Disclaimer: I don't own super smash brothers, and if I did, I would be stinky rich.

Mom: happy birthday, my little 6 year old shnooky-poo.

Eitan: mom! I'm not 6 any more. I'm 13.

Mom: but you're still my little boy! And as she says that she gives him a suffocating bear hug.

Eitan: so mom, where are my presents?

Mom: you selfish little brat! Can't you wait until cake time! Mom occasionally had some mood swings.

Eitan: what type of cake is it?

Mom: well dear, it's a corn cake! It's yum-yum good!

Eitan: mmm. yum yum. he of course said this sarcastically.

Mom: now it is cake time! Yay!!!!! I love cake time, don't you, dear!!!

Eitan: especially corn cake. sarcastically again.

Mom: I got you this gamesquare thing with a hyper crash sisters 2 game inside.

Eitan: it's a gamecube and super smash brothers game. But thank you anyway.

Mom: I don't care what the game is called, you stupid boy!!!

Mom: oh flapjacks, I'm late for work!!! Seeya, honey!!!

As Eitan installed the game, a bright light came out of the screen.

Eitan: what the.? Where am I?

Phoodooman: so what do you think? It's my first story, so flame away!!!! Review please.