Author's Note:
Y'all know the drill, got some guest reviews...getting closer to that 1,000 review mark. Which is, in a word, incredible. As always, thank you all for your support.
"Have any of the bosses from Super Mario 3D World appeared yet? Will Lucina keep her Laura Bailey voice or use her Alexis Tipton voice in your story? Will you include elements to Bowser's Inside Story when the remake comes out? And finally, how soon can you add the Death Battle reaction chapter or scene?"
They...probably won't appear, ever. Lucina is using her Laura Bailey voice. I'll do a chapter centered around BIS. And I should include some Death Battle reactions soon. It appears that I've received another rude review...
"Who do you think is ever willing to read one million words of random bulls***?"
The over one-hundred authors who favorited/followed this story, along with many other anonymous readers, would be more than happy to answer that question for you. And I wouldn't say that my story is completely random...well, on occasional moments, it is. Last up is El pollo campero:
"1.) A suggestion for a chapter where the mansion has a summer picnic and they have to to games like tug of war and other stuff for the sake of "bonding" and getting to know the newcomers?
2.) I finally got a switch, and Crash Bandicoot is one of the games I've been thinking about getting. Is it any good?"
1. I'll do that after the whole Calamity Ganon conundrum is over with.
2. I haven't played Crash Bandicoot for the Switch...yet, but based upon my childhood nostalgia, it's a great game. Buy that game ASAP.
Episode 133: DiscoPartyFiesta
You may have forgotten about it, or maybe you've overlooked it, but Mario's house apparently had a bunker, thanks in part to Bowser. According to Bowser, he built the bunker a long time ago, planning to use it so he could get closer to Lara. The closest he has ever gotten to Lara was a date, and we all know how that went...
After discovering the bunker, Peach showed it off to Mario, who was greatly surprised by how spacious it was. So spacious, one could argue that it would make for an awesome basement. Probably because a normal-sized bunker wouldn't cut it for Bowser, given how big he is. A guy like him oughta need as much space as possible.
Every now and then, Mario would come down to the bunker for a variety things - meditating, reading time, playing card games with Cappy, etc. Sometimes he would sneak into the bunker to get away from folks like Impa and Lana, and spend some time with himself...and Cappy, if he was interested...in quiet, peaceful solitude. Mario's coffee breaks usually took place in this bunker.
Mario: *dancing to "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" before turning around* Oh, hi there! You're probably wondering what I'm-a doing in this bunker, aren't you? Well, whenever I need a break-a from Peach, Impa, or even-a the baby, I just come-a down here and drink some-a coffee, and do a little dancing. You may not-a know it, but I dance-a all the time! Always moving my feet around-a to whatever noise-a I hear...it's like I'm perfecting an exquisite dance-a form. When I break-a the rules, I'm breakdancing. And enjoying a cup-a of joe.
However, there were some moments where Mario felt lonely, like he needed someone to talk to and have a fun time with. Mario already has fun with Peach, so she was out of the question. Impa was definitely no fun - she would probably annoy Mario to no end about Calamity Ganon. And Lana? She's just a lost cause...
Needing some to enjoy some coffee with, Mario headed out of his bunker so he could go over to the mansion. He refused to dance and drink coffee alone.
"Watch Jennifer for-a me, Poochy - I'll be back soon!" Mario called out to Poochy as he headed out the front door. Too bad Poochy was busy rubbing his back against a tall lamppost. He couldn't babysit Jennifer with the pleasure he was receiving.
Once at the mansion, Mario went to the living room, and saw Ness, Paula, and Poo, playing a board game among themselves. Perhaps Mario could play board games with the three in his bunker.
"Kids, I think I have a dilemma on-a my hands..." Mario, holding his coffee cup, said to Ness and company, erroneously calling them kids. Did anyone not know that Ness, Paula, and Poo were teenagers? Why must we take their child-like appearances for granted? "I might-a be growing into a giant...look at this normal sized-a cup. So ridiculously small-a in my hand...so, anyone wants to join-a me at my place for lunch?"
"I would love to join you for lunch, Mario," replied Poo, in the most respectful way possible. "It would absolutely be a dream come true, to have lunch with a famous plumber like yourself."
"Good! Now I need a woman. Paula, would-a you like to join me for lunch?" Paula appeared to be very hesitant; as much as she wanted to say no, Mario was looking at her with beaming eyes, expecting her to say yes.
"I'm sorry Mario, but I can't come," was Paula's reply, as Mario held his head down. He didn't want to ask Kumatora - a girl like her could beat up the plumber any day of the week. "Gonna be pretty busy later today. Ness is finally going to teach me how to play baseball!"
"Oh is that-a so, huh?" Mario turned to face Ness - his last hope. "Is it too soon-a to cancel your, erm, base-a ball practice with Paula?"
"I made a promise to Paula, Mario, and I can't back down from it," replied Ness, in an almost apologetic manner. He knew how much Mario was counting on him and Paula to join him for lunch. "In fact, I'm gonna need Poo, so I'm afraid he can't join you...for lunch..."
"Okay then, I see how it is...guess I'll be alone-a by myself then..." Mario sighed as he left the premises, with Ness, Paula, and Poo looking at one another feeling bad for the plumber. As bad as Mario felt, he wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet.
So Mario went to the cafe, where he found Cloud, Palutena, and Kohaku hanging around. The residents usually enjoyed their coffee in the cafe...so why not enjoy it at Mario's bunker?
"Hey all - I just wanted to know-a if you want to join me for some-a lunch, at my place," Mario said to Cloud and company, hoping to get at least two persons - one male, and one female - to join him for lunch. "Are any of-a you interested? Cloud?"
"I can do lunch, but only depending on what is being served," replied Cloud, resting coolly against the wall. He was quite a natural at it. "Aerith put me on a lean diet, so I have to limit what I can and cannot eat."
Cloud: Reason why Aerith put me on a lean diet is because she wants me to keep my body size and frame intact. I never realized how much control I had over food until now...
"Anyone else-a interested in lunch, with-a yours truly?" Mario asked Palutena and Kohaku, both of him were reluctant to answer. They didn't wish to hurt Mari's feelings; he was really banking on someone to join him.
"Master Hand put me in charge of cooking dinner tonight, so I can't tag along," replied Palutena - Lord have mercy on all the mansion residents. "I'll be in the kitchen, getting my materials ready and prepared."
"And Hisui wants to do spend some 'brother-sister bonding time' together, so I'm unavailable," added Kohaku, as Mario threw his arms up in defeat. "Maybe on another day, we'll have lunch together!"
"Good-a grief, what happened to you people?!" frowned Mario, being irrationally angry for no reason. "Have you become-a incapable of having fun? Have you become-a robots? WE ARE DRONES. WE ARE DRONES. ALL WE DO IS...NOT HAVE FUN." Mario was doing robot moves during his robot impersonation, which Palutena and Kohaku found amusing. Even the stoic Cloud cracked a smile.
"I know there's someone out there willing to have lunch with you, Mario," Palutena assured the plumber, wanting him to feel better. But Mario was still in his robot phase, which led Palutena to escort the plumber out of the cafe.
"BEEP BOP BEEP BOP...I AM A ROBOT, I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO LOVE. LOVE IS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND IN ROBOTS, LIKE ME." R.O.B. was strolling through the hallway minding its own business, when it overheard Mario as he was being escorted by Palutena. To say R.O.B. was triggered would be lightly putting it.
"ROBOTS DO KNOW HOW TO LOVE...ONE DAY, I'LL SHOW HIM..." vowed R.O.B. as he strolled away. Good luck finding a suitable significant other.
Pikachu Day has been staying on a steady track, ever since Sonic joined in on the festivities. Together with him, Pit and Kirby, Pikachu Day has been increasing in awareness, and one great way the trio created awareness was by printing out flyers and posting them around town. Sora was the one who did the posting; the Keyblade wielder said when he wasn't slaying Heartless left and right, he worked a job posting flyers. Earned him lots of money.
Pit, Kirby, and Sonic were in the printing room, printing out more Pikachu Day flyers, when Fiora entered the room. The moment the Homs saw Pit, Kirby, and Sonic together, she automatically knew they were doing something Pikachu Day-related.
"Hi guys, what's up?" Fiora asked Pit and company, who were looking at something together. They didn't even hear Fiora speak, it seemed like. "I said, what's up you guys?" Finally, Pit and company heard, as they turned their heads and saw Fiora.
"Fiora, haven't I told you that it's rude to repeat the same thing twice?" Sonic scolded the Homs, wagging his finger at her the only way he knew how. "It's a desperate sign of attention, and a girl like you doesn't need attention to remind yourself that you still exist."
"Yeah, whatever...anyways, has the album cover printed out yet?" Sonic and the others were confused as to what Fiora was talking about, until Pit saw a piece of paper lying on the printer tray.
"Is this what you're talking about?" Pit asked as he grabbed the piece of paper, before looking at it together with Kirby and Sonic. They all made judgmental stares, before Pit showed the paper to Fiora. "Fiora, what the heck is this?"
What was on the piece of paper was an album cover - had the right dimensions and everything. But what concerned Pit and company was the name on the album cover - Straight Fiyah, with the style of the text having flames. The text was over a black background, and also had a sword going through it.
"That...that is a concept I developed for Straight Fiyah's debut album cover," Fiora reluctantly explained; every time she said "Straight Fiyah" out loud, she was always reminded of that cringeworthy performance Roy and company delivered in episode 107, which she dubbed "cancer in motion". "Roy put me up to it, since nobody else wanted to do it."
Fiora: I should probably mention that Straight Fiyah has yet to record a single original song...but apparently that hasn't stopped Roy from finding concert gigs, making merchandise, and now developing an album cover for an album that won't ever be released. Next thing you know, he's gonna force someone to put his stupid band into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame...
"This has gone way out of hand, someone needs to bring Roy back to the real world or something," remarked Sonic, wanting to shred the piece of paper to pieces. But he knew he would never hear the end of it from Roy. "This has gone on long enough!"
"What's the point, even if we tell him to discontinue the band, he'll find a way to bring the band back together, despite our demands," stated Kirby, who believed that Roy was beyond help at this point. "Our only hope is that Lucina and her friends put an end to this nonsense."
"I should show this to Roy, before he starts bugging me," Fiora took the piece of paper from Pit, before leaving the printing room. "Must be worried sick right now..."
As Fiora walked down the hallway, Crash was seen staring straight at the Homs, with intensity in his eyes...something never seen before in the bandicoot.
Link was chilling outside on a hammock, fully enjoying the pleasures of life. He never had his chance to relax on the hammock - most of the time, Cloud would hog the hammock just so he could nap in peace. Other times, Alm and Celica would be chilling on the hammock together, being lovey-dovey with one another. Whenever the hammock was available, it was infested by bugs.
But today was the day Link finally had the hammock for himself, and boy did it feel great. He had his arms behind his head, relaxing as he had his eyes closed. Nothing could bother him - not even his girlfriend Zelda, whom Link noticed as he lifted his left eye.
"Finally got the hammock for yourself, I see," Zelda said to Link, as Link smiled and let out a sigh of relief. Dude was so comfy, he didn't want to move a single muscle ever again.
"Been a long time coming, but I've waited very patiently for this moment to happen," replied Link, enjoying the radiant sun rays beaming down on his face. "Cloud had his time in this hammock, and now, I have mine..."
"Yeah...I know you're feeling very comfortable and you don't want to leave the hammock, but I have some things to do that you could help me with." Whatever it was, Link would say no to. He wouldn't leave the hammock for anything, not even if Mario was being robbed at gunpoint. He'd just watch Mario get shot, and laugh about it afterwards. "So as you know, we just had the 4th of July on Wednesday..."
"We did? Oh yeah, we did...man, this summer is just flying right by. Was Lucario the grill master? Not gonna lie, he has been doing much better than expected, I thought he would..."
"Are you going to let me finish or not?" Link immediately stopped speaking, so he could hear what else Zelda had to say. "Master Hand wanted to light the fireworks tonight, since the idea of lighting them on a Wednesday apparently unsettled him. So I'm going to see if there's any firework places still open."
"Why did we celebrate the 4th of July, we're not American citizens. We're Hylians, for crying out loud! We should have celebrated an Independence Day for Hyrule! Why that hasn't been instituted yet is beyond me."
"You may not be an American citizen, yes, but that didn't stop you from eating up all the burgers..." Link remained silent once again, having been owned by his girlfriend. "...anyways, I want you to come with me to get the fireworks. It'll be a short trip."
"Why not take Midna, you think the fireworks vendor would be scared of her or something? Just don't have her smile, and you should be fine...but seriously, don't have her smile, it'll give you nightmares. Take it from me..."
"The vendor will question Midna to no end, which is why you'll be going in her place. So how about you get off the hammock, and come with me to get some fireworks? I'm sure the hammock will be available by the time we get back."
"If you want me off the hammock so bad, then you're gonna have to get me off..." And that's what Zelda did, as she took the hammock and used it to toss Link unto the ground. Link found himself mumbling to himself, as Zelda took his hand and dragged him away.
Midna: *watches Zelda drag Link across the ground, from a window on a high floor* Zelda, going to buy fireworks with Link? That's bound to be a trainwreck. But not as much of a trainwreck as having fireworks near the mansion. Bowser Jr. was put in charge of fireworks last year, and he nearly burned the entire city down; the city government was dangerously close to evacuating everyone. Master Hand should've known better than to leave the fireworks in the hands of a little kid. He should put his trust in me. *smiles deviously*
Back in his home, Mario was seated on the sofa in the living room, with his cap over his face. Poochy did a terrible job at watching over Jennifer - by the time Mario returned, the dog was still rubbing his back against the lamppost. Jennifer could have died. But she had no need to fear, for Peach came back home, having returned from Luigi's place.
"Mario what's wrong, why do you look so down?" Peach asked her man, coming over to check on him. She took off the cap, and saw Mario's face - a face full of sadness and grief. Cappy appeared from the cap, so he could give Peach the 411.
"Mario's just salty that nobody wanted to join him for lunch," the hat explained to the princess, as he looked at Mario. "Went around asking everyone if they were interested, but they kept turning him down..."
"Those losers have-a no idea on how to have-a fun..." grumbled Mario, before sitting up on the sofa just to improve his posture. "I'm just sitting on this-a sofa to release my frustration.
"Aw, you just wanted someone to hang out with you in the bunker, is it?" Mario looked up at Peach, his eyes still full of sadness, before nodding his head. Peach gave a reassuring smile, resting her hand on Mario's shoulder. "Maybe if you told them you were having lunch in the bunker, they wouldn't have turned down your offer!"
"I doubt it...they'll be-a like, 'Ooh, a bunker, so spectacular', and go on about-a their day..." Just then, an idea bulb lit up above Mario's head. "...but it wouldn't hurt if we spruced-a up the bunker a little, would it?"
"You can never go wrong with a little decorating. And besides, the bunker was looking pretty drab to begin with. So devoid of color and excitement...it could really use a makeover." Slowly, Mario was no longer depression, as he was growing in contentment. A smile was starting to form on his face.
"We should get started on decorating the bunker now - it's not gonna decorate itself!" exclaimed Cappy, getting overly excited about decorating things. "Where are our decorating supplies?"
The supplies were in the closet, and Mario would get these supplies - paint buckets, paint rollers, brushes, and the like - before heading down to the bunker. He would join Peach and Cappy down there, with Peach playing close attention to a table with a coffee maker and two cups on it.
"So that's where the coffee maker has been..." the princess remarked, having searched for the coffee maker for eons. "You kept it down here this whole time, haven't you?"
"Gotta keep-a myself hydrated, that's rule-a number one!" smiled Mario before giving a thumbs up, like he was in a infomercial dropping some knowledge on the youngbloods out there. "Now let's-a get started!"
So with the help of Peach and Cappy, Mario was able to decorate the bunker in record time, making it pleasing to the eye. The bunker looked like a place worth hanging out in, to have a fun time and to just enjoy yourself. It was perfect for any together...like lunch, for instance.
And now, Mario took Peach to the mansion, so he could tell the residents about this awesome bunker. He hoped not to tell Bowser, for the koopa king would hate it if he found out Mario improved upon something he built himself.
"Guys, I have-a figured it out - I've figured out what is up-a your butts!" exclaimed Mario as he ran inside the gaming room; everyone present just looked at one another, bewildered by what Mario was rambling on about.
Mario: All this hubbub about-a Calamity Ganon has really affected-a everyone. They're too worried-a about the future, unable to focus on-a the present. It's almost like they're not allowed-a to have fun anymore. Back when I was-a head of the mansion, this place-a was like Chuck E. Cheese's - people hanging out, having fun, and-a enjoying themselves. Now, it's like Chuck died-a or something.
"Daddy is here, and daddy is going to take-a care of you," assured Mario, making everyone feel uncomfortable. Anyone calling Mario their daddy was just plain weird.
"Mario, please don't refer to yourself as our daddy, it sounds extremely suspect," advised Ike, while keeping a considerable distance away from Mario "Especially since it's coming from you..."
"Deal with it - I'm your big-a daddy, and daddy is gonna make-a everyone feel better." Mario was now running away with this whole "daddy" thing, and Peach wasn't doing a darn thing to stop it. She must secretly like it.
"Just stop already Mario, you've never made me feel so threatened in my life before," Fox told the plumber, as Falco earnestly nodded his head.
"I legitimately feel scared, not gonna lie," added Falco, strangely getting shivers up and down his spine. "Get it over with, man, before I have to leave..."
"Daddy is here-a for you, my little angels," Mario addressed everyone; not a single person in the gaming room wished to be addressed as a "little angel" by Mario. Anyone else would be fair game. "Luckily, I know just-a the solution to get you guys out of your-a funk."
"Whatever this 'solution' is, it better be good..." the female Inking murmured, hoping the solution was an all-out paint battle. One that would leave the Smash Mansion drenched in paint.
"Funk is the problem and the solution," Mario said matter-of-factly, like he was stating a very important scientific fact. Peach, wanting to play along, nodded her head in agreement.
"That makes a ton of sense," Hisui also nodded his head, seemingly in agreement with Mario...before looking away and shaking his head in disbelief.
"Some of you may not know-a this, but I have a bunker at my house, courtesy of Bowser. Peach, Cappy, and I decorated-a this bunker, so it would be suitable-a for any get-together of any kind. It's a place to hang-a out. A place where people both hideous and-a beautiful can hook up. A place to meet, to greet, and to see the ones-a you love. To love the ones-a you see."
"Is this some kind of punishment, because we didn't want to have lunch with you?" questioned Chrom, able to see the desperation in Mario's eyes. Just having anyone for lunch would honestly make Mario's day.
"How about you get-a over lunch, Chrom? Everyone else-a has moved on, so why shouldn't you?" A true pot calling the kettle black moment right here.
"Quick question: is this bunker haunted?" asked Cortex, as he raised his hand to be recognized. Uka looked at the mad scientist in disbelief, before shaking his head. "Not that I'm scared, per se, but for all we know, there could be ghosts in the bunker...invisible ghosts, I might add! We shouldn't take any chances..."
Luigi: Invisible ghosts? Ha! The only ghosts-a I see are visible ones. *nervously turns around* ...there's not a ghost behind-a me, is there?
"So we're going to have some kind of haunted affair in a haunted bunker?" questioned Rosalina, left undecided on whether she should join Mario or not. "I like my parties to be unhaunted, thank you very much."
"No it's not haunted, Cortex is confusing you with-a his cowardice," replied Mario, as Cortex made a skeptical face. He didn't think of himself as a coward, though past history would say otherwise. "This is a regular, fun-a party."
"A regular, fun, but haunted party in a haunted bunker," said Wolf, making Mario feel very frustrated. "Yeah, I can dig something like that! Sounds right up my alley!"
"...a regular, fun party but without-a the haunting, and with tons-a of food and drink. And-a for the record, the bunker is NOT haunted." This should be enticing enough to the residents; certainly someone would be willing to go.
"Is there any dancing involved?" asked Nana; most parties would be incomplete with no dancing.
"It's a daytime fiesta down-a in the bunker underneath-a my home, complete-a with food, drinks, music, and dancing." Mario said this in a very rapid pace, before losing his breath. Who knew enticing people to join your party would be so exhausting?
"It's a party fiesta!" exclaimed Peach, going the extra mile to save her man from losing it in front of everyone. Mario smiled as he pointed at Peach, wanting everyone to heed the princess' words.
"Is this party fiesta...a disco party fiesta?" Wario perked up, who found this title to be more appropriate since there was dancing involved.
"Yeah, I guess-a you could say that...but I won't entice-a you any further. I won't force-a you to go down-a to the bunker. But rest-a assured, I will-a be there. And maybe Peach. She'll be down there from time-a to time...and the food, drinks, music, and-a dancing will be there, 24/7. So now I ask...who's-a with me?!"
The only person that was sold was Wario, who joined Mario in the bunker as he checked the place out. Mario, wearing a sombrero, was salty that nobody else was in the bunker, but at least he lured one person over to his house. That's improvement, right?
"Well, Wario, looks like it's just-a me and you," sighed Mario, expecting yet hoping Peach to come down to the bunker once she was done with Jennifer. "The two-a of us, holding down the fort like-a men..."
"Really love what you've done to the place, hardly looks like a bunker to me," complimented Wario, as he walked around the bunker and inspected every inch of it. "Though it looks too big to be a bunker...then again, Bowser did build it. He's always aspiring to go big."
"Thank you Wario, that's the nicest thing-a you've ever told me about anything." Mario's dire hopes would soon be alleviated, when a certain Sheikah came down the stairs to the bunker. Impa had arrived, looking around the bunker as she heard some party music playing.
"Mario, what on earth is this?" Impa questioned the plumber, who perked up when he saw Impa. He had never been so happy to see her before until now. Finally, a woman to join the party! "Lana and I leave you alone for just a few hours, and what do you do? Start a party in the bunker. What do you have to say for yourself?"
Impa: Lana, Linkle and I banded together to gather some provisions for the mansion when Calamity Ganon arrives, since Mario didn't want to take the initiative. He was too busy playing with his child to take action. I'll never understand for the life of me why letting an infant ride atop your back is great for bonding. One bad move, and Mario could seriously injure his child.
"Leave him alone lady, Mario just wants to let loose!" Wario stuck up for Mario, which was a rare moment in itself. "We came here to get down!"
"Wario's right, Impa, this is the fun-a zone," affirmed Mario, tilting the sombrero on his head to let Impa knew that he and Wario meant business. "Either you respect-a the sombrero, or get out." Impa would respect the sombrero, as she frowned and left the bunker. But, the Sheikah would return to the bunker...
...and with a glazed doughnut with sprinkles! Wario took hold of this doughnut, eyeing it with hypnotic eyes as his mouth began to drool. Mario accusingly pointed at Impa, for that doughnut was the last of a box of doughnuts the plumber ate last night.
"Wario...come," Impa said to the entranced fatso. She was trying to lure Wario out of the bunker! What would Mario do to counter what Impa was doing?
"Wario...stay," Mario said, as Wario broke from his trance and turned around...seeing Mario holding out his credit card. Mario was willing to give up his credit card, just to make Wario stay. Talk about dedication.
"Wario...come."
"Wario...stay."
"Wario...come."
"Stay where-a you are..."
"Come on, right now..."
"This credit card-a hasn't even expired yet, Wario..."
"Don't listen to him, Mario's making it up."
Wario found himself at odds - he wanted the glazed doughnut, but yet he also wanted Mario's credit card. To splurge without spending dollar bills would be a dream come true for the fatso.
"You sure that credit card isn't expired?" Wario asked Mario, who nodded his head with his lips pursed. Sweat was pouring down the plumber's face - he was as nervous as Wario was.
"For the love of Hylia...Wario, there is no way a man like Mario would willingly give up his credit card to a greedy cheapskate like you," Impa told the Wario, who found himself reaching for the credit card. "Come over there and take...the doughnut."
Too late, Wario already made his mind up - he joined Mario's side, as he giddily accepted the credit card and danced around with it, like he won the lottery. It wasn't until he looked at the credit card that he might've made a terrible mistake...
"Mario, you liar, this card IS expired!" the fatso frowned, seeing that the credit card had expired last month. And since it was expired, Wario tore it up into pieces, before seething through clenched teeth. "Why did I fall for it, why..."
"Simply unbelievable..." Impa sighed in disbelief, as she climbed up the stairs with the glazed doughnut. She might as well eat the doughnut.
Mario: I know how that Marceline chick from-a Adventure Time feels...wanting to let loose-a and give the people a good-a time, yet some-a one has to make-a you out to be a bad guy. Haters will never stop-a hatin'.
Bayonetta and Jeanne have been best friends, for quite a long time, their friendship going as far back to their childhood. Despite her rivalry with Bayonetta, Jeanne had a lot in common with the Umbra Witch - she loved kicking demon booty, and she also enjoyed shopping as well.
Having embarked on a shopping trip with Jeanne, Bayonetta and her best friend would make their return to the mansion, both carrying shopping bags full of clothes and whatnot. Bayonetta and Jeanne weren't exactly the most materialistic chicks around, but they did aspire to look the best.
"The new mascara I bought should do more than enough to enhance my already stunning looks," smirked Bayonetta, as she and Jeanne strolled down the street on their way to the mansion. "The mascara I had before...just didn't cut it for me."
"Did you see the selection they had for the lip gloss?" Jeanne asked Bayonetta, with beaming eyes. Alright, so maybe Bayonetta and Jeanne were a little materialistic after all. "Perhaps the best selection, if you ask me."
"Oh please...obviously you haven't seen the fragrance aisle. They even offered free samples, can you believe it? Very cheeky, I'll say..I wanted to steal every single perfume and fragrance I laid my eyes on!"
"But what about those maxi dresses we saw? The prices for those were unbelievable - fifty dollars for a plus size dress, with sleeves! Clearly that store was too boujee for our tastes...such high standards!"
Bayonetta and Jeanne arrived at the premises of the Smash Mansion, and they saw a bunch of residents from the mansion head over to Mario's home - namely Geo Stelar, Omega-Xis, Shulk, Diddy Kong, Olimar, and a whole bunch of others. One by one, they were coming to the Mario's home.
"Cheeky...Mario must be having some kind of event at his house," smiled Bayonetta, in a curious state of mind. Now would be a great time for her to toy with Mario, and make him look weak. "Makes me wonder what it is..."
"Bet it's a party - can't think of any other reason anyone would willingly want to pay Mario a visit," remarked Jeanne, as the Ice Climbers and Bass headed over to Mario's home. "I'll gladly take your shopping bags for you, Bayo. I would show up for Mario's party, but I don't want to start a big fuss..."
"Make sure you sneak in through the back door so you won't be noticed," Bayonetta advised Jeanne, handing her friend her shopping bags. Jeanne went to the mansion, hands full with shopping bags, as Bayonetta turned to face Mario's house. She had a classic Bayonetta smirk on her face, as she made her advance.
Once inside, Bayonetta saw a few residents in the living room - namely Meta Knight, Little Mac, Doc Louis, and Bass - either standing up or seated in a couch. No party was found in sight. So Bayonetta walked past the sparse crowd, and heard some noise coming from nearby, eventually coming across an opening with a staircase. The Umbra Witch walked down this staircase...
...and arrived at the bunker, where she saw Mario and a host of residents living it up. There was food, drinks, music, and dancing, as Mario had promised - the latter two must've been prepared by Peach.
"Bayonetta, is that you?" Mario called out to the Umbra Witch, watching her make her descent down the stairs. Bayonetta was the last person Mario expected to join his disco party fiesta.
"Of course it is you fool, who else would it be?" retorted Bayonetta, looking around the bunker as she made her way to Mario. "I must say, I love how this basement looks - you really have a taste for design, Mario!"
"Actually, this-a is a bunker, not a basement." Bayonetta refused to believe this, no matter how much Mario tried to change her mind. "Now wait are you waiting on? Dance, dance to your heart's-a content!"
So Bayonetta danced away, in a seductive and sultry manner. The Umbra Witch's dancing caught the attention of many males, including Mario, who found themselves entranced. Mario, remembering that he was married, snapped out of his trance, but the same couldn't be said for the other males, such as Diddy Kong.
Diddy: I've developed feelings for Bayonetta that a spidermonkey like myself isn't allowed to form...I'm so sorry Dixie, forgive me...
"Aw yeah, Bayonetta, work it girl!" shouted an ecstatic Mario, hoping and praying that Peach didn't overhear him. Or Impa and Lana. Don't want any snitches. "Put-a your back into it!" Bayonetta would indeed put her back into it, until...
"AH, BLOODY NORA!" Bayonetta shouted out loud, as the Umbra Witched grabbed her back in pain. She stopped dancing, but she didn't kill the mood; everyone stopped and looked at Bayonetta, before they resumed dancing. Those heartless jerks.
"Mama mia, what-a happened?" Mario frantically inspected Bayonetta, to see what the problem was. He wanted to touch her, but not at the expense of bringing her any more pain.
"Were you born yesterday?! I hurt my back, obviously!" The pain was making Bayonetta frustrated, along with Mario's panicky self, making the Umbra Witch sound like a cranky British grandma.
"You hurt-a your back? Yikes, wonder how-a that happened..." Bayonetta found herself moaning in pain, as she stepped a few steps forward. Mario kept monitoring, and Cappy would monitor her as well.
"You didn't hurt your back, Bayonetta - it just gave in for no reason," Cappy said to the Umbra Witch, who was looking around for a place to sit. "You're okay, you're just fine...why don't we lie down somewhere? Don't think there's a good spot in this bunker. We should head upstairs, and lay you down on a couch."
"Take me to the bloody living room already, I can't stand this pain anymore! Oh dearest me..." Pit, who was dancing while Bayonetta was in pain like the heartless jerk he was, saw the Umbra Witch during her time of torment, and couldn't bear to see her suffer anymore.
"Mario, Cappy, you guys need any help?" Pit stopped dancing as he asked the plumber and the talking hat. The two were escorting Bayonetta out of the bunker, trying to make past the heartless jerks dancing.
"No Pit, Cappy and I have it all-a covered," assured Mario, getting close to the stairs. Would Bayonetta be keen going up the stairs, with her aching back? "You can keep-a dancing." Shame on Mario, telling Pit to continue his jerkbag ways.
"Did someone tip over Bayonetta? Was it King Dedede?" King Dedede, who was busy cutting up a rug - likely as a means to lose weight - shot a quick glare at Pit. The penguin couldn't be that careless.
"It's my back, Pit - my back is killing me," Bayonetta said to Pit, hoping the angel wouldn't offer to be her chiropractor. He would break the Umbra Witch's back in ways that wasn't even possible. "Mario, can' you just take me to the hospital? I know you're a doctor, but I don't trust you as a chiropractor..."
"Cappy and I are going to take-a care of you," replied Mario; wasn't the answer Bayonetta wanted nor expected, but she'll take it. "We're gonna get-a you help. We'll make it through-a together. Up the stairs-a we go!"
"Why can't we just call 911..." sighed Bayonetta, as Mario and Cappy helped her up the stairs. The Umbra Witch winced in pain with every step she took.
As stated earlier, there were some folks who were in the living room, chilling out. Either because they were party poopers, or because they felt like they were too cool for Mario's disco party fiesta. One of those folks was Geo Stelar and Omega-Xis, who were eating some grilled cheese sandwiches prepared by Peach.
"One for you, and one for you!" Peach happily gave a grilled cheese sandwich to Geo and Omega-Xis, before walking back into the kitchen. "I will be back with some of my homemade tea...right after I'm finished with the laundry."
"Princess Peach, I don't mean to be a bother, but I can't eat this," Omega-Xis called out to Peach, who was unable to hear. The robot sighed, as he turned to Meta Knight who was seated next to him on the couch. "You want my sandwich?"
"I'll take it off your hands for you," responded Meta Knight, accepting the grilled cheese sandwich from Omega-Xis. Quite baffling for the Star Warrior to accept the sandwich, as he only ate in private.
Pit: When I came down to Mario's bunker for the party, I saw that Mario and Wario were the only ones there, so to spruce things up, I sent everyone a mass text. Told them that Mario had pizza, hot wings, ribs, steak, and a whole bunch of other crap, along with . music playing. Would you know it, more and more people came to join the party! And yet people say that I'm gullible...
"Mario, what's wrong with Bayonetta?" Bowser Jr, chilling on a sofa playing his 3DS, asked Mario as he and Cappy escorted Bayonetta to the living room. "Did she party too much?"
"Bayonetta injured-a her back while dancing," explained Mario; as much as Bowser Jr. wanted to laugh, he did not wish to accrue Bayonetta's ferocity with his insensitivity. "Not-a good at all..."
"Oh yeah, that ain't good...back injuries are pretty common," said Geo, acting like he was some kind of doctor who knew how injuries worked. "They're not as common as knee injuries, but they definitely occur more often than wrist injuries. Which is unbelievable."
"Kid, we don't need you to give us a history lesson..." Omega-Xis said sternly to Geo, surprised how how intelligent and articulate Geo sounded.
"Well what do you think history is?" Geo fired back, with food in his mouth. Omega-Xis was unfortunate enough to see Geo talking with his mouth full.
"Had to take Bayonetta up-a here since nobody wants a party with some-a hot woman writhing in pain on the dance-a floor," stated Mario - certainly none of the males wouldn't mind, if they weren't heartless jerks with no regard for Bayonetta's health. "We should get Bayonetta medical-a attention..."
With a party going on in Mario's bunker, Roy imagined it would be a great opportunity for Straight Fiyah to be the life of the party, and show off their "excellent" singing skills. But sadly for the swordsman, none of the Straight Fiyah members obliged to come, dampening his plans.
Roy wouldn't worry about going solo, for accompanying him was his faithful buddy, Crash. The swordsman stood with the bandicoot in the presence of Mario's home, both men wearing attire male k-pop stars would wear in their concerts. If there was anyone Roy could rely on, it was Crash.
"Welp, none of the other members wanted to come, so the two of us will have to put the group on our backs," Roy said to Crash, who too busy staring at a fly to pay attention to Roy. "Granted we are few in numbers, but we can still get the job done. Right, Crash?"
"Huh?" Crash spoke up, breaking away from the fly, before looking at Roy and nodded his head. He had no idea what he agreed to. But it was Crash, so it didn't matter anyways.
"Excellent! Let's go, buddy!" So Roy and Crash advanced to the front door of Mario's home, and rang the doorbell. To Roy's surprise, Robin answered the door. You could feel the disappointment radiating inside of Robin.
"Oh no..." moaned Robin, his moan outdone by Bayonetta's painful moaning from behind him. Seriously, someone should call 911. "What do you want, Roy?"
"Great that you're here Robin, knew you wouldn't let me down! Way to take initiative! With me, you, and Crash, the three of us can perform at Mario's party, and give a thrilling performance, and..."
"Sorry Roy, but we're having a situation on our hands, so no performance today. Goodbye." Robin closed the door on Roy, who did his best to remain optimistic. He was willing to wait it out, until it was his (and Crash's) time to shine.
Roy: I'm not bothered by what Robin did...I know what he's doing. He's playing the long con, buying as much time as possible so we can perform when the party is almost over. Saving the best for last!
Meta Knight, Geo, and Omega-Xis were kind enough to move off of the couch, so Bayonetta could lay on it and rest her aching back. Mario, Peach, Pit, and a few others kept watch of Bayonetta, as Lana and Impa entered the living room.
"Oh my goodness, what happened her?" gasped Lana, concerned for Bayonetta; Impa on the other hand wasn't concerned, for she sported a face that said, "I knew this was coming...".
"Nothing happened, we were just having too-a much fun," explained Mario, doing his best to downplay the situation. He didn't want Impa to scold him. "Pit and Bass will-a take care of you." Bass, chilling near the chimney minding his own business, looked at Mario.
"I never agreed to do that..." mumbled the robot, who was willing to let Pit do all the work. "...can a guy plan out his strategy to defeat Mega Man in peace?"
"Has anyone called 911 yet?" frowned Bayonetta, wondering why she hasn't heard an ambulance siren yet. That would be music to her ears. "I thought you were taking me to the hospital!"
"Going to the hospital is only for when you get sick," stated Geo, as Omega-Xis looked away and facepalmed at Geo. Him and Uka would be best friends. "Never abuse the function of the hospital!"
"Mario, don't you think you should stop your party?" Impa asked the plumber with her arms folded, knowing something bad would've arose out of the disco party fiesta. "Last thing we would want is for another person to injure themselves. One is already enough."
"Okay, I'm not gonna lie...Bayonetta did-a injure herself, while dancing," confessed Mario, willing to take the blame for lowkey causing Bayonetta's injury. "But she injured-a herself by having fun, and she wouldn't trade-a that memory for anything." Bayonetta took objection to that, as she screamed in pain.
"Personally I would like the memory of a day without any bad mumbo jumbo," remarked Little Mac, forced to share a sofa with the chocolate bar-eating Doc Louis. "Every day it's a new dilemma! And strangely enough, the biggest ones usually occur on Fridays..."
"Franky, Bayonetta's injury nearly took a life...the life of a party. One more bad-a injury, and it would-a be all over. Princess Peach..." Mario turned to his loving wife, who was awaiting Mario's command. "I want you to go down-a to the bunker, and shut the party down."
"But what about the food I prepared?" asked Peach, not wanting any food to go to waste. Waste not, want not!
"Give it to Yuffie and Linke or some-a thing, I don't care. I just wanna preserve-a the mood of the party before it gets killed-a off for good...tell everyone to leave-a while you're at it, too. Except Lana and Impa."
Mario: *sighs* Guess in the end, Impa got-a what she wanted. Peach and I might as well-a get started on dinner...
Roy and Crash waited patiently outside, waiting for the ripe moment to crash the party and deliver a stunning performance. Roy had no original songs, no rhythm, and no talent, but anything was possible when you got Crash as your singing buddy.
But Roy would start acting some type of way, when he saw the residents exit Mario's house and return to the mansion. Some were bummed out, others were feeling pretty neutral. And Roy didn't like it.
"Robin, why is everyone leaving?" Roy approached the mage, who was carrying a bowl of tortilla chips from the party. No way was he gonna let Peach waste those chips on Yuffie and Linkle. "Is the party over?"
"I'm afraid so...Bayonetta broke her back while dancing, and Mario didn't want to take any chances so he cancelled the party," replied Robin, much to Roy's dismay as he fell to the ground, on his knees. "The party's officially over..."
"No, it can't be! How are Crash and I supposed to perform now?" Roy collapsed unto the ground, banging his fists. Robin was the last person to enter the mansion, and he turned around looked at Roy in his state of despair, chuckling to himself a little before stepping through the front door. "Nice going Bayonetta, who had to ruin everything!"
"The party may be ruined, but it'll be you who will be ruined...and soon, everyone else!"
Roy stopped his tantrum, as he stood up with a curious stare. It was that voice again - the same robotic voice that he heard before. The swordsman slowly turned around, and saw Crash, looking at him.
But it wasn't a goofy stare - it was an intense, determined, fiery glare. A kind of glare a lion with give to his prey. It was the likes of which Roy has never seen before.
"Crash you're starting to bug me out man..." Roy said nervously, as he backed away, but Crash was walking towards him. "...why does it look like you want to kill me? I'm your buddy..."
"It won't be just you who will be killed..." replied Crash, as Roy heard that familiar robotic voice once more. He knew where it came from...it came from the voice device strapped to Crash's back! The device the Broodals gave to him! Sweat ran down Roy's face, as he looked for a place to hide.
"DON'T HURT ME CRASH, I'M JUST YOUR FRIEND!" the swordsman shouted, as he ran away screaming. Crash stopped in place, as he watched Roy run away screaming like a little girl. Roy dun goofed up now...
Much to the chagrin of Bayonetta, not a single person called 911 for the ambulance, so the Umbra Witch had no choice but to remain in the living room, where Pit and Bass kept watch of her. Bass didn't want to watch over anyone, since he was more focused on one-upping his arch rival, Mega Man.
"Are you comfy, Bayonetta?" Pit asked the Umbra Witch, as he adjusted the pillow underneath Bayonetta's head. Never would he imagined in a million years that he would be caretaking for Bayonetta? "Feeling alright?"
"Yes, I'm alright...just keep your filthy hands away from me," replied Bayonetta, slapping Pit's hands away. That back injury of hers was making her feel very cranky. "Bass, would you be such a dear, and fix me some tea?" Bayonetta kindly asked the robot, who was still standing near the fireplace.
"I'm not your stinking maid, lady..." Bass grumbled in response, as Bayonetta frowned and sighed. She should've asked Pit; the angel would've fulfilled any request, no matter how stupid it was. "Why not get Peach to do it instead?"
"Because she's not the one taking care of me. How about you fix me some bloody tea, before we have to start a fuss? Chop chop!"
Bass: It has become frustrating having to hear Bayonetta request and moan for every little thing, just because her ailment gives her that right. So irritable...it's like having to deal with Girl Scouts selling cookies at every corner of the street.
For some residents, Mario's "disco party fiesta" was much better than expected. So you could imagine how disappointed some of them felt when Mario cancelled the party, to prevent people from getting injured while "having fun". Some assumed Impa put Mario up to this, so she could have the plumber focus on Calamity Ganon. Others assumed that Impa just didn't like fun, given her serious demeanor.
One of the party goers was Wolf, who needed something to waste his time with in the wake of the cancellation of Mario's party. He was looking around, in the foyer, when he nearly tripped over a rug. The mercenary fell, and looked at the rug angrily, like it was his new mortal enemy.
"Stupid rug, getting in my way..." growled Wolf, before he noticed something...he saw that he had moved the rug, and to his surprise, he saw what appeared to be a doorknob. Curious, Wolf removed the rug, and to his surprise, saw a trapdoor.
"Wolf, what are you looking at?" Asuka asked the mercenary as she entered the foyer, wondering why Wolf was looking at the floor. The Homs saw the trapdoor, cocking her head to the side. "Hmm, never seen this before..."
"Never seen what before?" asked Marth, who was coming down the stairs. He joined Asuka and Wolf, staring at the trapdoor with great intrigue. "A trapdoor in the middle of the floor...well I'll be."
"Let's see what's behind it!" Asuka knelt down and opened the trapdoor, and to her surprise, saw a ladder that led to a tunnel. "Ooh, a tunnel! Wonder who built it."
"That'll be a mystery for another day. Why don't we take a peek at where this tunnel leads to?" Marth was the first to enter the trapdoor (some gentleman he was), with Asuka and Wolf following suit as the climbed down the ladder. Where would the tunnel take them?
Moments passed, and Mario was still upset about his party. The plumber was up in his bedroom, resting on his bed as he looked up at the ceiling.
"My disco party fiesta might-a be dead, but I can still hear-a the music in my head," sighed Mario, as he heard some music in his head. Wasn't sure if it was an internal or external thing. He just...heard music, for some reason.
"I can hear it too, Mario..." remarked a voice, as Mario quickly sat up and looked to his right. There he saw Snake, standing in the doorway, looking young and fresh. "...you might wanna come downstairs."
As a request of Bayonneta, Pit was forced to massage Bayonetta's back, since Bass wouldn't oblige. Pit was wearing gloves, since he did not feel comfortable with touching an Umbra Witch.
"Ah, that feels so good..." Bayonetta exhaled in relief, as she felt her back feeling much better. Imagine if Wii Fit Trainer massaged her back - her pains would go away in an instant.
"Tell me where it hurts," Pit said to the relieved Bayonetta, who had her eyes closed as she smiled. Bass couldn't bear to watch Pit massaging Bayonetta, so he turned and looked away.
"Oh yes, right there...mmm, that really hits the spot..." Bass couldn't bear to listen to Bayonetta anymore, so he just left the house altogether to chill on Mario's porch.
"I detect a knot in your chest...time to give it my all. FULL MAXIMUM POWER!" Pit started massaging Bayonetta's back more aggressively than he did before, as Mario and Snake arrived in the living room. They tried not to pay Pit any mind.
Snake would take Mario downstairs to the bunker...where to the plumber's surprise, he saw Marth, Asuka, Wolf, and a slew of other residents, continuing the spirit of the disco party fiesta. The music was back, and the dancing was back, and even the food and drinks made a triumphant return.
"Mario, welcome back to the party!" Asuka called out to plumber, waving to him to grab his attention. "We found a secret tunnel from the mansion that leads to this very bunker! Can you believe it?"
Bowser: A secret tunnel in the mansion that leads straight to the bunker I built? *chuckles nervously* Yeah, wonder how that got there...
"Mario, did you seriously start your party back up again?" someone asked, as Mario turned around and saw Impa. Snake took this as the initiative to leave, before things got rocky. The party stopped the moment Impa showed up.
"Impa, Impa, Impa...may I interest you in some fruit-a punch or maybe a dance?" Mario offered to the Sheikah, who did not budge. She had a frown on her face that made Mario shiver a bit.
"No, I'm not interested in either option. I think you should get back to reading the Hyrulian tome." Impa held up the tome, for Mario to see. "To be readily prepared for, you know, Calamity Ganon."
"I've read-a enough of the tome as it is, don't want my brain-a to go into max overdrive."
"I know for a fact you didn't read the entire tome. Doing so would benefit you in the long run."
"Let's-a cut a deal - I'll read one-a page of the tome, for every song. How does-a that sound?"
"Mario, I don't wanna be that person, but I'm not a party person. And I'm not a dancer, either."
"I understand, Impa...many people have-a doubted my disco party fiesta at-a first, but over time they've learned-a to embrace it. You gotta give-a it a chance. This bunker is a magical place, and it's quite-a safe. The best safe-a space a person could ask-a for."
Impa, disgusted with Mario's attitude, stormed away as she ran up the stairs. And just like that, the party resumed.
It was now Bass' turn to massage Bayonetta, as Pit was pooped from using "full maximum power". The robot massaged the Umbra Witch, glaring at Pit the entire time.
"You should use this gland oil I got from Peach; she said it comes from the glands of an otter," Pit handed a bottle of gland oil to Bass, who wanted to toss it away if he could. "She also said that once you're done applying it, we would need Bayonetta to lie still for an hour."
"Silly Pit, I can't stay for an hour," stated Bayonetta, who thought Bass was a crappy massager compared to Pit. Bass wasn't even giving it his all. "I have things to do, you know..."
"An hour is only like, one-tenth of a day, so it can't be THAT long..." Maybe in your own personal time it isn't, Pit.
Snake: Felt Mario's party felt incomplete, so I went out and found him a little relic. I know he'll love it.
Snake return to the bunker with his so-called relic, checking to see if Impa was gone. He saw Mario, dancing with the others, and made his way over to him.
"Hey Mario, look at what I found..." the former spy approached the plumber, revealing to him a disco ball. "Stole it from the Party City downtown. Think you should hang it up from the ceiling."
"Thanks a bunch-a Snake, you're really getting the hang-a of this place," thanked Mario, happily accepting the disco ball from Snake and not even bothering to question how Snake acquired said disco ball in the first place.
"Ah, don't mention it...Luigi will just have no idea who's driving behind him now." Talk about killing two birds with one stone.
Roy ran as far away from Crash as possible, and was now hiding behind a tree. He could still feel Crash's presence though, as Crash was in the area searching for Roy. Roy would make a run for it, but would it be worth it?
"Roy, why are you hiding behind that tree?" Captain Falcon asked the swordsman as he approached him. Never has Roy felt so afraid before. "Playing a game of hide-and-seek? Can I play?!"
"SAVE ME!" Roy shouted as he ran away from the tree. Captain Falcon watched in confusion, scratching his helmet, as the swordsman ran away to find another hiding spot.
"I guess that's a no from him..." Captain Falcon was about ready to continue on his stroll, when he encountered Crash. "Oh, hey Crash, are you playing hide-and-seek too?" Crash did not respond - he just gave Falcon the same stare he gave to Roy. "...what's wrong, is there something on my face?"
Link and Zelda returned from the fireworks place, carrying fireworks with them. Only thing left to do was find a place for them.
"We should keep the fireworks away from Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings," suggested Link, as he and Zelda arrived at the mansion premises with the fireworks, gauging their options. "We can't put them in the garden shed, so where else?"
"Peach told me that Mario has a bunker in his house, built by Bowser," replied Zelda, as she was looking straight at Mario's home. "Why not put the fireworks there?"
Link: Is it possible to rent someone's bunker, if said bunker belongs at someone's house? I feel like Champion Link and I could practice our sword fighting there...provided we don't make much noise and alarm the baby.
Link and Zelda entered Mario's home, with the living room empty. Where on earth was Pit, Bass, and Bayonetta? The Hylians heard some commotion, and went to the source of said commotion...
...and soon arrived in the bunker, where there were more people at Mario's disco party fiesta. Took Link and Zelda a while to scan the entire scene.
"Link, Zelda, about-a time you made it!" Mario called out to the Hylians, seen dancing with Asuka. "I've been-a waiting for you to come!" Link and Zelda looked around, and saw Pit and Bass, with the latter clinging to the wall away from the hoopla. And guess who approached Pit?
"Care for a dance, angel boy?" asked a certain Umbra Witch, as Bayonetta surprised Pit. Her back was feeling much better now; that gland oil must've worked wonders. "Just promise you won't tell Luka..."
"As long as you don't tell Viridi about this, you got yourself a deal lady!" replied Pit, as he and Bayonetta danced away. Link and Zelda watched this in disbelief, as Mario joined them, noticing the fireworks.
"Thanks for the fireworks-a you two - you can put-a them in the living room," Mario said to the Hylians, as they went to the staircase. "You know, you can stay around-a and enjoy this party!" Link and Zelda stopped where they were, as they looked at one another.
"I suppose...we can hang around, for a little bit," responded Link, as he and Zelda turned to face Mario. "Just for one dance, if it's alright with you."
"Okay then...but don't dance-a with me, just dance with-a Zelda only. Peach is here, and I don't want-a her getting any ideas..."
Link: The party is called a "disco party fiesta"; Wario came up with the name, and Mario approved it. But it sounds so lame...
Zelda: Aw, I don't think it's that lame...it kinda has a ring to it.
Link: *shrugs* Different minds think alike...
"Keep up the good-a work Impa!" Mario called out to the Sheikah, who was with Peach and Lana. Poor Impa was forced to attend the party, by Peach.
"One of these days..." groaned Impa, staring at Mario in a distasteful manner as she simply moved her feet. Totally phoning it in.
Back to Roy, who was now hiding in the shrubbery like a scaredy cat. He looked over the shrubbery, and saw Crash, still on the hunt for him...while dragging an unconscious Captain Falcon on the ground. Crash saw that he was all alone, which was a great opportunity for one to talk to themselves, for no reason.
"Calamity Ganon is almost ready...I can't wait!" exclaimed Crash, as Roy lowered his head into the shrubbery so he wouldn't be seen. "Soon, this mansion will be a thing of the past..."
Calamity Ganon was coming soon...but would Mario and friends be ready in time?
