Disclaimer: I do not own the Super Smash Bros. series or its characters. Thanks, Obama.

Author's Note: This takes place after the events of Smashing Shenanigans, featuring some of the characters from the original and a few references to the story. If you'd like to read that first, then good on you. There are spoilers in here telling what happened, so if you haven't read that, now is the time. Don't worry, though... You'll understand what's going on here even without reading that. But if you enjoy this, then you'll probably enjoy that one too. Thanks for taking the time to read this note, and I really do hope you love this fanfic.

THE TIMELESS TALE OF SMASHVILLE'S FINEST

#1: THE BEST OF TIMES

Christmas Day 2013 was quite a strange time in Smashville. Following the explosion of a meth lab, the appearance of two new residents, and some group of friends getting arrested by an army of Pokemon, nobody really knew what to expect of their town anymore.

The arrest of Captain Falcon, Wolf, Lucario, and Marth changed more than their own lives. Roy, confined to a wheelchair after events of the Melee tournament, lived with Marth for basic support. Now that he was away, Roy struggled to adjust to his new lifestyle. He attempted to find a new roommate, though nobody really seemed interested in becoming a caretaker.

Meta Knight was less devastated, though still inconvenienced, as he now needed to find a new roommate to help in paying the rent. His minimum wage job at the local Italian restaurant, Mario and Luigi's, just did not cover all of his expenses.

It was January of 2014 when Meta Knight revealed that he could not pay rent. Unsurprisingly, his landlord was not satisfied with the news. Though Meta Knight begged for a raise at work, he was not only denied, but fired from the job completely. Meta Knight was evicted from his home on the first of February.

It just so happened that Fox McCloud was looking for a new roommate, since his previous roommate was no longer fond of the idea of living with him... for some reason. Though Meta Knight knew not what this reason was, he was out of options, so he showed up at Fox's home with hopes of moving in.

Meta Knight knocked three times on the door... no answer. Again, he knocked. Again, no answer. Meta Knight sighed and waited for a few more seconds. Fox was not coming to the door, he could clearly tell. As he turned on his heel and walked down the steps, he finally found his man.

"NO! GO AWAY!" Fox yelled, running down the road towards the house. At first, Meta Knight thought the Arwing pilot was speaking to him, but he then realized that the demand was directed at Fox's pursuer: Ike.

"You ate my Baconator!" he accused as he followed.

"I don't even like bacon! What is wrong with you?!" Fox screamed over his shoulder as he bounded up onto the steps. He saw Meta Knight as he reached for his keys and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Meta Knight responded, "I came to be your roommate."

"Perfect, it's all you, get in!" Fox told him, pushing the door open and ducking inside. Meta Knight quickly slipped into the building and let Fox slam the door behind him. The pilot locked the door in a hurry, before promptly barricading the door with a recliner.

"He's doing this all because of... a sandwich?" asked Meta Knight.

"He is insane!" Fox insisted. There was a pounding on the door.

"I will knock this door down if I have to!" shouted Ike.

"I'll call the police!" Fox insisted.

"Uh, you don't want to do that," Meta Knight told him.

Ike then cried, "I'm coming in!" He reared back, drew his sword, and thrust it through the door. The sword impaled the door and nearly cut into Fox.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" asked Fox.

"YOU ATE MY BACONATOR!" Ike yelled.

Fox responded, "I most certainly did not!"

"Why does he think you did it?" Meta Knight asked.

Fox replied, "I have absolutely no idea."

Just then, Ike tore down the door with a mighty slam of his fist, and he reclaimed his sword from the wood. He began pushing on the defeated door in an attempt to move the recliner out of the way.

"Follow me!" Fox told Meta Knight, turning around and running to a door in his bedroom. Meta Knight followed closely behind, and arrived in the room just as Fox was opening a door to what he thought was a closet. It turned out to be a stairway leading down into a basement area. The two proceeded down the stairs into a eerie room with flickering lights and the smell of chemicals.

"What's all this?" asked Meta Knight.

Fox replied, "My lab. We need to do something about Ike, and I'm afraid it's a little dangerous. Then again, so is Ike." He proceeded over to a large machine covered up by a thick black cloth.

"What's under here?" Meta Knight asked. Fox removed the curtain.

"This is a time machine," Fox told him. "We need to figure out who took Ike's damn sandwich and then get it back before Ike murders me, and you by association."

"A time machine? Seriously?" wondered Meta Knight skeptically.

"Really," Fox said. "Look, I know it's cliché. Blame the author. Anyway, hop in. We have to go back." The machine was very rusty-looking, and made up of various parts including a bathtub, printer, and oscillating fan. If Meta Knight didn't know any better, he'd say that Fox just glued some pieces together and then put on a car door. Meta Knight stepped in after Fox and looked around. It was very cramped, and could maybe fit six people max. There was a laptop hooked up to what appeared to be a big, typical console of multiple buttons that likely did various different functions to progress the plot in the event of writer's block and effortless writing. In the back corner opposite of the entrance, there was a single, functioning toilet.

"Why is there a toilet?" asked Meta Knight.

Fox replied, "This thing can go anywhere at anytime. Even places and times without toilets. You're welcome."

"You couldn't put it in another room?" asked Meta Knight.

"Ran out of stuff," was Fox's excuse. "Anyway, I'm sending us back to a few minutes before the Baconator was taken. That will give us a chance to get into a safe position and watch the crime scene. We have to make sure not to interfere with the events that take place, since that could create a major paradox."

"Yeah yeah, I saw Back to the Future," Meta Knight said. "How the hell did you put this together?"

"I programmed it on my laptop," Fox told him, as he began to type in numbers on a keypad.

"Must be an amazing computer," Meta Knight determined.

"It's an okay computer," professed Fox. With that, he flipped a lever, causing the machine to shake just a bit.

"Alright, here we go," Fox said. And with that, he pushed a big red button. Suddenly, there was the sound of a key scraping along piano wires and jingling bells.

"I've got you now!" came Ike's voice.

"Oh God!" screamed Fox. Just then, Ike swung open the door and charged at Fox. Fox dodged to the side, causing Ike to fall onto the computer and slam it shut.

"No! You just put it into hibernate!" Fox yelled.

"I'll put you into hibernate!" Ike proclaimed. And then, there was a bright flash.

Meta Knight slowly awoke, and realized he was still in the time machine. Specifically, sitting on the toilet in the corner. He got to his feet, before stumbling and falling to the ground in dizziness. His vision was less than stellar, and he was unsure what had happened to his senses. Looking around, he began to realize that there were others in the machine, and it was apparent that wherever and whenever they were, they had all made the trip together.

As the swordsman's eyes adjusted, he saw Fox lying unconscious in the middle of the floor. Ike was propped up on the console, covered in drool and a bit of blood from where he took a nasty blow. He was snoring, so he was clearly alive.

"Fox," whispered Meta Knight. "Wake up." Fox groaned and rolled over, but he did not awaken.

"Fox!" he said louder. Fox jerked suddenly, though he then laid back down. Meta Knight shook his head and walked closer.

"Fox!" he said once more, gently kicking Fox in the side.

"Huhwhat?" Fox gasped, sitting up. "Oh, we're alive I see."

"Yeah, we're alive," Meta Knight told him. "Can you tell what happened after that flash of light?"

"Well, we traveled somewhere," Fox said. "Putting the computer in hibernate is sketchy, so I don't know where exactly this puts us. Nothing completely different from where we were before, maybe a few miles away and a few years back, but nothing like a century back in Indonesia or anything."

"Right, well, so we're probably in Smashville in the last twenty years or something?" Meta Knight gathered.

"Maybe, give or take," Fox said. "Could be in Picken or something. Maybe in the future even."

"Wouldn't that be better than being in the past?" asked Meta Knight. "We could change history by going to the past, couldn't we?"

"Time is really weird," Fox revealed. "People tend to forget seeing a time machine. Never sure why. It's pretty safe as long as we don't do anything stupid."

"I think Ike over there is the only one who could do something stupid," Meta Knight revealed.

"Damn! I forgot about him!" Fox said. "We've gotta do something about him!"

"Like what?" Meta Knight asked. "Leave him behind?"

"Bad idea," Fox believed. "Imagine the damage that guy could cause."

"I'll cause some damage to your face..." Ike said, as he awoke slowly. He looked at Fox, and his eyes widened. Then, he shot up and lifted his sword. "That's it, Fox! I've had enough of you!"

"This has gone on long enough!" Meta Knight shouted. He drew his sword and advanced towards Ike, holding it next to his neck. "What makes you think Fox took your damn Baconator?"

"I SAW HIM!" Ike insisted.

"You didn't see me," Fox told him. "I didn't do it!"

"Yeah? Well prove it!" Ike demanded.

Fox answered, "I would have if you hadn't tackled my computer! Now you sent the time machine who knows where and who knows when!"

"Time machine? Bullshit!" Ike said. He stood straight up, edged away from Meta Knight's sword, and approached the door. It had somehow shut itself in the journey, so Ike threw it open again.

"Where the hell are we?!" Ike asked. Meta Knight and Fox looked out the door with him.

"Looks like Saffron City," examined Fox. "It was a stage back in the original tournament. Not a fun stage to fight on."

"Looks like there's a fight going on now," determined Meta Knight. It was true. Mario and Luigi were punching and kicking each other all over the place. "Yeah, that's right. You two beat each other up. Assholes."

"Why are they assholes?" asked Fox.

"They fired me," said Meta Knight. Just then, a creaking sound, and then the sound of something metal breaking and a crashing sound of a body. The three turned around.

"Snake? What are you doing in here?!" asked Fox. It was apparent that Snake had fallen from the ceiling, as a tile had broken off and was now dangling by a single cable.

"Uhm... How did I get here?" asked Snake to himself. "Oh yeah! I remember now! I was chasing this cute little squirrel, and then... then he jumped into your window. So, I was like, 'Hey! Come back!' And the squirrel was all like, 'No!' So... I followed it into the window and it ran down these stairs and so I followed it and it jumped into this box and climbed up into the ceiling, so then I climbed up and found out that there was like, a whole squirrel tribe living in the ceiling. I started living with the squirrels."

"How long were you up there?" Fox interrogated.

"Uh... Three days, maybe four," Snake said.

"I don't believe this story at all," Meta Knight revealed. He jumped up and grabbed the edge, poking his head up over it. "And... a hundred squirrel corpses. I believe you now."

TO BE CONTINUED

A/N: And now we have our wonder team for the story! Hope you liked the setup chapter, because now that we have the things we can do the stuff.