Kirby: Well, let's go!
Waddle Doo: I said I was taking a shower! Hint, Hint!
Chilly: Hmm, I think what Waddle Doo is trying to say is, that we should go back, and pack our stuff.
Waddle Doo: Well, that would be a good plan. But, what I meant is that you guys smell stinky.
Kirby: Oh, Okay then.......
-The gang goes to Kirby's house-
Kirby: So, we will need, glasses, and a Moustache. And some food too.
Chilly: Why a Moustache?
Waddle Doo: And why glasses?
Chilly: Oh no, he has that look on his face.
-Kirby puts the Moustache on Chilly, and puts the Glasses on Waddle Doo-
Waddle Doo: Why did you do this to us?
Chilly: I'm with Waddle Doo here.
Kirby: Well duh. There is Dark Matter gaurding that Space Ship.
Waddle Doo: What does that have to do, with putting glasses on me?
Kirby: They are going to think your salesman.
Chilly: How the heck will they fall for that?!
Waddle Doo: And why Salesman?
Kirby: They are stupid. And they hate Salesman for sure.
Chilly: Oh, I get the idea now.
Kirby: Well, looks like we have what we need. Let's go meet up with Marx and the rest!
-The three go back to Marx and the rest-
Rocky: Oh, you guys are back!!
Rainbirdon: What's with the.....
Chilly: We will explain later.
Waddle Doo: Can't we just tell them now, besides, we will be doing the plan right now.
Chilly: So, we are kinda dressed like Salesman, that will count as a distraction for the Dark Matter.
Marx: Oh, that makes total sense.
-The two go to the Space Ship and meet the Dark Matter-
Chilly: Um, would you like to, buy some of our, Cheese Nacho Cream Ice?
Waddle Doo: Made with 100% real cheese, nacho, cream, and ice!
Dark Matter: Um, I guess so...
Chilly: Great! Now your going to have to move over 100 feet!
Dark Matter: Okay then.
-Dark Matter moves 100 feet away-
Waddle Doo: The coast is clear!
Marx: Great! Let's go!
-The six go to the Space Ship-
Kirby: Let's get inside, shall we?
Chilly: What the heck? This looks so much like a train!
Waddle Doo: Maybe it's a Space Train!
Waddle Doo: It was really that bad of a joke?
Waddle Doo: Well, let's get inside, before this goes out of hand...
-And so they go inside the Space "Train"-
Kirby: Man, this thing is pretty hard to control....
Marx: Please, allow me.
-Marx drives the Space Ship-
Rainbirdon: With Marx's Space Ship skills, we will be catch up to Zero, In no time!!
Kirby: Looks, like we are almost there...
??????: NOT SO FAST!!!