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Just as Crazy Hand stopped talking, the Norfair Alley split open, and a booming voice started to come out of it.
"Okay, I know this should just be an Author's Note, but that sounded boring, and I would hate to make such a sordid occasion even more sour," it blared. "Besides, it's against Fanfiction Guidelines. So, People of Fanfiction, I need to talk to you."
Awkward silence permeated the air, but perhaps that was just the technicolor void that was now the wall of the place eating away at the Smashers' minds. Finally, Peach came up with a "Uh, what?"
"Sorry, sorry," apologized the voice. "I'm The Author. Remember, I saved you lot back in Chapter 11- wait, you wouldn't remember that. Oops. Let me fix that."
A cracking sound rang through the room, and most of the Smashers developed splitting headaches and started to remember some of the more horrid events of the past few nights. Panicked cries rang out:
"Wait, did I make out with Lucina when we were all about to die?"
"Shulk got impaled, didn't he?"
"Oh, so that's why my Einherjar weren't working!"
"Stupid fangirls, they ruin everything."
"Er, guess I died, sorry..."
The fourth one was Marth. The rest are pretty self-explanatory.
After things settled down a bit, The Author let out another shout. "Shut up, I'm doing a thing here!"
They didn't listen. Not listing what they said here, but it was pretty much like the block of text above would suggest. With a sigh of exasperation, The Author called upon the legendary powers of the most powerful, awesome, terrifying Pokemon to silence them.
"Jigglypuff, just do the singy thing, okay?"
One round of Yuukei Yesterday later, everyone was fast asleep. Except Shulk, because contrary to Team Rocket's beliefs, Jigglypuff's song doesn't work over recording. And Jigglypuff, but she was far too busy doodling on everyones' faces to talk or sing anymore.
"Great, now I can talk," sighed The Author. "So, I know I haven't updated lately, and I have good reason for that: I've lost interest in this story."
Looking up from her scribbling, Jigglypuff raised an er... eye, as she can't really raise an eyebrow, considering she doesn't have those. "Come on, we're only halfway through!", she protested. "Surely you can't give up on us now!"
"But it's not very good," The Author explained. "I just don't like it very much, and I know plenty of people do, but I don't want to continue it to the end. At first it was just a silly side project, but as it got larger, I tried to give it depth. A bit too much depth, if you ask me, and now I feel it's sort of lost focus, and most importantly, quality."
"What, so you're just going to kill off this entire universe just 'cause you're bored?", cried Shulk over Robin's bracelet in outrage. "B-but I haven't even figured out what the deal with this whole time-loop thing is!"
A loud sigh came from beyond the Norfair Alley. "It was Roy's fault, I never got beyond planning that," admitted The Author. "And that's why I'm quitting on this. This story's suffering from me trying to make it darker, and I mean suffering. So, I plan to abandon ship before I make it sink even further."
"The fact remains that you're going to kill us all!", Shulk cried out once more.
The Author laughed. "Hardly," she corrected. "I'm just going to leave you all alone, maybe let your lives be peaceful for once. But knowing you all, you'll probably get into enough trouble on your own."
"Then by all means, leave!", exclaimed Shulk. "Kill this story, leave it, and we'll never have to deal with all of your shipping again!"
"This doesn't mean you're going to stop being in love with Robin," The Author countered smugly. He shut up.
She took a deep breath before continuing. "Look, I know a lot of people like this story, but I just don't. I am so grateful for every single person who supported this little game of mine, but I want to end it now before I make it any worse than I already have. Don't think this means I'm giving up on humor stories, though. In fact, I have started a new one that I may or may not continue called 'Sweet Smash Flats', which has a similar tone to this one and follows Megaman's exploits after moving into an apartment with Pit, Palutena, and Pittoo-"
"Dark Pit," corrected said dark angel, though he was still snoring. How? The subconscious is a powerful thing, let's leave it at that.
"With the others Smashers as neighbors," continued an annoyed The Author. Yes, the The is part of her name. "And also, I may or may not continue another story called Puzzle-box Mansion, which, proving Shulk will never be off the hook completely, stars said Homs as he finds himself in the Smash Mansion with no memory of his past and no way to leave. It will be a bit darker than this, but there will probably be some of the same ships. Like Robin and Shulk."
Shulk let out a defeated sigh. "It is because I love you that I torment you, my dear," The Author stated, and the bracelet let off the beep of having been hung up.
"Also, the story I actually put effort into, 'Alchemist Spirit Knight Lucina', is not going away any time soon, and it's pretty cool, so go check it out if you like my writing, though it is a lot darker than this."
The Author was unsure of what more to say. "Er, please forgive me for this," she finally provided. "I really am grateful for all the support you all have given me, and I am so sorry I'm letting you down. However, I'm probably going to post, at some point, the rest of the questions we did not get to, but in the form you usually find them on these sorts of things, without the commentary, or just with a different sort of commentary. So, this isn't really goodbye, but more like a change of plan. I'm not going to leave you guys alone any time soon, so don't unfollow it just yet, but this story just won't continue in the way it has before. Sorry, but I just want to focus my energy on other things."
There was but one thing left to say: "So, thanks for reading! -Twilight Joltik"