(i did...but u already know that...)
kirby was angry that cpt. falcon had punched him...so the little pink hero of popstar decicded to go looking for him...he needed a snack anyways..
(ok hopefully im meta knight too, so here goes)
meta knight flew into melee town..he spotted kirby being punched by a weirdo in a purlpe garb and a rubbish looking helmet..he shrugged in mid fligh and flew into the stands, hovering above the rest of the crowed..
It was a long and sweaty journey from the concession stand all the way to the stands. Not exactly long perse' but definitely sweaty. Mainly because Wario had just bought food for watching the finals what most people usually buy to feed their families for a week. He carried all of the boxes of crackerjacks, the hotdogs, cheeseburgers, and disgusting excuses for food stacked high on top of each other, as he made his way through the crowd of people. He swayed back and forth unbalanced, and the tall tower of food blocked many peoples vision.
"YOU! DOWN IN FRONT! GET THE HECK OUT OF THE WAY!" Some fans began shouting and throwing things at Wario. He started to sweat even more as the projectiles began piling ontop of his already highly stacked piles. Then, it was TOO heavy. The food came crashing down, and splattered all over himself, section C, and unfortunately, the passing Princess Toadstool.
The slap mark on Wario's cheek was still glowing red as he made his way to his seat....the nosebleed section. The combatants looked like small black specks from his perspective, and wario whipped out some binoculars, a bag of popcorn, and sat his oversized rear on the collapsable chair. His shirt lifting over his outie belly button, he dug in.
"COME ON!!! FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!! WAAA!!!" Wario screamed through a mouth ful of fried chicken.
It would be a long night!