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Thomas, je les ai trouvés.
Parfait. Alright, everyone, are you ready?
Follow us, but don’t make any noise!
…What are we doing again?
I’m not sure exactly, just follow along!
I’ll be as sneaky as a mouse!
The squid girls just started jammin’ on the decks, that’ll be easier!
So, may I finally know what this ridiculous charade is about?
*Meanwhile, in the kitchen.*
WRRRRRRRRRRRRRRight! That’s the way!
YOU SHOWED ME THE WAY.
*clank clank clank clank clank clank*
Ha ha ha… blimey, I never thought it’d be this fun havin’ a mate to make the meals with. You’re a bloody goofball, you know?
YEAH… THIS IS A LOT MORE FUN THAN I WAS EXPECTING.
*On top of the roof at the Gaylord Hotel which has been decked out with a dancefloor, bar, and multiple places to lounge. Almost all of the contestants and a few guests are standing in front of an empty stage.*
So, the hell are we standing around here for again?
Meowth requested all of us to be here Mr. Levine, don’t you remember?
Oh yeah… well, the cat better hurry the hell up. I’m freezing up here.
Hey, don’t worry Adam. I bet that cat’s getting everything in order, he’ll be out soon!
Excuse me, Mr. Williams… Is it just me, or do your team members appear to be missing?
Oh yeah, they seem to have vanished… where did they go?
*Wario and Waluigi arrive at the conference room, noticing that nobody else has appeared yet.*
Eh?! What’s the deal here, I thought you said that meeting with those Nintendrones would be happening right now!
They should be here, I wrote down the meeting on this handkerchief!
See, it says “Meeting at Conference Room after KFAD win.”
Uhhhh…. Waluigi… how old is that note?
I’ve had it in my pocket since we came here, why are you asking?
*A conference room in the Gaylord Hotel, before the semifinals.*
Alright everyone, Reggie will be here any second!
Waaaaaah, we already waited here long enough! You still have any donuts for the wait, stinky?
I do not think it is wise to ask this question to Mr. Trinen. It may lead to another circular argument.
Thank you, Geno, but I’ll let it slide for this one. Besides, you already ate them all, Wario.
*The Gaylord Hotel’s night bar, before the semifinals. Mariya is sitting in a chair with a glass of wine.*
Hello, Ms. Mariya! May I join you?
Oh, hello! You’re the rhythm girl, aren’t you? I hear you’ve had a bit of a rocky path this tournament!
Haha, I suppose so! My name is Hakuko, nice to meet you!
Hakuko? Such a lovely and fitting name for a girl all about rhythm!
Thank you, Ms. Mariya, you have a beautiful name too!
*It’s one day before the finals. Piccolo is sitting in his office, hopelessly looking through papers, brainstorming ideas of any other possible way to cure Goku’s Ligma virus.*
I can’t believe it. After all this damn work, all this time with my medical degree, and yet I fucking lost to a literal virus! How am I gonna tell Goku that I failed him? If a daily dose can’t cure him, what could?! THIS IS BULLSHIT! Kami, Nail, I know you don’t want to interrupt this, but could you at least give me some advice, I have no idea what to do here! (Sorry man, I really don’t know what to say.) (You will have the find that answer yourself, Piccolo.) GOD DAMNIT, WHERE?!?! WHERE COULD I POSSIBLY FI-
God damnit, is this thing broken? I don’t even have any patients right now.
*The cafeteria, before the semifinals. Adam is sitting at a table eating by himself.*
Staaand up and maaan up! The one time it’s cool to fall! In looove…
Pharrell Goddamn Williams. What do you want?
Nothin’ much, I just wanted to chat with the face of one of the greatest bands in the world! You don’t mind, do you?
I do mind. Actually, I’m not hungry anymore. I’m gonna go.
… [You feel intimidated, but confident.]
Hey, it’s you. What are you doing here?
He’s gonna eat with us. You know him?
I’ve always lived my life in fantasy
No chance to take, no heart to break
But now you take my hand and
you make me understand
that two dreams, can join together.
*Mariya sits by herself aimlessly playing chords on a guitar. Her final battle begins soon.*
Yo, yo! So this is what the girl in white does late at night when everybody else is sleepin’!
Oh, hello Professor! Just… taking some time for myself.