Gamer4 in. Well, I don't really have much to say. (I never do, at the beginning.) I started getting ideas for this story a while ago, but I just now got enough ideas to do the first chapter. So, here we go.

The Wizard of Odd?

Chapter 1

Opening Chapter

Naturally, it started as a normal day. (Doesn't it always?) Or at least, as normal as it ever gets at the house of Super Smash Bros. Samus got out of bed, not expecting anything unusual to happen, least of all what did happen. She climbed down the stairs, going into the dining room, seeing most of the other smashers sitting there. Red, Bowser, Pikachu, and the Master Hand appeared to be having some kind of argument.

"I'm sorry, Bowser, but whatever he did, I won't get rid of him," Master Hand was saying, looking at Pikachu as he spoke.

"He kept me up all last night!" Bowser shouted. "Practicing his electric attacks right next to my room!"

"Pika pika, chu!" Pikachu shouted indignantly, which translated roughly to, "Well, my room is right next to yours!"

"You could always let me catch him!" Red said hopefully, prompting all three of the others to turn to him, shouting, "Shut up!"

Samus sighed. This argument had been going on for weeks. Bowser was insisting, again and again, that they do something about Pikachu. Master Hand was unwilling to get rid of the mouse-like pokemon, and Red's only idea was to let them put Pikachu in a pokeball. Pikachu had made his opinion of this idea very clear when he'd bombarded Red with all his spare pokeballs the day after it was suggested. Being human, he couldn't be caught, but it still hurt a lot. Samus was against it herself, but was trying to stay out of it as much as possible, and had promised herself she'd only get involved in that argument if it started looking like they might actually listen to Bowser and get rid of Pikachu. It looked like Master Hand was still holding firm.

She continued down the table, trying to put as much distance as possible between herself and the arguing smashers. She sat down next to Kirby, who was vacuuming his food as usual.

"Hey, Samus," Kirby said cheerfully. "How's it going?"

"Same old, same old," Samus said, pulling some toast towards herself. "I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but still..."

"Oh, well, it could be worse," Kirby said, showing his usual optimism. "You know," he said suddenly, "I kind of want to sing!"

"Please don't," Samus said. All of the smashers knew it was best to not let Kirby sing. Under any circumstances.

Kirby, not listening, inhaled and started singing. "Somwhere over the rainbow, with food piled high-"

All of the smashers turned when they heard this, but Samus, trying to block it out, turned back to her toast.

Crazy had apparently heard too, because when Kirby finished his strange ode to food, he started clapping with two of his fingers. "Encore! Encore!" he was shouting.

"NO!" the rest of the smashers shouted. It looked like even the four arguers had stopped arguing to protest against it.

"Okay, okay," Kirby said, shrinking in his chair. "I can take a hint."

"How it go, Samus?" Crazy asked, turning to her.

"Good, good," Samus said, turning to her toast again. "What's up, Crazy?"

"Not much. What up, Samus?"

"Nothing."

"How you do, Samus?"

"Good, can you please stop asking me?"

"I ask the same thing?"

"Kind of. Why don't you go ask Bowser how he's doing?"

"Kay! Sees you!" With this he flew off. Samus leaned back, having finished her toast, wondering what else would happen that day. The question was immediately answered when Snake came out of nowhere, listening to something on his Ipod. Seeing her, he came over.

"What's going on, Samus?" he asked, going up to her.

"I'm getting a little tired of people asking me how it's going, I have to admit," she said, trying to not sound rude. "What are you listening to?"

"Iron Man, by Black Sabbath," he said, clearly not noticing Samus's obvious lack of interest. "It's about this guy living in a world being tortured by an iron man, so he goes back in time to warn everyone, but he accidentally get turned to metal, and- "

"Good, good," Samus said, doing her best to fake at least a small amount of interest. The truth was she didn't really care. "By the way, have you heard the argument about Pikachu?"

"About whether he leaves or not?" Snake asked. "Yeah, I don't want to take sides in that one."

"Could be a good choice," Samus said. "I'm trying to stay out of it myself."

"Oh, nice song, by the way, Kirby."

"Thank you. Were you one of the people who didn't want to hear it?"

"No, I was saying encore, too," he said.

"Thanks," Kirby said. "I got the strange idea that not many of the other smashers liked it. I don't really know how I got that idea."

"Well, see you," Snake said, walking away. Samus leaned back, closed her eyes, and got up to go out into the yard for a bit.

Well, that's all for now. Sorry if it's a bit short. Please R&R, flames are bad, but constructive criticism is just fine with me. Gamer4 out.