Tarryn: Welcome to this first attempt at an actual fancfic…I just know this is gunna end well.

Adella: Welcome to OUR first attempt, lol. It's gunna be EPIC! ;)

Tarryn: Point taken. We wrote together! ^_^ Anyway we don't own Super Smash Brothers, or any Series that we are going to mention. OC signups below. Enjoy! :3

Adella: Yes indeed, we do not own any awesome game titles, but we do own this story. And I am pretty dang proud of it

At Smash Mansion – Third Person P.o.v

The distraught Master Hand looked around Smash Mansion, which had become very empty and messy as of late. All of the older Smashers had moved on from the Tournament, with happy couples getting together, and now, their children were ready to begin their own journey in the exciting world tournament; where new friendships were formed, the occasional romance brews, and drama always ensued. So Master Hand and his brother, Crazy Hand, were preparing the rooms for all of the new Smashers, and it was rather tedious work. But they were determined to make sure that the new Smashers feel at home, as this would be the first tournament in years, and none of them had come to Smash Mansion before.

If only the two had remembered to clean up in all that time!

"Crazy! Tell me why you haven't cleaned here all of this time?" Master Hand says, irritation flowing into his voice as he floats into Ike's old room, which had been burned to cinders because of Ike constantly practicing his signature move. Crazy Hand gave a gulp in reply. "Well bro, honestly, I haven't been here since you been, sorry." He says, rather calm for Crazy Hand. It was obvious that they were both sad. Because even though the Smashers had kept in touch, it was hard to think that they wouldn't have another tournament with them again. Master Hand hoped that having their kids in this new tournament would help ease it, for him and his schizoid of a brother. Besides, some of the Smashers had promised that they would judge the Tournament if their kids decided to join. Master Hand sighs, not bothering to reply, and snaps his fingers and makes the whole burned room remarkably better, the room no longer caving in on itself. Another snap and the room looked even better, no more black covered the room and there was a bed and curtains no longer torn and charred. Next, third time being the charm; the room became perfect and decorated sort of gender mutual for the new Smasher, not sure who would take this room.

Three hours of silence (and snapping) later, the rooms were complete and the mansion looked as if it had been cleaned every day since the last Tournament. "Okay Crazy, that's all of the rooms. You cleaned the Kitchen?"

"All Done!" Crazy said with a tone of excitement and pride in his voice. He did the thumbs up sign with his body, which was, in fact, a hand.

Master Hand nodded his approval, surprised at the fact that Crazy had done, well, anything.

"You cleared the walkway?" He inquired.

"Yes, I got it bro! You need to stop worrying; I did everything you told me." Crazy Hand tries to assure his brother, but to no avail.

"Did you send the invites to all of the new Smashers?"

For once, Crazy Hand grew quiet.

Master Hand sighed. Not sure whether to be glad that he actually didn't do something (Having him do something is just too weird.) or angry that he forgot to do the most important thing for the tournament to even happen. "Crazy, can't you ever do something right for once?" He asks, but his words were lost as Crazy Hand ran inside to make the letters.

Dear Bro or Sis Smasher,

We are sending you this letter because we would like to invite you to a new Tournament that we have made just for you! Your parents used to be in this epic thing called the Super Smash Brothers Tournament. It was very fun and they enjoyed it a lot, and we wanted to make a new Tournament, but this time it's for the kids of the Smashers, or you might be a special circumstance, in which case, you must be awesome! So, either way, this is a formal invitation for you to come to the new Tournament. We have a room ready for you.

Are you up to the challenge? Let's hope the answer is yes.

Signed,

Crazy Hand & Master Hand

After looking over the letter, Master Hand found that he was impressed. Crazy had actually written a decent letter that he wouldn't have to re-write again. With a snap of his fingers, at least 25 more letters appeared in front of him. Crazy danced around excitedly. "Oh, Oh! Let me do this!"He begs, Master Hand gave a slight shrug, and so Crazy Hand snaps his fingers, and the letters were addressed and stamped, the stamp having an explosion on it. Master Hand sighed, but left it alone for now, The letters had to be sent, and he faster they could get the show on the road, the better. With the next snap of Crazy's fingers, the letters disappeared, all going to the kids of the Original Smashers.

"Well, one thing's for sure, this year will definitely be different…" Master Hand murmured as he turned facing the large, yet empty, Great Room, which would soon be filled with…Master Hand gulped, his body soon froze with realization;

Teenagers.

Adella: This has been the first installation of a super smash sisters fic (aka Tarryn and I collaborating on a story and writing together) Private message tarryn with this info filled out to describe your OC

Tarryn: Right! Super Smash Sisters ^_^ Lol here's the Charrie Sheet.

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Age: (Should be between 13 and 18)

Parents: (Please make the OC a child of two of the smashers from the series!)

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Tarryn: Thanks for reading and submitting! First come, first served! R&R ^_^