Author's Note is going to be at the bottom this time. There's a lot to discuss.

But we still have to put this up here, unfortunately.

Disclaimer: We do not own Super Smash Brothers.

Their Existence

Chapter 1: The Creators

"Winged, I don't like this. We shouldn't be doing this!" A small Kirby called out into the darkness. The Kirby's skin was a light grey, with the feet and eyes being a darker grey, and her body gave off an ethereal light as she floated about four feet off the ground. She flew over to her partner, a worried look on her face.

Her partner gave a cool and cocky smile. "Ether, I told you to relax. We're the authors of this dimension, aren't we?"

The ghostly Kirby, Ether, gave a nod in response. The other creature's grin simply widened at that.

"Then we have nothing to worry about. This is our dimension after all; we can do whatever we want with it."

As Ether came closer to her friend, the light she emitted illuminated the other author's body. It revealed a slender pitch-black fox that stood on two legs, and where two arms would have been, were two feathery wings. Glowing red eyes were also exposed, as well as a large scythe that telekinetically hovered beside her.

However, Winged's confidence only helped to elevate Ether's fears. "But you know what happened the last time we tried something! Master Hand still hates us for what we did to Toon Link and Pichu!"

"Which is why this time we'll do something else. No changes to anyone's personalities, all we'll do is place our own creations into their world, and see what happens."

The scythe beside Winged suddenly slashed through the darkness, and it parted to show a swirling pool of blue energy. The pool's surface shimmered, and an image of the Smash Mansion appeared, before a single sheet of paper floated to the top. A quill pen appeared as well, which moved by an unseen force to write out something on the paper. Once the sheet was filled, the words vanished and left it blank again.

"Your turn, Ether. Do what you want, it's your creation." Winged handed the pen over to Ether, who gripped it and sighed, before writing on the sheet. The pen disappeared once she finished.

"We're creating life, you know. I just hope we don't regret this." Ether said.

Winged just continued smirking as the blade of her scythe became engulfed in black fire. Ether closed her eyes and concentrated, and her hands erupted with the same energy. With a single unified cry, they hurled the two attacks at the paper stationed in the pool.

(I don't get why these page breakers don't work.)

Master Hand was currently in his office, mulling over the events that had happened in the Smash Mansion over the past few days. Toon Link and Pichu were getting psychic therapy from Mewtwo, and were progressing rather well. Pichu stopped hallucinating when looking at inanimate objects, and Toon was switching personalities much less frequently. That still didn't stop him and Ness from getting grounded for putting a shaving cream bomb in the bathrooms, though. Some things just never change.

Other than that, everything was relatively normal, or as normal as it could get with thirty-five Nintendo characters all living together, anyway. There were still the brawls that happened between Smashers that got into arguments or those who had gotten pranked by the younger ones, though, but other than that, everyone was on relatively good terms. Thus, little was happening, and one could easily call it boring.

A soft humming sound snapped the hand out of his thoughts. Looking up, he saw the air shimmer and distort, until the floating forms of a humanoid fox and Kirby were before him. Infuriated at the intrusion by the two authors, Master Hand rose up and confronted them.

"Winged! Ether! How dare you come here again!" The hand yelled.

"Nice to see you too, Master Hand." Winged said sarcastically. Ether giggled at the comeback. Now that she had made her decision, she had let go of her doubts and was back to her usual perky self.

"I told you that you are not welcome here." Master Hand growled.

"Why? Are we threatening to you?" Winged asked.

"No. I know that you two are young authors, and that you are far weaker than the older ones. You aren't a big threat." Master Hand stated. Winged frowned at the statement, because it was true. They were new, so they were weaker, and their power was split between the two of them, so they were more vulnerable alone, as well.

"We're sorry for what we did. Can't you just let it go?" Ether asked.

"No. Do you know the amount of therapy we had to put those two through to get them back to normal?" The hand said firmly.

Winged put back on her cocky smirk as she spoke again. "They're better, aren't they? Anyway, lucky for you, we're not here to do anything of the sort."

"Then why are you here?"

"To give you these!" Ether exclaimed, blasting two shots of dark energy to the floor, which then took the forms of two trophies. If Master Hand had a jaw, it would have hit the floor at this.

"You can't be serious! You can't just create two living characters and leave them here without a second thought!" The hand raged.

"All we want is to see what will happen. You don't have to worry, they're children. They're not evil and they won't bring about the end of the world. Not intentionally, anyway. Good luck!" Winged said, fading away again.

"By the way," Ether said, pointing down at the two trophies. "This one is Wave, and this one is named Lefflyn. She hates the name though, so call her Leaf instead. Bye-bye!" She spun around in the air happily before fading as well.

Master Hand looked down at the inanimate trophies. He was contemplating whether to activate them or not when his sister, Crazy Hand, burst through a wall.

"BIG BROTHER!" Crazy Hand screamed, having another spazz moment. "The fluffy aura doggy is chasing the kids again for disrupting his quiet time!" If Lucario had been there, his pride would have taken a hit at what she had called him.

"Not now, Crazy, I'm-" Master Hand never got to finish, because Crazy Hand had spotted his objects of attention.

"FRIENDS!" The insane hand screeched, shooting over and touching the two stands before he could stop her. The trophies gave a bright flash, before dimming to reveal two disorientated characters.

Master Hand could now see clearly what they were. The one Ether had called Leaf was a Hylian girl, most likely based off those from Toon Link's world. She had long dark brown hair, and three small leaves sticking out from behind her ears. She wore a long sleeved, forest green dress, which slanted at the bottom so that it covered the right leg more than the left. Her legs were adorned by lighter green stockings and brown boots. On her back were what appeared to be two large differently-shaped leaves arranged like a sword and a shield.

The other, Wave, was of Kirby's species, though a bit smaller. His skin was sky blue with darker blue feet. His eyes were white, as were the wavy markings that decorated his body. He looked around, looking rather confused, and then he did something that astonished Master Hand. Two points on his back turned watery and shot out, twisting and expanding into the basic shape of something before solidifying. The Kirby now had blue, feathery wings sticking out of his back. He flapped them happily a few times, before the wings turned into water again and sunk back into his body.

What did they create? Master Hand thought. The Hylian looked up at him and spoke.

"Hi! I'm Leaf! You're Master Hand right?"

The hand was a little surprised that she knew that, but shrugged it off and replied, "I am. Do you know how you got here?"

Leaf looked a little confused at the question. "You teleported us here, didn't you? You invited us, after all."

False memories… The hand concluded. What else had the two authors thought of?

Wave looked around as if searching for something, then turned to look up at Master Hand. "Do you have a camera?" He asked in an almost baby-like voice.

The Smash Bros. leader didn't expect a question like that. "Um, sure?" He snapped his fingers, and a digital camera appeared in the Kirby's hands. Wave held the camera up at Crazy Hand and pressed the large button, taking a picture of the hand, who went into another insane spasm at the flash.

Wave ignored the twitching, screaming hand and just stared at the camera for several seconds, before glaring at Master Hand. "There's no photo!"

Master Hand inwardly sighed and snapped his fingers again, creating an old-fashioned camera this time. Wave took it and snapped a photo of Leaf, who started seeing spots from the rather bright flash. The film developed and printed out, and he smiled widely.

"So, uh, what now?" Leaf asked once she could see again, a little nervous because of the awkward silence.

Master Hand thought it over. If these two had memories of a false family, then he couldn't reject them and send them back to a home they didn't have. He wasn't that heartless. Winged and Ether had left them here to become Smashers, so there was really only one morally right option left.

"We'll discuss that later. For now, let's introduce you to the Smashers."

Author's Note:

…Did we just portray ourselves as two jerks with nearly no sense of right or wrong who create life for our own amusement?

I don't know, you tell me. You're the smart one. Don't all authors do that, though?

True. Anyway, first things first. Yes, it's an OC story. Leaf and Wave are OCs. We've done what we hope is a creative way of introducing them into the story, though, and we've developed their personalities to try and make them believable characters, not Mary Sues.

Second, Winged and I are not going to be in this story that much, just at the beginning and maybe towards the end. We won't be hanging around the mansion; we'll be in the pocket dimension that was shown at the beginning. It's an OC story that we're nervous enough about already; we don't need to make it a self-insert story as well.

Third, this is our first story about OCs that will actually have more than one chapter. So like Ether said, we're nervous about it. If it sucks, we'll get rid of it and go back to our normal humor stories. We'll just have to find out if it's any good or not.

…Okay, that's enough of our ranting! Please review and tell us what you think! Bye!