot resist the presence of food.

Kirby: *hands out a half-eaten cupcake to the cameraman, who refuses several times*

"That's great and all, but when do we get paid?" Wario asked, lifting up his head. He also spat out some dirt that got inside his mouth; evidently he was planking too hard.

"No way I'm paying you guys, I just made up the whole paying thing just to get you guys to join my club!" stated Pit. Wario angrily got up and strangled Pit; Akira and Fox had to restrain him.

"Let me at him, let me at him!" Rool went to go strangle him, but he was restrained as well. Then Bowser ran into the open field with Rosalina, and placed her gently on the ground.

"Finally free!" exclaimed the Koopa King. "Doesn't it feel great to be in the lovely outdoors?"

"I was outdoors yesterday..." stated Rosalina. She was tending to the mansion's front lawn the other day, for she felt that it was in a dire need of maintenance. A great front lawn makes a great home! "Can I please go back inside now?"

"Why has the baseball game ceased?" questioned Ryu, who was still running laps around the mansion. He had come by to see how both teams were doing. "Don't tell me the game was over that quickly!"

"Attention everyone!" yelled Cloud, who arrived at the scene with Link and Mr. Game & Watch. "I don't know if any of you were aware, but Luma...has gone missing!" Everyone gasped - everyone except for Ryu and a couple of others, who were feeling guilty. "After much investigation, Mr. Game & Watch, Link, and I have come to the conclusion...that Bowser ate Luma!"

"You wouldn't dare to do such a thing!" Rosalina scolded the Koopa King, who looked around in a state of confusion. Everybody was glaring at him; not the type of situation Bowser didn't want to find himself in.

"I never ate Luma, honest!" pleaded Bowser. "She wouldn't even taste that great to begin with!"

All of a sudden, a whistle. Proto Man warped down from the sky, holding the recorder he used to sneakily record Link.

"Before we start throwing accusations left and right, let's see who the real offender is..." said the robot, playing the recorder. Link's vocal impersonation of Luma played, and everyone was laughing - except for Link, whose cheeks were turning red out of embarrassment.

Link: Remind me to destroy that recorder soon...

Of all the people present, Rool was laughing the hardest - so hard, that he regurgitated Luma. The star being landed in the hands of Rosalina, and although she was covered in bodily fluids, Rosalina didn't seem to care one bit.

"Luma, you're okay!" Rosalina embraced with Luma, the two reunited in perfect unity. Such a sweet, touching moment... "How on earth did you end up in King K. Rool's stomach?"

"Well mama, it all started...in your room," Luma began. "We were reading those magazines of yours, while Ryu was working out tirelessly. When you left to go use the bathroom, Ryu told me how I was able to keep you and him in a peaceful state, and so he tried to take me to another part of the mansion so he could work out in peace! And then he was stopped by Fox and Falco, who had told him that they wanted to use me as a mixtape cover for Little Mac's mixtape. So Ryu gave me up to the two, and I was taken to the Star Records room, and I was left all by myself in that room. Rool entered the room a while later, said he wanted a meal to devour...and that's when he ate me!"

"And I had witnessed it too, though I wasn't in the mood of busting anyone," added Proto Man. Ryu, Fox, Falco, and Rool were all holding their heads in shame.

"Looks like I gotta deal out some punishments again!" exclaimed Master Hand, feeling the need to satisfy his hunger for dealing out punishments. "Ryu, Fox, Falco, and Rool, the four of you report to my room at once. And Little Mac...please pick a different idea for your mixtape cover, will ya?"

"You can always have chocolate as your mixtape cover," Doc Louis nudged his protege, who obviously didn't buy his idea.

"Your obsession with chocolate knows no bounds..." Little Mac shook his head.


Later that day, in the foyer, Zelda was taking down flyers for her club, seeing that she already had an ample amount of club members. Rosalina approached her, holding Luma dearly in her arms.

"I have heard that Luma went missing, and Proto Man helped you get her back," Zelda told Rosalina, taking down the last of the flyers.

"I owe Proto Man a great amount of gratitude," responded Rosalina. "If it wasn't for him...I don't know what I would have done."

"You guys had a baseball game without me?" Pit whined to Mario, following after the plumber in the foyer. Now that he thunk of it, starting a Planking Club totally wasn't worth it, especially due to the fact that he got a black eye for not paying Wario, which led to him fully disbanding the club for good. You don't tell that fatso you're gonna pay him and expect to get away unscathed if you're unable to be a man of your word. He values money more than he values life essentials such as food and clothing, and that's extremely unhealthy!

"Yeah, we lost-a badly, so having you in our-a lineup wouldn't have made such a big difference," replied Mario. "But if we have another base-a ball game, I'll make sure-a to ask you."

And with that, Mario continued on his merry way, leaving Pit behind. The angel turned around...and saw Viridi, holding" a book in her hands. Pit instantly feared for the worst; reading is his Achilles heel.

"It's never too late to join the club, Pitty!" the goddess of nature grinned. Pit ran away screaming, with Viridi hot on his heels.

"Get that wretched book away from me, I beg of you!" C'mon now, Pit, it can't hard to be a part of clubs - it's a great way to fit in.