You can skip this intro if you wanna, but real talk, I'm sorry that I haven't been able to get these chapters out as soon as I actually want them to be out. I wanted this series to have a chapter each day, but the last time I actually updated this piece of steamy garbage was over a month ago. I'm so sorry that I can't produce these things faster, but you gotta remember, I have a personal life as well, and I often tend to get busy, like most of you do as well. So, lemme just cut this short. I'll try and make more stories and chapters to all your favorite stories on here! And, of course, I will step away from stories like Smash Bros every so often, cause I don't want you guys to think I'm a one trick pony, or whatever. So, yeah. PM me if you have a request for a story and I guess that's it. So, enjoy!

PS: Sorry there was no skit for the intro this time...

Our group of smasher were making their way downstairs, and they were greeted with the sight of all of smashers were down there as well. This just pissed off Ike, as he didn't enjoy people...like, at all. Well, besides Peach.

But, this sight just made Pit fulled to the brim with joy. Finally, all the smashers together in one place was the perfect opportunity to make some new friends. While Samus, Wii Fit, and Zelda on the other hand were still wondering what the fuck was going on.

Though, this thought didn't really remain in their heads for too long, once Master Hand came on the mic. He had to settle everyone down, as chatter was filling the room. But, once he did, everyone went quiet.

"Good Morning, everyone!" He said, with glee. He would smile if he could. "As you all heard, I am taking a trip to Las Vegas, and I am taking 8 lucky smashers with me!" He told, causing the smashers to cheer wildly. Well, everyone cheered, aside from people like Ike and Samus.

"Settle down, now..." Master Hand spoke, and everyone soon did so. "The eight lucky peopls that will be joining me in Las Vegas next week, are..."

"Ike...Marth...Link...Wii Fit Trainer...Samus...Zelda...Peach...and...Olimar!" He told. Immediately everyone who wasn't chosen sighed. Pit was devasted. He went almost everywhere with his friends. But, he still tried and kept a smile. As long as his peers were happy, so was he.

Samus looked down at him. She then bent down and hugged him, an whispered in his ear. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart..." She would only ever call Pit these kinda names in private. That would explain Samus whispering. "I guess...better luck next time...? Look...what can I say to make you feel better?" She asked.

"That you'll at least bring me something back?" He requested. "Sure thing..,but, at least you'll be able to catch up with that goddess of yo-" "Wait a second!" Master Hand said. "There has been a mishap! Sincerely Sorry, Mr. Olimar. You will not be joining us in Las Vegas..." He told, causing Olimar to pout.

"The person that will be taking his spot will be...Pit T. Angel!" He told. Nobody was really excited. Well, nobody besides Samus. The room then filled with chatter, as people were complaining to each other. Link looked over at Pit and Samus hugging. "Um, I hate to ruin the moment, but we gotta go. Before we get man handled by DK, or reverse warlock punched by Ganon." Link suggested.

"So, come on! Move your asses!" Ike told, as he began to run upstairs. Peach was right behind him, while Wii Fit was weirdly close to Marth. Link carried Zelda bridal style, while they talked softly to each other. Pit and Samus were holding hands. The rest of the smashers didn't even notice they had left.

The group then made their way to their lounge. Link plopped Zelda onto the floor. And he sat next to her. Ike dove into a beanbag chair, Peach soon after diving into his lap. Wii Fit then laid down on a yoga mat, that had been in the room due to her likeliness. Marth then sat down in front of the TV, and turned it on, along with his PS4. Pit and Samus sat in beanbag chairs that were butted up against each other. "So, what's the plan?" Marth asked.

He was clearly asking Ike, since he was the leader of this little group. Well, that's only kinda true. Him and Samus usually fight over who's leader from time to time. So, at the moment its just a democracy. "We pack our bags and get ready for the best time of our fucking lives!" Ike told.

"Its still risky as shit...what if something happens? Doesn't it seem weird that conveniently 8 spots were open? And MH specifically chose all eight of us?" Samus was actually worried for once. Pit noticed this and thought it was weird. "I mean, she has a point." Pit then backed her up.

"Fine, if you too don't wanna enjoy Vegas with the rest of us, you can just stay here. And, you can have someone else take your spots." Ike told them. "But, I guess you two will just miss out. I knew ever since you made that angel of yours your boyfriend, you became much more of a pussy." Ike smired.

This made Samus pissed off. She was a lot of things, but a pussy was not one of them. "Like hell I'm a pussy! I'll go to Vegas and prove to you that I'm not a whiney little bitch!" She challenged. Samus never needed anyone's approval usually. But, this is one of the times her anger gets the best of her.

"Alright." Ike's smirk became wider. "Shouldn't we begin to get our stuff packed up?" Zelda suggested, tugging on Link's tunic to get his attention. He was playing a shooter game with Marth. "Um...yeah...yeah.." He was trying not to get killed. Zelda knew he wasn't paying attention though.

"Zelda's got a point." Wii Fit said. She was doing sit ups. Marth died in the game a few minutes ago, so he was watching Wii Fit in awe. But, she didn't notice. "We might as well get packing done as soon as we can." She added. "Eh...we should probably do it as late as we can. Probably as late as two days before we leave." Peach suggested.

Samus, Ike, Wii Fit, and Zelda gave Peach a look. Marth didn't because he was focused on Wii Fit's abs. Link was focused on the game. And, Pit was on his 3DS. "What the fuck? Why?!" Samus asked, furrowing her brows. "What if this trip to Vegas turns out not happening? Then, we would've done all the packing for nothing!" She told.

"Huh...she does have a point as well..." Wii Fit added. "Well, it looks like we might have to take a vote..." Zelda suggested, causing Ike to groan with displeasure. "Fuck that...voting isn't gonna do shit." He crossed his arms and looked away. "All in favor of packing now, Raise your left arm." Zelda said anyways. Samus, Wii Fit, Zelda and Pit raised their hands. Only, because Samus forced his arm to do so.

"1...2...3..4..." Zelda counted. Ike then groaned once again. "Come the fuck on! This voting ain't gonna do shi-" Ike was cut off, as Master Hand soon came on the intercom. "Would all the smashers that were chosen for the trip please report to the main lobby immediately? Thank you." He ended.

"Now we gotta deal with this shit...great...just fucking great..." Ike grunted. But, Peach soon rubbed his chest, and cuddled into him. "Shhhhh...its gonna be fine..." She cooed. She then kissed his cheek, leaving him to expect one of the lips.

"Anyways, let's just head downstairs and see what Master Hand wants shall we?" Marth suggested. "Agreed." The ladies said in unison. The guys agreed to it as well after a bit, and they all left the lounge.

Welp, that's chapter 2 for ya. I have a feeling this was kinda sloppy. And, so you don't have to wait, chapter 3 is being made as soon as this one gets published! So, always keep that a new chapter is currently being made! Anyways, see ya later!