Smash King24's Christmas Contest 2014


Captain Falcon sat at a lone desk in the middle of the mansion library scribbling some sentences down on a piece of paper. The room was dark, the only source of light being the small lamp the racer had sitting next to him.

"And then Lucina said, 'But my Captain Falcon! We cannot make love here under the mistletoe! Surely someone would see?' And then Falcon replied, 'Do not be afraid my dear. There is no man in this universe who can handle the erectness of my nipples.'" Falcon was happily mumbling to himself as he continued jotting down brilliant idea after brilliant idea. That is, until a certain tactician waltzed up to him out of the darkness.

"Falcon, what are you doing up at this hour?"

The F-Zero racer nearly jumped out of his skin as he scrambled to cover his papers from whoever was standing behind him.

"Oh, Robin!" cried Falcon in surprise. "Didn't know you were here, heheh. Uh… How long have you been standing there?"

"I just got here," replied the mage as he stepped into the light of the lamp. "I was just wondering what you were doing here. I never see you in the library, let alone at night when everyone is asleep."

"I, uh, do my best writing when I'm in a drowsy state!" exclaimed Falcon through lying teeth. "And also when there's no one else around."

"I see. Speaking of which, what are you writing anyway?"

"What this? It's just an entry for some crappy fanfiction contest I decided to sign up for, nothing important."

"Fanfiction, huh?" replied Robin curiously. "I've never seen you as one who read fanfiction."

"Yeah and I've never seen you as one to butt-in where he's not wanted but you don't hear me complaining about it…" muttered the racer.

"What was that?"

"Nothing! Um, look Robin. I'm kind of busy at the moment so would you mind… you know, leaving or something?"

"I will in a moment, Falcon. Right now, you've got me curious about this fanfiction contest. Would you mind telling me a bit about it?"

"Oh… Um, sure, why the hell not. So there's this guy who goes by the name of 'Smash King24' on the fanfiction dot net site. Apparently, he's hosting a Christmas contest for all of the Smash Bros. authors to see who can write the best Christmas story this year."

"That sounds interesting," muttered Robin. "Does he always do something like this?"

"He did back in 2009, but that was during the Brawl tournament when you and the other newcomers weren't around."

"So let me get this straight. All the authors have to do is write a Super Smash Bros. Christmas story and submit it for the contest and that's it?"

"Well, kind of," said Falcon as he tried to recall the specific rulings. "The contestants have to come up with a story that shows what the 'true meaning of Christmas is,' whatever the hell that's supposed to mean. There's also going to be prizes this year, which Smash said were going to be in the form of shiny Pokémon or something."

"Shiny Pokémon, huh," replied Robin as he put a hand to his chin. "I find it kind of odd how you of all people would want to join the contest then considering you don't own a 3DS or a copy of any of the 6th generation Pokémon games."

"Hey, watch it wise guy, the only reason why I'm in this at all is because I have a passion for writing!"

"Apparently…"

"Anyways, the deadline for signing up is December 7th, so if you wanna enter the contest there's still plenty of time. After signing up, you have from December 1st to December 24th to publish and complete your story. He also said something about the stories being judged by a small group of specific people, but he hasn't given away any of those details yet. It's still pretty early in the competition!"

"So what do I have to do to sign up for it?"

"Just send Smash King a PM, or just leave a review on one of his stories to let him know I guess," said Falcon casually. "He's pretty easygoing with that sort of thing, so don't worry if- HEY! Wait a second! Why the hell am I telling you all of this?"

Robin smirked, producing a few sheets of parchment and a quill from seemingly out of nowhere.

"I'm signing up for the contest," said the mage. "May the best author win!"

The tactician vanished into the darkness as quickly as he appeared, leaving Falcon all by his lonesome yet again. The racer stared at his mess of work in front of him before letting out a sigh.

"Dammit. What the hell did I get myself into…"


Author's Note: Come one come all to Smash King24's Christmas Contest 2014! I will be accepting applicants from November 15th to December 7th, so sign up while the seats are hot! You don't have to be the best writer in the world; you could just do it for fun! There is absolutely no downside to competing, so what have you got to lose? For more information, check my profile for announcements and contest rules. Hope to see you there!