7. Preparations – Five months ago (Master)
My years of boredom are about to come to an end. The fruit of my labors will soon blosson. Soon, I will begin my tournament.
My ex-wife and son shouldn't have been in that dimension. I just released the toys to cause mayhem, to distract the people from me. It's not my fault if those two were in the way. And I never pushed that foolish soldier's missile launcher. He did it himself. The trigger-happy imbecile was just trying to cover up his attack.
I've accepted my new form, and I embrace it. It's kind of fun to be just a hand. My son, apparently, is an action figure. Good for him. It'll be good for him to see things from a different perspective. As for Mistress, the box, well, it might be healthy for her too.
I never named my son. He must be fourteen or fifteen by now. On my old planet, sons didn't receive names until they were officially "men", at age sixteen. It may sound like a stupid custom, but it wasn't my idea.
Yes, my new form suits me well. I am no longer Master. From now on, I will be called Master Hand! Yeah, that sounds good. It rolls off the tongue…
I haven't decided whether to find more fighters for my tournament or not. I guess it couldn't hurt. Out of the twelve I have, I think I'll only use eight of them. Luigi and Jigglypuff are irrelevant, since I will have Mario and Pikachu, and no one has heard of Ness or Captain Falcon. Maybe, if I go back, I'll find more popular characters.
I also finished all of the bonus stages. I figure that whoever beats enough fighters should get a break. I'm also going to enjoy testing my Polygon Team. These purple alternates to my eight fighters will provide interesting entertainment, at least.
I've almost finished collecting the items, too. All I need after that is Mario, and maybe someone else, and all will be ready.
8. Rescue
Juvenor shifted to another dimension, following his father silently, and he ended up back in the toy's dimension. Pulling out his gun, he ignored the toys' greetings and aimed, prepared to fire on his father.
"What are you doing, Juvenor?" Bowser roared. "Put that gun away!"
Juvenor ignored the turtle and continued looking around. The Turtles suddenly realized the identity of the gun-toting boy.
"You're the box's son, aren't you?" Leonardo asked. Juvenor nodded, not really paying attention.
"Did Juvenor kill you?" Michelangelo wanted to know.
Juvenor sighed and nodded again. Without turning toward the turtles, he said, "I just followed my father here. I think he's trying to kidnap another toy." All of the toys in earshot gasped.
"Well, we won't let him!" Apocalypse shouted, and the toys yelled in agreement. Everyone prepared to battle, and Juvenor rolled his eyes.
"Father won't just fight you. He'll appear, grab whoever he wants, and leave. There won't be any time for anyone to do anything."
"Then why are you here?" Daffy Duck wondered.
"Because I will be able to do something." Daffy shrugged and walked away.
"Your mother is a very nice, um, person?" Luke Skywalker said politely, searching for the right word.
"Person is fine. And thank you, but I need to concentrate."
"I bet your mother was one groovy baby!"
"Austin Powers, leave Juvenor alone." James Bond scolded. "I'm the only one who gets the girls around here!"
"Oh, please." Austin retorted, rolling his eyes jokingly.
"Shh! I hear him!" Juvenor whispered.
"You hear-" Apocalypse started to say, but stopped when he was blinded by a flash of light. Juvenor aimed his weapon almost blindly, and fired.
"Hey, put me down!" Bowser roared, then the hand did. Bowser fell to the ground as Master recoiled from the electricity from the laser blast.
"Well, son, good to see you still alive." The glove said, his voice shaken by pain.
"No thanks to you, Master!" Juvenor replied angrily.
"The name is Master Hand!" he replied, and disappeared. "I don't need him for the tournament anyway…"
"What tournament?" Bowser growled, grabbing Juvenor's cloak menacingly. "What was he talking about?"
"I don't know. But I'm going to find out." Juvenor replied, fading away.
Apocalypse shrugged. "Back to work, everyone. Show's over!"
9. Meeting – Two months ago (Juvenor)
I can't believe my father. That tournament humiliated him interdimensionally, and he's still not giving up. I saw him talking to Bowser, trying to get him to get revenge on the fighters. But this time, it's the real ones. I have to warn them. But how?
Wait, there's Bowser now! He's going to Hyrule, where Link is. If I keep following them, soon I'll be able to talk to them. This time, they'll need all the help they can get.
I know! They can get Ness and Falcon! I assume they haven't heard of them either, but two more fighters is never a bad thing. Bowser and Ganon are going to Lylat now, I'd better catch up.
Mario certainly showed my dad who was boss a few months ago. I'm proud of him, and I'm looking forward to seeing him again. I always used to love Mario games, and now I get to meet him in person.
The three villains are going to Kanto. Time to make my move. I'll explain everything to them and see what happens.
10. Victory – One month ago (Mario)
Well, it's been one month since all of the smashers united to stop Bowser, Ganon, Andross, Giovanni and their armies. It was good to see everyone again. One thing I can't get out of my head, though, is that weird kid. Yoshi, DK, and Luigi all remember him, so he wasn't a dream or anything, but how could he possibly have done all of the things he did? I wish I could see him again.
"Mario, comea on! Stopa daydreaming!" Luigi shouted angrily. "It'sa your turn!"
"Oha, sorry."
My throat still hurts from last month. I've tried to avoid using that accent for a while, but it doesn't really work. One of these days I just might have to tell everyone about my voice. I've already told Samus…I want to see her again, too.
I don't know what my feelings for Samus are. They're not love. I love Peach! But I don't know…I miss her.
What else? Oh, yes, Master Hand. I thought he was finished when I defeated him four months ago, but he came back. Samus defeated him again one month ago, I hope he leaves us alone from now on.
Actually, I'd really like to see everyone again. I'd like to organize some sort of reunion…if that were possible. Chances are it's not, so…
"Mario! Youra turn!"
"Sorry."
I've been playing Mario Party too often, methinks. I'm been playing it almost nonstop since I got back from the battlefield. I'm getting tired of it, but DK isn't (he always wins).
Suddenly, I hear a voice. It's a familiar voice, but it's not anyone here. Also, I'm not actually hearing it. It's in my head. DK, Yoshi, and Luigi have puzzled faces, showing me that they are receiving the message as well.
"Hello, everyone. I have something to tell you. Please step into the nearest interdimensional portal."
"The nearest what?" Link's voice echoed through everyone's head. I laughed.
"Just step through the glowing blue thing behind you." The voice clarified. "I look forward to seeing you all again."
I knew it! It was the mysterious boy!
Once again, I find myself following DK, Yoshi, and Luigi into a portal.
