It seemed as if the whole universe had screamed in delight all at once when the fifth tournament was announced. Being one of the biggest events that almost everyone looked forward to in this twisted reality, how could a being - no matter what world they came from - NOT be absolutely crazy for this event?
Talk was everywhere, speculating who the hands would pick to participate. In the following months, finger nails were bitten as it seemed the project went radio silent. There was nothing after the reveal yet.
Meanwhile, the folk in Smash Mansion were in a state of slight anxiety. They were afraid of who would be cut, and who would be introduced. The veterans among the fighters reassured themselves that they would be fine.
If there were any fighters who were panicking, it would be the clones.
Dark Pit hadn't left his room since the day the tournament was announced, and Dr. Mario had already left the mansion as he sent his regards to the princess.
Toon Link didn't care. If he was going down, so was his counterpart. They were both likely getting replaced by another Link, a champion of some sort. Champion Link, the two green-clothed fighters called him. Link acted like he didn't care, but you could see the worry in his eyes. No way a cartoon version of himself would be the one to stay.
Time Has Passed 2 Weeks \
The clones became more hostile to their original counterparts, spare for Toon Link/Link and Falcon/Ganon. Eventually to the point ehere uncontrollable fighting broke out in the mansion. Crazy Hand would always come crashing in, stopping the outbursts as Master Hand would tell whoever was battling to save it for the arena.
Then, Marth went missing.