Island of the Ancients (Super Smash Bros. Brawl)

AM: <I have no idea what you're talking about.>

*TK2's Heroes (Optimus Primal, Dinobot, Buffy Summers, Hank Summers, Cynder, Dawn Summer, Xander Harris, Willow Rosenberg, Chick Hicks, Lightning McQueen, James P. Sullivan and Michael Wazowski and also Cheetor (recently revived)) Have joined Karasz Heroes plus Olimar on the Quest, following them. Not only them, Powser, Victoria and ROBert as well.*

Victoria: Alright.

Powser: Lets do it.

ROBert: <LETS KICK SOME SUBSPACIAN BUTT!!>

Model 0209: <Really? If I opened a cage, that would sort of stick out in my memory. But if you don't want to talk, that's fine. I'm sure Tabuu would be very interested to hear of your... weakness, shall we say.>

Olimar:...Who ARE all of you people?
Meanwhile, the AM sighs.
AM: <What do you want?>

*Model 404 suddenly heads to the room TK2's characters, and Olimar are in for no apparent reason.*

Model 0209: <Merely an explanation will suffice for now. But just an explanation would be letting you off easy, so know that I will later come to claim the rest of what you... owe, I assume.>

AM: <I saved them because they need to stop Tabuu.>

Model 0209 would smile if he could.
Model 0209: <How very interesting.>
Model 0209 wheels off.

The AM watches this.

A generic R.O.B. rolls up to the Ancient Minister.
Generic R.O.B.: <You know, I'm not quite sure what Models 1504, 5641, and 3972 did that was so wrong that 0209 wants to destroy them.>

AM: <Do you know where he put them?>

Generic R.O.B.: <In a supply closet outside Bay 4. Why?>

AM: <I need to go interrogate them.>
The AM slides off.

N. Gin: THE PARTY IS TOTALLY CROWDED!!

Crunch: I can't work like this!

Crash: Dabahad!

Cortex: OK! *to ToonKing2's characters* What's the big idea?! We didn't even call for backup. And we don't even know you morons!

At the same time, Model 0209 takes a different route towards the supply closet at Bay 4.

*Model 404 reaches the room with Olimar, Karasz's and TK2's Characters.*

Olimar sees Model 404.
Olimar: Oh, dear.
Meanwhile, the AM reaches the closet.

The models in the closet turn back on and open the door, tumbling out (it was a tight fit).

*Model 404's right eye twitches, then he wheels towards the group.*

Crash: Eh?

Coco: Does anyone know what's up with that?

*Model 404 grabs Crash and stuffs him inside a bag.*

Coco: HEY! That's my brother you snatcher!! *Punches 404*

Cortex: Actually, I'm thinking of hiring a new ally!

*Model 404 shoots a laser at Coco in response to the punch.*

The AM looks down at the models.

The models get up and look at the AM.
Model 1504: <Yes, sir?>