Author's Note:

Two games got released on the Switch earlier this week...Final Fantasy VIII, and Spyro: Reignited Trilogy. Characters from both games will be featured in this chapter, because I felt like it was the right thing to do. Now, to answer some reviews:

"Will the Fire Emblem Three Houses characters have their post time skip looks when they show up again? Is Kasumi from Persona 5R gonna be referred to by her full name? (To avoid confusion with Kasumi from Dead or Alive) a scene of Lucina and maybe Marta interacting with Christie from DOA? (Laura Bailey voices Christie) a scene of Rhea interacting with Palutena? (Since many say Rhea looks like her) and finally, what are your thoughts on the rumor that Overwatch may come to the Switch?"

The Three Houses characters will never have their post-time skip looks in this story. If Kasumi from DOA doesn't appear in this story, then Kasumi from Persona will just go by her first name. Don't know about doing the scenes you suggested. (Knew I wasn't the only one who thought Rhea and Palutena looked similar...) And I'm pretty ecstatic about Overwatch on the Switch - I even have an Overwatch chapter planned for this story. One more anonymous review:

"1: Do you have an exact list of all residents?
2: galeem will appear and with that the world of light?

3: if sans or someone from undertale comes to smash what will you do?
4: what would you like in a smash 6?
5: I would like to see cole macgrath or delsin rowe of infamous"

1. Yes I do! I made one ever since the guys and gals from Tokyo Mirage Sessions first appeared, and I've been keeping up with it since.
2. As I've said before, the status is Galeem and Dharkon is still up in the air.
3. Well Sans is in Smash, as a Mii fighter...so he'll be a new resident at the mansion.
4. I highly doubt we'll ever get a sixth Smash game.
5. Cole MacGrath won't be appearing in this story again; Deslin Rowe won't be appearing at all.

IncogAnimeFan has a question (not sure if they were refering to the first chapter or what):

"Did you have anything specific in mind for Pit's scenes or where you just doing a general "reference?""

Uh...sure, let's go with that! Next is Derick Lindsey:

"so I'm guessing [Kyle Merklov] the main antagonist of [Astral Chain] or something?"

Eh, he's one of the bad guys. Moving on:

"I'm kinda curious as to what the whole trapping the Wailmer in the basement thing was about since it didn't really have anything to do with the plot of this chapter or was it just to be a joke or something?"

It was more or less a joke. It was also an excuse for me to fit Ike and Soren into the chapter. PinkRose4452 has three Final Fantasy questions:

"1. Will Marlee and Denzel make an appearance?
2. Are the Final Fantasy VII characters in their original game outfits or their Advent Children outfits?

3. Will there be a Final Fantasy Remake chapter when the game comes out on March 3? Also, will Sephiroth appear in the Remake chapter?"

1. Marlene and Denzel? We'll have to see about that...
2. The FFVII characters are in their Advent Children outfits.
3. There will be a Final Fantasy Remake chapter, and Sephiroth will be in it.

Last for today is El pollo campero, asking the one thing on everyone's minds...

"So what did you think of the Nintendo direct?"

Thought it was a pretty solid Direct, lots of highlights and stuff. Pretty excited about Terry Bogard being the newest DLC character; him being in this story would be interesting. Especially with his Engrish...which I've been brushing up on.


Episode 194: FantasyFootball

Fall was fastly approaching, which could only mean one thing...football was back in full swing. Being that the Smash Mansion was located in Seattle, the residents were ecstatic about the hometown football team, the Seattle Seahawks. Okay, some residents might be ecstatic, some might support a different football team, and some might not care at all! But to each their own.

Whenever football season was close to starting, many football fans around the country start preparing themselves for the great game known as fantasy football. It was a game where fans could serve as general managers of their own fictional team, and draft real football players to lead their team to victory. For some fans, it was casual fun...but for others, it meant something more.

The residents at the mansion would start fantasy football leagues of their own, and usually there would be around four or five fantasy leagues taking place at the establishment. And with some of the tower residents joining in on the fun, fantasy football at the Smash Mansion was bound to be quite hectic.

"Heh heh...this will do," smiled Hisui, using a computer in the library; the young man and elder Hearts sibling was adjusting his fantasy lineup for the week. Had to make sure he had the right players in his starting lineup.

"What's good, Hisui?" Bowser approached the young man, seemingly holding something behind his back. Hisui turned around and looked at Bowser, slightly alarmed by the koopa king's friendliness.

"Hi Bowser, you seem...unpleasantly friendly today. Not that it's a bad thing, but..."

"What's that you're doing on the computer?"

"I was just adjusting my fantasy lineup for the week. Going up against Waluigi's team."

"Waluigi's team? Pfft, that should be an easy victory."

"Yeah, I'll say." Hisui turned around, facing his computer. "It's Waluigi's first time playing fantasy football. I'm expecting to start off the season 1-0."

"It's good that you're pretty confident in your team. Although, it would be such a shame if something were to happen to..."

Then just like Randy Orton, out of nowhere, Bowser pulled out the rag of chloroform he was holding behind his back and held it up to Hisui, gagging the young man. Bowser would hold the rag up to Hisui's nose, until Hisui eventually passed out unto the floor.

"Sucker..." smirked Bowser, as he sat down in Hisui's chair and messed around with Hisui's fantasy team. Straight-up sabotage.

Bowser: Another year, another season of football - which means fantasy football is back in full swing. And around here, at the mansion... *looks around* ...fantasy football is always serious business.

Uka: Cortex is doing fantasy football again, for the second year in a row. His fantasy team last year was...well, in a word, horrid. Had it not been for Chrom forgetting to check his lineup, Cortex would've finished in last place! But now Cortex is looking for "redemption", as a means to impress his crush Tiki. Can't wait to see Cortex's team sitting last in the standings.

Shadow: Against my own bitter judgement, I signed up for fantasy football after Sonic kept bothering me about it. I attended a draft party on Sunday, and I was bored beyond comprehension. I let Skull Kid out my team for me, so if I don't finish first place, it'll be Skull Kid's last time breathing...

Bowser: Honestly I like fantasy football a bit more than I like actual football. I don't know, it just seems more fun and appealing to me. Also, I just love sticking it to the other guys when I beat their crappy teams to the ground!

"Hisui, are you okay?" Kohaku, the younger Hearts sibling, called out to her brother. Bowser quickly pressed the button to confirm the changes he made to Hisui's team, before darting away.

As Kohaku came over to Hisui and try to wake him up, Link was seated a table not that far from where the Hearts siblings were, reading a book. The Hylian was looking annoyed, mainly because Geo Stelar was bothering him.

"Aight, so here's my final trade offer..." Geo said to Link, ready to make his final proposal to the Hylian. Both Link and Geo were in the same fantasy football league. "...I'll trade you Dak Prescott for cash considerations. How does that sound?"

"That's not how trades work in fantasy football, kid..." Omega-Xis said to Geo, hovering near the young lad. "...in real-life football yes, but fantasy football? Not a chance..."

"For the last time, I don't want Dak Prescott!" Link snapped on Geo, as he slammed his book unto the table. "I warned you not to draft the guy; quarterbacks for the Dallas Cowboys are overrated. Always have been, always will."

"Yeah you're right, knew I should've followed your advice..." said Geo, hanging his head low in shame as he walked away. "What was I thinking..."

"Told ya you should've let auto-pick draft the players for you," Omega-Xis told Geo, as he followed the young lad out of the library. With Geo gone, Link could happily resume reading his book in peace. Until...

"Good afternoon, Link," Tom Nook greeted the Hylian as he drew near; Link nervously gulped, knowing what Tom Nook wanted. "So, where's those twenty bucks you promised me?"

"It's coming, it's coming..." replied Link, while nodding his head in a convincing manner. Tom Nook, however, wasn't not convinced in any way.

"I gave you up to a week to pay me back, and yet you keep me hanging. What do you have to say for yourself?"

"What I have to say for myself...is that I plan on paying you ten times as much as twenty bucks."

"Ooh, whatever do you mean by that?" Tom Nook looked intrigued, as his eyes went wide.

"I'm in this fantasy football league, with Wario and Crunch Bandicoot and a few others. Wario is the owner of the league, and he has a prize for whoever wins the championship."

"Yes, yes, keep going, I'm listening..."

"Whoever finishes first in the league...gets $200. No take backs."

"$200, with no take backs? Are you sure it was Wario who came up with this winning offer?"

"I couldn't believe it myself when he announced it. But anyways, I plan on winning this fantasy league, and paying you back by ten-fold."

"But fantasy football doesn't end until December. I don't think I'd be able to wait until then."

"Okay then...if I see that I'm not even close to winning the league, I'll find a different way to pay you $200. How about that?"

"Sounds like a high risk, high reward thing to do...I approve, two thumbs up! Link, you got yourself a deal."

"Awesome! Hopefully I'll find a way to make that $200 soon. Not gonna wait on anything."

"Yes, that's the spirit, Link. Striking while the iron is hot!"

"Yeah, well...good talk. Glad we got that sorted out."

"Same. I'll leave you to it!" So Tom Nook walked away, as Link resumed reading his book...hiding a very nervous face behind the pages.

Link: What have I gotten myself into...where the heck am I gonna find $200 from?! I can't make money on my own, I'm practically asking other people for paper bills! I've tried converting my rupees into cash, but those stupid banks won't let me. No way am I gonna wait till December to get that $200 from Wario, provided I even finish in first place...gotta pay Tom Nook ASAP, somehow.

Tom Nook walked away from Link, and saw Gil the de facto librarian dusting off some bookshelves. To Tom Nook, it looked like Gil was feeling lonely.

"Where are your lovely library assistants, the Heroes?" Tom Nook asked Gil, who had just finished dusting off the last bookshelf. "I thought they handled the whole cleaning around the library duties."

"They're outside in the front yard of the mansion, playing football," replied Gil, as he put his duster away. "The Luminary was challenged by Joker to a football game. I'd say that Ryuji had more to do with it than anything..."


Outside the mansion, Joker and his male Persona friends were in the front yard of the mansion, playing a game of football with the Luminary and the other Dragon Quest heroes. Joker's team was on offense, with Joker as the quarterback. Banjo was the referee, with Kazooie serving as the bear's extra pair of eyes.

"Hike!" shouted Joker, as Ryuji - the center - snapped the ball. With the football in his hand, Joker scanned the field, and saw his three receivers - Ken Amada, Teddie, and Yusuke - running routes, with Yusuke casually running off the playing field to avoid injury.

"Throw it to me, Joker, I'm open!" Teddie called out, grabbing Joker's attention by waving his hand. Joker threw a pretty spiral to Teddie...only for the ball to be intercepted by one of the Heroes, Monster Tamer. Banjo blew into his whistle, whistling the play dead.

"And that's an interception!" the bear announced, as Monster Tamer came down with the ball. Erdrick and Solo came over to Monster Tamer, helping their fellow Hero up to his feet.

"Nice one, Monster Tamer!" Erdrick commended the Hero, exchanging a high five. Teddie looked disappointed, as Ken A. came over to comfort the blonde.

"Next time make sure that you're completely open..." Ken A. advised Teddie, with a comforting hand on the blonde's back. "...you were practically smothered!"

"I thought I was open...maybe my peripheral vision isn't as good as I thought it was," responded Teddie, hoping to redeem himself on the defensive side of the ball.

Joker: I had convinced the Luminary and the heroes to a football game, outside the mansion...Yes, this was all indeed Ryuji's doing. He even came up with our team name.

Luminary: Joker challenged my fellow Heroes and I to a football game, which threw me off by surprise. Didn't know Joker was really into playing sports that much. Joker's team will be called the Shadow Thieves of Heart, and my team will be called...the "Mad Hoes". *facepalms* Why, oh why, did I agree to Sonic's suggestion...

Sonic: Yeah, I was the one who came up with the Mad Hoes team name! I know the Luminary liked it, he was just too afraid to admit it. I also tried to convince the Luminary to do a football entrance, and come out to that "Mo Bamba" song they play on the radio. Told him to only play the chorus, not only to get the point across but also to send a message to the other team. But the Luminary was against it! Man, that guy is no fun!

Luminary's team, the Mad Hoes as they were called, were now on offense, with the Luminary as the quarterback. The Luminary's biggest supporters - Veronica and Serena - were watching from the mansion porch, along with mansion guards Copper and Booker.

"Go Luminary, do your best!" Veronica cheered on for the swordsman, who turned around and smiled as he gave the mage a thumbs up.

"If any of you boys get injured out there, Booker and I won't be carrying you to Leia's office!" Copper warned the twenty-two men in the front yard.

"Uh, hut...uh, HIKE!" the Luminary shouted, as Monster Tamer snapped the ball to the swordsman. The Luminary scanned the field, and saw Eight out in the open; the Luminary threw a deep pass to Eight, who caught the ball as he landed on the ground.

"TOUCHDOWN!" shouted Banjo, holding his arms up to signify the score. Eight got up off the ground, with his clothes slightly dirtied...but who cares, the man just scored a touchdown!

"Not so fast, Banjo - I don't think that was a catch!" announced Kazooie; the heroes, who were celebrating with Eight, stopped their celebration and looked at Kazooie like she was crazy.

"What do you mean, that wasn't a catch?" Eight angrily confronted Kazooie, still holding unto the football. "I caught the ball, fair and square!"

"Lemme consult the rule book..." Kazooie took out a rule book, flipping through the pages. "...did you maintain possession of the ball?"

"Maintained possession the whole way through, made sure it didn't touch the ground."

"Did you make at least two or three steps after catching the ball?"

"Might've made three or four. That could be a miscount."

"After you maintained possession of the ball and made two or three steps...did you make a football move? Like a spin or a juke, or anything else?"

"Wait, why would I have to make a football move in the first place? I told you, I caught the ball fair and square!"

"Yeah, you're a horrible ref Kazooie!" frowned Kanji, as members from both Joker's team and the Luminary's team angrily approached Kazooie.

"Alright you guys, Kazooie's just doing the best job she possibly could..." Banjo told the angry mob, backing away while Kazooie retreated into Banjo's backpack. "...cut her some slack, will ya?"

While Joker and the Luminary looked on, a taxi driven by B.D. Joe pulled up to the mansion's driveway. B.D. Joe's passenger? Knuckles the Echidna, who was released from jail today.

"Here you are, Knuckles - back at the Smash Mansion!" B.D. Joe said to the echidna, before bumping fists with him.

"Ah, home sweet home!" smiled Knuckles, as he looked at the mansion. "Though just for future references, B.D., I live at the tower now."

"Shoot, I keep forgetting you and Akira moved out! Well, it was pleasure taking you back home from jail. Don't go around stealing ice cream again, ya hear?"

"Believe me, I learned my lesson." Knuckles got out of the taxi, before waving to B.D. Joe. "See ya later, B.D. Joe!"

"See ya, fam!" B.D. Joe gave the two-finger salute to Knuckles, before pulling out of the driveway and driving down the road.

Knuckles: You know those rappers, who do time in jail and then drop a hot new single when they get released? That's me right now. In jail, during my two-week sentence, I've seen some things - things that have made me harder, and grow stronger as a man. My experience has also given me some pretty strong rap material. I won't be rapping about the crappy jail food, or the smelly inmates, but I'll be dropping a few bars about the struggle...the struggle of life! It'll be fire, just you wait and see!


Luigi treated the start of the new football season like it was a big deal - like it was a Super Bowl. On the Thursday of the first game of the NFL season, Luigi would celebrate like it was no tomorrow, having a party fitting for a Super Bowl. But with Daisy's recent weight problems, the plumber couldn't afford to take any risks.

So instead of having a full-fledged party, ripe with pizza and hot wings and cocktail sausages...Luigi went the healthy route, having nothing but fruits and vegetables, for his party spread. Mario, who was concerned about Daisy's weight like his twin brother, came over to Luigi's place along with Spyro and Hunter to check things out.

"So whaddaya think?" Luigi asked Mario, who was inspecting every tray of fruits or vegetables present. Mario looked impressed, as he nodded his head.

"A ten-a out of ten!" replied Mario, giving Luigi two thumbs up before looking towards Spyro and Hunter. "What about you guys?" the plumber asked.

"This is the healthiest party spread I've ever seen," stated Hunter, casually eating grapes off of a bunchstem he found in one of the fruit trays. "No way is Daisy gonna gain any weight!"

"Mario, Luigi, don't you think that you're taking this a bit too far?" Spyro asked the plumbers, while Hunter happily tossed the last grape into his mouth.

"You're right, I am taking this-a way too far..." Luigi agreed with Spyro, seeing the error of his ways. "...there's too much-a fruit and vegetables! What we need is some saltine-a crackers."

"No, about Daisy's weight - you do realize that Daisy can eat junk food and fatty food in moderation, right?"

"That would-a be ideal, if we knew why Daisy is gaining so much-a weight in the first place," replied Mario, as Hunter was tempted to try out the strawberries. "Until we find out-a what the problem is, we'll do our best-a to restrict Daisy's eating habits."

"Um, have you at least taken me into consideration?" Yuffie asked the Mario Bros, popping up behind them. "I have to eat the food too, you know!"

"Well nobody's forcing you to stay-a here, Yuffie," Luigi kindly informed the ninja girl, who grumpily folded her arms as she walked away.

"Guess I'll just head over to Marth's place, then..." Yuffie would leave Luigi's house, slamming the front door as she made her exit. Hopefully she didn't alarm Charles.

"What's her problem?" wondered Spyro, as Daisy entered the house through the screen doors holding a plate with aluminum foil over it. The Mario Bros caught the princess, who saw the plate in her hands.

"I was uh, just about to throw this plate away in the trash," Daisy said to the Mario Bros, before holding the plate behind her back. "That Peach, she literally forced me to accept this food."

"Well then we'll leave-a you to it," Luigi said to Daisy, who walked towards the trash can...before shooting up the stairs when Luigi and company weren't looking. Had to be discreet about it, too.

"The Bears-Packers game will start in less than an hour, zzrt!" Rotom notified Luigi, appearing next to the green plumber. "I repeat, the Bears-Packers game will start in less than an hour!"

"Rotom, go inspect Daisy's plate-a of food..." Luigi commanded of the plasma Pokemon, knowing that Daisy was hiding something.

"On it!" After giving Luigi a salute, Rotom flew away upstairs to Daisy's room, so he could inspect Daisy's plate of food. Seems like Daisy can't hide anything from Luigi nowadays.

"Would you look at the time...I'll be right back," Hunter informed Luigi and company after glancing at the clock on the wall, making his way to the front door. "Gonna ask Dr. Wily to get Bianca for me. Gonna celebrate our anniversary of being together!"

"Anniversary...?" questioned Mario after Hunter had left. The moment Luigi hard Bianca's name mentioned, an idea was spurred in his head.

"Psst, Spyro...you got some friends-a in the Forgotten Realms, right?" Luigi whispered to Spyro, who really wanted to answer no.


After speaking with Joker and the Luminary, and getting situated back at the tower, it was time for Knuckles to return to the mansion and greet his best pals Sonic and Tails. Speaking of Sonic and Tails, the two friends were playing a football video game in the living room, and it was a closely contested game.

"Sonic, why the heck are you punting on fourth and inches?" Tails questioned Sonic, who had sent out his teams' punting unit.

"Can't take any risks this late in the game, gotta play it safe," replied Sonic, showing off some very conservative play-calling.

"But you're in the lead, and you're in opponent territory! You're like, forty-five yards away from scoring!"

"Look Tails, if you want the ball back so badly, then you're just gonna have to wait. Don't rush me!"

"Yo, Sonic, you got a minute?" Bowser asked the hedgehog as he entered the living room, holding a cellphone.

"Yeah, what's up?" Sonic would pause the game, as he and Tails looked at Bowser. "Phone's acting up again?"

"Nah, my phone's just fine...I just wanted to know if you were interested in doing a fantasy football trade."

"A fantasy football trade? Yeah, I'll bite! What are you offering?"

"I was thinking that maybe we could trade kickers. I'll trade you my kicker, and you trade me yours. Sound good?"

"Yeah I like the sound of that! Kickers aren't that valuable anyways, so a trade like this wouldn't hurt."

So Sonic took out his phone and pulled up his fantasy football app, as he and Bowser were ready to make their trade. Tails looked on, wondering if Bowser had an ulterior motive up his sleeve.

Bowser: I came up with an ingenious evil plan...I drafted the most mediocre players I could find in the fantasy draft, and now I'm gonna trade the players I've selected for even better ones! All I have to do is manipulate everyone else playing in the league and snag their players, and soon enough I'll have the best fantasy team ever seen! Number one spot, here I come!

With Sonic and Bowser having finished making their trade, Sonic and Tails resumed playing their football game. The two friends would keep playing, until a friend of theirs made their grand return to the living room.

"Boys...guess who's back," grinned Knuckles, standing at the living room entrance with his arms out wide. Sonic and Tails would pause their game once more, as they saw Knuckles and looked excited.

"Knuckles! You're back, my man!" exclaimed Sonic, as he and Tails ran up to Knuckles and embraced the echidna in a group bro hug. "We've missed ya!"

"How was life in jail?" Tails asked Knuckles, once the group bro hug came to an end. "Didn't get beat up any, did you?"

"Not even close! Never talked back to anyone, and never dropped the soap. Besides, I was too intimidating to be messed with anyways."

"Well it's great to have you back, buddy ol' pal," Sonic said to Knuckles, slapping Knuckles on his back. "Still don't you think deserved to be arrested, though."

"Dang straight, but I still did my time. Maybe whoever owned that grocery store should mark down their prices more often!"

"And maybe you shouldn't resist arrest from the police either..." murmured Tails; Sonic and Knuckles overheard the fox, as they were giving him glares. "...sorry for keeping it real."

"You know, being in jail made me feel invigorated. Feel like I wanna record a hot new rap song, to let some things off my chest. You boys wanna help produce?"

"You bet! But that football game is coming on later tonight...eh, we'll just starting recording around halftime."


Bowser was determined to improve his fantasy team - the team he had made terrible on purpose, just so he could drag his opponents down through various trades and claim victory. One person the koopa king spoke with was Shulk, who was about to go on his date with Fiora.

"I think that Michael Thomas guy from the Saints is gonna suck in fantasy this year," Bowser predicted, after he reviewed Shulk's fantasy lineup on the Homs' phone. "Never trust a man with two first names!"

"You might be right, Michael Thomas is a pretty overrated player anyways," Shulk agreed with Bowser, willing to cut ties with the New Orleans Saints star. "Wanna make a trade?"

As Bowser was making his second trade of the day, Cloud sat in the couch in the foyer, seemingly waiting for a visitor. Quite rare, since Cloud usually didn't expect much company unless it was Tifa or Barret.

"Cloud, I really need your advice right now," Link ran up to the swordsman, acting like the world was about to end. "I need to make $200, so I can pay back Tom Nook! How can I rake in $200?"

"If I were you, I'd tell Tom Nook that I couldn't return that iPod and get a refund because I shredded up a receipt," suggested Cloud, presenting what Link believed was the worst case scenario.

"I can't do that, he would hate me! I promised Tom Nook that I would pay him back tenfold, and now I'm stuck in a rock and a hard place."

"You said that Wario would hand out $200 to whoever won that fantasy football league of his, correct?"

"Yeah, but Tom Nook can't wait until the end of the year. I gotta pay him back ASAP!"

"Okay, let's see...are you pretty good at drug dealing?"

"No way! I like to break a pot every know and then, but I don't sell it, if you catch my drift."

"What about tap dancing? Most people get easy money by tap dancing."

"My dancing skills aren't the best...but I do know a few hip hop moves!" Link started doing the robot, which wasn't a hip hop move in the slightest.

"Yeah I'm sorry Link, but it looks like you're screwed. You're done for."

"You're right, I screwed myself over big time..." Link stopped doing the robot, walking away despondently. "...thanks for listening, Cloud."

Cloud: I took it upon myself to do something that Aerith would do...inviting some "friends" over to the mansion. Who are these friends, you ask? Let's just say that they're more of the Final Fantasy type, like myself. Doing my best to keep my expectations low...

"It was nice doing business with you, Shulk!" Bowser said to the Homs, walking away after he finished making the fantasy football trade. A second after Bowser left, Fiora appeared in the foyer.

"Hey Shulk, I'm all ready to go!" Fiora said to her boyfriend, before seeing Bowser walking down the hallway. "What were you and Bowser talking about?"

"Just some fantasy football stuff," replied Shulk, putting his phone back in his pocket. "You probably wouldn't understand."

"Why? It's because I'm a girl isn't it?" Fiora looked at Shulk with a very teasing smile.

"I'm not telling you something you don't already know..." shrugged Shulk, as he opened the front door. "...now let's go on our little date, shall we?"

So Shulk and Fiora left the mansion, leaving Cloud alone by himself him in the foyer. Cloud won't be feeling lonely any longer, at least until his "friends" of his come.

"Any word about Rosalina being the wedding officiant?" Fox asked Falco, the two pilots and best friends passing by through the foyer.

"Spoke with Rosalina a few hours ago, said she was still undecided," replied Falco, before the doorbell was suddenly rang. Fox and Falco both stopped in place.

"Could one of you guys get the door for me?" Cloud asked Fox and Falco, as he stood up from his couch. "That might my...erm, new friends."

"You got new friends?! This I gotta see!" exclaimed Fox, as he quickly ran to the front door. The pilot excitedly opened the door...

...and saw two individuals, a man and a woman, standing on the porch. The man was a brunette, dressed in all black, while the woman wore a blue sleeveless duster sweater. One good look at the two individuals, and Fox was already in awe.

"No way...there's no way," uttered Fox, taking a step back as the man and woman entered the mansion. Falco was in as much awe as Fox was, his mouth agape.

"You must be Fox McCloud, right?" the man asked Fox, who was geeking internally over the fact that the man recognized who he was. "Nice to meet you...I'm Squall Leonhart."

"I'm Rinoa Heartily," the woman smiled and waved to Fox, who was doing his best to keep his composure. "But you can just call me Rinoa!"

"Name's Falco Lombardi, how are y'all doin'," Falco introduced himself to Squall and Rinoa, shaking their hands before closing the front door.

"Falco Lombardi...I've heard stories about you," remarked Squall, with Falco doing his best not to blush or squeal. "So this is the Smash Mansion, right? You know where I can find Cloud?"

"Someone called my name?" asked Cloud, with Fox and Falco moving out of the way so Cloud could walk over to Squall. "You must be Squall."

"Got your letter from a Moogle, after you came in touch with Rinoa online. Really glad we could make it here."

"Hi Cloud..." Rinoa smiled and waved to Cloud, who idly waved back. Wasn't the greatest wave, but it wasn't as stiff for Cloud's standards.

Falco: Gonna say this right now...Rinoa is an absolute cutie. If Squall isn't dating her, or isn't in love with her, then I don't even know what the man is doing in his life. *checks phone after receiving text notification* Uh oh, I think Katt's on to me again...

"So this is the place where you live at..." Squall said to Cloud, as he looked around the foyer. "...don't know why I was expecting something grander."

"I mean from the outside the mansion looks pretty nice," shrugged Cloud, while Fox and Falco watched the ongoing conversation like the geeks they were.

"I guess it's true what they say...never judge a book by its cover."

"Honestly the mansion isn't that great, but it's better than nothing."

"You're right, I'd rather stay in here then some run-down penthouse."

"This is quite boring, not what I would've expected," Fox whispered to Falco; he expected a meeting between Cloud and Squall to be exciting and engaging, full of conversation with joyful banter.

"It's literally just two grown-up emo boys trying to hold a conversation with one another..." Falco whispered back, slowly losing his interest in Squall. "...seems like one is trying to out-emo the other."

"Excuse me, you guys, but do you have any fun places at the mansion?" Rinoa asked Fox and Falco, coming over to speak with the two pilots. Fox and Falco looked at one another, grinning.

"Hehehe...you came to the right guys," smiled Fox, as he and Falco lead Rinoa away from Cloud and Squall. Squall saw Rinoa leaving with the pilots with the corner of his eye.

"Should we go follow them?" the swordsman asked Cloud about Fox and Falco, wary of the pilots' intentions. "Who knows where they're taking Rinoa."

"Fox and Falco, they're pretty harmless...but sure, why not," replied Cloud, as he and Squall followed closely behind Fox, Falco, and Rinoa. Fox and Falco would resume wedding planning, but with Rinoa around...those two could take all the time off they wanted.


Hunter exited from the tower, holding his girlfriend's hand. His girlfriend? Bianca, the sorceress rabbit who was hanging out with Hunter in episode 157. Both Bianca and Hunter had an anniversary to celebrate.

"I'm surprised you even remembered our anniversary, Hunter," Bianca said to the cheetah, being led to Luigi's house. "Thought I was gonna have to celebrate all by myself in the Forgotten Realms!"

"Spyro had to remind me about it," stated Hunter, as the smile on Bianca's face started to weaken a little. "He told me that our anniversary was today, and I was like, 'Oh snap'!"

"...and here I thought that your memory actually improved during your time in Seattle. You never cease to amaze me, Hunter..."

"Agreed. But before we could head over to Luigi's house, we have to make a quick little pit stop." Hunter took Bianca to Marth's house, being mindful of Poochy who was running about. "Have to ask Marth if I could borrow his bananas."

Spyro: Thanks to Hunter, all the banana slices from Luigi's lame party spread are gone. But when you sit down and think about it, it's kind of a blessing in disguise. I actually hope Hunter eats the rest of Luigi's so-called "party food", just to teach Luigi a lesson.

Hunter rang the doorbell to Marth's house, and Yuffie would answer the door. Yuffie, who was staying over at Marth's place because of Luigi, was eating ice cream out of a container.

"Hey," Yuffie greeted Hunter, before taking notice of Bianca. "I see you brought your rabbit friend back to Seattle."

"She's my girlfriend," corrected Hunter, as Yuffie refused to believe the cheetah. "She's spending the entire weekend with me for our..."

Hunter would gasp in shock, when he looked past Yuffie and saw someone sitting in Marth's living room. The cheetah angrily pointed at the person he spotted - Claude, leader of the Golden Deer, who was seated next to fellow house member Hilda. The other house leaders, Edelgard and Dimitri, were also in the living room, accompanied by Hubert and Dedue respectively.

"Is something the matter, Hunter?" Bianca asked the cheetah, who continued to point accusingly at Claude with an angry frown on his face.

"That man, THAT MAN tried to kill Spyro!" stated Hunter, as Claude looked at the cheetah like he was crazy. "Had his arrows ready to go and everything!"

"No, friend, you got it all wrong," Claude told Hunter, smiling to downplay the ongoing tension. "I didn't want to kill your dragon friend. It was all just a big huge misunderstanding!"

"A big huge misunderstanding, huh? Well how about you misunderstand THIS!"

"Hunter, no!" shouted Bianca, but it was too late - Hunter leaped into the air, and was about to deliver a wicked flying kick to poor Claude.

But instead of nailing Claude, the cheetah accidentally kicked Roy, who had just came out from the bathroom. Roy, being blindsided by Hunter, was kicked in the head and fell to the floor.

"Whoops, my bad..." Hunter apologized to Roy, having realized what he had done. Hilda and Dedue came over to help Roy up to his feet, while Hubert remained in his seat, too faithful to leave Edelgard's stead.

"How's your head?" Dedue asked Roy, who was back on his feet as he rubbed his now aching head. "Feeling dizzy or lightheaded?"

"I'm fine - hopefully I didn't have a concussion," replied Roy, being helped back to his seat. The swordsman sat down in one of the couches, and upon further inspection, Hunter saw that the living room was full...

...full of Fire Emblem characters. Aside from Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, and their second-in-commands, there was also Alm, Berkut, Corrin, Kamui, Ike and Soren. All of whom were looking at Hunter, who was nervously smiling from ear to ear.

"Hunter, what are you doing in my house?" Marth questioned the cheetah, appearing from the kitchen. "We're about to have our first-ever fantasy football draft!"

"Oh cool, I didn't know that medieval people were into fantasy football too!" exclaimed Hunter, before noticing that something was amiss. "But where are the phones and laptops and stuff?"

"We're doing things the old-fashioned way...nothing but pen and paper. And maybe a laptop..." Taking a second look around the living room, Hunter saw that Alm, Corrin, Ike, and the three house leaders had a pen and a notebook in their hands. Marth's laptop was the only device present.

Caeda: Told Marth that he would be more immersed into the modern world if he tried out fantasy football - and he agreed! The good news is that Marth invited his friends to play with him, and introduce fantasy football to Edelgard and friends. He knew he couldn't hang with anyone from the mansion. The bad news? There will be little technology involved, "mostly pen and paper". *sighs* Marth is the most haphazard man I've ever loved.

"Did you want something, Hunter?" Marth asked the cheetah, who was just dying to get his fantasy football draft started.

"Luigi just wanted to know if he could borrow your bananas," replied Hunter, slightly nervous about what Marth's response would be.

"Take as many as you like..." So Hunter grabbed a bunch of bananas from Marth's kitchen, before leaving the house and slamming the front door. "Thank goodness, now we can get started."

"Not so fast, Marth - Chrom and Robin haven't shown up yet," stated Alm, as Marth groaned out of frustration. Safe to say that Marth didn't appreciate tardiness, and starting things late.

"I told those two to be here around this time! Argh, what's taking them so long..."

"We're here!" announced Chrom, as he and Robin entered Marth's house. Both men were carrying notebooks and journals.

"What's with the journals and notebooks?" questioned Berkut, knowing that Chrom and Robin had pages of football statistics in their hands. "Fantasy football isn't that big of a deal!"

"Maybe for you it isn't, but for a loser like me it is! This will be my one chance to tip the scales!"

"Whatever...just take a seat," ordered Marth, as Chrom and Robin took their seats in the living room. Marth would take his seat as well, sitting in his comfy sofa, as he pulled up his laptop on the living room table.

"I stayed up all last night researching the players," Chrom said to Edelgard in an almost bragging manner, holding up a journal. "All that hard work should pay off."

"Good for you..." mumbled Edelgard, not caring in the slightest as she rolled her eyes at Chrom.

"Okay everyone, so this is how it'll work," said Marth, ready to lay down the rules and groundwork for the fantasy football league. "There will be eight teams. Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, Corrin, Chrom, Ike, Alm, and myself are the team owners. Hubert, Dedue, Hilda, Kamui, Robin, Soren, Berkut, and Roy...you guys are the general managers, respectively."

"How did I end up being a general manager..." whined Berkut, as he grumpily folded his arms; it wasn't as bad as he thinks it will be.

"We'll all take turn picking players, and drafting them to our team. Each general manager has a list of players in their hand, and you will select from that list of players. Any player that has been selected must be scratched off the list. We'll keep going around, until all the lineups are full."

"Are we allowed to pick players from our favorite team?" asked Corrin, as he raised his hand. Always pro-Patriots.

"...yes, Corrin, you can pick players from your favorite team. Not the best winning strategy, but I won't stop you."

"Can you draft offensive linemen?" asked Chrom as he raised his hand, as Robin looked away out of embarrassment. "Because I found analytics online for offensive linemen that would be very useful for drafting."

"There's no offensive linemen in fantasy football...and you wonder why you finished in last place last year..."


Hunter and Bianca headed over to Luigi's house, with Hunter ready to hand the bananas to Luigi. But when the married couple entered the house, they saw a few of Spyro's friends.

"Again, I'm so sorry that Luigi had to drag you guys here," Spyro apologized to his friends...Sheila the Kangaroo, Sgt. Byrd the penguin, Bentley the yeti, and Agent 9 the monkey, all standing around in the living room.

"Yoooooo!" exclaimed Hunter, as he ran to Spyro's friends and happily greeted them. Bianca followed closely behind. "What up dudes?"

"Yeeeeehaw, it's the big cat himself!" cheered a very exuberant Agent 9, as he was doing cartwheels around the living room. "And look who's also here...Hunter's smoking hot girlfriend, Bianca!"

"This is very surprising..." Bianca remarked quietly, wondering how Spyro's friends came to Seattle. Someone must've used Dr. Wily's device before or after Bianca came to town.

"Now now, Agent 9, don't say those things around Bianca's husband," Sgt. Byrd sternly advised Agent, who started to calm down and regain his breath.

"Nah, it's all good Sgt. Byrd - Agent 9 was just keeping it real," Hunter told the penguin, brushing off Agent 9's comments. Luigi came into the living room, holding a TV remote.

"So, who's ready for the big-a game?" Luigi asked everyone in the living room, as he turned on the living room television. "Everyone-a take a seat!"

"I do love me a good hockey match," said Bentley, as he sat on one of the couches in the living room. Luigi looked at the yeti funnily, before bursting out laughing.

"Silly Bentley, hockey doesn't even start-a until next month! We're watching a foot-a ball game - first-a game of the season!"

"Is that why you have all that food laid out?" inquired Sheila, looking at the party spread. All fruits and vegetables.

"Of course! It's part of my own-a special party - and you're all invited! Everyone help-a yourselves with the food - don't-a be bashful!"

"You can count me out," Spyro informed Luigi, as the purple dragon left the living room and walked to his bedroom. Luigi looked despondent, desperate even.

"Sure you don't any sliced-a cantaloupe pieces, Spyro?"

"I can eat cantaloupe any day of the week, you know..."

Mario: Wanted to attend-a Luigi's party, but I have to watch-a the game at my house with Peach. Peach said that she needed some-a one to ask football questions while she watches-a the game. Believe-a me, when your significant other is clueless when it comes-a to football, it can make-a life a living heck...


In the gaming room, Yoshi was on his phone, using his fantasy football app and receiving some fantasy "advice" from Bowser. What kind of sick trade would Bowser make this time?

"Poor guy got mauled by a bear a few hours ago, it was confirmed on the news," Bowser shared this fake news bit with Yoshi; Donald Trump would be highly disappointed in the koopa king. "Gonna miss the entire season."

"Welp, it was nice knowing you Patrick Mahomes..." Yoshi sighed depressingly, as he dropped the star quarterback from his team. Bowser looked on with a grin, waiting to add Mahomes to his fantasy roster soon.

"I'm sure there's a serviceable enough quarterback available out there for your squad." Bowser patted Yoshi on the back, before walking away and seeing who else he could manipulate. The koopa king's eyes took sight upon Junpei, who was hanging out with Yukari.

"You seriously had to call off the game?" Yukari asked Junpei, with a smirk on her face. Junpei nodded, having some animosity for Kazooie.

"Turns out that Kazooie was an even worse ref than we imagined," replied Junpei, as he turned his baseball cap sideways. "Banjo was pretty chill, but Kazooie on the other hand was an absolute stickler for the rules."

"Banjo was pretty chill? So he basically did nothing as a referee the entire game? Wow, what a shocker..."

"Hey Junpei, you have Ezekiel Elliott in your starting lineup, right?" Bowser approached the man, inquiring about the star running back of the Dallas Cowboys.

"Why yes, yes I do," confirmed Junpei, before he suddenly feared for the worst. "Don't tell me he won't be playing Week 1!"

"Oh it's even worse...Ezekiel Elliott is gonna quit football, for good! Heard it from my best friend's uncle, who works for the Cowboys organization. He told me that Elliott is gonna start being a zumba instructor, while running a paper company on the side."

"Get out! This is very unexpected news. I should drop Elliott from my team, while I still have time!"

"You actually believe that nonsense...?" Yukari questioned Junpei, who frantically pulled out his phone while Bowser walked away rubbing his hands together.

Bowser: What am I doing? I don't have to just make trades with the other people in my league - I can just convince them to drop their best players! Then I'll snatch up whoever they drop, and add them to my team. Bowser, you just keep outdoing yourself!

Elsewhere in the gaming room, Rinoa was playing pool with Fox, Falco, Cloud, and Squall. The latter two were obligated to play, because Rinoa was there. As Rinoa lined up her cue stick with a red cue ball, Fox and Falco looked on.

"Look at those two, not even trying to hide it," Squall said to Cloud, motioning towards Fox and Falco who were staring at Rinoa.

"Funny thing is, one's engaged and the other has a girlfriend," responded Cloud, as Rinoa hit the cue ball with her stick towards a group of cue balls. One cue ball fell into one of the holes, as Fox and Falco clapped.

"Thank you, you guys," Rinoa thanked Fox and Falco, as she warmly smiled at the pilots. "Although what I did wasn't really special."

"True dat, but no lady can hit that cue ball like you can," said Falco, trying his best not to sound flirtatious. Especially with Squall around.

"Aw, I know you're just being nice. You really don't have to flatter me like that." Rinoa moved to the other side of the pool table, about to strike another cue ball.

"Good thing we're here to keep a close eye on those two," Cloud said to Squall, very watchful of Fox and Falco's behavior. "Being a chaperone wasn't on my agenda today, but whatever..."

"As long as Fox and Falco don't pull off anything funny with Rinoa, we're good," stated Squall, as Rinoa struck a cue ball with her stick. No cue balls fell into one of the holes this time around.


Shulk and Fiora were on their date, the Homs eating out at an Italian restaurant called Pasta Freska. It was a very casual date, as both Shulk and Fiora were wearing their normal clothes and nothing fancy like a suit or a dress.

"This pasta is quite delicious!" squealed Fiora as she slurped down on some noodles. "Don't you think so, Shulk?"

"You can say that again," replied Shulk, who was looking down at his phone. Which was one thing no man should ever do while on a date.

"Shulk, are you on your phone again? Let me guess, you're texting someone, are you?"

"I was, uh, I was just texting Dunban." Shulk looked up at Fiora, putting his phone away. "Telling him how awesome this date has been. Right, Fiora?"

"I wouldn't know, you've been on your phone most of the time. You've barely eaten your noodles!"

"That's what it looks like to you, from the angle you're sitting at. But I've been eating my noodles, I can assure you."

"And what about your drink?" Taking a look at his drink, Shulk saw that his glass was nearly full.

"This is just an optical illusion - it looks kinda full, but it isn't!" Shulk held up his glass for Fiora to see. "It feels half-empty in my hand."

"You expect me to believe that?" Fiora could only smirk, as Shulk placed his drink back down on the table. "You know you can't fool me, Shulk."


At Marth's house, the old-fashioned fantasy football draft was coming along pretty well. So far, there were no hiccups, much to Marth's great surprise. To make things easier for everyone, Marth had a big board of football players, all ranked, with selected players having their names crossed off.

"Chrom and Robin, you are now on the clock," Marth informed the prince-and-mage duo, after Edelgard and Hubert had made their selection. Chrom, who was half-asleep, looked around confused.

"On the clock for what?" the prince questioned as he looked at the clock on the fireplace, before realizing what Marth was talking about. "Oh yeah, the fantasy draft! Robin and I will pick Andrew Luck, from the Indianapolis Colts."

"You dolt, Andrew Luck retired from football two weeks ago. His name is not even listed in the list of players!"

"I'm the one picking the players, Chrom..." Robin informed the prince, before he was ready to make his selection. "...Chrom and I will select James White, from the New England Patriots."

"I demand a trade!" Corrin shouted out, refusing to let Robin get away from his draft selection. As expected, only Patriots players were on the prince's squad.

"You can do trades after the draft is over with," stated Marth, wanting to keep things chugging along without any interruptions. "Alright Claude and Hilda, you are now on the clock."

"So who's it gonna be, Miss General Manager?" Claude asked Hilda, who let out a yawn. Hilda was so lazy, that she would do what Shadow had done and let someone Skull Kid pick the players for her.

"How much longer until this whole thing is over..." mumbled Hilda, her eyelids suddenly feeling heavy. The noblewoman just wanted to take a nap.

Hilda: *looking through one of Chrom's journals* All this is is just a bunch of meaningless statistics and hoopla...seriously, who even has the time to read this garbage?!

"C'mon Hilda, you have to make a pick soon," Claude said to his right-hand woman, with the suspense hanging in the air. If there even was any suspense.

"Do I really have to?" questioned Hilda, before letting out another yawn as he stretched her arms. "You're the team owner, you should make the selection..."

"While that may be true, you're the person who has the final say. You can't be slacking on your job!"

"Hilda, if you don't select a player anytime soon, I'll have to use this auto-pick feature on my laptop to pick the players for you," stated Marth...and just like that, Hilda was fully awake.

"Really, you can do that?" asked Hilda, feeling fortunate to be bailed out by technology. "Sure, go ahead! Auto-pick all the way!" Hilda threw her hands up high and cheered, while Claude facepalmed in disappointment.

"There's nowhere to go but up..." muttered Claude, expecting his fantasy football team to finish last in the league standings.


The football game - between the Chicago Bears and Green Bay Packers - was on right now, and Luigi, Hunter, and Spyro's friends were watching the game in the living room. Spyro peeked inside the living room, to see what was up.

"Ah, eating healthy food and watching football, this is the life!" smiled Bentley, as he was eating some celery sticks and apple slices; any tailgating football fan who heard Bentley's comments would throw a hissy fit.

"You guys are insane..." Spyro said to everyone at Luigi's party, watching in disgust as they ate the "party food". "Bentley, aren't you a carnivore?"

"Us meat-eaters can't consume meat all the time, my dear Spyro." Bentley ate an entire stem of grapes in one gulp, making Hunter proud. "You need balance!"

"I understand, but I think the party food itself is unbalanced. Where's the meat, where's the dessert? Heck, there's not even a single soda in sight!"

"Oh my, how could I forget-a about the drinks!" panicked Luigi, hopping off the couch and running into the kitchen. Just when Spyro thought that Luigi was grabbing a bunch of sodas from the fridge...the plumber instead took out a gallon of milk.

"What sane person drinks milk at a football party...?" Spyro questioned Luigi, who took out six glasses from a kitchen cabinet and poured milk into them.

"If it makes-a you feel better, Spyro, I can spruce-a up the milk a little." Luigi reached into a cabinet, and pulled out two bottles of chocolate and strawberry syrup. "Satisfied-a now?"

"Not even close..." Having seen enough, Spyro returned to his room, allowing Luigi to continue his little party.


Pit took Viridi to the computer room, wanting his girlfriend to check out his fantasy football team. Viridi didn't care much for fantasy football in the slightest, but she just wanted to support her boo.

"So Viridi, are you ready to see the greatest fantasy football team ever assembled?" Pit asked the goddess of nature, entering the computer room. Kirby and Incineroar stood by the computer that Pit was using.

"That really sounds like a hyperbole, but sure, I'm down," replied Viridi, as Pit pulled up his fantasy lineup on the computer. Pit was brimming with excitement.

"Feast your eyes, Viridi!" Pit's fantasy lineup was now on the monitor, and Viridi took a moment to check it out. What caused the goddess of nature to furrow her brow was Pit's team name.

"'White Men CAN Jump'?" Viridi uttered the team name in a very inquisitive manner. What made Viridi more inquisitive was the fact that every player in Pit's starting lineup was white. "Pit, is this some kind of joke?"

"No Viridi, it's the real deal - it's a squad full of white players! Well, except for the bench."

"This is part of Pit's initiative to prove to everyone that he never 'sees color'," Kirby explained to Viridi, who had every right to judge her boyfriend.

Pit: Colorblindness is a big issue here in America. People have a difficult time to distinguish one person from another because of race, and it makes it harder to accept their differences. Which is why I constructed my fantasy football team the way I did, to offset the problem!

"You see, the team name is meant to be inspirational," explained Pit, proud of the team he had constructed. "In fact, the very reason why this team was put together is meant to be inspirational!"

"I have one minor criticism...why do you have a team defense for?" asked Viridi, seeing the Carolina Panthers defense listed at the end of Pit's starting lineup.

"Silly Viridi, you can't win without a defense. No team has ever won the Super Bowl without a defense!"

"But does having a defense ruin the whole point of your team? I mean, most of the players on a defense are black!"

"While that may be true, the Panthers' best defensive player is a white guy! So technically..."

"What is this I hear about black and white?" inquired Bowser as he entered the computer room, overhearing Pit and Viridi's conversation. "You're not trying to turn something into a race thing, are you?"

"Pit here was just showing me his fantasy football team," replied Viridi, and Bowser, who was suddenly intrigued, checked out Pit's fantasy lineup.

"Let's see what you got...ew, double ew! Pit, why in the world is Drew Brees your starting quarterback?"

"Because he's one of the best quarterbacks in the game, if not the best," stated Pit, as Bowser shook his head in disapproval.

"How can you be one of the best, when you're 40 years old? Was Michael Jordan still the best basketball player in the world, when he was 40?"

"Basketball is an entirely different sport though..." Viridi pointed out, only to be shushed by Bowser.

"Tell you what, Pit - I'll trade you a young up-and-coming quarterback on my team for Drew Brees. I'll be the one to carry your burden!


Shulk and Fiora's date continued, and Shulk was finally done eating his noodles. The Homs had asked for another plate of noodles, but hasn't touched the plate since.

"Shulk, your noodles are getting cold," Fiora notified the Homs, who was looking down at his phone. Shulk looked up and put his phone away, when he heard Fiora calling his name.

"Sorry about that, your crazy brother of yours just wouldn't stop texting me," apologized Shulk, grabbing his fork and eating his noodles. "He seems very interested in our date. So weird..."

"I know it's weird...because Dunban told me that he wouldn't bother us during our date." This left Shulk stumped, as the Homs bit his lip.

"Are you implying that I could be texting someone else? Who could I be possibly texting?"

"I dunno, it could be Reyn," shrugged Fiora, as Shulk smirked and shook his head in disagreement. "He can be noisy sometimes."

"Keyword is sometimes..." Was Shulk really texting someone, or was the Homs taking care of business Fiora wasn't aware of?


Wanting to leave behind a good impression on Rinoa, Fox and Falco took the young lady to the mansion gardens so she could see the flowers and stuff. Fox and Falco were no longer interested in Squall, who accompanied the pilots to the gardens along with Cloud.

"Who's in charge of keeping up with the garden?" Rinoa asked Fox and Falco, while she picked out a few flowers she liked. She should bring the flowers home with her, as a souvenir.

"Falco and I are in charge of keeping the garden healthy and intact," replied Fox; Cloud and Squall could not believe the blatant lies that they were hearing.

"I thought you boys said that you were in charge of a record label, Star Records."

"True dat, but gardening is like our side hustle," clarified Falco, in an almost bragging manner. "Gardening is our passion!"

"Gardening is your passion?" questioned Viridi, as she returned to the gardens from the computer room.

"This here is our lovely assistant, Viridi the goddess of nature," Fox introduced Rinoa to Viridi, as the pilot grabbed Viridi and thrust the goddess in front of him. "We like to call her Little Miss Cactus. Viridi, say hi to Rinoa Heartily!"

"Hi Viridi," Rinoa greeted with a warm smile to Viridi, who was trying to fight off Fox's grasp.

"If I may..." Squall spoke up, wanting to introduce himself to Viridi...before Falco pointed his Blaster at him.

"Shut up bro, not a single word..." Falco threatened Squall, who backed away just to make Falco lower his weapon.

"Is that Squall Leonhart?" Viridi whispered to Fox, who begrudgingly nodded his head.

Viridi: There are some men that I can forgive for being human, provided that they are handsome enough. Leon happens to be one of those men.

"I think we should head back inside, it's gonna get dark soon," suggested Cloud, as he and Squall were about to head back inside. Fox cleared his throat, making Cloud and Squall stop in place.

"You boys scared of the dark or something?" asked Fox, as neither Cloud nor Squall opted to answer. "Also, I know that you're not just gonna waltz on back inside without asking Rinoa what she wants..."

"I wouldn't mind heading back inside," said Rinoa, holding the flowers she picked out in her hands. Fox snapped his fingers in disgust.


Bowser was with Cortex in the lounge, checking out the mad scientist's fantasy football team on his phone. Bowser's new and greatly improved team was nearly complete.

"Why do you have the Baltimore Ravens team defense for?" Bowser questioned Cortex, who was left twiddling with his fingers nervously.

"It was a suggestion from Dunban," explained Cortex, as Bowser looked on in shock. "He told me that defense wins championships! So, following his advice, I drafted the Ravens defense...with my first pick in the draft."

Dunban: Can't fault Dr. Cortex for going defense first and drafting the Ravens defense with his first pick in a fantasy draft. He did follow my advice last year, when he picked the Chicago Bears defense. But the players that Cortex had drafted afterwards...now that was a real travesty right there.

"You should never trust the Ravens defense, let alone any player from the Ravens," Bowser said to Cortex, acting like he was giving sage advice. "Anything associated with Baltimore sports is always destined for failure."

"But the Ravens made the playoffs last year!" stated Cortex, leading an unimpressed Bowser to roll his eyes. "That has to mean something, right?"

"Did the Ravens make it to the Super Bowl, though?" The Ravens did not, which made Cortex stumped. "Exactly. Which is why you should drop the Ravens defense."

"Aw, do I really have to? Well I guess I have no other choice..."


Mario headed over to Luigi's house, to see how Luigi's party was coming along. The plumber saw Luigi, Hunter, and Spyro's friends in the living room, but no sign of Spyro, Bianca, or Daisy.

"Hey, where's the rest-a of the peeps?" asked Mario, feeling as if the party wasn't that lively. "Where's Spyro, and Bianca, and-a Daisy?"

"Spyro was unimpressed-a by the food, so he's hanging out-a in his bedroom," replied Luigi, as he drank from his glass of milk chocolate. Mario frowned, for even he thought that milk at a party was asinine. "Bianca is upstairs, with-a Daisy."

"Maybe Bianca is helping Daisy with throwing away that plate of food," assumed Hunter; curious, Mario went up the staircase to Daisy's room, wanting to know Bianca and Daisy were doing.

Being the ever sneaky one, Mario clinged to the wall once he was on the second floor, close to Daisy's bedroom door. The plumber could hear some conversation from Daisy and Bianca, his ears being very attentive.

"What do you think those two are talking about?" Cappy whispered to Mario, who shushed the talking hat as he crept closer to the bedroom door. Mario peered inside, with only his eyes, and saw Bianca sitting on the bed with Daisy.

"And you said that Luigi's been doing this for how long?" Bianca asked Daisy, as Mario looked around the room and saw the plate Peach had given to Daisy resting on Daisy's nightstand.

"It's been about a week or two," replied Daisy; Mario could tell by Daisy's voice how discouraged the princess was. "It's gotten worse over time..."

"Have you at least tried talking to Luigi about it? You can't just let it bother you forever."

"I have been trying, but nothing seems to get through him. He's been cleaning our kitchen dry!"

"From the way I see it, what Luigi is doing seems...very counter-intuitive."

"That's what I've been trying to tell him, but he just won't listen!"

"Maybe you just need someone to back you up, to voice your concerns."

"Someone like you?" Daisy looked at Bianca out of desperation, as Bianca mulled over things a bit.

"I'm afraid that I might not be convincing enough...but I bet Mario or Peach could do something about it!"

Suddenly Mario heard some commotion, coming downstairs from the living room. The plumber crept down the staircase and saw Spyro with his friends in the living room. Luigi was nowhere to be found, likely taking a bathroom break.

"Are you guys for real, did he actually do that?!" Spyro said to his friends, sounding like he was in pure disbelief.

"Luigi paid us all off to enjoy his lame-duck party," confirmed Sheila, as Mario's eyes widened in shock. "We were left with no choice but to play along."

"It was all just a lousy attempt by Luigi to impress his wife, and convince her that his healthy party was cool and hip," added Sgt. Byrd, prompting Spyro to look down the floor and shake his head. "Needless to say, his plan didn't work..."

"Honestly I never knew about Luigi's plan until now," stated Hunter, who was eating a bunch of carrot slices in his hand. "I feel so left out!"

"All Luigi was trying to do was encourage Princess Daisy to eat healthier. But it's quite evident that she's not with the program!"

"Yeah, she was already like that last week," said Spyro, regretting following up on Luigi's nonsense in the previous episode. "Daisy isn't the kind of person that would change for anything, or anyone."

"Man, if only there was a way to stick it to Luigi..." wondered Agent 9, scratching his chin - just then, the sound of the toilet flushing was heard, followed by the sound of water running in the bathroom sink. Luigi came out of the bathroom a moment later and returned to the living room.

"Why are we all-a standing around for?" the plumber questioned Spyro and company, as Mario retreated back up the stairs. "Halftime started already?"

Mario: So it's been brought-a to my attention that Luigi has reached-a desperate measures, when it comes-a to Daisy's weight loss. This whole-a time I thought he was doing the right-a thing, but now I see-a that Luigi's desperation...has reached peak-a paranoia.


Marth's first ever fantasy football draft was nearly drawing to a close, as the rosters of all eight teams were almost full. Only a few more rounds to go!

"Ike and Soren, you are now on the clock," Marth notified the best friends, who are both awake and alert. Unlike Chrom, who wanted to draft retired football players to his fantasy team.

"Okay Soren, who's it gonna be?" Ike asked the wind sage, rubbing his hands together in anticipation. Soren looked down at the list of players in his hand, seeing a bunch of names crossed out.

"I hardly even know nearly all of these guys' names," replied Soren, who arguably had a pretty tough time during this whole draft thing. "Marth, can you just skip us and go to whoever's next?"

"The draft is almost over, Soren; I'm not putting you and Ike on auto-pick this late," replied Marth, wanting to hurry things up a bit. "Just pick someone already!"

"Fine then, we'll just go with the best player available." That was a strategy Ike was fond of, as the swordsman applauded Soren.

"There we go Soren, that's my boy!" exclaimed Ike, before giving Soren a back rub. "What an awesome strategy!"

"I mean it's the most sensible thing to do...you'd have to be an idiot not to do it..."


Bowser was almost done improving his fantasy team, as the koopa king was now working on improving his bench. Having your bench be as lethal as your starting lineup might sound like overkill, but it certainly wasn't overkill in Bowser's eyes.

"I was thinking that maybe I should involve myself in B.D. Joe's taxi services," Link spoke with Captain Falcon, who was in the living room watching the Bears-Packers game. "Drive his taxi around town and raise money. How does that sound?"

"That sounds like a great idea!" agreed Captain Falcon, flashing a smile that would make Chip Skylark jealous. "Though there's plenty of crazy people out there."

"Isn't that pretty much expected? I mean, we are living in a west coast city...and the west coast is known for pretty crazy things!"

"You might be right...but at least we aren't living in Portland, that's where the real crazies are! As well as people who suck at tic-tac-toe."

"There's people out there who suck at tic-tac-toe?" questioned Link, in complete bewilderment, as Bowser entered the living room. The koopa king was holding Nowi over his shoulder.

"Oh, there you are Nowi!" exclaimed Captain Falcon, when he saw his half-Manakete girlfriend. "The heck are you doing with Bowser?"

"This stupid giant turtle won't put me down!" responded Nowi, beating up on Bowser's torso with her hands to no avail.

"Trade me the best player on your fantasy team, or you won't see Nowi again!" Bowser threatened Captain Falcon, who was hardly intimidated.

"You really think I'm gonna respond to such an empty threat like that?" questioned Captain Falcon; Bowser would turn Nowi upside down, like he was about to drop her on her head, and Nowi screamed for her life. "Okay, okay, you got yourself a deal!"

"Let's make it happen..." Holding Nowi's legs with just one hand, Bowser took out his cellphone and Captain Falcon took out his, as the two were about to make a trade. Zelda entered the living room, looking perplexed.

"Should I even begin to question what's going on?" the princess asked Link, who was humored by what was taking place.

"Bowser and Captain Falcon are just doing business, leave 'em alone," replied Link, with Bowser and Captain Falcon finalizing their fantasy football trade.


Cloud, Squall, and Rinoa were now in the Pokemon sanctuary...mainly because Fox and Falco had brought Rinoa with them to said sanctuary. The group was in the presence of many Pokemon, many of which Rinoa got pretty cozy with.

"How many Pokemon live in this sanctuary?" Rinoa asked Fox and Falco, while petting an Alolan Ninetails. Squall and Cloud looked on, with an Ursaring around to keep them company.

"All of them," replied Fox; Rinoa looked alarmed, as she momentarily stopped petting the Alolan Ninetails. "Well, except for the legendaries. And the water Pokemon that live outside in the lake."

"And the Pokemon from the Galar region that are coming to the mansion this fall," added Falco, who was pretty stoked to see the new Pokemon.

Falco: Been told by Master Hand that one of the Pokemon from the Galar region was a ghost-type Pokemon living in a teacup...at this rate, I wouldn't be surprised if we get a Pokemon based around a lamplight. I would call it "Lampdig"...rolls off the tongue.

"We really need to do something about Fox and Falco," Cloud said to Squall, while Ursaring was messing around with the swordsman's blonde hair.

"You're right," nodded Squall, as the swordsman went over to where Rinoa and company where. "Rinoa, we need to..."

"Bro, you really need to chill," Fox said to Squall, putting his hands in front of him. Squall stopped in place. "Can't you see that your girlfriend is having fun?"

"I wouldn't mind staying around in the sanctuary for a bit longer," smiled Rinoa, as she continued to pet the Alolan Ninetails.

"See what I mean? Rinoa likes it here! Heck, this might be her favorite spot in the mansion!"

"I just want Rinoa to see what else the mansion has to offer, that's all," stated Squall, wanting to pull Rinoa away from Fox and Falco's grasp.

"Well we already showed Rinoa what the mansion has to offer, everything else is crap," stated Falco; does that mean the Star Records room and recording studio was crap as well? "Let your woman have her fun!"

"That's it, I give up..." Admitting defeat, Squall stormed out of the sanctuary, as his patience with Fox and Falco had already run out.

"Wait, Squall, where are you going?" Cloud asked the swordsman, following him out of the sanctuary. Ursaring would follow after Cloud.


Cloud and Squall were now hanging outside the sanctuary with Ursaring, while Rinoa was still hanging around with Fox and Falco. It was quite a shocker that the Ursaring hadn't mauled Cloud and Squall yet.

"Still gonna get Rinoa back?" Cloud asked Squall, as he felt Ursaring rubbing his shoulders and back. Not that the swordsman didn't mind.

"I'm not willing to throw in the towel just yet," replied Squall, resting against the wall with his arms folded behind his head. "But I really don't want to put up with Fox and Falco..."

"Heard you boys were having some trouble with those troublemakers, Fox and Falco..." said a certain former spy, as he approached Cloud and company. It was Snake, who Squall was alarmed to see as he pulled away fro the wall.

"Solid Snake?" Squall uttered the name of the former spy, who came over to shake the swordsman's hand.

"The one and only. Listen, I know you guys want to get rid of Fox and Falco, just for Rinoa's sake. Rinoa seems too nice of a chick to say no."

"Get to the point already, Snake - what's your plan to deal with Fox and Falco?" Cloud asked the former spy, who cracked a smile as he took out a spare cellphone. A spare flip phone, rather.

"I was thinking...that maybe a future 'officiant' should reason with those blokes. I do a lot of spying, just so you know..."


Fiora's date with Shulk wasn't going as planned; while the Homs enjoyed her food, Shulk for the most part was distracted by his phone. Shulk was in the restroom right now, and it was taking him forever...must be sitting on the toilet seat, "texting" someone.

"Thought he said he only had to pee..." frowned Fiora, getting up from her seat as she headed over to the men's restroom. The Homs knocked on the restroom door.

"Uh, is that you Fiora?" Shulk's voice was heard from behind the restroom door. "One moment please!"

"He better have a good excuse..." A moment later, Shulk popped out of the men's restroom, giving Fiora a friendly grin.

"Didn't keep you waiting that long, did I?" Shulk asked an angry Fiora, resting coolly against the wall.

"What where you doing in there?"

"People just keep texting me, I tell you..."

"Let me see your phone."

"You wanna see my phone, for what?"

"Just let me see it..."

"Want to read my text messages, or..."

"Can you just let me me your cellphone?"

Heaving a sigh, Shulk showed Fiora his phone - and as it turned out, he wasn't texting anyone! On the phone was a fantasy football app.

"I was using this fantasy football app, this whole time," explained Shulk, as Fiora's angered lessened. "Trying to keep up with the Bears-Packers game that was on tonight. You see, the Packers quarterback, Aaron Rodgers - he's on my fantasy team, and he's going up against the Chicago Bears defense. My opponent this week has the Bears defense on their team."

"Did you say...Chicago Bears defense?" asked Fiora as she took out her cellphone, pulling up something and handing her device to Shulk. "I think you should probably see this."

"See what?" Shulk took the phone from Fiora, and his eyes widened when he saw what was on the screen - Fiora's fantasy football team. "Wow! I didn't know you played fantasy football, Fiora."

"Dunban kinda got me hooked. Scroll down..." So Shulk scrolled down, and his eyes widened once more when he saw what Fiora's team defense was.

"Your team defense is the Chicago Bears?!" Shulk looked up in shock at Fiora, who was smiling to herself. If Shulk could spike Fiora's phone like a football, he would.

"Dunban did tell me that defense wins championships...I had to follow his advice."

Dunban: Taught Fiora everything she needed to know about fantasy football, and then some. Including prop bets and money wagers. I can guarantee you that Fiora will win her league, and make me proud.

Fiora: Everyone attended the fantasy draft in person...except for me. But I still managed to make all my picks online, with Coco's laptop. For the most part, I was the most anonymous person in the league! And I'm afraid I still am...

"I'll be...my own girlfriend started playing fantasy football, and I didn't even know about it," remarked Shulk, with his hands on his hips. "Knew there was something suspect about that 'Girlz Rule' team name."

"Not the best team name out there, but it's my first time, so..." Fiora smiled sheepishly, scratching the back of her head. "...wanna continue our little date?"

"Don't have to ask me twice..." A now completely focused Shulk put his cellphone in his pocket for good, as he and Fiora returned to their table.


Bowser's new and greatly improved fantasy football team was now complete, and he was in the computer room to review his squad. Also in the computer room were Sonic, Tails, and Knuckles, with Knuckles uploading the rap song he recorded.

"I'm telling you, Knuckles, you missed a great opportunity to have your entire track be fire," Sonic said to the echidna, who was waiting to edit his song.

"My song is already one hundred percent fire," stated Knuckles, with a high amount of confidence - that "being out of jail" confidence, as the echidna described. "What could I possibly be missing?"

"You could have squeezed in a few more bars, like...'I drop them bars like how my jailmates dropped them bars...of soap!'"

"Sonic, those 'bars' sound tasteless, and would get Knuckles in trouble," Tails said to the hedgehog, who scoffed mightily.

"I mean, it's not a politically incorrect thing to say...you're always trying to play it safe, aren't you Tails?"

"Uh oh, my stomach's acting feisty again..." fretted Bowser, hearing his stomach growl. Nature was calling. "...you boys make sure nobody touches my computer!" Bowser said to Knuckles and company, as he left the computer room.

"Sure thing," responded Knuckles, who like Sonic and Tails, was barely paying any attention. Moments after Bowser left, Hisui entered the computer looking to exact some revenge.

"You guys know where Bowser went?" the young man asked Sonic and company, who didn't answer. That didn't matter, as Hisui saw the computer Bowser was using, and sat down near it. "That Bowser is gonna get it..."


Fox and Falco were still hanging out at the Pokemon sanctuary with Rinoa, who was being greeted by the company of a Furfrou. Fox's phone rang, as the pilot was quick to pick up.

"Hello, Fox McCloud speaking," Fox spoke into the phone, not even bothering to check the caller ID. The pilot was really all about that action.

"Fox, what on earth are you and Falco doing?" questioned the person speaking on the phone; Fox could recognize that voice from a mile away.

"Rosalina is that you, what are you talking about?"

"Don't think I saw you hanging out with Rinoa earlier today."

"No Rosalina, it's not what you think...Falco and I, we're just..."

"What would Krystal think of you, seeing you with another woman?"

"Let me explain, you got it all wrong..."

"How can you be so unfaithful, to your fiancee?"

"Falco and I are just acting friendly with Rinoa."

"But Krystal might not see it that way. She could perceive it as something else!"

"So you don't want me hanging out with Rinoa anymore?"

"Either you return Rinoa to Squall and leave her alone...or I'll turn down your offer as wedding officiant."

"Who are you talking to?" Rinoa asked Fox, as she and Falco looked on curiously. Fox walked away from Falco and Rinoa, so he could talk with Rosalina in private.

"Where exactly do you want me and Falco to return Rinoa?" Fox asked quietly into the phone.


Luigi's party was still going on strong, as Spyro's friends and Hunter were still in the living room. Most of the party food was gone, which was why Luigi brought in seconds.

"Got some more-a fruits and veggies?" Luigi asked his partygoers, expecting some rousing cheers. Instead, everyone was silent.

"I think we've had just about enough of your 'healthy' food, Mr. Luigi..." Sgt. Byrd kindly said to the plumber, who was laughing nervously.

"Whatever do you mean-a by that? None of you guys feel-a the same way, do you?"

"Yeah, I'm with the sarge, this party feels very lacking," said Sheila, siding with Sgt. Byrd much to Luigi's chagrin. "Where's the hot dogs, and pizza, and chips?"

"This is a disgrace, I demand junk food NOW!" shouted Agent 9, grabbing one of the couch pillows and slamming it down.

"We're supposed to make a good-a impression on Daisy..." Luigi told everyone, through clenched teeth, as Spyro entered the living room to check out all the action.

"Really that's all you brought us here for, to make a 'good impression'," said Bentley, slightly mocking Luigi. "Guess what? Daisy is nowhere to be found!"

"I have nothing to say about the matter - other than that I really want to spend time with Bianca," said Hunter, as he yawned and stretched out his arms.

"She is upstairs, you know..."

Mario: I would deal-a with Luigi myself, but Peach needs me at her side-a to explain everything about the game. I have the utmost-a confidence that Spyro and pals will know-a what to do.

"C'mon guys, let's show Luigi how we feel!" encouraged Agent 9, as he started knocking down the tables of food. Sheila, Bentley, and Sgt. Byrd joined in on the fun, while Spyro and Hunter looked on - the former looking delighted.

"No, not my precious-a food!" cried Luigi, watching the destruction take place in his living room. "I washed-a everything, even the mushrooms! Please stop!"


It was more tranquil at Marth's house, as Marth and friends had just finished their fantasy football draft. Had it not been for Chrom and Robin stalling things, the draft would've been finished on time.

"And that's the end of the draft, everyone!" announced Marth, once Dimitri and Dedue made their final selection. "Feel free to stop by the laptop, and see your team."

"We'll go first!" said Chrom, grabbing his notebooks and journals as he hurried over to Marth's laptop. Marth pulled up Chrom's fantasy squad, and Chrom checked out each player on his team by looking at their individual stats.

"How's our team looking?" Robin asked Chrom, whose face went from optimistic to cynical over in a snap.

"It's...not the best, but still a solid team regardless. At least I won't be finishing in last place."

"Let's see what Claude's team looks like, after all that auto-pick..." said a curious Marth, as he pulled up Claude's team. Chrom looked at Claude's team and was shocked, exchanging glances between the laptop monitor and his football notes.

"I don't believe it...according to my notes, Claude has the best team out of everyone!" Claude, who was facepalming throughout the draft, looked up in shock.

"I do?!" the archer questioned, as he came over to Marth's laptop to check out his squad. Claude smiled, as he stroked his chin. "Hehe, not bad!"

"Told you that auto-pick thingy would work," Hilda told Claude; that auto-pick feature Marth used really saved the noblewoman's hide.


Cloud, Squall, and Ursaring were in the living room with Snake and Rosalina. Ursaring wasn't the only bear around, for Banjo was present watching the Bears-Packers game - decked in Chicago Bears gear and wearing sunglasses. Like he was a Bears fanatic.

"You guys know who the best football team in the world is?" Banjo asked the others, pulling down his sunglasses from his eyes. "DA BEARS!"

"If he references that SNL skit one more time, I'm gonna kill that bear..." Snake told Cloud and company, before he heard Ursaring growling. "...I wasn't talking about you," Snake told Ursaring.

Banjo: King Dedede told me to dress up as a Chicago Bears Super Fan for the football game. He said he'd pay me if I do it. I think he said he was gonna pay me...

"Ah, there you two are," said Rosalina, when she saw Fox and Falco enter the living room with Rinoa. Both Fox and Falco looked pretty bummed out. "Glad that you answered my call, Fox."

"Here's Rinoa..." muttered Fox, as Rinoa happily went over to Squall. Even in the presence of his girlfriend, Squall refused to smile. Now that's what you call a stone-faced man.

"I had a lot of fun today," Rinoa said to Squall, as Fox and Falco turned around and walked away. "Wouldn't mind coming back to the mansion again!"

"I think a return would be in the cards," said Squall, before he saw Fox and Falco trying to leave the living room. "Hey, Fox and Falco!"

"What do you want?" questioned Fox, as he and Falco turned around and looked at Squall.

"This might not mean much, but...thanks for showing me and Rinoa around the mansion. I suppose..."

"Don't mention it, we were doing our jobs. It was the least we could..."

"Ha, take that Cloud!" Falco sneered as he pointed at Cloud, only for Fox to look at him sternly. Falco put his hand down, clearing his throat.

"If you want, you and Rinoa can come back to the mansion any time. Be our guest."


Bowser felt relieved, after he took care of his business in the bathroom. That poor toilet...but when the koopa king returned to the computer room, and returned to his computer, he noticed that something was amiss.

"Nooooo, my fantasy team!" wailed Bowser, when he saw his fantasy lineup - all the great players the koopa king had traded for or added to his team were now replaced by football players that not even the average football fan knew. Bowser angrily looked towards Sonic and company...only to see that the friends weren't present.

"This is a good time to test out that code formula in Excel..." said Samus as she entered the computer room - only to stop when she saw Bowser breathing heavily, before letting out a shout of rage. Valuing her livelihood, Samus hurried out of the room.

Hisui: Hehehe...sometimes you reap what you sow, Bowser.


Edelgard, Dimitri, and Claude were about to head back to Fodlan, along with their second-in-commands. Before they could leave, they had a word with Marth outside the hero-king's house.

"I'll make sure to send you all the box scores and schedules for the games through mail, with a rubric attached for calculating fantasy points," Marth told the house leaders and second-in-commands. "That way, you can play fantasy football from where you are."

"Much appreciated, Marth," thanked Dimitri, who was dying to head back home. "Still haven't got used to this fantasy sports thing yet, but perhaps I'll understand everything over time..."

After a pretty long day, Squall left the mansion with his lover, Rinoa. Squall and Rinoa would cross paths with Spyro's friends from the Forgotten Realms - Sheila, Sgt. Byrd, Bentley, and Agent 9, all of whom were heading back to the tower.

"Well aren't you two drop dead gorgeous!" Agent 9 said to Squall and Rinoa, slightly unnerving the latter more than the former. "Trying to outdo Hunter and Bianca as the OTP, aren't ya?"

"Why is that crazy monkey talking to us?" Rinoa whispered to Squall, worried that Agent 9 might snatch her away.

"You spent much of the day with a talking fox and a talking bird, and you paid no mind," replied Squall, as he led Rinoa away from Agent 9 and friends. Agent 9 and the others continued their trek to the tower, ready to head back home. But, where was Bianca?


As Hunter had stated earlier, Bianca would be staying in town for the weekend, to celebrate the anniversary of Bianca and Hunter officially becoming a couple. Bianca and Hunter offered to clean up the living room, after Spyro's four friends caused a ruckus. Luigi sat in his sofa, as Daisy crept over to her husband.

"What's with the long face?" the princess asked Luigi, who let out a sigh.

"My party was a failure..." replied Luigi, with Daisy delighted that her husband realized the truth.

"I mean it was just fruits and vegetables...hard to win anyone over with a party like that."

"You're right...it was a bad idea from-a the start."

"What was a bad idea from the start?"

"Oh, nothing...forget that I said anything." Suddenly, Luigi's stomach was growling.

"Aw, is someone feeling hungry?"

"Those apple slices weren't-a that filling."

"Can I interest you...in this plate?" Daisy took out the plate she had received from Peach, offering it to Luigi.

"No thanks, you can keep it. It's all-a yours."

"Okay then...well, if you feel starved, don't come crying to me."

So Daisy walked away, smiling as she secretly pumped her fist. Luigi was perfectly fine with Daisy eating her plate of food...maybe the plumber was just too bummed out to care.

Rotom: Inspected Daisy's plate, and what I found on her plate was...chicken. Which is very high in protein, zzrt. Everyone knows that protein builds strong bones!

In the kitchen was Mario, who offered to wash the dishes for Luigi. The plumber had witnessed the entire exchange between Luigi and Daisy, hearing every single word that was said.

"Whaddaya think we should do, Mario?" Cappy whispered to Mario, watching as Daisy happily grabbed a fork from a kitchen drawer ready to devour her food.

"I think we should just sit-a out, and let Luigi handle this," replied Mario, knowing that it wouldn't be wise to handle his twin brother's affairs with his wife.

All things considered, it would be the most sensible thing to do.