Part 5

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Duck Hunt Dog: *zzz*

The puppy rolls over to Samus, setting off her (now) toy blaster.

Samus: AGH!

Duck Hunt Dog: *yipes*

The pup jumps in shock, landing on Palutena.

Palutena: Ah!

Duck Hunt Dog: Rrr!

The dog stumbles over Yuri, making hhim ready to cry at this point.

Duck Hunt Dog: *whimpers, ready to cry*

Sonic: Duck, don't cwy!

DHD: *cries like a baby*

Sonic cries as well, Falco cries inside his egg, and Cooking Mama tears up. At this point, Falco rolls over in his egg, bumping into Fox.

Fox: Huh?

Falco tries to spell something. "M, Y, N... M, I, E, N... M, I, N, D".

Fox: .."Mind"?

Falco spells another word without a second thought. "Y, E, E, A, S" Then that second thought came. "Y, E, S".

Cooking Mama: *giggles* Even bettew than Mama!

Falco falls asleep again, this time rolling onto Fox's back (and diapered rear, hidden by the green cargo shorts). Cooking Mama giggles once again.

Falco: *yawns, muffled speech ("Night night..."), and then snoring.*

Meanwhile, back with the Munchos and Captain Shnook...

Snax: This stinks! We're stuck in this cage, with no responding to the outside world! Could this day get any worse?

Berp: Hey, don't say that! Asking if this day will get worse will make it EVEN WORSE!

Vaka: Pssh, zat'z a myth.

Above the "Daycare Center", we see how the baking mix is made, with a Nixel Orchestra playing "Powerhouse".

Fuzer: FASTER NIXELS, FASTER!

A Nixel on second cello pulls his bow back, catching it on a string, and letting go. The bow hits a big flour sack that a nixel was carrying. The Nixels continue their music, uninterrupted.

Saltbaker: breathes in and out Ah, music to my ears!

Fuzer: You don't have ears.

Saltbaker: Right.

Back with the babies...

Fox: Guys, Fawco is twying to say something!

Falco: *muffled speech("Fox, I don't feew so sweww, I...can't..."), turns into muffled babbling*

Fox: ..You don't feel what?

Falco: *muffled speech ("abelubegebelaba...I want... my.. mama, adebuleeba!)*

Fox: Guys, he nee his mama!

Sonic: I don tink das wha Fawco was twying to say.

Banjo: Why no?

Falco: *muffled baby talk/chirping*

The egg attempted to roll over to Banjo.

Falco: *muffled chirping*

Banjo walks over to Falco.

(A/N: This chapter isn't done and will not be continued. Thank you for reading.)

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