Chapter 3- It's a…Whoop-de-freaking-doo, I updated. I'm not very happy right now, in case you haven't noticed. I haven't seen my favorite cousin in ages. He could own any of you at Super Smash Bros. Brawl, as Capt. Falcon. On with my fic, peoples.

Fox handed Mario a strange-looking device, stating,

"It's a camera, and a control-device, all in one. But the question is, what was it doing there?" Kirby and Meta-Knight stepped up and inspected it.

"Do you think someone was spying on us," Meta Knight inquired.

"Maybe."

Meanwhile, in the control room, a creature was on the control panel, sitting in a seat in front of a ton of cameras posted nearly everywhere in the mansion, including the panel with all the controls on it. pushing various buttons. It pulled down a lever, hissing.

That will teach you, all of you, to mess with the likes of me. The being thought this as it watched the four smashers on Final Destination brawl on and on.

Everything is going perfectly, the revenge-bent being gave a sinister chuckle.

Master Hand floated toward the control room, while holding coffee. He left the machine on autopilot while he got some coffee. Master Hand attempted to open the door.

Clunk.

"Wha!?" Exclaimed Master Hand. "…Why is the control room locked!? Why are the lights off in there!?"

Who's behind all this? And why is he or she so bent on getting revenge against Master Hand and the Smashers? Did Wolf ever defeat Meta Knight on their Match!? And will I ever update again!? Find out next time! (When I update, that is. I'll only continue this story if I get 3 or more reviews, so tell other people about this story, non-reviewing jerks!)