Marth's Adventure

By CinnamonDragon1

It was your average normal day at the Smash Mansion. Ridley was eating Solid Snake's box, Peach was farting and being "peachy", Palutena was teaching Pit how to pole dance, Shulk was really feeling it as he ran around the mansion in his underwear, Toon Link was chasing pigs, Little Mac and R.O.B. were playing Call Of Duty in the gaming room and Kirby was eating the fridge.

Mario had just lost a match to Luigi, who was boasting to everyone he saw. Mario, being the fat Italian he was, lit a cigar with a fireball and proceeded to smoke it - he would have done so, if Yoshi didn't take it as soon as it was lit.
"WOOOO! NOW I CAN USE A NEW MOVE: FIRE YOSHI!" the green dinosaur leapt for joy as he poured gasoline on himself.
Mario facepalmed. "You're-a gonna kill yourself!"
Mario was so pissed off at Luigi's victory that he decided to raid the fridge and eat spaghetti. If there was any...

Mario screamed when he saw the pink fridge in the kitchen.
"MAMMA MIA!"
The fridge opened its door. "Hi!" it said in Kirby's voice.
"KIRBY! YOU-A ATE THE FRIDGE-A!"
"I know!"
Mario threw the door open and kicked the fridge until it turned back into the puffball we all know and love. Kirby felt sad as soon as he saw the anger and disappointment on his friend's face.
"DAMN YOU KIRBY! YOU-A ATE-A ALL OF THE FUCKING SPAGHETTI!"
"I'm so sorry Mario!"
"YOU KNOW TOO WELL THAT I OWN ALL OF THE SPAGHETTI IN THIS WHOLE-A ENTIRE MANSION!"
"But I wanted to be a fridge..."
"I DON'T-A FUCKING CARE! YOU ATE MY SPAGHETTI-A SO YOU MUST-A PAY!"
Mario threw all his fireballs at Kirby, causing the pink puffball to flee. Mario insisted on throwing fireballs everywhere.

Meanwhile, in the filming room, Ganondorf was sitting behind a pink desk and presenting a news channel. Dark Pit was under the desk looking for Pikachu so he could win a game of hide-and-seek.
"The Smash News is starting a Find Pikachu campaign in order to assist Dark Pit in his search for the electric type pokémon. If you see Pikachu, approach him with care and stuff him inside a Pokéball against his own will. If you give me or any of my colleagues the ball, you will get a lifetime supply of anything you want." Ganondorf stated as he saw the dark angel frantically searching for the pokémon.
"In other news," Ganondorf explained, "Lunette, a.k.a the Mii gunner in green, has proved that Falco Lombardi is the most notorious photobomber out of all the Smashers. And that's all the news we have. And remember, if you can find Pikachu, you will get WHATEVER YOU WANT."

Marth spilled his Mountain Dew as he heard Ganondorf talk about the competition (or 'campaign' as the villain said on the news) to find Pikachu. Forget Falco and his photobombing - it was Pikachu that mattered the most. Marth looked out of his window - and saw a flash of yellow run into the nearby forest.
"PIKACHUUUUUU!" he squealed with excitement.
The blue haired swordsman picked up the nearby phone and called Sóllilja, who collected Pokéballs for no reason.
The brown haired brawler in black answered her own phone. "Yes?" she asked in her usual monotone voice.
"It's Marthy Marth here!" Marth answered in a playful way.
"You don't need to act so playful. What do you want?"
"I need one of your Pokeballs - four actually. I'm going to invite a few friends to go Pikachu hunting in the forest!"
"Very well then, I'll give you your balls."
"Hee hee!" Marth laughed when he heard Sóllilja say "balls."
Before he could thank her, Sóllilja hung up on him.
"Oh well." he said aloud "I'll invite my friends!"

First, he called Ike.

"IKE! IKE! IKE! IKE! IKE!" Marth repeated into the phone.
"You want me, Marth?" Ike asked.
"Have you watched Ganondorf's news channel?"
"Yeah. A competition to find Pikachu. I want chicken!"
"I know where Pikachu went, and I want you to go Pikachu hunting with me!"
"Okay! Are you gonna invite Lucina as well?"
"Nope. Keep guessing."
"Robins?"
"Nah."
"Err. Roy?"
"Cold."
"Chrom."
"Freezing."
"Roy Koopaling."
"Antarctica."
"I'm not playing the hot or cold game, Marth!" Ike got annoyed.
"Okay then! I'm inviting Mr. Game and Watch and Mario as well!"
"Oh. Those guys? I'm cool with that. Where should I meet you?"
"By the big dark forest."
"Okay! Bye Marth!"
"Bye Ike!"

Then he called Mario.

"Hey Mario!"
"Marth! Kirby ate-a all the spaghetti and-a now I'm really mad!"
"Do you want to go to the big dark forest with me and Ike?"
"Why? That sounds-a so dumb."
"Pikachu went there."
"Oh! Are you doing that-a competition?"
"Yeah! Do you wanna come?"
"WILL I GET-A SPAGHETTI?" Mario was so desperate for spaghetti that he would do ANYTHING.
"Yeah! Sure! Just come to the big dark forest and we'll go Pikachu hunting!"
"Okay! I'll-a see you there!"
"Bye Mario!"

Finally, Marth called Mr. Game and Watch.

"Do you wanna go Pikachu hunting?" Marth sang to the tune of Frozen's 'Do you Wanna Build a Snowman?'
"Wut?" the two dimensional guy said. "You're not singing the right words."
"Oh come on, Game and Watch! It'll be fun! Just you, me, Mario and Ike! We get to go on an adventure..." Marth begged.
"I dunno... I'm still wary of three dimensional worlds."
"It'll be fine - you'll have us!"
"Will I be able to make sausages?"
"YES! PLEASE CAN YOU COME PIKACHU HUNTING WITH US IN THE BIG DARK FOREST?"
"Okay then."
"YAY!"

Marth, Mario, Mr. Game and Watch and Sóllilja stood outside the forest. They were waiting for Ike.
"I want-a spaghetti! I want-a spaghetti!" Mario chanted.
"M-Marth? I'm scared." Mr. Game and Watch whined.
"Where's Ike?" Marth asked everyone.
"I dunno! I only want-a spaghetti!"
"Maybe he's in the bathroom..."
"Well," Sóllilja snarled, "whatever he's doing, he's wasting my time!"
"Sól! I'm sure he'll join us in our hunt for Pikachu!" Marth tried to calm the miserable brawler down.
"Sóllilja! It's Sóllilja, not Sól!" Sóllilja shot back.

"Guys! Here's Ike!" Ike announced suddenly. He was holding four heavy backpacks of... stuff...
"Wut?" Mr. Game and Watch was confused.
"Finally! Now we can-a search for Pikachu AND GET SPAGHETTI!" Mario yelled with enthusiasm.
"Ike! You came!" Marth greeted his friend with open arms.
"Finally." Sóllilja said.
"We've been waiting for two hours!" Mr Game and Watch complained.
"I just went to get supplies for our adventure."
"Okay! Now that we're all here, can we have those Pokéballs please?" Marth asked nicely.
Sóllilja shrugged as she gave the four guys Pokéballs. "Good riddance." she said under her breath as she walked back to the mansion.
"Thanks Sól!" the guys all said in unison.

They entered the big dark forest and they had no idea how long it would take to find Pikachu. Literally.

Author's note: Hey guys! I decided to write this because - well, I just did. And there's more to come. Feel free to review!