It was a calm morning as any other at the Smash Mansion. It was a clear sky, the sun shining brightly as it slowly rose inside the mansion. It was all quiet. People specifically invited came to fight, but it was more than that the fact that everyone met with one another to get along and share their own tales of adventures or current life.

In one of the rooms on the second floor, a teenage boy was slumbering in his bed. He was wearing pajamas that had blue and light blue streaks on them. He had black hair that was a mess, a red baseball cap resting nearby on his nightstand. He was Ness, a boy from the town of Onett, gifted with psionic powers at birth. He was one of the children of the mansion invited and one of the original contestants, having been there for every single invitation he had received. He always enjoyed coming back to meet his friends, even if some of them could not return due to not getting invitations.

Ness was slumbering peacefully. He would normally sleep in an extra hour or two in the morning. Just then he felt something on the side of his head. He opened his blue eyes that easily adjusted to the darkness. He saw a small pink limb that was touching him. Ness sat up. His blankets were a bit untidy, nothing new to his mornings so far. He looked over, seeing a pink puff ball lying beside him that had a green nightcap with a white bobble on his head. The black haired boy picked up the pink puff ball, slightly awakening it.

"Kirby. Why are you in my bed?" Ness asked, seeing one of his best friends that had the ability to copy one of someone else's abilities just by inhaling them. The raven haired boy was more confused by how long his pink friend had slumbered with him.

"Poy-poyo…" Kirby spoke, not having a vocabulary. Really this wasn't the first time his friend had been caught sharing his bed. He assumed it was the same reason as last time.

"Villager working early again?" Ness guessed, assuming this to be about Kirby's roommate, a newcomer so to speak who did work late. Kirby nodded a yes, hoping that his friend wouldn't mind him staying to sleep. Ness put Kirby down, letting him rest on the pillow. The young boy didn't mind, for the pink star child's presence always brightened his mood. A lot of people in the smash mansion liked Kirby.

"You can sleep here. I'll just go grab some breakfast," Ness claimed, getting up. Kirby nodded, thankful to his good friend for allowing him to sleep in his bed. Ness looked over to another nearby bed that belonged to his own roommate who was still asleep in it, buried under his own blankets to try and keep the morning light out when it did reach their window. The young boy heard a light tapping on the side of the wall. It was a lot louder than it sounded. He knew that was Kirby's room next door and probably his roommate making noise every time he entered the closet. He fixed his red cap on his head and left the room, seeing the hallway that had a nice carpeting to it and various pictures hanging from the walls.

Ness approached the neighbouring door and knocked lightly on it. He didn't hear any objections so he grabbed the doorknob and turned it, entering inside. The room looked odd to his eyes. Kirby and his roommate clearly had different tastes. He saw one half of the room which just had a bed with a basic white blanket on it, but was a pretty big bed for someone of Kirby's size. The other side of the room had a bed that clearly hadn't been touched yet since it was last made. He saw a desk with a filing cabinet by it, and here on the desk sat a boy around his age, looking a little shorter than he did, his hair being chestnut colored. He was at the desk in red pajamas which was mostly just a red shirt that had a number 2 on the front of it.

"Villager, are you okay?" Ness put his hand on his shoulder, getting his attention, noticing a lot of various paperwork and files on the desk. The teenage boy was known as villager, a mayor that had been invited, though like anyone else with a position of power from their homeland, they still had to do minor management in their spare time. Villager nodded. He had bags under his eyes, having not slept for the past two days.

"Your work's starting to make Kirby sneak into my room more. I don't mind another pillow, but it's gonna hurt his fighting schedule if you keep waking him up," Ness requested that he prioritized the work more in the daytime. He didn't mind the pink puffball sleeping with him, in fact it was a joke he heard commonly from their friends. Villager looked back to his desk, letting his head rest on his hand. He was a mute, but he did display nothing but guilt. Ness sat down on the bed near him.

"Is there anything I can do to help?" Ness offered, aware that this might be a thing taking up all of his friend's time, and if it was getting this bad, he had to do something to help. Villager thought for a second, but then got a smile, opening the filing cabinet and beginning to rummage around through it, pulling out a small yellow folder. He handed it over to the raven haired boy who then opened it. He read the contents inside. "Temporal Mayorship takeover due to illness that makes the current mayor unable to make decisions."

"You want me to be mayor for you?" Ness questioned, viewing the file. It was only a temporary thing. Villager nodded, pointing to another part of the file that had a box for his signature for how long the temporary mayor was going to be in charge. The smashers did have easy access to one another's worlds, and if he could aid in helping a friend and all it did was cost him a few days, he didn't have any reason to protest. Ness took the pen from his chestnut haired associate and signed his name along the bottom.

Villager took the file and wrote down two days for how long the temporary takeover would be. He stood up happily, rushing over to the closet and beginning to gather a bunch of things in it. Ness had a worrying feeling in the back of his head but it would be worth it in the end, trading two days of work so his friends could get a proper night's rest.