Once inside, I let the two fellas go and declared, "Welcome to the Smash Dump!" Before surveying the area.

To my surprise, the place actually looked half-way decent. The floor was no longer an old and moldy carpet but now cheap tiling. The once yellow-ish walls were painted white. The crappy furnishers that use to be lazily placed around the entrance were gone and now somewhat-decent furniture was lazily placed around instead. I also noticed there was now a bathroom on the first floor; quite the improvements.

"Actually, scratch that. This place isn't a dump anymore," I said once I was done looked around. "I guess with the new Smash game coming out Nintendo finally gave Master Hand the money needed to renovate this dump of a mansion."

"Oh, darn," the Player snapped his fingers and sarcastically exclaimed just inches away from the Neighbor's face. "I guess your house is crappiest one on our street now, Peterson."

The Neighbor -wait. I guess I should call him Peterson for now on. Mr. Peterson slowly faced the Player and then proceeded to try and grab the guy by his neck. "You have a lot of nerve insulting my house, kid! You're the one always breaking into it!" he yelled while the Player tried to push him away.

"Hey! Hey! No fighting! I don't feel like describing a fight scene right now!" I exclaim while I tried to break the two up. But then Peterson elbowed me in the face and I ended up joining the fight because that's just the kind of person I am. "You're going down, mother f***er!" I screamed as I tried to ax stomp the guy.

"Hey, Ants? Are you in here?" Sonic called out from down a hallway. He approached the entrance and found the fight. "Oh, hey. Listen, I just finished checking the entire first floor and haven't seen Palutena anywhere. Do you want me to keep looking or should we call it a day?"

I looked up from the ground, where the player and I had Peterson pinned to the floor. "You searched the entire first floor?" I asked as I got up. "Why? Why didn't you just call her? Or DM her? It's the twenty-first century, Sonic. We all have smartphones."

Sonic stared at me for a second, before looking up at the ceiling and yelling, "F***!"

King K. Rool and Spongebob gave the blue guy a weird look as they walked in, but I just chuckled. "Oh, whatever. Thanks for trying, Sonic, but I'll take it from here."

I turned around and found Peterson and the Player bickering while the former was still pinned to the ground. "Let me go, Roth! Before I call the police on your a**!" Peterson yelled.

"You call the cops? I know for a fact you have someone locked in your basement! If anyone should call the cops, it should be me!" Mr. Roth yelled back.

"I do not have anyone in my basement!"

"Lair! Man, why doesn't anyone call the cops in this town, anyway?!"

"Y'all wouldn't have a game if they did," I answered as I motioned Roth to let Peterson go. "Hey, Sonic! One last question! Where're the auditions being held?" I exclaimed over my shoulder.

Instead of answering me, Sonic made a dramatic pose while pointing at one of the multicolored posters that have been plastered all over the mansion. It had the Super Smash Bros logo on it and read, Welcom to the Smash Mansion!1! Auditions r being held in the dining room on the third floor! "I've been meaning to ask," Sonic said, still holding the pose. "Why is the mansion so weirdly constructed? I mean, the kitchen is on the second floor and the dining room is on the third? What's with that?"

"The only good answer I have is plot convenience. You can go now, dude." I said, waving the hedgehog away. The then focused back on the neighbors. "Listen, I'm heading to the third floor, Palutena's room is on that level. You guy wanna come? It's the same floor as the auditions."

"Depends," replied Mr. Peterson as he slowly got up from the ground. "Do I have a choice?"

"I'm glad to hear it!" I answered, pretending I got a "yes" for an answer as I began leading the two neighbors towards the elevator. "Let's go!"

As we approached the elevator, I noticed that R.O.B., Rosalina, and three of her Lumas were standing right next to it, pulling a rope. "That's weird," I said as I handed both Roth and Peterson a wristband. "Hey, secondary characters! Why hasn't Master Hand fixed the elevator yet?"

The two looked over quickly and were surprised to see me with two semi-normal looking people. Especially R.O.B."Beep! Boop beep beep boop bip!" R.O.B. exclaimed, ignoring my question as he let go of the rope and ran up to me. "Beep bip boop beep beeeep!" he said as he hugged me.

"Awww, I've missed you, too," I replied as I hugged him back. "But seriously, why is that thing still busted?"

"Master Hand had a choice," Rosalina said to me as she and her Lumas began to pull the rope attached to the elevator with ease. "We only had enough money to either put in a new bathroom or fix the elevator. He chose the toilet!"

"Ahh, makes sense," I said as R.O.B. placed me on his shoulders and we motored back to Peterson and Roth. "This is R.O.B., he's my best robot friend and I'm his only human Tumblr follower," I patted the wheely guy's head while talking. "And that's Rosalina, one of our many royal residents. The walking stars are her subjects."

"Ha ha ha... She thinks that we care," Peterson elbowed Roth before pushing my and R.O.B. aside. "Listen, kid. I don't care about anything involving this place," He began explaining as he walked up to the elevator shaft. "I just care about getting your little errand over with so I can get back to living my own life." He looked over at Rosalina and gave her a semi-fake smile. "Open the elevator, Blondie."

Rosalina stared at the mustached man for a second with a completely blank look on her face, and then looked over his head at me. She made a look of disgust at me, but all I could do was shrugged. "Sorry, dude, but he's kind of a villain. I have to make him somewhat unlikable." I half explained/half yelled from the top of R.O.B.'s shoulders. "That, and he doesn't want to be here. I kinds didn't give him and this bobblehead a choice of being a part of this quest."

"Who are you calling a bobblehead?!" Roth frowned at me with his hands on his hips.

"Shush, Nicky. Quit denying your fate," I joked as I waved his outburst aside.

Rosalina quit looking at me and began staring at the Neighbor once more. She didn't like how he was looking at her. She turned around and grabbed the elevator rope. She then pointed at one of her Lumas, the yellow-ish one, and said, "Little One, you know what to do."

Little One stared at Rosalina for a moment, wide-eyed and speechless. Rosalina gave her a tiny nod as assurance. Little One then became determined. She nodded back at her ruler, let go of the rope, and turned towards the Neighbor. Before any of us knew what exactly was going on, Little One did a full-blast charge towards Peterson, hitting him right in the head and causing him to fall to the ground unconscious.

I feel that I must state that Nicky Roth is, in fact, the Player's cannon full name and Peterson is the Neighbor's cannon last name. How did find this out, you ask? I told you I'm a big nerd of this damn game.