(Mega Man sleeps in his bed, and Guts Man rubs him.)
Guts Man: Mega Man.
(Mega Man kept sleeping, and Guts Man slowly tickles his head.)
Guts Man: Wake up, sleepy head. Wake up!
(Guts Man bangs Mega Man's head, and Mega Man freaks out.)
Mega Man: BEES!! BEES!! AAHH!! BEES!! BEES!!
Guts Man: Relax, relax, relax. It's your friend, Guts Man.
Mega Man: Oh, god. Your breath smells terrible. And we're not friends.
Guts Man: Oooh. We're not, eh? I kidda thought we had somethin' special from here. See when I'm friends from the fun.
Mega Man: Uh, it's different. Because, we, uh-- No, no. We're--we're friends. We're, uh, pretty good friends.
Guts Man: Hmch, yeah. Best friends.
Mega Man: Why are you in my house?
Guts Man: Your next target was spotted at the bar, just a few minutes ago. This might be our only chance to hab him, and your bestest friend in the whole wide world Guts Man is comin' with ya'. I know just how to handle this.
(Screen cuts into the bar, and everyone yells when Guts Man's drinking a big glass of beer.)
Mega Man, Glass and everyone: Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug.
(Guts Man begins to drop the glass.)
Glass: N-no! AAAAAAA--!!
(Guts Man smashes the glass on the ground. Everyone stops cheering for three seconds, and then everyone cheers.)
Mega Man and everyone: YEAAAAAAH!!
(Everyone walks away.)
Guts Man: (speaks to everyone) Thank you, thank you. Heh, heh. (speaks to Mega Man) Psst. That's our man, right over there. See when they're work?