INTERMISSION 1

It was late at night. A few days after the defeat of King Boo, to be specific.

The mansion was destroyed. Luigi paid for the reconstruction out of his own pocket. However, with all the coins he and Mario got during a certain game last year, it was a non-issue.

The Smashers recovered all the things King Boo's phantoms had snatched from the ruins of Luigi's Mansion.

They also stole all the fine wines that BamBoo had set out for if King Boo had succeeded (which he obviously didn't). Apparently, stopping his plan wasn't satisfying enough for them.

And so, sharing the wine, several of the older Smashers got very drunk over that period.

Including Pikachu.

The Pokémon stumbled into his room after sharing a drink with Meta Knight (Fox did not join in, as he took up a habit of not drinking due to being a pilot). A good nights sleep was important to the rat, even if he would be dealing with a massive hangover in the morning. Pikachu clambered into his bed and snuggled into his blanket, which is, I assure you, a very adorable sight.

And so, he dreamed.

He was in a vast plain, covered in a light fog. Through the unsettling environment, he could see a foreboding structure in the distance, from which, echoing laughs were heard.

Luigi's Mansion.

Pikachu walked forward through his nightmare cautiously.

Spherical shapes started to rise from the ground, the dew of the plains forming them - bubbles. The bubbles floated innocently around Pikachu, giving him a sense of security.

That is, until three bubbles floated in front of them.

Pikachu watched as the bubbles started to turn milky white, and then, he saw faces reflected in them. He stared at the center bubble, nervously wanting to see what it was.

The center bubble contained his face.

Then, memories flooded Pikachu's brain, and he screamed out his realization, "There's a second Trapped in a Mansion!"

"Right you are, Pikachu!"

The Pokémon spun around. He was no longer in the plain, but rather, in a room with a violet-colored lamp for lighting. There was a single fancy looking table, with two chairs set out. One for Pikachu...

...and one for me, and I was already sitting in the chair. Or is it am? Damn it, I suck at tenses. You know what, let's write this in the past tense. I already talk to people while everything else is in the past tense anyway.

"W-Where the hell am I?" Pikachu exclaimed.

I smiled and gestured at our surroundings. "Welcome, to the Velvet Room!"

"...This isn't the Velvet Room."

"I know." I sighed. "It just wasn't in the budget. Maybe I can pass this place off as a Cathedral of Shadows..."

"...Ignoring your Shin Megami Tensei references, I, um... oh right; why am I here, and what's going on?"

"You haven't taken your seat yet."

Pikachu groaned and sat himself down, crossing his arms.

"Okay. So, as you literally know, you're one of the few people that know that you're in a remake. As you just gathered, I'm remaking the sequel as well. However, since you told Fox and Meta Knight that this is a remake, they'll be relying on you to tell them what to do."

"Isn't that a good thing...?"

I slammed my fist on the table. "No it isn't! It's not entertaining!"

"Oh." Pikachu could already tell that this was going to be bad.

The manchild author grinned. "Having you guys expecting the surprises is dumb and boring! Therefore, I want to make a change - removing your memories!"

"What!"

"Yes! Fox and Meta Knight shall forget everything you've told them, and yourself will forget about the plot of the next two stories!"

"You wrote a third shitty Trapped in a Mansion story?"

"It's sort of spin-offy, but it applies! Of course, to keep things interesting... someone else will remember that they're in a remake! He shall be cursed with the burden of remembering shit no one else can, and it will be glorious!"

Pikachu was getting tired of the author's dumb bullshit. Then again, isn't he always? So, he jumped out of his seat and jumped on the author's face. "You are an asshole, Hyper!"

He just laughed it off, even though his face was getting clawed. "Ahaha! I know! However, it's too late! You've already forgotten! When you wake up, this will be nothing more than a..."

Pikachu woke up to the sound of an argument in the hallway - Pokémon Trainer and Jigglypuff were arguing about who took the last drink from the dorm's mini-fridge. However, the Pokémon was too out of it to tell them off. "...Weird dream..." he reflected before closing his eyes and dozing off, hoping that he wouldn't dream of "that weird kid" again.

COMING SOON - THE TRAPPED SERIES: TRAPPED IN A MANSION 2

Author's Note: Took me long enough! I thought a little intermission would be nice to introduce the change to the next part of the trilogy. The next chapter will probably come in late July/very early August. The next thing I'll be updating is Hyper's Fanfic Showdown 2013; the chapter is about half done, so it may be up within the next few days (keyword: may, since I'm scum when it comes to timekeeping).

Also, if you can't tell, I'm currently playing Shin Megami Tensei IV, and I am having a blast (when I'm not suffering because it is fucking hard).

Well, see you guys next time!