DarkWarLord: Weeeeeelcome to the fourth chappie!! I'm starting to get the hang of this author stuff. Plus I've gotten REVIEWS!!!Oh, and I made it so that I can now accept anonymous reviews. Dang button...I swear, that thing is evile....

Steve the Evil Tomato: She owns nothing. Except the word evile, cause she made that herself.

DarkWarLord: It's evil AND vile!

Steve: I see you've finally given me a name.

DarkWarLord: Yeeeeeeup!- Moving on, I'd like to thank those who reviewed! I'd like to thank everyone who reviewed, and everyone who wanted to review but couldn't due to the 'No Anonymous Reviews' thing, because it's the thought that counts.

Steve: Until her birthday. Then it's the loot that counts.

DarkWarLord: Right you are!! (hugs Steve)

Audience: oO....barfs

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Chappie 4: Who Left The Trash Out?

Master Hand was not having a good day. First, he overslept and didn't get to McDonalds in time for work. Then there was that little brat who wouldn't stop asking him if he was just a glove, or if there was a hand beneath that glove. (AN I paid the kid FIVE BUCKS, and he still didn't get an answer from him....) That was followed by a phone call from Crazy Hand, who did nothing but laugh evilly until Master Hand slammed the phone down, breaking the phone, the wall, and the manager's car. More things to pay for.

And now this.

".......And hold the onions. Now some extra ketchup would be nice, but make sure there is an equal amount of mustard to balance it out. I want exactly two and a half leaves of lettuce on my Whopper. Dash the meat lightly with pepper. Now about my fries..."

If he had a forehead, Master Hand would lean it on his.....hand....and groan with frustration. But he didn't have one, so he settled on tossing the annoying offender into the dumpster. The manager saw this and admonished Master Hand for tossing a customer into the dumpster before he paid. Then there was another phone call, this time from Zelda.She was told him Link was back from the hospital.

'Thank you sooo much, Zelda, for reminding me about the hospital bills.' Insurance wasn't even going to cover it since there was a rabid fangirl clause at the bottom of the page. He turned around, and saw a long line of people at the register, most of them with bratty kids. Wonderful.

At the Mansion...

"No officer, I haven't seen any hammer-wielding horses or swollen midgets lately. Yes, I'm sure. You're welcome. Goodbye." Peach shook her head as she hung up the phone. "I bet that police officer is on something. Why would a horse and two swollen midgets rob a candy store?"

"Pika chu pi?"

"......Mewtwo?"

Mewtwo didn't even look up from his book,"Do you have any rope?"

"Oh. Uh, no, I don't. Sorry Pikachu."

"Pi..."

"But I think Wonder Woman does."

"Cha!" Pikachu raced to the kitchen and picked up the phone book. He found a number under 'W' and dialed it. He waited while the phone on the other end rang.

In the Justice League Satellite, Wonder Woman picked up the phone. "Hello?" Then a thought struck her like a punch from a bad guy. 'Why do we have a phone up here? How could calls even get to us? It's not like we have some really long phone line...' She looked out the window. A really, reeeeeeeeeally long phone line stretched from the satellite to Earth. 'How come I didn't notice that earlier?'

"PIKA PI CHU PI!!!!" Pikachu yelled that sentence for the fifth time

".......Do I know you?" Wonder Woman was still a bit weirded out that she had never known about the phone.

"Pika pi pika pi cha chu."

"...............I'm sorry, I have no idea what you're saying." She hung up.

Back at the mansion, Pikachu also hung up the phone. The Justice League had failed him. He was on his own.

"What?!"

"Shut up! They'll hear you!" Ness lowered his voice."I heard Peach talking about it. The police are still searching for us!"

"So we'll have to lie low for a while. No getting into trouble, no calling attention to ourselves." It was a drastic measure, since they all loved attention.

"NESS! NANA! POPO! KIRBY! WHERE ARE YOU!?!" yelled Zelda.

"So much for laying low..."

"Have you guys seen Young Link?"

"Not since yesterday." answered Popo.

"When he went to see Link in the hospital."

".....LIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK!!!!!" Zelda whirled around and stomped into the living room. Well, she didn't actually stomp, since that would be suicide in high heels. But she was mad. Very mad. So mad, the sheer madness of it all is maddening.Link looked up from the interrogation of Batman on the tv, saw Zelda not-stomping-but-still-walking-like-people-walk-when-they-are-mad, and tried to run away. Trying to run when a cast is covering your entire body is not a good idea. Clomp clomp clomp trip WHUUMP!!!

"OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWW!!!"

"Serves you right. Now where is Young Link?"

"Ummm...inthehospitalwanderingaroundcompletelylost." Link said the words as quickly as possible.

"WHAT?!?!"

"Relax, Zelda, it's a hospital. He'll be fine."

In the hospital...

Young Link ran screaming down a hallway, closely followed by a group of crazy, homocidal doctors waving Barbie dolls above their heads.

Back at the mansion...

"I guess you're right..." Link sighed with relief when Zelda said this and tried to get up from the floor.

"Oowowowowowowowowowowowowwwieeeee..." Link gave up and remained where he was.

"...But I'm still sending someone over there to get him."

"Not you."

Link smiled from his spot on the floor. Zelda turned towards the newly unemployed Fox and Falco. She 'persuaded' them to get Young Link.

Right outside...

Master Hand grumpily crawled out of his car. His bad day took a turn for the worse when he almost got a ticket for speeding. The giant hand avoided it by throwing the officer into a nearby tree. Just as he was about to float into the house and use the lazers he could shoot from his fingertips to fry the nearest living thing, Fox and Falco dashed past him. Smiling (A.N...........shakes head) evilly, he aimed at Fox's precious tail. The ensuing screech did nothing to make him feel better, it just gave him a headache.

As the two raced into their Arwings yelling something about him being even more evil than Zelda, Master Hand tried to shake his head, but couldn't. This puzzled him for a second.

'Oh...I don't have a head....' Master Hand spent two minutes trying to slap himself, then he gave up. But, as he did so, out of the corner of his eye-you know what, I give up. Why the heck do I continue to try to give a freaking HAND expressions!?! Why! Why must he be a hand? Why not Master Face?! AUUUUUUUGH!!!

We go to a view of the authoress slamming her head against a wall. We see someone running up to her with a can of Sprite. The authoress stops hitting her head and watches the Sprite like a frog watches a fly. She grabs it and snarls at the person, who immediately backs off. She chugs it down.

Life-giving soda...Ahem, now where was I? Oh, right. Out of the corner of his non-existent eye Master Hand saw the trash can by the curb. The duty someone had neglected.

'THAT DOES IT.' Master Hand thought. In a rage, he crashed through the door.

"WHO LEFT THE TRASH OUT?!?!?!?!" The enraged hand screamed.

Mouths open, the Smashers looked at him.The Ice Climbers poked their heads around a door. Bowser lumbered down to see who was doing the shouting. Mr. Game & Watch turned his paper-thin body sideways so he could hide.

Several people asked, "Who? Who? Who? Who?"

"WHO LEFT THE TRASH OUT!?!?!?" Master Hand shrieked.

Roy jumped up and turned on the stereo. "Who! Who! Who! Who!" he sang.

"WHO LEFT THE TRASH OUT!?!?" Master Hand insisted again.

"WHO!? WHO!? WHO!? WHO!?" the Smashers roared.

"WHO LEFT THE TRASH OUT!!!" Master Hand started to sing.

Zelda transformed into Shiek and started to breakdance. Kirby, Jigglypuff, Ness, Popo and Nana did the wave. Even Link (still on the floor --;) started to bop his head to the music. Bowser and Donkey Kong started to do the macarena, the only dance move they knew. Ganondorf just stared at them all before discreetly going to look at the job chart. 'Oops.' He glanced at the dancing Smashers, and carefully took down the chart.

In the dark lair of our unknown antagonists from the last chapter...

The antagonists stared at the screen. They were somehow able to view the activities of the Smashers on it. From the speakers, you could hear "WHO! WHO! WHO! WHO!"

Antagonists::: oO;;;;;;;;;;;;

EnDoFcHaPtEr

DarkWarLord: You have now reached the end of my pre-written chapters. Ya know what this means?

Steve the Evil Tomato: It means she actually has to WORK from now on.

DarkWarLord: Don't make me poke you....

Steve: Poke me, and I shall make all of the other tomatoes go on strike.

DarkWarLord: You wouldn't dare...

Steve: I would. (leaves)

DarkWarLord: My muse... ;-; He...ABANDONED MEEEEEEE!!!!! (sobs) W-well?! What the heck are you w-aiting f-for? REVIEW BEFORE I POKE YOU!! (halfheartedly waves Hokey Pokey Stick of Pain) (sobs) T-T My muse...