Golf Ball, Tennis Ball, and TV emerged from the underground factory to see an enormous building in front of them, bigger than any of them had ever seen. A large line of objects, contestants of BFB and recommended characters alike, was outside a doorway which was slowly letting them inside. "...when did THIS get here?" Golf Ball asked out loud, bewildered. "And why are there so many recommended characters?"

"Looks like Pie executed her job well," TV mused. "Let's head inside. I think the games are about to start!" He led them over to a side door labeled VIP only and unlocked it.

They walked through a mess of support beams and up several stairs before emerging into an incredible scene. Countless objects, taking up just as many seats which all surrounded a circular arena floor at ground level. The arena seemed to be split into five sections - one with lots of water and ice, another with rocks and stone, a third with lusciously green grass and vines twisting around golden trees, a fourth with metal scrap dotted around the ground, and the final section filled with what looked like floating boxes made of plastic. All sections were the same size, except for the last one, which looked to be about three times larger.

A booming voice suddenly rose from speakers places all over the area. "WELCOME," it shouted, "to the MIIIIIIIIND GAAAAAAAMES!"

Two raised platforms with small booths in the stadium seats housed three objects total - Puffball and 8-Ball together in one, sharing a microphone, and Saw in the other, without a mic. "I'm Puffball!" Puffball continued enthusiastically into her mic. "And these are my co-commentators, 8-Ball and Saw. Together, we'll be commentating during this wonderful event!"

"I can't wait to get this started," 8-Ball said, sounding as monotone as ever but with a smile on his face. "Puffball and I put a lot of work into this event, as well as several others. To all the familiar and unfamiliar faces in the crowd, I hope you all enjoy. Saw, would you care to recap what's actually going to happen here?"

"Of course!" Saw yelled. Despite not having a microphone, her voice was just as loud as the others, due to her power. "Recently, some of the objects who compete in BFB have received cool new powers. EEIGHT-Ball and Puffy-"

"Don't call me Puffy!"

"-along with a few others, identified seven contestants with 'mind-over-matter' powers. Those seven have agreed to duel it out in this awesome arena here for fame and glory! I'm a little jealous, actually."

"The competitors should be here in a few minutes," 8-Ball finished. "We're just waiting for the last of the invitees to enter their seats."

Down in the seats, Stapy hopped over to Pillow and claimed the empty seat next to her. "Finally! A familiar face. I was getting lost in the sea of recommended characters. Some of these guys are really weird, too!"

"We're all weird in our own ways."

Stapy heard a crunch and glanced over at her. She was holding a small bag. "What are you eating?"

"Peanuts. I got them from some object selling snacks. I'd offer you some, but I already know you'd decline."

"Your seer abilities are-"

"Creepy, I know."

"Actually, wait. Why are you here? Don't you already know what the outcome is?"

Pillow swallowed and popped another peanut into her mouth. "Possibly. But there's lots of chaos in the future, due to the fight; that makes my vision a little fuzzy. Anything can happen, after all." She raised another peanut to her eye, then tossed it away. "Eh. That one's rotten."

"How do you-"

"I saw myself spitting it out a few seconds ahead."

Stapy gave her a weird look.

"Iiiiiiiisss everyone ready??" Puffball's loud voice suddenly echoed around the arena. The crowd cheered. "Then it's time to introduce our competitors!"

One of three doors in the wall next to the floating plastic box section opened up. "First up is a member of the largest alliance in BFDI, a follower of an infamous writing utensil, and - if you get on her wrong side - she can be a bit... fiery. It's MATCH!!"

Match stepped out of the doorway and waved at the crowd cheering for her. "WOOOO!! YOU GO, GIRL!!" Pencil shouted particularly loudly from the stands.

The woodsicle leaned backwards and pointed her hands into the sky, sending forth a ferocious blast of fire from her fingers. The crowd gasped, then broke into applause. Match bowed dramatically.

"Next up," 8-Ball said as the door in the overgrown section opened. "Another original BFDI contestant, he's been known to be quite the scaredy cat for most of his competing career. But recently he's become braver and braver, even managing to score a win against the team with the longest winning streak in BFDI history... it's Woody!"

The balsa stepped outside. It was obvious that he was nervous about the event, but he did his best to head forwards into the arena. He was back to normal size - his nature growth powers applied to wood as well.

Saw cleared her throat. "Thirdly, we have a newbie, only having competed in BFB so far. She's kind, supportive, and - contrary to popular belief - smart. Her literal insides may be yucky, but her figurative inside is quite nice. It's the one and only Barf Bag!"

Barf Bag crossed her arms as she entered the arena, walking onto the wooden dock that spanned the watery section. "I don't see why she had to accentuate that I'm filled with vomit," she muttered unhappily. But she pushed that aside for the moment and raised her arms, summoning water from below her to form into a floating ball. The crowd was impressed.

"My turn again!" Puffball took the stage. "This next competitor is quite the controversial one. She's the whole reason we're here, in fact - BFDI would have only had one season if she hadn't stolen Dream Island in the season one finale! You all know her, you all love her... or do you? Introducing, LEAFY!"

Another door in the wall of the floating box section opened up. Nobody came out for several seconds. "Erm..." Saw said. "Where is she?"

"Right here!" a voice shouted. Everyone looked up to see a green lemon leaf gliding through the air elegantly. She twirled and spun before landing on the ground with a flourish, buffeting the surroundings with a large gust of air. A large section of the crowd clapped happily.

8-Ball again. "Impressive entrance. I wonder if whoever's next can top that. Speaking of... this guy is quite the fun-lover, always teasing his friends and threatening to blow his teammates to smithereens. He has an addiction to metal forks as well, which is quite convenient for him, seeing as he can manipulate magnetic fields to his advantage. Please welcome Gelatin to the arena!"

A green glob of jelly sauntered out of his doorway in the metal scrap section, looking as confident as ever. He raised his hands, and several lumps of scrap raised with them. He spun them around in loop-de-loops before finally setting them down again.

"Only two left, folks!" Saw. "Like Gelatin, our next contestant is also from Team Ice Cube! Unlike Gelatin, however, he's much more level-headed, and much less fun-loving. He was once the host for a few episodes before retiring, due to having the Factor of Four within him. Back then, he had control over the game. Now, he has control over everything... with telekinesis! It's, of course, Donut!"

Almost reluctantly, Donut exited his spot under the stands and onto the floating box section, where Match and Leafy also resided. While the crowd cheered as usual, he glanced over to Gelatin, who shot a finger gun at him. "Sup, Jelly D. Ready to lose to me?"

The pastry simply rolled his eyes in response as Puffball began to introduce the last competitor. "And finally, we have a member of my own team coming up... finally. Yes, I said that twice. This one's known for his love of eating dirt. Now he gets to control dirt! And rock. And earth in general. Marker, come on out!"

A small explosion of dirt... well, exploded from the earthy section as Marker emerged from the ground like a mole. He then moved the rock with his mind and quickly fashioned a crude statue of himself out of it, getting many spouts of laughter and applause from the crowd.

"Hey, I didn't know Marker was competing in this!" Stapy said excitedly. "Go, Marker!"

"You could have asked me," Pillow commented.

"Shush."

8-Ball cleared his throat into the microphone. "As you can see, the arena is split into five separate sections - one being bigger for Donut and Leafy to throw around plastic boxes with, and the others themed to fit the other competitors' powers. We've tried to make this fight as balanced as possible. Now for the rules: there are none! As long as the audience doesn't get harmed, anything goes in this fight. Last object standing, be that 'still conscious' or 'still alive,' wins."

"Gosh, I'm getting so giddy!" Saw voiced. "I can already tell that this battle is going to be grEIGHT!"

"I feel ya, Saw." Puffball shook herself around. "Now, ARE WE READY??"

The crowd roared affirmation.

Down in the arena, Leafy smiled a big smile. "Good luck, everybody! May the best object win!"

"Right back atcha, Leafster," Gelatin agreed. Woody smiled as well, a small one.

Puffball grinned evilly. "Three... two... one..."

She paused, and all the competitors tensed. "...BEGIN!!"