Reploid Rampage

One lazy afternoon in Dream Land... Well, you should have known that wouldn't last.

"Guys! Guys! It's horrible! You won't believe what's happening! It's terrible! It's horrendous! It's, it's-"

"Wah! Rocky!"

"I am sometimes mischief! But, usually, just a rock."

"Oof! Old Rocky!"

"Ow! Blocky!"

"Ack! Gansan!"

"Uh... drain bamage..."

"Ugh... What's all this ruckus? Can't I get twenty-two hours of sleep like a normal person?"

"Yawn! I dunno. Waddle Dee was saying something, and then he started falling. Been doing it for a while now."

"Huh... Kinda weird. He's hit all the rocks except for the one all the way up there..."

"Why is this happening!? Gah!"

Splat!

"... Ugh... my everything..."

"So... what's up? You know, aside from a serious concussion."

"Oh, har-har."

"No, really. He's not joking. You were laying there for a day straight."

"Oh my! How did you know I wasn't dead?"

"You didn't burst into stars, so we just figured you were fine."

"Laying face first on the ground for hours without medical attention?"

"... Yeah."