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Chapter Thirty-Four: Another Typical Day in the Smash Mansion

It had already been established that Ganondorf was a total antisocial introvert (well except for with the little Smashers), and nobody else really tries to talk to him. Except for Bowser and Wolf and Wario, but then again, nobody really wants to talk to them either.

Ganondorf found this a little bit sad, considering he sometimes (well, very little of the time) wants to chat, and even he didn't feel like talking to Bowser/Wolf/Wario was very appealing, but the thought's still there. So he was quite surprised when Sonic decided to stop and talk to him. But it wasn't about the weather or what was for breakfast.

"WHERE DID YOU PUT MY CHILI DOG?!" Sonic screeched in his face. Several windows shattered.

The Gerudo was mildly taken aback, for he wasn't one to get screamed at, and he found himself mentally congratulating the hedgehog to be the first who dared spit in his face.

"Chili dogs are not a part of my vocabulary," Ganondorf replied.

"NO! I KNOW YOU TOOK IT! WHERE IS IT?!"

"I had nothing to do with your snooty chili dog!"

"Did you just call my chili dog snooty?"

"As a matter of fact, I did."

Sonic gaped at the Gerudo. "Do you really want to challenge me?!"

Ganondorf stared at the hedgehog with condemning eyes. "I think I can take you on." His fists radiated a purple energy, a warning to the blue hedgehog.

But Sonic wasn't fazed by it. "Ha! Speed beats strength! You'll never catch me!"

Before he could react, the hedgehog was suddenly in a Flame Choke by the Gerudo. "Say that again and I'll make sure your spikes never show again."

Sonic smirked and slipped out from the grip, and immediately conducted Spin Charge. The Gerudo tripped ungracefully on the carpet.

"Catch me if you can! 'Cause I'm the Gingerbread Man!" Sonic taunted.

"I think the phrase, 'You can run, but you can't hide!' counters that. Your argument is invalid," Ganondorf scoffed, picking himself up.

Sonic smirked, then suddenly disappeared.

Ganondorf looked around suspiciously, but he was nowhere to be seen. Good. I've scared him away.

He headed into the kitchen and yanked the fridge open, when King Dedede entered the kitchen.

"Buuuurp, man that chili dog was good." The penguin turned to Ganondorf. "You want some?" He handed the Gerudo another chili dog.

Ganondorf shook his head a little too quickly. "No, don't want." No use getting Super Sonic-ed into the oblivion. The hedgehog may be small, but his lust for chili dogs probably goes off the charts.

"No, I insist!" Dedede shoved the chili dog into Ganondorf's arms. "See ya!" The penguin made a quick exit.

Ganondorf stared at the chili dog. Now that he thought about it, what did Sonic's chili dogs tasted like? He took a bite. Hm, it's quite good—

"YOU DID STEAL IT, YOU BIG SLOW LIAR! PREPARE TO SUFFER!"

Needless to say, Dedede wasn't surprised to see the kitchen obliterated and Ganondorf nowhere to be found. Phew, I'm safe.

"You're smelly breath isn't smelly from the scent of chili dog."

Dedede whipped around, flabbergasted. A golden Super Sonic floated above him.

Dedede gulped. I'll be right there, Ganondorf.

Roy and Roy were snickering together in a corner, scheming.

Fox suddenly burst right beside the redhead and Koopa.

"OBJEC—"

His face got blown up.

"You rude and pompous commoner!" Marth screeched, pointing at a clueless Ike. "How dare you get in the way of royalty!"

The mercenary shrugged dumbly. "Hey, I'm hungry too!" He munched on a waffle.

" You're more senseless than I thought! Your muscles probably took up all of your brain space!"

"Hey, thanks for the compliment!"

"I wasn't complimenting you, you imprudence!"

"What does imprudence mean? Impressive?"

"Argh! Just get out of my way you slow lump!"

"Me? A lump?" Ike finally began to realize what was happening.

"Yes! Your very existence is making the world a worse place!"

"YOU CALLED ME A LUMP!" Ike shrieked, highly offended. He quickly snatched the tiara of Marth's head. "Take that back!"

"Get your grubby fingers off my precious tiara!" The prince tried grabbing said crown back but Ike, being the taller of the two, held it above his head, laughing like a maniac. "You're looking quite unladylike, Majesty."

"Shut up!"

Mega Man and Sonic (telling him that he wasn't going to see Ganondorf for a while) happened to pass by the two quarreling swordsmen with Marth trying to bring Ike's arm down.

"Hey, what's going on?" They approached an angry-looking Marth and a hurt-looking Ike.

"He called me a...a...a lump!" He burst out into tears, giving Marth the chance to take back is tiara.

"Maybe if you two stopped trying to finding reasons to hate each other, then this wouldn't have happened," Mega Man reasoned.

"He started it! No lump should walk in front of me when I'm obviously more important than them!"

"See? You called me a lump again!"

They once again started to bicker.

"You lump!"

"I am not a lump simply because I am more superior that you!"

"How am I a lump!"

"Everybody's a lump besides me!"

"But I'm the leader of a very famous group of mercenaries!"

"You're just a dumb mercenary!"

"I'm a mercenary too!" Snake butted in, but was quickly removed from a fist to his face.

"How about we settle this with a fight!" Ike suggested.

"But aren't you guys already fighting?" Mega Man pointed out but was promptly ignored.

"If that's the last resort, so be it!" Marth replied tersely.

"How about you guys just give it up?" Sonic said, in an infuriated tone. He was apparently close to turning Super Sonic again.

"YOU'RE NOT A PART OF THIS!" Marth and Ike hollered at the hedgehog.

Sonic scowled at them. "I have every right to banish you to Ganondorf and Dedede!"

"Hey, let's stop this," Mega Man piped up. He was ignored once again by the three.

"Weak skeleton!"

"Useless bag of muscles!"

"Slowpokes! Say, Mega Man, wanna prove to them that we can beat both of 'em in a team battle?" Sonic turned to Mega Man.

"Well, there's really no po—"

"BRING IT ON!" Ike grouched.

Mega Man snapped. "If you guys would stop ignoring me, I'd be HAPPY TO WIPE THE FLOORS WITH YOU. TEAM BATTLE AT THREE PM. TWO HOURS TO PRACTICE. Come on, Sonic."

The two teams sent each other intimidating glares, even as they were separating.

Roy and Roy were snickering together in a corner, scheming.

Fox (equipped with a flame-resistant suit) suddenly burst right beside the redhead and Koopa.

"OBJEC—"

He set off the net trap.

Zelda and Link were strolling side by side in a comfortable silence in the Smash garden, the plants healthy thanks to Olimar and Alph.

"I heard there was a last-minute Brawl. A team battle to be exact," Link brought up.

"Yeah, I've heard. Ike and Marth are in one team while Sonic and Mega Man are in the other," Zelda responded.

"Red told me it was because they were fighting over someone being called a...lump? I might have heard wrong, but they wanted to settle it with a Brawl."

"That makes sense. That's why they were sending each other death glares when I passed them."

The couple sat on a bench in the middle of the garden, completely alone.

"It's a nice day outside," Link said suddenly.

Zelda quirked an eyebrow. "And the reason you said that is because…?"

Link blushed as he looked away. "Uh...good weather for a date?"

Zelda laughed. "I didn't know you were this shy!" she teased, earning an even redder blush from him. "I'd think you'd already—"

She was cut off by Link suddenly leaning in, making her blush this time.

"Already what?" he whispered, leaning in even more, their lips about to touch.

"WAH!"

The pair looked up from the sudden noise to see a traumatized red Pikmin.

"Brainwash him later, will ya?" Link requested, calmly looking back at Zelda

. "Will do," the Hyrule princess giggled. The Hero took that opportunity to plant a full kiss on her mouth (while the red Pikmin fainted).

Pulling away after a while, Zelda sighed. "That was amazing, though I think we've scarred someone for life."

Link just chuckled. "What did I say? You can erase that little guy's memory, can't you?"

Zelda giggled. The Hero slipped his arm around the princess's shoulder while she tended to the unconscious red Pikmin.

Roy and Roy were snickering together in a corner, scheming.

Fox (equipped with a flame-resistant suit AND scissors) suddenly burst right beside the redhead and Koopa.

"OBJECTION!" he declared.

The Roys slowly turned to him.

Mega Man blasted the sandbag with a charged shot, and said sandbag blasted into the air where it was met with Sonic's kick, where it then crashed out the window (much to Master Hand's dismay).

"Nice work!" Mega Man congratulated, patting Sonic on the back.

The hedgehog wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. "Yep, I'm just getting warmed up to punch some sense into North Pole and South Pole." Insert eye roll.

"They really are polar opposites aren't they?"

"You can say that again."

Mega Man high-fived Sonic. "Nice work, we're coming along quite good!"

"Yeah, we should work together more often-our conjunction with each other is perfect."

"Phew, let's go grab a snack. I'm famished," the blue robot boy suggested.

Sonic nodded. "A juicy chili dog sounds delicious right about now. Speaking of which…"

SOMEWHERE OVER THE RAINBOW

"So, have you guys finished with my chili dogs yet?" Sonic appeared next to a certain Gerudo and penguin.

"Ugh, yes," Ganondorf growled. Dedede served Sonic the platter of prepared chili dogs.

The blue hedgehog munched contently in one to stifle a snicker coming out. He still didn't get used to the costumes he forced his two servants to be wearing.

Ganondorf had a permanent scowl as he poured a glass of juice in his frilly apron while Dedede glared miserably as he heated up some more chili dogs in his pink tutu.

"Thank you, kind sirs," Sonic said through bites of chili dog. "You may proceed to take off your costumes, AFTER giving me a foot and back massage. Man, that training was tough!"

The red Pikmin was a little confused as to why it woke up way out in the garden when the rest of the troop was at the the other side. It was a little baffling on how he ended up in front of the garden bench, though there was nobody on the bench. He also didn't know how the heck he managed to black out, but whatever it was, back to work!

The Pikmin hurriedly wandered back to his group.

Alph pointed at the group of yellow Pikmin, and then pointed to the apple tree, signaling for them to climb up and knock the fruit down. They obeyed obediently.

Meanwhile, Olimar sent the group of blue Pikmin into the water to collect some water lilies (good for digestion as Peach claimed, but who knows?), and the purples were signaled to carry the heavy pumpkin and squash.

The white Pikmin carried poisonous plants like poison ivy and other toxic plants to the dump where they would be eradicated. The winged Pikmin together carried the water can, showering the freshly planted seeds. Finally, the red Pikmin were ordered to go in the Smash Mansion to collect a weeder, shovel, and extra seeds.

The red Pikmin who woke up in front of the garden bench trudged into the building, searching for the weeder. Hm, shouldn't they be in the storage place…?

He wanted to speed things up and be good help to Olimar and Alph, so he separated from the rest of the red Pikmin group and headed to the garage.

The door was shut, but that was quickly solved as he slid smoothly under it. He spotted the weeder. Ah ha! he thought triumphantly.

The red Pikmin scuttled a few steps towards the weeder before screeching to a sudden stop at the scene before him.

Robin was sharing a deep kiss with Lucina.

The red Pikmin was slammed by a sense of déjà vu before fainting again.

Dark Pit was strolling peacefully, licking an ice cream cone. He enjoyed the loneliness, especially after arguing with Pit over who was the better flyer. Since Pit was so sociable, it would make sense that Dark Pit enjoyed time by himself.

He wandered into his room, lost in thought. It irked him whenever his other half would pop out of nowhere and ask a billion questions.

Like right now.

"Hey Pitoo!" The angel literally popped out of nowhere, almost making his counterpart drop his ice cream in fright (he denied he was scared later).

"Jeez Pit, ever heard of knocking?"

"I was in your room the whole time!"

"Wait you were in my room the WHOLE TIME?" Dark Pit was about to crush his lighter half when Palutena appeared out of nowhere, making him almost drop his ice cream again.

"What are you doing in my room? Why are you two here?" Dark Pit ask, exasperated at the Goddess of Light.

"I heard some commotion so I decided to investigate," she said simply.

"There's commotion everywhere."

As if to prove his point, they heard a loud crash followed by screaming Smashers.

"What made you decide to visit this particular not-as-loud-as-the-average-noise?"

"Well, I heard you yelling, so I figured that you were going to beat up Pit. I guess I was right."

Pit, who was sitting with a happy expression on his face, nodded excitedly. "Yep!"

Dark Pit wondered briefly how he managed to stay so cheerful despite nearly getting beat up. He took another lick of his ice cream and found the two looking at him with strange glints in their eyes.

"What?" He said suddenly nervous.

"You had ice cream the entire time!? Is it floor ice cream? Gimme some!" Pit tried to snatch the cone away but Dark Pit held it away.

"It's mine, Pitstain."

"Now now, it's better if we share right?" Palutena chided.

"But this is mine!" Dark Pit pointed out, still trying to hold his ice cream out of Pit's grasp. "What's the deal with him and floor ice cream anyway?"

"I KNEW IT! IT'S FLOOR ICE CREAM!" Pit lunged at the fallen angel and succeeded in getting the ice cream. "It's mine now!"

Pit leaped out of the open window, closely followed by Dark Pit. "Hey! Give it back!"

Palutena watched the two angels wrestled in mid-air, the ice cream, and for some miraculous reason, the cone hadn't fell or smeared on anything during their duel. In fact, it was still in perfectly good condition. A small group of Smashers gathered underneath the brawling angels, watching in amazement.

Dark Pit managed to get his ice cream back in the tussle. He tried to escape, but not before Pit kicked his arm, making him drop the ice cream. They both immediately dove after the falling treat. The group of Smashers underneath immediately dispersed.

Dark Pit shoved Pit out of the way and was about to get the ice cream before Pit retaliated and pushed him aside.

This continued until they realized how close they were to the ground.

Uh oh, Dark Pit thought as he desperately reached out but it was just out of his grasp.

The ice cream was about to collide with the ground when suddenly, it vanished.

The two angels barely managed to avoid crashing head-first into the ground by using their wings to stop their fall. Confused, they looked up to see Palutena enjoying the last bite of ice cream, much to their dismay.

"My ice cream!" the two angels sobbed simutaneously.

"Wow, I never thought floor ice cream was this good! I should take your advice more often Pit!" Palutena smiled innocently at the two hysterically sobbing angels.

Come on, come on! Kirby was once again back in the training room, punching a Sandbag, hoping food will come out of it like it always did in Brawls. However, his concentration was disrupted by a loud voice followed by another.

"Dammit, Ike! You were supposed to attack right after when I finish Dancing Blade!"

"Well I'm sorry, Your Pettiness, but you were supposed to attack after I do Aether!"

"You are the most deplorable alliance anyone is fated with!"

"Same goes to you, fancy pants!"

"Try again and get it right!"

A few sword slashes. Some battle cries. Followed by nonstop complaints.

"SEE?! You're the one who's getting everything wrong!"

"What BS are you spewing about? I'm doing what I'm supposed to do, you're ruining the whole plan!"

When can I get my food in peace? Kirby though exasperatedly, giving the Sandbag one more feeble punch.

"I bet Mega Man and Sonic are all ready to kick our asses now! So focus, and listen to me!"

"You listen to me!"

"That's it," Kirby grumbled and waddled over to them.

"Hey guys—" he started but was cut off by Marth pointing a condemning finger at the mercenary's chest. "If only you could be quicker with that boulder of a sword!"

"It's heavy, but at least it does damage unlike your puny toothpick of a sword!"

"HEY!" Kirby hollered, finally catching the attention of both swordsmen. "What's the big idea? You're making me lose my appetite!"

"He won't listen to me, so we're gonna be CRUSHED in the Team Battle because of him," Ike grouched, glaring at the prince.

"It's all this commoner's fault because he is not heeding to my valid advice!" Marth retorted, scowling back at the mercenary.

"Whoa, whoa," Kirby said. He immediately jumped in between them, pushing with all his might before their swords could clash.

"How about you listen to me for a change?" the puffball grunted between the growling swordsmen.

"There is nothing you can say that can make us work well together," Ike growled.

"Just hear me out!" Kirby pleaded.

Finally, the two released the pressure on each other and sheathed their swords.

"What do you have in stock for this disgraceful being?" Marth asked, glowering at the mercenary. Ike crossed his arms and glared back.

"Come on, guys. Maybe it's both your anger that's preventing you from working together!" Kirby pointed out.

"But how can we?" Ike questioned irritably. Marth harrumphed exasperatedly in return.

"How about, you guys work to be the other's weakness!" the puffball suggested.

Marth stared at him. "Oh? How's that?"

"Well, for starters, Ike is slow, right?" Kirby started.

"Hell yeah he is," the prince muttered unpleasantly. Kirby had to restrain the mercenary's fist to prevent it from clashing with the prince.

"So then," the puffball continued, "Marth can make up for Ike's speed!"

"I suppose you're right," Marth said thoughtfully.

"And, Marth is not as strong as Ike, right?"

"Never is, never will," Ike grouched. This time, Kirby had to prevent Marth from socking the mercenary in the face.

"So then, Ike can make up for Marth's strength!" the puffball exclaimed. "If you try, then you guys could really be the dream team."

Ike put hand on his chin. "I guess that would work." He looked at the prince. "Wanna try it?"

Marth stiffly nodded. "I suppose I can try."

"Oh, shit," the mercenary mumbled, peering at the clock. "Team Battle starts in five minutes. We gotta go now, Marth."

The prince looked shocked, but he composed his expression in a split second. "Then we just have to do what Kirby here suggested and hope for the best."

Ike nodded. He untied his loose headband and retied it again. "Well, let's go then, 'kay, Prince Perfect?"

Marth smirked at him. "If we have to, Knucklehead."

"You did not just call me a knucklehead."

"Did I?"

The two still bickered as they walked out to the arena, but Kirby stared after them and waved a stubby arm. "Show Mega Man and Sonic what you're made of!"

Then he turned back to the troublesome Sandbag.

"Now for you, stupid bag, where's my food…?"

A/N: Kirby solves everything! Hooray!

For Gamerfan64, who wanted Sonic and Mega Man to get tired of Ike and Marth fighting, so they have a Team Battle. Ike and Marth fail to train together, and Kirby cheers them up!

To Smash King24, who wanted some Sonic and Ganondorf rivalry! CX

ZeLink to you, sippurp123!

It's been a while for Rocina, hasn't it, battlefield4us and Shadow of Darkness 78? :3

And finally, Thehobkinauthor gets the last line again for more...*drum roll*...Roy and Roy! *cheers* (and more Dark Pit and Mega Man, too!)

It's December! CHRISTMAS, HERE I COME!

See ya!

-prowessMaster44