Hey people! This is something I came up with for the contest Smash King's having. I'm kinda happy that I get to type a bit of this at school, but it's school, so by default… it STINKS. In any case, I think we SHOULD have had a snow day and I'm more than a little irritated about it. Enough of this stupid ranting that will change nothing. On with the story! Smash the halls with lotsa spaghetti, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, LA! Tis the season to fling cookies! La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, LA! That's why I DON'T write songs, 'kay! Anywho... HERE WE GO!! (Mario quote... :3 XD)
Chapter 1 A Very Metty Christmas
The most wonderful time of the year had reared its insanely happy face once again at the Smash Mansion and everyone was trying to get in the Christmas spirit... well... everyone except the villains who were planning their usual pranks and assorted mischief. Meta Knight had agreed to play the role of Santa for the second year in a row. Though he wouldn't admit it to anyone, not even his closest friends, but he enjoyed it the first time. Giving all of the Smashers presents was something that gave him an extreme joy from his toes to the top of his head. Seeing the smiles on the young Smashers' faces warmed his heart in a way that he couldn't describe. He looked over to see Link and Toony, cooperating for once, trying to hang up a shiny green garland in the hall leading to the training arena from the dormitory.
"Okay. Get me some more tape," Toony said from atop Link's shoulders. Link bent down and Toony quickly grabbed at his cousin's neck to keep from falling while yelping "whoa!" a few times. Link started choking as he picked up the tape dispenser and Toony loosened his grip hastily. "Sorry!"
"It's okay." Link cleared his throat and tore a piece of tape off the dispenser, mentally berating himself for leaving the tape on the ground in the first place and promising himself that he would just hold onto it. He's smart, but at moments, Meta thought, he has lapses in concentration and does things he shouldn't do. He's a good kid deep down. Women would say he's a sweetheart. Then there was Toony, a lively youngster who had done his fair share to improve the world and then some. He too was quite a kind-hearted fellow. Zelda, quite clearly Link's love interest, was smiling and laughing at their effort as she effortlessly used her magic to hang the blue garland. Meta thought she was a nice young woman, a perfect compliment for Link.
Meta walked to the training arena where certain other Smashers were putting the finishing touches on the humongous tree. Pit and King Dedede were fighting over who would put the star at the top of the tree. Meta sighed and took the star from where it had landed on the floor during the struggle and flew to the top of the tree. He gently set it in its place and flew back down. The two hadn't even noticed that the object of their conflict was already in its proper place. These guys aren't very bright today, Meta thought, smiling to himself. Then again, the two never really did get along. Meta shook his head and walked out of the training arena, but as he was stepping out the door, he heard other voices from within the arena. It wasn't normal for him to miss noticing people in a room, but when he turned around, there was no wonder he had. Mario was clinging to the tree trunk, climbing down slowly, Lucario above him. They must have just finished putting the ornaments on the huge tree. Meta had to wonder why Lucario didn't just use his Aura powers to put the ornaments on. He settled for the fact that Lucario didn't like to use his Aura powers more than need be.
"Hey-a Meta! Whatcha doin'?" the Italian plumber asked.
"Checking in on everyone. Making sure they're not trying to kill each other on Christmas Eve," Meta said, smiling under his mask.
"That-a works," Mario said, returning the unseen smile.
"No kidding. I guess this means everyone else is in the dining room doing whatever they please?" Meta asked.
"Either that or they're in their rooms," Lucario answered before Mario could.
"Clearly." Meta nodded slowly. "I'm going to see that everything's okay there." Master Hand had assigned him to oversee the others and it was taking its toll on the Star Warrior. The kids had been particularly rowdy, doing whatever they could to amuse themselves until the next morning that they all waited the course of a year for. Meta had had to make sure that the kids didn't accidentally kill each other or the Wii that they were using to alleviate their boredom. He was happy when Peach and Samus took over for him. Meta had been trained as a warrior and nanny duties weren't exactly part of the training program.
"See-a you later." The plumber turned to Lucario and the two started working on decorating another part of the room.
When Meta arrived in the dining room, Kirby was, rather predictably downing as much food as was possible. Meta looked at him sternly, crossing his arms over his "chest." "Kirby, what did I tell you about this?"
"Poyo!" Kirby yelled happily to acknowledge Meta's presence, then saw the anger in his now red-tinted eyes. "Poyo," Kirby moaned mournfully.
"You don't have to say you're sorry, just try not to do this anymore. The chefs are going to make a feast tonight. You can go crazy then, alright?"
"POYO!" Kirby exclaimed enthusiastically and Meta allowed a chuckle.
"Run along now."
"Poyo." Kirby complied.
Meta saw Fox, Falco, and Wolf gathered around a card table and judging by the poker chips, Wolf was in the lead.
"It's no fun playing with you! You always cheat!" Falco yelled at Wolf.
"What's the matter? Jealous?"
"This ISN'T a Brawl Tournament! You don't have to talk like a retard!" This time it was Fox who complained.
Meta came up between Fox and Wolf. "You shouldn't fight about something as simple as a game. How much are you playing for?"
"Just a heap of fun," Wolf smiled, revealing a rather vicious-looking set of teeth. While this had a terrifying effect on some of the weaker-minded Smashers, it had no effect on Meta Knight.
"In that case, you should just let it go and take the loss. If you aren't civil to each other, I will know. The Hands will know. There's no telling what THEY'D do."
The two losing parties gulped. The Hands knew the worst types of torture. Pit had experienced it firsthand when he'd broken Master Hand's one-of-a-kind vase. A week later Pit was still feeling the effects of his punishment. It became quickly known to the other Smashers that the Hands were not to be crossed.
"Fine." Fox conceded. Falco nodded, knowing that Meta was right. Wolf just sat there grinning smugly, ready to start bragging already.
"Wolf, give them a break." Wolf sobered, obviously annoyed at Meta for breaking up his superior mood. Meta gave them a skeptical look before heading off.
On the other side of the dining hall, Meta noticed that Bowser, Olimar, Luigi, ROB, Captain Falcon, and Wario were gathered around a huge table talking about something that Meta wasn't too sure he wanted to know about. He heard something about "presents" and decided to keep the surprise a surprise, even if they weren't talking about gifts they had purchased for him. He walked back the way he had come.
He stopped at the rec room to see if everything was running smoothly there. He found Pikachu, Marth, Ike, Snake, Mr. Game and Watch, Sonic, the ice-climbers and Ganondorf were clustered around the TV. Marth was flipping through the channels, barely taking enough time to see what was on each channel as the others (mainly Ganondorf) complained loudly. Meta stepped up and cleared his throat.
"Hey, Meta! What's up?" Marth asked.
"Why don't you settle on something? That way everyone is happy."
"Okay." Marth flipped through to another channel. "Ooh! Mythbusters! Is everyone okay with this?"
"Explosions," Ganondorf said possessively. "I like explosions."
"I like it," Ike said calmly.
Nana looked as though she were fully entranced by the TV, as did the others. "I suppose you've reached an agreement." Meta smiled and moved on to the Hands' offices. Master Hand was chilling out, playing with a model airplane and making zooming noises. "Sir," Meta Knight said.
Master Hand sputtered for a second and then said, "You didn't see any of that. What is it you need?"
"Are we ready for me to start off?"
"After dinner tonight when all of the children have gone to their rooms. Then we'll be ready. The Yoshis and the Kongs will be pleasantly surprised, you know."
"I know. They will enjoy this. In fact, it will give me something better to do than sit here in the mansion all night. The Halberd is already prepped and ready to go."
"Good. In that case, I have nothing else to tell you except a warning to be safe on your journey."
"Thank you." Meta inclined his head and left the Hand's office.
*
After dinner, as per Master Hand's request, Meta Knight took off in his personal ship to bring Christmas gifts to the denizens of Yoshi's Island and the island where Donkey Kong and his friends lived. An hour into the trip, all communications between the Halberd and the Smash Mansion were lost.
Okay... A LOT of my better ideas come to me via Facebook chats. This one was not really MINE per se. Meta Knight of Facebook gave me the idea and I ran with it. This is why I'm on Facebook so much now... To get ideas!
Han: No. Not so much. You're there because you are pathetic.
Me: Yeah, yeah. So what!
Han: Just write the next chappy of HNA already!
Me: Meh, grouchy. Since when was it you're time of month?!?
Han: I'm a MAN, you moron!
Me: Meh! Okay, okay! Leave me alone, gawsh. I'm just goofin'!
Han: Shuddup.
Me: Reviews...? Meow?
Han: Oh, please! *rolls his eyes*