So, I had this thing going on for awhile, ever since Captain America: Civil War got me hyped. This three-part fanfiction has Civil War elements to it, so I'll get the disclaimer right out of the way here:
Disclaimer: I do not own Super Smash Bros. or Captain America: Civil War. This semi-unison of the two just sounded awesome, so I wrote it.
But I may need YOUR help with this story. Basically, this trilogy revolves around Smashville (with Smashers living separately) and the popular Smash Mansion (where Smashers live together). I need you guys to vote for which living style you guys want to see, since I can go either way. So...VOTE FOR YOUR RIGHTS!
...Darn, I sound like a politician now.
Anyway, READ ON AND HAVE FUN!
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Oh, wait, one more thing: I'm bringing back THREE old Smash characters. Yeah. Three.
SUMMARY:Smashville takes a nasty shock when Master Hand and Crazy Hand surrender, vowing to become heroes as Smashers. The Council hold a meeting to see if they should be invited. During a street brawl, an assist trophy is accidently broken instead of opened, causing all the assist trophies to erupt into the small village. Now titled "Lesser-Smashers", the small village is now jam-packed and overflowing with residents. Master Hand proposes the idea of a Smash Mansion, which agrees with many of the Smasher's ideals. Mario and the Counsel are opposed to this idea, however, and fighting escalates until the whole of Smashville is split between two parties: Master Hand's Reformation idea, and Mario's traditional order. The tension is high, and the stakes higher. Smashville's fate rests in the winning side of this civil war, and the fate of the Smashers, too, hangs in the balance.
Chapter 35: Super Smash Bros: Reformation – Part 1
Somewhere between time and space lies a platform the Smashers dubbed as "Final Destination". This was the main headquarters of Master Hand and his less-than-sane sidekick, Crazy Hand.
That's where the Hands were now, nursing their wounds from their previous failed conquest.
"It's just not right…" Master Hand cursed as he flexed his index finger. "I mean, since when did Cloud join the Smashers anyway?"
Crazy Hand was twitching madly as he tried to heal the rest of his wounds. "Cloud's sword hurts really, really, really bad…"
"And why does Mega Man's flame sword sting so much?!" Master Hand yelled in frustration. His sudden outburst caused his wounds to open a tad. He winced and went back to his dark magic.
Crazy Hand began his nursing muttering ritual. "Stupid Cloud…stinging flames…freaking monkey fur…wish I had monkey fur…that sounds nice…and a girlfriend…"
Master Hand ignored his crazy sidekick and went back to grumbling. "I mean, the Smashers have EVERYTHING! Look at their place: the beautiful Smashville! Warm sun, refreshing rain, open air, green environment! And then look at ours…" Master Hand examined their shared platform in disgust. "Dark, gloomy, lonely, and in the middle of NOWHERE!"
Crazy Hand rubbed his middle finger solemnly with his thumb and pinky. "Sure would be nice to be a Smasher…"
Master Hand stopped cold. Sure would be nice to be a Smasher…nice to be a Smasher…be a Smasher…
"That's it…" Master Hand whispered softly.
Crazy Hand scowled. "Yeah, that'd be the life. Too bad we're stuck here till our wounds heal…"
Master Hand turned on his sidekick excitedly. "No, you dolt! We can become Smashers!"
Crazy Hand stared at his fellow villain. "You're kidding…right?"
Master Hand shook himself. "No! Really! We should become Smashers!"
"Hey, bro, I'M supposed to be the crazy one here…"
"We get to live indoors, and we'll win almost every brawl!"
Crazy Hand thought about it. "You make a solid point…"
Hurriedly, Master Hand added, "I'll take you to Luigi's Pizzeria!"
That sealed the deal. Crazy Hand shook himself excitedly. "YES! LET'S DO IT!"
Master Hand grinned. "Alright, follow me!"
Mario blinked in complete shock. "Y-You're-a serious?"
An injured Master Hand nodded. "Yes, Mario. Crazy Hand and I are submitting to the greater cause: we wish to join you as Smashers."
By this time, a huge crowd had gathered outside the Smash Supreme Courtroom. Immediately, Mario was flanked by the Eight Counsel Members, all glaring at the hands in defiance.
"Absolutely not!" Fox interjected. "You're the whole reason our job exists in the first place!"
Master Hand sighed. "Look, I know we have a long…history…"
Samus snorted from behind her helmet. "Yeah, THAT'S a nice way to put it…"
"…but we changed!" Master Hand pleaded. "We've become desperate at our current state! Look at us: beaten, battered, defeated…over and over again!"
Bowser growled. "And that's the way we like it!"
Crazy Hand, meanwhile, was busy taking a shower in the central fountain. Several Smashers rolled their eyes as they stood guard.
Master Hand returned his gaze to Mario. "Please Mario! Give us a chance!"
Mario was silent. Yoshi gulped, "Mario…you're not…considering this, are you?"
Mario stared at the Hands, thinking. A whole thirty seconds passed. Finally, the plumber declared, "Counsel Meeting. Now." He turned on his heel and walked into the Supreme Courtroom.
The Smashers gaped at him. Crazy Hand continued his shower.
Fox and Link exchanged worried glances. Samus and Donkey Kong shrugged and followed their leader. The rest of the Smashers filed in after them.
The Supreme Courtroom filled up faster than Kirby can swallow a donut bakery. Within moments, everybody was waiting for the meeting to commence.
Mario banged his gavel atop his podium. "As Head Counsel Member, I hereby call this meeting to order!"
The Smashers nodded in agreement. Master Hand and Crazy Hand stood on the accusation stand before the Eight Counsel Members (Mario, Link, Kirby, Samus, Fox, Yoshi, Donkey Kong, Pikachu, the eight originals in SSB64), waiting patiently.
Mario looked down upon the Hands. "So, it would appear that our greatest enemies, the Hands, have submitted to our cause of keeping the land of Nintendo safe? Even though they were the cause of our existence in the first place?"
Master Hand didn't even flinch. "That's right."
Mario glanced at Samus. "Samus, would you mind reciting the acts of Master Hand and Crazy Hand within the past month alone?
Samus shrugged and pulled out a giant packet of paper. Master Hand stiffened.
"Let's see…" Samus began. "Assault on Onnett, resulting in the collapse of the drug store. The kingdom of Hyrule in a musical fashion, as well as enslavement of Ganondorf…"
Said Smasher growled in annoyance.
"As well has harassment of multiple civilians in the Mushroom Kingdom…"
"They're just Goombas!" Crazy Hand protested.
Bowser growled. "Watch it, punk. Those are my loyal foot soldiers." A Goomba carrying an iced tea on its head entered the courtroom and stopped next to Bowser. The Koopa King grinned, grabbed the drink, and sent his minion away.
Samus continued. "Plot to take over the Star Fox universe, the Metroid universe, the Mario Galaxy, and the various planets in Kirby's Dreamland."
"Hands off my candy!" Kirby growled.
"…multiple attempts to reincarnate the evil spirits lurking within Luigi's mansion. An uprising against Skyworld. The kidnapping of Captain Falcon's Blue Falcon. The disturbance caused in Delfino Square. The earthquake incident in this very village not two weeks ago…"
A half hour later, Samus finally got to the bottom of the page. "Fishing for endangered Water Dragons, and finally littering in a strictly forbidden no-litter zone in DK Country."
Everybody sighed in relief. Finally, it was over…
Crazy Hand raised his pointer finger. "Oh! You forgot about-" Master Hand slapped him. "They get the point, Crazy…"
Mario sighed. "So, given all of these reasons, why should we let you join the Smashers?"
Master Hand was in a tough spot here.
Meanwhile, outside in the town square, three Smashers sat on the marble steps. They decided they didn't want to get involved in politics, seeing as how overly complicated things were getting lately.
"What do you guys want to do today?" Wario asked, bored.
Duck Hunt Dog snorted as the Duck lay bored on its back. Mewtwo was gloomy as ever, staring into a nearby water fountain.
"Well, I for one ain't gonna just sit here when it's a beautiful day for a brawl!"
The Dog and Duck perked up. Mewtwo cracked a glance.
Wario grinned. "Right here, items allowed, three stocks?"
The Dog glared.
Wario rolled his eyes. "Fine, two stocks. Geez, Louise…"
Five minutes later, the brawl was in full swing. Mewtwo cast a shadow ball at Duck Hunt, but the mysterious marksmen shot it away. Duck Hunt, meanwhile, was focused on stopping Wario's Beetle from reaching him. His timing must be perfect…
NOW! Duck Hunt swung and swiped the Beetle back the way it had come. Wario's eyes widened as the object took a firm hold of him and carried him upwards. Wario struggled with all his might, but the stupid Beetle wouldn't budge.
Mewtwo charged Duck Hunt this time, dodging any cover fire they may had. The Duck called a warning and the Dog spun around, ready to pounce.
But they were too late. Mewtwo blasted dark energy into the duo, sending them flying back. Fortunately, they landed perfectly, a good distance away from any opponents.
Meanwhile, high in the air, Wario finally managed to break free from the Beetle's grasp. He began his long fall down, gaining speed as he went…
An assist trophy sat between Duck Hunt and Mewtwo.
Eagerly, Duck Hunt sprang for it just as Mewtwo flew in its direction. Duck Hunt grabbed it first and swiped at it with his paw, but Mewtwo smacked the assist trophy out of his hand, sending the trophy rolling down the pavement.
…right underneath an uncontrollable Wario.
The Smasher's eyes widened as Wario crashed into the Assist Trophy.
SHATTER!
The Assist Trophy broke. Not opened. Broke.
The glass dug itself into Wario's backside. Wincing, the cyclist limped away to stand by a shocked Mewtwo and Duck Hunt.
Assist Trophies were meant to be opened, not broken. The rules of brawls made that very clear. So what would happen if?...
The portal in the underside of the broken case began to glow multi-colored. The three Smashers backed up…
The portal erupted.
All the Assist Trophy characters sprang out of the portal in a disorganized heap. Over 35 characters were flown into the village meant for about sixty.
So, naturally, the town hall was pretty packed now with new residents.
Wario gulped. "Umm, if anyone says anything, we blame the duck."
Mewtwo nodded.
The Duck looked offended, the Dog looked relieved.
This was going to be a problem…
"So, given all of these reasons, why should we let you join the Smashers?"
Master Hand thought long and hard about this. Hmm, what can he say in this situation?
"I know!" Cried a voice.
Link perked up. "Midna?"
Sure enough, the large crowd that had appeared outside the building were marching their way inside, demanding explanation and residence. Midna lounged on the Dog like she would a wolf. The offended duck, his spot taken, perched on Wario's shoulder like a hunting falcon.
Wario tossed the broken assist trophy on the floor for display. "The Duck did it." He confirmed.
The duck squawked in objection.
The crowd of Smashers looked at the crowd in alarm. Mario's eyes widened. "W-what is it that you're here for?"
"We demand residence!" Ashley demanded.
The crowd roared with approval.
"We demand equal rights!" Mother Brain emphasized.
"YEAH!" The crowd approved!
"We demand-"
"A MANSION!" Master Hand interrupted, snapping his fingers.
Silence. Everyone stared at Master Hand as if he was as crazy as his partner.
Seeing as he had everyone's attention, Master Hand continued in a clear voice. "A Mansion – no, a SMASH MANSION. Mario, if you and the Council accept me as a Smasher, I will personally oversee production of a mansion to house official Smashers. This way the village is open up to the incoming Assist Trophies and the workforce. Also, with the Smashers living in one place, it will be much easier to call them together should an emergency arouse."
Excited whispers echoed throughout the courtroom. Some Smashers seemed full in support of the idea. Others frowned and shook their head, as if rejecting the plan.
Mario himself frowned. "You believe that all the Smashers should live…together? Under the same roof?"
"Well…yeah!"
The Council huddled up football-style and talked in hushed voices. After a brief discussion, they separated. Mario stepped forward again. "Sorry, Master Hand. But living under the same roof, no matter HOW large, is a terrible idea. Kirby alone has destroyed his own living quarters three times this week. And Wario's house smells so much like farts and garlic and motor oil that people are advised to wear and oxygen mask whenever they pass by."
Samus shook her head. "And you want them living under the same roof together? No. Not happening."
Immediately, the crowd was sent in an uproar. Some Smashers, such as Palutena and Jigglypuff, supported Master Hand's idea. Others, like Ike and Captain Falcon, disapproved and sided with the Council.
At first, people objected. Then they argued. Then they quarreled. Then they pushed. Then they shoved. Then they started to fight…
Master hand snapped his fingers as he possibly could. All the Smashers froze, stopping whatever they were doing.
In a clear voice, Master Hand addressed the group. "It appears we have inspired a conflict. Let's take a vote, shall we? ALL THOSE WHO APPROVE OF A SMASH MANSION COME TO MY SIDE OF THE HALL!"
Smashers moved to Master Hand's side. Most Assist Trophies also took his side, claiming they too needed residence. When everybody was settled, Master Hand's army was arguably half of the room.
"Crazy Hand?" Master Hand asked.
The erratic hand stopped spazzing out. "Yeah, bruh?"
"You're on our side."
"Oh, right!" A confused Crazy Hand was on the other side of the room. Embarrassed, he floated to Master Hand's side.
Mario stepped forward. "ALL THOSE AGAINST A REFORMATION STAND BY-A ME!"
The rest of the Assist Trophies and Smashers filed in behind the Council. They too were a force to be reckoned with.
When everybody had chosen a side, the room was evenly split.
I think we all know what happened next.
BOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMM!
In a flash of fiery light, the Supreme Courtroom exploded. Smashers flew out of the wreckage in a heap, landing in a variety of places.
Eventually, the two groups reformed. The Council and their troop set up their main base in the runs of the Supreme Courtroom. It would serve as both a defensive headquarters and an observation platform on the entirety of Smashville.
Master Hand's "Reformers" set up on the outskirts of Smashville. Their main headquarters was at the base of Smash Mountain, facing the village. They organized their forces to fit an offensive strategy.
Charizard was flying over Smashville with Pikachu on his back. Together, they observed the impending war commence.
Pikachu sighed. "It's like Capture-the-Flag. Capture the Enemy Base, and you win. Or if you control most of Smashville, you can force your opponent into submission."
Charizard nodded. "So…have you picked a side?"
Pikachu looked at Charizard funny. "I'm a Council Member, remember? I stand for the Pokémon."
"Oh…right."
"Have you?"
"Have I what?"
"Picked a side I mean."
Charizard considered it thoughtfully. "I guess I'm in support of the Council. It means I get to keep my independence."
Pikachu nodded. "Come on, then. Let's report to Mario and tell him our findings."
Charizard flew off. In the distance, the sun was setting on the fact that Smashville would never be the same.