Chapter 2 has arrived!
tikitikirevenge, the Smash System will be described in this chapter,
Knux Rox, in this story, the Smashers fight by choice for honor and rewards.
Now, here we go!
Luigi sat glumly on a luxurious sofa in his brother's house. For what seemed like the hundredth time, he thought about how Mario got these riches, when he could barely afford a run-down shack previously owned by a smelly Goomba.
"Well," he silently reminded himself, "he earned these riches by saving Peach. But wait!" He stopped himself abruptly.
"I've helped out Mario, and got nothing. What about when I saved him from that haunted mansion! And what about that Bean-Bean place? Mario never shares the glory with me!"
Luigi's indignant thoughts were interrupted by Mario's fancy doorbell chime. It went something like "ding, ding, dong, dong, ding, dong, dingggg". Anyway, it was more than Luigi could afford, not helping his mood. "I'll get it!" Luigi ran to the door and opened it, fighting the urge to wrench it from the doorway and smash it underneath his feet. A Koopa Paratroopa was hovering in a mailman's costume. "Ello, Weegie!" the Mail Troopa greeted. "Got a letter for you an' Mario!"
He fumbled around with his mailbag for a while before pulling out the letter. The envelope was bright red with gold linings. "Looks fancy, eh, Weegie? Ere ya go!" He handed the note to Luigi.
"Hmm. I wonder who it's from." Curious, the plumber turned the envelope around to see the addresser. He gasped upon seeing the name, forgetting his differences with his brother in a heartbeat.
He kicked the door back open and scurried into the house. "Mario! Mario!" he shouted gleefully. The red plumber rushed down the tall, winding stairs, confusion written on his face.
Mario had bits of spaghetti and pasta sauce spattered across his mustache, giving a bit of a clue as to what he was doing upstairs. "Luigi! I – is something wrong?" Luigi's cheerful expression gave the answer. "No," he answered as though it was the silliest thing Mario could've said. "We got mail!"
Mario's jaw practically dropped to the floor. "Mail? You made me leave my spag…I mean very important errand for mail?" Luigi raised his eyebrows, not impressed with Mario's "errand". Regardless, he plowed on. "Not just any mail, Mario. It's from Master Hand at the Core!" Mario nearly fell over. "No. Way. The last tournament was only one year ago!"
"Yeah, and I bet they're having another one!" Mario quickly straightened himself. "Luigi, we don't know. It could just be a reception for former Smashers, or he could just be saying hi." Luigi shook his head. "Mario, Master Hand's too busy at the Core to send us a letter saying "hi", and he's not a reception kind of guy."
Mario considered this for a moment. "Yeah. Maybe you're right. Anyway, we'll never know unless you read the letter." "Oh, yeah, right." With one quick motion, he tore the envelope in two. A small metal piece with a glowing center fell to the ground. Luigi looked at Mario confusedly, who returned an identical look. "Why would Master Hand send us this?" Luigi asked. "It might be a prank letter from a Smasher." Mario didn't have much of an idea, either.
All of a sudden, Master Hand flew out of the device. "Greetings, Mario and Luigi Mario," his voice boomed. Luigi began talking quickly. "Master Hand? What are you doing here?" It took no notice of him. "Luigi," Mario said slowly, as though realizing an obvious truth, "that's a hologram, remember? They had those in the mansion." "Oh, right." The hologram of Master Hand continued to speak.
"As participants of the previous Super Smash Brothers tournaments, I would like to cordially invite you to the 3rd annual Super Smash Brothers tournament, hosted by me, Master Hand. Transportation will be arranged in 5 days, accompanied by another note specifying where to go. Note that the tournament itself will only start after 10 days in the mansion, so pack accordingly. Also note that a 5th special move must be created for all the Smashers. Food will be arranged. Hope to see you then.
Also, Mario, due to our little mishap with the Smash System last tournament, I will not be surprised if you are unable to come. The Super Smash Foundation sincerely hopes that you will be able to, though."
The large hologram faded out, leaving the Super Mario Bros. bewildered. Luigi, the more emotional of the two, took several seconds to grasp the full extent of what was just played before him, followed by semi-absolute giddiness. The ecstatic plumber did cartwheels, he bounced off walls, almost anything that his powerfully athletic body would allow.
Mario stared at his brother in a gloomy fashion. Although the Super Smash Brothers tournaments were some of the greatest things to ever happen to him, they included one of the worst. After standing in one spot, tilting his eyes to match Luigi's progress, he quickly shook his head, bringing him back to reality.
"Luigi," he said reprovingly. "Quit making a fool of yourself, we've got to go." Luigi halted in a very awkward position; his foot on the wall, about to bounce off. Obviously, he fell. Mario sighed, remembering the Roadrunner cartoons he used to watch. "Typical."
"Where to?" Luigi asked in a muffled voice, his face planted in the ground, or as much as your face can get planted in carpets. "To the castle. Let's check up on Peach, see if she got the letter." Luigi would have uttered a snide remark, was he standing upright. As it was, the most he felt like doing was muttering "Sure," a bit dejectedly.
About half a mile from Mario's house, and ¾ of one from Luigi's, if you could call that run-down shack a house, was a lovely pink Warp Pipe with a picture of Peach's face painted upon it. Right now, that's where Mario and Luigi were headed. They crashed through the underbrush towards there.
Mario obviously felt inclined to do something "cool", so he did. He grabbed the edge of the pipe, flipped himself into the air, did three flips, one spin, and went in feet-first.
Luigi tried something more unorthodox. He kicked upwards off the side of the pipe, did one flip, and attempted to go in headfirst. Of course, he missed.
"Owww." Luigi rubbed his head. What was it about today and face plants? "No wonder everyone thinks Mario's better than me." His thoughts were again interrupted, this time by Mario's head sticking out of the Warp Pipe. "Luigi, you coming?" "Alright, alright." He, with some effort, pulled his face out of the ground and hopped in…on Mario's head. He was not pleased. "Luigi, we're getting you glasses."
The Mushroom Kingdom Castle, also nicknamed Princess Peach's Castle, towered above the horizon. Its dazzling pink amidst the sharp blue of the sky made for a breathtaking sight. It was only about ¼ of a mile away from a red Warp Pipe with Mario's picture upon it, which the Mario brothers were leaping from.
Upon reaching the castle gate, two yellow Toads with long spears blocked them. "What business do you have here?" one shouted. "Only people that the Princess has told us to expect are authorized. Now git!" Mario raised an eyebrow and shot his brother a look that just screamed "these guys are new".
Mario cleared his throat and addressed the guards. "Mario and Luigi, requesting permission to enter." The Toads looked positively terrified. "Y-you mean the Super Mario Brothers? Uhh…AAH! DON'T KILL ME!" The first guard screamed and ran off, dropping his spear.
"Um, terribly sorry, we're …um …new …and …" The guard lost his nerve. "HIYA! Take this!" He swung his spear, rather pathetically, at Luigi, who grabbed it and snapped it like a toothpick. The guard ran off yelling bloody murder, just like the first one. "Knew it," Mario taunted. "I dunno, he seemed pretty skeptical." The two pushed open the gate and entered the castle.
Even compared to the fanciness of Mario's home, Peach's castle stood out over anything else in the kingdom. The fancy pink wallpaper, the red carpets, the portraits all over the walls, they all made a picture-perfect scene.
The throne room was, if possible, more beautiful than the rest of the entire castle together. The pure diamond chandelier, the brilliant silver roses along the walls, and the huge, fancy throne, as was unseen anywhere else in the Mushroom Kingdom, were all state-of-the-art and probably would cost billions of coins to buy.
Peach, the princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, sat in the huge throne, awaiting the visit she knew would come. That is to say; the parasol-toting, bomb-inside-her-dress, using-Toad-as-a-shield princess. Yes, when it came to fighting, she was quite insane.
"Hey, boys. Did you get the invitation?" she asked sweetly, with a voice like honey. Mario nodded. "We're going. Are you?" The princess giggled childishly. "Of course, silly. When would I miss a chance to actually fight?" Mario laughed a little too heartily for such a statement, as Luigi noticed.
Before he could utter a sarcastic remark, a Toad dressed in blue ran in. Mario and Luigi recognized this Toad as the Royal Mushroom Retainer, who had accompanied them on their adventure in Subcon. "Hey, don't forget me!" Peach giggled again. "Yeah, Toad's invited, too!" "Toad?" Luigi said incredulously. "Yeah," the little mushroom creature squeaked. Luigi paused for a moment, then seemed to accept the idea.
"So," Peach proposed, "here's an idea. Why don't we go out for a free round of golf, my treat!" "Sure," Luigi agreed. "Let's-a go!" Mario joked, using the catch phrase that they made his popular action figure say, and they all laughed.
The golf course was large and green, like any golf course. "Hole 1!" the announcer Toad shouted from the bleachers. Mario got a hole in one, big surprise. Luigi stepped up and slipped. He swung too hard and hit Peach, who was next to him, with the club. The ball hit Mario, over by the hole, in the face. He sighed. "Luigi, seriously. You need glasses."
After several holes, a golf cart drove up, driven by a Toad. "Princess Peach," he started, in a strangely mechanical voice, "how about a drink? I will drive you there."
"Ooh, that sounds lovely," she said, with the air of an old lady greeting enthusiastic salesmen. "Let's go." She stepped toward the golf cart, waiting for the Toad to help her in. She was not disappointed.
As Mario tried to make his way in, the Toad hastily stopped him. "Uh, that won't be necessary," he said tonelessly. "We're just going for a drink." He abruptly sped off.
After only several seconds, their worst nightmare was fulfilled. Metal bars shot from the passenger seat, locking Peach in. The Toad began laughing metallically. "Ha ha ha. Ha ha ha. Ha h…SYSTEM OVERLOAD," another robotic voice spoke, although more feminine. The skin exploded from the Toad's face. Peach screamed and tried to cover her eyes, as the metal pieces of a robot emerged from beneath.
"What? Cursed contraption!" a loud, growling voice shouted exasperatedly. Mario gasped. "Bowser?" he shouted from about 100 yards away from the stopped cart. "HA! Nothing can save your precious Peach now!" A giant blimp with Bowser's picture on it descended from a cloud. The familiar leering Koopa King stood in the basket.
"What are you talking about?" Luigi scoffed. "You're way up there, and she's down here!"
"What am I talking about?" Bowser said in a softly dangerous tone. "This." A giant horseshoe magnet on a robot arm flew out of the blimp and pointed at the golf cart, pulling Peach into the sky. "HA! What now, Stupor Mario Brothers?" True enough, Mario and Luigi were paralyzed with shock, mouths agape. Mario recovered first. "Luigi!" he cried, shaking his brother by the shoulders. "We have to stop Bowser?"
"How?" the younger brother inquired. Mario merely grinned. "Follow my lead." He dropped a ball onto the ground and swung at it. It hit the arm of the magnet with such force, the arm cracked. "Your turn."
Luigi, with almost godly precision, hit a ball right at the crack Mario made. The force was enough to sever the arm, dropping the magnet to the ground. It narrowly missed Peach. Mario hit another one, this time directly at the blimp. SCORE! It punctured the blimp, dropping the deflated mass to the ground, Bowser in it.
Mario ran up to Peach, and with a quick karate chop, cut her bounds. He took a step towards Bowser – and was stopped by a fragile arm. Peach's. "Let me," she ordered kindly. She walked up to Bowser and pointed her razor-sharp parasol at him. Still with the smile, she threatened "Don't get up. You're coming to prison."
She should've known better. With a satisfied smirk, Bowser struck her in the head, grabbed her by the hair, pressed a button on a remote that came from nowhere, apparently, and ran off. Within seconds, his famous Koopa Clown Car flew down, waiting for him. He hopped in with the now-conscious princess, struggling to no avail, and flew off. Mario and Luigi were hot on his tail, but unable to reach him.
"Mario!" Luigi cried desperately. "How do we stop him?" In response, Mario raised his golf club, in mid-sprint, of course. Luigi gave him a confused expression. "The balls are too small to either harm Bowser or damage the car!" he yelled accusingly. Well, maybe a little too accusingly. But he was desperate. Mario grinned. "Who said anything about balls?" So saying, he threw the golf club.
It hit Bowser right in the soft nose. With a great shuddering gasp, he slumped over. "Peach! Jump!" Mario called. She brandished her parasol and leaped. On her way down, she stuck a bomb up her dress and lunged at the Clown Car. Miraculously, it didn't harm her. It blew apart the outer covering of the car, though, revealing the engine.
Luigi took advantage of the situation, throwing his club at the engine. It exploded, sending the patented Koopa Clown Car spiraling out of control.
Bowser awoke to a spinning, flying sensation. He looked down, only then realizing the magnitude of his failure. "Curse you, Mario!" were the last words he could utter before they disappeared completely.
Mario took a very deep breath. "So, you wanna get a real drink?" he said after several long moments.
Bowser, miraculously, spiraled all the way to his castle, and, even more miraculously, crashed right above the throne room. He fell right onto his seat. He snarled and cursed in Koopeese. "Liganto! Shvikea! Mekil!" A Koopa Paratroopa shuddered upon hearing those words, entering the room. "Uh, Lord Koopa, a message."
"Gimme that!" He nearly knocked over the poor Paratroopa grabbing it. "Now, leave!" he barked. The mail carrier did not need to be told twice. He got out of there as fast as his wings would take him.
"What I need is better grounds," he muttered to himself. "I need a better situation, almost like a scheduled battle. Maybe another tennis tourney…" Without another word, he tore the envelope apart. A familiar metal piece fell out. He did a double-take. "Who dares?" he muttered angrily. He picked up the device and was about to crush it when Master Hand appeared. He dropped it in terror.
"M-Master Hand! What a surprise!" he said with fake pleasantness. The powerful Hand had never quite forgiven him for the incident in the previous tournament. It was soon clear, though, that either this Master Hand was not real, or he was very ignorant.
"Greetings, Bowser Koopa. As participants of the previous Super Smash Brothers tournaments, I would like to cordially invite you to the 3rd annual Super Smash Brothers tournament, hosted by me, Master Hand. Transportation will be arranged in 5 days, accompanied by another note specifying where to go. Note that the tournament itself will only start after 10 days in the mansion, so pack accordingly. Also note that a 5th special move must be created for all the Smashers. Food will be arranged. Hope to see you then.
Bowser, I really should not be inviting you, but given your popularity rating for the last tournament, I have decided to make an exception. You are given a second chance; do not blow it! Also, inform your son Bowser Jr., King Boo, who should be living there, and your own Koopa, that they are invited as well. Tell them of the conditions.The hologram faded out. Bowser took a deep breath, as though to reassure himself that Master Hand was really not there. After quite some time, he called out "King Boo! Come out here!"
The large Boo shifted into focus. "What is it, Bowser?" he hissed. "I was taking a nap. The bathrobe and cigar only added to the effect. Bowser shouted in exasperation "What is your problem, King? I invited you to come to the castle to be my business partner, not to slack off while I work! I'm sure you didn't slack off like this at that mansion!" The king stuck his tongue out.
"Well, how could I with that brat Luigi sticking his Hoover everywhere? Oh and, what work were you doing? Working the slave Toads again?" Bowser growled. "No, I was kidnapping the princess!" Boo grinned. "Apparently you failed."
Bowser's eye twitched. "Get Jr. for me!" he snapped. Obediently, Boo disappeared, and reappeared with Bowser Jr., the paintbrush-toting child of Bowser's. He was no more pleasant than his dear father. "Dad, why am I here?" "Later. Where's Koopa?"
Although there were many Koopa Troopas in the castle of Bowser, only one was deserving of the title "Koopa". This Koopa Troopa was special. He was found in the wild, and Bowser trained him himself. As a result, he was incredibly skilled.
"I'll get him," Boo whispered, and, once again, shimmered out of focus. This time he came back with a Koopa Troopa with a spiky blue shell, sunglasses, and a spiked collar. "Well, Bowser, what's up?" he said coolly. He was probably the only living Koopa Troopa with enough guts to call Bowser by his first name.
"Well," he began, "you do remember the tournament I went to last year, don't you?"
Well, glad that's done with. Now, time for some Q & A.
-The Core: Once upon a time, all the worlds of Nintendo were one. But in a terrible war, many parts, including Hyrule and the Mushroom Kingdom, were blown outward into their own realms. But the one true origin of the worlds was in the center of it all, called the Core. The Core consists of one planet, ruled by Master Hand.
-Smash System: The Smash System is the system that prevents blood/gore, fuels Smash Attacks, and works the damage and trophy platforms.
-Super Smash Foundation: The organization that runs the SSB tournaments.
Well, g'bye!