A/N: Hello everyone! At the time of publishing this, it's been about 3 months since the last chapter. Now that I've been struck by inspiration again and have myself settled after the ending of summer vacation, I have just the chapter to help you get warmed up to the crazy shenanigans that you've went without reading for so long.
But actually...there's not a lot of slapstick hilarity in this chapter.
This chapter reveals some pretty big, soon-to-be-enacted sequences of events that involve our admired smashers. With Smash 4 dropping, there's bound to be a huge amount of new things galore. Also, I hope that this opens up some doors to the different genre requests that wanted to be seen, going by this story's poll results. And with this story categorized as Humor/Family, I might've been able to somewhat put Family elements into this chapter.
But anyway, we can't have a welcome back without review replies! So here we are now!
Replies:
Twin Cats - Yep! All in a day's work of malfunctions. And yeah! I'm glad you have yayed for SPY. (Oh cool his initials! :D) Thanks for reading!
MidnightPulse987 - Thanks! My goal is to make you entertained here!
TARFan97 - You know, maybe Frappucinos do taste better over there. And thank you! I think the same thing about the parties and epicness. Glad you enjoyed Kirby!
NinjaWolf4 - Thank you for your reviews! I read all of them and I would reply to them all, but it would take up a lot of space, unfortunately. So thank you again for reviewing this crazy thing, and I hope you continue to enjoy these chapters. c:
UltimaRedFox - I'll see what will happen with the Pokémon in time. I'm not so sure as of yet.
Dalukes - Only time can tell what the fate of the dropped smashers will be. And just like I mentioned to the reviewer above, I'll have to see. Because there's already massive changes at this point.
Alright...so, we're going nice and easy today. No delays. No holds barred. Time to start this thing.
...The chapter starts down there, reader! Oh wait, I'm just making you wait to read because I keep adding these lines of words. Sorry. XD
Okay, this is the last line. I promise. The chapter is right down there.
With Smashers Like These:
Arrival of the Fittest - Part 1
Quiet.
Quiet is what fills the home of the Super Smash Brothers while they carry on living their accustomed, daily lifestyles as usual.
Serene.
Serene is the general mood of the house's current atmosphere since the routine occasion of bizarre occurrences had somehow lowered in activity, almost as if the forces of the universe had decided to lay off of the smashers for a while.
Normal.
Normal is a label the smashers had begun to see themselves as from the decrease of arguments, explosions and anarchy that came with living in the Smash Mansion by the day. They wanted to like this label, even embrace it for as long as they could while it had been around, but the normality of the Smash Mansion had made their lives...
...Boring.
Boring is what can express most simply and straightforwardly how the smashers feel about the respite of chaos, even though it's been desired by the smashers for as long as they could remember the first instance of disorder.
Absolutely nothing had happened for the past couple of weeks in the Smash Mansion, or even in Smashville. The lack of events made things less exciting around the house for the smashers, and in fact, some people had been actually starting to miss the activity. It might be because it's the summer, or it might be because there hasn't been another tournament in a while, but the smashers had started to feel that something had been sucked out of their lives.
And this had made some of them quite restless.
To pass the mansion's umpteenth slow day of the season, Mr. Game & Watch and R.O.B. are out on the mansion's courtyard patio. Mr. Game & Watch is taking a nap in one of the patio chairs under a patio umbrella, and R.O.B. is utilizing the sun's rays through two solar panels he had opened up on his body, holding them out in front of himself like dinner plates while standing still in his 'sleep mode' setting.
Meta Knight observes the world from under his feet as he quietly stands on one of the mansion's balconies, firmly grasping his cape folds to keep the dimensional fabric wrapped around himself.
In a meditative stance with closed eyes and a bowed head, Lucario gingerly stands on a hind leg atop the Smash Mansion's roof, skillfully balancing on the very tip of one of the mansion's several spires.
Luigi sleeps in one of the mansion's living room couches while Popo, Squirtle, and Ness watch TV in the second couch.
A Zero Suit Samus delivers hits to a sandbag in the training room alongside a sandbag-attacking Pikachu, but not without a noticeable lack of effort in her practice.
Nana hopelessly roams the mansion halls in a slow walk. She hugs herself while looking among the room doors that are either closed shut or wide open—but the wide open doors always lack occupants inhabiting the rooms. She nearly settles on returning to her own room herself when she passes a room with an open door—and this room has a person inside.
The Ice Climber steps back and drops her arms. She sees a boy in green that she recognizes to be one of her friends, sitting down and hugging his knees as he stares through the glass of his room window.
Noiselessly, she steps into the room and walks up to the boy until she is standing behind him, off to his right.
"Hey." Nana sounds in a steady voice, as to not startle him. He slightly turns his head to see who came to visit before going back to the view of the window.
"Oh, hey." Toon Link greets in a similar tone. He lowers his head so his chin can rest in the space between his kneecaps.
"What's up?"
"Not much, just thinking some."
A pause creeps its way in between the two of them and cuts off any further opportunities for conversation. Nana tries to keep the silence from prevailing by bringing up a topic.
"...It's been quiet around here, hasn't it?" Nana asks.
"Very." Toon Link responds simply, saying no more and no less.
Another pause seeps in. Nana awkwardly shuffles her feet, and soon, feels a blush forming on her cheeks. The absence of vocal interaction makes her nervous for reasons she can't seem to pick apart. It can most likely be that it's because Toon Link hasn't looked back in her direction since she first entered his room.
"...Have you seen the boys lately?" the Ice Climber attempts once more. Yet a third pause comes between the young smashers, but this one is more tolerable since Toon Link uses it to recollect the whereabouts of his friends.
"I think they're in the living room." he responds finally.
"They are?" Nana says with slight awe since she had been searching for them for a good amount of time today. "Well if they're in the living room...why don't you come with me? We can go find them."
The Hylian delays his decision for about three seconds before pushing himself off of the floor and fully standing, then turning around to face Nana.
"Okay." he obliges as he looks at her for a moment. Nana forms a smile before soon starting the trip to the living room, leading the way for Toon Link.
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The pair of young smashers walk into the Smash Mansion living room, to be greeted by the sight of a sleeping plumber, two boys, and a turtle pokémon, each respectively occupying their own couch. The pair silently makes their way to the seated trio while keeping in mind that the plumber smasher is in the middle of taking a cat nap.
They stand and observe the boys and the pokémon for not too long when they notice that the TV they're watching isn't really tuned into an actual channel, but showing a mere picture of buzzing TV static.
"Look at this; everyone's become zombies." Toon Link says, watching the slightly-open-mouthed Popo and Squirtle stare at the TV screen, appearing to be hypnotized on the spot.
"They've been watching the same still for 20 minutes now." Ness states in a low voice, leaning towards Toon Link and Nana with a hand next to his mouth. A worried expression washes over Toon Link's face.
"Jeez..."
"Don't get discouraged. I have an idea." the dark haired psychic momentarily puts a hand on the Hylian's shoulder as he hops off the couch. Holding his hands in the praying position with the idea in mind, he then says to Popo and Squirtle (and indirectly Toon Link and Nana), "Hey you guys, wanna see something cool?"
Popo and Squirtle seem break out of their zombie-like trance, mostly shown by the action of them snapping back to life and turning their heads towards Ness.
"Yeah!"
"Squirtle!"
"Awesome." Ness nods his head. He then turns to the sleeping Luigi and calls for him. "Luigi? Hey, Luigi!"
The plumber's mustache twitches twice before waking. "Zzz...hwuh?" he murmurs sleepily as the fuzzy blobs of colors in front of him become familiar figures. "Ness...? Were you calling me?"
"Yeah. Can I borrow you for a second?" Ness asks cheerfully. Toon Link and Nana exchange wary glances.
"Oh, erm...alright."
Luigi stands from the couch and squeezes a shoulder to the side of his head before switching over to the next one. "What do you need?"
"Can you make a fireball, please?"
Luigi forms a questioning look. But he decides not to say anything for the sake of it being Ness, then cleanly turns up a palm with a now burning green fireball in it. The ribbons of flame create a reflection in the PSI user's pupils from the light.
"Perfect." Ness cracks a smile from how well his idea is following through. "Now guys, watch this."
Ness slowly raises his hands to the fireball. He then starts moving his hands around the fireball as if he were a fortune teller reading a crystal orb, and with the movement the fireball seems to begin to calm down. He keeps doing this until the flaming ball no longer looks like a fireball, but now a glowing orb of luminescent green light. Ness has manipulated the fireball's heat energy to wrap around a center point in a spherical form.
The others swarm around the plumber and the psychic at the sight of the marveling trick of PSI.
"Whoa!"
"Squirtle..."
"Wow. Ness, that's pretty cool." Popo, Squirtle, and Luigi say respectively. Ness sticks his tongue out of his mouth while in concentration of keeping the orb energy consistent.
"Thanks." he says, feeling internally pleased with himself.
That's when a distinct beep rings throughout not only the living room, but the whole entire house. The beep coming from the Smash Mansion's intercom allows Master Hand's voice to crackle through the speakers.
"Attention all smashers: report to the living room within five minutes. I repeat, report to the living room within five minutes. There is a highly important and urgent announcement that needs to be shared as soon as possible. Thank you."
"Finally, something!" Toon Link expresses at he looks up at the living room intercom, satisfied with learning that he isn't going to be derived of activity any longer.
"What do you think the announcement is about?" Nana asks the group.
"A day trip?" Toon Link suggests.
"A vacation?" Popo guesses.
"A Smash Mansion event?"
"A visitor?"
"A confession of whoever's been using my Wii U every single night for the past couple of weeks without charging the Gamepad for the next day?" Ness tosses in, furrowing his eyebrows at the day's earlier memory of finding his Gamepad even uncharged when he woke up in the morning.
"Well, that's not really urgent..." Nana muses openly.
"To be honest Ness, I think that's—"
"Nooooo!"
Toon Link gets cut off by a shout that sounds from down the hall. All eyes in the room wander to the direction to the hallway.
"Is that Lucas?" Nana wonders out loud with a raised eyebrow.
Then out of nowhere, what appears to be a walking coffee table runs into the living room at random. It stops a few feet away from the others and looks around the room excitedly, as if the table were a dog searching for a tennis ball.
"What the...?" Popo voices with perplexity.
Lucas shortly arrives on the scene in a frantic rush. When he spots the sentient coffee table he makes a mad dash for it, only for the table to catch on quickly and start haphazardly running around the room. The blonde psychic soon figures out where the table is heading next as it makes a sharp turn and runs towards the group of smashers.
"Ness, look out!" Lucas warns with an outstretched hand, seeing that the coffee table is running straight at him.
"But I—WHOA!"
Fwoosh!
The mistake that Ness makes is looking away from Mr. Saturn's coffee table to look at Lucas, and the table promptly rams into him at full force and sends him falling backwards to the floor. Because of this, his concentration on the suppressed fireball breaks, and the fireball ultimately explodes in destabilization.
The smoke detector and the newly-added-sprinklers-from-the-last-incident go off in the living room and the mansion's larger rooms. The spraying water in the training room gets Pikachu wet, and not liking the sudden water he charges up energy that soon blows a fuse in the training room. Spare electricity from Pikachu bounces over to a rectangular flower pot holding growing Pikmin, and a yellow Pikmin twitches from the energy with other Pikmin in the pot twitching from the yellow one's movement. With the falling water, the Pikmin pop out of the dirt too early and begin running around wildly, now streaming out of the training room into the freedom of the house.
Wanting to get out out the sprinklers, Peach attempts to run to her bedroom and get away from the water, which makes her run into Bowser. Bowser laughs and slings Peach over his shoulder in the hopes of making off with another kidnapping and he runs up the stairs, but Mario sees this and runs after him. Mario gets to the second floor and tries to stop Bowser by throwing his conveniently possessed RPG hammer, but it misses and it hits a walking Red in the knee. Charizard and Ivysaur run towards Red in his aid when a traveling Pit trips over Ivysaur and faceplants on the ground, before getting run over by Wario driving his motorcycle in the house again. Wario apparently drives through the wall where Meta Knight is standing outside on the balcony, and Meta Knight gets sent off the platform by the motorcycle and falls. Sonic, standing in Meta Knight's fall path, is knocked over and falls into the pool, now flailing around with the only means of help from an unconscious knight on the ground.
Lucario loses his balance from the break of concentration and falls backwards from his spire and lands on Mr. Game & Watch, which surprises the sleeping R.O.B. and makes him shoot a Super Robo Beam at a nearby wall of the mansion. It goes through the walls and grazes Jigglypuff in her bedroom, and she shrieks so loudly that the windows and several pieces of glass items break, including Kirby and Yoshi's milkshake cups. They quickly run and scream in fear towards the direction of the kitchen when they collide with the Kongs, Diddy Kong's popgun firing a peanut that hits Falco in the head, and Falco knocks into Fox standing next to him as he falls. The Landmaster keys in their pockets have the buttons pressed that makes the car alarms blare after they fall over, and Wolf taking a nap in his Landmaster accidentally turns the key with his foot in his bout of awoken flailing, and his Landmaster turns on. The autopilot option gets locked and the futuristic tank drives itself out of the garage, heading for an Ike, Marth, Sheik and Link sparring outside to run (and scream) for their lives.
A jaw dropped Zelda having outside tea with King Dedede tries to help by shooting a Light Arrow at the Landmaster, but she misses and nearly takes off a nearby Ganondorf's head. Angered, Ganondorf stomps over to Zelda, only for King Dedede to protectively step in front of her. Ganondorf whips out his sword as King Dedede readies his hammer, and the two push their weapons against each other in an X formation when they suddenly stop, to see Snake and Olimar running after a horde of assorted Pikmin, with a leading yellow Pikmin holding one of Snake's grenades since the troop and its leader thinks it's food. Unfortunately, the yellow Pikmin ends up pulling out the grenade key in curiosity, oblivious to Captain Falcon coming at it with a light speed Falcon Punch in that exact moment...
The smashers in the living room soon hear a muffled explosion from outside and jump at the sound, along with feeling the rumbling sensation of a slight tremor afterward.
"COME ON!" everyone outside collectively yells. In a lower decibel of the previous shout, someone is heard to mutter, "We were so close to going a month without explosions..."
"Ahh, just like good ol' times!" Ness reminisces with a fond smile over the beeping of the smoke detector and the spray of sprinkler water.
"Ness, what are you doing? Let's go!" Nana pulls at the dreamy psychic's soaking shirt sleeve and drags him out of the room, following after the rest of the quickly evacuating smashers.
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After the madness had subsided, the smashers (who are either charred, bruised and bandaged, sopping wet, or even a combination of them all) are now standing outside the Smash Mansion in a large uniform line, and both Master and Crazy Hand floating before them.
The intense grilling silence that overcasts the housemates is overwhelming. Overwhelming enough that not a single person dares to break eye contact with Master Hand, if even for a second. Some can feel their own bodies twitching, seizing and aching for a chance to move about, but they force themselves to remain still, as no one can predict what ravenous hell may befall the smashers next.
This silence drags on for a little bit more until Master Hand prepares to speak, with a simple flex of his fingers.
"...I—"
"We're sorry, Master Hand." the handful of smashers who can speak apologize abruptly to cut the hand off. If Master Hand had eyes, he would've blinked them in bewilderment at how fast the apology came.
"...T-Thank you. It's quite alright." he calmly affirms, to the surprise of a few smashers. Master Hand doesn't even seem to be remotely infuriated in the slightest from the mass of chaos that unfolded, but others decide not to question anything and just go with it. It's probably best to not give him any ideas and actually make him ticked off in the long run.
The Hands are scary when they're angry.
Master Hand composes himself again and clears his throat before speaking.
"Since it may take a while to dry out the inside of those rooms, I might as well share the announcement I wanted to give out here. Now, to begin."
Master Hand allows a pauses to settle in before going on.
"There is going to be another Smash Brothers tournament."
The smashers explode into a mass of wild cheers.
As the shouts of "Aw yeah!" and "Woohoo!" and other celebratory phrases fill the air, a giddy Peach bounces up and down excitedly before initiating a group hug with Mario and Luigi, King Dedede raises Kirby and Meta Knight onto each of his shoulders, Zelda, glancing hopefully between Link and Samus with a warm smile, slips each of her hands into one of theirs and gives them a squeeze, and the pokémon engage in appreciative nods and gestures of the like. Though, others such as Ganondorf, Bowser, and Wolf only express their enthusiasm through quiet and prideful smirks.
"But," Master Hand interrupts suddenly. And the cheers come to an abrupt, harsh stop.
"That doesn't mean it won't come without change."
Everyone drops their joyous act of celebration to straighten up and look to Master Hand for the rest of his explanation.
"I've been renovating areas of the house for newcomers." he begins, "There are also new stages, pieces of music, costumes, Assist Trophies, and other content to be introduced in the next tournament; but we can get to the technical details later. There will be a major overhaul of nearly everything here to transition from the third era to the fourth, from the new mechanics and tournament aesthetics, to the new rooming requirements and movesets."
"So...does this also mean there will be cuts?" a brave Sonic ventures to ask right after Master Hand finishes his sentence.
A silence grasps the hand's nonexistent tongue and he is forced to hold back his next word, leaving the smashers in an uncomfortable pause.
"...Yes."
"Oh." the smashers solemnly respond to the well expected answer with lowered heads, their once festive moods now abandoned.
"...Why didn't you tell us about this sooner?" Fox asks.
"You all would've been so distraught if I gave you the news at an earlier point in time, and I didn't want to bring about melancholy vibes in our considerably happy home. In fact, what happened today probably wouldn't have happened at all since you'd all be so down." Master Hand says, adding a light laugh at the end to attempt lift the smashers' spirits.
A weak chuckle from the Super Smash Brothers is given in return.
"But worry not, and be merry, dear smashers. This is why tomorrow night, we're having a welcoming party!"
Now the smashers are mildly confused at the hand's sudden proposal. Many lift their heads and reveal faces with quizzical looks on them.
"Um, Master Hand, don't you remember the last time there was a party here? And I'm talking about before Smashmas." Falco recalls for the hand.
"Oddly, I do not."
"And don't forget last year's Smashgiving. I never want to be left alone without your management ever again." a troubled Pit says as he slowly shakes his head while remembering the previous events of last year's holiday. A small laugh emits from Master Hand before he gives his reply.
"I'm very flattered smashers, but don't worry. I'll be staying at the house this time. And with my help, we should actually have all the preparations set for the party in a matter of hours."
"Oh, good. That actually makes it a lot better." Ike remarks through a relieved sigh. Mr. Game & Watch beeps in agreement.
Before long, the smashers find themselves warming up to the idea of a welcoming party as a small chatter hums among the group.
"Excellent." Master Hand straightens up considerably and the smashers cease their small talk, "Well, you've all heard the news. Now everyone...I'd like to have a house to live in at the end of the day. We've got a big day ahead of us tomorrow, so make sure tonight you all get a good night's rest. Any questions?"
The smashers remain quiet in front of the hands. But under the silent façade put up in response to Master Hand's offer, the questions they have are ones they know cannot be answered—at least not answered publicly. The question that worries all, if not most of the Super Smash Brothers, the one that holds the fate of an individual's smasher's future in the next Smash Brothers tournament:
Who would be getting the boot?
"Then you are dismissed." Master Hand concludes in a motion that can be interpreted as a bow of the head, then he turns to his brother beside him. "Crazy, please destroy any traces of water or physical damage to the mansion, if you would."
"Destroy?" Crazy Hand repeats, unsure if he heard right.
"Why of course, dear brother. It's what you're best at." the master hand floats by his sibling as he says this.
"...WOOHOO!" the crazy hand cheers.
As Master Hand departs and Crazy Hand goes off to clean up the aftermath of the earlier incident, everyone quietly disbands from the line in a shuffle, splitting off in several directions to go back to their routine lives. With the receding amount of people, five young smashers are left standing in their spots, as the sound of walking footsteps outside fall quieter and quieter.
"So...another tournament." Toon Link says numbly once the noise level lowers outside so that he can be heard.
"I don't know what to say..." Ness shakes his head, then lifts it to do an absent-minded stare into space, "I mean, I'm really glad there's gonna be another tourney, but...there's gonna be cuts."
This is a fact to accept without any sort of refusal or any kind of denial. They all saw it coming. They knew it was coming, but they didn't want it to arrive so suddenly.
When did the Brawl tournament start again? Five...six years ago...?
"Do you think..." Lucas starts slowly, "...that maybe, some of us aren't coming back for the next season?" the question on everyone's minds in the group is said out loud.
A biting pause prevents all of the young smashers from saying anything further. Pairs of eyes dart to other pairs in a moment of anxious rapid succession.
"...Maybe." Toon Link averts a glance away from the four, then points his eyes back towards them, "But I hope that we all do come back. All of us." he now looks between the friends he's managed to make over the course of a matter of years, directing a genuine gaze onto the each of them. "And if all of us aren't together for the next tournament, then...well, you guys are best. The best smashers to ever even come this far, whether you've been here from the past generations or you've been a newcomer for this tournament. And I'm glad we all became friends." he finishes with a smile.
Wobbling from the Hylian's third sentence, Popo's eyes start to shimmer with tears when he suddenly throws himself at Toon Link and grasps him in a tight hug.
Toon Link is taken aback by the unexpected gesture as telling by the surprised look on his face, but he soon reciprocates the hug by wrapping his arms around Popo, warmly smiling again. Not too long after, the rest of the group follows suit and adds on to complete the group hug.
"You know..." Nana says softly, failing to hide the cracking in her muffled voice as a tear runs down her cheek.
"...I hope we're all together again, too."
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Master Hand
128 Maple Way
Smashville, The World of Trophies 49964
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Dear esteemed individual,
You have been cordially invited to come and join video gaming's most renown group of fighters, the Super Smash Brothers!
A brown haired young boy reads this text, checking the mail for the day upon stepping out of his house.
This is your chance to be able to battle alongside or against iconic Nintendo figures such as Mario, Link, Kirby, Fox McCloud, Samus Aran, Donkey Kong, and many select others.
An elegantly dressed woman also reads as she views this message in the clear waters of her reflecting pool.
In addition to fighting fellow smashers in friendly competition, outside of your matches you will be able to reside in and explore the Super Smash Mansion, which will be your living quarters for the duration of our scheduled fighting sessions. Complete with bedrooms, six bathrooms, and several lounge and recreational rooms, you'll soon think of the mansion as your second home away from home. You may even be surprised by who you meet!
Another woman with a head of platinum blonde locks reads this as well as she sits in a rocking chair inside a library, not paying attention to the constantly floating and bouncing Lumas for a moment to read the mail a Luma has given to her.
If you are interested participating for our fourth tournament, I await your arrival at the Smash Mansion within five days after you receive this invitation. If not, you may disregard this letter.
A teenager in boxing gear also reads from his place on a training room's bench, taking a break from practicing his boxing skills at the local gym.
Enclosed are some directions that can guide you on your way to the mansion.
Good luck, and welcome to being a part of the Super Smash Brothers family.
Sincerely,
Master Hand
Villager, Rosalina, Palutena, and Little Mac all pause in front of their letters to let the information of the written offer sink in. They've been invited to not only competitively fight with the Super Smash Brothers, but also live with them as well.
"Living...with the Super Smash Brothers..." they all reflectively voice in a simultaneous manner, looking distant as they shift their gazes from their letters to stare into space. The more they think about it, the more interesting it seems to actually go off and live in a huge mansion. It's not as if opportunities like this come very often!
Plus, Villager needs a break from Tom Nook daily asking (or more hunting him down in every way possible) for his home expansion payments.
And of course, they aren't the only ones who have received an invitation to fight with the Super Smash Brothers.
Pac-Man receives this letter as well. So does Mega Man, Greninja, the Wii Fit Trainer and quite a few other people from vast and various worlds. Every newcomer who is invited to the tournament doesn't know what they will come across, or what they'll actually find themselves in for, but they all know that one thing is truly and notably certain to them: they'd make their mark by showing others of their capabilities to fight.
So now, as Villager finishes up reading his invitation letter for the umpteenth time to remind himself why he's going to the Smash Mansion in the first place, he enters Smashville's Port Center lobby with his suitcase in hand, though he's not paying attention to where he's walking. This is what makes him roughly bump into someone and fall down.
"Ow!"
"Oof! Whoops, sorry about that." the stranger apologizes politely. He offers a hand to the village boy to help him up, and to additionally give him his hand to shake.
"I'm Mega Man!" the stranger shares his name with the fallen villager. "I was invited to the next Super Smash Brothers tournament."
Staring up at the blue armored figure, Villager brightly smiles at the robotic boy.
So...yeah. How was it?
Something special, I hope. This is a special after all!
Fun Facts:
- The Smash Mansion address has quite an interesting significance to it...can you figure out the references? (Hint: the zip code has something to do with the first installment of Super Smash Brothers!)
- Smashville's Port Center is a mixture of a boating dock, an airport, a bus depot, and any other thing you can think of that serves as a stop area for long distance transport vehicles of every kind (planes, boats, submarines, you name it). Once you arrive there, you can take a bus from the Port Center to a spot in Smashville!...or you can walk. Sometimes walking is good too.
And...wow. We've come so close to the release of Smash 4. Today I learned that there's been lots of changes for the next game. And some of these changes may mean some changes for this story as well. But well see what happens along the way, first.
Welp, with the first part out of the way, let's sit and wait to see what happens to the old, and soon-to-be, fighters of the Smash Mansion. Along with figuring out whether or not they can adjust to what goes on in the house!
But for now, I bid you adieu.
See you next time!
CrystalClearCourier