Super Smash Bros Thanksgiving: Chapter 1
It's that time of year again, when fall is coming to a close and all anyone can think about is that delicious turkey that is going to be the succulent centerpiece to a magnificent Thanksgiving dinner. An icy chill, warning you about winter, blows through the air, sending everyone indoors to spend time with his or her friends and family for one day. It is a day to remind everyone to be grateful for all that they have. The cast of Super Smash Brothers, despite all the fighting that they do, have all gathered at Princess Peach's castle to enjoy a traditional, uneventful, Thanksgiving feast.
Not.
"When's the food going to be served? I'm starving!" Bowser complained.
"Relax," Peach told him, "Not everyone has arrived yet."
"Looks to me like everyone's here…" Bowser grumbled. Peach stopped her preparations for dinner and counted everyone in the room.
"Nope. We're missing one," Peach said. Bowser scowled. Soon after, there was a knock on the door.
"I'll-a get it!" Said Mario, jumping from his seat and rushing to the door. He opened it. When he saw who was there, Mario smiled.
"Bro! Glad you could make it!" Mario exclaimed as Luigi stepped inside.
"Sorry I'm late," Luigi said. "I got lost." He blushed.
Bowser groaned. "Of course it's you who we're all waiting for." King DeDeDe and Wario laughed.
"No worries," Peach assured Luigi. "Here: Let me take your coat for you." Luigi took off his coat and gave it to Peach, who brought it to the coat hanger. Since it was overflowing from all of the guests' coats and hats and scarves, Peach simply laid it on top of the big mound of winter apparel.
A loud boom in the kitchen interrupted the casual conversation between the Smashers. Peach rushed towards the noise, heels clicking rapidly on the elegant polished marble. "What happened in there?" She yelled.
"Just a minor incident, ma'am, but we got it all taken care of-" The Toad was interrupted by another loud boom, this time louder. Toads ran out of the kitchen, screaming "Fire!" Peach froze, scared, staring at the flames.
"Go, Squirtle!" A voice shouted from the other side of the room. Everyone turned and stared. He threw the red and white Pokéball into the air and it opened up, revealing a blindingly bright light. The light shot as fast as a lightning bolt down towards the ground, forming into the shape of a blue turtle-like creature. The Pokéball clicked shut, and the man caught it and put it back into his pocket.
"Squirtle, use Water Gun!" The Pokémon Trainer ordered it. His Pokémon obeyed, promptly extinguishing all of the flames. A cloud of black smoke floated ominously from the kitchen, and everyone started coughing.
"Okay, everyone outside!" Peach said between coughs. "So we can get away from this smoke!" The smoke stung all of the Smasher's eyes and throats, but they eventually made it outside. Ness kindly PSI healed everyone and the Pokémon Trainer called back his Squirtle.
"Aw, man," Bowser whined. "Dinner's ruined!" Mario scowled at him.
"But, you're alive!" Mario reminded him. Bowser ignored him.
"I'm SO hungry!" Everyone agreed with Bowser for once.
"Well, I'm sorry, but we can't have dinner here," Peach said. "My kitchen and the dinner were ruined in the accident." All of the Smashers were stunned. They had been waiting all year for this delicious feast.
"We need to eat something, though!" Pit exclaimed. "I can't die of hunger!"
"You're not going to die of hunger-"
"I'm going to starve to death!" Lucas panicked. He nervously ran his fingers through his blonde hair. "I haven't had anything to eat in a couple hours! I'm too young to die!"
Wario snickered. "Look, the kid's crying over there, just because he hasn't gotten his dinner yet. What a baby." King Dedede and Bowser and Ganondorf all turned to look. Toon Link was busy trying to calm Lucas down. Ness fanned him with his hat. The three baddies laughed.
Mario silently walked over to the three villains and handed each of them a GBA and a copy of Mother 3. On each one was a note that read, "This is why we don't laugh at Lucas." They became silent and sat down on the dirt and started playing their games.
"Princess, we could go to my house for Thanksgiving!" Luigi suggested. Peach thought about the idea.
"Maybe," she answered. Her face filled with worry. "…But I have to call a couple of guys over first to assess the damage. And my insurance company, oh man, this is going to make my insurance go up so much…" She walked away from Luigi, mumbling to herself about finances.
Luigi stood on the cobblestone bridge leading to the castle and cleared his throat. He needed to take matters into his own hands if he wanted to save Thanksgiving. For once, Luigi will be the hero, not Mario, he thought to himself.
"Attention everyone!" Luigi shouted, raising his arms to call attention to himself. Every conversation stopped and all eyes were on Luigi, waiting for him to finish his speech. The villains continued to play their games. "We're going to my house for Thanksgiving!" The Smashers considered this and Luigi twirled his moustache in embarrassment.
"Uh, remember what happened the last time you hosted Thanksgiving?" Someone said. Another voice commented, "Finally, someone mentioned it! I was getting sick of waiting." Luigi thought really hard.
"Oh…the Italian Food Incident…" Luigi recalled. Every Smasher shuddered simultaneously. Luigi stepped down from the bridge. "That was lots of spaghetti…" He walked to a patch of grass on the hill and sat alone. Everyone knew that it was best to leave poor Luigi alone.
A little while later, someone came through the warp pipe. It was a business-like toad with small, black glasses and a very serious suit and tie. He was carrying a clipboard and a calculator. Peach went up to him and started talking. She brought him inside the castle to assess the damage.
"I assume when Peach is done with him, we can start to find a new location?" Pit suggested as his stomach growled.
"Shh," Bowser shushed Pit. He was engrossed in his game and did not want any distractions.
"Shh," King DeDeDe and Wario shushed Bowser.
Lucas laid down on the dirt and watched the clouds roll past with Toon Link and Ness. They had suggested to relax a little bit to help Lucas calm down. "I think that one looks like a…an ice cream cone!" He pointed into the sky.
"I see it!" Ness said after he shielded his eyes from the sun. "Hm…I think that one looks like a…um…a bear!"
"Yeah!" Lucas exclaimed, sitting up. Toon Link squinted.
"Nah. Looks more like a pig to me than a bear." Ness glared at Toon Link. Pigs were a sensitive subject. Lucas began to stare out into space. His eyes started to look glazed and shiny.
"Lucas! Look over there!" Ness thought on his feet, grabbing Lucas's shoulders to shake him from his memories.
"What?" He said, voice wavering.
"That cloud looks like a…cloud!" Lucas laughed at the terrible joke. Ness breathed a sigh of relief.
Peach shortly returned from the castle with the stern-looking Toad. Her eye make-up was smeared. Peach asked for everyone's attention as the Toad left.
"…My castle is going to take a huge amount of money to fix." Everyone gasped. "I don't think you could comprehend all those zeroes," she mumbled under her breath, and then she composed herself. "But, that is not going to stop our Thanksgiving dinner together. We just can't have it here, that's all." The Smashers engaged in side conversations, speculating where they were going to have the dinner. "I couldn't afford it anyway…" Peach mumbled again. She sat down on the grass with her calculator and her checkbook, looking very stressed.
"Then where are we going to eat?" Someone asked her. Then the whole crowd of fighters started asking her the same question.
"I don't know," she said irritably. "How about you vote on it?" Then she buried herself back into her work.