A/N Ah, yet again, the keyboard calls. Well, my muses phoned me and
gave me the next chapter to The Tournament. And guess who's stuck writing
it?
I might make this longer then originally longer then expected. Like usual.
I thank my reviewers so far for reviewing. ::bows and hands over pocky::
Disclaimer: I never will own anything, except my stories. So shoot me.
(Begin Chapter Two)
(Tuesday afternoon, rest area)
All the Smashers were excited about the tournament coming up, even Mr. Game and Watch, who rarely showed expression or emotion.
The rest area was crowded as the Super Smash Brother characters furiously struggled to get a look at the sign.
"When is it?" asked Gannondorf, shoving his way through the horde of Smashers.
Samus, lounging in a corner, already having read the sign and told everybody, lazily said, "Six o'clock on Wednesday."
Gannondorf pushed his way through the crowd (again) and went up to Samus, an evil grin playing around the corners of his lips. "Are you going?" His hand 'accidentally' jerked forward towards her thigh, which was covered in armor.
Samus whacked it away with her gun, and kicked out violently. "Hentai!"
Gannondorf's hand was slowly swelling to the size of a soccer ball, but he grinned anyway. "Oh, a tough one!"
Link was on a couch not far away. He was polishing his sword, and commented to Gannondorf, "Quit trying to get a girl, Gannondorf. Your sick mind just makes it worse."
Gannondorf turned to look at the smug Hero of Time. "Fairy boy!"
Link instantly thought of Navi, and shrugged. "I never really liked her anyway. Compared to you, she was great though."
Gannondorf growled. "You litt-"
"What are you going to do, Ganny? I beat you bad last time we fought. Gonna try again?"
Gannondorf snarled as he tried to grab Link's foot, but slender fingers gripped the gauntlet-ed hand. "Gannondorf, cut it out. You too, Link."
Zelda stared firmly down at the two, mortal enemies to the bone. "Stop it right now. If you two really want to battle, do it at the arenas, not here."
Link's sapphire eyes connected with Zelda's scarlet orbs. "Sure, Zelda..." He threw one last glare at the Gerudo and settled back into the couch.
Peach, wanting to get to Zelda, whacked her frying pan around, injuring a few Smashers, then finally reaching Zelda. "Did you read the fine print at the bottom of the notice?"
Zelda raised a blond eyebrow. "No..."
Peach become aware that Link was here, and swung her frying pan, slamming it into his head. Zelda gasped. "Peach-"
"Better. Now he can't listen!" said the princess triumphantly, tucking away her frying pan and pulling out a tennis racket.
Zelda threw a reproachful look at her friend. "I doubt he was in the first place."
Peach shrugged, saying, "He isn't hurt! Now, at the bottom in fine print, it said that the Master Hand is going to pair up who goes against who."
Zelda pursed her lips. "Great. I'll be against either my boyfriend or friends. Like last time!"
Peach narrowly dodged Yoshi rolling past in his egg chasing Ness for stealing his piece of fruit again. Giving the dinosaur a good whack on the egg, she turned back to Zelda. "Well, you can't help it that he doesn't like you."
Zelda rolled her crimson eyes, jumping lightly as Yoshi and Ness almost bulled straight into her. "No, I can't... Yoshi! Ness! Cut it ou-"
The sound of breaking glass and horrified gasps of the Smashers told those who were not looking what happened.
"Let me guess- Ness ran into the lottery machine again," muttered Samus, getting up off of the sofa. "The Yoshi collided into him. Why must they do that?"
Roy and Fox were pulling the two miscreants out of the pile of yet to be won trophies. "I can't believe this is the- what time is this, Roy?"
The knight peered at the number of tallies on the wall next to the broken lottery machine stand. "Er, sixth. No, wait, I have to add this time." He scrawled a small mark into the wall with his swordtip. "Seventh," he announced.
The pilot rolled his looked up at the ceiling. "Next thing you know, the Master Hand's going to kill them both the next time anybody plays Classic, no matter what level the player put the settings on."
Roy nodded. "That's believable."
Marth, who was lounging nearby, added, "I bet he'll sic all the Goombas on those two in Classic Mode or drown them in acid."
"Or something of the same kind of pleasure," said Roy, stuffing the trophies in a corner.
(Tuesday evening, Smasher Preparing room)
The Master Hand sternly looked at all the Smashers, each wearing a semi-innocent look on their faces. Well, some of them, like Gannondorf or Mewtwo could never look quite childlike or cute, but they tried, looking even scarier.
"Now, I know you all have some pent-up steam you need to release lately-"
"We always have pent-up steam to release," muttered Fox.
The Master Hand austerely glared at the canine, but the pilot's eyes were at the floor. The immense glove continued, waggling its fingers to emphasis his its words.
"So I have decided to create this tournament, to beat the other up as much as they want. Perhaps THAT will lessen your anger."
"So when do we start?" asked Gannondorf, rubbing his gauntlets against his other hand. "I'm ready to beat up anybody."
Link kept his azure eyes down and murmured, "I'd like to see you try."
Gannondorf threw a punch at Link, who swiftly ducked it and slashed out with his sword.
"You're going to pay for that!" yelled the Gerudo, kicking violently out.
Link lashed out with his hookshot and missed, scoring the floor deeply. Gannondorf quickly slammed his fist into the Hero of Time's head, sending Link flying into the wall.
As soon as he smashed into the wall, the boy was up again, and fired three arrows at his mortal enemy, damaging him further.
"STOP!" roared the Master Hand, grabbing Gannondorf and shoving him in a corner in one fluid movement. Link was breathing heavily, but managed a satisfied grin. "Ha!"
"This is what I mean," muttered the Master Hand, "Just attacks, I shouldn't of let Nintendo put mortal enimies together in the same fighting game..." He sighed, and out of no where he pulled out several sheets of paper. "This is the order of who is fighting who. Have fun!" With an evil chuckle, he left the room, leaving the confused Smashers to themselves.
Samus snatched up the sheaf of paper, and quickly read down the list:
"Roy v.s Marth.
Yoshi v.s Ness.
Samus v.s Captain Falcon
Mario v.s Luigi
Zelda v.s DK
Mr. Game and Watch v.s Jigglypuff
Fox v.s Falco
Kirby v.s Mewtwo
Ice Climbers v.s Peach
Gannondorf v.s Link
Pikachu v.s Pichu
Young Link v.s Bowser."
The bounty hunter read them out loud with manifest disbelief.
Young Link smiled to himself, and cast a glance at Bowser, a fire in his eyes. He caught the turtle's scarlet eyes and grinned. I'm going to beat him tomorrow! thought Young Link triumphantly.
However, most of the other Smashers weren't happy. Marth and Roy were good friends, never liking battling the other. Pikachu and Pichu were also, and so were Yoshi and Ness.
Kirby hated Mewtwo, and knew that the Master Hand had purposely put them together. Squeaking his fury, he set up a loud clamor, along with Ness's muttered curses you would not expect from him.
Zelda promptly cuffed the pair. "Live with it!"
(End Chapter Two)
A/N Gomen for not updating in a while. I've been super busy. One Friday night I went to Wolf Park, three hour drive, but well worth it. (You probably guessed where I live now.) Then I went camping the night after, and didn't get on the internet for a few days. Gomen, sorry, I really am. I hoped you liked this chapter.
I'm so happy that I actually have reviews for this story! Sarah Ex Elmino (Or somthing like that, sorry) (I forgot the name of the other reviewer... Gomen times a million, but you know who you are.)
I might make this longer then originally longer then expected. Like usual.
I thank my reviewers so far for reviewing. ::bows and hands over pocky::
Disclaimer: I never will own anything, except my stories. So shoot me.
(Begin Chapter Two)
(Tuesday afternoon, rest area)
All the Smashers were excited about the tournament coming up, even Mr. Game and Watch, who rarely showed expression or emotion.
The rest area was crowded as the Super Smash Brother characters furiously struggled to get a look at the sign.
"When is it?" asked Gannondorf, shoving his way through the horde of Smashers.
Samus, lounging in a corner, already having read the sign and told everybody, lazily said, "Six o'clock on Wednesday."
Gannondorf pushed his way through the crowd (again) and went up to Samus, an evil grin playing around the corners of his lips. "Are you going?" His hand 'accidentally' jerked forward towards her thigh, which was covered in armor.
Samus whacked it away with her gun, and kicked out violently. "Hentai!"
Gannondorf's hand was slowly swelling to the size of a soccer ball, but he grinned anyway. "Oh, a tough one!"
Link was on a couch not far away. He was polishing his sword, and commented to Gannondorf, "Quit trying to get a girl, Gannondorf. Your sick mind just makes it worse."
Gannondorf turned to look at the smug Hero of Time. "Fairy boy!"
Link instantly thought of Navi, and shrugged. "I never really liked her anyway. Compared to you, she was great though."
Gannondorf growled. "You litt-"
"What are you going to do, Ganny? I beat you bad last time we fought. Gonna try again?"
Gannondorf snarled as he tried to grab Link's foot, but slender fingers gripped the gauntlet-ed hand. "Gannondorf, cut it out. You too, Link."
Zelda stared firmly down at the two, mortal enemies to the bone. "Stop it right now. If you two really want to battle, do it at the arenas, not here."
Link's sapphire eyes connected with Zelda's scarlet orbs. "Sure, Zelda..." He threw one last glare at the Gerudo and settled back into the couch.
Peach, wanting to get to Zelda, whacked her frying pan around, injuring a few Smashers, then finally reaching Zelda. "Did you read the fine print at the bottom of the notice?"
Zelda raised a blond eyebrow. "No..."
Peach become aware that Link was here, and swung her frying pan, slamming it into his head. Zelda gasped. "Peach-"
"Better. Now he can't listen!" said the princess triumphantly, tucking away her frying pan and pulling out a tennis racket.
Zelda threw a reproachful look at her friend. "I doubt he was in the first place."
Peach shrugged, saying, "He isn't hurt! Now, at the bottom in fine print, it said that the Master Hand is going to pair up who goes against who."
Zelda pursed her lips. "Great. I'll be against either my boyfriend or friends. Like last time!"
Peach narrowly dodged Yoshi rolling past in his egg chasing Ness for stealing his piece of fruit again. Giving the dinosaur a good whack on the egg, she turned back to Zelda. "Well, you can't help it that he doesn't like you."
Zelda rolled her crimson eyes, jumping lightly as Yoshi and Ness almost bulled straight into her. "No, I can't... Yoshi! Ness! Cut it ou-"
The sound of breaking glass and horrified gasps of the Smashers told those who were not looking what happened.
"Let me guess- Ness ran into the lottery machine again," muttered Samus, getting up off of the sofa. "The Yoshi collided into him. Why must they do that?"
Roy and Fox were pulling the two miscreants out of the pile of yet to be won trophies. "I can't believe this is the- what time is this, Roy?"
The knight peered at the number of tallies on the wall next to the broken lottery machine stand. "Er, sixth. No, wait, I have to add this time." He scrawled a small mark into the wall with his swordtip. "Seventh," he announced.
The pilot rolled his looked up at the ceiling. "Next thing you know, the Master Hand's going to kill them both the next time anybody plays Classic, no matter what level the player put the settings on."
Roy nodded. "That's believable."
Marth, who was lounging nearby, added, "I bet he'll sic all the Goombas on those two in Classic Mode or drown them in acid."
"Or something of the same kind of pleasure," said Roy, stuffing the trophies in a corner.
(Tuesday evening, Smasher Preparing room)
The Master Hand sternly looked at all the Smashers, each wearing a semi-innocent look on their faces. Well, some of them, like Gannondorf or Mewtwo could never look quite childlike or cute, but they tried, looking even scarier.
"Now, I know you all have some pent-up steam you need to release lately-"
"We always have pent-up steam to release," muttered Fox.
The Master Hand austerely glared at the canine, but the pilot's eyes were at the floor. The immense glove continued, waggling its fingers to emphasis his its words.
"So I have decided to create this tournament, to beat the other up as much as they want. Perhaps THAT will lessen your anger."
"So when do we start?" asked Gannondorf, rubbing his gauntlets against his other hand. "I'm ready to beat up anybody."
Link kept his azure eyes down and murmured, "I'd like to see you try."
Gannondorf threw a punch at Link, who swiftly ducked it and slashed out with his sword.
"You're going to pay for that!" yelled the Gerudo, kicking violently out.
Link lashed out with his hookshot and missed, scoring the floor deeply. Gannondorf quickly slammed his fist into the Hero of Time's head, sending Link flying into the wall.
As soon as he smashed into the wall, the boy was up again, and fired three arrows at his mortal enemy, damaging him further.
"STOP!" roared the Master Hand, grabbing Gannondorf and shoving him in a corner in one fluid movement. Link was breathing heavily, but managed a satisfied grin. "Ha!"
"This is what I mean," muttered the Master Hand, "Just attacks, I shouldn't of let Nintendo put mortal enimies together in the same fighting game..." He sighed, and out of no where he pulled out several sheets of paper. "This is the order of who is fighting who. Have fun!" With an evil chuckle, he left the room, leaving the confused Smashers to themselves.
Samus snatched up the sheaf of paper, and quickly read down the list:
"Roy v.s Marth.
Yoshi v.s Ness.
Samus v.s Captain Falcon
Mario v.s Luigi
Zelda v.s DK
Mr. Game and Watch v.s Jigglypuff
Fox v.s Falco
Kirby v.s Mewtwo
Ice Climbers v.s Peach
Gannondorf v.s Link
Pikachu v.s Pichu
Young Link v.s Bowser."
The bounty hunter read them out loud with manifest disbelief.
Young Link smiled to himself, and cast a glance at Bowser, a fire in his eyes. He caught the turtle's scarlet eyes and grinned. I'm going to beat him tomorrow! thought Young Link triumphantly.
However, most of the other Smashers weren't happy. Marth and Roy were good friends, never liking battling the other. Pikachu and Pichu were also, and so were Yoshi and Ness.
Kirby hated Mewtwo, and knew that the Master Hand had purposely put them together. Squeaking his fury, he set up a loud clamor, along with Ness's muttered curses you would not expect from him.
Zelda promptly cuffed the pair. "Live with it!"
(End Chapter Two)
A/N Gomen for not updating in a while. I've been super busy. One Friday night I went to Wolf Park, three hour drive, but well worth it. (You probably guessed where I live now.) Then I went camping the night after, and didn't get on the internet for a few days. Gomen, sorry, I really am. I hoped you liked this chapter.
I'm so happy that I actually have reviews for this story! Sarah Ex Elmino (Or somthing like that, sorry) (I forgot the name of the other reviewer... Gomen times a million, but you know who you are.)