Author's Notes and Disclaimers!: HyperHomingAttack will never ever have copyrights Super Smash Bros. Brawl or any of the games in the series. She also doesn't own any of the characters which belong to Nintendo, SEGA, and Konami respectively.

I wrote this because I wanted to write something funny where my favorite characters weren't standing in the backround! These three don't get enough love! (and not in the romance kind of love!)

Please enjoy.

-Prologue: Three Brawlers and a Wii-

"Got any threes?"

"Nope."

"….Ummm…" A card was picked silently from the pile during a game of Go Fish. This specific game was taking place in the "Miscellaneous Smashers" dorm in the large mansion. All of the brawlers in the dorm had agreed on playing Go Fish. There was an upset tap on the ground causing Samus to look at the hedgehog sitting next to her.

Everyone knew Sonic has three threes, but no one had the card he needed. Everyone also knew that Sonic was impatient, and wouldn't stop asking until he found his card. Solid Snake not being very friendly to the blue speedster when he asked the soldier every eight or so turns wasn't helping much either. Most of the Smashers thought the game would be so much more fun if the third party characters sat out.

"Beep." Mr. Game and Watch turned to the Ice Climbers.

"Sorry. Go fish!" They said in unison. Apparently they didn't have the Jack the 2D man wanted.

ROB looked at Sonic. "Do you have any eights?" He inquired in his monotone voice.

"Yep! Here you go!" Sonic happily handed the robot a card as he finished.

"That's a nine." Snake stated, glancing at the hedgehog. Sonic could have sworn the man was glaring at him.

"Whoops! Sorry!" He blinked, staring at the card before returning it to his hand. "Here's my eight."

"You should look at your cards before you hand them to people." The soldier warned.

"Uh huh. Won't happen again." After that, the room became quiet again.

"Umm. Pit?" Everyone looked at Sonic. "It's your turn. Right, man?"

"Yes." The angel glanced at his hand. "Samus? Do you have an Ace?"

The bounty huntress in the power suit nodded. She didn't talk much, but everyone seemed to enjoy her company anyway.

Pit smiled happily as he placed his cards down. He looked over at the Ice Climbers since it was their turn.

"Do you have any twos, Snake?"

"Go fish." He answered with his eyes shut.

"That's my pie!"

"What are you talkin' bout? I got this from the kitchen yesterday!"

"Yeah! It's mine! I bought it two days ago to eat after I won that brawl against Jigglypuff!"

"This isn't that pie!

"Yes it is!"

"No it's not!"

"Yes it is!"

"No it's-"

"Be quiet! The both of you!" Kirby and King Dedede turned to Meta Knight. The masked swordfighter shook his head. "You two are always arguing!"

"We wouldn't be arguing if Dedede didn't steal my food!" Kirby piped up.

"I did not steal your food, Kirby!"

"Yes you-"

"Enough!" Meta Knight silenced the duo again. "You're giving me a headache."

"That is the biggest loophole I have ever heard of." Lucario turned back to Pikachu. The mouse pokemon was grinning ear to ear.

"Aren't I a genius?" To anyone else, they would have heard "Pika-pi-chu."

"I would never put myself though that." The aura pokemon frowned.

"Meh. It's good for flashy entrances." The small, yellow pokemon shrugged.

"I mean… Making yourself your own pokemon trainer? Isn't that a bit radical?"

"No." Pikachu tilted his head. "All I did was capture myself in a pokeball so no trainer could get me. I think it was the smartest thing I've ever done!"

"I myself would never do that." Lucario still seemed a tad puzzled.

"It keeps Red out of my hair. I don't know what I'd do if I were you."

Lucario glanced back at the Pokemon Trainer. He was staring at the blue and black pokemon with a mischievous glint in his eyes and a pokeball in his hand. You couldn't see his eyes though the shade of the night.

"I do what I-" Lucario's telepathic words were interrupted as he ducked under the pokeball just thrown at him. Red was cursing to himself in the near distance.

"I won." Captain Falcon said confidently, displaying all his matches.

"I'm sorry, Falcon." Sonic was frowning. "Olimar and his Pikmin won. By one match. I'm sorry, buddy."

Captain Falcon groaned as the pikmin danced around Olimar in the backgrounds. The F-Zero racer seemed very disappointed, but everyone else didn't seem too happy either.

"Meeting." Samus announced in a firm voice. She was speaking for the crowd.

"Hmm?" Sonic grinded to a stop in front of Samus with a squeak of his sneakers.

"I have heard of complaints from many of us, so I have made a decision." Everyone seemed happy with decisions Samus made, so she was usually the one who made them. "Due to complaints about two of us in this group, Snake and Sonic…"

Sonic looked down in shame and surprise. Snake stood with a brow raised.

"I am suggesting they both move out because they cannot get along. They are ruining experiences of others. Perhaps they can start a third party character dorm."

"Huh?' Sonic seemed confused. "I don't have any problems with Snake."

"I have a problem with you, hedgehog." Solid Snake didn't look at him.

"Oh." Sonic wasn't accustomed to people disliking him. Of course, neither he nor Snake himself knew why the soldier didn't like the celebrity of a hedgehog.

"Wait!" Everyone stared at Sonic. When was he going to shut up? "It's not fair to kick us both out! We should have a vote!"

Samus nodded. "Fine, Sonic, we'll have a vote. All in favor of Sonic staying, raise your hand."

The Ice Climbers, Captain Falcon, and Mr. Game and Watch raised their hands. Sonic sighed in defeat. That wasn't enough votes.

"Sorry, Sonic."

"It's okay! I'll find someone to room with!" Sonic grinned but he was obviously upset. It wasn't like he wasn't happy for Snake, though. "I'll go pack my bags."

"You two are never going to stop arguing are you?"

"No." They agreed for once.

Meta Knight groaned, grabbing a suitcase. "I really can't take your fights anymore." He grumbled.

"You're not leaving are you, Meta?!" Kirby gasped as he nodded. "Who's gonna stop me from eating all the sugar?!"

"I can do that whether or not we're in the same room."

"Oh." Kirby shuffled his feet.

"What's wrong with you?!" Lucario growled at Red. The pokemon trainer didn't answer as he pulled out another pokeball. Lucario caught this one, and smashed it to pieces with his Force Palm attack. Red soundlessly and almost mindlessly shuffled though his backpack for another red and white orb. Lucario saw this as his chance, he quickly snatched his sack from on the wall, and sprinted out of the dorm as fast as his legs would carry him.

"I need a new room." The hand at the desk seemed interested as he recalled what had just happened. All those newcomer smashers said the same thing when they walked in his office, one after another.

"Why?" he asked the same question to the three of them. They, of course, had different answers.

"It wasn't safe."

"I was kinda kicked out…."

"I couldn't stand my roommates' arguing."

"Fine." Master Hand said that to all of them too.

"Thank you!"

"But I must warn you the only room I have available is haunted." They had different reactions to that too.

"Haunted?"

"Don't worry, Master Hand! I'm not afraid of ghosts! I've dealt with them before."

"What kind of haunted?"

"It is said that the souls of the two former pokemon smashers."

"Mewtwo and Pichu. Right?" They all said something similar to that.

"Yes, so you must be careful."

"Don't worry yourself, Master Hand, I will." They had said as they took the slip of paper with the room's number on it.

"Those smashers just can't help but make me worried." The fingers on the large hand drooped. "Oh well! I'll just beat them straight later!" Master Hand laughed maniacally. Yup. All the smashers said he was a kook.

"This is the spot." The blue smasher said to himself. His bag was slung over his shoulder carelessly. He would have been at the door so much sooner if he knew where this room was. Sonic was the fastest Brawler on foot. He looked across the hall. "Assist Trophy Dorms." The hedgehog read off that door. "Huh. Always wondered where they were." The golden plaque on the door of his room was blank, unlike the other's. He took out his key, which was hidden in his quills, nonchalantly opening the door and replacing it.

There were three beds. That was the first things the fastest hedgehog alive noticed. There was also a closet and an entertainment room. He dropped his bag on the floor, near the bed he planned to sleep in, the one next to the window. Sonic looked out to see the pleasant view of the garden before walking into the room with the television.

Sonic turned the flat screen on, and looked at what was underneath it. There were DVD shaped boxes. On the front, in the corner, Sonic saw the word Wii. If that was a word… Must go in that white thing. He thought. It must be a Wii. Oh hey! Must be that thing Mario was talking about that one time. Doesn't look like it'd sound like "we".

Sonic looked at the three games, Wii Fit, Wii Sports, and Wii Play. Very original, are we? Wonder if I can find any more games for this thing. He put in the disc that said Wii Fit on it. The screen had an unreadable message on it. Oh. Maybe this thing isn't a Wii after all. He yawned with disinterest and tried it again, this time with the colored side facing to the left. This time it worked. After five minutes, he managed to figure out what controlled the Wii, and clicked the Wii Fit icon on the menu.

After it loaded Sonic was surprised by a small, cute voice.

"Hello!" It was the balance board, even though our hedgehog protagonist didn't know it. "Are you a Brawler?" It asked.

Sonic clicked on the yes option with the wiimote curiously. The balance board hopped with joy.

"Great! So?... Which are you, my friend?" The screen read. Pictures of all the smashers appeared on the screen. Mario was, of course, was the first. Sonic himself was last. He clicked on the grinning image of himself. A cartoon version of the blue hedgehog fell to the opposite side of the screen from the balance board. Sonic laughed at its reaction and cuteness. It grinned and gave his signature smile afterwards.

"Okay, Sonic!" His name was highlighted in red. "Do you want to more know about balance?" The cartoon and the real version were both doing the same thing, tapping their feet. He selected no.

"Great!" The balance board twirled.

A few seconds later, Sonic found himself under a couch trying to pry the balance board out to turn it on. He chuckled in triumph as he pressed the button on the back and stepped on.

After a Basic Balance Test, Sonic played games for a half hour, getting sleepy. Even our blue hero needed rest! So he staggered over to the bed by the window, pulled the covers over himself, and fell asleep for the night.

Meta Knight growled at the doorknob above him. Being his height had advantages, but this wasn't one of them. He easily managed to stand on the tips on his feet to get the key in, but he didn't enjoy having to make himself uncomfortable by doing it. He grumbled softly to himself as he pushed the door closed before giving a sigh of relief. It was quiet in here, and the masked puffball enjoyed that. He softly and soundlessly glided to the windowsill.

Meta Knight stared out into space, to the stars glittering and the soft, blue moonlight. Somehow, he had stared so long in his thoughts, he began to daydream. Daydreaming turned to regular dreaming, so the body of the swordfighter fell into the bed below. A twitch of his gloved hand, and the blanket covered him, masking Meta Knight from view.

Thump, Thump,Thump. Lucario's heartbeat was pounding in his ears as he heard Red's foot steps. He could hear Squirtle's cries, and knew he was being hunted. The Pokemon Trainer shouted more orders as he turned the corner. This was the last corner. Lucario grabbed the handle of the nearby door, and fumbled anxiously with the key. After a few nervous gasps, he ripped the door open, and slammed it shut. He put his back to it with a horrified breath, and locked it.

Thump- Tha-dump… It was slowing down now, his fearful heart. Lucario winced in the pain in his chest from running that fast. The angry stitch pleaded with him to rest. The aura pokemon never knew he could run nearly that quickly. The fear of his capture must have surged his adrenaline. He wearily looked at the bed beside him, and collapsed on it with a pained sigh.

AN: The Wii didn't have such a big part when I first imagined this! Grr...