Well, as stated before, this is my first fic… Ta da! I don't own Nintendo, or any of the stuff in here. If I did, Ness and Fox would share the role of being God. Sorry for any OOCinnes.

Another bright, peaceful day was dawning on the smash mansion. The residents of the mansion were sleeping in the early hour, minds filled with dreams of their lives as smashers, or of their homeworlds, or in Kirby's case, food. Of course, this serene scenario had to be disrupted. Things couldn't stay quiet in the Smash mansion for long, could they?

"PEOPLE! Shift your weak little butts over to the main lounge, NOW!" The voice of Crazy Hand filled the air as he spoke over the intercom. Or screamed, rather. He wasn't usually allowed to use said intercom. Something fishy was going on.

Following their instructions, the Smashers made their way into the lounge. Some, like Fox and Ness, appeared swiftly, ready for anything the all-powerful Hands would throw at them. Others, like Donkey Kong and Bowser lethargically made their way in, but hurried after being zapped by Crazy Hand's purple-finger-zapper-thing out of pure impatience.

Master Hand floated forward to meet the Smashers when they'd all gathered. "Good morning, Smashers. I hope you rested well. I'm sorry for you rather rude awakening." He said cheerfully, casting a dirty look at Crazy Hand. Or as close to a dirty look as he could get, not having eyes. Crazy paid no attention. "We have prepared a breakfast buffet for you this morning. We're not professional cooks, but I hope you'll find it to your liking."

Sonic tried hard not to make a sickened face. Whatever the Hands cooked, it couldn't be good.

Snake had suspicious feelings towards the Hands. He decided to voice them. "Okay, stop the butt-kissing. What do you what from us, and on a scale from one to ten, how much pain will it cause?"

Normally, Snake would be dead for insulting the Hands in such a way. But Master Hand seemed in an abnormally good mood this morning. "I'm glad you asked! Crazy, your fans and I all believe that the schedule of Brawls you are forced to fight has become rather harsh…"

"You wrote the schedule anyway, dummy." Red muttered out of Master hand's earshot.

"So we decided to make the schedule lighter, and to make up for all the time you won't spend in the arena, Crazy and I have decided to hold the mansions first-ever talent show!"

A Talent Show, thought Peach. Goody! Maybe we can all do a fashion show… or sing!

A Talent Show? Boring! I'd rather Brawl, thought Samus

A Talent Show, thought Lucas. Uh-Oh. Lucas hated performing in front of a crowd.

Mario's mind was consumed by the thought of the awaiting buffet. Maybe I'll cook for this show, he thought.

Bowser thought, forget the talent show. It's pointless. He occupied his moment with a ripe blast of air and smell from his hindquarters, causing Diddy Kong, who was behind him, to faint.

Only Sonic was brave enough to voice his opinion. "WHAT? Who'd want to do THAT?!" Sonic received a rude look from Peach. "What happens if we don't want to do it?"

"You're arrested," Crazy cackled

"He's kidding! But I thought some of you might want to pass. And not pass gas, Bowser." Master Hand replied. "So we're making the show MANDATORY. Anyone who doesn't do it… well, they get to enjoy two months of KP down at the spaceport. Unpaid. Do I make myself clear?" Master Hand began to show his regular evilness.

Every Smasher immediately nodded. KP was the last thing they wanted.

"I forgot to mention…" Master hand added, regaining his faux, forgiving mood. "We've decided that the person, or group, with the best act, will be sent to relax at Isle Delfino for three weeks, for free!" That sparked everyone's interest.

Master Hand saw he had them convinced. "The show's gonna be in here, in a week and a half, on the 27th of August. Well, just remember: Groups are allowed, and you're not allowed to perform acts involving fighting; we're trying to develop and show your talents outside the Brawling world. And my dear friends from Melee?" He turned to face Mewtwo, Young Link(who was the replacement for Toon Link at this point), Roy, Pichu and , who'd been invited to stay at the mansion recently, "The same rules apply to you. Any questions?"

The room filled with chatter, but Master hand ignored it all. "Well, then, dismissed!"

The Smashers ran forward to the buffet, and Master Hand was filled with pleasing thoughts of madness and mayhem. He knew this was going to interesting.