As thou can see, I am back yet already!

MH: I couldn't keep you away from here even if I had the Heart of Chaos!

AH!!! Speaking of which…for anybody that's read Supremacy (You BETTER read it before reading this if you haven't!) …Did anybody notice what happened at the end of the Epilogue? Pay good attention to that, as it's extremely important.

MH: We dursn't tell you for fear of spoiling it. So go an read it!

Oh, yeah…For people unfamiliar with my story format…

MH: What are you talking about!?!?

means Master Hand!

MH: Now you're pointing at me with weird little stick things on the computer. I'm getting outta here…

(Master Hand floats away)

OH WELL! Anyways, if you have NOT read Supremacy, and you review, I WILL KNOW

No…really, I won't, but you'll miss out badly, and you'll be very confused about some things. Explanations about things in past stories are things I shall not be providing, so go and read!

Speaking of read, let's start the chapter already! I'm RANTING!

RANTING, I TELL YA!

(Curtains fall on the author)

REAL Summary: After an extremely long, trying, and difficult journey, EVERYBODY needs a break! Master Hand decides to make everybody audition for a big play he has planned, but Master Hand made the mistake of letting Crazy Hand pick the plays! Also, Crazy has sworn that he would play a succesful prank, and ruin the whole shebang! Can the Smashers save face, and survive the mad parts they get assinged, and live to tell about Crazy's crazy pranks? Or will everybody suffer from stage fright for the rest of their lives?OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

It was a nice, sun shinny, shinny sort of day, with happy, drowsy clouds, singing flowers, and-

WAIT A MINUTE!?!?!? SINGING FLOWERS!?!?!?!?

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Kirby was walking about happily on the roof of the smash estate, more specifically, the Smash Mansion.

He was merely enjoying the view of rolling green hills, beautiful emerald trees…

He squinted his eyes, and put an stubby arm above his face to help him see better. He could see a janitor in plain clothing running about with a flamethrower, chasing after what looked suspiciously like singing flowers.

"Poyo." Kirby sighed. That janitor was a whack job, he was.

Kirby jumped off the ledge, and landed on a balcony below, which led into Mario's room.

Kirby pushed the glass door open, and walked right in.

"Hello, Kirby!" Mario called out cheerfully.

He was in bed, with a white bandage wrapped around his head. His cap was on the end table next to his bed.

It was a pretty room, with a plush red and green carpet, and with pretty, dark wood walls. The bed was a bunk bed, and it was made of treated mahogany. It was nice, and very shinny from excessive waxing.

Luigi was snoring in the top bunk.

"Pyo?" Kirby asked as he jumped into Mario's lap.

"Yes, I'm feeling much better. Thank you for your concern." Mario said.

"POYO!" Kirby screamed.

"You're hungry, huh?" Mario asked. "Sorry, I don't have any food here."

"Poyo." Kirby sighed.

He walked over to the window, and flew out like a birdy.

Well, he WOULD have flown out, if it weren't for a certain problem.

Ya see, he DIDN"T fly out.

He SOARED out.

THUNK!

"POYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"…He's done it again…" Mario slapped his forehead. He quickly removed his head and moaned, having just slapped his sore head.

"LuIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIgi!" Mario yelled. "Wake up! It's breakfast time!"

"Whoa!" I'm up, I'm up-" Luigi started saying, but he rolled off his bed and sank into the carpet upon impact.

"Thank goodness for the soft carpets, eh?" Mario smiled.

"Yeah, yeah…" Luigi said sleepily. "See ya downstairs…Yawn…"

Luigi walked out of the room, which left Mario alone.

He carefully lifted himself out of bed, and he gingerly got up, put his cap on his head, then he walked out.

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Later, in the dining room…

Mario walked in the dining room, and breakfast was already in full swing.

As usual, Yoshi and Kirby were inhaling pancakes by the hundreds, and everybody else fought over who had what.

Perfectly normal.

Mario sighed with relief. After all they've been through, it was nice to know they hadn't changed any.

Or had they?

He just shrugged the thought off, and walked over to his chair, where he ordered his breakfast from a wire frame chef.

He had just barely sat down, when, Master Hand rang a bell to get everybody's attention.

"Hello, everybody!" Master Hand called out cheerfully. "I know everybody's been lazy bums for the past week and a half, but we've got a good moth left! So…I decided we'd do something together!"

"Like WHAT?" Samus asked bluntly white shoving a biscuit in her mouth.

"Well…How about a theatrical production!?!?!" Master Hand said excitedly.

"A WHAT?!?!?" Lloyd Irving yelled.

"A PLAY!!!" master hand shouted back. "People love plays, and it'll help everybody in smash city to relax, and recover from the recent cataclysm of having all their worlds melt together. Whatdaya think?"

"I think…IT'S GREAT!" Roy said.

Silence.

"Roy, sit down, before somebody kills you." Marth whispered.

Roy sat down.

"Come on, you lame people!" Master Hand said. "It's not like it's going to kill you or anything."

"Unfortunately, some of us lack acting abilities." Ganondorf replied mildly. He tipped his head back and drank some coffee. "Mmm…That hits the spot!"

"…Yeah." Master Hand said. "But if you think about it, that adds to the comical hilarity, sometimes! So, it's decided!"

"Nononono! We didn't 'decide' anything! Did you decide something?" Bowser asked accusingly, poking a finger at Kirby.

"Poyo!" Kirby protested angrily. He tried biting Bowser's finger, but all he managed to do was stick tight.

"Let go, you overgrown cream puff!" Bowser said.

"Boiyoh!" Kirby yelled.

"Crazy, if you please…" Master Hand said. He floated back, and Crazy Hand, his insane brother, took his place.

"WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Crazy laughed deliriously. "It has been DECIDED! We'll do a play on Hansel and Gretel, Rapunzel, Red Riding Hood, Jack and the Beanstalk, and one of Shakespeare's most finest plays, The Taming of the Shrew!"

"NOOOOOEZZ!!!" C. Falcon screamed while holding his head in agony. "We suck at acting!"

"Too bad!" Master hand said. "You people have lived with worse, so get used to it! I expect you all to be in the auditorium for auditions at noon today, so get ready."

Most everybody started complaining, and the room was filled with noise.

"Well, that's that!" Master hand said. "They may not want to believe it, but this'll be really fun!"

"YESH!" Crazy howled with delight.

Master Hand floated away humming happily, but Crazy stood still, and clenched himself into a suspicious, scheming position.

"HE HE He HEeeeeeeee…I'm gonna play a BIG prank! He he he…THIS THING'S GOIN DOWN!!!!"

"…Pardon me?" Marth asked. He was walking by, but now, he was currently standing still with a glass of water in hand, and a confused expression on his face.

"Oh-Um-AHEM!-WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-What was that, now?" Crazy asked him innocently.

"…Nothing." Marth said. He walked away.

"…That was TOOOOOOO Close." Crazy sweated.

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Tell me whatcha think! I'll update as soon as I can!

With that said, Adieu, and Review!

-Shining Riku-

(I've hit a record with Supremacy, I think. 2nd place for the longest story, and I think 1st place for the most reviews. Nuts, I tell you…

But, it's all thanks to my loyal reviewers! I am very thankful, and encouraged.

Thank you, and see ya next time!)