Alright everyone! The third chapter is here and I can't believe how quick it took to show how cleaning the mansion is a normal process for everyone, if normal is the right word. Anyway, huge thanks for the questions an reviews for the story, it means a lot.

Bluejack22: Thank you so much for liking my story! It means a lot!

TheLarry101: I have a lot of ideas of who's going to be in Super Smash Bros. Maxed out, Crash is only the first of ninety-six different characters, so there's going to be a lot of them!

7lights13darknesses: I understand about the last chapter, but there will be more of him and other characters in the near future!

Guest: Trust me, I have a lot planned.

AngelZeroEXE: Sorry about what Samus did to Pit, believe me, don't bother Samus during her training.

Anyway, on with the story!

The Smash Mansion attic was one of mystery, as not many would tread up into it during the daytime or nighttime hours, out of fear that something had been in it. Rumors of ghosts, goblins, demons, and other ghouls had circulated from a few non-reliable sources, mostly the veteran smashers. Yet what Lucario and Ike were experiencing right now wasn't exactly what they expecting, it was just an average attic with countless boxes and useless nick-knacks that no one wanted anymore.

And it was their job to clean it out.

Ike grabbed a stack of boxes and started to carry them to the stairs while Lucario held a feather duster and started to dust off chests and paintings, so far they had received a fairly average job within the mansion, they didn't even know what the others were doing at the time but they weren't complaining. As Lucario dusted off a chest, he suddenly noticed that the lock was broken and lying on the ground, bending down, he picked it up to see it was a makeshift lock that had been broken a long time ago.

"Strange" he said to himself as he examined it, Ike heard his voice and placed the boxes to the ground and went to see what Lucario had in his hands.

"What's up?" He asked.

"I found this broken lock" Lucario said when he held it up for Ike to see "it appears to have been handmade some time ago, yet it appears to have been broken recently".

"Is that so?" he asked, his eyes darted towards the chest it belonged to "is that the chest it was on?"

"Yes, it must belong to one of the others" Lucario said "we should leave their privacy alone".

"We could..." Ike's eyes narrowed and a grin flashed across his face "or we could look to see what's in it!" Lucario tried to speak up against the idea but Ike cut him off when he kneeled down and opened the chest to see the contents, only to be understandably confused when he saw what was inside.

"Is that..." He trailed off.

"Yes it is" Lucario said, looking into the chest with him "it's chocolate".

As far as the two could see, the chest was filled to the brim with chocolate bars, and of many different brands as well. Each bar was wrapped up and in neat stacks, as though someone had taken their time to keep everything well kept, Lucario reached in and pulled out a chocolate bar to examine it.

"See if there's a receipt in there" Lucario said "it might have the name of whoever bought all these", Ike nodded and began to look around for a receipt but only found more chocolate bars. Lucario carefully unwrapped the chocolate bar to sniff it before taking a bite into it, he chewed for a few seconds before swallowing the contents and took another bite, Ike kept feeling around to see there was a receipt.

"I can't find anything" Ike said as he looked inside "maybe they threw it away to keep this a secret".

"Maybe" Lucario mumbled between bites, seemingly becoming lost in his own little paradise, while Ike got up on his feet and looked around.

"We should probably tell Master Hand" Ike said "he could-" his voice was cut off when the sound of footsteps started to eminate from the stairs, Ike and Lucario quickly looked around to find a spot to hide, fearing it might be whoever owned the chocolate coming up to check on their supply. Both smashers found a perfect hiding place, a metal rack of coats, and ran behind it to conceal themselves. Lucario brought a finger up to his lips to signal for both of them to remain quiet, the two watched as Dark Pit and Pit walked into the attic with Pit looking a bit unnerved.

"Maybe someone already knows" he said, looking from side to side in an effort to make sure they were alone.

"No one even comes up here!" Dark Pit said "who's even going to know it's up here?"

"I'm just saying" Pit replied, the two angels walked over to the chest containing the chocolate, Dark Pit took out a key from his sandal and readied to unlock the chest when he suddenly stopped in his tracks, he moved his right foot back a step and felt something move underneath it, Lucario suddenly felt his stomach drop when he realized that he dropped the wrapper before finding a spot to hide.

Dark Pit looked down and saw the wrapper and reached down to grab it, someone had invaded his privacy and now he was beginning to feel very unhappy, only his unhappiness was very similar to that of how a maniac would feel if someone took his photo. Dark Pit's eyes darted around the room to see if he could locate whoever else was in the attic, Ike felt a sneeze coming on but managed to hold it back, and Lucario silently motioned for him and Ike to find a way out of the attic.

"What's wrong?" Pit asked, looking over Dark Pit's shoulder.

"Somebody's up here" Dark Pit turned around to face him and outreached his hand with the wrapper in it "and they've gotten into the chest". Pit's eyes widened in shock, Dark Pit tossed the wrapper on the ground and began to look around, while Pit decided to investigate the chest when he noticed the broken lock on the ground.

"Hey, was the lock always like this?" He asked as he pointed to the ground, Dark Pit walked over to his spot and saw the broken lock, further providing his theory that someone had found their secret supply of chocolate and took a bar. He reached behind his back and grabbed his bow, Lucario and Ike slowly tip-toed out from behind the coat rack and kept themselves hidden in the shadows, as so not to bring attention to their appearance, Dark Pit crafted an arrow from his magic and aimed it at the chest.

"Come on out and show yourself!" he shouted, only to get no response, Pit looked around to see if he could find whoever got into their chest and began his search near the coat rack, he drew back some coats but found no one. Lucario and Ike were now reaching towards the attic door, and were now reaching towards their exit when they heard-

"Oh, hey guys!" Pit said happily when he spotted the two up against the wall, Dark Pit spun around to see the two weren't exactly as well hidden as they thought, Lucario's eyes bugged out of his head while Ike sheepishly grinned and waved at the dark angel. Dark Pit smiled viciously and aimed his weapon at the two, who were now running as fast as they could and escape their oncoming attack.

"Get back here!" Dark Pit shouted as he chased after the two in a fit of rage, Pit didn't follow after, instead focusing his gaze on the chest to grab a chocolate bar and then head back to his previous task.

Richter Belmont was a lot of things.

Infamous demon slayer.

Vanquisher of vampires.

Destroyer of the unholy.

But babysitter wasn't one of them, especially working with two other adults that had no experience with this sort of issue.

Master Hand had happily given him, Little Mac, and Samus the duty of watching a rambunctious group of children consisting of Pichu, Bowser Jr, Inklings, and Kirby so as to keep them out of the way while the rest of the residents cleaned the house. If he could be do anything else right now, it would be better than this.

He had a few things to say once he saw Master Hand after his babysitting job, and they weren't particularly friendly either. He may have defeated countless legions of supernatural creatures, but he couldn't even keep a small mouse Pokemon from trying to bite his hand.

"No, no, bad Pichu!" he hissed as he tried (emphasis on tried) to pull off Pichu from his hand, yet he getting nowhere near from his goal. He pulled harder but the Pokemon had an iron grip on his palm, he seethed through the pain and tried to free himself, yet it was pointless.

"At least you're not dealing with this" Samus grumbled, pointing to the crying Bowser Jr. and Inkling Boy, both of who were hugging onto her leg while she held a toy car above her head, the two children had been fighting about it earlier and Samus had issued a "if you two can't share, no one can have it" rule before taking it away.

Now both were begging and pleading for it back.

"Please, please, please!" Bowser Jr. cried "we'll be good!"

"Yeah! We'll share!" Inkling Boy joined in on the pleading.

"Samus, just give them the toy" Simon called out.

"No! They can learn to behave without the toy!" Samus said, the crying of the two only grew louder and Samus only felt more irritated "this is why I'm never going to have kids".

"Careful Samus, don't jinx yourself" Ritcher's face broke into a grin.

"Go to hell" Samus snapped.

"I don't see what you guys are complaining about" Little Mac, sitting at a table with Kirby and Inkling Girl and drawing pictures with them, smiled "kids are pretty fun to be with once you get to know them". He only received a dirty glare from his fellow smashers, which made him shrink down a bit.

"You call these things fun?" Richter asked, holding up his hand with Pichu still attached to it.

"I grew up in a family with a bunch of little siblings" Little Mac said "so it's pretty easy for me to relate with some of the kids".

"Easy for you to say" Samus lowered her hands for the boys to grab the toy car, she walked over to the couch and sat down with Bowser Jr. and Inkling boy following her "I never had siblings, good old Ridley and his pterodactyl looking ass killed my parents, so there's that". Richter and Little Mac exchanged horrified glances, they weren't really sure how to take that, Samus cupped her chin in her hand, and continued on "then he killed my adoptive family and history goes on from there".

"That's... Unsettling" Little Mac said, making a mental note not to go anywhere near Ridley from now on.

"Poyo!" Kirby exclaimed, holding up a picture he drew of food.

"That's pretty good Kirbster" Little Mac said, a smile on his face.

"My history isn't any better" Richter said to Samus, and took a seat next to her "Dracula pretty much showed up in every part of my family's history, and killed someone close to my relatives".

"How is that going to cheer me up?" Samus asked, clearly now in a depressed mood.

"It doesn't" Richter answered and placed a hand on her shoulder "but everyone in this place has experienced something tragic, it doesn't make us less of who we are". Samus looked over to him but remained solemn, she was really hoping this wouldn't be one of this sappy feels moments, she wasn't a real fan of that kind of stuff.

"Don't make this weird" Samus said.

"What I'm saying" Richter turned back to his hand for one moment and successfully pulled off Pichu and set the Pokemon on the ground before turning back to Samus "is that we're all here for each other, and you're not alone".

"I'm not here for anyone!" Shouted a voice from behind the two, both Smashers looked back to see Wario was hiding behind the couch and holding something in his hands, which both of them recognized easily.

"Hey! Is that my wallet?" Samus asked.

"No".

"It is!" Richter said, pointing to the wallets in Wario's hands "and he's got mine too!" Wario sheepishly grinned and laughed, he slowly placed the wallets in his back pockets... And jumped up and ran as fast as could out of the room, with Samus and Richter following him in an attempt to retrieve their wallets.

"Wa-ha-ha-ha! Wario's got all the money now!" Wario shouted, followed by an audible blaster sound and something crashing.

"Thief!" Richter shouted as the three of them ran past the entry way back and forth, Little Mac and the children watched the scene unfold. They knew better than get into the middle of a fighter like this, Kirby went to grab some popcorn while the rest sat down to continue watching.

"Smart money is on Samus and Richter" Inkling Girl spoke to Pichu, already getting into a bet with the small mouse Pokemon.

"Pi!" Pichu replied.

"Shouldn't we do something?" Bowser Jr asked Little Mac.

"We could..." Little Mac said "but I kind of want to see how this ends".

"Okay!" Bowser Jr said, Wario made a sharp u-turn and jumped above Samus's head in his attempt to escape, but hadn't calculated that she would grab his leg and throw him against the wall, and he fell to the ground and looked up to see Samus and Richter cracking their knuckles. A devilish smile spread Samus's face, sending shivers down his spine.

"Mommy..." he whined.

Grocery shopping wasn't exactly the best chore in the mansion, but it was an easy one which many didn't even realize until they could get out of the house and feel freedom from all the madness. Normally Master Hand would only allow Samus, Ike, and Falco to handle the grocery shopping but with a change in the chore schedule, the duty fell upon both Bowser and Princess Peach.

Both had been silent on the car ride over to the store, as this was a seemingly odd task that Master Hand had given to them, considering their history together but they didn't question his decision, considering how he made it very clear that he would pay them handsomely for handling the task. They didn't need a second thought to realize what he meant, there were some things in the Smash Mansion that were limited to only a few people, such privileges included having unlimited use of a private bathroom Master Hand had hidden so as to keep it from being destroyed, being the first to have use over the TV, and countless other things he had told the two. To them, it was an easy deal.

They just wish it wasn't so awkward...

Bowser pushed the cart down the aisle while Peach read over the list, making sure as to get everything upon the first smashers arrival to the mansion in the next two days, she had already written off the first few items when she noticed the uninterested look on Bowser's face. The Koopa king took a deep breath and exhaled, steam emitted from his nostrils and he coughed, was it really that awkward at the moment? She pondered this for a few seconds before speaking up to break the tension.

"So... Bowser" she began.

"Hm?" Bowser looked over to her.

"How's junior?" she asked, trying her best to clear the air.

"Good, he's good" Bowser said "he's starting to learn cursive, which is good for when he goes into business".

"Oh, that's nice" Peach slyly looked down to the ground, the feeling of heavy air had returned and the two stopped where they were. There weren't many times when Bowser and Princess Peach were alone, and when they were, it wasn't a plesant experience after all their "encounters" together. It was a rare sight to see the two together, especially when they were out of the mansion, though not many questioned it.

As Peach was looking over the list, she noticed that there was something that hadn't been scratched off yet, and she believed they had merely forgotten it.

"Oh dear, I believe we've missed something" she said.

"What is it?" Bowser asked.

"Marshmallows" Peach said and looked up at him with a small smile "could you be a dear and grab them?"

"Yeah, yeah" Bowser said and turned around to get the product "I'll meet you wherever you're going".

"Okay, thank you Bowser!" Bowser nodded at her and headed off, while Peach took another look at the list and went to find the next item, but kept thinking as to her and Bowser's... Relationship, or something that resembled it. She had questioned why he had kept trying to kidnap her but she then realized that lately, he hadn't try to make any attempt to do so. She was starting feel worried... Wait, worried? Why should she feel worried for him?

"I must be overthinking it" she said to herself before moving on.

"Okay, where are those marshmallows?" Bowser asked himself as he scanned the aisles, cursing the store for being so big and himself for not taking the opportunity to kidnap Peach. But he had to fairly honest to himself, he didn't feel like kidnapping her for some time now... He couldn't lie to himself, he felt as if his Mojo was gone... Long before it was even there.

"Hey!" Bowser shouted at the fourth wall, raising his fist in the air.

Sorry, just having a bit of fun there.

"Jerk" Bowser mumbled and continued his search, not even realizing that he had already passed by the marshmallows until he saw the aisle sign that revealed his mistake "D'oh!" his eyes suddenly bugged out his head "wait, that's copyright..." Bowser took a few minutes to think of what to say so as to prevent himself getting sued until he finally settled on one phrase "D'ah!" He chuckled to himself for a few seconds before walking back to the aisle "nailed it!"

Bowser didn't even ask what kind of marshmallows to grab but figured that all marshmallows are made out of the same ingredients, though he wasn't sure what was put into them but he didn't care. He just wanted to grab a bag of them, go home, and forget the whole unnerving episode.

"That'll do" Bowser said to himself as he eyed a large bag and reached out to grab it, only for a orange gloved hand to snatch it away from him "hey!" his eyes darted to see Crash Bandicoot holding the bag and snickering. How did get here? He and Peach were the only ones who left, and Crash was suppose to be back at the mansion to help with cleaning up, yet here he was with his bag of marshmallows.

"Alright Bandicoot, I'll give you the count of three to hand those over!" Bowser threatened, pointing a finger at Crash "one... Two..." Crash leapt into the air roadrunner style and ran off witht bag "...Three? Aw screw it!" Bowser roared fiercely and chased after the smashers, knocking over any stands or smashville residents in his path in an attempt to retrieve his prize. Crash, however, was more flexible and faster, and was able to dodge anything in his path while Bowser chased after him and then started to shoot fireballs from his mouth to wound the animal. This was futile as Crash merely dodged every attack, minus anything else that the fireballs hit. Which was unfortunate as now half of the aisles were on fire or destroyed at this point, but Bowser didn't care, he only wanted to get marshmallows and beat the life out of the Bandicoot.

"I've got you now!" Bowser said, finally catching up to Crash and outstretched his arms to grab him. Crash looked back and shrieked, now he was in trouble, Bowser was just a few mere inches away from grabbing him...

Until he bumped right into the person in front of him, sending them both tumbling to the ground and giving Crash the chance to escape, he turned back and laughed at the humiliated Koopa and ran back to the Mansion.

"Stupid rat!" Bowser said as he got back up, feeling the sting of defeat, and brushed off himself off. The person next to him was more than understandably angry at his "accident" and let him know by throwing an egg at him, which was the last thing he wanted to happen to him and he turned around to face who did "hey! What was that for?" he growled, only to see a red-haired woman wearing a red vest with a black shirt underneath, red shorts, and brown boots tossing an egg into the air and ready to throw another at him, her hair was tied into a ponytail and a look of frustration was evident on her face.

If Bowser could describe her in two words; it would be pretty and scary.

"Jerk!" she said and tossed another egg at him, he dodged it and watched as it crashed into a lobster tank which broke the glass and the contents spilled onto the floor.

"Oh no! My lobsters!" an elderly Koopa cried as he tried to retrieve his lobsters, Bowser and the woman looked at each other for a few brief seconds before running away from the scene, and stopped when they were near the front door. Both were catching their breath when Bowser spoke up.

"You're a lousy shot" Bowser laughed under his breath.

"Didn't miss you the first time" the woman said, joining in on his amusement, the two laughed for a few seconds before finally settling down.

"Sorry about running into you" Bowser apologized, which was a rare thing for him, and scratched the back of his head "I was trying to catch this Bandicoot for stealing the marshmallows I was suppose to get". The woman looked at Bowser with a weirded out look but smiled, feeling as though he was trying to apologize to her with a little joke.

"That's... Okay" she said, unsuringly, and outstretched her arm for him to shake it, Boswer did so and the two introduced each other as to close any tension between them.

"Bowser, sorry about earlier" Bowser said with a small grin.

"It's no problem" the woman replied "Claire Redfield, it's nice to meet you".

"Same here" Bowser said and the handshake ended "want to grab something to drink?" The woman glanced down at a watch on her right arm, and then back up at Bowser.

"Yeah, I've got some time before I go back to my hotel" Claire said.

"Great, they've got some good coffee here" Bowser said as the two walked away from the entrance to find the small coffee shop in the store, the whole incident now a thing of the past, unaware that Crash was back in the store and stole another bag of marshmallows.

Bowser had also forgotten that he was suppose to grab said bag and bring it back to Peach.

Peach was waiting by the checkout station, her arm rested on the handle of cart while her chin was cupped in her palm, her other hand was tapping the handle while she waited patiently for Bowser to return. A line of people behind her were not as patient as they many other things to do and wanted to get as much done before going home, Peach taking up the line wasn't helping the situation.

"Ma'am, you're to have to check out now so that other customers can finish their shopping" a Goomba said to her, clearly wanting to finish his shift and head home, a mild tone of annoyance in his voice. Peach snapped out of her trance and turned to face him, a look of embarrassement on her face.

"Sorry, I'm just waiting for my friend" she said.

"Well, you need to move along" the Goomba rudely said, Peach pouted and finally decided to set her groceries on the conveyor belt so that the Goomba could do his job, Peach began to wonder where Bowser could be and what was taking him so long to arrive. She looked around from a few angles to see if she could spot him.

"That'll be eighty-five dollars and twenty-seven cents please" Peach grabbed her coin purse and reached for the intended payment, she took one last glance up to see if she could find Bowser but she was unlucky doing so.

"Here you go" she sighed, handing the money over to the Goomba.

"Thank you, have a good day" the Goomba had a sound of uninterest in his voice but Peach didn't care, she only grabbed the cart and began to push it to the entrance when something caught her eye. She slapped a hand against her face, letting annoyance take over her emotions over what she was seeing.

It was Bowser, he was sitting in the coffee shop section of the store, and he was drinking a cup of coffee with a red-haired woman. The two were chatting over something inaudible to her ears, but she was already questioning who this person was and why Bowser had forgotten to get the marshmallows, she began to make her way over to the two when Bowser suddenly saw her and went ghostly-white in the face.

"Uh oh" he simply said.

"What is it?" Claire asked, oblivious to Peach towards them.

"Bowser, there you are!" Peach said, he could tell that she was angry with him "where were you?"

"Uh... Getting marshmallows?" Bowser sheepishly grinned.

"Then where are they?" Peach asked, trying to look behind Bowser to see if he had them, yet she knew very well he didn't, there was always guessing.

"Well, Crash stole them" Bowser said.

"Crash stole them?" Now she was really confused, and was beginning to think that he was making up the story as an excuse for not doing the job.

"Yeah, he stole them" Bowser's grin disappeared and was replaced with a frown, Peach's eyes then darted towards Claire, who had smiled and waved at her.

"Who is she?" she asked, trying her best to keep her calm.

"I'm Claire Redfield" Claire said, getting up from her chair and extended her hand for Peach to shake it "it's nice to meet you, Bowser has told me a lot about you". Peach smiled at her and returned the handshake, Bowser began to calm down a bit when Peach's eyes shot back to him and felt a deep pain in his back.

"The pleasure is all mine" Peach said politely "I hate to be a bother but Bowser and I must go, it's been very nice to meet you".

"Same here, see you guys later" Claire said and shot a smile at Bowser and nodded, the Koopa king nodded back at her and she walked off to finish her shopping. Bowser turned to speak to Peach but she raised up her hand to prevent him from doing so, she took a deep breath and exhaled before talking.

"So... Crash stole the marshmallows?" She asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

That awkward feeling was back.

The most luxurious part of the Smash Mansion was that of the garden, most notably for the wide variety of flowers and designs. There were several hedges shaped like various smashers and flower beds arranged in unique patterns, the garden was well-kept and beloved by everyone in the mansion, even by those who didn't want to admit it. The garden could be found out in the back of the mansion, followed by the nearby woods where the children could explore and expand their imaginations to unimaginable heights. The two sections were kept apart by a wooden fence recently installed by Snake and Mario, it was process that took a month but it was a fine job and painted by the entire household in a rainbow of colors.

Of course, no work was needed for the garden and the attention was sent to the woods to handle a raccoon problem that had been plaguing the area for a while, a small family of raccoons had taken residence nearby and were stealing and eating various plants. Normally, Master Hand would call an exterminator to relieve the problem but due to the deep cleaning of the mansion, he had assigned Roy, Mewtwo, and Lady Palutena the duty of getting rid of the raccoons.

Needless to say, they weren't too fond of the idea.

Mewtwo used his psychokinesis to swat away any bugs that were trying to bite him, much to his annoyance, Roy held out his sword as defense to keep the wild animals from attacking him. Lady Palutena walked with her staff being used as a hiking stick, a smile spread across her face as she took a deep breath and exhaled, she loved to be out in the world of nature, her fellow smashers would disagree.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Lady Palutena asked, her arms outstretched to welcome the outside world.

"No, it's not" Mewtwo argued as he swatted away another bug.

"Are we getting close?" Roy asked, aiming his sword around in the event something was to come out and carry him away, a strain of sweat rolled down his face.

"Almost, just a few more feet" Palutena said as she memorized the directions Master Hand had given to her, she kept her focus and moved along the forest. Mewtwo moved his gaze around to see if he could spot the raccoons, but he couldn't spot anything due to the immense number of flies swarming around him.

"We're here!" Lady Palutena sang with joy, Mewtwo and Roy only saw a fallen tree laying on the ground, it seemed to be rotting and falling apart, they didn't understand why anything would want to live in it.

"This is the place?" Roy asked as he kneeled down and poked the log with his sword, hoping to gain a reaction from something inside "doesn't look like a place for raccoons to live".

"Master Hand said they should be here" Lady Palutena took a peek inside the log to see it was empty, she reached in to see if she could feel for anything in it but the log was devoid of anything living in it.

"Perhaps they moved somewhere else" Roy said.

"No, this is too familiar" Mewtwo suddenly said, both smashers looked back to see him scratching his chin and his eyes narrowed in suspicion that something was wrong, a sinking feeling resided in his mind.

"What do you mean?"

"I've seen this dozens of times from various places" Mewtwo remarked "there's something very wrong about this", Mewtwo floated over to the log and used his psychokinesis to lift it up from the ground and started to shake it. Instantly, a group of raccoons fall out and begin to scurry around before running into the forest, Mewtwo set the log down and had a satisfied smile on his face.

"So that's it? That was easy" Roy smiled and turned around to go back to the Mansion when he heard something move beneath his feet, he looked down to see he was standing on a small net of some kind.

"That's odd" Lady Palutena said.

"No it's not" Mewtwo simply said as he pushed Roy to the ground, a large net flung up and held him within its grasp, the swordsman started the thrash and tried to remove himself from his prison but whatever had made this net, made sure to keep it sturdy and unbreakable.

"Get me out of here!" Roy pleaded.

"Hang on Roy!" Palutena shouted as she tried to find something to break the net, her eyes finally settled on a large rock sharp enough to cut it.

"You may want to stand back" Mewtwo told her, leaning against a tree.

"Huh? Why?" she asked, turning back to him with a confused look.

"You'll see" Palutena suddenly heard a creaking sound and looked up to see the net was becoming loose, and jumped out of the way as it fell to the ground with a loud thud. Roy winced in pain, he could feel a few pine cones poking into his back, which made it a very unpleasant experience to himself.

"Roy!" Palutena ran over to the net to release him out of it, but she stopped moving and started to float above the ground, she wasn't using her powers to do so and looked back to see Mewtwo was doing the deed and began to float himself. "Mewtwo! What are you doing?" she struggled to free herself but Mewtwo's grip was strong, it seemed as though he knew something was going to happen and he was trying to prevent her from getting injured.

"YAAHOO!" Mewtwo and Palutena looked from the opposite direction of where they stood and witnessed a truly bizarre sight.

Crash was riding on a raccoon with the rest of the pack running alongside them, it seemed as though they had scared away, he was laughing and swinging a lasso aimed right for Roy, the swordsman saw what was happening and began to struggle to break himself free.

"Guys, help!" he pleaded.

"Just let it happen" Mewtwo calmly said "we'll come after you".

"No, no, no, no!" Roy said as the lasso was thrown and Crash tightened it, the raccoon pack ran past him and carried him away, Roy screamed as he dragged away into the dense forest. Crash hopped off his raccoon and cheered for his victory, unaware the Mewtwo was floating behind him and staring down at him in a menacing way.

"Go get Roy" Mewtwo told Palutena and lifted a stick "take this with you, there will be blood", he levitated it towards her and she grabbed it.

"Okay, thanks" Palutena nodded to him and ran off to find Roy, Mewtwo remained with Crash and lifted the bandicoot off the ground to face him.

"Now, what to do with you?" Mewtwo asked Crash, who only grinned and stuck his tongue out of him.

"Why are here again?" Meta Knight asked as he and King K. Rool entered the game room, the two had been recently assigned to clean out all the closets of the mansion and throw away any trash that might be in them, yet K. Rool had convinced him to follow him to the game room.

"Taking a break!" K. Rool said before plopping down on one of the beanbags, and grabbed a controller to play a game.

"We've barely even done any work" Meta Knight said.

"So? Who's going to know that we're not doing anything?" K. Rool raised an eyebrow and smirked, Meta Knight face palmed himself.

"Everyone, everyone is going to know" Meta Knight looked at him and shook his head.

"You worry too much!" K. Rool groaned "you need to have fun!" K. Rool tossed a controller at him, who caught it in midair and placed it on the table next to him, this was not the time to fool around and slack off. He had a duty to uphold his job, and playing video games in the middle of the day wasn't part of it.

"I'll have fun once I'm done with my work" Meta Knight sternly said before turning around to walk away until K. Rool said something that made him stop in his tracks.

"Alright, quitter" Meta Knight turned back and narrowed his eyes.

"What did you call me?"

"You heard me, quitter" K. Rool's grin larger into a smile of wicked intent, his plan to humiliate the star warrior was close to completion when Meta Knight walked over to the beanbag next to him, controller in hand, and sat down.

"Start the game" Meta Knight was now focused on showing the crocodile who was better, K. Rool nodded and turned on the Xbox to start their competition. The screen flickered to life and K. Rool selected a racing game for them to begin.

"Prepare to lose!" K. Rool snickered.

Several rounds later, K. Rool was flabbergasted, he watched as his car was repeatedly run over and over by Meta Knight's car. His eyes wandered over to Meta Knight, and ever though he couldn't see under his mask, he could read that Meta Knight had the biggest grin on his face.

"But... How..."

"Who's the quitter now?" Meta Knight asked as he got up and walked to the door "we should start cleaning out the closets, let's start with the one down the hallway". King K. Rool was speechless, he looked back and forth from the TV and Meta Knight a couple of times before shaking his head. How had he lost? He was a king! And yet he had lost, at a simple game!

"Hey! I want a rematch!" K. Rool shouted as he got up and chased after Meta Knight, hoping to get his rematch but when he entered the hallway, he saw that the closet door was open and a pile of various items had spilled out of it, and Meta Knight buried underneath it.

"Not a word" Meta Knight's hand pointed right at him, K. Rool didn't say anything for a few seconds but a low laugh quickly grew to a loud and dominate one.

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" K. Rool grabbed his chest in his fit of laughter and pointed down at Meta Knight, who had dug himself out of his prison and dusted off his cape.

"Laugh it up" Meta Knight said "for now that it is", Meta Knight started to chuckle darkly and back away slowly while he covered most of his body with his cape. K. Rool stopped laughing and watched as Meta Knight backed away further down the hall and down the stairs, his gaze never leaving him which made the Kremling king feel very unsafe.

"Hehe, yeah" he choked out.

"Mwahahaha..." Meta Knight continued untul his was out of K. Rool's view, who was now running for the safety of the game room and closed the door behind him.

"Okay, no need to freak out!" K. Rool paced back and forth, trying to calm himself down and hoped that the revenge Meta Knight would deliver wouldn't be that destructive. He kept having glances that Meta Knight was hidden in the shadows, watching him with his glowing yellow eyes, sending shivers down his spine.

"Hello? Is anyone in here?" Ken Masters asked as he poked his head inside the game room, spooking K. Rool and forcing him to scream, Ken suddenly screamed as well and promptly shut the door behind him.

"That was weird" Ken said to himself as he walked away, trying his best to forget the incident. Meta Knight passed by him, carrying a bucket of ice, and whistling a tune to himself. Ken paused for a moment to look back and see Meta Knight entering the same room he left, and heard the sounds of K. Rool screaming before running out and scratching behind his back, he turned around in circles a couple of times for Ken to see ice was taped to his back in a rather forceful fashion.

"GYAAAAAAHHH!" K. Rool screamed as he ran to find something to remove the ice, passing by Ken and knocking him down, who was now completely dumbfounded by what was happening. Meta Knight walked out of the game room and chuckling to himself, Ken didn't even bother to ask him what was so funny and got up to go back to his job.

It had been a long day for him, that he had to give, and was relieved to see that his chore was almost done. Ken was given the wonderful job of vacuuming every room in the mansion, and to move anything out of the way so that he could clean every literal nook and cranny, which made it even more joyful for him. He had already cleaned a significant number of rooms and was nearing the last one room.

"Finally" he said to himself and whistled a small tune, the room wouldn't seem to be that bad, he kept reassuring himself that once he got done then he could relax a bit and see what he could do later. Approaching the door to the last room, he felt a small nudge on his pant leg and he looked down to see Squirtle holding a piece of paper in its mouth. "Hey there little buddy" Ken said as he bent down to face the Pokemon "what'cha got there?"

"Squirtle!" Squirtle chirped as it dropped the piece of paper on the floor and ran off, Ken picked up the paper and read it aloud.

"Squrtle?" He turned it back to see if there was anything but on the back but there was nothing "probably just Squirtle being... Squrtle" he shook his head, some of the residents here were weird. He shuddered at how weird some of them really were, remembering the one time Dedede once did the tango with a milkshake. "Alright, let's do thi-" Ken was cut off when he tried to open the door but found the handle to be locked, he remembered that Master Hand had given him the keys that opened every door in the mansion and took them out to unlock the door. Putting the first key in the handle, he turned it to see if it worked and the door opened.

"Now we're talking!" he said as he entered the room, only to be shocked to see it was an old office filled to the brim with boxes and dusty all over, his arms dropped to his sides and his eyes darted around to see that every corner had either boxes stacked against it or dust all over it. A single thought went through his head, which somewhat described the room in its current state.

"Crap".

"Attention all Smashers!" Boomed a voice from the speakers in the mansion, snapping Ken and everyone else out of their jobs and forward their attention to the voice, belonging to Master Hand "dinner will be served soon! Tonight's menu is Roasted chicken, followed by sides of Vegetable soup, rosemary bread, and salad! Please report to the kitchen in half an hour!"

"Yeah! Be quick maggots!" Crazy Hand shouted on the speaker in his best drill sergeant voice.

"Crazy! Stop that!" Master Hand snapped, there was a sound of the brothers fighting over the microphone until something falling to the ground produced a loud ringing sound, causing many of the smashers to cover their ears and block it out. The sound switched off a few seconds later, and everyone went back to resume their usual tasks, while Ken once again faced the room in front of him and then at the hallway. He had two choices, either clean the room and get it over with... Or run now and lie that he had cleaned it.

"No, you can do this" Ken said to himself as he held his head high and moved the vacuum into the room "I can start with the boxes" he grabbed the first box to his right and carried it outside to the hallway, coming back into the room, he saw something poked its hand out from the box underneath the one he carried out. He screamed and threw a hadouken at the box, sending it flying into a tower of boxes which sent them toppling to the ground and upheving a wave of dust that covered everything in its path.

"OW!" Came a voice from the pile of trash and boxes, and Olimar popped his head up, followed by several Pikmin.

"Olimar?" Ken asked.

"Hello there Ken!" Olimar smiled and waved at him "what brings you to my meditation room?"

"Meditation room?"

"Yes! I come here every afternoon to escape the conflict that goes on" Olimar hopped up and dusted himself off "it's really quite here, would you care to join me?" Ken rubbed the back of his head and looked to the doorway, and then back at the mess that was scattered around the room.

"Can't, Master Hand wants me to vacuum the entire mansion" Ken said and looked back at Olimar "which includes this room". Olimar's smile dropped to a frown and his eyes narrowed, Ken could tell something was wrong and felt as though as though he was in danger "right, so I have to clean this place up and move things around, if you don't mind-" he was cut off when the door to the room slammed shut and Ken looked back to see five of the Pikmin blocking the door.

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that" Olimar said and pointed right at him "Pikmin, defend!" Ken didn't have time to react as he was thrown on the ground and dragged by the feet, and thrown up against the wall, he looked down to see six of the several Pikmin holding a rope and one Pikmin with a bat in its hands.

"Hey, wait! Let's talk about-"

BONK!

THUD!

"Huh? What the?" Ken asked himself as he woke up to find he was sitting on a chair in the living room, he tried to get up but couldn't, and looked down to see he was tied up.

"Ah, you're awake!" Ken looked up to see Olimar with his Pikmin circled around him, a smile spread across his face and a marker in his hand "now then, untie him!" The pikmin jumped up onto the couch and quickly undid the rope around him, Ken broke free and got up from the chair.

"What happened?" Ken asked, rubbing the spot where he was hit.

"Nothing, right?" Olimar winked at him and turned around to walk away, his pikmin following him into the kitchen. Ken tried to think back to what had happened to him but his mind stopped to when the Pikmin attacked him, and everything else went dark after that, Ryu and Bayonetta passed by him and looked to greet him when both of them started to giggle and pointed at his forehead.

"Ken..." Bayonetta said between giggling.

"What's so funny?" He asked.

"Nothing" Ryu raised his hand up to try hiding his laughter "just go wash your face", the two erupted into laughter and left the room. Ken dashed towards the first floor bathroom and opened the door, turned on the light, and he looked into the mirror to see the face meme drawn on his forehead.

I have to say, I'm impressed that it took this quick to make chapter three. Anyway, the fourth one may take some time but this isn't the end of this scenario.

Until next time!