Hooray! The real story has just begun! Sorry by the way, for the late chapter, I have been surprisingly busy.

WrittenWithPencils: Why thank you!

KoopaTroopa16: Alrighty then! I won't show all the final smashes.

Jmancman: No, he's not dead. I just haven't been coming up with any good ideas for him...

Sage: yes, Ike II is kinda wimpy in my mind too. Nylon... Well, I guess you'll have ta find out.

Kraton0009: Haha! I loved writing that part!

Duskzilla: Wonderful peformance! And thank you for asking! I read your review and immediately started thinking of what they should train on!

Disclaimer: Yup, I don't own the SSB series. Yup.

Chapter 34(Master Hand)

Final Smashes galore!

Time skip to three days later...

The stress is killing me, I swear. Looking after hundreds of students is a handful(no pun intended). Of course half of the stress is mostly caused by the highschoolers, specifically the randomized class in room 174. Yes I am speaking of the class that somehow manages to consist of the best students. Choosing ths class has it's consequences.

Terrible, terrible consequences. Such as having to put up with that Mystique, who is sent to my office EVERY DAY. Or also trying to catch that Torren, and his little 'gang' in the act. The other's do not need to be watched quite as closely, but with teenagers, you never know. And to think that all these years, I thought Crazy was a curse on my life.

The last three days of my life have been the most stressful of them all. Multiple teens coming into my office whenever they please, asking for advice. I am not an advice giver. I am a boss. Litterally. All of the smasher's-to-be have to battle me. If they win, then congratulations to them. Well, enough about past, and future, let's stay in the present please.

"Excuse me, Master hand." I turn to the door, mentally groaning.

"Yes April?" The young girl stands in the doorway. The open door reveals the endeavors of teens alike the one before me. The door also reveals the noises of the teens outside. I think I might be going crazy. No. Not crazy, because there can't be two Crazy Hands. Stressful Hand maybe? It doesn't matter.

"So Crazy, who has figured out their FS's?" I ask.

"FS'sssssssssssssssssss?" Crazy tilts, well, crazily.

"Final Smashes." I reply to his question.

"Oh, um... Nooooo. Maybe? Perhaps? Does it matter? Because I'm not sure."

"Of course it matters. Don't you remember why I told them to create FS's?" I ask.

"No?" Sighing, I face palm. Or, I would, if I had a face.

"Just go figure out who has."

(Josh)

"All highschool students please report to the practice brawl arena, if you have made a final smash. OR I WILL KILL YOU!" CH's voice booms out through the intercom.

"Finally!" I dash off to the practice brawl arena. I am surprised to see only around ten other teens. CH is at the head of this small crowd. I join the other teens.

"You crazy teens!" CH yells at a volume that is entirely unnecessary.

"Heh, we're the crazy ones?" One of the others retorts, not very loudly.

"Go train on those dummies!" He waves his self towards a few dummies in the arenas. There are five arenas, so twenty can practice. There's plenty of room!

"Which dumbies?" Some one calls out from the crowd.

"Those, or the one on the stage?" A few giggles are heard, and CH glares at us all. Well not really, but you can tell he's angry.

"Those!" and he leaves. I am the first to reach the transporter, and thus, am the first in one of the arenas. Three others soon appear. There's one person I've never met before, probably in a different class or whatever. There's also that Jasmine girl, and another person I've never met. Four smash balls appear, and begin to float around in the air.

I jump into the air, and grab one. Power courses through my veins. Raw power. It's extremely energy-draining to perform a final smash without a smash ball, so that's why MH gave us the entire week to try and figure out one. You have to be sure on what your final smash is. I run to the nearest dummy. I pull out my keyblade, as thousands of cards rain down from the skies.

Don't ask where the cards came from. The only bad thing about my final smash, is that I can only hit one person with my keyblade. The strike is always a direct hit, and incredibly powerful. Only if my energy is at it's climax, or if I grab a smash ball can I unleash the awesomeness. Oh yeah, another quick downer about my final smash; my targeting is completely random.

So, instead of hitting the dummy in front of my, I hit the one that's a few yards away. Yeah.

"Nice." Jasmine compliments.

"Uh, thanks." I say. She smiles, then grabs a smash ball. She looks directly at me, and smirks. What is she planning? A second later, she morfs into me! Me! She is my exact duplicate. After a minute, or maybe two, she returns to normal.

"Unfortunately, we are not fighting, so I can't attack you with your own attacks." She explains.

"Oh."

(Jay)

yay, I get to show my final smash! I leap into the air, and grab a smash ball. With all of this power, I can shoot out immense ammounts of that magic I have! I open the compartment holding my magic sparkles. Concentrating, I some red sparkles towards a dummy. Instead of erupting into flames on contact, it erupts into flames while in the air.

It doen't die down though, but hit my target, and burns it away. Next I shoot some of the ice. It does the same, but instead of burning to a crisp, it stay frozen until it becomes so cold, it explodes. I'm not even sure how that's possible. I take a deep breath as the power drains away from my body. I have a limited ammount of time before the power completely disappears, and I use it to practice a few more shots.

When satisfied, I slump to the ground. I still need pracice.

"My turn!" Poppy says energetically. She grabs a smash ball, and then uses a blade connected to her gun in an upwards slash. The dummy is airborn, but as it's plummeting back to earth Poppy shoots rapidly. Many holes appear in the dummy's body, but all are erased, including the dummy, with a final huge blast. Ashes fall to the ground instead of dummy.

I clap. She bows. We laugh. That's about it.

(Nylon)

As I swing one of my katanas, bored, I watch the incredibly BORING scene before me. Teens practicing their final smashes. None of them can surpass me! I jump, and grab a smash ball. I can feel the electrical magic running up and down my dual katanas as I slash at the nearest dummy. It shivers as shockwaves travers across it's frame, then drops to the ground, blackened.

My katanas gain electrical magic attacks in my final smash. It was easy to come up with, since I already have electrical magic. But I need an amazing amount of power to add the effect to both my katanas, AND my daggers. The results are worth it.

Too short :(... I'm SUPER SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING SOONER! Things suddenly got busy! Expect another update thursday!

Until next time,

~Not-Alone-Anymore