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It is my first fan fiction, and if this one does well, not my last. Please read and review; criticism is welcome. Enjoy!

It was a peaceful day in the Smash Mansion, well, as peaceful as it gets.

Zelda's POV

"Toon Link; no shooting arrows in the house!" Zelda said in an almost motherly yet scornful tone.

He jumped onto the counter, Ness and Popo following, onto Kirby's head, from one arm of the couch to the other, and through the open window. He stuck out his tongue, shooting an arrow aimlessly, nearly missing Peach in the kitchen. The trio ran through the courtyard and to the gates. Ness threw them open and they ran out into the town.

"You are going to be in big trouble when you get home!" Zelda hollered from the door to the mansion. In the distance, she heard them laughing.

"What are we ever going to do?" She placed a hand on her forehead, too stressed to think about it.

Zelda was like a mother to the children of the Smash universe. She cooked, cleaned their rooms, planned birthday parties, and even told stories to them. As much as she enjoyed this, it made her schedule very tight, juggling her royal duties of Hyrule and her duties of the Smash realm. The situation could be worse, right?

Yes, it can. As the next tournament arrives, so do its new competitors. She was in charge of sending out letters to everyone who applied and making sure it said the right thing, like if they were accepted or not. Hey, that's the life of a princess.

Ness' POV

"Good one, Toon!" Popo cheered.

You see, the boys had just pulled one of their novelty pranks. This time, Marth was the victim. Toon Link had bombarded him with so many arrows that he was stuck to the wall. Then, Ness caught his 'precious' hair on fire. This in turn was the worst of things because Marth was just tall enough to let the flames lick the ceiling. The ceiling caught on fire, thus they were caught in the act. Popo had gone along for the ride; he always did.

Ness tried to convince Lucas to join them on various occasions, but Lucas was, to say it politely, a chicken. What made this more apparent was the fact that Lucas preferred to play with the Pokemon rather than other people. Ness didn't mind though, he preferred not to bring along something to get in the way.

"What to do now?" Ness wondered.

"Why not eat some donuts; that solves every problem?" Toon Link yelled accidently.

"Sure!" Ness commented.

"I don't know. I just had a pretty big lunch, so-." Popo added.

"You're loss, but we don't need an hour explanation." Toon Link said with exasperation.

"I'm going to sit right here while you guys do that." He plopped down on a nearby bench.

The two boys walked over to a stand, Toon Link pulling out his leather wallet.

"Hey boys! What can I get for you?" A Hammer Bro asked, smiling at them.

"I would like that donut." Toon Link pressed his face to the glass, pointing at a jelly donut that looked like a mushroom power-up.

"And you?"

"I want-." Ness suddenly was rained down on by ice-cold water.

"He'll take a towel." Lucas laughed after hopping down from atop the stand.

"I would beat you to a pulp if you weren't my friend." He glared at said friend. "I'll take a blueberry muffin please."

The Hammer Bro passed the boys their treats over the counter. Toon Link gave him eight coins and then joined Popo. As they were walking over to the bench, Ness pushed Lucas into the fountain.

"Much better."

Sonic's POV

Sonic had been in the plaza where the boys were, talking with Falco and Pokémon Trainer. All of them were laughing at the kids. Such a nice day was great for pranking, so the children celebrating the wonderful weather with jokes was entertaining.

"Has there ever been a day where those boys haven't been mischievous?" Sonic wondered.

"How would I know? I've only been here as long as you have." Red replied and shrugged his shoulders.

"Not likely; those kids are always up to no good. But who cares as long as it's funny." Falco commented. "Hey, have you read the newspaper lately? Did you see some of the people that were accepted? It is absurd! Some of these people are utterly useless!"

"No, who?" Sonic leaned way over to look at the paper Falco was holding.

"Charizard… but he's taking your place Red. Sorry, mate."

"I chose not to join this year. Last year was so tiring. Plus, I have more Pokemon to catch for Prof. Oak."

"Well, I haven't even bothered to reapply, so who knows if I'll make the final cut. Hey, Mega Man is coming! He's not even from around here!"

"Neither am I nor Snake. Got a problem with it?" Sonic glared at his bird friend.

"No, I just… think it is surprising to have another person coming from somewhere else." He gulped.

"Sure, sure."

The three heard a faint beeping sound. They looked around in confusion. Red checked under the bench.

3…2…1…

The bench, along with the brawlers, was blown from their place, scattering across the plaza.

"What in the name of Andross was that?" Falco yelled. He stood up and brushed himself off.

"Don't be such an asshole, bird boy." Snake popped out from behind nowhere.

"You didn't have to destroy the bench! Besides, don't you have better things to do than eavesdrop, like hide in dark corners or bother someone else?" Sonic said, rubbing the back of his now aching head.

"…"

Literally, in the blink of an eye Snake disappeared.

Snake's POV

He returned to the mansion, still pandemonium persisted in the living room. Bowser, Ganondorf, Wario, and King Dedede were having a heated discussion about some anime they were currently watching. Peach was talking with Zelda about an upcoming birthday while Peach was cooking. Kirby was playing with Jigglypuff, Squirtle, and some Pikmin. Link, Ike, and Marth were comparing swords and their skills, with Pit being the judge.

The living room was always filled with people. This is why it was the hot spot for gossip. Pikachu, being so cute and 'innocent', was jumping around, listening to conversations and hastily writing in his little notepad. Pikachu had started a gossip column in the Smash newspaper years ago, and it had been a hit from the beginning.

As Pikachu dashed over Snake's feet, he picked the creature up by tail.

"Hey, put me down!" He squealed.

"Who you writing about this time?"

"None of your business!"

He snatched the notepad from his paws and began to read it over. Nothing was very interesting to him so he handed it back. "You should get a new hobby."

"You should too, besides stalking people!" Pikachu dashed off.

Since he obviously wasn't wanted, he decided to head back to his room. Along the way, he passed Lucario and Sheik, who were surprisingly good friends.

"Hey, do you want to join us? We are going to go watch a match or two." Sheik asked abruptly.

"It couldn't kill me."

"Unless you're in the match." Sheik joked.

The three went down to the theatre styled room, taking spots at the top row. The current match was between Mario, Diddy Kong, Meta Knight, and Samus at the Bridge of Elden. It was a stock battle, Mario with two, Diddy with one, and Meta Knight and Samus with four. Mario may have had experience, but he was a little worn down, not to mention he had already had twelve matches this week. Diddy Kong certainly could use some training compared to many of the brawlers, but he was a kid. Meta Knight was just a natural badass with one of the most repetitive attacks in the entire roster of characters. Samus did kill aliens for a living and she was one of the original brawlers, so it was completely natural for her to be stronger than a lot of the others.

As the battle commenced, the most respected and loved object came into play, the Smash ball. All players went for it, except Diddy Kong, who had died in the last two minutes. Mario must have punched it at least ten times before Meta Knight collected its energy with one hit. Samus barely avoided being killed with the swish of Meta Knight's surprisingly lethal cape. Mario, on the other hand, was hit and sent flying off the stage. While Meta Knight waited for Mario to respawn, Samus kicked him and he flew off the stage, already having 103% damage. Mario managed to land a few hits on Samus before Meta Knight did the same to him.

After a while, Mario was finally out of the match. Meta Knight had one stock left; Samus had two. Now the fight was really on. The two dodged and hit, and hit and dodged, over and over again. After some time passed, the three viewers stopped paying attention.

"So, how have you been?" Lucario asked to break the silence.

"Zelda has been all romantic and stuff lately, and since I am still 'connected' to her, I have to listen to it all day. It is so obnoxious!" Sheik replied.

Luigi and Donkey Kong, who were in the bottom row, turned around at the outburst.

"Why don't you get a girl friend and terrorize Zelda back?" Snake commented.

"This place is a sausage fest! What are you talking about 'get a girl friend'? Zelda is my other half, Peach is dating Mario and Bowser, and Samus would snap my neck if I even suggested the thought!"

"Mario and Bowser? You don't believe the princess is loyal to Mario?" Lucario seemed confused.

"No one gets kidnapped over one hundred times in twenty-five years; isn't that obvious? Besides, where else do all the Koopa Kids come from?"

"Why don't you tell Pikachu about your theory. I'm pretty sure he could confirm it." Snake suggested.

"True that."

"Did you hear my dear friend Rosaline is arriving here tomorrow for the Smash?" Peach ran in almost on cue.

"No. Why, pray tell, is this important?" Sheik slouched and looked at the frilly princess.

"It means you won't be so alone, mister. Plus, it means I'm back in business!"

"Business? What business?" Lucario tilted his head like a confused puppy.

"You know, match making and all that."

"No we didn't know. Until know, that is." Snake shrugged his shoulders.

Pikachu jumped up on top of a chair with a pen and paper. "Think you could keep me informed of your success princess?"

"Oh, alright. Anything for you, sweetie." She patted the yellow mouse Pokémon on the head.

"The cake is burning!" Zelda dashed in, slightly out of breath.

"Not the cake!" The two ran back to the kitchen.