Hey! You want to check up on the Smash Mansion to see what they're up to? No? You say you just want to see how everyone at Majora's Mask is doing? Well, that's too bad. This chapter is about the Mansion whether you like it or not. Deal with it.

On the outside, the mansion looked about the same. Flower beds dead, windows in desperate need of washing, Pikmins running amok in the yard without guidance; everything looked normal. But in the first time probably ever, it was raining. Only in little sprinkles, but it was enough have all the Smashers lock themselves in, refusing to go out until the sky stopped crying. This is a video game world, damn it! Rain was practically obsolete there.

So the Pikmins ran about all alone, enjoying their freedom a little too much. They dug the dead flowers out and stomped them all flat. They "borrowed" Shulk's skateboard and used it to ride up and down the driveway. They found a land mine and used it as a Frisbee for a second (That's it. Only one second. Take a wild guess what happened after they threw it.). They even somehow uprooted a tree in the backyard and threw it into the trunk of the Great Fox.

They were just about to venture into Peach's garden and dig up all he plants when Olimar, inside the mansion, walked pass a window in the front room. He was playing himself on his 3DS while heading towards the kitchen, in hopes that all the food hasn't been eaten yet. He glanced up to see if the clouds were still showering the earth and saw his babies out there! The hundreds of them, all alone, in the cold, miserable, rain! Oh, no!

Olimar gave a silent shriek and dropped his game. He then pulled out his iPhone and texted Alph to come help (the text reads: Oh, mi moly! tem pinkmuns plaeing in tha frunt yard! SOS! Cum help!). He then dropped that and a ran to the entrance.

He burst through the door and clopped down the stairs. The rain drops splashed on his helmet and ran down the glass in streaks. But he ignored that; he had little ones to save! He looked around and saw them gathering shovels to bring to the garden. It took at least seven Pikmins to pick up one shovel. A few of them grew bold and tried to pick a shovel up with only six Pikmins, but they were admittedly squashed. Their ghost slowly flew into the sky in rainbow colors and disappeared.

Olimar silent-shriek again. He then grabbed hold of his whistle. "Feeeeaaaat!" the thing played as he gasped into it, in hopes to get his Pikmin's attention. Luckily it work, but a little too late.

Sure, they came running up. But two dozen of them carried over a gallon of gasoline that they were planning to use in the garden. The little man's jaw dropped open. So this is what happens when he leaves his kids alone for five seconds. He blew the whistle again while motioning with his left hand for them to get the heck away from him.

But his "get the h-e-double hockey sticks away from me" was misinterpreted by the little creatures. Instead they thought it meant "go dispose of that do-hicky". So they began to march away from Olimar. He gave out a huge sigh of relief, but soon took it back when the Pikmins tossed the gallon into Mario's go-cart.

"Feeeeeeeeaaaaaat! FEEEEEEAAAAAT!" his whistle screeched. He began to run after them. As he did so he jumped up and down, shook his head, and waved his arms like a chicken. The look on Alph's face when he came outside and saw that was priceless.

But it was too late for the go-cart. The Pikmins were fast for a change and tossed the gasoline in.

"FEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAA-"

KA-BOOOOOOM!

Olimar fell to his knees as he watched Mario's prized go-cart go soaring into the sky. Chunks went flying everywhere, scattering the sky like a firework. Pieces came crashing to the ground, ruining things like the hood of the Great Fox, landing on the mansion's roof, and crashing in Peach's garden and making dirt go flying. The Pikmins cheered at the sight of this. They have succeeded on there mission! In trumpet they turned to Olimar, only to find him rolling around on the ground with Alph just watching him do so while chugging down a XXL coffee.

Just then a lone taxi rode into the driveway, squashing a few of the little ones. Not paying any attention to that, a thug of a man carrying a sack came out of the left back seat, paid his driver, then slammed the door. The taxi driver honk in thanks and got the heck out of that funny farm.

Alph looked up to see who was crazy enough to visit this place. It turned out the thug was Ryu! Olimar smiled because he heard Master and Crazy Hand talk about him coming. Finally, someone new to smash into a wall.

Ryu tossed his bag over his shoulder and looked around. If the sight metal on fire scatter about wasn't bad enough, Ryu also had two grown men sighing in the middle of the yard and multicolored creatures cheering about the destruction to groan at. "Man," he murmured to himself. "this place looks worst than I thought."

He was just about to turn around and try to chase the taxi down when Alph walked up. The little guy stared at the fighter and sipped his coffee. That's it.

Ryu gave the fellow a side glance, and said "Uh, please tell me this is not the real Smash Mansion and my taxi driver dropped me off at Uncle Grandpa's house instead."

The little guy didn't answer. Well, of course he didn't, he couldn't talk. He just kept standing there until his coffee ran out. Then he turned around and tossed the cup at Olimar. The mug hit his helmet, bounced off, and fell to the ground. This didn't even make Olimar look up, he just kept mourning about himself.

Alph shrugged at this, then turned back to Ryu and smiled. Have you ever seen Alph smile? No? Well, have you ever seen the Joker smile? There you go! That right there is it.

And of course the sight of that made Ryu turn around and try to chase the taxi down.

Actually, he went hurdling towards the direction the taxi went. His friends were right, he should of just stayed home. He ran like a mad man down the streets, his arms flapping, his feet stomping, and sweat pouring down his face. Forget Super Smash Bros.! Ryu decided on sticking to Street Fighter and that's it.

Olimar looked up just in time to see the guy start running. He sighed and slowly came to his feet. His Pikmins rushed over to help him get up. Once standing, Olimar began walking back to the mansion. He was now going to hit the pub Captain Jack Sparrow made when he visit and nobody cared to take down. Olimar have seen other Smashers drink their problems away (Mewtwo before being asked back. Snake and Bayonetta all the time, that lady is practically living here now. Samus after being forced to babysit Fox. Wolf because he really didn't have anything else to do. Crazy Hand practically drinks in his sleep. Roy before he was asked back. Ect.), maybe it would work for him.

But before Olimar even reached the steps, Master Hand came bursting out the door. He flew up to Olimar and yelling in his face, "WHERE DID THE STREET FIGHTER GO?!"

That shook Olimar up. All he did was point to a yellow Pikmin, who pointed to Alph, who then waved at Master and pointed at Ryu running like a mad man.

"RYU!" exclaimed Master Hand. This glove could not afford to lose this fighter. It's Ryu, for goodness sakes! The Ryu, from their enemy game Street Fighter! If he lost Ryu, Nintendo would never let him hear the end of it. "Ryu! Ryu!" he called out.

Ryu turned around, saw a flying hand, and began to run even faster. This place is a freak show!

But Master Hand wouldn't let him escape. The glove went after him. Luckily he was faster than Ryu; that, and all the rain made the road slippery so Ryu kept on falling down, but Master obliviously doesn't have to worry about that. In just 10 seconds he caught up the Ryu, grabbed him by the waist, and began carrying him back to the mansion.

"Oh, Ryu, yo little rascal!" Master Hand nervously chuckled as they head back to the mansion. "You thought you could catch a taxi? Oh, hilarious! You think to highly of yourself. Ha ha..."

By the time they reached the mansion, Ryu's frown had left permanent wrinkles. Great. Looks like he's in this for the long run.

"Now, to show you around the place." said Master as he opened the door, threw Ryu in, and went in after him.

Olimar went in after them. He hoped the pub was having the lunch special. He slowly walked into the mansion, his feet dragging and eyes watching them move.

And that left Alph and the Pikmins. Alph just stood there in the rain for a moment, watching the droplets come down. After awhile, he looked around. The Pikmins watched him as he ran about, making sure no one else was there.

Finally, when he was sure the Pikmins were the only souls there, he took off his helmet an placed it on the steps. He then opened his mouth to speak! "Listen up, my Pikmins!" he declared in perfect English! "I got a job for us all!"

The little creatures looked on him in awe. This midget knows how to talk?! Amazing! And he had a beautiful voice, too. It sounded like if Johnny Bravo and Rose Quarts got together, Alph's voice would be the result of it.

"Now, come!" continued Alph with his powerwalk. "We shall highjack the Great Fox and crash it into Peach's garden! Why? Because! Now, onward!"

The Pikmins cheered. Yay, more destruction!

I only have one thing to say:

R.I.P. Satoru Iwata 1959 - 2015

Thank you for everything.