Super Smash Brothers Fanfiction: Smash Life - 201. Episode 201: Partnership
This is the first of…*sighs* …two Halloween chapters in this month of October. Didn’t wanna do two, but I sucked it up and decided upon doing it anyways. Let’s answer some reviews…
“Will Kasumi become a Smash Mansion resident when the Persona 5R chapter comes out? Will the Persona 5R chapter be posted during or after Halloween? Is Terry using his original look or his Garou Mark of the Wolves look? Has Fox mentioned the events of Starlink at all? And finally, what are your thoughts on the Tokyo Mirage Sessions controversy? (Japan is getting the censored version that was released in the west for the Wii U rather than the original version they got)”
She will when the Persona 5R chapter comes out…next year. Terry is using his original look. Fox hasn’t mentioned any Starlink events. And I’m surprised about Tokyo Mirage Sessions being censored in Japan; it was the other way around with the US on the Wii U. Next is El Pollo Campero:
“So since spooky time is coming up, is the Luigi’s mansion chapter gonna combine with the Halloween party?”
There will be a Halloween party in the Luigi’s Mansion chapter. On to GreaterDoomerUKI:
“Can the Stupic Villains Akechi, Popple,, Jet the Hawk, and Tarzana have a team up to help Dante destroy the mansion or whatever he’s planning.”
Dante is planning something? First time hearing about this. Moving on:
“1) Have You listened to Dirt?2) Have you listened to Taiwan?3) Have you listened to clouds?4) What I just asked were all Rap songs.”
Those are…rap songs? Uh…no, I haven’t listened to them. Liam has an idea:
“I might have an idea for an episode, maybe Bowser and Ganondorf bet to swap kidnapping princesses Zelda and Peach for a day. Because of their bet, Bowser instead kidnaps Zelda, and Ganondorf instead kidnaps Peach. What do you think of my idea?”
I dig it. Walter Hitchcock is up next:
“1. I feel like characters like Cloud, Lucario, and Shulk don’t get enough screen time.2. Can there be a Ninja Gaiden/Dead or Alive Chapter?3. Can there be a BlazBlue: Cross Tag Battle chapter?4. Do you think that Tales of Arise should be on Switch?”5. Have you heard of Lost Soul Aside? (If you haven’t, look it up on YouTube right now. If you have, then will there be a chapter on it?)
1. Cloud’s screen time has been scaled back in recent chapters so other characters get to shine. But Lucario and Shulk could get some more love.2. I wouldn’t mind doing one. Ryu Hayabusa has a strong possibility to be in Smash one day, so I might do a Ninja Gaiden chapter before his Smash inclusion (which will inevitably happen).3. I know a couple of BlazBlue characters, so maybe I could.4. It’s on the PS4 and Xbox One…so why not on the Switch?5. Never heard of it, so I’ll check it out. I’ll decide if I’ll make a chapter on it or not.
And last for today is PinkRose4452:
“1. Is there anyway we can see an interaction between Marth, Minato and Yosuke, since they all have the same English VA?2. What are your thoughts on the Untitled Goose Game?”
1. I feel like I knew that they had the same English voice actor, but I totally forgot about it…but yeah, I could work out a scene with those three.2. You get to play as a bird, harass people all day long – what more could you possibly ask for, in a video game? Untitled Goose Game is one of the most ingenius games ever created; it’s the reason why the goose is still in this story, as a running gag.
Episode 201: Partnership
Halloween was but a week away, and many of the mansion residents were starting to get themselves in the mood. Some folks, like Samus, could care less about Halloween. Some folks, like Master Hand, wished for Halloween to be cancelled altogether. But there were many folks who were ready for Halloween, and were getting ready for the spookiest time of the year.
One way most people celebrated Halloween was by decorating their front yard with Halloween decorations. Viridi, Haru, and Alph were outside the mansion, decorating the decor with pumpkins, scarecrows, ghosts, and the like. Considering that Mario, Pac-Man, and even Marth already decorated their front yards, the residents of the mansion thought to do the same.
However, if there was one individual who resented the Halloween decorations the most, it was undoubtedly Master Hand, who magically appeared outside the mansion to see what was up. You could only imagine his disappointment, when he saw the Halloween decorations set up.
“Hey Viridi, where do you want the ghost-type Pokemon?” Meowth asked the goddess of nature as he, Jessie, and James were all carrying Poke Balls with mostly ghost-type Pokemon inside. “We can just put them anywhere, right?”
“Anywhere except in front of the scarecrows!” replied Viridi, as Team Rocket came down the steps of the porch with the Poke Balls. “The scarecrows will complete the entire look of the front yard.”
Master Hand: It’s happening again…that one time of the year where grown men (and women) decide to dress up as a possible sex offender in their costumes. That one time of the year where little kids beg strangers for candy their parents could get from the store. That one time of the year I hate the most. How much I want it to vanish away forever…sadly the world is too darn stupid to understand.
Viridi: Apparently because of that rant two weeks ago, Master Hand banned me from all the rooms in the mansion that the human residents populate the most. Only places where I’m not banned are my room, and the Pokemon sanctuary. So basically I have no choice but to waste around in the hallway, doing nothing. But this ban has given me more time to work in the gardens, and in the front yard, so it’s a blessing in disguise.
Team Rocket would release the Pokemon from their Poke Balls, releasing some Chanduleres, Haunters, Duskulls, Murkrows, Woobats, and the like. Master Hand shrieked, as the Pokemon infested the front yard.
“What are you blokes doing?!” Master Hand scolded at Team Rocket, watching in horror as a group of Ghastlies were just floating around the front of the mansion minding their own business. “Those Pokemon should be inside the sanctuary.”
“But Master Hand, it’s Halloween!” stated James, who like the rest of Team Rocket was mostly unaware of Master Hand’s great disdain for Halloween. “The Pokemon are here to enhance the Halloween decorations!”
“You mean the Halloween decorations that aren’t supposed to be here in the first place? Viridi, I command you and your friends to tear down the Halloween decorations, this instant!”
“No can do – we already had a private vote,” stated Viridi, hanging up some lights along the mansion walls as Master Hand gasped in shock. “A majority of the residents agreed to have Halloween decorations set up.”
“You held a private vote and you didn’t even tell me?” A private vote held without Master Hand’s knowing? The mansion residents ought to do that more often. “Why do I feel so hurt right now…”
“Master Hand, if you claim to be as mighty and powerful as you claim to be…” Jessie said to the giant hand, who was suddenly all ears. “…why don’t you take down the Halloween decorations yourself?”
“Simple – it would be too easy. Which is why I want Viridi and her amigos to do it themselves, so I can see their despair. Their unhappiness will be my…”
“Nice-a decorations, you guys!” Mario complimented Viridi and company, showing up at the front yard along with his twin brother Luigi. “We really like-a what you’ve done to the front yard.”
“No, Mario, bad Mario!” Master Hand wagged his finger at the plumber, not wanting Viridi and company to receive any sort of praise. “You and Luigi should be badmouthing those fools for celebrating Halloween.”
“Why should-a we? We’re celebrating Halloween, too,” responded Luigi, as Master Hand looked over at Mario and Luigi’s houses and saw all sorts of Halloween decorations all set up. No mater how hard Master Hand tried, he couldn’t get the Mario Bros to stop celebrating Halloween.
“Aye, sadly your wives are putting you both up to this Halloween fad…but one day you’ll learn, just like the rest of the world.”
“That Master Hand, still insane-a in the membrane…” Luigi said quietly to Mario, circling his finger around the side of his head to show Mario how crazy and insane Master Hand was. Master Hand would never change his ways.
As Viridi and company continued their decorating, with Master Hand looking on in horror, an airship flew overhead above the mansion. The first person to take sight of the airship was Cappy, his eyes poking out from Mario’s cap.
“I see an airship!” the talking hat alerted, watching as the airship flew slowly through the sky. Thinking of a certain group of rabbits, Mario was on the offensive.
“Are those-a lousy Broodals back again?” the plumber frowned, as he got a good look at the airship…which was nothing like the Broodals’ ship. Instead, the airship resembled more like a blimp, and it had a capital letter B on it.
“Was anyone expecting any visitors?” Cappy asked the others, as the airship slowly came to a stop over the front yard as if it was ready to descend.
For weeks Cortex was harassed by the goose. In very episode since the whole wild goose incident, the goose would lurk around the mansion, messing with Cortex and Cortex only. Whether it was honking at Cortex, chasing Cortex around, or poking Cortex in the butt, the goose made sure to make Cortex’s life miserable.
But at some matter of time Cortex had to reach his boiling point, and soon enough the evil genius had enough. He was determined to eradicate the goose once and all, and make his arch-nemesis go away forever.
Uka: At first I thought it was silly that Dr. Cortex had a beef with some brain-dead marsupial in Crash…but then he had to impress me even more with his fragility and let himself be irritated by some goose chasing him around. Because I seldom want to be seen with a man terrorized by a bird, I made a suggestion to Cortex he wouldn’t dare to pass up…
Cortex: Thanks to my genius intellect and brainstorming (mostly influenced by Uka, I admit), I’ve come up with the perfect plan to stop that goose in his tracks! I’ll just call one of my good friends from the Academy of Evil, and then we can work together and destroy that goose so he won’t bother me ever again! I can rest assure you that it won’t be N. Gin…I could afford and pay someone to suck up to me all day long, but today just isn’t one of those days.
Cortex was on the phone in the foyer, speaking with his buddy from the Academy of Evil. Cloud and Joker would walk by, spotting Cortex looking out through a window with his phone up to his ear.
“Hey, look at that,” Joker tapped Cloud on the shoulder, as he pointed at Cortex. “Who do you think Cortex is calling?”
“Obviously not a woman,” replied Cloud, making an unnecessary shot at Cortex’s love life. “Probably doing some insider trading stuff.”
“Yes, yes, I can see the airship landing right now,” Cortex said into the phone, watching the airship outside land at the front of the mansion. “No, you’re fine, you’re nowhere near the driveway…”
“An airship?” Curious, Cloud went over to one of the windows in the foyer and looked out, with Joker coming along with him. Cloud and Joker saw the airship in plain view, wondering who the pilot was.
“What’s that? You brought Nina along, from the Academy? Ah, yes, my adoring daught…er, niece, is going to spend a day with her father…I mean, uncle!”
“Is Cortex…a dad?” asked Joker, who happened to be a dad himself. He even admitted as such. “Or an uncle? Had no idea he even had a family!”
“Whoever the heck his wife or his siblings are, I feel sorry for them…” replied Cloud, who really needed to stop throwing shade at Cortex. Not like that evil genius wronged the swordsman before.
Master Hand and company were looking at the airship, after it made its perfect landing. Suddenly the door to the airship opened, and a long ramp extended down to the ground. Exiting from the airship was a short man with bolts in his head, and a goth girl wearing a school uniform.
“Is it just me, or do those two look like rejects seen at a Hot Topic store?” Master Hand whispered to the Mario Bros, as the man and the goth girl made their way down the ramp. Once the two stepped on the ground, the man started laughing.
“We’ve f-f-finally made it…the Smash Mansion!” the man exclaimed, speaking with a very noticeable stutter. That stutter mixed with his craziness was a combination that shouldn’t go hand in hand. “The very establishment that I’ve invented!”
“I believe that the correct verb is ‘built’, Dr. Brio,” the goth girl corrected the man, who was rubbing his hands together excitedly. Not a very good impression you wanna leave on Master Hand and company.
“Yes, that too! Thank you very much, Nina.” Just then, Cortex came out of the mansion, bumping Team Rocket to the side as he made his way over to the short man, Dr. Nitrus Brio, and the goth girl, Nina Cortex.
“Words cannot begin to describe how happy I am to see you!” gleamed Cortex, smiling with his arms wide as he was about to hug someone. Brio, expecting a hug, extended his arms…only to feel disappointment when Cortex hugged Nina instead.
“You sure know how to embarrass me in public, Uncle Cortex…” mumbled Nina, as a very despondent Brio put his arms back down. Maybe one day, he could receive Cortex’s admiration.
“Everyone, I would like for you all to meet my daught..er, niece, Nina Cortex,” Cortex introduced Nina to everyone that was outside. He was sure to get Nina’s relationship to him mixed up a lot today.
“If she’s-a actually your daughter, does that mean-a she was adopted?” asked Mario, as an easily offended Cortex looked at the plumber with heavy disdain. Meanwhile, Brio was keeping to himself, feeling unloved.
“Mario, I feel deeply insulted! How rude of you to imply that I have never been married before! Why, my luck with women is at an all-time high! Tell ’em, Nina!”
“Uncle Cortex got turned down by a blind woman once,” stated Nina, defending her uncle in the worst way possible as folks were snickering at Cortex. “Said she wanted to see other people.”
“To this day I still wish it was a prank…” Cortex’s self-esteem might’ve taken a hit, but no one’s self-esteem was taking a bigger hit than Brio’s.
Waluigi: You’re telling me that Cortex has a family?! He’s trying to one-up me, isn’t he? No way is Cortex a more lovable loser than I! To Ancestry dot com I go!
“Don’t forget about m-m-me…” Brio spoke up, refusing to go unnoticed. Especially by someone who was a close friend of his. If you want to consider him and Cortex as being close friends.
“No worries, Brio, I was just about to introduce you!” Cortex said to the inventor, as Brio’s confidence saw an uptick. “I would like for you all to meet Dr. Nitrus Brio, a man I met back at the Academy of Evil. Say, Brio, why don’t you tell everyone about your inventions?”
“Why of course, Dr. Cortex!” Brio’s confidence levels were now an all-time high, as the inventor was ready to list off all his inventions by name. “First here is this airship, I invented it myself! And those Halloween decorations, I also invented them!”
“Pretty sure these decorations were made by Home Depot…” stated Haru, as Brio was starting to take credit for every little thing his eyes set upon.
“You mean the Home Depot franchise which I invented? I’ve invented every single Home Depot store in this country, and around the world!”
“Cortex’s friend sure sounds like a lunatic,” Cappy said to Mario, as Brio took sight of the talking cap and pointed at him.
“That talking hat atop of Mario’s head, I invented him! Me! It was all me! Not Cortex, read your bible, I wrote it…”
“Brio you didn’t write the bible; that book was written by many men over many centuries,” Cortex said to the inventor, but Brio was unwilling to let anyone defy him, even Cortex.
“Oh yeah, well I invented all of those men! Who are you to ch-ch-challenge me, Dr. Cortex?!” Brio shook his fist at Cortex, who grabbed Brio’s shoulders and pushed him away towards the mansion.
“Brio and I should get going, we have a lot to do today…” Cortex said to everyone outside, before looking back at Nina. “Come along now, Nina, that goose isn’t going to kill itself you know!”
“Brought me all the way to Seattle just because of some stupid bird…” grunted Nina, as she begrudgingly followed Cortex and Brio inside the mansion – the very mansion Brio claimed to have invented.
Ever since the start of October, Link was committed to not only wearing his Joker outfit, but also staying in character as the Joker himself. The Hylian’s sheer willpower to stay in character irked many residents – including Cloud, who refused to hang out with Link. At least it gave Cloud the chance to hang out with some of the other residents.
Desiring to cause some mayhem, Link wandered through the hallways looking for someone to mess with. The Hylian passed by the movie room, and took a peek inside and saw Pit, Kirby, and Incineroar sitting on a couch and watching something on the giant television screen.
“What on earth are those peons watching?” wondered Link, as he took a look upon the screen. He saw a title card, with a blue sky with clouds in the background, and a very colorful title that read “Firefly Fun House”.
“We’re really glad that you’re our friend, and this is a friendship that will never ever end!” the female narrator sang the tune, before the title card transitioned to the setting of Firefly Fun House – a room that looked like something out of a live-action children’s show.
“Something about this seems oddly…strange,” observed Link, watching as a cheery man wearing a sweater entered the room through the front door. The man was Bray Wyatt, WWE superstar and apparent children’s entertainer.
“Hello, and welcome to the Firefly Fun House!” Bray happily greeted to the audience, to the tune of children cheering. Pit, who was easily engrossed in the Firefly Fun House, would happily wave to Bray, despite there being no cue.
“Quick question, who would win in a fight – Bray Wyatt, or Steve from Blue’s Clues?” Pit asked Kirby and Incineroar; anyone who has ever watched wrestling ever would know the answer.
“I don’t know, maybe the person who has ACTUAL FIGHTING EXPERIENCE?!” replied Kirby, knowing that Bray was a wrestler. And a darn good one at that too, since he was a former world champion.
“Steve from Blue’s Clues? Yeah, I have to agree with you on that. Steve could easily run circles around Bray Wyatt!”
Pit: To get my friends and I in the Halloween mood, we’re gonna watch all the episodes of Firefly Fun House! We’re gonna be entertained by Bray Wyatt, who is arguably a much nicer dude than his evil twin brother, the Fiend. Kirby keeps telling me that Bray and the Fiend are the same person, but he’s just being dumb. That’s as idiotic as saying that all professional wrestling is fake and scripted!
“It’s perfectly okay to express yourself anyway you want to,” said Bray, holding a ripped-apart rabbit stuffed animal while speaking with a toy buzzard in a box. Made a whole lot of sense in context. “Whether it’s painting a painting, flying a kite, or ripping Rambling Rabbit to shreds!”
As Bray was speaking, images of Bray holding up black gloves that read “HURT” and “HEAL” started showing up on the screen. This was greatly noted by Link, who knew that there was more to Bray than just being a children’s entertainer.
“The point is, you can be forgiven, no matter what!” continued Bray, speaking with the toy buzzard, as Link soon found himself entranced by the allure of the Firefly Fun House. “Just like I was! In fact, I think you should be rewarded!”
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” the buzzard in the box, who was named Mercy, asked Bray. Ironically a somewhat fitting name.
“I think I am…” In the very next shot, children were sitting on the floor, all dressed up as if they were going on a picnic. Which appeared to be what was going on.
“This character…he probably shares a lot of my ideals,” Link thought to himself, stroking his chin in deep thought. Since the Hylian’s efforts to snag Joker as a sidekick didn’t turn out so well, he could move on to Bray Wyatt. “I should conduct some studies on him.”
“And remember, my fireflies…” Bray addressed the children, now wearing sunglasses as he was wrapping up the episode. “…I will always light the way. And all you have to do, is let me in. Bye!” Bray waved to the audience, as Link had seen enough.
“Let you in I shall…” Link smiled creepily as he rubbed his hands and walked away, ready to carry out his master plan. Easily entertained by the episode of Firefly Fun House, Pit stood up and applauded.
“Aw yeah, best episode of Firefly Fun House so far!” the angel exclaimed, with Kirby and Incineroar not sharing Pit’s excitement. Or maybe they were just holding their excitement in. “Five stars!”
“He’s gonna do this for every episode we watch, isn’t he?” Kirby asked Incineroar, while Pit continued to clap away. Pit didn’t seem to know that Bray was only a fictional wrestling character…and neither did Link.
If there was anyone at the mansion who despised Halloween as much as Master Hand, it would have to be Simon Belmont. The vampire hunter hated Halloween for many reasons, most of which had to do with his religious beliefs. But there was another reason that oft went overlooked…how much Dracula had to do with Halloween in general.
Anything Dracula pertained to was always subjected to Simon’s hatred. Bram Stoker? Simon hated him. Garlic? Simon hated it. Transylvania? Simon hated it. Transylvania county, over in North Carolina? Simon even hated that!
The one aspect Simon didn’t hate as much was Alucard, mainly because the half-vampire was an ally of Richter’s. Alucard also resented Dracula, which gave him and Simon something in common. If Dracula ever came to town, Simon, Richter, and Alucard would band together and take down the vampire lickity-split.
“Fiora, why are there Halloween decorations on the fireplace?” Simon questioned Fiora, acting like the Homs was responsible for the cobwebs and pumpkins and whatnot around the fireplace. “Who could do such a thing?!”
“Have you forgotten what month it is?” responded Fiora, as Simon looked at the Halloween decorations with an angry scowl. Letting out his angry emotions with a giant yell, the vampire hunter grabbed the pumpkins around the fireplace and smashed them with his knees.
“No, Simon, you have to stop!” Fiora tried to restrain Simon, only for Simon to fight back and send Fiora flying into a living room sofa. “Rosalina would be extremely upset if…”
“Who cares what that woman thinks, she shouldn’t have decorated the fireplace at all!” Simon would grab all the cobwebs on the fireplace, and tossed it on the floor and stomped it repeatedly.
“Master Hand, where are you, you have to do something!” Hearing Fiora’s call, Master Hand floated his way into the living room, seeing the destruction that Simon was causing. “Master Hand, you must stop Simon!”
“I see absolutely nothing wrong with what Simon is trying to accomplish,” said Master Hand, before floating away. Fiora looked exasperated, as Simon was determined to make the fireplace completely spotless.
Master Hand: Good on Simon, for having actual morals! Glad he’s not like the other residents, and fall victim to this Halloween tomfoolery. Definitely not a sell-out. Since Richter is cut from the same cloth, I expect the same from him…
“Simon, you seriously need to chill!” shouted Richter, rushing to the scene as he wrapped his arms around Simon and pulled the vampire hunter away. Good thing Master Hand wasn’t looking, otherwise he’d think less of Richter as a person.
“How can I, when the very mansion we’re living in is being bastardized?” questioned Simon, who was now holding unto the fireplace so he wouldn’t be moved. “We must protect the mansion from the evils around us!”
“What evils are you even talking about? I hate it when you do this…” As Richter tried to pull Simon away from the fireplace, Alucard showed up in the living room, deciding against his own bitter judgement to ask what was taking place.
“Hmph, I’ll just tell them later…” the half-vampire said, as he walked away. Surely whatever he had to say couldn’t be that important, right?
Cortex and Brio were in the gaming room, making their plans to eradicate the goose that had been harassing Cortex for so long. Nina, who couldn’t care less about the goose, was busy filing her nails. The only girly activity she was ever interested in.
“Look around, Dr. Cortex…look at all the peons that I’ve invented,” Brio said to the evil genius, seeing the residents in the gaming room. Brio let out a happy sigh, proud of his fake accomplishments.
“All these people probably don’t even know who you are,” stated Cortex, stating the truth; sometimes the truth was too much for Brio to handle. “But, I’m sure you’ll be more popular with them than myself…”
“Dr. Cortex is that your friend?” asked Mewtwo as he approached the evil genius. Brio looked up at Mewtwo, marveling at the genetic Pokemon. “No offense, but he looks like a very strange deformed man, just like you.”
“Ain’t that the truth…” remarked Nina, as Brio was too enchanted by Mewtwo’s mere presence to be slightly insulted by Mewtwo’s remark.
“I remember it now…I remember inventing you, Mewtwo, down in my lab,” Brio said to the psychic Pokemon, taking credit from the scientists at the Pokemon Mansion in Cinnibar Island. “It was at the time, my finest accomplishment!”
“I honestly have no recollection of you whatsoever,” Mewtwo said to Brio, slightly roasting the inventor and putting him in his place. Brio still wasn’t insulted. “But if you did invent me…then how did you do it?”
“Easy! I invented you using gene-splicing, a method that I invented, on an embryo from a pregnant Mew, another Pokemon that I’ve invented, which was found in the region of Guyana, which I invented also.”
“So you invented me from another Pokemon you invented that you found in a region you supposedly invented…” Mewtwo’s head ached, trying to piece what Brio had said altogether. “…you know what, I’ll save myself the headache and leave.”
“Nice going Brio, you practically drove Mewtwo away!” Cortex frowned, as Mewtwo teleported away from the gaming room. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“I have nothing to say…other than that I take credit for all the other 800 Pokemon that I’ve invented,” replied Brio, feeling very proud of himself, as Cortex sighed. Bringing N. Gin on board was looking like a better option at the moment.
Mewtwo: Cortex’s friend claims to have invented every little thing…probably has terrible self-esteem.
“Yo, Mac, I think this little man just called me a peon!” frowned Doc Louis, who had overheard Brio speaking, as he found his opportunity to angrily confront the inventor after Mewtwo had departed. “Lemme rough him up!”
“Sorry if I offended you, fat black male that I’ve invented,” Brio apologized to Doc Louis, who had a sucker punch ready to go. “Sometimes, I c-c-can’t resist not being humble about my inventions!”
“Bet you didn’t invent this fist to your FACE!” Doc Louis was about to punch Brio, only to be held back by Little Mac. The young boxer had a hold on Doc’s arm, and was holding it in place.
“Easy, Doc, easy! He’s a guest at the mansion!” Little Mac said to Doc Louis, acting like mansion guests were absolutely free from getting pummeled. “Lay off of him, leave him alone…”
“I’ll lay off of him just for you…” Doc Louis would withhold his aggression as he put his arm down, but the boxing trainer was still mean mugging Brio. “I’ll get you later, just you wait and see…”
“He’s v-v-v-very scary…” Brio said to Cortex about Doc Louis, who was giving the inventor the “I’m always watching…” hand motion as he walked away.
“He’s not really that scary if you sedate him with chocolate,” stated Cortex, who has managed to calm Doc Louis down simply by offering the boxing trainer a piece of chocolate or two. “It’s his kryptonite, especially around this time of the year…”
Once all the Pokemon were properly placed outside the mansion, Team Rocket headed back inside and were walking through the hallways. The trio would pass by the gaming room, as Meowth suddenly had a question.
“Did we remember to close the door to the sanctuary?” the scratch cat Pokemon asked Jessie and James, who didn’t appear to know what Meowth was talking about.
“I don’t recall the Pokemon sanctuary ever having a door to begin with,” replied James, recalling the multiple times he sneaked into the sanctuary to steal some Pokemon for Giovanni. “Is this door a new feature?”
“Leave it alone, it can’t be that important,” replied Jessie, as she was leading the way down the hall. “Not like some dumb Pokemon would sneak out…”
Little did they know that a Pokemon did sneak their way out of the sanctuary…that Pokemon being Manaphy, who was flying through the hallway unseen by Team Rocket or anyone else. The seafaring Pokemon flew its way into the gaming room..
…where it saw residents aplenty to switch bodies around with. Of course, Manaphy could switch bodies with Cortex and Brio which, all things considered, would make things very interesting with Brio’s personality. But the seafaring Pokemon had its eyes set on two other men…Little Mac and Doc Louis, who were playing pool.
“Do you think that I’m a peon, Mac?” Doc Louis asked the young boxer, desiring to know what his own protege thought of him as a person.
“Nobody has ever called you a peon ever, Doc Louis,” responded Little Mac, striking the cue ball with his stick as Manaphy crept closer.
“I know nobody hasn’t called me a peon…I just wanna know what your personal opinion is. So what is it, am I a peon?”
“No, Doc, you’re not a peon, and you know that. Why would a former world champion ever be called a peon?”
“Heh heh, I just knew that you would say that! That’s my boy!” Doc Louis smiled and clapped, as Manaphy was now super close to Doc and Little Mac. A Heart Swap was about to be in full-swing…
“But if one thing’s clear, is that I’d hate to be in your body. Maybe if you still had muscle, then no problem.”
“Well right back at ya Mac, I’d hate to be in your body! Can’t imagine being short like you and still looking fly!”
While Little Mac and Doc Louis enjoyed their wholesome moment together, the ends of Manaphy’s antennae were starting to glow pink and produce energy…
Because Mario was such a bro, he assisted Viridi and company in hanging up the Halloween decorations along with his brother Luigi. Although no one asked him to do it in the first place, the plumber did it anyway, against Master Hand’s wishes.
When Mario returned home, he was startled to see Fox and Falco in his living room; Fox was vacuuming the living room floor, while Falco was cleaning off the living room tables with a cloth. Peach and Spyro were nonchalantly sitting on the living room couch, the former reading a magazine.
“Welcome back Mario!” Peach looked up from her magazine and looked at Mario, who closed the front door. Fox and Falco continued their duties in the living room, as if there was nothing out of the ordinary going on.
“Peach, Spyro, why are those-a pilots in my living room?” questioned Mario, not remembering seeing Fox and Falco in his house prior to leaving. The plumber was more ticked than he truly should.
“So we’re not allowed to be good Samaritans?” Fox asked Mario, while vacuuming behind the living room couch Peach and Spyro were sitting on. “What kind of sick, twisted world are we living in…”
“For the record, Peach was kind enough to let us in,” stated Falco, as if saying that would make Mario feel any better. “We did have to ask for permission, though.”
“You should be thanking Fox and Falco, Mario – they’re taking care of our house duties for you,” Peach said to the plumber, who found it strange that Fox and Falco were acting so courteous all of a sudden. “Don’t you think so?”
“Eh, I suppose-a so…” shrugged Mario, as he walked through the living room and saw Falco cleaning off a living room table. “You missed a spot, Falco.”
“Thanks for the heads up, Mr. Officiant!” Falco thanked Mario as he gave a thumbs up; Mario sighed, for he knew that Fox and Falco wouldn’t be doing him any solids had he not been named officiant of Fox’s wedding.
When Mario entered the kitchen, he saw someone standing at the screen door, about to knock. It was Alucard, who was quickly spotted by Mario right away. Mario went over to the screen door, and opened it.
“Greetings, Mario, sorry if I came at an inconvenient time,” Alucard greeted the plumber, as the half-vampire entered Mario’s house. “You got a minute to spare?”
“I was about to fix-a myself some lunch, but it can wait,” replied Mario, as he closed the screen door behind him and followed Alucard into the laundry area. “What brings-a you to my home?”
“I would tell Luigi this, but it’s better that you know instead…one of my family members is apparently coming to the mansion soon.”
“Who is it?” Looking pretty solemn, Alucard dug into his pocket and pulled out a letter, unrolling it and handing it to Mario.
“Read the bottom part, where the ‘Sincerely’ is…” So Mario looked at the bottom of the letter, his eyes skimming past the awfully magnificent cursive writing, before gasping when he saw someone’s name listed.
“Count-a Dracula?! He’s coming to Seattle?” Mario looked up at Alucard, who confirmed all of Mario’s worries with a solemn nod of his head.
Alucard: It’s been a while since I last saw my own father…not that I’m complaining, of course. Still wondering why he wants to come to town for – could have something to do with the Belmonts. Or perhaps he just wants to end me. Little does he know that I have a strong enough support group to keep him at bay – over a hundred strong. Minus some unworthy people.
“Got that letter in the mail last night, before I went to bed,” responded Alucard, as Mario carefully read the body of the letter for any important details. “He has some things that he wants to settle with me.”
“What do you think we should-a do to keep Dracula away?” asked Mario, handing the letter back to Alucard; Alucard rolled up the letter, and placed it back in the pocket of his jacket.
“I was going to ask Simon, but he’s too busy being triggered by the Halloween decorations hanged up around the mansion. And Richter has to waste his time and energy keeping Simon in check. So…”
“You know what, we should get-a Luigi, he knows how to deal-a with supernatural stuff.” Mario was about to leave the laundry area, before Alucard stopped the plumber by putting his hand on his shoulder.
“Hold on, I think we should seriously think this through…” By the looks of it, Alucard didn’t seem to trust Luigi as much. “…Luigi can only put up with ghosts, what good would he be with vampires?”
“You’re right, vampires aren’t-a exactly Luigi’s best expertise…” Mario tried to think of something to deal with Dracula, when the perfect idea popped in his head. “…ooh I know, we’ll get some garlic and spray it at Dracula!”
“Absolutely not, that would be a very childish thing to do…why don’t we ask Rodin to put Dracula in his place? He’s probably our best option.”
“I like the way you think-a Alucard! But we’ll need more than just-a Rodin. We’ll need-a an army…or at least a militia.”
Doing Master Hand’s hard work for him, Simon took the Halloween decorations he took down from the fireplace and threw them outside, in the garbage bin. Unless Rosalina had more Halloween decorations stored somewhere, just in case, the mother of Lumas was screwed.
“Living room should be back to normal now,” said Simon after he took care of his deed, dusting his hands off as he walked to the front of the mansion. “Hopefully the front of the mansion is spotless.”
Simon would soon set himself up for disappointment, when he saw the front of the mansion adorned with Halloween decorations. The vampire hunter was furious, as he saw the ghost-type Pokemon lingering around.
“Cacaaaaw!” a Honchcrow cawed, sitting atop the mansion with a flock of Murkrow while looking down at Simon. Simon was looking at all the decorations, his teeth clenched with utter rage.
“No, this can’t be!” the vampire hunter frowned, before looking behind him and seeing Red the Pokemon Trainer and Leaf, fishing at the lakeside. Simon hurried over to the Pokemon trainers, in a frantic state of hurry.
“Sup Simon, care to join us for some fishing?” Red asked the vampire hunter, who reached the lakeside. Red offered Simon a fishing rod, but Simon would swat the fishing rod into the lake.
“I need you two to give me as many Poke Balls as you got,” Simon said to Red and Leaf, who were both looking at each other with confused stares. “There’s some Pokemon that I need to catch!”
“We…don’t have any spare Poke Balls on us, sorry,” Leaf apologized to Simon, who grunted and stomped his foot on the ground. “You wanna be a Pokemon trainer or something?”
“No, it’s just that there’s Pokemon lurking outside the mansion, when they should be in the sanctuary! They need to be put back where they rightfully belong.”
“Pretty sure the Pokemon are a part of the Halloween decorations,” stated Red, who was fine with the decorations – which only made Simon even angrier. The vampire hunter walked away, returning to the mansion…
…and saw Olimar and Alph, placing a tall, slender statue of Jack Skellington near a few pumpkins. You could never do any wrong with Halloween when it comes to Jack Skellington.
Yusuke: They needed a statue for the Halloween decor outside, and so I came through and crafted a clay statue of Jack Skellington himself. Dare I say it, it’s probably one of my finest works.
“Put down that statue this instant…” commanded Simon, as he took out his chain whip. Olimar and Alph both looked at Simon, with the latter very much afraid to the weapon the vampire hunter was holding.
“That’s what we’re trying to do, actually – we’re looking for a perfect spot,” responded Olimar, as he and Alph observed the surrounding area for potential spots. “Unless you know where we should put the statue at?”
“I know where that statue belongs…in the garbage!” Ignoring Simon entirely, Olimar and Alph moved closer to the mansion walls, before situating the statue of Jack Skellington along the porch.
“There, that should do it!” exclaimed Alph, after he and Olimar placed the statue down on the ground. Refusing to be ignored anymore, Simon marched over to the astronauts, with his whip in tow.
“Are you two both hard of hearing? I said that statue belongs IN THE GARBAGE!” Simon would ferociously whip the ground with his chain whip, as Alph shuddered and hid himself behind a just as frightened Olimar.
“Look Simon, if it makes you feel any better…this wasn’t our idea,” Olimar calmly told the vampire hunter, seeing his life flash before him. “Haru put us up to it.”
“Oh really? Looks like I’m gonna have a little word with her.” Putting away his whip, Simon marched up the steps to the porch and entered the mansion, as Olimar let out a sigh of relief.
The final trailer to the newest Star Wars film was released earlier this week, and nobody at the mansion was happier than Corrin. The prince of Nohr was super delighted when he saw the trailer while watching the Patriots play on Monday night, and was stoked ever since. Now, he was in the computer room, watching the trailer on repeat.
“So amazing…” Corrin said in awe, as he had the trailer paused on a shot of Palpatine’s throne. The prince would stroke the throne on the computer screen with his finger, while Sonic and Crash were looking on.
“Hey Knuckles, check that out!” Sonic tapped on the shoulder of Knuckles, who was busy making some phat beats. Knuckles was really into it too, as he had the volume on his headphones turned up to eleven.
“Now now Sonic, I’m busy…” replied Knuckles, only for Sonic to repeatedly tap the echidna on his shoulder. Having enough of Sonic, Knuckles paused his music and took off his headphones, before he looked over and saw Corrin stroking the monitor.
“I’m telling you, the dude’s obsessed…” Honestly Knuckles had no idea what to make of Corrin’s behavior; the echidna just stared at the prince, looking dumbfounded while Sonic and Crash laughed.
“Is that man out of his mind?”As he was finished stroking the computer screen, Corrin replayed the shot of Palpatine’s throne and turned the volume on the computer up to the max.
“Long have I waited…” Palpatine’s voice was heard in the trailer, as Corrin giggled to himself like a little kid. Corrin would replay Palpatine’s soundbite over and over again, giggling each and every time.
“EMPEROR PALPATINE LIVES!” exclaimed Corrin, with his arms wide open as he looked up to the heavens. Knuckles and company looked away from Corrin, a hundred percent convinced by Corrin was insane. Even though they already knew that before.
“I thought Emperor Palpatine lived in New England or something,” assumed Knuckles, as he continued to work on the production of his beats. He would have to turn up the volume of his headphones, so he could tune out Corrin.
“You must be referring to the head coach of the Patriots,” responded Sonic, before he looked over down the row he and his pals were sitting at. At the end of the row was Link, watching videos. Like Corrin, he was watching videos with sound coming from the computer speakers. How inconsiderate…
“Yowie wowie, you found me!” exclaimed Bray Wyatt, as Link was watching an episode of Firefly Fun House. Curious as to why Link was watching Firefly Fun House in the first place, Sonic wheeled his chair over to the Hylian.
“You’re a wrestling fan now?” Sonic asked Link, recognizing who Bray was; Link paused the video, and glanced at Sonic. “Why are you watching that stuff for?”
“I’m…studying,” replied Link, as Sonic noticed that the Hylian for whatever reason had a notepad lying near the keyboard, with notes. “Trying to understand the psyche of Bray Wyatt.”
“Studying Bray Wyatt? What for? Trying to be a wrestling promoter? That sounds very cool!” However, that was not Link’s intention, as Link sighed at the ignorance Sonic was displaying.
“You see, Bray Wyatt is a man that revolves around two philosophies…hurt, and heal. One philosophy can mend the other, and the other way around. But, when both philosophies are used expertly, it can bring mayhem into our world.”
“Okay…that’s some pretty deep stuff.” Sonic was only saying that, just to be nice to Link. “What do you even hope to gain from your…studying?”
“Bray claims that he can light the way, and the only way to do that is by letting him in. Which is exactly what I plan on doing.”
“Good luck with that then…” Sonic would leave Link alone, as he wheeled his chair back to where Knuckles and Crash were. If Link ever teamed up with Bray Wyatt, in his Joker phase, it would be all over in a hurry.
Pit: Bray Wyatt is way more entertaining than any other children entertainer I’ve seen before. And I don’t even watch that much children shows to begin with! Except maybe for Teletubbies. My favorite episode of Firefly Fun House is when Bray tells you that you can be anything you want, and then his crazy twin brother shows up.Kirby: Pit that guy is not his twin brother, that’s Bray. It’s the same person!Pit: But aren’t most twins the same person, when you sit down and think about it? You’re not making much sense, Kirby.
“But don’t worry, there’s still a lot of darkness in this old noggin!” said Bray as he tapped on his head with his finger, as Link continued to watch the episode of Firefly Fun House and write notes.
“Oh yes, tell me more…” Link smiled wickedly, as he wrote down his notes on his notepad.
“But this time’s different! This time, I learned how to harness it. How to control it…so what do you say? You wanna see my secret?”
“Show me your secret, I beg of you!” Link let out an evil cackle as he said this, as Sonic, Crash, Knuckles, and even Corrin looked at the Hylian funny. Bray would smile at the camera, as he turned around…
…and after a few creepy shots of some children’s toys, the words “let me in…” were heard, and Bray was seen wearing some kind of clown costume, his backed turned to the camera. The lighting of the room was now red, as Bray turned around revealing the evil clown mask he was wearing. A few jump cuts of Bray later, and Link was fully hooked.
“Yowie wowie…” Bray uttered at the end of the jump cut montage, albeit in a deep and scary voice. The episode of Firefly Fun House would end right after that, and Link would close out of the browser with delight on his face.
“So this Bray Wyatt character has an alter ego…” inferred Link, proving how smarter he was than Pit. Which wasn’t that much of an accomplishment. “…I desire to know what his name is.”
“You could learn his name if you kept watching those videos!” Sonic said to Link, who didn’t hear the hedgehog as he left the computer room. Sonic shrugged, letting Link find out the answer on his own.
Cortex and Brio had decided on what to do in order to eradicate the goose – build a ray gun that could stop the goose in its tracks. But before they could get started, the two evil geniuses first needed some supplies. Cortex would guide Brio and Nina to the storage room, where some necessary materials could be found inside.
“The ray gun will be one use only; it’s only meant for the goose,” Cortex said to Brio and Nina, as he opened the door to the storage room. A bunch of stuff came piling out, and it all landed on Cortex. And not on Brio and Nina, who were standing as close as Cortex was.
“You guys sure love to keep a lot of junk around,” remarked Nina, as Cortex pulled himself up from the pile of storage room items. “Do you have hoarders at the mansion or something?”
“We just…store things here in this room because it just feels convenient.” Wasn’t exactly the right answer, but it was suitable enough. “But it does have useful things. Found enough aluminum foil and LED lights to make my very own homemade easy bake oven!”
“And I invented the very first homemade easy bake oven, just wanted to make that known,” bragged Brio, as Cortex groaned. Mr. Game and Watch came over, and saw the huge mess Cortex found himself in.
“Need some help, Dr. Cortex?” the 2-D man offered to assist Cortex, as he pulled the evil genius completely out of the pile of stuff. “Thought I told you guys that you can’t access the storage room, without my permission.”
“But it’s for a good cause!” stated Cortex, seeing a few scrap metal parts lying on the floor. The evil genius scooped them up quickly. “That annoying goose has gotten on my last nerve, and must be stopped.”
“Why can’t you just use your ray gun?” Mr. Game and Watch mentioning the ray gun caused Cortex to lower his head. “It ran out of juice, didn’t it?”
“Sadly my ray gun requires quadruple A batteries…and those things aren’t a dime in a dozen. Not even the most exotic stores in America has those batteries!”
Mr. Game and Watch: Back then, anyone could just go into the storage room all willy nilly, and get what they want. Even with the Double Cherries that Sonic had abused that one time. But now we have so much crap in there, that you can’t go into that room without my supervision. We now store guns in the storage room, which in theory is a bad idea…but Master Hand did it anyways for the sake of “self-defense”. We really should replace those guns with pillows; could you imagine how peaceful our world would be, if we settled our differences not with guns, but with pillows?
Dark Pit: I settled my differences with somebody once, with a pillow. Sent that person to the ER. Next time, I probably shouldn’t swing as hard…or maybe I should target someone other than Pit. He’s way too easy of a target.
“If you like, Dr. Cortex, I could invent you some quadruple A batteries,” Brio offered to Cortex, like handcrafting batteries was a piece of cake. Or pie. “I can really save you some money!”
“Hey Cortex, is that goth chick your daughter?” inquired Mr. Game and Watch, as he looked at Nina. The 2-D Man barely paid any attention to Brio, which bothered the inventor very much.
“Yes, she is my daughter!” replied Cortex, before he suddenly found the need to correct himself. “Pardon me…she’s actually my niece. I get the two mixed up a lot. It’s a quirk of mine…”
“More like a habit…” mumbled Nina, who knew the feeling all too well. “…so Uncle Cortex, when are you and Brio gonna kickstart your ‘plan’? I kinda wanna see how you two are gonna fail!”
“Patience is a virtue, my sweet Nina…don’t rush your dad. I-I mean, uncle. Bleh…” Cortex looked towards Mr. Game and Watch, who was holding some Double Cherries in his hands. “Don’t eat those cherries!” warned Cortex.
“I know that, Cortex…I’m just putting these fruit out of harm’s way,” stated Mr. Game and Watch, before Brio swatted the cherries out of the 2-D man’s hands. “Hey, what was that for?!”
“Don’t touch those cherries, I invented those!” Brio scolded Mr. Game and Watch; with his ego, he probably thought that he invented every single power-up known in the Mario universe. “Keep your filthy hands to yourself!”
“You invented Double Cherries? Likely story…” Mr. Game and Watch was about to pick up the cherries off the floor, only to be swatted again by Brio. “Ow!”
“Are you hard of hearing, 2-D man that I invented? Do I need to invent you some hearing aids, so you can hear better?”
“Okay mister, I think you need to get your ego in serious check. How can you claim to invent so many things? Where do you keep your patents at?”
“Never thought I’d the see the day that Brio gets in an argument with some 2-D guy…” remarked Nina, as she and Cortex watch Brio and Mr. Game and Watch bickering with one another.
“Believe me, Nina, stranger things have happened at this mansion,” Cortex assured the goth girl; by the mansion’s standards, Brio and Mr. Game Watch’s argument was relatively normal. “Much stranger things…”
One of the more stranger things would happen seconds later, when Doc Louis came running down the hallway towards Cortex and company. The boxing trainer was huffing and puffing, like he was running for his life.
“Guys, you need to help me!” Doc Louis said to Cortex and company, once he caught up to them. But something was off…the boxing trainer’s voice sounded very, very different.
“Wow, he sounds less…angry than before,” remarked Nina, as Brio and Mr. Game and Watch stopped their arguing. Doc Louis took the time to catch his breath.
“You’re not gonna believe this, but I’ve been body snatched…my body got switched with someone else’s! I went crazy, and ran out of the gaming room, and kinda blacked out…”
“Hold on, I recognize that voice from anywhere…” said Mr. Game and Watch, as he stepped closer to Doc Louis. “…Little Mac, is that you?”
“Yes, it is me – I’m trapped inside Doc Louis’ body!” Yep, Little Mac was indeed inside of Doc Louis’ body, and boy did it change the boxer’s perspective. “Don’t know how or why it happened, but it just did!”
“But if you’re inside of Doc Louis…then where is Doc Louis right now? Whose body is he in?” Let’s go find out…
Outside the mansion, Haru was taking down some of the Halloween decorations as ordered by Simon, who was standing menacingly on the porch with his whip. Haru was barely trying, as she was only making it seem like she was taking the decorations down.
“This statue of Jack Skellington won’t budge…” stated Haru, trying to make it seem like the statue was stuck into the ground. But Simon wouldn’t buy it.
“Put your back into it!” the vampire hunter shouted, before he ferociously cracked his whip in an intimidating manner. “If moving that statue is so hard, then why don’t you get rid of the pumpkins?”
“I can’t, because, uh, I’m allergic to pumpkins.” Simon wouldn’t buy this excuse either, as he gave Haru an inquisitive stare. “Coming in contact with a pumpkin could give me the hives.”
“You honestly expect me to buy that excuse? I’m not an idiot. Now pick up those pumpkins, and take them back inside!” So Haru left the statue of Jack Skellington alone, and went over to where the pumpkins were.
Suddenly, Little Mac ran out of the mansion, knocking Simon down unto the porch. But if you recall, Little Mac was in Doc Louis’ body…so who was occupying the body of the young boxer.
“Simon, you gotta help me man!” said the person that was stuck inside Little Mac’s body, Doc Louis. Couldn’t have been anyone else but him. “My chocolate bar has gone missing!”
“Doc Louis, what are you doing inside of Little Mac?” questioned Simon, before he eventually realized what might’ve transpired. “Did you and Little Mac somehow trade bodies?”
“Yeah, but that’s the least of my concerns…my chocolate bar is gone! Mac might have it, who knows if he ate it or not!”
“You’re more concerned about a chocolate bar than having your body swapped with someone else’s…?” Haru questioned Doc Louis; when it came to chocolate, Doc Louis prioritized it over anything else, Little Mac included.
“I know why the body swap happened…it’s because it’s Halloween!” assumed Simon, fearing that the work of the supernatural was afoot. “Supernatural forces must be at work. It’s a Freaky Friday situation!”
“Simon, are you implying that you watched that Freaky Friday movie?” Haru asked the vampire hunter, who looked around suspiciously. Surely Simon had a good enough reason for his viewership.
“…I mean, I could’ve watched something else, but I lost the TV remote in the living room. So I had no choice in the matter.” Now that was an excuse that Haru refused to believe.
Simon: Never heard of Lindsay Lohan until I saw that movie, so I did some research on my own time and found out who she was. Now, I am a hundred percent convinced that somebody paid her off to act the way she did. No sane human being would throw away their own life like that!
“Simon you gotta get me outta here!” Doc Louis begged to Simon, getting down on his knees with pleading hands. “I can’t stay in this body forever! And who knows what Mac is doing to my chocolate bar!”
“You can count on me…” Simon assured Doc Louis as he led the boxing trainer inside the mansion, before looking back at Haru to deliver the following message: “Those decorations better be gone by the time I get back!”
“I’ll try my hardest…” responded Haru, seeing an opportunity to get away with Simon gone. If the decorations weren’t down, then someone else will just take care of it for Simon.
At the Assist Tower, Mario and Alucard both approached Rodin, who was chilling in the tower’s lounge. Rodin was resting on a sofa, holding a lighter to his cigar.
“So you fellas really want me to keep Dracula away from the mansion?” Rodin asked Mario and Alucard, before placing the lighter back in his pocket.
“And we could-a also use a militia, just in case,” stated Mario, thinking that Rodin could recruit a horde of demons to repel Dracula. “We know you can’t-a do it alone!”
“Can’t do it alone?” Rodin would laugh at Mario’s assertion, finding it laughable that the plumber would sleep on his talents. “Boy, I could whip Dracula’s behind in my sleep! That fang-faced bum ain’t no match for me.”
“I like his swagger,” Alucard said to Mario, who nodded his head in agreement, before turning his attention back to Rodin. “Alright, Rodin, we’re going to need you to stand outside, and be on the lookout for Dracula.”
“Yeah, I can do that. I’ll just stand there and mean mug Dracula, and send him cryin’ back to his mother!” If Rodin actually got Dracula to cry, it would be the greatest thing the weapons dealer had ever done.
“Alucard and I will-a be surveying from the mansion roof-a top,” said Mario – might need Mega Man and/or Aigis, as an extra pair of eyes. “We’ll choose-a to intervene only if it feels-a necessary.”
“You boys can just hang around up there, there won’t be any intervention of any sort. I got this all in the bag!”
Wario loved Halloween for one reason, and one reason only…splurging on candy. The fatso loved stalking the children who went out trick-or-treating, and bullying them into surrendering his candy. Not even the residents were immune this, as Wario would harass them for candy to no end. Even before the day of Halloween.
“Psst, Doc Louis, you got any miniature chocolate candy to spare?” Wario whispered to Little Mac in the lounge; Little Mac was still inside Doc Louis’ body, hanging out with Cortex, Nina, and Brio.
“I’m not Doc Louis,” Little Mac informed Wario, who suddenly burst out into a laughing fit. Cortex and Brio, who were trying to focus while building a ray gun of sorts, tuned out Wario.
“Ha ha ha, now that’s a good one! Always so stingy when it comes to your chocolate, Doc!” Wario would laugh even harder, causing Cortex to grind his teeth.
“Wario can you go laugh somewhere else, we’re busy over here!” Cortex snapped on the fatso, who stopped laughing and glared at the evil genius.
“Fine, I’ll go and let you finish working on your crappy invention in peace. Such a lousy person you are…” Talk about the pot calling the kettle black.
Nina: With Little Mac having switched bodies with his boxing trainer, Uncle Cortex and Brio are gonna work on some gizmo used for swapping bodies around, after they’re done with the ray gun. For the sake of my own amusement, I hope that gizmo backfires!
Upon leaving the lounge, Wario ran into Link. Link was on the search for answers about Bray Wyatt, but mainly Bray’s alter ego the Fiend.
“Wario, Wario, Wario…just the man I needed to see!” Link said to the fatso, in a deviously light-hearted tone that would make Heath Ledger proud. “Tell me, you enjoy watching wrestling don’t you?”
“Uh, yes I do,” answered Wario, wondering why Link was asking about wrestling while dressed up as the Joker. “It’s a new wrestling promotion I’ve been checking out. I’d say it’s pretty good.”
“But you do watch wrestling, right? Then you must know about Bray Wyatt.” Wario did know about Bray, as the fatso was more interested in the conversation.
“Yeah I know him…Pit’s been obsessed with the man for months now! Especially after that Fiend stuff started. Personally, it’s not my cup of tea…”
“Ah, yes, the Fiend!” Link began to cackle, like he had made a very important and world-changing discovery. “That must be the name of Bray’s alter ego, with the mask and the clown suit.”
“Right you are! You must be a fan of his.” Wario knew a reason why Link would have such a fascination with the Fiend, but the real reason had nothing to do with clowns.
“Bray claimed that he can light the way, but only if I let him in. I want to let him in, so he can teach me about the philosophies of hurt and heal, and giving chaos and anarchy a new name…”
“What exactly are you getting at?” Wario grew increasingly wary, as Link placed his hands on the fatso’s shoulders.
“How, Wario, do I let him in? Show me a way…” Wario tried to think of something, when a brilliant method spurred in his mind.
“There’s a VCR in the movie room we can use. Should be up-and-running…”
Simon took Doc Louis to his room, and against Doc’s wishes, tied him down to his bed. Doc Louis’ limbs were tied up to each of the bedposts by a rope.
“This ain’t gonna solve anything, Simon!” Doc Louis shouted at the vampire hunter, who was standing at the doorway and making sure that Doc Louis couldn’t possibly force himself out from the ropes. “Lemme outta here!”
“I’ll be right back, gonna need a few more bodies for the exorcism,” said Simon as he left the room, locking the door to ensure that no one would get in. The very moment that Doc Louis heard the word “exorcism”, he started going crazy.
“Exorcism? Whoever said anything about an exorcism? Who getting exorcised? Help, someone help!”
Wario guided Link to the movie room, which was now unoccupied after Pit and friends had left. The magical high-tech VCR was in plain sight, as Wario and Link scurried over to the device.
“So this is what I must use to let the Fiend in?” Link asked Wario, pointing at the VCR. The Hylian had never used the VCR before. “Or is it Bray Wyatt?”
“Bray Wyatt, the Fiend…tomato, tomato,” replied Wario, as he pulled up some wrestling footage on the giant television. “Before we begin, we gotta scrub through this wrestling junk and find the Fiend. We’ll just go with Summerslam.”
Fast-forwarding through the footage from this year’s Summerslam PPV, Wario eventually saw Bray Wyatt as the Fiend on the giant television screen. The fatso then paused the footage, and pressed a button on the VCR.
“Just step back and watch the magic happen…” Wario said to Link, stepping back and allowing the VCR to do its thing.
On the top of the rooftop, Alucard was sitting alone waiting not only for Dracula to show up but for Mario to show up. Mario would show up soon, holding some bread in his hands.
“Care for some-a garlic bread?” the plumber offered the bread to Alucard, who looked at Mario with a frown. Pretty obvious as to why Alucard was feeling that way. “It’s five-a percent garlic, I can assure-a you…”
“Then how is it garlic bread…?” questioned Alucard, before deciding not to question Mario further as he shook his head. “…you know what, I pass.”
Rodin was waiting for Dracula to show up at the front of the mansion, standing confidently with his arms folded. The weapons dealer, who usually preferred to watch the action from the sidelines, was looking forward to giving Dracula a peace of his mind.
“Bet that Dracula’s too chicken to show his face…” smirked Rodin, with his smoking cigar in his mouth. He looked to his left, and to his right, and saw no sign of Dracula anywhere. “…I’m just standing out here for nothin’!”
“If Simon hated the decorations so, he should’ve taken them down himself!” Viridi spoke with Haru, as the two exited the mansion while carrying a scarecrow – the same scarecrow Mario and company had retrieved in episode 97.
“He refused to touch the decorations, so he put me up to the task,” stated Haru, as she and Viridi placed the scarecrow among the Halloween decorations. “I sadly had no choice in the matter.”
“Hey, why don’t you ladies put that scarecrow a little bit closer?” Rodin asked Viridi and Haru, before looking up at the sky and laughing. “That would REALLY make Dracula not wanna come here!”
But Rodin would find out that he was wrong, as a bat flew down ahead of the weapons dealer. The bat would land on the ground, near where Brio’s airship was parked, and transform into a vampire…the one best known as Dracula. Standing proudly at 6 foot 4.
“And there he is…the man of the hour has arrived,” said Rodin, staring down Dracula as he cracked his knuckles. Dracula approached Rodin, but came to a stop when he was within five meters of the weapons dealer.
Yoshi: *watching through a window in the foyer* I can sense a lot of Stand energy coming from outside… *turns around to face the camera* …there won’t be any Stands though, right?
“So, I take it you’re the one standing in my way to reach my son?” Dracula asked Rodin; Alucard, who was peering from the rooftop, ducked his head low so his father wouldn’t see him.
“Don’t tell me I can’t even get a hello!” frowned Rodin, as Haru and Viridi valued their lives enough to hurry back inside the mansion. “You’re gonna get it now!”
“I’m not here looking for a fight – I only wish to see my son. Promise I won’t get my hands dirty, unless…”
“Get any closer and I’ma blow your brains out!” Rodin took out his gun and pointed it at Dracula, who could only smirk.
“You wish to take me out with a firearms? Hmph. Pathetic…” Dracula would teleport away, out of sight.
“Huh, what the…” Rodin looked around for Dracula, who showed up behind the weapons dealer. Dracula would knock the gun out of Rodin’s hand, before holding Rodin’s arms behind his back.
“I’ll just ask this question once, and I’ll leave you be…” Dracula leaned in close to Rodin, who tried to break free of the vampire’s grasp. “…where is my son, Alucard?”
“That’s it, you’re gonna get it now!” Rodin, mustering the strength in his body, broke free of Rodin and delivered a roundhouse kick to Dracula. Dracula would dodge the kick, before grabbing Rodin’s leg.
“Oh, I can tell that this is going to be fun…” Dracula had a wicked smile on his face, as he looked at Rodin feeling rather amused.
Combining their intellect, Cortex and Brio successfully perfected a ray gun that would take out the goose once and for all. But the two evil geniuses would wait to deal with the goose, after they solved Little Mac’s problem. Nina and Little Mac were told to watch over the ray gun, while Cortex and Brio went to the foyer.
“I have some technology in my airship that c-c-can be used for swapping bodies,” Brio explained to Cortex, leading his former academy buddy down the stairs. “Technology that I invented, of course.”
“Is there anything you haven’t invented?” asked Cortex, as it took a while for Brio to come up with an answer. “Anything at all?”
“Well I can say that I never invented superglue…but then again that’s all because of a childhood memory I dare not to revisit. But I’m sure you remember.”
Cortex and Brio would soon be caught by surprise, when Rodin was flung through the window and collided against the wall. The front door would fall down, and Dracula would walk through the doorway like a boss.
“Turns out you’re not as tough as you think,” Dracula taunted Rodin, who clenched his teeth as he helped himself up to his feet while using the wall for support.
“Keep saying that – I’ll just keep on going!” shouted Rodin as he charged at Dracula, who summoned a douse of fire that drew Rodin back and unto the floor.
“Just tell me where my son is, and we’ll handle this like adults…” Dracula walked towards the slightly burned Rodin, only to stop when he saw Cortex and Brio looking. Guess which one wetted their pants.
“…Cortex, you stay right here and keep him contained,” Brio said to the evil genius, thinking of a plan as he left the mansion. “I’m gonna get some essentials!”
“Some essentials, hmm?” Dracula watched Brio leave the mansion, choosing to spare the inventor, before looking at Cortex. Cortex looked timid at first, before manning up seconds later.
“You think I’m scared of you?” the evil genius asked Dracula, while sporting a proud face. “Ha! As if!” Cortex would kick Dracula in the junk, and Dracula…just stood there, with zero reaction.
“This isn’t a bar fight…have some class.” Dracula walked towards Cortex, who backed away before running down the hallway.
“MOMMY!” Cortex shouted at the top of his lungs, as Dracula turned into a bat and chased after Cortex. For only several seconds, Cortex thought he was a legit bad guy; how short-lived those seconds were.
“Cortex where you going, this is my battle not yours!” frowned Rodin, before pulling himself up to his feet and checking his body for any burns.
Simon was gathered in the hallway with Richter and Samus, carrying some items in his hands. The vampire hunter was ready to do the “exorcism”, and strangely enough he didn’t even have a cross.
Samus: Apparently Simon pegged Richter and I for some exorcism junk. When I asked him if we were exorcising a demon, he claimed that we’ll “exorcising a human” instead…I don’t even want to know how that works, I’ll just stay silent and keep to myself.
“I did some last-minute research, and found out how we could scare Doc Louis out of Little Mac’s body,” stated Simon; Richter was pretending to care, whereas Simon had already dozed off. “It wasn’t much, but…”
“Are we using those items to exorcise Doc Louis?” asked Richter, referring to the items that Simon was holding. Richter dared not to question what most of those items were.
“Precisely! We got…a baton, a job application, and child support papers. All of these things put fear into a black man, and then some.”
“This is the most racist thing I’ve ever done, and I’m not known for doing racist things,” Richter whispered to Samus, who was awakened from her momentary daze.
“I can tell…” murmured Samus, as Simon led the bounty hunter and Richter down the hallway to his room. Simon peeked inside his room, and saw Doc Louis, still trapped in Little Mac’s body, and still tied up to the bed.
“My chocolate, where’s my chocolate?!” Doc Louis called out, needing to get his chocolate fix in ASAP. “Little Mac if you eat my chocolate, you’re a dead man!”
“Remember to avoid any conversation with Doc Louis,” Simon informed Richter and Samus, like it was very important information they had to know. “He’ll lie, he’ll make excuses, and he’ll use words he doesn’t even know…if he gets real desperate, he may start to rap, or dance.”
“Doc Louis has never done any of those things, so let’s stop with the generalizations and get this over with…” said Samus as she and the Belmonts entered the room.
“Everyone stand at the side of the bed, and take out your whip.” Simon would stand at one side of the bed, and Richter and Samus would stand at the other. “We must whip Doc Louis into submission! Now repeat after me…”
Taking out his whip, Simon whipped Doc Louis and caused the boxing trainer to yell in pain. Samus just stood there shocked, unable to believe that Simon would do such a thing to poor Doc.
“JEROME, GET YOUR BUTT OUTTA HERE!” Simon shouted, addressing Doc Louis by his birth name. Not that many people ever called Doc Louis by his birth name.
“Can you believe this, Richter?” Samus asked the vampire hunter…who, like Simon, was lashing at Doc Louis with his whip. Probably out of peer pressure.
“JEROME, GET YOUR BUTT OUTTA HERE!” Richter shouted, while Doc Louis continued to scream in pain. No doubt Samus was appalled by the tastelessness going on in front of her.
“This isn’t an exorcism…it’s a beating.” Just imagine how worse it would be if Doc Louis wasn’t inside of Little Mac’s body…
“There is very little difference,” stated Simon, as he continued to whip away. The sounds of the Belmonts’ whips were enough to catch the attention of Zelda, who looked inside the room while holding Ori.
“Everything alright in here?” the princess asked the Belmonts, who stopped whipping when they heard Zelda’s voice. Simon and Richter quickly put away their whips, and smiled sheepishly.
“We’re just, uh, having some fun with Little Mac,” Richter provided this excuse for Zelda, who just stared inquisitively while Doc Louis screamed for help.
Zelda: I saw Simon on the computer at the library, and he was watching some weird anime show where most or all of the characters were black…should I even…?
Screaming was heard down the hallway, as Zelda turned around and saw Cortex being chased by a bat. To Zelda, the bat was just some ordinary bat, but it was actually Dracula in bat form.
“First a goose, and now a bat’s chasing him,” remarked Zelda, as Dracula chased the screaming Cortex down the hallway. “Won’t be long until all the Pokemon in the sanctuary turn on Dr. Cortex!”
Nina and Little Mac were chilling at the lounge, watching over Cortex and Brio’s ray gun as they were instructed to, when the two heard some screaming nearby.
“I know that screaming from anywhere…” said Nina, and just as the goth girl suspected, Cortex came running inside the lounge before falling down. “…Uncle Cortex, what has gotten into you?”
“A vampire is chasing me and wants to stuck my blood!” stated Cortex, as Dracula the bat flew inside the lounge. Neither Nina nor Little Mac thought much of Dracula in his bat form.
“I dunno, Uncle Cortex, looks like an ordinary vampire bat to me!” Dracula the bat flew closer towards Cortex, who was shrieking like a madman.
“Nina, you need to use that ray gun on that vampire…or that bat…or whatever! Just use it!” Nina would grab the ray gun in question, holding it firmly.
“But wait, I thought you needed this gun for that stupid goose. You said that it can only be used once!”
“I don’t flipping care, just shoot already! Aim for the head, or the wings, or even the feet! Just shoot!”
So Nina pulled the trigger, and fired a blast of energy at Dracula the bat and caused him to fall down. Nina cheered, pumping her fist as Cortex felt relieved.
“Nice shot,” Little Mac complimented Nina, very impressed. Just when it seemed like Dracula was down for the count, the vampire slowly reverted back into human form, clutching his chest.
“Ah, it seems you’ve led me to some prey…” Dracula said to Cortex, standing up on his feet while staggering. Nina got him good. “…the more blood, the merrier.”
“You don’t look so good,” Cortex said to Dracula, who staggered his way back towards the lounge door. “Better be glad my ray gun didn’t take you out completely!”
“Well I am an immortal, so I got off pretty easily…but this is only a setback. Once I get back to full strength, I will have all of your blood!”
“That’s what they all say…” A few steps later, and Dracula was out of the lounge and in the hallway. “…keep on talking!”
“I’ll have you know, I’ll be more dangerous once I’m through with my son Alucard. And when I take care of him…”
Dracula would soon be interrupted, when two pixelated hands appeared behind the vampire. One hand took hold of Dracula’s neck, while the other hand – in a glove – reached down into Dracula’s mouth. Those pixelated hands belonged to the Fiend, who was in pixelated form as he applied pressure to Dracula’s jaw.
“Yes, yes, more, more!” chanted Link, who showed up behind the Fiend. Cortex and company watched, as the Fiend brought Dracula down to his knees. In broad daylight, too – very uncharacteristic.
“Aw, don’t tell me Pit messed around with that VCR again…” said Little Mac, when he recognized the pixelated Fiend. He could take solace in the fact that Pit had nothing to do with the Fiend being here.
Link: When Wario brought out the Fiend, in his pixelated glory, I tried to understand the Fiend – learn the kind of thing that make him tick, and how he hurts and heals. But, as it turns out, the Fiend was a man of very few words. And he LOVES to break people, with his “Mandible Claw” as Wario had described. You can be broken so badly that you’ll become…unbreakable!
Dracula couldn’t break free from the Fiend, as his vision was being impaired by the Fiend’s Mandible Claw. The vampire was down on the floor, and the Fiend still had his signature move locked in.
“Uncle Cortex, your phone is ringing,” Nina alerted the evil genius, who was too busy watching the Fiend. Cortex, hearing his phone ring, would answer the call after checking the caller ID.
“Hello, Brio?” Cortex spoke into the phone, while he watched the Fiend do his thing. Dracula was nearly at the point of blacking out! “Are you still outside?”
“Hi, Dr. Cortex, I’m back inside the mansion with some garlic spray that I invented,” replied Brio, wanting to save the day by defeating Dracula. “Did you keep the vampire contained?”
“Actually, someone else took care of that for me…” Cortex saw that Dracula had blacked out thanks to the Fiend, who was holding his arms out wide. Link would do the same thing, for whatever reason.
“That’s great! Can you bring the vampire down to the foyer, please? I wanna spray him just to be on the safe side.”
Under the order of Zelda, Simon and Richter untied Doc Louis from Simon’s bed. Afterwards, the Belmonts would explain to Zelda about their actions.
“Doc Louis had his body swapped with Little Mac’s, and we were trying to free him,” Simon explained to Zelda, as Samus stood by curious about how much trouble Simon would find himself in. “We must’ve done it the wrong way.”
“They swapped bodies, you say?” asked Zelda, aware of who the culprit was. Wasn’t the first time that the princess encountered a body swap. “Must be the work of that Manaphy. It likes to switch bodies around.”
“So this whole body switcheroo wasn’t the work of the evil spirits of Halloween? Thank goodness!” Only you believed that, Simon.
Walking down the hallway were Link and the Fiend, with the latter dragging an unconscious Dracula across the floor. Leading the way was Cortex, Nina (holding the ray gun), and Little Mac…who looked over and saw his body, occupied by Doc Louis.
“Doc!” exclaimed Little Mac, as he and Doc Louis approached each other. “I’ve been looking all over for you…why are there scars all over my body?”
“That’s a story for another day,” replied Doc Louis, as Cortex and company stopped in place and waited for Little Mac. “You didn’t eat my chocolate, did you?”
“Nope, kept it nice and cozy in your pants pocket. Why would I even think about eating your stuff, man?”
“Great, we got you two reunited,” Zelda said to Doc Louis and Little Mac, as step one of solving the body switcheroo was complete. “All we need to do now is find that Manaphy, and get you back in your normal bodies.”
“Hmm, whatever this Manaphy is, it might do our dirty work for us,” assumed Cortex, who couldn’t complain. He always liked having a lessened workload. “Oh well. Off to the foyer we go!”
Where on earth was Manaphy? That was the question that lingered in Zelda’s mind, as Mario and Alucard were hanging around on the mansion rooftop.
“Why are we still-a up here again?” Mario asked Alucard, while he was eating some garlic bread. Better not eat too much…
“To keep away from my father,” replied Alucard, as a mischievous Manaphy sneaked up on the half-vampire and Mario. “This is a hiding spot.”
“Oh…so that’s why you said-a we should keep ourselves up here. Thought you wanted a front-a row seat of your dad getting his butt-a kicked!”
“I mean that was a partial reason, but the truth of the matter is…” Alucard would stop speaking, when he and Mario saw Manaphy staring at them.
“Mama mia…” uttered Mario, as Manaphy’s started glowing with a familiar pink.
In the foyer, Brio was spraying an unconscious Dracula with his garlic spray, as Cortex, Nina, Link, and the Fiend watched. Brio sprayed all over Dracula’s body, as Master Hand floated into the foyer.
“What do you think we should do with his body?” inquired Link, after Brio was done spraying down Dracula. “I’d say we bury him under the ground!”
“Hold up, is that Count Dracula? Alucard’s dad?” asked Master Hand, as Cortex nodded his head. “You guys got the best of Dracula, and I missed all the action?!”
“It was him who did most of the work,” replied Brio as he pointed at the Fiend, who just looked at Master Hand. Wasn’t even threatening or anything, he was just…looking. “Or so I’ve been told.”
“Some pixelated wrestler saved the day? Well, Roman Reigns saved the day once, two years ago, so I won’t complain.”
“Of course he saved the day, because I invented him! Much like how I invented every wrestler in the business!”
“Ooh…I really dig your style. Your confidence is unparalleled to any other mortal I’ve met. I applaud you, good sir!”
Mr. Game and Watch: Man, could you imagine a power trip with Dr. Brio and Master Hand? Not even the very scope of our universe could contain such egos at the same time. The universe might implode!
“You guys keep Dracula down, I’ll go find a coffin to put Dracula in,” said Master Hand as he floated away. Shortly after Master Hand left, the goose showed up, staring down Cortex.
“There it is, that’s the goose that’s been harassing me!” Cortex said to Nina and Brio as he pointed at the goose. He snatched the ray gun from Nina, and pulled on the trigger…and nothing happened.
“Ray gun is one use only,” Nina stated to Cortex, after the goth girl had already used the ray gun on Dracula. The goose started honking, and Cortex started screaming, as the goose chased the evil genius away.
“Before anyone here says otherwise, I invented that goose…” Brio said to the others, like anyone cared. Soon Pit and Dark Pit showed up in the foyer, the former gasping when he saw a familiar face.
“Oh my goodness, it’s Bray Wyatt’s evil twin, the Fiend!” squealed Pit, as he ran up to the pixelated Fiend and hugged him. “I’m your number one fan!”
“That’s not his twin…” stated Dark Pit who, despite barely watching any wrestling, knew more about wrestling than Pit did. At least he knew that wrestling was fake.
Dark Pit: *looks back at Pit, who is hugging the Fiend, before looking at the camera* It’s great to see females who enjoy professional wrestling.
Rodin went to the fitness center to have his burn wounds healed by Leia. The weapons dealer sat in Leia’s office, still having a score to settle with Dracula.
“Hurry up with that ointment, Leia,” Rodin barked at the nurse, who was applying ointment to the weapons dealer’s skin. “Dracula is out there, I just know it!”
“Actually, Dracula’s already been taken care of,” stated Doc Louis, who was still in Little Mac’s body while waiting for his treatment. Little Mac was also there, in Doc Louis’ body. “Saw his body dragged across the floor!”
“Someone else did the dirty work for me? Dang, knew I shouldn’t have went easy on Dracula. Do Mario and Alucard know about this?”
“Know about-a what?” asked Mario, as he entered Leia’s office. But his voice didn’t come out from his mouth…instead, it came out of Alucard’s! “I heard-a Dracula’s name, did I not?”
“Watch the head, you’ll give me a concussion…” Alucard snapped on Mario, his voice coming out from Mario’s mouth. Seemed like Mario and Alucard switched bodies – but who was responsible.
“Hey, Little Mac, Doc Louis…I found the culprit,” alerted Zelda, entering the office and brushing Mario and Alucard to the side. Accompanying her was Manaphy. “Manaphy will swap your bodies back.”
“Can it do the same for us?” asked Alucard, refusing to be in Mario’s body any longer. Being on the short side was very bothersome to Alucard. “I simply cannot stay in this body any longer…”
“Honestly I’m-a fine the way I am,” shrugged Mario, earning himself a glare from Alucard. Mario must enjoy being tall, or at least of average human height.
“I’ll let Manaphy handle everything…” replied Zelda, allowing Manaphy to do its Heart Swap thing as the seafaring Pokemon’s antennae glowed pink.
“If I somehow end up in Doc Louis’ body because of that Pokemon, I’ll let my own father end me…” Alucard said to Doc Louis, shuddering to think what being inside a guy would be like. Alucard could retrieve Dracula, if he wanted to…
…all he had to do was just open up the coffin Master Hand placed Dracula in.