A/N Hello, again, all ye peoples.

::hears a pair of crickets::

Well, I suppose you count too.

I am really sorry about the whole not writing for a couple of weeks thing. My laptop crashed, and I was lucky to get it on this time. That's why I plan to spend my whole morning writing. Well, except to eat, but you understand me.

There will be about two chapters more, and I'm changing the summary. Check it out to see!

Disclaimer:: I OWN SUPER SMASH BROTHERS!

Person in white coat: Beg pardon, miss. You need to go back to your room.

Me: Yay! The FUZZY one! Where I can bounce off the walls and visit all my purple-polka dotted friends...

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(Begin Chapter Four)

Now the Super Smash Brothers were angry at the Master Hand, and all of them decided- instead of fighting their friends, they would all go 'commit' Smasher suicide.

Young Link did not like this.

"But I hate that overgrown turtle!" he yelled. "Why can't I just... crush him or something!" He stamped off heatedly, his cerulean eyes fierce.

Samus, who had the rest of the Smasher girls with her, came up. "What happened? We were in the bathroom reviving Peach."

"My HAIR!"

"Peach, just... buy a wig or something."

"Grr..."

Fox quickly answered. "We've decided to defy the Master Hand and just... well, run off the edge twice and not fight our friends, like Marth and Roy did. Except little elf-boy wanted to kick Bowser's butt." He threw a look over at Young Link sulking on the couch.

Zelda had been looking at the poster with the pairs of fighters on it. "Why don't you let him? It's a good excuse to beat up Bowser, and they hate each other. Twill let off some steam." Her scarlet eyes trailed over to the young boy staring at the floor.

Falco shrugged. "Sounds good... but then again, we all wanted to disobey the Master Hand, but I suppose on straggler won't make such a deadly difference."

Zelda hastily corrected him. "Actually, me too. I'm not bowing down to DK. He's scared of me."

Mewtwo shrugged. "I suppose," he said in his telepathic voice. His violet eyes were on the arena, where Mario and Luigi appeared. They paused there. It was the Fountain Of Dreams, and the water chimed as it fell into the water.

"You know, I never thought the Master Hand would be this cruel," murmured Zelda, waiting for the announcer, who had recovered, to begin the start of the match. Also, the Smashers refused to count now. It was silence, except for the shuffling of feet, paws, or claws and the murmurs, such as the ones like Zelda's.

"Nor did I, but then, he's taken a nasty turn since the earlier Super Smash Brothers," commented Samus. "You weren't there- you were still in Hyrule, I believe. But it was much easier then... except now he had to bring in his twin brother."

Peach, who was pinning up her hair, muttered crossly under her breath, "My cursed hair is wet, and it's YOUR fault."

Zelda kicked her lightly. "Oh quiet."

The match had began, and had been running for a few seconds when Luigi, who had been running the opposite way, turned and tackled his brother!

"What about our agreement?" shouted Fox.

"Well, they are siblings," muttered Zelda.

"I agree," said Samus. "In fact, Luigi has a lot of confined anger that he really needs to release. This is the perfect excuse."

Luigi furiously beat, pummeled, and pounded on Mario, shouting, "Ha ha! Take that! Ho ho!"

Mario, however, was ready to fight back. Wrestling with his rage-filled brother, he started yelling, "What about the time you stole my Gameboy! Huh?! And erased my Poke'mon game! I had Mewtwo on there!" Water splashed and splattered all over the two, but neither were bothered by a bit of H2O.

"I'm flattered," murmured the purple-tinted Poke'mon.

Zelda shook her head. "Wow. Sibling love, I suppose."

Samus snorted. "Love indeed. Let's hope Pikachu and Pichu don't go nuts on us- they had a similar problem to those two, don't they?"

Nana nodded. However, her cloak impended her from doing that, so she said, "That sure had to be weird."

Luigi had thrown his brother off the stage, and shouted to the tinkling waters of the Fountain of Dreams, "Ha HA! I beat him!"

Then Mario crashed down on top of him, throttling him with such a grace only practiced by plumbers.

Which is no grace at all.

The two rolled around, kicking, shoving the other's face in cold water, and basically screaming out all their childhood angers.

"You destroyed my rubber Goomba!"

"What about my Batman suit I wore for Halloween eight years ago?! You ripped it!"

"You killed my goldfish back in the second grade by dumping all the food in the tank!"

"What about my tree house? You set it on fire!"

"You told my date I snored!"

"He does?" said Peach, totally into it now. "Wow. I guess I never heard that at the front door. Maybe I wasn't listening."

Samus rolled her eyes, but now one could see them, so that was good. "What's new?"

Eventually, the two rolled off and Luigi won the match by a single point.

Zelda and DK's match went swiftly. She just stood there while DK ran off the side twice, in fear of Zelda setting him on fire.

The same went for Mr. Game and Watch and Jigglypuff's match, but they both ran off the sides in the same direction. However, what really caught Peach's attention-

"They're holding hands!" she squealed. "Aww, how cute!"

Zelda raised an eyebrow. "And they are.... HOW old?"

Peach shrugged. "Who cares?"

An announcement came over the intercom, and to the surprise of the Smashers, it was by the Master Hand. "What are you DOING?" he yelled. "This was supposed to let you expose your anger. Let it all flow out. WHAT HAPPENED TO IT I ASK YOU?! WHAT HAPPENED TO MY PERFECT PLAN!?"

Zelda rolled her crimson-hued eyes. "Relax, please."

"WHAT FOR?!"

"He can hear us?" said Samus, surprised, though you couldn't see it on her face for it was shielded by a helmet. "Oops."

"Master Hand, you set us against our friends and things like that. And," she added, "you knew Jigglypuff and Mr. Game and Watch were going out!"

"Of course I set you against your friends. And about the lovebirdos, I had no idea."

"Uh-huh," muttered Peach.

"Well," snarled the Master Hand over the intercom. "Live with it!" And he signed off with a loud BLEEP.

"That went well," said Zelda with false cheeriness.

Fox and Falco went next, and both ran off the stage, Corneria, with determination. However, on the last jump...

"Fox! Falco! What are you doing?" Two space fighters zoomed in, and Peppy was yelling, "Fox! Falco!"

"Uh-oh," said Fox, turning to Falco. "I believe we own them an explanation."

Falco shrugged. "We run off-"

Slippy landed neatly next to Falco. "What are you doing?" she asked through the window. "We saw you running off the sides and thought that you were under mind control or something."

"Uh, Slippy, Peppy, we can explain," said Fox quickly. "You see-" and he explained the whole thing.

"Oh," said Peppy. "All right then." And they flew off.

Fox and Falco sighed and ran off the edges off the ship again.

Kirby and Mewtwo did the same thing, though Kirby loathed Mewtwo for no reason that he knew. The stage, Battlefield, was easy enough to run off of.

The Ice Climbers and Peach were a bit difficult, though.

First, Peach and Nana sped off the edges, but Popo wanted to fight. Struggling the other way, he ran for Peach, who had no idea he was coming.

(End Chapter Four)

A/N CLIFFY!

Well, not really, but hey, I tried. I've been writing for a few hours now, judging by how I've listened to the Evenescence CD twice already. It's forty-nine minutes and whatever seconds long, but that's close to an hour.

Review please! And gomen nasai about the whole laptop thing.