I'm not going to lie... I am terrified of what your response will be. But whatever... That's not important. What is important is, the fact that I do not own anything at all in this fic. Technically I don't even own the fic itself! Sure I made it... but I didn't trade mark, copy write or register it. It just exists as a thing I made. Anyhoo... Enjoy maybe...

And so, it begins... It was 9:00 A.M. in the Smash Mansion. Most of the Smashers were up and about-except for a few resident sleepy-heads such as Link and Kirby-either making themselves breakfast or waiting for breakfast to be done cooking. A complicated part of the morning at Smash Mansion was figuring out who wanted breakfast served to them and who wanted to make it on their own. Master Hand or HaM set up a booklet with each page being a day of the month. On each page there were forty-nine slots: one for each fighter. If you wanted to make your own breakfast, you put down nothing, if you wanted to have breakfast served to you, you put yes. Those who made their own breakfast usually just had cereal. To decide who would cook, HaM gathered all of the Smashers one day and asked who knew how to cook. He thought for a moment then added, for large groups. Only Peach, Dedede and HaM himself claimed they could cook with that much expertise, making them the chefs. Dedede surprised everyone when he said he could do it. Dedede said that while he reigned over Dreamland, he was taught by one of his servants how to cook very well.

Peach and Dedede and HaM were all in the kitchen cooking breakfast for, today, 35 people. Yoshi and Pikachu would often help out in the kitchen acting as servants in a way. When the chefs required something immediately but were preoccupied with the food they would ask one of the two to fetch it for them. They also did the dishes as well as clean up after the chefs were done. As a reward they got food served to them first. Otherwise they would have to battle for the food at breakfast time like everyone else.

Down from the kitchen, in the dining room. Mario and Luigi were chit-chatting away. DK and Diddy were eating their self-made breakfast, bananas. Ness and Lucas were there eating cereal as was Samus. Mr. GAW (Mr. Game and Watch) was there as well. No one had ever seen him eat. They, quite frankly, weren't even sure if he did. As a matter of fact, they weren't even sure if he was living. He was always just... There. W (Wii Fit Trainer) meticulously made her own breakfast. Making sure it was to her liking. The other Smashers were elsewhere in the mansion.

The dining room was at the left most part of the main hall. At the right most part, there were stairs going up to the second floor. The room second left most was the foyer. This is where pretty much everyone was. Fox and Falco, Mac, Bowser, Junior, Sonic, and Megaman, among others were seated in this gigantic room. The entrance to the Mansion, two humongous double doors. Loomed at the back of the room. At the front, Villager was sifting through a very large binder all the while complaining about bells, loans, and Tom Nook. Around the center of the foyer, the Fire Emblem crew (which consisted of Marth, Ike, Robin, and Lucina who were congratulating Roy for his return to Smash) was there as well as Jigglypuff and Yellow(PAC-MAN) At the back of the foyer Zelda and Rosalina and Palutena were talking to each other. Meta Knight and Charizard and Ganondorf were also at the back.

Continuing on past the foyer, lies the clinic run by Dr. M (Doctor Mario) who was currently treating Shulk after he had fallen out of a window on the second floor.

"How didn't you see it coming?" Dr. M asked while examining Shulk's right leg, where the injury had thankfully only taken place. Shulk looked at him sheepishly.

"I wasn't thinking straight..." Shulk said unconvincingly. Luckily Dr. M believed him, or at least pretended to.

Further down was the game room. It had all sorts of games. It had Pool, Darts, and an onslaught of board games, a Karaoke machine, and even a virtual golf course. Pit and Dark Pit, otherwise known as Dark or Pittoo, were both in this room challenging each other at everything.

"Boom! I won!" Pit exclaimed happily.

"What!? No you didn't." Dark retorted.

"Yeah I did! I had 14 left and I just got a 14!"

"That doesn't count! You have to get a double for the last one"

"Yeah right! You just made that up so you could win..."

They had arguments like this every day for every game they played the winner was more often than not, undecided.

Just one room past that was the almost iconic training room. Connected to it, was the storage room. The room were all of the items were kept. Here Ryu was training. He was determined to show up everyone here. He was pretty sure he could, since he figured Street Fighter is eight-hundred times more hardcore than Smash. But Ryu knew better than to be overconfident. So he trained. Today was his first, although technically second day at Smash Mansion. The first day was spent showing him around and introducing him to everyone. You know. The usual.

"The people here-" Ryu started but then quickly corrected himself.

"The living organisms here-" Ryu started again but quickly corrected himself again.

"The fighters here are a lot nicer than they are in Street Fighter." Ryu said to himself. Then as he was training he let his mind wander off into the deeper realms of thought. What if all of the Smashers are actually a bunch of jerks but they're just acting nice to mess with me. I mean if I think about it... It doesn't really make sense why I'm here. Maybe HaM and HaC just invited me here to make me feel proud about being in Smash, only to obliterate my dreams by kicking me out of the mansion in the middle of the night. No... If they kicked so ruthlessly I would tell the world of their unjust tyranny. Which is why my room is on the fifth floor! They're not going to kick me out the door! They're going to kick me out the window! My roommate is Little Mac, perhaps the only person strong enough to force me to my death! As an added bonus, his hands won't get cut breaking the window because he wore gloves! Ryu quickly dismissed the thoughts when he realized the sand bag he had been training on had been reduced to nothing. Ryu jerked out of his daze and stood up only to be denied by some light-headedness. Ryu stood motionless until it passed away. He fetched another sandbag and resumed training.

Those were all of the rooms on the first floor. On the second, third, fourth, and fifth was all just the fighters' rooms. On the third floor, Lucario was in his room. Doing Lucario stuff. Also on the third floor, was Olimar (who had brought a year's supply of food from his world) eating breakfast. Ganondorf was steeling away menacingly in his room on the fourth floor. On the fifth floor was Mewtwo and Greninja arguing over who was more awesome.

Outside the mansion, Wario was out biking while Duck Hunt was playing fetch with Toon Link. ROB was also outside, although no one knew why. He just was.

On the second floor of the mansion, Kirby and Link were still sleeping and Captain Falcon having had been bored out of his mind had wandered up.

Captain Falcon was roaming around the second floor of the mansion for no other reason than he was bored. It was completely silent except for the mild chatter going on downstairs. Captain Falcon walked into his room unconsciously. Here it was completely silent. But then he heard a noise. It was barely more audible than his heartbeat but nonetheless still there. Falcon attempted to triangulate its location. He thought it was outside the mansion but he wasn't sure. It could be really close but quiet or extremely far away but loud. The noise sounded like a jet engine at takeoff that was almost out of earshot, a light high-pitched whirring. I don't think it's in the mansion. Captain Falcon thought.

"I'm gonna go check it out!" He said to himself. Realizing there was nothing else to do. He exited his room. Made a right then walked eight paces. Then he turned left and walked five. He made another left and walked seventeen paces. He then made yet another left and walk about nine. He made a final left and walked another seventeen paces. He went down the fifteen steps onto the hallway. He ran past the game room where he heard the angels arguing. He was bolting past the clinic when Shulk stepped out. Falcon tried to veer away from the Monado Boy, but failed. He rammed into him like a bull. Shulk was blasted backwards with a cringe-worthy cracking sound.

"Ow..." The poor guy groaned. Dr. M stepped out.

"What-a just happened!" He said worryingly. Falcon had teetered to a halt after he had pummeled his fellow.

"Uhh... I accidentally wrecked him." Falcon admitted. Dr. M looked down at the pain-ridden Shulk. He let out an annoyed sigh.

"I believe you just re-fractured his fibula."

"That sounds painful" Falcon said, scratching the back of his head.

"Indeed. Where are you headed in such a hurry anyways?"

"Uh... You know... Outside"

"But why the hurry?" The Doctor continued. The professional racer didn't really feel like explaining why he was going outside it was kind of a dumb reason to be honest.

"Just cause... y'know... To see..." Mario's educated doctoral clone looked at him skeptically. He side-stepped away awkwardly.

"Alright! Good talk, I'm out." He said awkwardly, attempting to escape the conversation. It worked. Dr. M kneeled down and half carried, half dragged Shulk back into the clinic. Falcon made his way to the foyer where most of the other Smashers were.

"Yo, Falcon" Fox greeted him. Captain Falcon was the only one from his universe living in the Smash Mansion. As a result he didn't have any friends from where he came from but having had been one of the original Smashers and just an all-around cool guy, he quickly made some new friends.

"Hey Fox." Falcon responded.

"What are you up to?" Fox inquired.

"I'm heading out to go see something. I swear I heard a weird noise coming from outside the mansion when I was up on the second floor."

"Really?" Fox inquired. Sounding a little skeptical. He paused for a moment, presumably to listen for the noise.

"I don't hear anything..."

The Falcon Captain was confused. He stopped for a moment and listened for the noise. Nothing.

"Well I swear I heard something so I'm gonna go check."

"Watcha guys talkin' about" Falco asked. Fox and Falco have been friends ever since they've known each other. Both of them were a part of an organization called Star Fox. When the first Smash was conceived only Fox of the two was invited. As the first Smashers were conversing with each other Fox and Falcon found they had a lot in common and they got along pretty well. When the second Smash came into fruition, Falco was much to Fox's delight, invited. The three formed a small group of friends that got along most of the time. Falcon and Fox could get a little bit too competitive at times leading to some vicious arguments followed by fights. Kind of like how eight year olds do things.

"Falcon claims he heard a noise outside and is going to go investigate." Fox explained.

"I can't hear anything-

"Yeah I know, you can't hear it down here. I heard it on the second floor." Falcon interrupted.

"Well, I'm up for an adventure!" Falco exclaimed. But then Fox chimed in,

"What were you doing on the second floor? Samus is in the dining room." Fox said with a grin. The Captain returned the grin. Then explained,

"I was bored" The Captain responded simply.

"Well, whatever! Let's find this sound!" Fox said happily.

The trio headed toward the huge double doors that marked the front entrance. Falcon, at the head of the group heaved the doors open then walked through. Fox and Falco followed shortly after. They all stood their taking in the surroundings.

"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's do this!" Falco chirped. The group followed Captain Falcon's awful directions in search of the elusive noise. They had no idea where to start. Although eventually they decided to start at the front of the building and move counter-clockwise around it. It was literally impossible to try and listen for an invisible, intangible, odorless sound while Wario was too busy riding around on his bike to hear anything.

"Hold on" Fox said as they were about to go around the first corner of the mansion. Once they had turned it Fox sniped Wario's bike causing it to falter then crash. The trio hurriedly ran across the side of the mansion and around to the back giggling like a group of ten year olds that just pulled a dumb little prank on one of their older brothers. They heard Wario uttering confused grunts which soon became angry.

"Grrr... Whoever did this is going to feel my fist in their face!" After that, silence. Except for the occasional yap for Duck Hunt, quack from his little duck friend, and "Good boy" or "Awww" from Toon Link. The trio listened for the sound. Falco was attempting to listen for it when a sudden realization came upon him.

"Yo Captain! How did you hear the noise? Aren't you in the middle of the second floor?" Falco asked. Falcon hadn't realized it before, but now he was wondering how he had heard it.

"Huh! I didn't realize that!" How had he heard the noise? He was wondering how he had heard it when all of the sudden he heard it again, louder this time.

"Guys!" Falcon shouted

"Ah! You don't have to yell so loud! We're right beside you!" Fox complained.

"Yeah, yeah whatever" The Captain said quickly.

"I can hear the noise!" Fox and Falco looked at him quizzically.

"What? You can't hear it? Listen better!" He instructed. The professional racer put his head up to Fox's head to see if the noise was in earshot of him. Just as Falcon's head was right beside the brown fox's own, the fox jumped away, startled.

"What?" Falcon asked

"Did you hear it?"

"Uh... Yeah... I did..." Fox said ominously.

"Great! Do you know what direction it came from?" Falcon inquired? Fox looked around awkwardly and then said,

"Your face"

Wow much plot!

Such detail!

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