Super Smash Bros. Ultimate - 26 - World of Light (Proof of Courage)

*Read description first* The group exited the power plant, now that Pichu was awakened and led them to wherever he wanted. He at first was a bit too nervous with the responsibility, but he ultimately came to the conclusion it was sort of fun to be followed around by people not wanting to catch him. He giggled many times just thinking about it. "This is so degrading to me," Lucario commented. "Oh, quiet, you. He's far more approachable than a barking dog without a leash," C. Falcon said. He earned a growl from Lucario...and a dull stare from the dog and duck duo. "I didn't mean you two. You're alright." They nodded in appreciation, but Lucario only growled louder. Pichu wanted to rub it in on Lucario's nose, but he did not want to earn his ire more than he did. "Let's go over there!" he suggested while walking west of the long highway. Pichu exceeded many egotistical fighters' expectations by winning a few battles. From one battle, he set free a Spirit who was able to come back to his original living form: old war hero Inkling Cap'n Cuttlefish. "The Octarians are coming! THE OCTARIANS ARE COM-!" He had revived and resumed the exact moment he had been turned into Spirit dust, only to realize he was now staring at a group of misfits. He coughed awkwardly. "Oh... The Octarians are coming?" he said confusedly. "Oh no, no. It's not Octarians this time," the Inkling Girl said. "O-oh, Agent 3!" Cuttlefish said, saluting. "Thank the squid gods you are fine! Perhaps hope isn't lost yet!" "I'm disturbed you even know it's me without my gear on..." "These eyes recall every soldier of the New Squidbeak Splatoon. You can't hide your true freshness from me!" the captain said. "Anyway, Agent 3. You're surely on a journey to defeat the Octarian-looking monster. I shall aid your little platoon of non-Inklings by training your long-departed Spirits by teaching them the Land Style! A forgotten style that helped Inklings win the Great Turf War!" "...Did it now?" "Er, maybe. My memory's fuzzy," the captain admitted. "I would aid you, but these bones can't kelp up with ya. I have faith in your tentacles to win this strange war!" After saying good bye to the shivering old captain, the group went east, where they retraced their steps in the abandoned city up north and walked inside a stadium. The stadium housed a possessed body standing in the middle of a large boxing ring. It was Little Mac's body. "Guess it's my turn now," Little Mac said. Pichu gulped. "O-oh, why Little Mac's body? He's so deadly on the ground and faster than me! I won't be able to beat his body!" he complained. "Nope," Bowser commented. "You're toasted, little mouse." "Bowser!" Marth scolded. Bowser just grunted. "Pichu, if you feel like you can't take him on, let someone else do it." (continued on comments)