Author's Note:

SIMON BELMONT IS IN SMASH! DARK SAMUS IS IN SMASH! KING K. ROOL IS IN SMASH! CHROM IS IN SMASH! AND RICHTER BELMONT (never heard of him) IS IN SMASH!

...that is all. Oh wait, the guest reviews...

"Have the characters from Contra shown up yet? Is Rex a couple with Pyra or Nia? Can you include a scene of Genis from Symphonia interacting with Saya from Namco X Capcom? (Ai Orikasa is the Japanese voice actress for them and she also voiced Megaman in Megaman 8) will Kasumi and Ayane reconcile when they debut? And finally, will the Valkyria Chronicles characters show up when Valkyria Chronicles 4 comes out? (September 25 is the release date)"

Not yet. Rex is paired up with Pyra. Don't know if I would do that scene. Kasumi and Ayane may reconcile. And Valkyria Chronicles will show up when VC4 is released. (Alicia Melchiott is my favorite, by the way). One more guest review, from Derick Lindsey:

"...did [Sonic] still have the brush he was using for brush Shaymin's fur with him the whole time or did he drop it along the way?"

Uh...we'll just say that Sonic dropped the brush along the way, and someone picked it up.


Episode 138: Reconcile

Poor Wario. He really screwed things up...

...no, scratch that. It was Pit. It was the dumb angel known as Pit, who screwed things up.

Wario had trusted the angel to keep his secret - his crush on Palutena - away from others, and the angel agreed to keep said secret safe and sound from the ears of many of his peers. But in the previous episode, Pit accidentally spilled the beans, and in the presence of Palutena no less. And to make matters worse, Mona - a WarioWare employee who strangely had affections for Wario - was left heartbroken. Wario himself was heartbroken as well, after what had went down.

In fact, the fatso was so heartbroken, that he could not bear to be in the same presence as Palutena. He desired to avoid the goddess of light at all costs, because he did not want her to judge him or anything. So Wario opted to hide away from everyone, if it meant hiding from his crush.

"Luigi, are you going to wash the clothes today?" Daisy called out to her husband, who was in his living room doing his aerobic exercises while wearing perhaps the most unflattering workout attire in existence. "You said you'd do them!"

"No worries, my dear, Rotom has it all-a covered," replied Luigi, as he was jogging in place. The plumber liked to make his pet Pokemon do all the work, mainly because Yuffie wasn't as much of a pushover as Rotom was. Same goes for Linkle. Speaking of Linkle, the Hylian encountered Luigi in the living room, watching Luigi work out.

"Not gonna lie, those pants make your butt look very unflattering," Linkle told Luigi, who was now stretching from side to side. The sight was so unflattering, that Linkle couldn't bear to look away.

"First-a it was Daisy, then-a Yuffie, and now you...sooner or later, Rotom is going to judge-a how I look. And then-a Jennifer, when she gets-a older. Too bad I can't disown-a Jennifer, she's too precious to be abandoned."

"Yeah...anyway, Rotom was washing your clothes, and he found an unwanted guest in the washing machine. Thought you might wanna check it out."

So Luigi followed Linkle to the laundry room, where Rotom was trying to wash the clothes. The plasma Pokemon had a concerned look on his face - just who was this unwanted guest Linkle spoke of?

"I was just about to throw the clothes into the washing machine when I saw a fat gnome from the mansion, zzrt," Rotom explained to Luigi, before opening the washing machine door. "I don't know how long he's been hiding in here..."

The fat gnome hiding in the washing machine, you might ask? Wario, who looked like he had a major hangover or something. Also looked like he hasn't shaved in weeks. Like was going through some breakup withdrawal.

"Howdy, folks..." Wario waved to Luigi and company, as he fell out of the washing machine and unto the floor. He quickly got off, and dusted himself off. "...didn't keep you waiting, did I?"

Wario: The day after Pit spilled the beans about my love for Palutena, I was trying my best to be optimistic, and move on with life...but that morning, Palutena gave me a disdainful look during breakfast, and it shook me to the core. Her look left me traumatized, so much that I have opted to hide in Luigi's laundry room until the coast was clear. (Ate a bunch of grub beforehand, so I wouldn't get hungry.) It worked, for the most part...

"Wario? Why you've been-a hiding in my washing machine, man?" Luigi questioned the fatso, needing answers right away. He also needed a shaver and some shave cream, to get rid of the stubble on Wario's face.

"I'm hiding...from my crush, Lady Palutena," replied Wario, expressing reluctance as he was holding back on his reply. Luigi, Linkle, and Rotom exchanged glances of surprise with one another, having heard this information for the very first time. "It's a long story, but..."

"Aw, how sweet, you have a crush!" gleamed Linkle, perhaps the only person on planet earth who reacted positively to Wario's revelation. Luigi and Rotom both found themselves cringing in horror. "It'll only be a matter of time until Lady Palutena likes you back!"

"Yeah, but here's the thing...I don't think she ever will like me back. I had told Pit, Viridi, Sonic, and Lara about my crush on Palutena, and they promised to keep it as a secret from the others...but unfortunately Pit had to break his promise. Which is kinda ironic, since he's like Palutena's child..."

"Well nobody told-a you to have romantic affections for a goddess," stated Luigi, as Wario let out a heartfelt sigh. "Like Palutena once-a said, mortals and immortals cannot go hand-a in hand romantically. You gotta stay in your own-a lane."

"And nobody told Palutena she had to look so pretty..." Wario looked down at the floor, not knowing what he should do. "...as much as I would want to return to the mansion, back to those losers, I cannot bear to see the face of Palutena. Not after that look she gave me. Probably thinks I'm worthless..."

"I'm sure there's a way-a to work things out..." Luigi gave Wario a comforting smile, placing a hand on his shoulder. "...why don't you go-a up to Palutena, and explain-a everything to her? And then maybe, she won't think the same way about you ever again!"

"What, are you crazy?!" Wario was offended by Luigi's suggestion, as he slapped away the plumber's hand. "If I say just a single word to Palutena, she'll probably have Master Hand kick me out of the mansion, or send me to Reset Bomb Island! Do you want me to get evicted?!"

"I think Luigi wants you and Lady Palutena to be on the same page, zroom," replied Rotom; Wario couldn't try if he was being angry for no reason. "You should just speak with Palutena, before things get even uglier!"

"Eh, maybe you're right...can't go anywhere but up. But if I'm going to speak with Palutena, you bums are gonna have to come along with me! You know, for moral support...I'll need all the support I can get."


Yet another new arcade game was added to the arcade room, mainly because A) Master Hand wanted to rob the money out of the residents' pockets, and B) he just couldn't help himself. This new arcade game was Street Fighter II Turbo, and Sonic and Little Mac were playing it. Sonic was playing as Cammy, Little Mac was Zangrief.

"An overtly sexualized British secret agent, vs a crazy Russian guy..." said Sonic, putting the fight into context. "...do you think such a fight would go over well in real life, Little Mac?"

"With the social climate of today, I highly doubt it," replied Little Mac, as he was mashing on the button pad with his boxing gloves. "Thank goodness video games like these exist..."

"Um, guys, when do I get to play?" asked Takamaru, who's been waiting patiently behind Sonic and Little Mac for about an hour now. "Will I get to play after this match? Please, guys?" Sonic and Little Mac ignored poor Takamaru to the best of their abilities, focusing on their match at hand. "Okay, I'll just wait for a while longer, no biggie..."

Takamaru: Would it be egregious to say that Sonic hogs whatever new game the arcade gets? Not in the slightest - Sonic has a rather infamous history of being the first to play new arcade game comes in, and he'll only let you play with him if you agree to take a loss. Only person to have beat Sonic was Samus, in Ms. Pac-Man. Sonic has refused to speak of that instance ever since.

"Sonic, if you don't give up that arcade game after you and Little Mac are through...I'll have Samus come in and escort you from the premises!" Takamaru threatened the hedgehog - too bad he wasn't threatening enough. Sounded very timid. "Must I bring up that one time Samus beat you in Ms. Pac-Man?"

"Sorry, can't hear you, you're speaking too low," retorted Sonic, focusing his attention on kicking Little Mac's butt. It was clear that the hedgehog eliminated his loss to Samus entirely from his mind.

Entering the arcade room and seeing Sonic and Little Mac play Street Fighter II Turbo was Akuma, a well-known Street Fighter veteran. Little known fact, Akuma made his debut in Street Fighter II Turbo, and he has been a major player ever since.

"I see you two both picked the wrong characters..." Akuma told Sonic and Little Mac, shaking his head in great disapproval. "...but this must be the first time you've played this game, so I'll give you both a pass." Just then, Little Mac prevailed over Sonic, his Zangrief nailing the finishing blow to Sonic's Cammy.

"Yeah buddy, Little Mac wins!" the boxer exclaimed, raising his fists in the air. Sonic looked on distraught, as Little Mac did a victory lap around the arcade room.

"Aw man, not fair, I want a rematch!" pouted Sonic, revoking his rematch clause because he couldn't help being a sore loser. "I was gonna let Takamaru play the game after our match was over, but you left me with no choice!"

"No, Sonic, please don't, I've been waiting forever..." pleaded Takamaru; the samurai has waited in the same spot, and his legs were getting restless. Playing Street Fighter II Turbo wouldn't be any better, since he would still be standing.

"C'mon Sonic, I've already beaten you enough times already..." stated Little Mac, his victory lap coming to an end. "...but if you want another rematch, then game on!" The boxer returned to the arcade machine, inserting a token into the coin slot, as Takamaru growled in anger and fell to his knees.

"Game hogs, amirite?" Akuma said to Takamaru as he smirked. Takamaru was down on all fours, like he had just finished running in a marathon. "Taking all the fun away from others and leaving it only for themselves...bunch of peons they are."

"Akuma, Street Fighter II Turbo is your game, right?" asked Takamaru, as Akuma gave a nod of confirmation. "Why don't you get Little Mac and Sonic to step away from the game?" Akuma furrowed his brow, wondering if he should do it or not. "Do it, just for me!"

"...alright kid, whatever you say. Just stop being so overdramatic." So Akuma went over to Sonic and Little Mac, tapping Little Mac on the shoulder. "Uh, excuse me, Little Mac?"

"Who goes there?!" Little Mac, thinking Akuma was a stranger, turned around and gave Akuma a sucker punch. Akuma managed to dodge the punch, but it caused him to trip and fall to the floor. In the process, the fighter twisted his ankle.

"Gaaaaaah!" Akuma screamed in pain, as he grabbed his ankle and held it. Sonic paused the game, as he, Little Mac, and Takamaru checked on Akuma. "Nice going, Little Mac, now you've let me in excruciating pain! All because I tapped you on the shoulder..."

"My bad, Akuma, I thought you were that steroid inspector guy that keeps coming to the mansion. Don't know why Master Hand insists on letting him in." Akuma let out a scream, as he turned over on the floor.

"Likely story, Little Mac, likely story...just get me to the fitness center, so Leia can patch me up."


Pit: I've been informed by Palutena that we're schedule to appear on Microwave Idol Mamorin, as guest stars - it'll be my first time appearing on a web show, and I might have some stage fright...or is it camera fright, since I'll be on camera? Meh, either or. Anyways, I kinda regretted outing Wario for his crush on Lady Palutena, and now Palutena has been skeptical of Wario ever since. But looking back on it, Wario was in the wrong for yelling at Palutena. That could've been a sign of things to come.

Pit was super nervous about appearing on Microwave Idol Mamorin, so much that he's been asking those who've appeared on the show about how he should act, what he should say, and if picking your nose on camera was acceptable.

In addition, Pit has also asked those who've never appeared on Microwave Idol Mamorin to begin with, but were willing to give Pit some much-needed advice. One of those people was Cloud, who was busy reading a book in the library.

"Okay Pit, you do realize I've never appeared on Mamori's show ever, right?" Cloud asked the angel, having to keep his voice low because of the location. "What pointers would I even have to give to you?"

"You were in Yashiro's Sweeney Todd play, so you might've had some butterflies in your stomach while performing for an audience," replied Pit, unaware that Cloud has never had such a feeling before. The swordsman was too calm and collected to show any signs of nervousness. "So you must have some pointers!"

"For the record, I was only a last-minute extra. Lloyd threw up backstage or something, and so Yashiro went down to the audience and personally asked me take Lloyd's place. Had no lines whatsoever."

"That may be true, but you still had to face a hundred or so people while on stage. When you saw the audience, did you feel some type of way? Did you wet your pants? Was there sweat pouring down your face? Did you..."

"Let's get something straight, Pit - I was facing an live audience, you are just looking into the camera. Nobody is gonna see you until Mamori uploads her video online! And there's bound to be outtakes, so I know Mamori will edit all your embarrassing parts out. Which might mean she'll have to cut out the entire episode..."

"But the point remains, I'll still be faced with scrutiny from an audience regardless!" Pit leaped unto the table, and grabbed Cloud's collar with both hands. "Cloud, you must tell me what I must do to avoid scrutiny, or I'll be mocked forever! Tell me, Cloud, TELL ME!"

"Shh!" Gil shushed Pit, and several others in the library did the same. Pit meekly cleared his throat, as he hopped off the table.

"Just try and be you, and don't do anything strange or out of the ordinary," Cloud advised Pit, hoping this small piece of advice would make the angel go away. "Or even better yet, try acting like a regular human kid. Normal and dignified. It'll work wonders."

"But I'm an angel, not a human!" Pit pointed out, leaving Cloud surprised that he was able to work about that loophole. "Will it still work for me?"

"Not unless you give it a try...otherwise, what's the point of doing it, then?"

Cloud: You know Mamori has grown desperate when she asks Pit to appear as a guest on her online show...


Despite getting Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings in trouble with Toon Link, by deflating the Hylian's bounce house, Mario was still pretty determined to make the youngins happy while Bowser was indefinitely banned from the mansion. The plumber planned to do this by applying the same method used in the previous episode - having fun.

Only this time, it won't involve deflating someone's prized possession.

Instead of asking Fox and Falco for advice, Mario asked Red the Pokemon Trainer, who then asked Professor Kukui for assistance. Two days after Mario approached Red, a package was delivered to the mansion, meant for Red. Inside of it was a Poke Ball.

"Are you sure that whoever's inside-a that Poke Ball will make the Koopalings happy?" Mario asked Red, as the two - along with Cappy - ventured down the hallway to the Pokemon sanctuary. It was best to release the Pokemon there.

"That's what Professor Kukui told me, in that letter that came along with the box," replied Red, tossing the Poke Ball up and down in the palm of his right hand. "Kukui mentioned something about his wife, Professor Burnet, discovering the Pokemon and catching it."

"I spot an M on the Poke Ball...is this Pokemon legendary?" asked Cappy, seeing an M on the Poke Ball which was actually a Master Ball - a special kind of Poke Ball that could catch Pokemon without fail.

"Guess you could say that - the Pokemon is actually an Ultra Beast, found in Ultra Space. Professor Burnet loves to dabble in extradimensional stuff, and I guess she caught the Ultra Beast while she was conducting her studies."

"Uh oh, my stomach's growling..." frowned Mario, as he clutched his stomach; the grumbling was so loud, you could hear it all the way from Spokane. "...knew I shouldn't have skipped-a out on breakfast, no matter how-a terrible Peach's pancakes are." Mario's stomached growled again. "And maybe I should-a cut down on the milk..."

"A trip to the bathroom is in order!" exclaimed Cappy, as he grabbed Mario and pushed him down the hallway. "Wait for us at the sanctuary Red, we'll be there shortly!" Cappy called out to the Pokemon trainer, who scratched his head.

"Okay you two, don't take long," Red responded, before continuing on his way. Knowing Mario, Red expected to be waiting for eons. "Mario wouldn't believe me when I said that he was lactose intolerant...one day, he'll learn."

Red: Don't know what the name of the Ultra Beast is, but according to Professor Kukui's letter, the Pokemon goes by the name "UB Burst". Which could either be a good thing, or a bad thing. Professor Kukui's gonna get a mighty big complaint if the Ultra Beast kills someone. And maybe Professor Burnet too, for discovering the thing in the first place.

Red arrived at the Pokemon sanctuary, where he saw Samus, Pikachu, and Pikachu Libre. The two Pikachus were running on a treadmill, charging up energy for Samus' Power Suit, which was attached to the treadmill.

"Not gonna lie, that's some lowkey animal abuse you're doing there," Red kindly told Samus, who shot the Pokemon trainer with a glare. Red expected that glare; he saw it coming from a mile away.

"And I'm not gonna lie, but you're an idiot," retorted Samus, leading Red to chuckle ever so slightly. "It's not my fault the stupid power had to go out while I was programming my Power Suit. Now I'm stuck recharging it..."

"That's Dark Pit's fault for tampering with the circuit box. Everyone knows that thing's off limits to everyone except for Mr. Game and Watch, and maybe X. Dark Pit just doesn't know when to stay in his own lane."

"Unfortunately for us, he'll never know...we'll just have to suffer, like everyone else in the world does. Such a pity..."

"Dang Samus, since when did you get all cynical...but I'm not here for your pity party. I'll just train my Pokemon until Mario shows up. Whenever that is."

So Red took out his three Poke Balls and threw them up in the air, sending out Squirtle, Ivysaur, and Charizard. In the process of doing so, he accidentally dropped the Master Ball unto the floor, which rolled over to Samus' bag, which contained a lot of the bounty hunter's goodies. It rolled inside the bag, and Red did not know.

"Just a little more and...done!" said Samus, as Pikachu and Pikachu Libre both came to a stop on the treadmill. Samus' Power Suit was recharged, capable of functioning again. "Thank you for your service, you two, I greatly appreciate it." Samus unhooked the Power Suit from the treadmill, before folding the treadmill like it was some kind of folding chair. Must be something from NME enterprises. Samus then placed the treadmill in her bag, and left the sanctuary with her bag and Power Suit.

"Have fun with your stinking Power Suit, you animal abuser!" Red called out to Samus, who rolled her eyes as she left the sanctuary. The correct term would be Pokemon abuser, in Samus' case.

Done taking care of his business in the bathroom, Mario arrived at the sanctuary along with his companion Cappy. The plumber wasn't surprised to see Red training his three Pokemon, practicing their moves and whatnot. But that practicing would have to come to an end.

"The Master Ball, Red?" Mario said to the Pokemon trainer, grabbing his attention. Practice now had to come to an end, even if Red didn't want it to.

"Oh yeah, of course! Everyone, return!" said Red, as he returned Squirtle, Ivysaur, and Charizard to their Poke Balls. Red then pulled out the Master Ball...but it wasn't in his possession. "Crap, the Master Ball, I can't find it!"

"You mean to tell us the Master Ball has gone MISSING?!" fretted Cappy, unable to fathom the missing Master Ball. In fact, the talking hat couldn't fathom most things. He tended to be overdramatic most of the time. "What could've happened to it?"

"Samus was in the sanctuary not so long ago, with the two Pikachus...maybe she stole the Master Ball! First the Pikachu abuse, and now this..."


Knuckles was in quite a creative mood, and most of it could be attributed to the fact that he and Rouge were an item again. The echidna was getting all these romantic feelings, and he was becoming more inclined towards doing a rap album containing - wait for it - love songs. Sure seemed like a bold choice, but Knuckles was ready for any challenge.

Knuckles: Rap songs are fine just the way they are, but romantic rap songs? That literally screams career suicide. Unless you're Drake, of course. To prepare my mind and soul for my newest project, I had to listen to the most romantic songs I could find, and get a feeling of what makes those songs great. It was totally worth listening to those Ed Sheeran songs - mainstream radio treats that guy like he's the only artist out there - but Lord knows I made it out alive...

Fox, Falco, and Itsuki were in the Star Records room, where Knuckles was showing the trio a proposed album cover for his next project. The name of the rap album? "Caramel Thunder".

"'Caramel Thunder' sounds very sensual - almost sounds like a hooker name," Fox offered his take, as he, Falco and Itsuki were on the fence about the name Knuckles chose. "You're not marketing your album to little kids, are you?"

"Why would some random kid want to hear songs about love?" questioned Knuckles, who always despised it when Fox and Falco criticized his work. Itsuki, on the other hand, typically used a more open mind. "At their age, they're already worked up over cooties!"

"I always thought cooties was just a disease for white people," remarked Falco, expressing some guilt on his part. "Am I wrong for thinking that? You guys feel the same way too? Please don't leave me out..."

"Fox wasn't referring to kids in elementary school, Knuckles," Itsuki told the echidna; the young man usually served as the voice of reason, at times. "I believe he was referring to kids in high school and whatnot. Those in their teenage years."

"Teenagers do a lot of suspiciously suspect things these days, so I have no clue what the problem is," shrugged Knuckles, as Doc Louis entered the Star Records with - you guessed it - a chocolate bar. "Hey Doc Louis, how does the name 'Caramel Thunder' sound to you?"

"As in like, a name for a perfume?" Doc Louis perked up, taking a bite from his chocolate bar. Fox, Falco, and Itsuki laughed in silence, much to the chagrin of Knuckles. "I'd say that's a great name! You starting up a perfume line or something? Or is this Rouge's doing?"

"No you bum - 'Caramel Thunder' is the name for my new rap album! It's supposed to have a romantic theme to it! Don't you get it?" Clearly Doc Louis did not, as he chuckled at Knuckles and grinned.

"Child, I got a whole bunch of title ideas for your album, and they would all be leagues better than that 'Caramel Thunder' crap. Now that I think of it, it kinda sounds like a hooker name..." Doc Louis left the premises, as Knuckles' brilliance was too much for his pleasure.

"You're going to hound Doc Louis until he gives you one of his ideas for your album title, aren't you?" Fox asked Knuckles, seeing the direction that was being taken.

"Quit reading my mind..." responded Knuckles, as he got out of his chair and left the Star Records room, his face in a scowl.


Mustering up the courage inside of him, Wario was ready to confront Palutena face-to-face, and explain his crush on her to...her. He wouldn't be alone, for he had Luigi, Linkle, and Rotom as "moral support". Their roles other than providing said moral support were unknown.

Wario would find Palutena in the beauty salon, where the goddess of nature was getting her face done, courtesy of Fiora. Had to look her best for her appearance on Microwave Idol Mamorin.

Pit: The episode of Microwave Idol Mamorin starting Pit and I will sadly be centered around Pikachu Day, what with Pit being a driving force for said Day. I mean sadly, because the episode hardly feels genuine. To me, it just feels so...so...corporate, for the lack of a better word.

"Aight you guys, what should I do?" Wario asked Luigi and company, as he saw his crush Palutena in plain sight. So close, yet so far away... "How should I approach Lady Palutena? Should I be cool, calm and collected, or act natural?"

"Just walk up to her and explain to her about the crush you have on her," replied Linkle, leading Wario to look at the Hylian all silly. The fatso couldn't afford to do that - he would never admit his crush straight up. "No need to drag the whole thing out."

"But I can't do that, she'll outright slap me! Or even worse...she'll banish me to Reset Bomb Island!" Why was Wario so worried about Reset Bomb Island? The place couldn't be that bad.

"Well you do-a have a very slappable face.." stated Luigi, as he stroked his mustache; Wario frowned, as he slapped Luigi in the face, slapping the taste out of him. "Hey, I was just-a saying!"

"If you want me to, Wario, I can tag along with you while you speak with Lady Palutena, zrrt," Rotom told the fatso, before leaning in close to his ear. "I'll even give you some pointers so you won't screw things up."

"Eh, I'll screw things up to begin with, but I could always use a fall guy. Would've preferred Luigi, but you'll do...let's just get this whole shindig over with."

So Wario and Rotom headed towards Palutena, while Fiora was applying some facial products to the goddess' face. Palutena was looking prettier than ever.

"This facial powder will definitely make your face pop out more," explained Fiora, as she applied said facial powder to Palutena's face. "Make you ten times more presentable than usual."

"And what about this skin ointment, what will this do?" questioned Palutena, as he grabbed the ointment in question next to her. Looked pretty foreign to her.

"It'll just clear up your skin, and take care of any dry skin woes you might have. Though I don't think you ever had any dry skin, ever...being a goddess must be so great for you." Fiora followed this up with a sigh.

"Yes, being a goddess does have it perks! Having flawless beauty, being treated very highly, and also...being immortal." Palutena's smile faded when she saw Wario, standing by smiling nervously as he fiddled with his fingers.

"Hi Lady Palutena...bet you didn't expect to see me here, did you?" Wario asked the goddess of light, who immediately turned away. Fiora looked at Wario for a brief moment, before ignoring him entirely and resumed Palutena's facial. "I got something I need to tell you..."

"I don't want to hear it, Wario. Thanks, but no thanks." Rotom whispered something into Wario's ear, something that prompted the fatso to nod his head.

"I can tell that you're pretty upset, and I know exactly why...it's because of the fact that I have harbored a crush on you, isn't it? I kinda regret that my big secret was revealed...and by Pit, no less, that rascal..."

"Thought I made it clear that mortals cannot love immortals. It just doesn't work that way." Apparently Wario didn't get the memo, for around two years or so.

"Ew, Wario used to have a crush on you?" Fiora asked Palutena, her face cringing in absolute disgust. The thought of Wario remotely liking Palutena was enough to distract the Homs from her current task. "That's...that's gross."

Fiora: There was a teenage girl who used to have a crush on Wario? Just who was her drug dealer?!

"Used to? I've been having a crush on Palutena for over two years, and it continues to this very day!" Wario snapped on Fiora, making sure she knew what was up. Still didn't stop the Homs from feeling disgusted. "Palutena, I know about this whole mortal/immortal thing, but we can be different! We can beat them! Just like that David Bowie song!"

"Who exactly is 'them'?" asked Palutena, leaving Wario stumped for a moment until Rotom whispered something into the fatso's ear.

"By them, I'm referring to the powers that be! The unseen forces that try to pull us apart, the forces that refuse to let our love be relinquished! The people hiding in secret, doing everything they can to..."

"Look Wario, I appreciate the theatrics, I really do, but let's get one thing straight, okay? We. Are. Never. Going to be together. Ever. And there's nothing you can about it. The 'unseen forces' are against you."

"Nothing I can do about it, huh? We'll just have to see about that...you'll be mine, Lady Palutena!" After making his vow, Wario returned to Luigi and Linkle, with Rotom following after him.

"So, how-a did it go?" Luigi asked Wario, before the fatso grabbed his and Linkle's hands and stormed out of the beauty salon. Wario was on a mission now. "Woah, hold-a up, where are you taking us?"

"Back to the drawing board...Lady Palutena will be mine, just you wait and see!"


While Palutena was prepared for her debut episode on Microwave Idol Mamorin, the same couldn't be said for Pit. Even after heeding advice from Cloud and a few others, the angel was still nervous about appearing on the online show. Which is why he asked Link for advice - the Hylian was currently lying in the hammock outside.

"You said that today's episode of Microwave Idol Mamorin will be centered around Pikachu Day, correct?" Link asked Pit, to which the angel nodded his head. "In that case..." Link dug into his pocket, and pulled out a Pikachu Cheesesteak...or at least half of it. "...I want Mamori and her crews to make an episode around this here sandwich. Viewership will skyrocket through the roof!"

"But I thought Master Hand said these cheesesteaks went out of style months ago," stated Pit, as he accepted the Pikachu Cheesesteak from Link. Sandwich looked pretty moldy, but that didn't lower Pit's desire to eat it, apparently.

"They're still in-style to me, dang it...but seriously, you should teach the audience how to make that cheesesteak. It'll make Pikachu Day relevant again, trust me!"

Link: Told Master Hand straight-up that his precious Pikachu Day was losing steam, ever since he discontinued my Pikachu Cheesesteaks. Master Hand laughed at me for like five minutes, before tossing me into the lake outside. Cloud said that anyone who tried to rescue me would be killed on the spot, or something like that. Good thing I keep my Zora armor at the bottom of the lake, just in case...

"Anyways, I was wondering if you could give me some tips about handling the audience while on Microwave Idol Mamorin," Pit said to Link, before placing the half of the moldy Pikachu Cheesesteak in his pocket. "What must I do to keep myself cool and calm on camera?"

"If I were you, I would wear a mask, one that could conceal your emotions," replied Link, as he folded his arms behind his head and sighed happily. "Preferably Majora's mask, that's a good one to wear. Granted people will judge you, but the positive reception will be nice. That is, if you're willing to take a joke."

"But I don't wanna be judged or made fun of, I just wanna keep my composure! Wearing Majora's mask won't do me any good, if it'll make me the butt of jokes..."

"You're kinda the butt of jokes already, so it won't make any difference if you wear the mask or not." Just then, Champion Link showed up, and he approached Link, with a stern look on his face and with his hands on his hips.

"I'm afraid your time is up Link...it's my turn to be in the hammock," Champion Link informed his best friend, who refused to move a single inch. Instead, Link just stretched out his arms and yawned, to show how comfortable he was in the hammock. "Don't make me repeat myself..."

"Did we not agree that you'll be in the hammock at two o' clock? Go away man, you're blocking my sunshine...you'll get your turn eventually."

"According to my Sheikah Slate, it's two o' clock already..." Only an hour until Microwave Idol Mamorin started; Mamori usually starts her online show around three in the afternoon.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure your Slate is broken, you should get someone to fix it." Disgruntled by Link's behavior, Champion Link grabbed the hammock and turned it over, sending his Hylian buddy to the ground. He then hopped inside the hammock and relaxed, with a smile, while Link remained lying face-first on the ground, soaked in defeat.

"Hey Champion Link, can you give me some tips or pointers for making my debut episode on Microwave Idol Mamorin?" Pit asked the Hylian, who was about to take a nap; he lifted up his right eye, as he looked at Pit. "I'm nervous about how the audience will see me..."

"If I recall correctly, Daruk himself appeared on an online show...it was Force Five, I think. Some 'superhero' show, as Daruk called it. He said that he was hesitant at first, but by being himself, he was able to get through the filming."

"So I all have to do is be myself? Heh, I do that every day..." Pit eschewed more confidence, as he confidently flexed his fingers. "...why was I even worried in the first place? Just gotta me me...easier done than said...heh heh..."


Thanks to Little Mac, Akuma ended up with a broken ankle, and had to remain in the fitness center until his ankle was fully healed. But it was surely a good thing a nurse like Leia was always around to make Akuma's ailment better. Leia was in the patient room with Akuma, with two materials - a lighter, and some needles. Both of which made Akuma nervous to the core.

"What is this supposed to be, some kind of acupuncture session?!" the fighter frowned, backing away from Leia as much as possible. "Must I remind you that I only have a broken ankle?"

"Chill out Akuma, this is just basic Chinese medicine," Leia told the fighter, before inserting needles into his ankle. Akuma winced in pain, with each needle inserted. "Don't be scared, I'm a pro at this!"

Leia: I've...never done Chinese medicine, ever. Yeah...

Leia took the lighter in her hand, turned it on, and used the lighter on each and every needle in Akuma's injured ankle. Akuma winced in pain after Leia lit the needles with her lighter, and it created quite a burning sensation. Who knew traditional Chinese medicine would be so painful?

"Okay Akuma, now get up on your feet!" ordered Leia, and Akuma did as he was told and leaped off the bed, hopping unto the floor on both of his feet. To his surprise, his ankle didn't hurt as much as it used to - it felt much better, and more comfortable to walk on.

"My ankle, it's healed!" exclaimed Akuma, with an earnest smile. "Maybe it's not fully healed, yet, but the pain isn't as bad as it used to be."

"Thank goodness my treatment worked...for a minute there I thought something awry would've happened." Leia knelt down at Akuma's foot, and took out the needles from the fighter's ankle. "You should probably remain here and let your foot heal up for a bit. I'll be back shortly."

So Leia left the room, to put away the needles and the lighter. A mere moment after she left, Sonic and Little Mac entered the room, needing to speak with Akuma.

"Look, Akuma, I'm so sorry for what I did earlier," Little Mac apologized to the fighter, being as apologetic as possible. "I didn't mean to react the way I did. It was totally out of instinct..."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's what they all say..." grumbled Akuma, before looking towards Sonic, who was eating a chili dog. "Sonic why are you here? You had nothing to do with my broken ankle!"

"True dat, but I was a witness," stated Sonic, before scarfing the remainder of his chili dog down his mouth and licking his fingers. Or rather, his glove. "I saw that broken ankle happening from a mile away - too bad I couldn't stop it!"

"What are you supposed to be, some kind of psychic?" Little Mac asked Sonic, who had a smirk on his face. "We have a psychic already...and one's already enough."

"They don't call me the 'fastest thing alive' for a reason, you know...so obviously I see a lot of things quicker than you or anyone else does. I can tell that you're being jealous, and honestly, that's okay with..."

"Akuma, we need to talk!" shouted Ryu, as he entered the room and pushed Sonic and Little Mac to the side to confront Akuma. Ryu looked like he wanted to fight. "Leia informed me that you injured your ankle. Does that mean you won't be available for our fight?"

"Our...fight?" Akuma raised an eyebrow, wondering what Ryu was even talking about. Sometimes Ryu was never clear when it came to saying stuff. "We agreed to fight each other? Don't remember that..."

"No, we're not fighting each other - we're fighting Heihachi and Akira! You know, that two-on-two match, in the sanctuary. Me and you, vs Heihachi and Akira! And if your ankle isn't healed in time, my partner will be...Poo."

Ryu: Don't get me wrong, Poo is a more than serviceable fighter, but he has a strong tendency of being in over his head. Not to mention that his height will put us at a disadvantage. Either Akira or Heihachi could squash Poo with just one foot. Even I could.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that fight..." said Akuma, now wishing that his ankle was never injured. He wouldn't miss any fight for the world. "Unfortunately, I don't know when my ankle will be healthy again, so you'll have to go without me..."

"No I cannot, Akuma - I refused to fight alongside Poo!" expressed Ryu; the kung fu fighter must secretly hate Poo or something. "Nobody will take me seriously, standing next to Poo with his minuscule size and strange ponytail!"

"Pretty sure that's not a ponytail..." remarked Little Mac; Ryu ignored the boxer, as he got down on his knees and looked up to Akuma, with begging hands.

"Please, Akuma, I beg of you...fight with me! You can fight through the pain, can you? That's what being a man's all about, fighting through pain! Prove your manliness to me, and I will return the favor!"

"Quit it out man, I hate seeing you act this desperate..." frowned Akuma, leading Ryu to stand back up with his head hanging low. "...if my ankle's back to normal again, I'll let you know, and then we'll take on Heihachi and Akira, together. Deal?"

"Deal, I suppose..." sighed Ryu, as he left the premises with his head still hanging low. Ryu's fight just might have to be handicapped...


While the Black Knight typically conducted his tea parties with female residents, he was certainly no stranger to inviting males to a tea party or two. Today would be the case, when the knight presided over a tea party with Chrom, Polar Bear, and Doc Louis.

"Here's some more chocolate tea for you, good sir!" exclaimed the Black Knight, as he poured some chocolate tea into Doc Louis' teacup. Chocolate tea was the only incentive for Doc to attend toe party. "Would you like some more scones?"

"Heh, I've drunk so much tea, that I don't think I even have enough room for scones!" grinned Doc Louis, as he tapped his stomach and laughed. Probably ate too many chocolate bars, at that.

"This tea is pretty good, but it's nothing compared to the stuff the Ice Climbers make," remarked Polar Bear, before the Black Knight slapped the back of his head. Remarkably, Polar Bear's glasses didn't fall down. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I take it back!"

"Say that again and I will..." Before the Black Knight could finish, someone was heard knocking on the door. "Ooh, looks like we have another guest!" The Black Knight opened the door, only to be ambushed by Knuckles, who dropped the knight unto the floor as he entered the room and made him waste his tea.

"YOU!" the echidna pointed at Doc Louis, who was looking around. The Black Knight tried to get off the floor, but Knuckles kicked him back down. "Doc Louis! You have something that I need!"

"I do?" questioned Doc Louis, as Knuckles marched up to the boxing trainer and grabbed him by the collar, pulling his face close to his. "Knuckles, what are you doing, man? Chrom, save me!" Chrom didn't do a thing, as he kept his distance.

Fox: As heads of Star Records, it is not our job to tell our clients what names they should give to our projects. We try and establish a sense of creative freedom in our company - something which is sadly a rare sight these days.
Falco: Creative freedom is single-handedly the greatest thing a rapper like Knuckles could have, other than having cute babes whose names you don't know flanked around you like some kind of magnet. Why, if I wasn't a pilot, being a rapper would've been a wise career choice for me.
Fox: Too bad the only chicks that would want to hang around you would be cats.
Falco: Pssh, I could get some bird chicks as my groupies...if I ever knew any. Do we even have bird chicks in Corneria?

"I know you have it Doc Louis, you got what I need!" Knuckles said to the boxing trainer, shaking him silly. "Tell me, man...what title can possibly be better than Caramel Thunder? What, Doc Louis? What?"

"Caramel Thunder? That sounds like a hooker name..." remarked Chrom, sharing similar sentiments with Fox and Doc Louis. The name was enough to make the hero-king chuckle a little bit.

"What are you laughing at, bub?" Knuckles glared down Chrom, who stopped chuckling in an instant. "I know you got some great title ideas for my new album, Doc Louis, so spit it out!"

"I think what you need to do is take a chill pill and relax," said Doc Louis, grabbing Knuckles' hands and gently placing them down at the echidna's side. "If you can do that, I'll give you a few suggestions. And if not..."

"I'll kill you!" Knuckles lunged towards Doc Louis, before the Black Knight, in the spur of the moment, grabbed the echidna and restrained him. "Let me at 'im, let me at 'im!"

"Hey Chrom, maybe you should give Knuckles some suggestions!" Doc Louis told the hero-king, who was drinking his tea before doing a spit take. Got tea all over the table. "How about it?"

"Why me, why does it have to be me?" questioned Chrom, who hated being put on the spot. Especially if that spot had anything to do with Knuckles. "I hardly know anything about Knuckles' new album!"

"But it's a romantic-themed album, Chrom, and you're the perfect guy for romance!" Hearing his name in relation to romance or love always made Chrom roll his eyes in disgust. "You were the ladies man in your fight against Plegia, got all the ladies! And you even got a girlfriend!"

"Just because I'm the so-called 'romantic expert' doesn't mean that I'm automatically qualified to deal with situations related to romance or the like. Having ladies follow me around doesn't make me the smoothest person romantically in the entire world."

"Well, okay then, have it your way...guess I won't be hearing the end of it from Knuckles anytime soon..." This made Chrom feel some type of way, as the Black Knight was seen dragging Knuckles out of the room.

"I'ma get you Doc Louis, just you wait and see!" Knuckles vowed to the boxing trainer, before the Black Knight threw him out.


Pac-Man: Tomorrow I'll be hosting a bachelor party...No, no, nobody's getting married. This is just a lousy idea set up by Master Hand, who went around town telling dudes that Cilan was getting married, and that he's going to have a bachelor party at the mansion. Here's what Master Hand's gonna do - get the dudes drunk, have them drive around town after the party, get them arrested, and make them pay for their bail. Money used for said bail will be paid to Master Hand, rather than to the jail. Sounds immoral, yes, but Master Hand will always find a way...

Since Master Hand was away running errands, Pac-Man needed someone to check out how he decorated the ballroom for the bachelor party - something he wanted to get done and out of the way, before Master Hand returned home. The eater of ghosts asked Samus, who hardly ever paid an open mind to anything.

"So, Miss Aran, what do you think?" Pac-Man asked the bounty hunter, after she was done inspecting the entire ballroom. Not much was changed - just the curtains had a different color, and there were a few tables here and there. Not much to comment on. "Like what you did with the place?"

"Um, yeah, this party is gonna be like, the greatest bachelor party in existence," replied Samus, with an extra heavy dose of sarcasm. Seeing how "decorative" the ballroom was made the bounty hunter question what Master Hand saw in Pac-Man, as a party planner. "But seriously, I see nothing special about this ballroom. Looks plain!"

"Yeah, you're right..." Pac-Man looked down at the floor, very accepting of Samus' honesty. "At least you were being honest...people like Felicia just told me things like 'good job' and 'keep up the good work'...those liars. Thanks for keeping it real, Samus."

"Eh, what can I say, being honest is my thing." Once she was done scoping the ballroom, Samus turned her attention to two men who were waiting for the bounty hunter...Mario and Red. Oh, and Cappy as well. "Can I help you two?" Samus asked.

"We know-a you did it, we know you took-a our Master Ball!" accused Mario as he pointed accusingly at Samus, who looked at the plumber confusingly before giving a slight chuckle.

"You must be mistaken, I never stolen a Poke Ball of any kind. I just went to the Pokemon sanctuary to power up my Power Suit, and then left. Didn't go around stealing Poke Balls or anything of that nature."

"Don't lie to our faces, Samus, we know you're the culprit!" frowned Red, as Samus nonchalantly walked away; Red, Mario, and Cappy followed her. "You stole the Master Ball, and placed it in your bag! Now give it up!"

"Oh really, is that so?" Samus was heading over to the ballroom wall, where her bag rested; time for her to set things straight. "How about I prove my innocence to you, would that be fair with you?" So Samus grabbed her bag and dumped her contents unto the floor, revealing metal parts, some protein shakes...

...and the Master Ball. Samus' eyes widened when she saw the ball, as Cappy picked it up.

"So you DID steal the Master Ball, just as we figured!" Cappy scolded Samus, who wondered how the Master Ball got inside her bag in the first place. "What do you have to say for yourself, you thief?!"

"Honestly I have no idea how it got in there...maybe you dropped the Poke Ball, and it just...rolled inside my bag, somehow." To be fair, that was exactly what happened.

"Likely story, Samus...I had the Master Ball in my sight at ALL TIMES!" stated Red, getting all up in the bounty hunter's grill. "...well, except for when I was training my Pokemon. So you might be right..."

"Ooh, is that a Master Ball?" gleamed Pac-Man, as he came over to Cappy. He took the ball from the talking hat, and inspected it carefully. "Wonder what's inside!"

"No, Pac-Man, don't!" pleaded Cappy, but it was too late - the eater of ghosts threw the Mater Ball unto the floor, releasing the Ultra Beast inside. This Ultra Beast was white in color, with a white ball consisting of blue and pink dots for a head.

Its name...was Blacephalon.

Red: Last time a Pokemon was released inside the mansion, Mario, Link, and Chrom almost died. With an Ultra Beast, I won't expect anything different...but maybe it'll try and kill people with fun! Hopefully without victimizing the Koopalings.

"Never quite seen a Pokemon like that before," remarked Cappy, whose knowledge of Ultra Beasts wasn't as grand. "What is it?" Red took out his Pokedex, to check out the Blacephalon.

"According to my Pokedex, that right there is a Blacephalon," explained Red, looking at his Pokedex. The Blacephalon was dancing in place, always in a festive mood. "The fireworks Pokemon, with a fire/ghost typing. One of the Ultra Beasts..."

"For an Ultra Beast, it sure looks pretty small," remarked Samus, taking note of how eccentric Blacephalon was in terms of appearance and nature. "Looks around the same height as that quarterback from the Seahawks, Russell Wilson...might be even shorter."

"Short or not, we need-a Blacephalon to entertain the Koopalings," said Mario, making it his goal to make Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings happy for once. "So Blacephalon is some kind-a of fireworks master, Red?"

"It certainly is, at least according to the Pokedex," replied Red, while Blacephalon continued its little dance. "Its signature move, Mind Blown, has some very cool special effects. It would be a real treat for the Koopalings."

"I sure hope-a so...now all we need-a to do is get on Blacephalon's good-a side." Mario approached Blacephalon, and extended his hand to the fireworks Pokemon...but Blacephalon hopped away, rejecting Mario.

"Uh oh, it looks like a feisty one!" exclaimed Cappy, as Mario had trouble approaching Blacephalon; every time the plumber drew near, the fireworks Pokemon would hop away, out of instinct. Made it very frustrating for Mario.

"Come on-a now Blacephalon, I won't-a bite..." No matter what Mario did, Blacephalon jumped away when it got the chance. Once Mario cornered it near the big window of the ballroom, Blacephalon used Shadow Ball to break the window, before saluting Mario and the others and exiting through the broken window via backflip. Flawless.

"Not gonna lie, that was a pretty sick exit!" exclaimed Pac-Man, as Mario snapped his fingers in disgust. The plumber was so close, too. "Too bad we now got an Ultra Beast running about."

"And it's mostly thanks to you..." Red said to the eater of ghosts; Pac-Man couldn't say a single word.


It was now three o' clock, which meant that it was now time to start filming Mamori's show, Microwave Idol Mamorin. Mamori was joined in the kitchen by her fellow co-hosts, Ashley and Asuka.

"Welcome, my sweet Mamorinis, to another spectacular episode of Microwave Idol Mamorin!" Mamori kicked things off, her infectious smile enough to brighten up the crowd. Her usual attire was Pikachu-themed. "We're gonna warm up your heart, with the press of a button!"

"Our episode today has a bit of a theme to it..." said Ashley, who was forced to wear a Pikachu-styled hoodie. You could literally feel the animosity building up inside of her right now. "...a very Pikachu theme, I'll say."

"Yup, that's right - our episode today is centered around a day so awesome, it deserves to be celebrated every day!" added Asuka, who was wearing a Pikachu t-shirt. "A day known as...Pikachu Day!"

"For those of you who don't know...and hopefully you'll know by the end of the episode...Pikachu Day is a day in which everyone around the world celebrate Pikachu, arguably the most popular Pokemon to have ever existed," explained Mamori. "It is our duty to spread awareness of Pikachu Day, and keep the traditions of Pikachu Day alive, now and forever!"

Master Hand: Microwave Idol Mamorin is an astonishingly greatly platform to promote Pikachu Day, and spread awareness to the viewers watching at home. I expect Pikachu Day to become even more mainstream, once Mamori's episode drops. I haven't given that much thought to cancelling Pikachu Day, but it's not that often I give credence to making stupid, idiotic decisions.

"And who better to promote Pikachu Day than our two special guests...Lady Palutena, and Pit!" said Mamori, as Palutena and Pit entered the kitchen. Both were wearing Pikachu Day gear, and both were happy to be here. Though Pit was more exuberant...

"WOOOO, PIKACHU DAY, GREATEST DAY EVER!" the angel cheered, hamming it up for the camera. Ashley found the angel's display of enthusiasm to be very disgusting.

"I've never supported Pikachu Day to begin with, but I'm just here to support Pit," smiled Palutena, hoping her remark won't lead to Master Hand putting her on blast.

"So, Pit, you obviously know more about Pikachu Day than Lady Palutena does...so what will we be making today?" Asuka asked the angel, who stopped his exuberance when his name was called.

"The delicacy we'll be making today is...the Pikachu Cheesesteak!" replied Pit, as he held up a Pikachu Cheesesteak up in the air, like he found a new item in a Zelda dungeon. Not the same cheesesteak from earlier, mind you - a new, fresh one.

"I thought those Pikachu Cheesesteaks went out of style months ago," said Ashley, before an offended Pit drew close to Ashley, looking at her in the eyes intensely.

"Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, associated with Pikachu Day, NEVER goes out of style..." Pit warned Ashley, who didn't flinch in the slightest. Once he was through with the young witch, the angel returned to his happy-go-lucky self. "So, Chef Mamori, what's the first thing we have to do?"

"The first thing is to check our microwave, for anything that might be inside," replied Mamori, as she went over to the microwave. When she opened it, she screamed when she saw someone inside, taking up the entire space.

"It's me, Wario!" exclaimed the fatso that somehow fit inside the microwave. The very sight of Wario was enough to make Mamori scream for her life, and fall unto the floor. "Crap, I'm stuck...should've thought this through..."

"Wario what in heaven's name are you doing?!" Palutena scolded the fatso, who struggled to exit the microwave. He managed to get out, in due time.

"I'm here...to make things right! To make things up to you! I know you still resent me, for whatever reason, but just hear me out, Lady Palutena!"

"No, Wario, we already had this discussion...and now it's a bad time for you to continue what we discussed. Can't you see we're filming now?" This was bound to be the most hectic episode of Microwave Idol Mamorin yet!

"You're filming? Why didn't you tell me?!" Wario saw the camera, and got all close to it. "Hello, world, Wario here, I have a confession to make...I love Palutena very, very much, and I won't stop until I win her heart!"

Ashley: So I guess we have to get rid of the microwave now... *sighs* ...it was such a good microwave, too.

Disgusted by Wario's actions and behaviors, Palutena confronted the fatso, reprimanding him and whatnot. Mamori, trying to bring some sense of order back to her show, would join Palutena in the efforts. Meanwhile, Asuka was doing damage control in the background, Ashley just stood there and did nothing, and Pit...Lord knows what the angel was doing.

Whatever Pit was doing, it was enough to disturb Luigi and Linkle, who were standing at the kitchen doorway along with Rotom. The plumber sported a face of disgust, as Link joined him.

"What in Hylia's name is Pit doing to that kitchen floor...?" asked Link, hoping Luigi and company knew the answer. Whatever Pit was doing might be too much to openly describe.

"We would answer, but we're busy trying to erase Pit's actions from our minds, zrrt," replied Rotom, who might have an easier time at deleting memories because it was a living Pokedex and all. "A good thing Lady Palutena isn't paying attention..."

"So, uh, what are you here for? Wanted to watch some Microwave Idol Mamorin, at least before Wario had to come in and mess things up?"

"Not exactly...in-a fact, we're here because-a of Wario," replied Luigi, observing how Wario was acting. "He really wants to win-a Palutena's heart, and he'll go through what-a ever means necessary to do-a so."

"Ah I see...well, good luck with pulling that off. I'm here because Pit was supposed to promote my creation, my Pikachu Cheesesteak, and make it mainstream again. Apparently Wario is ruining my master plan."

"Was your cheese-a steak ever mainstream to begin-a with?" Luigi's question prompted Link to stare down the plumber, feeling offended. Soon MegaMan .EXE showed up, and peered inside the kitchen.

"...yeah, I'm not even gonna ask what Pit's doing in there," the NetNavi remarked, eliminating Pit's actions from his mind. He would ask Link and Luigi about Wario and the others, but whatever Pit was doing left him with more concern. "Is Mamori still filming? I'm guessing that thing hasn't shown up yet."

"What 'thing' are you speaking of?" asked Linkle, knowing that .EXE came here for something. Whatever that something was, it wasn't good...

"Apparently there's an Ultra Beast on the loose, according to Mario, and it's dancing around the mansion and stuff. Saw it outside, and then I saw it in the foyer. Red was the one who brought the Ultra Beast in."


Ryu: After spending minutes sucking up my pride, I've decided to fight Akira and Heihachi...with my trusty partner, Poo! I may have disregarded Poo completely earlier, but a man never fights alone...Actually, a man should always fight alone. No wait, they should...ah, what's even the point, I'm still going to lose anyways.

Ryu would head down to the Pokemon sanctuary, with his partner Poo. Ryu was trying to feign some form of confidence, whereas Poo felt more determined.

"Let me just say, Poo, that you weren't my first choice for a fighting partner," Ryu told the young PSI whiz, who was practicing some moves while walking through the hallway. Better not hurt someone. "I had originally pegged Akuma to fight alongside me, but his ankle isn't fully healed."

"Which is a blessing in disguise, for you have a more worthy partner in me!" stated Poo, as he was karate chopping the air vigorously. Ryu had to admire Poo's preparedness. "With your raw strength, and my PSI..."

"Um, Poo, this is a clean fight...no magic spells allowed." Poo snapped his fingers in disgust in response, but the teenager still believed that he and Ryu would win.

"Magic spells or not, Akira and Heihachi will both be writhing on the floor, in both pain AND defeat. They'll be so humiliated by their loss, that they'll never fight again!"

Ryu and Poo eventually reached the Pokemon sanctuary, and entered therein. When they entered, they expected to see Akira and Heihachi standing around, waiting for a fight. But instead, their opponents were on the floor, like someone had already beaten them up.

"Good grief...when I said that Akira and Heihachi would be writhing on the floor in pain and defeat, I didn't expect it to happen THIS early!" remarked Poo, as Ryu went over to check on both men. He went to Heihachi first.

"Heihachi, what happened to you and Akira?" Ryu asked the Tekken fighter, helping him off the floor a little. "Tell me man, tel me!"

"Some weird...white creature waltzed its way into the sanctuary, and triggered a bunch of explosions and whatnot," replied Heihachi, grabbing his arm in pain. "Caught Akira and I off-guard. Some of the explosions managed to hurt us both..."

"A weird white creature, you say? Could've this been a Pokemon?" Ryu typically refrained from hurting Pokemon, outside of Smash battles, but today would have to be a major exception.

"It sure looked like one, to me..." responded Akira, helping himself off the floor with one arm. "If only I had...a Poke Ball..."


As a somewhat astute pet owner, Cloud made feeding his pet Chocobo, Cloud Jr., his number one priority. He fed his Chocobo with bird seed, which was kept...in a closet. Would've been in a pantry, but Cilan complained about how there wasn't "enough room". So Cloud kept his bird seed in a random closet of the mansion.

When the swordsman approached this closet, he opened the door...and Chrom and Doc Louis instantly fell out. Hey, at least the bird seed was fine.

"Yeah, I'm not even gonna ask why you two were in that closet together," remarked Cloud, as Chrom and Doc Louis both got up off the floor. "I just came here to get my bird seed, and..."

"No, Cloud, it's not what you think - we were hiding from Knuckles!" explained Doc Louis, making Cloud even more questioning of the boxing trainer. "Hear me out - Knuckles has been irritating me about some rap album or something, and it's driving me insane!"

"...and unfortunately, I was dragged to this closet by Doc Louis," added Chrom; the poor hero-king was now Doc's safety blanket, for Knuckles. "But that's not the only reason we, or Doc...actually, we, are hiding in this closet. We saw this strange Pokemon dancing about and causing mayhem. You have seen it before, haven't you?"


If there was one individual in the mansion who hasn't the strange Pokemon yet, it would have to be Master Hand, who was getting all giddy inside? Why, because the giant hand was expecting two - no, three - newcomers to not only join Smash, but also the Smash Mansion. And he was getting things prepared.

"These welcome baskets oughta make the newbies well at home..." remarked Master Hand, as he looked at the three welcome baskets Isabelle and Ayaha had prepared. Included things like snacks, ointments, and of course, Pikachu Day stuff. "...Master Hand, your good guy status just keeps growing!"

"Master Hand, are you busy?" asked Felicia, as she poked her head inside the room. "There's an Ultra Beast dancing atop Mario's house..."

"An Ultra Beast? As in like, those Pokemon creatures from some Ultra Realm or something? This I gotta see!"

Master Hand: Those welcome baskets were crafted...out of love. Yes, they were prepared by Isabelle and Ayaha, but they prepared them out of love, my love. Love for the newbies, and love for myself and my greatness. If the newbies don't love the welcome baskets, then they clearly don't love themselves either.


The Ultra Beast was none other than Blacephalon, who was dancing atop Mario's house, as Felicia had said. Mario, Red, Samus and Pac-Man were there to monitor the fireworks Pokemon, with those in Mario and Luigi's houses having evacuated just for good measure. Zelda, who was chatting with Peach earlier, was also outside.

"Alright, so how did Blacephalon get out of its Poke Ball?" Zelda asked Mario and company, as everyone pointed at Pac-Man. The eater of ghosts, being put on the spot, smiled nervously. "Pac-Man, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I just took the Master Ball, threw it on the ground, and released it!" explained Pac-Man, using his innocence to curb the amount of guilt he was starting to feel. "It had to come out sooner or later!"

"Uh huh...also, who thought it was a good idea to bring this Blacephalon to the mansion in the first place?" Mario shifted his eyes around nervously, now knowing how Pac-Man felt. "Was it you, Mario?"

"I just wanted to make-a the Koopalings happy!" was Mario's reply, sounding exasperate and somewhat desperate. "Which is why I had-a Red bring me a Pokemon that could-a cheer the Koopalings up! If anything, it's-a Professor Kukui's fault for giving Red Blacephalon!"

"Told you Mario wasn't the right guy for cheering up the Koopalings," Impa murmured to Peach, who didn't pay the Sheikah any mind. Soon Master Hand arrived outside, along with Felicia.

"So where is this Ultra Beast?" the giant hand asked Felicia, who pointed up at Blacephalon, still dancing on Mario's roof. "THAT thing is an Ultra Beast?! Ha ha, you make me laugh! Looks just as short as Russell Wilson! If not shorter..."

"Aside from causing a few small explosions here and there, it hasn't done much to..." Felicia started, before a Shadow Ball was hurled at the crowd. Everyone moved out of the way, as Blacephalon waved to Felicia and company before continuing its routine. "...yeah, it's safe to say that it's pretty dangerous."

"Who was responsible for bringing this cretin to the mansion?!" boomed Master Hand; Red pointed at Mario, and Mario pointed at Red. Those two should just share the blame together.

"Excuse me, party people, but I was informed about some dancing Pokemon, is that correct?" asked K.K. Slider, showing up with his trusty guitar. "I thought about maybe playing some tunes, to soothe it a little..."

"No, K.K., just head back inside, you'll probably make things worse. Also, you're singing is terrible, no lie. You'll damage the Ultra Beast's ears."

"Okay then, have it your way..." K.K. Slider would return to the mansion...only to be trampled by Akuma, whose foot appeared to be perfectly fine. Or was it?

Akuma: Leia says not to put that much weight on my foot, because of my ankle...but you know what? Screw what she has to say. I'm Akuma, I can do whatever I please! Does Leia expect someone to carry me around, for the rest of the day? She must be out of her mind...

"I've heard that there's a Pokemon, an Ultra Beast, on the loose, is that correct?" Akuma asked Master Hand, and he looked ready to fight. "Where is it? Show me!"

"Its's up there, on top of Mario's house," replied Master Hand, as he pointed up at Blacephalon. Akuma took a good look at the fireworks Pokemon, giving a cocky smirk. Didn't think that much of it.

"You call that an Ultra Beast? Heh...must be one of the weaker ones. I'll take care of it in a snap." So Akuma hopped off the porch, and headed over to Mario's house. He went to the back, and pulled out a ladder - the one Mario always had.

"See, Impa, that ladder does-a come in handy sometimes!" Mario told the Sheikah, who looked away in disgust. Akuma placed the ladder against Mario's house, and climbed it up to the roof. Meanwhile, Sonic and Little Mac arrived outside, clearly looking for Akuma.

"Where's Akuma?" asked Sonic, as Master Hand pointed at the fighter, having just arrived at Mario's roof. "Yo, Akuma, Leia told you not to..."

"Oh shut up Sonic, my ankle feels just fine!" Akuma snapped, although he displayed some signs of pain as he was climbing up the ladder. But the fighter didn't care - he was now on the roof, staring down Blacephalon. The fireworks Pokemon just waved, during a rather intense moment.

And then, the fight began - Akuma threw the first punch, but Blacephalon dodged it. Akuma then went for a kick, but Blacephalon dodged that one as well. Akuma, becoming more frustrated, kept punching and kicking, while Blacephalon dodged all of his moves...

...until the fighter finally nailed Blacephalon, punching him square in the face. Then something weird happened...Blacephalon's head fell off of its body, and landed on the roof. The way its head was glowing made it a sign of caution for Akuma...and the others.

"Everyone run for cover, it's gonna blow!" Akuma called out to Mario and company, as everyone ran back inside. Akuma hopped off the roof, landing on the ground and hurting his ankle, before running to the lake and jumping in it. All the while, Blacephalon's head kept glowing.

Once a few seconds passed, the head finally exploded, resulting in a fury of fancy, colorful fireworks in the sky. So colorful, that it even caught the attention of Bowser Jr., who was in the backyard.

"Woah, fireworks in early August, so cool!" the young koopa exclaimed, easily amazed by the fireworks show. "Guys, check it out, there's fireworks!" Soon enough, all the Koopalings joined Bowser Jr., and oohed and aahed at the fireworks display.

"This is a random time to have fireworks, near the end of summer, but hey, we'll take it!" remarked Roy, while the fireworks continued. If Master Hand was watching the fireworks from inside the mansion, he might be seriously ticked.

Master Hand: The audacity to have fireworks, on a day other than Memorial Day or Independence Day...Mario or Red, it doesn't matter who was more responsible for bringing Blacephalon to the mansion. They're both gonna get...it.

Wendy: That fireworks display was better than the one we had for the 4th of July; most of the fireworks were duds, and the ones that actually worked misfired and struck Cortex. It was pretty funny, for the most part...until the ambulance showed up.

The fireworks died down, and Blacephalon's head reappeared, on its body. Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings stepped forward and saw Blacephalon; Blacephalon saw the youngins, and bowed before them, as the Koopalings applauded. Soon, Mario and company headed back outside, once the coast was clear.

"Looks like the fireworks-a have stopped..." remarked Mario, before taking a look at his house - and screamed at the top of his lungs. "Mama mia! My roof!"

"Mario, you missed it, you missed the fireworks!" Bowser Jr. happily told the plumber, as Blacephalon leaped off the now damaged roof of Mario's home. The fireworks Pokemon struck a pose, because it felt the need to. "You should've seen them!"

"So you kids-a saw the fireworks yourselves?" Mario asked the Koopalings, who all nodded their heads. "Hehe...mission accomplished..."

"Whaddaya mean, 'mission accomplished'?" Mario realized that he had said that part out loud, and it caused the plumber to cover his mouth.

"Nothing, nothing, disregard that I ever said-a anything," Mario smiled gingerly, as Blacephalon did one final bow. Afterwards, Red threw the Master Ball at it, capturing it in the process.

"So, Master Hand, what are you gonna do with Blacephalon?" Samus asked the giant hand out of curiosity, as Red retrieved the Master Ball. "I saw you seething when the fireworks were taking place...you're gonna return it to the Ultra Realm?"

"We'll just keep it around, just for...just for special purposes," replied Master Hand, albeit with some hesitation. Just then, Ryu showed up, and looked around in confusion.

"Where is it, where's the Pokemon?" the fighter asked, seeing no Pokemon in sight. Left him very angry. "I was late, wasn't I? Why did I bother helping Leia with her Chinese medicine practice? Curse you, Akira and Heihachi!"

Elsewhere, at the mansion lake, Sonic and Little Mac helped Akuma out of the lake. While Akuma was able to hold his breath for very long, his ankle was re-injured however, after he jumped off of Mario's roof. But he was brave enough to walk it out.

"Don't you two tell Leia a single thing..." Akuma warned Sonic and Little Mac; Sonic gave a thumbs up, whereas Little Mac displayed a reluctant face.


Back to the kitchen, where filming for Microwave Idol Mamorin unfortunately ended. Neither Palutena nor Mamori were able to restrain Wario, and Asuka and Ashley had already left. And Pit, well...Palutena saw what he was doing, and was sent to his room as punishment. Good for him.

Luigi, Linkle, and Rotom had already left, as well as Link, ashamed that his plan to make the Pikachu Cheesesteak great again was sabotaged by Wario. Speaking of Wario, the fatso sat on the floor, with a giant hand mark the size of Palutena's hand on his face. Clearly things got out of hand.

"Yikes, what happened here?" asked Knuckles, showing up in the kitchen; the place was an absolute mess. Yup, things really got out of hand.

Pit: Champion Link told me to be myself, in front of the camera, and I did just that...by being as weird as possible. It got me grounded by Lady Palutena, so I'm guessing it worked.

"I...don't wanna talk about it, it's a long story," replied Wario, appearing very despondent. Knuckles saw how sad the fatso was, and dared not to ask questions about how he was feeling.

"Um, yeah, I can tell..." Knuckles chuckled awkwardly; what went down in the kitchen might be a story for another day. "...anyways, have you seen Doc Louis anywhere? Dude owes me a big favor."

"How am I supposed to know where Doc is? Can't you see that I'm depressed? Go away and leave me alone, bother somebody else..."

"Do you wanna hug things out, or something?" Wario did not respond, as he looked down at the floor. "Okay then, suit yourself..." So Knuckles walked away, running into Master Hand moments later.

"You came from the kitchen, didn't you?" Master Hand interrogated Knuckles, all up in the echidna's grill. "How did Microwave Idol Mamorin turn out? Today's episode was Pikachu Day-themed - made it so Pit could spread awareness to Mamori's fan base."

"Go and see for yourself..." Knuckles followed Master Hand to the kitchen, and saw how much of a mess it was. The giant hand gasped, unable to fathom the sight. "...by the looks of it, the episode was a complete disaster."

"You mean that...the episode...centered around Pikachu Day...was a TRAINWRECK?!" Knuckles didn't say a word, fearing that Master Hand might snap. But instead, the giant hand let out a deep sigh. "Guess it's official then..."

"What's official?" Knuckles saw that Master Hand was too afraid to say the answer, for the answer was something he did not want to say out loud, ever.

"Pikachu Day, as far as I'm concerned..." Master Hand mustered all the courage inside of him to say the rest. "...might be cancelled."

It was only a matter of time.