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Oh Chrom... that stupid but lovable king of Ylisse just loved female hedgehogs and fishsticks. But among the girly hedgehogs, the one he liked the most... was one perky one with a big hammer (for you) named Amy Rose.
Chrom: There's a reason I brought you to this place, my love.
Amy: Ooh... is it because it's romantic?
Chrom has managed to reserve a table at the restaurant in Delfino Plaza for him and Amy, with them being inside a room that got a good view of Isle Delfino, with it being night as Chrom had several plates full of fish sticks. Amy blushed as she was wearing her most fancy red dress.
Amy: Chrom, maybe we should take this a bit slowly...
Chrom: (grabs Amy's hands) You're right, we should be considerate of what we're doing. After all, look at them!
Chrom then grabbed a fishstick and used it to point it at several other couples nearby, with a few of them being quite a surprise. Space Ghost and Uncle Grandpa were already kissing, with Darth Vader and Dry Bowser looking deeply into each other, though it's more likely that they were both drunk off their asses.
"You have... the most purest of eyes..." Darth Vader whispered to Dry Bowser, slowly rubbing his boney skin.
Dry Bowser murmured as he enjoyed the sound of Darth Vader's breathing. "Your voice is deep and threatening. I enjoy it."
"Oh, how would you like a good taste of my destructo ray...?" Space Ghost teased as he rubbed his left hand on Uncle Grandpa's chest.
"Oh, go ahead. Make my good morning." Uncle Grandpa insisted seductively, raising his eyebrows.
Amy blushed as she and the others watched Space Ghoat and Uncle Grandpa mess around on the table, with Chrom rubbing several fishsticks as he was getting a bit excited from this bizarre scene, with Amy turning back to the king of Ylisse, placing both of her hands on his face.
"Chrom, why don't you make like Google and put your chrome fishstick in me?" Amy suggested as she wanted to spend more quality time with Chrom.
Chrom's eyes widened with happiness as he shoved the fishsticks down his mouth, gulping down as he placed his chrome hands on Amy's shoulders, making the pink hedgehog shiver in glee. "It would be... my pleasure."
Arceus, who was watching all of this from the Hall of Origins, chuckled as he was drinking a cup of tea, enjoying this. "Oh, things are about to get interesting..." He was then suddenly bombarded by falling fishsticks from the sky.
This was one hell of a night, I tell you hwat.