I'm tired.

I'm hungry.

I'm disappointed in myself.

But most importantly, I'm hungry.

I close my New 3DS XL (who was the bone brain at Nintendo who decided to give their newest portable a name with "The New" in it?) and throw it onto my bed. It slides over to my newest Calvin and Hobbes and knocks the book and itself off the bed. I slouch, then shrug, then just forget about it and leave my overly-pink bedroom.

As I head to the kitchen, I think about starting an Undertale fanfic. Then I remember my SSB story is still not finish and I sink into disappointment again. I remember I left it on kind of a cliff-hanger. And that was about four months ago. I slouch some more, but when I'm in front of the fridge I straiten up. I open it and stick my head in.

"You should try the pickles." I hear someone familiar tell me.

"Nah. I finished those a while back." I answer as I reach for the cheese in the way back.

"Wow. You DO finish things."

The cheese slips from my hands and falls to the ground. Ugh, my mom hates it when I do that. I'm about to grab it, but then I come to the realization of why I recognize that voice.

That voice is from my head.

I turn around and face something I've been avoiding for over a hundred days.

"Hey, Master Hand." I wave to the overly-confident glove who floated before me. I reach down to the cheese and pick it up. "It's been awhile, hasn't it?" I ask as the threw the block of Swiss into the fridge and slam the door shut.

Master Hand becomes shock and disappointed at the same time. "W-why," he says. "aren't you freaking out?"

I shrug as I pick out a apple from the fruit pile on the counter next to the toaster. "Eh. Screw reality. This is a fanfiction of my own imagination. I'm gonna do whatever I want. Like not be surprised by a hand that's too big to get through the front door being in the kitchen. Or acting like I don't know why you're here. Which reminds me," I take a bite out of the golden delicious I grabbed. "why are you here in my realm?"

"Oh." Master Hand regains his confidents and points an accusing finger at me. "Because you've once again left us to be ruins! and the only way to stop our demise is to get you off your butt and back to working on Smashiness!"

I make a face and start walking back to my room. "Yeah, sorry about that." I'm able to mutter as I chew through my snack. "I'm kinda-"

Master Hand stops me in my tracks. "I DON'T WANT TO HERE ANY OF YOUR DAMN EXCUSES THIS TIME, ANTS." he screams at me.

I cough on my food. Alrighty, Hand Master, I guess I'll humor you. But there is just one thing bothering me. "Hey," I say, still somewhat uninterested. "I thought a couple chapters back you made me promise not to break the forth wall anymore."

"Yeah?" he asks, obviously not getting where I'm going with this.

"So," I swallow, then point a accusing finger of my own at him. "Why are you suddenly fine with all of this? The being in my house? The you acknowledging the hiatus? Why are you breaking your own deal you made me agree to?"

Master Hand sighs, as if he can't believe he has to justify himself. "Because things at the mansion have gotten even worse than before."

"Wow." I raise an eyebrow. "I didn't think that could still be possible."

My dad then walks into the kitchen. He ducks under Master Hand and heads to the exit.

"Uh, hey, Dad." I say with a wave.

"Bye, sweetheart." he replies as he goes into the laundry room and out of the house. The door slams shut behind him. I go over to it and turn the lock.

I turn around and Master Hands is a few inches away from my face; invading my personal space. I try to ignore that fact as I toss my apple core towards the open garbage. Nothing but net. I smile, then turn back to the hand. "Well?" I ask with hands on my waist. "How bad has it really been?"

Master Hand was expecting me to give a little explanation to why my dad didn't even acknowledge something flying in his kitchen. So Hand was somewhat taken back when I didn't give a damn about that. "Oh, um..." he tried to answer. "Well, the library was thorn apart to make the pub bigger, for starters. Somehow Toon Link got a waterslide installed into his room and that just messed up Pikachu's bedroom, which was underneath the little warriors'. Oh, and don't forget we now got nine Smashers stuck in Link Land. Oh, and Bayonetta pretty much took over the living room to practice fighting with Snake and... other things with Snake. There was also a fire in the back yard, but Luigi put that out with-"

"Hold on." I interrupt. "Toon Link got himself a water slide? WITHOUT ME THERE?"

Master Hand deflated by my immaturity. But then again, he actually couldn't expect less from me. "Yes, he did." he sighed an answer.

I became enraged. How dare they! How DARE they go on with there lives without me there to describe it to the public! I take a much-needed break for just a few months so I can figure some stuff out and improve as a artist and THIS is how they repay me?! Absurd! I cannot take this sitting down.

So I took this storming about.

I grabbed Master Hand by the glove ("Hold on! Your hands are covered with apple slime! I just got this washed! And it's my only glove!") and stormed to my room. I passed my little sister on the way to my room.

"Sissy!" she declared as I went pass with a giant glove in tow. "Is that-"

"I found this dusty thing in the basement." I lied as I stormed into my bedroom. "Now leave me alone." I called out as I slammed my door shut.

I let go of Master Hand and picked up my New 3DS from the floor. I pulled my Gardening Mama DSi game card out, then saved my Animal Crossing game and went onto the main menu. I then reached over to my desk and pulled a blank game card that was sliver-y out of my pencil case and stuffed it into my game. The whole portable glowed for a second before the main menu switched over to a typing screen. I smiled in satisfaction and went over to my closet to find a backpack.

Meanwhile Master Hard could not get over the sight of my room. "This... Ants, this is a lot of pink." he said with a chuckle.

"My folks painted this place when I was around eight." I grumbled an answer as I found my tropical flowers backpack with a smiley pin on the front of it, hiding the huge Walmart brand branded on it my mom made me cover. "And when I was eight, I loved pink. So."

"Weeell, I didn't see you as the pink-loving type."

"Weeell, I was. So get over it."

"Hey, what's- Ha ha ha! What's with the Full House poster?" Master Hand almost fell over laughing at the sight of it.

I rolled my eyes at him and I stuffed clothes and books into the backpack. "That's one of my favorite TV shows, you twit. I actually found that in one of my little sister's kid's magazines and begged her to let me have it."

"Ha ha ha! And the Girl Meets World one?"

"Oh, that was from one of my own."

"WHY?" Master Hand was now on the floor giggling. "Just, WHY?"

"Because I can!" I shot out an obvious answer as I stuffed one more Calvin and Hobbes book into my bag.

"Aren't you old enough to drive?"

"Yup,"

"Oh, that's so rich. Ha ha ha ha-"

I decided to ignore the rest of his crap as I put on the backpack and my purse. I then reach over to my bed and grabbed a decorative pillow that was bigger than my head and had a cute little face on it. "Okay," I turned to the laughing glove on the ground. "I'm ready to go."

"Ha ha. Oh, man." Master Hand got up and noticed my luggage. "Hey, what's with the bean bag?" he pointed to the pillow.

"His name is Poofy. I bought him on Amazon early this month."

Master Hand looked at Poofy, then my face, then back to me. "Remind me to never try to understand you." was all he could muster.

I suddenly got defensive. "He's from my favorite anime, WataMote. He's not named Poofy in the show, but I figured-"

"Okay. Enough. I can't even laugh at you anymore."

I scrunched my face, but decided to drop the defensive feeling. Instead I opened back up my New 3DS and began typing up something.

"Hey." Master Hand tried to look at my screen, but I wouldn't let him. "What are you doing? Is it something about Fuller House being your livelihood and-"

POOF! I didn't even let him finished. We were already off.

Hey guys. Did you miss me? Because I sure did miss you.

Alright, I know I've been lazy for the pass few months. Sorry about that. But don't worry, I'm finally back! And this time, I going to write whatever I feel like. That way I won't fall into another hiatus slump.

Shout out to PunkRockPrincess! I was going through my emails and I ran into a notification for your review and it reminded me to start writing again! Thanks for telling me to update, sweetie! As a reward, I'm going to have Jack Sparrow re-appear just for you. Savvy?

THANK YOU ALL FOR READING! P.S. That was kind of what me and my life is like, but exaggerated by 5 for comedic affect.