I was hosting a party at my house and playing Super Smash Bro. Melee with my friends when my sister said "Bro! Another one of your stupid friends is here!" Well this was impossible because all my friends were already here. The "friend" knocked on my bedroom door and when I answered I encountered not thousands, not even hundreds, but 1 Mega, super dooper Ninja! He knocked me to the ground, grabbed my GC and threw it out the window where it got hit by a truck, then another truck, then that truck backed up and hi it again, then a tank rolled over it, then a plane dropped a bomb on it, then the fat kid next door curled up armadillo style and rolled over it, then a dog came over and pissed on it. Horrified, I punched the Ninja in the nose and he fled. I asked my friends to wait here while I went to get another GC. When I got to the mall to my shock I saw the Ninja taking the last GC off the shelf. I ran over and tried to take the GC out of his arms. Our strength was equal so we both agreed that we needed to settle this in the most appropriate place, the food court. The Ninja drew his sword and I drew my pickle as we both charged at each other! The Ninja threw his shiriken while I threw my vacuum cleaner bombs! The food court was being torn to pieces, but we weren't getting anywhere. We both fled to our bases, the Ninja took over Taco John's while I had Subway for lunch, then took it over. We then called our respected armies, The Mega, super dooper Ninja called his Ninjas while I called my pirate buddies. Swords were clashed! blood was spilled! The fallen lie on the floor motionless. Along those fallen was the Mega, super dooper Ninja, stabed in the heart with my pickle. I thanked my pirate friends and they left as I calmly bought another GC. And so my anxious friends and I had a wondrous SSBM tournament.