It was a fine wintery day. The snow was falling pleasantly, then suddenly it disappeared. The snow got replaced by a picture of a baseball field. Turned out that it was a screensaver. Ness decided to take advantage of the upcoming holiday by searching for Christmas-themed fanfiction. He went to print out one when an error message appeared on the screen.

"What the? 'Cannot print job(s). Please check to see if there is paper.' Sigh, all right then."

Ness checked and found out that there was no paper in the printer. He went to place a new stack inside, but found there to be none left. Not giving up his quest to print out the story, Ness ripped out some paper from a school notebook. After completing the side job, he resumed the print job. Again, an error message came to antagonize the user.

"Huh!? 'Cannot print job(s). Please check the ink levels and replace if necessary.' What now?"

Clicking on the printer icon to check the ink, Ness' jaw dropped to the floor as he discovered the new problem. There was no ink at all! Searching for a new cartridge of ink only to find none, Ness gave in to the defeat.

"Whomever was the last one to use the computer is such a printer hog!" Ness cried out in despair.

Skipping down the hallway in such high spirits with an armload of packets of paper, Marth greeted every person with the packet. It was neatly stapled together and the pages were stacked oh so neatly. Each person who received it looked befuddled at the large stack.

"Hi Ma--"

"MERRY CHRISTMAS! Here ya go, Linkstah!" Marth handed the Hylian the packet and resumed skipping. He met Falco's scowl and went up to him.

"Look! It's Martha! Did you just get through a 30-hour marathon of Ma Vie en Rose again?"

"HAPPY HOLIDAYS, Falco buddy! Take this and have a wonderful day!" He skipped until Kirby appeared.

"Marth, could you help me with the lights?"

"Certainly, Kirby-wurby-furby! Have a glance at this while I get teh lights up!"

"Oh no… Did you just say 'teh'?!" cried Kirby.

This was a bad sign. When placing emphasis on something, most people say "the" (pronounced "thee"). Now there're a few types of people who usually say "teh" (which doesn't apply to everyone like most things): Internet users who typed fast and made the typo, internet users who think that it's leet ("leet" spelled with 3's instead of E's or as the number one thousand, three hundred thirty-seven) internet users being "lamers" (trying to be "leet"), individuals under the influence of sugar and/or caffeine, mentally unstable folks and just plain hyper people. The word "teh" usually isn't spoken aloud

It's safe to say that Marth fell under either number 4, 5, or 6. He didn't bother answering Kirby's question and took off to find another person to hand out the stack to. Suddenly, Ness spotted him.

"Hey! So THAT'S how the printer got abused!" cried out Ness. "What were you doing?!"

"Here you go! I was writing out and printing copies of my Christmas list to give out to all the Smashers!" answered Marth.

"Wow! It's heavy! Did you hafta go and describe everything so that we know what you're looking for?" asked Ness.

"Goodness, no! It just lists everything I want!"

"That's a lotta stuff then…" Ness suddenly fell backwards and fainted.

"FOOLS! C'mere," said Master Hand. Unlike Marth, who was usually gloomy, Master Hand didn't turn from an evil being to a cheerful soul during the season. Being evil is his cheerfulness.

"What is--- WAH-CHOO! What is it?" sniffled Roy. He loved Christmas just as much as everyone else, but he hated the winter season and its associated weather. He looked like he put on a lot of weight because he was wearing about 4 layers of clothing… while indoors. Not to mention a nice thick blanket wrapped around him.

"There's a 24-hour marathon of 'A Christmas Story'! Rejoice! Rejoice, mortals! Rejoice!" said Master Hand. He then disappeared to go watch it.

"And I've got good news too!" answered Marth. He handed out the rest of the stacks to the other Smashers he didn't get to before. "I've got my Christmas list ready and I expect you all to get me every single thing on it!" He grinned happily in that cutesy anime-style.

"How. Much. Stuff. Is. IN. Here?!" panicked Capt. Falcon.

"After going over it and checking it 53 times, I say exactly 4,375 items."

"4,375 ITEMS?!" exclaimed everyone as they did the anime fall.

"Dude, you're so stingy!" said Young Link

"How the heck do you suppose that you'll get all that?!" added Mr. Game & Watch.

"Yeah, not to mention that your birthday's a week after Christmas as well!" chimed in Popo.

"Relax, guys. I trust you'll all get it done."

Just then, Eliwood came into the room.

"Who's got Donkey Konga out?!" exclaimed the Pheraen marquess.

"No one right now," said Samus. "Check this out." She showed Roy's father the huge list and his eyes were ready to pop out of his head.

"Holy crap! Where'd you get that list at?!" he exclaimed.

"It's Marth's," Samus answered.

"…Did you save that on the computer, Marth?" asked Eliwood.

"Yeah, why?"

"What was the file's size?"

"I think it was a little over a meg." The list also had pictures of each item, which was why the file was larger than a text-only version.

Eliwood's answer to that was a string of unmentionable profanity that would never appear in a G-rated fic unless it was asking to be removed from the site. After his colorful reply, Lord Eliwood fainted.

"Eliwood! Are you ok?!" asked Marth's sister, Ellis. She too was staying in the Smash Mansion along with Eliwood and some other friends and family of the Smashers. She went to fetch a wet rag for him.

As all of this was going on, a black kitty was outside peering in.