Hello there, I'm back from my hiatus (due to a controversial fanfic related to opinions and parody)! I'm still working on Bowser's Interviews, so this is for all you loyal reviewers (especially Plasmatroopa) waiting for the next chapter.
Because I started this 4 days before Christmas, this will go past Christmas (and possibly into New Year's Day)
Marth obtained a shopping cart and strolled into the local Smash-Mart to buy a Christmas Tree for the mansion.
"Why can't Master Hand ask Ike to do this? He always sits on his butt playing Nintendoland with Link on the Wii U Master Hand bought." Marth whined in Japanese.
"Welcome to Smash-Mart. How can I help-OMG YOU'RE MARTH LOWELL! CAN I HAVE YOUR AUTOGRAPH?" fangirled the greeter. The golden name tag said "Malon" on it.
"No. Can you just tell me where the Christmas trees are?" Marth asked politely. Malon sighed and pulled out a walkie-talkie from her pocket.
"Excuse me, but can you tell me if you have any Christmas Trees in stock?" Malon chirped into the walkie-talkie quickly. She nodded and placed the walkie-talkie back into her pocket.
"Follow me." Malon escorted the celebrity fighter prince to the Christmas aisle. There were plenty of Christmas related things there, from eggnog to wreaths.
"There it is." she said in a rapid voice while pointing at the only Christmas tree.
"Gotta go!" Malon ran back to her place, which is the entrance.
"MOVING THROUGH, MOVING THROUGH!" yelled a childish voice. Marth turned back and saw a boy wearing some metal mask with several soldiers sporting pig masks in white and green. The soldiers rolled a scarlet plush carpet, and the boy raised his sword and shot a lightning beam at Marth.
"WHAT THE F-" The beam hit Marth, knocking him out. The boy walked to the Christmas tree, and several soldiers lifted the tree off the shelf and left the store (without paying).
2 hours later:
"Sir, are you OK?" Marth woke up, to see that the Christmas tree is gone and several employees and customers crowding around him.
"Can I still have your autograph?" Malon asked.
"No." Marth shoved through the crowd and left the store.