Theme Song plays: Smash and Bash Adventures
We're smashing, we're bashing
We're all a little dashing
The roster is crashing with all the Assist Trophies!
We're battle dispensers
We crack the Smash Ball sensors
On Smash and Bash Adventures, we're a bunch of oddities!
So here's the World of Trophies, it keeps everything apart
Our home sweet home, it stands alone; a smashing work of art!
Ice Climbers rejected...
Expect the unexpected
Since Smash and Bash Adventures is about to start!
They're happy to meet you
They're Pikachu and Pichu!
King Dedede will beat you
And Pit's a major pain!
There's Game & Watch who's funky
While Mega Man is clunky
Kirby's unlucky
Bowser Jr. is insane!
In vast halls of Smash Mansion we earn our Melee degrees
The smashing staff's been getting laughs since 1983!
We're smashing, we're bashing
We're all a little dashing!
It's Smash and Bash Adventures, so come join the fun!
And now this intro's done!
It was a sunny day in the World of Trophies. On the outside it looked like a standard video game world, but in truth, it was a place of excitement and exhilaration. In this world, trophies fought and knew almost nothing but fighting.
In the Brawl Woods just before the entrance to Smash Mansion, two winged fighters were chasing each other through the forest just for fun. One angel snagged his wing on a tree branch and went flying toward another tree right in front of it.
Pit snickered at the sight of his doppelgänger having his head stuck in the leaves. "Pittoo, if Lady Palutena found out about this, she'd probably be furious as Hades!" he remarked as Dark Pit pulled his wing out of the branch and grabbed his bow. But before the black-clad angel could respond, a vastly different arrangement of fireballs came plummeting from the sky, landing in an open area of the woods.
"O-ow..." said one of the offenders of the fall, a little ebony-and-ivory fox with a hair ornament and a skirt. She looked around uneasily and started calling out to some of her friends. "Foxy? Babs, Buster, Elmyra? Where are you? No matter. I'll just find them myself!" She tried to stand but promptly collapsed. "But I should probably wait until my ankle heals up a bit more..."
Pit looked at the fox with awe filling his sapphire blue eyes. He was absolutely speechless. Lucas came up to the angels and looked as well. "So who's that?" the psychic asked which surprised Pit.
"Gaah! Oh. Sorry, Lucas," he said, snapping out of his daze. The two-tone fox started wandering around, her ankle presumably healed after her fall. Pit continued, "I think we should help her."
"Help someone we don't even know?" Dark Pit retaliated frustratingly. "This usually leads to disaster, Pit, and you know that."
"Meh, you worry too much." Pit started through to the open area.
"Wait! Pit, I- ugh." Dark Pit turned to Lucas. "Stay here. I don't want you getting hurt." He followed his doppelgänger, leaving the blond psychic confused.