Author's Note:

Super Bowl is fastly approaching, coming on February 4th. Fingers crossed that the Eagles win...but we know who's really taking it home on Sunday. Time to answer some guest reviews:

"Will the Advance Wars:Days of Ruin characters show up along side the rest of the Advance Wars cast? Will we see Cipher or Team Snagem try and turn the Ultra Beasts into Shadow Pokemon? Is there gonna be a Dark Souls chapter in the near future? And finally, can you also include the characters from Tales of Destiny 1 and 2, Tales of Eternia, Tales of Rebirth, and Tales of Phantasia?"

Sure, why not? Maybe. Don't know about a Dark Souls chapter. And I suppose I can include some more Tales characters...I suppose. Here is another anonymous review:

"1. Could we see another venture to other countries, such as Australia or Canada
some more Lucas, a return of the self defence

joke of harambe
4. Something similar to The Amazing World Of Gumball, the episode where Richard gets a job and upsets the cosmic balance, could be done, bowser stops Pranking,
5. Dedede gets healthier, Lucas stops being afraid
6. Maybe a return of the reversal episode, everyone is switched around again.

1. Expect to see the residents travel to Kora for the Olympics soon.
2. Lucas' self-defense was a highly received thing, wasn't it? I guess I can bring it back, for one more chapter.
3. I'm afraid the Harambe running joke is officially dead.
4. I should do something like that in the future.
5. I should do those things as well.
6. You're talking about the Switcheroo chapter, right? Hmm...

One last anonymous review:

"hey i was wondering if you could do a chapter where mario gets sucked into the super mario bros wii video game and he has to beat the game to get out and while thats happening kirby and pit manipulate some gulible people into doing their bidding"

Would I do a chapter like this? Maybe. Should I do a chapter like this? More likely than not. At last, Derick Lindsey:

"One thing I don't understand was that you said that Little Mac switched between 7 teams ever since this fanfic started but this started in 2015 so wouldn't Little Mac have only switched between 3 or 4 teams?"

Should have mentioned that Little Mac was also changing basketball teams as well. Then again, Little Mac also likes hockey and baseball as well...so that number might be a little low. Moreover:

"I forgot does Silver have a crush on Blaze in this? Because I want to see if you make Silver and Tails get tricked into fighting each other by someone for their own personal gain like Knuckles and Shadow did over Rouge."

Silver does have a crush on Blaze, but I won't have a Silver vs Tails thing, with both guys fighting for Blaze's affection. However, that won't stop me from revisiting a past love triangle...oh, and one more review, from J300:

1. Will Berkut get married or propose to Rinea anytime soon?
2. Will there be a return of the Kltra Recon Squad?
3. Could Birdo, Tharja from Fire Emblem Awakening, and Rhajaat from Fire Emblem Fates team up to capture their lovers, with everyone else from Straight Fiyah (Chrom would only come because someone (you pick) would pay him money.
4. Also, who is your favorite video game

1. I'm planning on having Berkut and Rinea married this year.
2. Ultra Recon Squad will return.
3. I actually have something different in mind...you'll see eventually.
4. My favorite video game would be either Kingdom Hearts II or Super Mario Galaxy...although Breath of the Wild might be my new favorite soon.


Episode 111: UnderSiege

Super Bowl LII was fastly approaching, two days until the big game in Minneapolis, Minnesota. The stakes were set, with the two participating teams vying for a Lombardi trophy.

It was a classic rematch - on one side, you had the New England Patriots, a dominant team looking to add a record-tying sixth Super Bowl trophy to their glorious collection. On the other side, you had the Philadelphia Eagles, a hard-nosed team who has been underrated and overlooked throughout the majority of the playoffs. Something had to give.

Like many others throughout America, Mario was getting prepared for the big game by decorating his living room. The mustached plumber was going to spend the entire Super Bowl on his couch, eating junk food and yelling at the referees on television, leaving his wife Peach with no choice but to either accept Mario's choice of lounging around, or watch the game with him. Might as well be the latter, as Peach was never a football fan, let alone a sports fan in general.

"This living room is looking mighty fine for the big game!" Cappy informed Mario, who was putting on the finishing touches on his living room. This year would be Mario's first year hosting a Super Bowl party at his own home, and he was excited about inviting his friends over...though Bowser was nowhere to be found on his guest list. "This Sunday should be an absolute ripper!"

Mario: Because I'm a New York-a Giants fan, I must root-a against the Eagles, by principle. No matter how far they go in-a the playoffs. Here's hoping the Eagles trophy case-a will forever be empty!

Sonic: Around the beginning of the season, I commented about how sad it would be if a 40-year old quarterback went ham and made another run to the Super Bowl...and here we are now. Out of my earnest sympathy for the NFL, I hope that the Eagles win. Would be a bad look for the league if that geezer Tom Brady hoisted another trophy, instead of some young up-and-coming QB.

Corrin: My heart is forever with Emperor Palpatine, and therefore I must root for the Patriots to win. Then Palpatine, with his sixth Super Bowl victory, will proclaim that his dominance on earth has come to an end, saying that he has learned much about the planet and then he'll return to his space lair, vowing to destroy earth once and for all!...or he can just destroy the Jedi forces. Whichever works best for him.

King Dedede: I'm only basing my Super Bowl pick based upon which team has the hottest cheerleaders. After doing extensive research, I have decided to go with the Eagles for the win. But my money is on the halftime show, with Justin Timberlake...would be unfortunate if we had another "wardrobe malfunction"... *smiles creepily*

Cortex: Why should I even bother to pick the winner for the Super Bowl? My predictions are always wrong 100% of the time...maybe I should just stop picking against the Patriots. That might change my fortune!

Fox: I would pick the Patriots to win, but that has become too mainstream. And I would pick against the Patriots to win, but that has become just as mainstream as hating on the Pats, I'm afraid. So I predict that this Super Bowl ends in a draw, for the first time ever.

Mewtwo: You want me to look into the future and find out which team wins the Super Bowl? Don't ever recall you peons wanting to take advantage of my psychic abilities like this before... *closes his eyes* Yes, I can see it now...the team that wins the Super Bowl...is the team that scores the most points. Bet you didn't see that coming, did you?

"Luigi has told-a me that he's not in the mood-a to host his own-a Super Bowl party, so I expect him-a and Daisy to be coming over for the game," Mario explained to Cappy, as he tied some balloons and hanged them around his living room. They were blue, green, red, and black in color. "And maybe Yuffie, though I'll kick-a her out if she eats-a up all the party food."

"I saw Yuffie last night sneak into your house and eat your cinnamon rolls, so you should definitely keep a close eye on her," stated Cappy, leading Mario to glare at him. Some bodyguard Cappy was supposed to be. "Why are you looking at me like that, you're acting like I was supposed to stop her!"

A knock was at the front door; Mario anticipated that it was a visitor from the mansion. The plumber would stop decorating, and went to go open the front door, seeing his nemesis Bowser with his arms behind his back. The koopa king looked down at Mario, before shaking his head.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Bowser continued shaking his head, as Mario wondered what he did so that made Bowser so disappointed. "I'm just flat-out disappointed in you, Mario. Do you even know what tomorrow marks the one year anniversary of?"

"Are you talking about my victory over Sonic's-a team in that backyard foot-a ball game?" inquired Mario, remembering fondly the backyard football he had. And the whole deflated football drama that accompanied it shortly thereafter. "Our should-a I say, our victory over Sonic's team. There's no I in-a team!"

"Yeah, well, that has yet to be scientifically and theoretically proven, so that saying carries no truth. But that's not really what I'm here for. You remember when Sonic accused you of deflating the football, and you needed those teenage investigators to bail you out?"

"I do remember what-a happened. Sonic was totally in the wrong-a for that. Being nothing but a sore-a loser. But what-a are you getting at, Bowser?"

"What I'm trying to say is that you've let Sonic off the hook for what he did. Ask yourself, has Sonic ever apologized to you?" Mario thought long and hard about this - has Sonic ever apologized to Mario at all? "I mean, deflating footballs is a pretty big deal - look at all the news and attention it brought to the NFL when Tom Brady did it. Granted, those footballs may not have been deflated, and the NFL possibly revved up that Deflategate thing just to remain in the 24/7 news cycle, for the clicks and headlines...but that's beside the point. Sonic was never punished - by you or Master Hand - for what he did, and you must fix that, pronto!"

"But how can I fix-a it?" Good thing Bowser knew the answer, as he leaned into towards Mario to whisper into his ear. Whatever the koopa king had in mind, it may not be good...

"Give Sonic a piece of your mind by beating him up," Bowser whispered into Mario's ear, as he began to smile deviously. "Of course, you could beat him by yourself, but that would be too easy. So why not have a whole bunch of guys help you beat Sonic, to make things more challenging? Like you said, there's no I in team...and a beating up Sonic by yourself, that would be too selfish!"

Mario mused over Bowser's offer. Usually the plumber condemned any mansion residents getting beat up for any purpose - whether it was over borrowed money, a seat in the gaming room, or even just for the fun of it - but Sonic nearly smeared Mario's reputation through the mud, and Mario wished to strike back.

"You know-a what, the decorations can wait until-a later," said Mario, his mind made up. "Sonic must pay for what-a he did!" The plumber would gently push Bowser to the side, sporting determination and vengeance on his face, as he marched to the mansion.

And with Mario gone, Bowser's evil smile grew as he closed the front door. What was that dastardly koopa plotting?

Bowser: Pfft, I don't care what Mario does to Sonic - he could beat him to a bloody pulp and leave him hanging dry from a telephone line, and I still wouldn't care. But what I do care about, however, is winning over Lara Croft, and Mario would be an obstacle in my way to Lara's heart. So with him out of the equation, I can focus on my main objective without interruption...

"OH MARIO!" Peach called out from upstairs, shortly after Bowser's talking head segment ended. Bowser started to panic as Peach came running down the stairs to speak with Mario, only to realize that Mario had already left and Bowser was there. "Bowser? What are you doing here? Did you do something to my husband?!"

"Did you assume that I did something to Mario, because I'm an evil guy who's an arch-nemesis with your husband?" frowned Bowser, stomping his foot on the floor. "I'm...I'm...not surprised that you came to that assumption. I expected something more original from you. But if you must know, Mario had stopped decorating his living room to take care of business at the mansion. Don't know when he'll return."

"I was hoping he wouldn't leave...you see, I had planned for Mario and I to go grocery shopping; would have opted to go with Lara, but she's not really into shopping as much. Also afraid her PTSD might be triggered, somehow. I'd hate for her to stab someone again..."

"Then why don't you go shopping with Daisy, she's your BFF! Or even Zelda, for crying out loud, you two are pretty tight. Or you can go with Lucina, she's a princess just like yourself. Or what about..."

"I'll just go shopping with Daisy. She may not be busy. Thanks for the suggestion, Bowser!" Peach smiled and hummed a happy tune, as she grabbed her purse and left the house. Bowser left out a sigh of relief, wiping away the sweat from his forehead.

"Man, who knew driving people away from their homes to keep your evil plan intact was so exhausting..." the koopa king remarked, as he went over to Lara's room. He would take a peek inside, and saw Lara, on her bed, reading some magazine. Bowser gazed at Lara, rubbing his hands together excitedly. "Miss Lara Croft...prepare to be Mrs. Lara Croft..."

You know there was a serious lack of female koopas when Bowser is still going over human ladies.


Most of the time, it would be a robot - whether it was Mega Man, X, Zero, Proto Man, or .EXE - that manned the teleportation device in the teleportation room. The robot manning the device for today would be Mega Man, the very inventor of the teleportation device.

In spite of overseeing his device however, Mega Man also had other priorities - his pet dog Rush being one of them. The robotic dog came to Mega Man with a ball in his mouth, and dropped the ball at Mega Man's feet, hinting that he desired to play a game of catch. Like any caring pet owner, Mega Man had to oblige, and delegated the control of his teleportation device to someone else while he was outside with Rush.

"Don't feel like I need to tell you anything, since you've already used this device before," Mega Man said to the guy that would be temporarily filling in for him, Link. The Hylian was accompanied by Midna, who hovered over his shoulder. "Just try not to be overzealous with the device, okay?"

"No worries Mega Man, I'll be here to keep Linky boy in check," assured Midna, as Link gave the imp a questionable look. Either it was for her doubting the Hylian, or the pet name she just used. "Go outside and have fun with your robot dog!"

Link: Overzealous? Really? Who does Mega Man think I am? Sure I may invite the Champions over at night for an occasional sleepover, but that doesn't mean I'm "overzealous" - I just want to have a good time. Besides, Cloud is rarely in the mood for a sleepover, because he thinks "sleepovers are just for girls"...said the same thing about having surprise birthday parties. Dang that dude is such a killjoy...

"Haha, I'm sure you will," smiled Mega Man, as he petted Rush. Must be nice having a robot dog who can kick robot butt and turn into a jet. What more could you ask for? "Let's go play some catch, Rush!" Rush would bark as he and Mega Man ran out of the teleportation room, leaving Link and Midna alone.

"Hey Midna, how about we play a game to pass the time?" Link asked the imp, who rolled her eyes. Link was the last person Midna wanted to play any game with. "Ever played the game Marco Polo? I say Marco, and then you say Polo in response. Technically the game works better if we're in a pool, but we'll just have to wait until Master Hand build one. Game sounds easy, huh?"

"Sounds just as stupid, with or without the pool," replied Midna, as she looked away in boredom. "Why do humans play such stupid and pointless games, I will never understand...the human race will never fail to amaze me with their blatant stupidity."

Fortunately for Midna, her boredom would come to an end - for the moment, at least - when Mario ran inside the teleportation room. The plumber had one thing on his mind...to beat up Sonic, and make him pay.

"Hi Link...hi Midna...I need you to do-a me a solid," said Mario as he came to a stop, nearly out of breath. "I want you...to give-a me...a group of men...that can help-a me..."

"A group of men, you say?" Link perked up, as he got his fingers ready. Apparently the Hylian had in mind the men he wished to teleport to the mansion. "How many do you need? Just tell me the number, and I'll work my magic!"

"Five or six would-a be fine. Actually, six would-a be perfect. But no less-a than ten, okay?" Link would give Mario a thumbs up, as he was already keying in the calibrations into the teleportation device. Had those fingers going!

"Okay then Mario, six burly muscular dudes coming right up! This might take a while, so I recommend you go take a walk around the mansion until I have Midna bring you back here." Little did Mario and Midna know that Link was secretly brimming with excitement...


It has been a week ever since the first inaugural Pikachu Day - or in Layman's terms, seven total Pikachu Days since the first inaugural Pikachu Day. Master Hand had sold Pikachu Day merchandise around Seattle, and accrued quite a profit in the first week. And now, Master Hand was speaking with Ayaha in his room, with Pikachu and Pichu there in attendance just because.

"Our merchandise sales on the first week has risen up to $10,000, surprisingly," Ayaha stated to Master Hand, reading off her iPad, astonished that the denizens of Seattle even purchased Pikachu Day merch. Master Hand must've force them to do it. "Although it is drastically $15,000 less than your intended goal. Don't know why you expected over..."

"Don't give me that crap Ayaha, you're just underestimating the power of Pikachu Day!" bellowed Master Hand, shaking his fist in Ayaha's face. "We've created so much awareness about Pikachu Day over the week, that it will soon become a national - no, scratch that, worldwide - phenomenon, in just the blink of an eye! We're only getting started! Isn't that right, Pikachu?"

"Pika!" exclaimed Pikachu, as Ayaha looked up at the heavens and shook her head. Master Hand has been using the phrase "We're only getting started" since the first Pikachu Day, and it was becoming nigh annoying for Ayaha to bear.

Master Hand: There is a lot to accomplish on my Pikachu Day to-do list - so far, we have created a Pikachu Day flag, made a bunch of Pikachu Day merchandise, and even recorded the official anthem for Pikachu Day, which I expect to be the first song played once the clock strikes twelve on New Year's Day. Now all we need to do is make a Pikachu Day video game, start a Pikachu Day gift exchange like the Secret Santa gift exchange, and have Pikachu Day recognized as a national holiday by the U.S. government. A national holiday celebrated everyday...think about that!

"I'm pretty sure we have high Pikachu Day sales in Seattle, because of the high concentration of Nintendo fanboys in the metropolitan area," theorized Ayaha; Nintendo of America was located near Seattle, after all. "I have a very glut feeling we won't see such high sales...anywhere...outside of...Seattle..." Ayaha would trail off when she turned her head and saw Crash on Master Hand's unused bed, chewing away on the bed covers.

"Master Hand, have you seen Crash anywhere?" asked Coco, as she and Aku entered the bedroom looking for her older brother. Soon she would see him chewing on Master Hand's bed covers. "Crash, get off of Master Hand's bed, that's no way to respect his belongings!" Chill out Coco, it's not like Master Hand used that bed anyways...Coco would pry Crash off the bed, with Crash still chewing the covers and holding on for dear life. Master Hand saw how Crash was chewing on his bed covers, and it was giving him an idea...

"You okay, Master Hand, it looks like you're in a trance," Aku asked the giant hand, who did not respond as he kept staring. "Hello? Earth to Master Hand...yoo hoo!"

"THAT'S IT!" Master Hand exclaimed after his trance was over, his loud voice loud enough to nearly blow everyone back. "We'll make a sub sandwich, one dedicated to Pikachu Day! We'll call it, the Pikachu Sub Spectacular! We'll get every Subway store in Seattle and beyond to sell it, and if they refuse, then we'll start our own sub sandwich food chain, and go from there!"

"Um, no offense, Master Hand, but do you think having a sub sandwich dedicated to Pikachu...might be overdoing this Pikachu Day thing?" asked Coco, finally getting Crash off of Master Hand's virtually unused bed. "I know you already have the flag, and the banner, and the anthem...but I think you should just stop there."

"But why stop where we are right now, when we can just keep going and strive for greatness? When Michael Jackson built that Neverland theme park in his backyard, did people tell him to stop what he was doing?" What a very odd example for Master Hand to use...

"No, not at all, but what does Michael Jackson even has to do with this...?" Even Coco failed to see the similarities between Pikachu Day and Michael Jackson's Neverland Park. Master Hand was seriously pulling stuff out of the bag.

"Because Miss Bandicoot, Michael Jackson wished to make his fantasy, a reality...he wished to make his wildest dreams come true, and bring friends and family along for the ride. And that is what I'm doing in regards to Pikachu Day. That is why I'm chasing my wildest dreams every Pikachu Day, until I reach full satisfaction."

"That's funny, because I don't quite remember you caring that much about Pikachu and Pichu beforehand," remarked Aku, which led Master Hand to become very angry. Little did Aku know that he was playing with fire - a very fiery fire at that. "I know, why not have a Crash Bandicoot Day? That would be just as successful as..."

"Such a day would only work in Australia - I highly doubt anyone outside of Australia knows what an actual bandicoot is. If you want to start your silly little 'Crash Bandicoot Day' then go back to your native island and start it, be my guest." Master Hand would hover over to his window, looking through it. "I'll have my eyes peeled on the big prize - and it will be a reward worth claiming!"


Once Link was done "working his magic", the Hylian asked Midna to bring Mario back to the teleportation room. The imp would bring Mario back to said room, and the plumber was feeling excited.

"Man, I wonder what great-a men Link sent to the mansion for me," said Mario, full of excitement, moments before he and Midna reached the teleportation room. Once the entered the room, Mario found himself impressed - and surprised - by who Link brought to the mansion. There were six men in total, standing together - five black guys and one token white dude. They were big and muscular...just as Mario preferred.

Link: Found these awesome dudes from Minneapolis, Minnesota - they're all pretty buff, and I was stoked to bring them to the mansion. Mario never told me why I needed a group of men for, but let's just say that he'll be in great hands regardless...

"Mario, I would like to introduce you to a group of men that are sufficient in solving any problem you may have," Link said to the plumber, who started smiling as he rubbed his hands together in excitement. "They are called...Gang Green! Okay, it's not an official name, but it's a name regardless. Any name is better than no name."

"Get on with it Link, Mario doesn't have all day," frowned Midna, and she was right; Mario was so excited, he could explode at any minute!

"Alright, alright, don't rush me woman!" Link would clear his throat, as he got prepared to introduce the members of Gang Green to Mario. "For the sake of convenience - and for the sake of keeping their identities a secret - I've given these men a code name you can refer to them by. So here we go...there's Green Goblin, Man Dog, the Show, J. Train, and LG. Oh, and the white guy is White Lightning. Most of these guys already had nicknames beforehand, and wish to go by them, for now. Say hi to Mario, fellas!"

"What's up man, how's it going," Man Dog would be the first to speak to Mario, who was too busy fantasizing about what he was going to do to Sonic now. "Uh, is he going to be okay?" Man Dog asked Link, in a concerning manner.

"Oh, sorry about-a that, I was getting a little too-a excited there," apologized Mario, as he quickly regained his composure. "Let me say hello to you gentlemen, thank you for taking this-a opportunity to be-a here...although I can see that you-a were busy before-a hand. But that won't-a matter. My name-a is Mario, though you probably knew who I was at first-a glance. Everyone has. I'm just-a too popular sometimes!"

"Just cut to the chase Mario, tell them why you need their assistance," said Link, whose fingers were fiddling yet again. The Hylian apparently had his mind set on bringing yet another person to the mansion.

"Ah yes - I had my good-a friend Link bring you here to this-a mansion for one-a thing, and one thing-a only...to beat-a up Sonic the Hedgehog!" This came as a great surprise to Gang Green, and to Link as well. Midna, on the other hand, was interested in seeing Sonic getting beat up; she considered herself an agent of chaos anyways.

"Sonic the Hedgehog, as in like...that furry blue hedgehog that goes fast and stuff?" questioned Green Goblin, who couldn't believe the words that came out of Mario's mouth. "Isn't he like, your friendly rival or something? Why you wanna us to beat him up for?! Was it something personal, he talked trash about your mustache?"

"I just want to squash a year-a long beef with Sonic, that's-a all...not really an actual-a beef, so to say, but I want some-a redemption for what Sonic did to me last-a year around this time. It's a long-a story..."

LG: Kinda funny how our day has been...one moment ago, we was gettin' ready to practice for the biggest game of our lives (well, most of our lives), and now we've been hired by Mario - the legend! - to beat up his rival, Sonic. Strange times, man...
J Train: What do you mean "most of our lives"...you're just saying that 'cause you've been there before, haven't you?
LG: The ring don't lie, bro... *holds up championship ring to J Train*

"While you boys get-a yourself situated, I must make a quick-a stop to the bathroom - feel like my bladder's gonna kill-a me," said Mario as he was about to exit the teleportation room. Gang Green was still on the fence about beating up Sonic. "I'll go-a over our game-a plan once I return."


At this point, you'd think Peach had got Daisy to tag along with her, and go shopping, right? Well unfortunately for Peach, Daisy had her hands tied with Charles. So Peach went over to the mansion to see if Zelda wanted to come along, but the princess of Hyrule was busy herself. Peach could not afford to go shopping by herself; it was always nice to have a companion tag along.

Peach's search for a shopping buddy left the princess in the mansion, frantically searching for someone who would be interested in going to the grocery store with her. As the princess walked through the mansion, she heard the sound of a toilet flushing nearby, followed by the washing of hands. Hearing this from the bathroom, Peach would head over to said bathroom, hoping whoever was inside would be down with going shopping with the princess. And guess who came out of that bathroom?

"Ah, I feel-a so relieved..." Mario let out a sigh of relief, as he exited the bathroom. He would look to his right, and was startled to see Peach standing by, smiling. "Gah! Peach, you scared-a me! Don't do that ever again!"

"All done with whatever business you had to take care of?" asked Peach, as Mario was ready to say no. He had yet to beat up Sonic, with some assistance from Gang Green. Therefore his business was still unfinished. "In that case, let's go grocery shopping!" Without warning, Peach would grab Mario's arm, and led him down the hallway.

"Hold-a on a second, Princess Peach - I still-a have some unfinished business! Like my new-a friends, I've yet to help-a them with, uh, their, uh...their sleeping problems! Certainly you aren't that-a insensitive to leave-a them behind, are you?"

"Silly Mario, you used that excuse the last time I asked you to go shopping with me! Nobody cares about your silly imaginary friends - especially if you keep bringing them up as a lousy excuse! I promise you this shopping trip won't be as long as the last one!"

"No Peach I'm dead-a serious, I do have-a some unfinished business...and it involves-a actual people, mind you!" Mario did his best to stop Peach, his shoes skidding on the floor as he did so, but it was no use...Mario had no choice but to tag along with his wife.


With Mario likely gone for much of the day (Peach said that the shopping trip wouldn't be that long, but that could mean she and Mario would be out for the entire afternoon), that left Gang Green without their mustached leader. The six men remained in the teleportation room, while Link went to go fetch himself a snack.

"Mario ain't coming back, is he?" the Show asked his companions. A very interesting code name to go by. "Who here thinks the man punked out at the last minute? Probably was like, 'Aw man, Sonic the Hedgehog...he's too good...don't want him to catch these hands..."

"Maybe Mario has a bad case of the runs," shrugged White Lightning, as his companions all mused over his theory. "Or maybe he's just sitting on the toilet seat, doing stuff on his cellphone. Does Mario even own a cellphone? Who knows. Regardless of what he's doing, I don't wanna waste my time here waiting for the man to return. Either he becomes a man of his word, or we're demanding to be sent back to Minneapolis!"

"How about we find Sonic and bring the fight to him, beat him up just for Mario?" suggested LG, as White Lightning stroked his beard. "Beats waiting around for Mario if you ask me! And then once we got Sonic out cold and junk, we can show him to Mario, and then Mario will earn our trust?"

"Well I'm as sick and tired of waiting as you guys are...you know what, let's go our little hedgehog pal, and give him a beating Mario would be proud of. I'm a little against beating up someone, let alone a harmless blue hedgehog, but if Sonic truly did something to Mario that made him feel some type of way, then he has to pay..."

White Lightning: Sonic is in this mansion right now, is he?...Okay, good to know. Since this mansion looks pretty big, it would take us a good while to find our little crook...that would mean we'd have to fight our way to get to Sonic. Might have to kick some butt along the way. So at the moment, this entire mansion is...under siege.


As White Lightning said in his talking head segment, Gang Green would have to fight their way to get to Sonic, and that even meant some hands would have to be thrown. Literally anyone in the mansion was a candidate for catching hands from Gang Green...except the ladies. Gang Green would think twice about laying their hands on female resident.

Enter Little Mac and Doc Louis. The two were standing nonchalantly in the hallway, with Little Mac holding up a Dallas Cowboys jersey Doc Louis bought for him. Little Mac declared himself to be a Cowboys fan in the previous episode, and apparently he had to be a fan of a team with arguably the most bandwagon fans ever. That's the price you pay when you're dubbed as "America's Team".

"Not gonna lie Little Mac, I had my fingers crossed that you wouldn't pick the Cowboys as your new favorite team..." said Doc Louis, as Little Mac heard - and felt - the disappointment in Doc's voice. "...but doggone gone it, you've left me with no choice. I gotta like whatever you like! If you like the Cowboys, then I like the Cowboys. If you like strawberry shortcake, then I like strawberry shortcake. If you like to have your fingernails polished, and your feet manicured, then I like..."

"You don't have to do that, Doc Louis, that's just beyond creepy and weird," stated Little Mac, as Gang Green showed up on the scene. "Like whatever you wanna like. Just because you're my trainer doesn't mean we have to agree upon the same things."

"Would you look at that - it's Little Mac from that Punch-Out game, and his Fat Albert-lookin' boxing trainer!" exclaimed J. Train, as he excitedly pointed at Little Mac and Doc Louis. Both Mac and Doc were understandably confused. "What's good, my dudes?!"

"Nothing much, nothing much, chilling in the cut as usual!" replied Doc Louis, as the Show gave him some dap, before giving Little Mac some dap...and then clotheslining Little Mac to the floor. Gang Green got all hyped before they proceeded to beat up Little Mac and Doc Louis, with the Show, LG, and J. Train going after Little Mac and Mad Dog, White Lightning, and Green Goblin going after poor Doc Louis. Once they were done, Gang Green walked away, like nothing happened.

Mad Dog: Just claimed our first victims, in Little Mac and Doc Louis. Sonic oughta show up soon, otherwise more people are gonna catch these hands...


Why don't we see what our friendly neighborhood Sonic is up to, shall we? The blue blur was in the arcade room, playing a new game that was recently installed this past week. It was Tecmo Super Bowl, and although it was supposed to be strictly an NES game, Mr. Game and Watch somehow made the game compatible for the arcade system.

Sonic, playing as the Los Angeles Raiders, was going up against Pit, who was playing as the Indianapolis Colts. Sonic had Bo Jackson, the best player in Tecmo Bowl history, and Pit...let's just say that he was playing as the worst team in the entire game. Why must Pit be so content on losing?

"You may think you have this game won, Sonic, but mark my words - I shall cut into your lead before the quarter ends!" vowed Pit, the angel failing to tackle Bo Jackson, who was running around the entire screen. The score was 21-0, and Sonic was making it look easy.

"Um, Pit, don't mean to break your bubble or anything...but the quarter is almost over," stated Sonic, as he continued to run out the clock. It was the fourth quarter, and Pit never got the ball the entire game. Even if he did, he would moronically throw the ball to the other team, allowing Sonic to take the ball to the one yard line in his own territory to set himself up for another Bo Jackson run, making Pit look silly.

"Wait until I make you fumble the ball, then I'll definitely have your number for sure!" Pit making Bo Jackson fumble the ball, in Tecmo Super Bowl? He had a better chance of winning the lottery AND getting struck by lightning at the same time. Dark Pit would walk by and see Pit struggling in Tecmo Super Bowl, not at all surprised that it wasn't the opposite. He knew how playing against Pit in sports games went - see episode 86.

"Losing to Sonic yet again, what a surprise," the doppelganger shook his head at Pit, as Sonic finally ran into the end zone for the touchdown. After kicking in the extra point, the final score was 28-0, as Pit had to accrue yet another L. "You should give up while you can! What else are you gonna do, have your buddy Kirby play for you?"

"Actually, Dark Pit, that was exactly what I was thinking!" exclaimed Pit, as he pulled out his phone and dialed Kirby's phone number...only to realize that Kirby didn't even have a phone to begin with. So Pit saved face, and instead dialed Jacky's phone number. The angel waited, and waited, and waited...not a single response from Jacky, as the dial tone continued to sound.

"Is Kirby going to answer his phone?" Sonic asked Pit, who was feeling like a fool right now. "Does Kirby even own a phone?" That was the question that required an answer more.

"Kirby must be extremely busy, that's all...probably on a date." Who would Kirby be on a date with, Ribbon from The Crystal Shards? "Therefore, I respect his decision to not answer my call. He'll be back at the mansion shortly..." Pit could only chuckle nervously, as he ended his call with Jacky.


Unfortunately for Jacky, the indy car racer was in no position to answer his cellphone, for Gang Green had reached him and were ganging up on him, beating him and kicking him while he was on the floor. Gang Green wouldn't stop until they found Sonic, and give him a beating Mario would be proud of.

"You punks leave my friend alone!" shouted a voice, as Gang Green stopped the beating and looked at the direction the voice came from. They looked down the hallway, and they saw Akira, standing from afar and pointing at the six men with an angry look on his face. "Lay one more finger on him, and you'll get what's coming to ya!"

"Get him!" commanded White Lightning, as he and his compradres chased after Akira. But Akira was one step ahead, as he ran from Gang Green the moment White Lightning made his command, and he kept running as far as his legs could carry him. Just when the Virtua Fighter veteran thought he was home free (or somewhere close to that), he would accidentally bump into Professor Layton, who had just exited from a room.

"Oops, my bad, Professor Layton, didn't see where I was going there!" apologized Akira, as he helped Layton back up to his feet. Layton's hat was on the floor, and Akira picked it up and placed it back on Layton's head. "I'm kinda in a rush right now..."

"No it's fine, Mr. Yuki, we all have places to go, and things to do, I understand," smiled Layton, as he was standing proudly and dusting himself off. Nothing could bring that British detective down. "Mind if I ask why you're in a rush for?"

"THERE HE IS, GET HIM!" a loud voice called out, as Akira turned around and saw Gang Green coming towards his behind. The fighter ran away, leaving Layton by himself as Gang Green ambushed Professor Layton.

"This is what I get...for remaining at the mansion..." the battered Layton said as he crawled on the floor, before collapsing as he closed his eyes. Then, coming out of the room Layton exited to check on the British detective...was Team Rocket, Jessie, James, and Meowth. How did they get inside the mansion?!

Jessie: That Professor Layton, he was kind enough to let us in the mansion! We just knocked on the front door, and when he asked who it was, we told him that we were girl scouts selling cookies...and once he opened that door, we rushed inside without warning!
James: Still not down with that girl scouts scheme, I'm a man for crying out loud...anyways, Layton threatened to have us kicked out of the mansion if we didn't leave, but then we told him about we are on Master Hand's good side...used to be, frankly.
Meowth: From that point onward we had a short private discussion with Layton about why we came back, and we told him about our ongoing quest to regain Master Hand's respect. If Luke was a big help for us (*cough* although the credit went to the wrong person *cough*) then his mentor will do universal wonders for us!

"Professor Layton, are you okay?" questioned James as he, Jessie, and Meowth checked on the British detective. Meowth would help Layton up, and sat him up against a wall, allowing him to open his eyes. "Who did this to you? Give us names at once!"

"I believe...it was those gentlemen...down there..." Layton, down but not yet out, turned his head to the right as he pointed at Gang Green down the hallway. The six men in question had caught up to Akira, and were laying the smackdown upon him. Once the beating commenced, Man Dog grabbed Akira, and held him up against a wall.

"Tell us where Sonic the Hedgehog is!" the angry black guy shouted in Akira's face, shaking the dude violently just for effect. With Akira being a SEGA guy like Sonic, the fighter should provide a good answer for Gang Green.

"I honestly don't know where Sonic is..." replied Akira, as Mad Dog shook the fighter yet again to pry an answer out of him. "Last time I saw him, he was heading to the arcade room...don't know if he's still there or not..." Mad Dog would drop Akira to the floor, as Gang Green had their eyes on their next destination.

"Then to the arcade room we shall go..." said White Lightning, as Gang Green departed, not even bothering to ask Akira for directions. Akira remained on the floor writhing in pain, as Team Rocket witnessed what went down. Seeing Gang Green gave Meowth an idea...

"Hey you guys, I got an idea...how about we take those punks down, and then brag about it to Master Hand so he'll give us back our respect?" Meowth suggested to Jessie and James, who weren't totally down with the idea. "Us three? Against those six guys? That's like three Magikarps going up against six Machamps...not a great comparison, but it's great motivation!"

"Oh what's the use Meowth - we practically stopped what could've been a record-setting snowstorm in Seattle, and Master Hand still didn't give us back our respect," said Jessie, not knowing what good stopping Gang Green would do. "That is why we came seeking Layton's guidance, without having to do overarching things to regain Master Hand's respect..."

"NO MAN, NOT THE CANTERBURY TALES, MY GIRLFRIEND GAVE ME THAT BOOK!" Gil's voice was heard from further down the hall, as the sound of a book being ripped to pieces was heard, followed by what sounded like a beatdown at the hands of who? Gang Green, of course. They were really marking their path.

"But you know what they say?" Jessie continued, this time showing more confidence. "Third time's the charm, is that right? Well this will technically be our third time looking for respect from Master Hand, and we have to make this time count! So we WILL take care of those grown men, and we WILL regain that respect we lost. So who's with me?" Jessie held out her hand, expecting Meowth and James to join in.

"Glad you came around, Jessie!" replied Meowth, as he placed his hand on top of Jessie's. Now it was James' turn to join in.

"Count me in - I'm only doing things because of you guys," remarked James, placing his hand on top of Meowth's. "Wherever you guys go, I will follow!"


Link: Shortly after I gave Mario his own personal Crip gang to play with, I went ahead and brought yet another person from Minneapolis to the mansion...and no, I wasn't being "overzealous". I was being ambitious. This guy I'm sending over to the mansion, he knows how to whip up a perfect sub sandwich, and I want to learn his secret. Is he truly a sub expert? Uh...not really, but from where he's from, I'm sure he has oodles of experience!

Midna, who was supposed to keep Link in check while he manned the teleportation device, was away when Link brought this visitor to the mansion, and when the imp saw who this guest was...let's just say that she thought Zelda needed to take a look for herself.

"You're acting like Link had brought a criminal on the FBI's Ten Most Wanted list or something," Zelda said to Midna, as she was being led to the teleportation room. She was hoping Midna wasn't overreacting. "Is this man really a 'temporary virus', as you called him?"

"Not yet, but he will be soon once he's infected by your boyfriend," replied Midna, getting closer to the teleportation room. "Link should still be in the room, talking up a storm with his new friend of his...never seen him that chatty before."

Zelda and Midna would eventually arrive at the teleportation room, and once she stepped inside, Zelda was shocked at the very man Link was speaking with. It was some dude with red hair and a red beard, and he looked pretty athletic too. He was most definitely an athlete.

"So that's pretty much the story of why I no longer carry bombs in the mansion," Link told the guest, as the two were cheesing it up. "All because Luigi called me a terrorist. That scaredy cat...I could be holding a harmless needle in my hand, and that Luigi would accuse me of attempting to murder someone. May I remind you that he's also scared of his OWN SHADOW?!"

"That's Luigi for ya...always scared of everything," replied the special guest, with a laugh. "You'd think that a grown-up like him wouldn't be that easily afraid anymore...but I guess he's afraid of being under Mario's shadow as much as he's afraid of his own!" Link and the special guest would share a laugh together, before their laughing came to a slow stop once they saw Zelda and Midna looking at them, with Zelda's arms folded.

"Link, who is this stranger that you've brought to the mansion?" Zelda asked her boyfriend, who couldn't believe she had the audacity to call the guest a "stranger". It was like she was treating him like trash already.

"This 'stranger' that you speak of is a fine gentlemen, for your information Zelda," retorted Link, as Zelda rolled her eyes. "His name...his name is CJ. Not his actual name, but it's something to keep his real identity concealed." CJ smiled, as he innocently waved to Zelda. "I brought him over from Minneapolis, although he's from Philadelphia."

"Actually, I'm from North Dakota - moved there when I was a toddler," corrected CJ; he was very proud about his North Dakota roots, too. "Philadelphia is kinda the city where I work at."

"Yeah...he's definitely from Philadelphia. North Dakota is too boring of a state to say you're from when asked about your origins, if you ask me." This led CJ to look at Link, all offended. "Anyways, CJ and I are gonna be in the kitchen, and CJ's gonna teach me how to make a Philly cheesesteak. A true staple of Philadelphia culture."

"Just because I'm from Philadelphia doesn't mean that I..." CJ was about to continue, until Link quietly nudged him, as a means to shut his mouth. "...uh, what I meant to say was, I'm gonna show Link how to make the greatest Philly cheesesteak ever, one he can show off to his friends! Or something like that..."

"Well in that case...you two can go ahead and knock yourself out," Zelda said to Link and CJ, as the princess made her exit. "Just make sure nothing bad happens to your new friend, Link."

CJ: Have I ever eaten a Philly cheesesteak? Of course I have, I'm sure anyone who has ever been in Philadelphia had one. But can I make a Philly cheesesteak? *smiles nervously* ...maybe not. Link might be very disappointed with me soon. But hey, birds of a feather learn together, amirite?


Bowser had a gaudy amount of time to kick his evil plan into full effect after driving Mario away. The plumber, who was supposed to seek retribution against Sonic with the aid of Gang Green, was goaded into shopping by Peach. With how Peach operated, there was a good chance Mario may not come back home until later that day...which was all the more merrier for Bowser.

With Mario and Peach out of the equation, Bowser now had his eyes set on his number one objective: wooing Lara Croft. The koopa king was preparing something in the dining room, and he was doing it without making even the littlest sound. He did not wish to disturb Lara, for it would ruin his "surprise". And after much time spent preparing, it was time for Bowser to kick things into full gear.

"Haven't heard from either Mario or Peach this morning..." remarked Lara, who remained in her room flipping with the channels on her TV. Life without Mario and Peach was boring for her. "They definitely must've went shopping somewhere."

"WOOF WOOF WOOF!" barked Poochy, his barks heard from Lara's room. These weren't normal barks, mind you...these were barks that suggested Poochy might be in big trouble. Lara immediately heard Poochy's cries for help, as she sat up on her bed.

"What could that dog possibly have gotten himself into this time..." the tomb raider wondered, as she got up and exited the room. She heard the barking coming from the dining room, and so she ran over to the dining room...

...only to feel somewhat disturbed, when she saw Bowser dressed like a pimp and seated at a candlelit table, with a white cloth over said table. The entire house was dim - curtains closed, windows blocked out - just to improve the atmosphere.

"Welcome, sweet cakes, come take a seat..." Bowser said creepily to Lara, as he was petting Poochy who was next to him. Lara could only cringe, as she slowly backed away. "With Mario and Peach gone away, it'll be just us two together, with some...alooooone time." Bowser would purr romantically, his gritty voice enough to disturb Lara even more.

"I think I'll just head back to my room, and pretend I never saw this," said Lara as she backed away even more, only to bump into an unsuspecting body. The tomb raider turned around, surprised to see the Black Knight standing in her presence.

"One more thing I forgot to mention - I've hired the Black Knight to keep you even-keeled, in the event you try to escape or pull something funny. He also helped me setting up this awesome date. Really knows a thing or two about decorations and wine. Now, Black Knight, let Lara have a seat, will ya?"

"With pleasure..." snarled the Black Knight, as he grabbed Lara and sat her in a seat, across from Bowser. The tomb raider tried to fight out of the Black Knight's grasp, but it was no use.

Black Knight: Bowser sure is one creepy dude...I mean, the guy is a koopa, an ugly-looking turtle who can breathe fire, and I've yet to see him fall in love with his own species. Could be because female koopas are even uglier than Bowser himself! In fact, I'm not convinced that Wendy Koopa is even a girl...

"So Miss Croft, what are you most passionate about?" Bowser asked the tomb raider this slightly basic conversation starter. It was easy to know what Lara was most passionate about.

"Since you're dying to know, King Bowser, I'm most passionate about treasure hunting," answered Lara, staying cautious of Bowser, as well as the Black Knight who was standing behind her. "I've studied Asian Archaeology in college, at the University of London."

"Asian Archaeology major ad the University of London, nice, nice..." Lara noticed that Bowser was jotting his information down on a notepad, for whatever reason. "I'm sure studying archaeology must be fun. Now for my next question...what things make you laugh? Puns? Funny animals? Dudes getting hit below the belt? I've never seen you laugh before, Lara...though I don't think anyone else has."

"'What things make you laugh'...what kind of question is that? What are you trying to get at, Bowser?" Bowser saw that his date was starting to head down south, which would bode terribly for his quest to win over Lara.

"Try asking her about Seattle," the Black Knight quietly whispered to Bowser, hoping Lara didn't overhear him. Bowser didn't want any dating pointers, but he'll take them, for now...

"How about I ask you another question, Lara...what do you like the most about living in Seattle?" This was a question Lara could get down with, as she had plenty to talk about.

"Aside from the weather, I'd have to say that Seattle is a very quiet town - though I haven't been out as much as I should. One thing I will say about living with Mario and Peach is that while they're not perfect, I'd take them over any of the eccentric residents at the mansion any day of the week. Master Hand must feel like a circus leader over there..."

"My thoughts exactly, Miss Croft, my thoughts exactly..." Could this date be the moment Bowser finally claims a sound love interest? Only time will tell...


"...and then they just took my book and ripped it into pieces for no reason!" Gil explained to Cloud, as the two were walking through the hallways. Gil was detailing the beatdown he had at the hands of Gang Green, and what happened to his Canterbury Tales book. "How could they disrespect Geoffrey Chaucer like that?!"

"Maybe those punks who beat you up have something against great literature," Cloud shrugged, wanting to see Gang Green for himself. "What did these six dudes look like?"

"They were all wearing green, and they were all pretty toned and muscular. I knew I didn't have a chance against him, so I just took my beating with peace...them ripping my book, that was uncalled for."

Cloud: Guys in green beating up random people... *strokes chin* ...I think Link is behind this. I HOPE Link isn't behind this. I mean, the dude is too scrawny to have his own little gang. A pipsqueak like him would never be taken seriously.

Cloud and Gil made their way to the arcade room, and upon entering, they saw Gang Green searching for Sonic. In this context, searching meant beating everyone in the arcade room up until Sonic magically showed up.

"I should...head back to the library now, hehe," Gil said to Cloud, before hightailing away. The de facto librarian could not afford to catch more hands after the beatdown he suffered.

"You like this, huh?!" Green Goblin asked Mr. Game and Watch, on the floor, as he and the Show were giving the poor 2-D man a classic Boyz In Da Hood beatdown. Beating up on an innocent 2-D man...that's just messed up.

"Get him right were it hurts!" White Lightning enticed LG, as the lone white member of the gang held up Falco. LG would throw some haymakers at the avian pilot, before White Lightning dropped him to the floor and exchanged a high five with LG.

"Hey fellas, I think we found bird guy's friend!" announced Man Dog, as he and J. Train exited from a door holding Fox, who tried to get away. Fox tried to fight his way out of Man Dog and J. Train's grip, but it was no use. White Lightning headed over to Fox, looking at him in the eye.

"We're just going to ask you a question, so we can spare you a beating your little friend suffered..." the man said to Fox, still fighting his way out. "...it's about Sonic, Sonic the Hedgehog. You know him well, right? Where is he?"

"Don't answer them, Fox, they're savages..." Falco warned his buddy, before LG kicked the avian pilot in the gut to make him shut up. "Think my spleen got ruptured, somehow..."

"If I remember correctly...Sonic said he was going to the gaming room," answered Fox, flinching in anticipation of a punch coming his way. "That's usually where he hangs out with his girlfriend, Amy Rose. Heard she was coming over today..."

"And where exactly is this, 'gaming room'?" asked White Lightning. He was getting close to Fox, but not too close for comfort. Wasn't all up in his grill or anything.

"It's on the third floor...you can take the elevator if you want, if you wanna skip the stairs. That's what Falco and I usually do anyways..."

"This mansion has working elevators...huh. Can't believe we didn't know that already." Man Dog and J. Train dropped Fox to the floor, as Gang Green had their eyes set on their next destination. "I'd hate to beat up Sonic in front of his...girlfriend, but if has to come to that, then so be it..."

Having witnessed the entire scene was Cloud, who quickly ran away to alert Sonic about Gang Green. Little did he know that he would also put his fellow residents in danger...


While Gang Green was ready to throw some more hands, Link and his new friend CJ were ready to make some Philly cheesesteaks, with CJ leading the way. Only thing was, CJ has never made a Philly cheesesteak before, so he'll be a novice, just like Link.

"Here we are, in the kitchen!" exclaimed Link, as he led CJ to the kitchen. Already in the kitchen was Palutena, who was making some barbecue ribs; she caught CJ in the corner of her eye, and held her head down as she kept cooking, so she wouldn't be noisy. "Ready to get started, cheesesteak aficionado?"

"Sure thing!" grinned CJ, his grin brimming with nervousness. He was about to let Link down, big time.

CJ: I'm not worried about messing things up, so what if I fail? To fail is to succeed. To lose is to win. One must lose to win, and fail to succeed. Which means... *sighs* ...I'm gonna fail big time.

"Link, may I ask who your new friend is?" Palutena asked the Hylian, finally deciding to speak. CJ reminded the goddess of light of someone, like some royal prince from some European country somewhere. "He looks pretty handsome..."

"His name is CJ, and he's a cool guy I brought to the mansion from his hometown of Philadelphia," replied Link, as CJ was ready to correct the Hylian. "Don't let him fool you into thinking he's from North Dakota, nobody would EVER say they're from that boring state. But South Dakota, they get a pass for having Mount Rushmore. If not for that...say hi to Lady Palutena, CJ!"

"It's nice to meet you, ma'am!" CJ waved to Palutena, who smiled as she resumed cooking...albeit seething a little because of what CJ addressed her as. She was sure to inform Master Hand about CJ later today. "You ready to make some Philly cheesesteaks, Link? Then let's get started!"

So CJ went to the refrigerator, to look for the ingredients - beefsteak, American cheese, and a hoagie roll - but no such ingredients were present. That meant he had to resort to some "replacement" ingredients - Oscar Mayer roast beef, cheddar cheese, and some garlic bread. Palutena glanced at these three ingredients, and shook her head.

"What great ingredients you picked out CJ, very impressive!" complimented Link. Everything was going good for CJ so far, Link seemed easily impressed. "Now how to we put the cheesesteak together?" Here came the hardest part.

"Well, uh, first we grab a pan, and then turn on the stove...which is already on, I might add," explained CJ, as he grabbed a pan off the counter and placed it on a stove eye, turning the dial to 7. "Then we, uh, cover bottom of the pan with some canola oil, before we, uh, add the garlic and hot peppers." CJ grabbed a bottle of canola oil and poured it into the pan, as Palutena looked on.

"Garlic and hot peppers for a Philly cheesesteak..." the goddess remarked, suddenly feeling the desire to laugh. No way she would laugh at a guest of the mansion. "Quite the interesting recipe you got there."

"CJ's a Philly guy, he's probably improvised on many cheesesteaks before," defended Link, having a lot of confidence in CJ right now. Perhaps too much confidence. "He'll knock this cheesesteak out of the freaking park!"

Then, magically appearing in the kitchen was Master hand, who had one thing on his mind - creating a sub sandwich dedicated to Pikachu Day. The giant hand fancied the idea after seeing Crash chew on his bed, and was going to have Palutena create the first-ever Pikachu Day sub sandwich...that was, until he saw CJ.

"Hello, who are you?" Master Hand asked CJ in a inquisitive manner. CJ understandably felt intimidated by Master Hand, but everyone felt that same way when initially meeting the creator of the Smash universe.

"That is CJ, a new friend of mine all the way from Minnesota," Link would introduce CJ to Master Hand, as CJ meekly waved his hand and smiled. "He's from Philadelphia, though his delusional self thinks he's from one of the most boring states, North Dakota."

"North Dakota IS a very boring state...I feel sorry for everyone who was either born or raised in that boring wasteland." That certainly didn't offend CJ at all. "Now, CJ, I must ask you a very important question, one that is life-or-death...is today Pikachu Day?"

"Um...no?" replied CJ, eyeing around the kitchen before making his final response. Master Hand sighed, and it was a deep sigh too.

"The correct answer - and the only correct answer - was yes. But since you're new around here, I'll give you a pass. Any resident of this mansion who says it isn't Pikachu Day shall have their sanity questioned."

Master Hand: Any mansion resident can say it isn't Pikachu Day under the following conditions...they've been hypnotized, and their hypnosis cannot be cured; they have suffered from a debilitating head injury and accrues amnesia; or they have family or loved ones held hostage, and they can only released if the person denies Pikachu Day. Any other conditions, there will be swift punishment.

"I see you got some lunch meat and some cheese and bread with you..." Master Hand observed the materials CJ had on the kitchen counter. "...are you making yourself a sandwich?" CJ wished he could say he that...

"No sir, I'm teaching Link how to make a Philly cheesesteak," answered CJ, as Palutena couldn't help but laugh quietly to herself. "Link wanted me to show him the tricks of the trade in regards to making a cheesesteak, so I'm just fulfilling a wish of his..."

"A Philly guy teaching a Hylian how to make a Philly cheesesteak, what are the odds..." And that's when it clicked inside Master Hand's head, or rather his mind. "Yes, that's it! Why not have a sub sandwich for Pikachu Day, when we can have a Philly cheesesteak instead? We'll call it, the Pikachu cheesesteak! It'll be a rousing success!"

"Um, Master Hand, I don't think Pikachu Day deserves a cheesesteak, or any food item for that matter," stated Link, giving his two cents with the hope Master Hand wouldn't put him on blast. "It's bad enough you have a banner...and a stupid flag."

"Oh yes, oh yes, it'll be the greatest thing since sliced bread! No, it'll be even greater than sliced bread!" Clearly Master Hand wasn't listening to Link, soaked up in his own imagination and allure. "I'll have the Pikachu Day cheesesteak at every Subway restaurant in Seattle, and beyond! Does Subway sell cheesesteaks? Think they did it before, which must mean cheesesteaks are sub sandwiches. It all makes sense now...Isabelle and I must go speak with the Subway store clerks, and tell them about my new amazing idea. Adios, amigos!"

And with that, Master Hand quickly vanished, as CJ now had a daunting task ahead of him - pleasing not only Link, but Master Hand as well.


Fresh off his dominating victory over Pit - which he didn't consider dominant, since defeating Pit in just about anything was always expected - Sonic went to the gaming room to chill with his girlfriend Amy. Tom Brady was on one of the televisions in the gaming room, and Sonic looked up at the screen, feeling disgusted.

"Man, how is it even possible for a 40 year old man like Brady to still look that handsome?" questioned Sonic, desiring to know what Brady's secret was. Maybe the quarterback bathed himself in the fountain of youth, to preserve his looks. "Don't think the guy's even human...starting to see why everyone's calling him a robot..."

"You're making it seem like being 40 and good-looking at the same time is impossible," replied Amy, not remembering her boyfriend being this disgusted with Brady before. "I've seen plenty of celebrities in their 40s, still looking great! It's all about maintenance, and practicing good hygiene!"

"Of course you would know about maintenance and good hygiene, you're a girl..." This remark earned Sonic a nudge from Amy. "Hey, quit it out, I kid, I kid!"

Sonic: *shakes his head with a smirk on his face*

"Sonic, you need to get out of here, and fast!" Cloud informed the hedgehog, as he quickly ran into the gaming room. "These six dudes are coming after you, and they're up to no good, I'm afraid. You have to leave, pronto!"

"Who could possibly be after my precious Sonic?" inquired Amy, as she took out her trusty Piko Hammer. Good thing she brought it with her. "I demand names! Nobody's laying a single finger on my Sonic!"

"Nobody is going to harm Sonic, I can assure you, Amy. Sonic, you must follow me to my room, I think you'll be safe there. You're welcome to come too if you like, Amy."

Obviously Amy would never leave Sonic behind, so she put away her Piko Hammer and followed Cloud and Sonic to Cloud's room. There Sonic would be safe and sound from Gang Green, although Sonic desired to know what business Gang Green had with him.

As Cloud led Sonic and Amy to his room, they would walk past Lucario, who was trying to pry open an elevator door. Apparently there were some folks trapped in the elevator, as Lucario heard their screams nearby. The aura Pokemon, mustering all the strength in his body with his aura, would open the elevator doors, rescuing those trapped inside.

"Are you all okay?" Lucario asked the people he saved, only to look in confusion when he saw six strangers standing together...those strangers being Gang Green.

"Yes we sure are, and how about we show you our appreciation?" said the leader of Gang Green, White Lighting. "Get him, boys!" White Lighting's buddies would gang up on Lucario, throwing him to the floor and beating him up. Once the beatdown commenced White Lightning grabbed Lucario, and held him up. "Where is the gaming room?"

"Right...over there..." the battered Lucario replied, as he pointed at the gaming room from afar. White Lighting dropped Lucario to the floor, as Gang Green marched to the gaming room. They made their presence known once they entered, as everyone stared at them.

"Sonic the Hedgehog, where you at?" shouted LG, as he looked around for the blue blur. He saw Red the Pokemon Trainer nearby, and grabbed the poor trainer by the collar. "You know where Sonic the Hedgehog is?!"

"Sonic just left this room a few moments ago, please don't hurt me!" answered Red, also pleading with begging hands. "Saw him leave with a guy with spiky blonde hair...his name is Cloud Strife..." Red dared not to tell Gang Green that Sonic went to Cloud's room, for Sonic's safety.

"Then we'll just have to look for Mr. Strife, wherever he may be..." said White Lighting, as LG aggressively threw Red unto a nearby couch. Good thing the landing was comfy. "And so, our search continues..."


What were the odds of getting beat up after using the bathroom? Probably one in ten thousand. Unfortunately for Lloyd Irving, he was a part of that one percentile, as the swordsman was ambushed by Gang Green after exiting the bathroom. He was lying on the floor, playing dead in the hopes that it would save him from another beating.

Lloyd: Playing dead is all in the name of survival of the fittest...dogs play dead to make their owners submit to their cuteness, making them less inclined to release them into the wild or give them to another person. Us humans, on the other hand, play dead to avoid our predators...those predators being humans ourselves. I've been trying to share this valuable knowledge with Zelda, but she just won't listen to me! Maybe I'm not getting her attention enough...some belly rolling might make her listen. Never did it before, but I gotta do whatever it takes...

Team Rocket, on the hunt for Gang Green, would encounter Lloyd in the hallway, playing dead. Sensing that he was beat up by Gang Green, the trio went over to Lloyd, with Meowth turning the swordsman over on his back, before slapping him to ensure he was awake.

"THE BUZZARDS ARE COMING, THE BUZZARDS ARE COMING!" shouted Lloyd, making Meowth jump away in fright. Lloyd looked up, and then smiled and laughed. "Haha, sorry about that, please disregard what I said. It was a part of my scare tactic. I was practicing playing dead, so I can master the arts of the survival of the fittest, and become the alpha male. Chuck Darwin would be so proud of me!" He most certainly would, if such a Chuck Darwin ever existed.

"Playing dead indoors has nothing to do with..." Jessie started, before noticing the Pikachu Day t-shirt Lloyd was wearing. Made her feel some type of way. "...where on earth did you get that t-shirt from?"

"Got it for free from Master Hand - it's all in the name of Pikachu Day. Started the week after Pikachu and Pichu destroyed that weather machine and ended the snowstorm in Seattle. Very bittersweet for me, as I never got to be in a snowball battle. Would've lost anyways, but losing is just as fun as winning, honestly."

"But why do Pikachu and Pichu get all the credit?! Why, if it weren't for us three...and Luke Triton...we would've never put Pikachu and Pichu in the position to destroy that weather machine! We essentially undid Giovanni's plot!"

"Yeah, Master Hand completely negated your involvement in stopping the snowstorm, and went ahead and dedicated a day to Pikachu and Pichu, called Pikachu Day. We practically celebrate Pikachu Day every day, how cool is that?! Got all sorts of merchandise like this t-shirt, which I only wear in the hopes I can gain electrical powers! One day it'll come, one day..."

"Pikachu gets his own special day, and it's celebrated on a daily basis?! Ooh, the nerve of that Master Hand...wait until I get my hands on him!"

"Calm down Jessie, please don't pop another vein - we all know what happened last time!" James soothed Jessie, not wanting to think about this "last time". "Why don't we use the Pikachu Day t-shirt as motivation, to keep us going in our quest for regaining Master Hand's respect? Perhaps we'll get our own special day...Team Rocket Day!"

"Team Rocket Day...now I like the sound of that!" exclaimed Meowth, as he took the Pikachu Day t-shirt off of Lloyd. "We'll just use your shirt as a source of motivation, if you don't mind...we'll give it back soon!" Meowth said to Lloyd as he, Jessie, and James left the swordsman.

"Cool, I'll be waiting here waiting for you to come back," replied Lloyd, going back to playing dead. Not very wise to trust Team Rocket, and leave them up for chance...


The date taking place in Mario's home, between Bowser and Lara...was surprisingly going well! Rather than kicking Bowser to the curb and kicking him out of the house, Lara was willing to give the koopa king a chance, as she was enjoying a somewhat fine conversation with Bowser.

Then again, Bowser would never be making strides with Lara if not for the Black Knight. The knight would stand behind Lara, whispering some dating pointers to Bowser such as giving him good points to talk about. The Black Knight was becoming a huge asset for Bowser.

Black Knight: I practically saved Bowser's date with Lara Croft - poor Bowser would've been clueless if it weren't for me. I deserve some compensation for bailing that guy out, but knowing Bowser, only thing I'll ever get is just some lousy change. Somewhere between five nickels to a stupid dime.

"Who do you talk to the most, Lara?" Bowser asked the tomb raider, surprised that he hasn't been slapped yet. He assumed Lara might save that for later. "Ever made any friends at the University of London?"

"I did have one friend, whom I met on a chance encounter...her name is Samantha Nishimura," replied Lara, as Bowser nodded his head. He was learning a lot from Lara today - didn't know the tomb raider was an open book. "Her dad is a media mogul from Japan, and her mum used to be a Portuguese model. She specializes in documentary and filmmaking stuff."

"Ah, so she was a documentary major in college, very nice..." Bowser nodded his head yet again, not knowing what to say next...until the Black Knight whispered something to him. "Has Samantha ever gone on any of your little tomb raids?"

"Yes, Sam would travel with me wherever I go...always bringing her camera so she could film everything. There was this one instance, where she got possessed by this demon, and we had to save Sam and evict the demon out of her body...it practically left her severely injured. She's in the hospital recovering, as I speak."

"Willing to do whatever it takes to save your friend from a demon...man, you're such a bro...gal, Miss Croft. That Samantha chick could really use a friend like you!"

"Guess you could say that again...and now, I'm searching for Trinity, a militant organization mostly responsible for what happened to Sam. My search led me here to the States, and I was planning on going back to London to resume my search...before Captain Falcon came along. If only I had a plane ticket back home..."

"Oh yeah, a plane ticket would really be nice..." Bowser nervously chuckled, looking down at the floor. Lara was supposed to receive a plane ticket, as a Secret Santa gift from Pit, but Bowser scorched the ticket, buying him more time to win Lara's heart. But after hearing Lara's story, the koopa king was showing a rare sign of remorse...

"Everything okay, Bowser? You look pretty down..." Lara was quick to notice Bowser, who immediately looked back up at Lara like nothing was going on. Still didn't stop Lara from questioning the koopa king.

"I'm good, Lara, I was just thinking. Thinking about...how nice it is to go on an actual date. Peach would never give me one, no matter how many times I kidnapped her! What, does she think I only kidnap her just for fun?! That's some very narrow-minded thinking..."


Straight Fiyah was in a bit of a stasis, ever since their designated lead singer Chrom left the group. The prince had an argument with Roy, who wanted to be the leader of the group since starting the group was his idea, and Chrom argued that he should be the leader because he was the lead singer. Now, with Chrom out of the group, Roy was desperately looking for a replacement...

"Sorry Roy, but I can't be a part of your group," K.K. Slider, playing his guitar while sitting in the hallway, said to Roy. "Pop singing just ain't my thing, you know. Also, I don't know a single lick of Korean. And may I mention I would be the odd man out in your group?"

"You don't have to worry about knowing Korean, because Lucina will translate the lyrics for us!" explained Roy, which really wasn't what K.K. was talking about. "We'll just read them, and practice them, and viola! We'll be bona fide k-pop stars overnight!"

K.K. Slider: Tried singing pop music one time. Felt terrible - not having a guitar in my hands felt preserve, almost illegal. Only real musicians play guitars!

K.K. Slider would ignore Roy completely, as he resumed playing his guitar. Roy groaned as he walked away...only to bump into a gang. Gang Green.

"Going somewhere?" questioned White Lightning, him and his buddies intimidating Roy. You know what happened next - Gang Green all ganged up on poor Roy, as they beat him up. K.K. Slider kept playing his guitar as the beating persisted. Once Roy was left in the floor, in pain, Gang Green would focus their attention to K.K. Slider, who looked up with some fear in his eyes.

"Keep up the good work, fam," the Show said to K.K. Slider, as he gave the hippie dog a quarter. K.K. smiled and nodded, and the Show nodded right back as Gang Green moved out.


It was finally done - CJ's Philly cheesesteak, which will later be called the "Pikachu Cheesesteak" was finally done. It was a sandwich with melted cheddar cheese, Oscar Mayer lunch meat, garlic, and hot peppers inside some garlic bread. CJ and Palutena both thought the cheesesteak was an atrocity; Link thought it was the greatest sandwich he had ever seen.

"You sure you wanna showcase that cheesesteak to Master Hand?" asked Palutena, with a concerning smile. Like the goddess of light could make a better one, with her amateurish cooking skills.

"Well he's extremely serious about this whole 'Pikachu Day' thing, so I think his own deluded obsession will distract him from how sucky the cheesesteak looks," replied CJ, not sure if he even wanted to take credit for the cheesesteak he made. "What do you think, Link?"

"I think that this cheesesteak will be the greatest cheesesteak known to man!" exclaimed Link, worrying CJ and Palutena with his blind optimism. "Just wait until Master Hand gets a load of it!"


The beatings from Gang Green would continue, as Donkey Kong was the gang's latest victim. The audacity to gang up on an innocent gorilla...Ness witnessed the beatdown from afar, and had to notify Master Hand real quick.

"Please pick up, please kick up..." Ness said to himself, as he called Isabelle's phone, since Master Hand obviously didn't have a cellular device himself. Think of all the prank calls he would do if he had one.

"Hello, this is Master Hand speaking, what is the problem?" asked Master Hand, as he answered the call. Ness suddenly felt relieved.

"Master Hand, I think we have some uninvited strangers in the mansion! Donkey Kong is getting beat up by five black dudes and one white guy, and I've seen them go around the mansion and..."

"I was right with you until that part you mentioned about the white guy. A white man helping five other black men beat up people makes the whole thing sound implausible. Sounds like fake news to me! Good riddance, Ness..."

"No Master Hand, I'm telling the truth..." But it was too late, as Master Hand had already hung up. By the time he did, Gang Green was finished with Donkey Kong, as they left him on the floor. Who would be next?

Ness: Got no clue as to why those strangers are in the mansion, but whatever their intent is, I hope they can reach that intention soon...


Gang Green's intention, as stated earlier in the episode, was to hunt down for Sonic, and beat him up as a favor for Mario. The hedgehog they were searching for was in Cloud's room, with Cloud and Amy...and Cloud Jr, the Chocobo.

"Hey Cloud, can your Chocobo evolve, like Pokemon do?" Sonic asked the swordsman, who was coolly leaning against a wall. Cloud thought that was the stupidest question Sonic ever asked. "Or is it gonna remain small forever?"

"Technically Cloud Jr. can grow, though it would be as big as the Chocobos you can ride on," responded Cloud, bracing himself for any more questions Sonic might ask. "There are different types of Chocobos, as far as I know."

"Why possibly compelled you to name your Chocobo Cloud Jr, you're not that original, huh?" This was the most aggravating question Cloud thought Sonic ever asked. "Why not give him a cool name, like Destroyer, or Annihilator, or Obliteration, or even..."

"Shh, I think I heard some knocking..." shushed Cloud, as he heard someone knocking on the door. Cloud would open his bedroom door to see who it was...any guesses?

"Surprise!" shouted J. Train, as Gang Green filed inside Cloud's room. Man Dog would grab Cloud, and toss him on his bed, as Gang Green had their full focus on Sonic. The hedgehog backed away in anticipation, until Amy stepped up to protect her man.

"None of you losers are going to lay a single finger on my precious Sonic!" the pink hedgehog said, as she stepped in front of Sonic with her Piko Hammer. White Lightning would aggressively snatch the hammer away from Amy, before giving her an intimidating look that made the hedgehog feel timid. "Uh, you know what...I'll just take my seat on this bed." Amy meekly backed away, as she sat on Link's bed, not wanting anything to do with Gang Green.

"Found you right where we want you, Sonic..." snarled White Lightning, Piko Hammer in hand, as he and Gang Green towered over Sonic. But the blue blur remained confident, despite the odds.

"Why are you all coming for me, I have never done anything!" Sonic defended himself, looking for room to escape. The only escape he had would be through the bedroom window - had to unfasten it and jump out in time.

"Yeah, that's what you think...now shut up so you can take your beating in peace!" But before White Lightning could lift up the Piko Hammer...

...a shirt was thrown at the man's head, quickly grabbing his attention and Gang Green's attention as well. White Lightning looked in confusion as he took the shirt off his head, and Gang Green saw that it was a Pikachu Day t-shirt. They would all turn around...and see Team Rocket behind them, standing behind the open bedroom door.

James: Eh, Jessie really wanted to recite our motto again, but we had to come up with a different way to make our presence known. Talking Jessie out of the motto thing was harder than we imagined...

"Stop what you're doing, and no one gets hurt!" commanded Meowth, as Gang Green looked around, all confused. Were they supposed to take Team Rocket seriously?

"Bro, what are y'all trying to do?" questioned White Lightning, as he lowered his Piko Hammer.

"Trying to regain the respect that we lost...what are YOU trying to do?" James clapped back, putting his foot down.

"We're trying to beat up Sonic, as an order from Mario - kinda like retribution for Sonic deflating some footballs at some football game last year," replied Man Dog, as Sonic was left bewildered. Cloud and Amy, too.

"Wait, so you were all coming for my behind...all because of something that transpired A YEAR AGO?!" shouted the hedgehog, as Gang Green looked on with guilt. Some looked at the floor in shame. "Dude, I already apologized to Mario for what I did - he accepted my apology and then we shook hands afterwards. Why would he hire you guys to beat me up for something I apologized for?"

"Oh man, we, uh, didn't know that, our bad..." White Lightning sheepishly said, scratching the back of his head. "We're sorry for trying to hunt you down. We'll even extend our apology to everyone we beat up, to everyone who kinda got in our way. We just wanted to prove our worth to Mario, by beating you up and showing him the evidence."

"Hey, what about our respect?" frowned Jessie, desiring to beat up Gang Green at least once so Team Rocket could brag about it to Master Hand, and regain their respect. "If stupid Pikachu gets his own day, then we should deserve our own day as well!"

"Hold on, I think I know a way that would be a solution to both parties," said Cloud as he sat up on his bed, albeit in some pain. "Might require some makeup, but you'll see where I'm going with this..."


Once he and Isabelle spoke with the Subway store owners in Seattle - only to be turned down by each and every one of them - Master Hand would return to the mansion, where he and Isabelle would be greeted by Link and CJ in his room. CJ would show him his cheesesteak creation, holding it up for Master Hand to see.

"Here is your, dare I call it, 'Pikachu Cheesesteak', good sir," said CJ as he handed the cheesesteak to Master Hand. The giant hand accepted the cheesesteak, putting the sandwich in the palm of his hand, and then closed his fist shut, as some chewing sounds were made, followed by a swallow. Everyone looked around in confusion as Master Hand "ate" the cheesesteak. What was Master Hand's verdict?

"This Pikachu Cheesesteak...this Pikachu Cheesesteak is single-handedly the greatest thing I've ever eaten!" exclaimed Master Hand, with much vigor and excitement. Going by his comments, he obviously didn't eat that much. "A fine representation of Pikachu Day, if I do say so myself. I must show such a cheesesteak to the Subway owners, maybe it'll sway their minds. CJ, I demand that you give me the recipe for that cheesesteak before you leave this mansion!"

"You got it, sir!" CJ grinned with a smile, not surprised Master Hand liked his culinary creation. The giant hand's obsession with Pikachu Day clouded his senses.

CJ: First time I've witnessed a hand chewing...and swallowing food. Out of all the weird things I've seen in my life, THAT was the most recent.

"Master Hand, Master Hand, you must come to the foyer, and quick!" Meowth notified the giant hand as he entered his room. "Intruders tried to infiltrate the mansion, and my friends and I stopped them! You gotta see for yourself!"

"Did you seriously come back to the mansion just so you could make up a story to me and expect me to believe it?" asked Master Hand, ready to fling Meowth out of the mansion through his window. "Scram, you stupid cat, before I have to rethink my decision on banning..."

"...we have no time, Master Hand, I'm not lying! We really took down the intruders ourselves! Let's go!" Meowth grabbed Master Hand's finger, and dragged him out of his room. Yes, he was struggling mightily, but what would you expect?


Meowth took Master Hand to the foyer, where - surprise, surprise - the intruders were lying on the floor, unconscious, with Team Rocket standing over their prey. The "intruders" were actually members of Gang Green, who had bruises over their bodies; said bruises were the result Amy's fabulous makeup skills.

"And we did it all without having to resort to our Pokemon!" James boasted to Master Hand, who was terribly shook. He was honestly expecting some kind of prank orchestrated by Team Rocket, so to say the giant hand was genuinely surprised would be lightly putting it.

"You beat up these intruders...with just your BARE FISTS?" questioned Master Hand, as Team Rocket nodded their heads. "Well I'd be...this must either be a dream, or some lackluster nightmare. Yet somehow, it's a reality. Very weird..."

"So, Master Hand, how about giving us back our respect?" smiled Jessie, as she learned in close to Master Hand. James and Meowth would do the same. "You know...the respect we lost partly because of Giovanni?"

"Eh...seeing as how you took a bunch of intruders to school, without running away like cowards...I suppose I can give you back your respect." Team Rocket was overjoyed, as the three members all cheered and whatnot. "But don't expect anything more than respect, got it? Take whatever you can get."

"Whatever you say, Master Hand!" Mewtwo saluted the giant hand, who gave a thumbs up as he returned to his room. Shortly after Master Hand left, Gang Green woke up from their "unconsciousness", as they rose up to their feet.

"That actually went a lot better than I expected..." said Cloud, the mastermind of the whole plot, as he exited from a nearby closet, along with Sonic and Amy. "Amy, is Sonic all ready to go?"

"Sonic is all set!" replied Amy, as Sonic - who thanks to Amy's makeup, looked like he had suffered the beating of a lifetime - gave a thumbs up.

"Great. Now all we need to do is wait for Mario to show up...well speak of the devil." Cloud looked outside the foyer window, and saw Mario's car rolling up into the driveway of his home. "Alright, you guys, time to initiate Phase 2..."


Black Knight: Should Bowser and Lara ever be an item? Um...let me get back to you on that. *runs away, before returning a few seconds later* I still do think I deserve credit for saving Bowser's date. Bowser would be a dead koopa if not for me. *runs away for good*

"What are you most afraid of, Lara?" Bowser asked the tomb raider, asking another question that was supplied by the Black Knight. The Black Knight was truly the real MVP of the date. "Ghosts? Demons? Ghostly demons? What about flying ghostly demons?"

"I do suffer from PTSD, from time to time..." answered Lara, recollecting that instance in which she aggressively stabbed Shulk upon seeing a knife. "Anything that reminds me of Yamatai gives me PTSD. So yeah, that's what I'm afraid of..."

"Yeah, Yamatai sure sounds like a scary place - sounds like it could be the lair of Genghis Khan. Also sounds kinda funny to pronounce, hehehe...Yamatai."

Suddenly, the front door opened, as Bowser turned around and saw Mario and Peach, both shocked, with shopping bags in their hands. Mario would drop his bags to the floor when he saw Bowser sitting at the table with Lara, and was filled with rage.

"You stay back-a from Lara, you fiend!" the plumber frowned, as he grabbed a loaf of Italian bread from a shopping bag and ran over to Bowser to whack him with it. Bowser fell out of his chair and unto the floor, covering his head, as Lara and the Black Knight looked on.

"Mario stop it this instant!" said Peach, as she dropped her shopping bags and went to go restrain Mario. "This might be a slight misunderstanding, for all we know..."

"Hey, Mario, is this the blue hedgehog you asked for? We did the hard work for ya!"

Mario would cease the beating, as he looked up and turned around. There, standing at the doorway, was Gang Green, with White Lightning holding up an "unconscious" Sonic. The gang would enter Mario's home, as White Lightning tossed Sonic unto the floor.

"M-Mario, who are these men, and what did they do to Sonic?" Peach asked her husband, who stood up and put the Italian bread away. Bowser would also get up, dusting himself off as he got a good look of Gang Green.

"We were hired by Mario to beat up Sonic, to make up for what that blue furball did to Mario last year," explained White Lightning, staring down Sonic. "When Sonic deflated those footballs from a backyard football game, and..."

"Mario I thought Sonic already apologized to you for that whole deflating thing!" Peach said to Mario, with a stern look. Mario had to dig into his memory banks, remembering when this apology was made, and then he realized...

"Oh yes, I do-a remember!" exclaimed Mario, snapping his fingers when he found the memory. "Sonic gave me a heart-a felt apology after Yu and-a friends solved the whole mystery. But why did-a I..." A frown suddenly appeared on Mario's face, as he turned around to face the guy who put him up to hiring Gang Green as hitmen...Bowser. "YOU were the one-a who suggested to me that I beat-a up Sonic, just so you could-a have some private time with Lara, isn't it?!"

"Bowser, is that true?" asked Lara, as she stood up from her chair. Bowser looked at Lara, sweat pouring down his face, as he turned back and saw Mario...with Gang Green standing right behind him.

"So, you were the punk who put Mario and us up to this whole 'beat up Sonic' thing..." scowled White Lightning, his arms crossed as he intensified his glare. "What do you say we do to our crook, Mario?"

"I say we give-a him a beating he won't-a forget..." replied Mario, cracking his knuckles, as he marched towards Bowser. The koopa king fell on his back, holding out his outstretched hand in mercy.

"Stop it Mario, don't do it, I was just...playing around!" pleaded Bowser, but nothing he could do could stop Mario and Gang Green from approaching him. "I didn't expect you to take the whole thing seriously...it was all in the name of fun..."


Cappy: Bowser sure got his just desserts...Mario and Gang Green took their fight with Bowser outside, where they would make him pay for leading them astray. Mario wanted to do the fighting indoors, but Peach and Lara wouldn't allow it. Anyways, Mario apologized to Sonic for wanting to beat him up because of Bowser, and Gang Green would apologize to anyone they beat up today. Bowser should apologize to Lara for forcing her to go on a date with him...once his injuries are fully healed.

Lara: Didn't learn a lot from Bowser from our "date"...but he has certainly learned a lot from me. Didn't intend to give him that much info. Still, I don't think Bowser isn't as bad as he appears to be...unless you include his manipulation of Mario.

It was now time for CJ and Gang Green to return to their destination, as the seven were gathered in the teleportation room. Mega Man was back to running the device, after spending his day with Rush.

"What did you do while at the mansion?" Green Goblin asked CJ, who had to write up a recipe for the Pikachu cheesesteak. Might be a new food staple of the mansion, along with the malasadas.

"Made my first-ever Philly cheesesteak, although it wasn't exactly what I intended," replied CJ, glad he was somehow able to teach Link something today. "What about you guys?"

"We were hired by Mario as hitmen to take out Sonic the Hedgehog." CJ would give Gang Green an inquisitive stare upon hearing this. "...we'll explain later once we return to Minneapolis."

Standing outside the teleportation room was Link, Zelda, and Midna. Link had already said his goodbyes to CJ, and he even had a copy of CJ's cheesesteak recipe in his pocket. The blind leading the blind...

"I take it you had a great day with your new friend?" Zelda asked Link, as Mega Man got the teleportation device booted up. CJ and Gang Green were soon Minneapolis bound.

"Yeah I guess you could say that," replied Link, with a grin on his face. "Today was a great learning experience...feels good when you're given the right information, rather than being misled and looking like a goof."

Once again...the blind leading the blind.