What is a Mr. Saturn doing all the way in Happy Happy Village?
It was on one fateful morning, where a Mr. Saturn awoke, to find out that he had mail. Upon opening the letter, in bright yellow letters were the words, “You are invited to the Super Smash Brothers fighting tournament!” The Mr. Saturn’s eyes slightly widened. Super Smash Brothers? Fighting tournament? What was this craziness? There was no way that the Mr. Saturn could resist anything as mad as this. He decided that he should start a workout routine until then. Mr. Saturns were generally seen as weak, so this was a chance to prove that the species are capable of winning in battle. For the first part of his workout routine, the Mr. Saturn decided to go on a hike to Twoson and back. Eager to start his hike, the Mr. Saturn zoomed out of his house, accidentally letting a picture postcard fall to the ground in the process.
Nothing could stop the Mr. Saturn on his journey now. He plowed through all the sprouts and mushrooms that stood in his way. Upon reaching Twoson, the Mr. Saturn noticed an entrance to a cave off in the distance. Being the curious Saturn that he was, he investigated it. While inside the dark, dank cave, he was attacked by a few weirdoes in blue costumes. They were no match for the powerful Mr. Saturn of course. Upon reaching the exit of the cave, the Mr. Saturn was greeted by a town in blue. Saturn Valley was weird, yes, but this was just plain eerie. The Mr. Saturn was thinking of turning back when he was approached by a young blonde woman.
“Hi, would you be interested in purchasing a wonderful postcard of the gorgeous Happy Happy Village?”
The Mr. Saturn gave an awkward squirm.
“Do not want!”
The young woman gave the Mr. Saturn a look of suspicion.
“You do have money right?”
The Mr. Saturn wasn’t sure how to answer that question. He eventually decided that if he was to get mugged, he could fight the muggers off.
“Yes, do have!”
The young woman’s expression softened.
“That’s all right then. Would you be interested in purchasing the new top of the line demesne?”
“No, too not sure!”
The young woman wasn’t going to give up that easily.
“It comes with free crackers!”
The Mr. Saturn hopped up and down in joy.
“Yes, will buy now!”
The young woman gave a little smile.
“What a nice purchase. Now please fill out the bit about your credit card information and sign there on the dotted lines.”
The Mr. Saturn eagerly signed on the dotted lines, hoping that the purchase was worthwhile.
“Great,” said the young woman, “now here are your crackers!”
She tossed a packet of crackers at the Mr. Saturn.
“Aaand,” she continued, “here are the keys to your demesne over there!”
She tossed the keys and pointed to the house on the land the Mr. Saturn had just bought.
“’kay thanks bye!” She quickly dashed off.
Upon entering his new house, the tired Saturn decided that he could rest in here for the night. He hadn’t ever really been to any house, other than the ones in Saturn Valley so he decided that some indoor training couldn’t hurt. Plus he really liked the bright pink walls. With that said, the Mr. Saturn’s time in the house was meant to be for only a day. Having never experienced this sort of life style, the Mr. Saturn started spending more and more days indoors, and less and less time outdoors.
On one such day, a young fighter by the name of Ness entered the Mr. Saturn’s abode. Ness stared at the Mr. Saturn, with a look of curiosity etched on his face. The Mr. Saturn had heard about Ness from others in Saturn Valley via mail. They wrote of how Ness and his friends had liberated all the Saturns.
Not knowing what to say to the savior of the Saturns, the Mr. Saturn said, “Hi, you!” Ness looked at the Mr. Saturn with a bit of a confused look on his face.
“You fighting or not?”
The Mr. Saturn took a moment to think about his decision. Ness must’ve been sent to recruit him to the fighting tournament. It was definitely a thrilling new experience for a young Saturn but…
The Mr. Saturn noticed that Ness was holding a picture postcard. He slightly edged to the left to see that it was one of Saturn Valley. The Mr. Saturn’s whiskers drooped. How long had he been away from home for? He missed Saturn Valley, and all the other Saturns in it. How was he able to not notice the longing he had for home until now? He finally knew what he was going to say to Ness.
“Mr. Saturn fight never! Zoom! Go home now!” With that statement, the Mr. Saturn started his long trek back home.
It was on one fateful morning, where a Mr. Saturn awoke, to find out that he had mail. Upon opening the letter, in bright yellow letters were the words, “You are invited to the Super Smash Brothers fighting tournament!” The Mr. Saturn’s eyes slightly widened. Super Smash Brothers? Fighting tournament? What was this craziness? There was no way that the Mr. Saturn could resist anything as mad as this. He decided that he should start a workout routine until then. Mr. Saturns were generally seen as weak, so this was a chance to prove that the species are capable of winning in battle. For the first part of his workout routine, the Mr. Saturn decided to go on a hike to Twoson and back. Eager to start his hike, the Mr. Saturn zoomed out of his house, accidentally letting a picture postcard fall to the ground in the process.
Nothing could stop the Mr. Saturn on his journey now. He plowed through all the sprouts and mushrooms that stood in his way. Upon reaching Twoson, the Mr. Saturn noticed an entrance to a cave off in the distance. Being the curious Saturn that he was, he investigated it. While inside the dark, dank cave, he was attacked by a few weirdoes in blue costumes. They were no match for the powerful Mr. Saturn of course. Upon reaching the exit of the cave, the Mr. Saturn was greeted by a town in blue. Saturn Valley was weird, yes, but this was just plain eerie. The Mr. Saturn was thinking of turning back when he was approached by a young blonde woman.
“Hi, would you be interested in purchasing a wonderful postcard of the gorgeous Happy Happy Village?”
The Mr. Saturn gave an awkward squirm.
“Do not want!”
The young woman gave the Mr. Saturn a look of suspicion.
“You do have money right?”
The Mr. Saturn wasn’t sure how to answer that question. He eventually decided that if he was to get mugged, he could fight the muggers off.
“Yes, do have!”
The young woman’s expression softened.
“That’s all right then. Would you be interested in purchasing the new top of the line demesne?”
“No, too not sure!”
The young woman wasn’t going to give up that easily.
“It comes with free crackers!”
The Mr. Saturn hopped up and down in joy.
“Yes, will buy now!”
The young woman gave a little smile.
“What a nice purchase. Now please fill out the bit about your credit card information and sign there on the dotted lines.”
The Mr. Saturn eagerly signed on the dotted lines, hoping that the purchase was worthwhile.
“Great,” said the young woman, “now here are your crackers!”
She tossed a packet of crackers at the Mr. Saturn.
“Aaand,” she continued, “here are the keys to your demesne over there!”
She tossed the keys and pointed to the house on the land the Mr. Saturn had just bought.
“’kay thanks bye!” She quickly dashed off.
Upon entering his new house, the tired Saturn decided that he could rest in here for the night. He hadn’t ever really been to any house, other than the ones in Saturn Valley so he decided that some indoor training couldn’t hurt. Plus he really liked the bright pink walls. With that said, the Mr. Saturn’s time in the house was meant to be for only a day. Having never experienced this sort of life style, the Mr. Saturn started spending more and more days indoors, and less and less time outdoors.
On one such day, a young fighter by the name of Ness entered the Mr. Saturn’s abode. Ness stared at the Mr. Saturn, with a look of curiosity etched on his face. The Mr. Saturn had heard about Ness from others in Saturn Valley via mail. They wrote of how Ness and his friends had liberated all the Saturns.
Not knowing what to say to the savior of the Saturns, the Mr. Saturn said, “Hi, you!” Ness looked at the Mr. Saturn with a bit of a confused look on his face.
“You fighting or not?”
The Mr. Saturn took a moment to think about his decision. Ness must’ve been sent to recruit him to the fighting tournament. It was definitely a thrilling new experience for a young Saturn but…
The Mr. Saturn noticed that Ness was holding a picture postcard. He slightly edged to the left to see that it was one of Saturn Valley. The Mr. Saturn’s whiskers drooped. How long had he been away from home for? He missed Saturn Valley, and all the other Saturns in it. How was he able to not notice the longing he had for home until now? He finally knew what he was going to say to Ness.
“Mr. Saturn fight never! Zoom! Go home now!” With that statement, the Mr. Saturn started his long trek back home.
