This is the final chapter! By now no one remembers anything from the previous chapters! But I wanted to finish it anyway.

Peach led the Smashers into the entrance hall. Someone snuck into a closet at the last second, “I’ll go investigate this!”

Opening the closet a polar bear came out and attacked Peach.

Peach died.

“AH! I thought she was The Savoir of The Mystery©!” cried Pit.

“Now who will lead us to the conclusion… if she was telling the truth?” asked Pikachu.

Link, unfazed, left the entrance hall into a lounge. He stared at a painting for a long time, then searched a nearby sofa for loose change, “Federal notes, federal notes…” chanted Link hopefully, then went into a vision.

Peach was in front of a black backdrop,

“A word is dead

When it is said,

Some say.

I say it just

Begins to live

That day.”

Link then found himself in an all-blue colored room with blue lights. He was sitting in a chair; two others and a coffee table were across from him.

In the other two seats were Toad and Sonic. On the table was the blueberry pie slice, the floor had a modern art styled pattern of pies.

“Is this, like, the pie room?” Link joked, snickering uncontrollably.

“Link. I have answers.” Toad stated,

Link continued to snicker.

“I SAID I HAVE ANSWERS,” Toad yelled, calling attendance to Link immediately.

“Are you Sonic?” Link asked.

“Duh?” Sonic replied, annoyed,

The shadow of a rabbit floated across them.

“Are you the pie slice?” he asked.

Pie doesn’t talk.

“Link, Pie doesn’t talk. That was one of the answers,” Toad said.

“Who killed you or something?” Link asked Sonic.

“My name is” the sound of the scary voice resonating from the pie sent Link hiding behind the chair and peering at the dessert, “And I will kill again. Ike died but I didn’t do it.” A giant fork crashed through the roof.

Link woke up, then screamed as he was suffocating from his head being stuck in between cushions.

“Pie doesn’t talk!” Link stated excitedly as he reentered the room with the others in it.

“We already knew that.” Pikachu said,

“Yeah well some people like me didn’t know this information, jerk,” Spoke Lucas.

“I had a vision; I was in this room that I think represented the pie. Sonic was there because I guess he got killed. Kind of Ike too I think? Toad said what I first said, then there were other things and a killer will kill again or something.” Link added,

“Why aren’t psychic people getting this?” Ness asked angrily.

Then an evacuation siren sounded and the ground shook.

A knock came from the front door.

“Who is it?” Pit asked. The knocks came harder, “I SAID WHO IS IT. Fine come in! Loser…”

Daisy walked in with a bag in one hand and a log in the other.

“Hey sorry I’m too days late for the party but I brought cherry pie! How’s it going?” Daisy asked happily.

“Three people are dead and some mystical crap is happening.” Fox said,

“Oh really?” laughed Daisy.

Later…

DeDeDe came down the stairs and observed the scene before him.

Everyone was eating pie again.

Link came into the room, “I know who did it! Before the party Peach ate a dog, and some French-fries! Mario thought it was horrible that she ate French fries… the cellar and the rabbit hole… the numbers 18, 15, and 2! Marth had steam come from his hands from holding the hot potato too long. That symbolizes his guiltiness! The shattered glass at the beginning, that symbolizes his failed plans!” Link screamed, pointing an accusing finger of justice at the culprit.

“C’mon why don’t you have some pie?” asked Pit to Marth.

“Uh… FINE! I didn’t finish off the pie…” confessed Marth, “I don’t like blueberry pie. So I only ate half, then sneakily set it down somewhere. Later on I’d point out the slice so no one would suspect me…” He then broke down crying.

“Oh. I thought it was me…” Link spoke, lowering his finger from his face.

“Well. Since Marth figured out the mystery he gets the reward!” DeDeDe cheered, “Your prize is-”

The count down on the coffin in the basement reached zero and the castle blew up.

Seventeen years later, Kirby is now a corporate master and secretly does street stuff.

“So what is this meeting about?” asked a businessman at the table.

“Well,” began Kirby. Suddenly a giant ham attacked the city.

THE END

Ooh what did that last scene symbolise? Probably nothing. Or maybe? No. Or just maybe? Review.