Hello all, and welcome to a new story from yours truly, Icee The Hedgehog. I decided it would be a good idea to have three stories going on, one for each genre I have written about. That way I can sort of focus on whichever one is on my mind at the time. (I promise I will get to updating my other two stories as soon as possible, those who are reading Shifting Gears 2 and Codename Diana, I simply do not have a bunch of update time)
I decided after reading many stories about the newbies that I would do one of my own, but add my own little twist to it by making it from another Smasher's point of view and how this will affect them as the tension rises in the mansion of who is going to be booted from the next tournament. I am hoping to make a series of this eventually. This story may eventually get dark and sad and if I do decide to include any dark scenes, I will include a warning at the top of the chapter in bold, like this note.
Anyway, enough of my blabbing. Enjoy the story and be sure to leave a review!
I do not own any of the characters. They all belong to their respective companies! This story is made just for my enjoyment and the enjoyment of readers who read it.
Prologue
I open my eyes, sighing as I stretch myself out, ready for another day at the Smash Mansion, the chaotic mansion that us Smash Bros call home. Every day here brings a new set of shenanigans, whether it's arguing about who took the last piece of cake, to someone destroying a piece of furniture. The chaos never stops around here. Although it used to annoy me, I am pretty used to this life now, and it's to the point that most of it doesn't even bother me. Sometimes, I even join some of the chaos. We're all one big happy family of Brawlers, and I like it that way. Even though there are quite a few Smashers whom I can't stand (Mario in particular), I still don't know what I would do without them all. They all have become friends of mine over the four years in total that I have lived here. That's not a lot compared to veteran Smash Bros who were in Melee, such as Samus, Mario, and R.O.B., but it's still enough time, in my opinion to have bonded with all of the Brawlers at this mansion.
I rise from bed, freshen up for the day, and make my bed up nice and tidy. I then exit my room, just as Master Hand's booming voice comes on through the intercom.
"Attention all Brawlers!" Master Hand booms. "Before breakfast, everyone please report to the main lobby. There is a very important announcement that must be made! Again, everyone please report to the main lobby! There is a very important announcement to be made! Thank you!"
The intercom clicks off. I'm curious to know what Master Hand has to say that's so important that it cannot wait until after we eat. Probably an announcement saying Kirby or Yoshi chose to eat all of the food and we have to wait on Peach to get some. Shrugging, I keep myself positive, something I have always been good at, and speed down the hall and into the main lobby.
The lobby is loud and noisy, not to mention packed with the thirty five Smashers who live in this mansion. I look through the crowd, trying to see if I can spot my Brawl Buddies, Olimar and R.O.B. I've known them ever since I first got accepted into the Brawlers Community, and like me, they are the only ones from their game universes who are in Brawl. We sort of stick together because of that. (Game and Watch and Captain Falcon want nothing to do with us for some reason. Game and Watch and R.O.B. got into a major argument last week, which resulted in R.O.B. never wanting to speak to the 2-D figure again, and Captain Flacon wants nothing to do with me after an incident in a recent Brawl when I got tired of him yelling "FALCON PUNCH!" across the arena. Samus, Snake, and Pit all hang in their own groups.)
I spot Olimar on the other side of the room, playing with his Pikmin and trying to keep them from wandering off and getting stomped on by the crowd of Brawlers. R.O.B. is next to him, leaned against the wall. He was never one for crowds, and almost always does that every time we have a meeting. Unable to get past the large crowd between me and them, I wave to them. They wave back.
"Alright everyone, SETTLE DOWN!" Master Hand yells, coming into the room.
Everyone falls silent at Master Hand's voice. It never ceases to amaze me how a room of loud people can be silenced by just one voice.
"I have a very important announcement for everyone!" Master Hand begins, sounding excited. Then again, when he sounds exited, nine of ten times it's nothing, so I don't get very excited. Everyone else must be thinking the same thing because no one says anything. Master Hand just simply continues.
"I am announcing that we are going to have a new tournament starting in a few months!" Master Hand announces. "This means that new people are going to be invited into our Smash Mansion and unfortunately, some people are going to have to be booted out."
Immediately, the atmosphere in the main lobby becomes tense as soon as he mentioned that people are going to have to be booted out. We've been together for the past four years since the Brawl Tournament ended, and friendships and bonds have been made. The thought of having those broken scares the majority of us. Especially me. You see, as a third party Smasher, the likelihood that I will be booted is pretty high, unless many people wanted me to stay in. I want to leave the room and go for a run, but I can't because Master Hand is blocking the doorway.
"However, for the time being, nobody is being booted yet, since I haven't decided on who's being booted." Master Hand continues. A little bit or relief comes over the room, but not for me. I just have this feeling that I will be booted. After all, this is a tourney mainly for Nintendo people, and I am from SEGA – the rivals of Nintendo. And knowing Master Hand, he will immediately consider booting the SEGA person out, because well, he's just that way. Plus he's one of those who thinks third party people typically only get one chance and then they need to leave. I sigh as Master Hand continues.
"I want you all to meet three of the newbies who are going to be in this new Smash Tournament, and I want you to give them a kind welcome into this home." Master Hand proceeds on. "Those of you who were new in Brawl ought to know how they feel right now having to leave their universe to come live here with us, and I expect you to give them support and not put them down either!"
I swear he was looking straight at me, if he had eyes that is. But why would he suspect me to put a newbie down? I'm pretty friendly…Well, to most people that is. You see, as a mascot of SEGA, I tend to not get along with mascots/important images of other companies. This is why I refuse to get along with the Mario people, even though they are decent to me. (Mario is the exception). Shrugging, I just wait on him to continue. Maybe he wasn't "looking" at me, but maybe at Bowser, who is a bit behind me.
"Alright, let me introduce the newbies to you, one at a time." Master Hand announces.
The first person who is introduced I swear I was going to burst out laughing at, but I control it, not wanting Master Hand to be mad. A Villager – A Villager from Animal Crossing. What in Chaos' name was Master Hand thinking when he decided to invite a young Villager to Brawl? He'll probably do nothing but get in our ways. However, I keep quiet as Master Hand does the introduction protocols, followed by a short intro speech from the villager before he stands at the front of the room. I shake my head, hoping that the other two people are actually fighters and not just some people who will mostly get in the way.
The next person who is introduced I recognized from various sessions of Wii Fit that I saw Peach and Zelda doing in an attempt to tone up their figures. It is the Wii Fit Trainer herself.
"I've heard of several overweight Brawlers who have sat on their rear ends too often over our Brawl Break, so I've hired Wii Fit Trainer to do daily workout sessions at noon for everyone." Master Hand says. "Everyone could use the toning up and it'll help everyone get better at Brawling. She's also going to participate in Brawls like the rest of us."
"So basically you think that we're all fat and lazy and need a professional to come in every day and train us…I'm offended." Lucario says, crossing his arms.
"Pretty much." Master Hand says. "And it's not changing, so deal with it."
Well, so far I am not impressed at all with the lousy people that Master Hand is putting in this Smash Tourney. That Villager is just going to get in our ways, and Master Hand wants to degrade us by having a professional trainer come in because we've lazed around over our break. I think to myself as the Wii Fit Trainer makes her lousy speech that I don't bother listening to. I already am angry that Master Hand officially admitted we are all fat and lazy and need to work out, so that Wii Fit Trainer has already started on a sour note for me. When she gets done, she stands with the Villager, who has decided to pick up and play with the candles nearby. I can already tell that I am going to be mad at him because he will pick up and run off with something important to me, like my shoes or something, and I will never see them again.
The last person to be introduced set my anger over the edge - I mean directly over the edge. Another third party person and one I refuse to get along with: Mega Man. I knew that he would be in the new Brawl due to the numerous requests from people around the world flooding Master Hand's mailbox and E-mail asking Master Hand to have him be in the next tourney. I guess Master Hand got tired of these mails and just put Mega Man in the tourney so that his mailbox wouldn't be flooded all the time with the mails saying the same thing. Still, I am not pleased even though it was expected. Another third party person means that my chances of staying in Brawl look in the negative. If King DeeDeeDee was not in my way right now, I would have tackled Mega Man and told him he doesn't belong in this mansion and to get lost. However, it doesn't stop me from yelling.
"I've seen enough!" I shout, and begin to shove my way through the Smash Bros. I am about halfway through the crowd when Master Hand picks me up by the scruff of my neck.
"What is the meaning of this?" he demands, wanting my answer immediately. Everyone pauses what they are doing and watches the situation unfold.
"Permission to be excused?" is all I say, not wanting to tell Master Hand the complete reason why I freaked. If I did, he would boot me for sure.
"Absolutely not!" Master Hand booms. "Now you will be a good audience or you will be paying my office a visit after this is over!"
I say nothing as Master Hand sets me back down in my spot. I don't pay attention to any of Mega Man's introductions. I'm already angry that he's even here. Third party member and blue too! Both of these things about Mega Man are certainly giving me the message saying "you're going to get booted and this person is your replacement."When everything is over, Master Hand comes back to the front of the room to make his closing statements and to dismiss us.
"Alright, that concludes this meeting." Master Hand announces. "Now everyone may go eat their breakfast, and please be respectful of our newbies here. I already have assigned them to rooms. Since we don't have enough rooms in this mansion to fit everyone, some of us are going to have to double up. New room assignments are going to be posted after breakfast and yoga training with Wii Fit Trainer. Please be sure to check them out and move your things into your new rooms. Brawls have been cancelled today so that we can move our things. You are now dismissed. Thank you and have a Smashing Fun day."
Smashing Fun Day my butt… I think to myself as I make my way to the cafeteria to get breakfast, feeling more angry and upset than ever, but as always, hiding it. I don't want to look like I have a problem in front of other people. All of my Smashing Fun Days are over thanks to what you did…