King K Rool threw open the door to Smash Manor so hard it nearly broke off the hinge. He had been trying to actually break it so K Rool marched in like that had happened for his nonexistent audience. "Bah, some welcome you have for a king," K. Rool said in response to the lack of applause. He crossed his arms and tapped the ground with his foot, a king like him wasn't going to carry his own suitcase to his room. Donkey Kong revealed himself on the wall above the door with a shout and leapt onto K Rool's back. He threw Donkey Kong off and pulled out his blunderbuss. With a blue flash someone was standing between the two rivals before the fight could properly start.
"No fighting in the mansion guys. We don't need yet another repeat of the Ganondorf incident," Fox said. He held his reflector towards Donkey Kong with one hand and the other pointed his blaster at K Rool. With a glare and an 'I'm watching you' gesture Donkey Kong walked away and left them on their own. "Phew, that was close. Sorry about that whole mess."
"You better be. Now bring me to my room, carry the suitcase too." Fox sighed and led the way. Once they arrived at the door to his room K. Rool swiped his suitcase, shoved Fox out of the way, and barged in.
"You're welcome," Fox sarcastically remarked from the other side of the now closed door before the sound of his footsteps faded in the distance. K. Rool heard it but didn't care. What he did care about was unpacking and making sure none of his many trophies had lost their shine. Unfortunately some of the trophies had gotten slightly dull so K. Rool plotted how he would punish the Kremlings who packed for him. He polished the trophies back into a shiny state and displayed them proudly on the window sill. When that was done and the less important items had been unpacked K. Rool determined that it was time for him to eat, and he didn't know where the kitchen was but that detail was insignificant. Fox had been supposed to show him around but apparently he had decided his time was better spent elsewhere, K. Rool would make sure to remember that.
After some investigation into the layout of Smash Mansion that most certainly didn't also involve being lost K. Rool arrived at the dining hall. The other Smashers were eating so K. Rool placed himself at one of the tables, coincidentally the other newcomers were all seated there. He sat down next to Chrom, who was eating a banana. K. Rool tried to swipe some of the food on Chrom's plate but Chrom blocked it with his free hand. "There's a plate right over there you know," Chrom said. K. Rool glared and added Chrom to his mental list of enemies. He locked eyes with Daisy while serving himself food.
"Ugh, first Ridley and now you. I thought the Hands had standards," Daisy complained. The few times they had met while playing Baseball had gone rather poorly.
"You should have questioned that when he invited you," K. Rool fired back.
"Oh you want to go," Daisy said. She stood up and rolled up her sleeves. Leaf pulled her back down.
"Please can we have some peace in the dining hall?" Leaf asked. "Anyway nice to meet you, my name is Leaf." She went on to introduce the other newcomers, though K. Rool was barely paying attention. He was more focused on shoving food into his mouth.
"You pass me those chips," K. Rool demanded from Chrom, whose free hand went towards Falchion's sheath.
"Not if you're going to be this rude."
"I'm a king you pathetic human, show some respect," K. Rool said.
"And I'm an exalt. You're getting all the respect you've earned so far," Chrom said. Daisy and Chrom fistbumped. K. Rool had to admit that Chrom clearly wasn't a pushover and he could respect that, but he also didn't like being disobeyed. He began plotting revenge while serving himself all of the remaining chips. The other newcomers went back to their conversation and some tried to pretend K. Rool wasn't there. Ridley was giving him a curious look that got met with a fierce glare.
After having his fill K. Rool put the dining hall behind him and made his way to the hangar. Captain Falcon was lying under the Blue Falcon performing maintenance on it while talking to Red, who was sitting on a crate next to the Blue Machine. Red had a notepad that he was writing notes in. K. Rool walked up to the Blue Falcon. "What's this?"
"My racing machine. Don't touch without asking," Captain Falcon said. He grabbed a wrench from a pile of tools next to the Blue Falcon on the floor. "Any mechanical experience?"
"Hah 'any?' I built my own weapons and an entire robot," K. Rool boasted.
"Cool. Could you flip open the hood and make sure everything looks right? Sometimes things get a little displaced with how intense races get in my world, just make sure everything is connected," Captain Falcon said. He ducked back under the machine. K. Rool pulled open the hood of the Blue Falcon. Some pipes looked a little dislodged so K. Rool pulled them back together. It took a surprising amount of effort since those pipes clearly hadn't been intended to move but his brute force prevailed. He committed the layout to memory in case he felt like building one of his own.
"So why's that brat here if he can't do anything?" K. Rool asked. A red flash of light came out from Red's pocket and formed into Charizard. Charizard narrowed his eyes and bared his fangs.
"Calm down Charizard," Red said. He pushed himself off of the crate and put his hand on Charizard's neck. "I want to know all about the different kinds of creatures in other people's worlds so I was asking Captain Falcon about the aliens in his. If it's a problem I can just come back later."
"Don't mind him kid, he's just being a dick. Anyway K. Rool, that's your name right, how does the hood look?" Captain Falcon asked. It was hard for K. Rool to tell what exactly he was doing.
"I put the pipe back in place. How do you even dislodge something like this?" K. Rool asked.
"Remember what I said about the races in my world, they're brutal. These come from nearly being driven off the track at the highest speeds people can just barely handle. It's dangerous as hell and they only let you in after all sorts of tests to prove you won't die right away. Actually they're on hold right now due to protests about it," Captain Falcon said.
"Protests? What for?" Red asked. He flipped to a new page on his notebook.
"The amount of danger in them. It's just nonsense being strewn up by people who don't know anything about F-Zero regulations but it was enough to get them delayed indefinitely. Peach invited me to some race in her world but they're far less intense than what I'm used to and I don't want to accidentally bring F-Zero level intensity to people who never signed up for it," Captain Falcon explained. Throughout the whole explanation his eyes remained fixed on the Blue Falcon. He had switched to some tool that K. Rool had never seen before, it looked like a small paint roller with no actual paint on it.
"That's lame," K. Rool said as he eyed Captain Falcon's other tools. Those F-Zero races sounded perfect for K. Rool. If he could get a look at the rest of the Blue Falcon's internal workings he could probably build his own counterpart to it. Getting a complete look right away would give himself away and he wanted to keep his projects secret so he would have to do so another time when nobody else was around. He noticed Red looking at him intently. "What are you looking at?" Charizard raised one of his claws as a reminder of his presence.
"Ah sorry. There's nobody of your species in my world so I was just curious and writing down some basic observations. There are a bunch of different Pokemon types so I'm always wondering what people would fit under. If you can swim you'd probably be a water type, maybe part steel with your engineering skills," Red said. Despite what some would assume K. Rool did respect the rules against fighting in the mansion, so he held back his comment about Red being a weirdo since Charizard was right there. K. Rool didn't like the way Charizard was looking at him in general, it just screamed 'I'm a carnivore with a short temper and big appetite.'
"Well as you can see I'm vastly superior to those monkey brained Kongs," K. Rool said. Red shifted back uncomfortably and wrote something in his notepad. "What are you writing about me anyway?"
"Oh uh, you can see it if you want," Red said. He held out his notepad.
"I didn't ask to see it," K. Rool said. He grabbed Red's notepad and read through the notes on him. They were all basic one to three word observations about his appearance like 'bipedal' or 'has scales.' The longest note read 'different number of toes and fingers - three toes four fingers.' K. Rool looked down at his hands and feet, he had never thought about the number of fingers and toes he had. He looked at Red's five fingered hand for comparison then curled up and uncurled his fingers.
"Are you okay?" Red asked.
"Fine," K. Rool shouted as he shoved the notepad back into Red's hands. Red rubbed his ears. K. Rool walked away without even bothering to say farewell, though Red and Captain Falcon did when they saw him leaving.
According to the explanation of Smash Mansion's features that K. Rool had got with his invitation there was a boxing ring somewhere. It took a few accidental trips to other facilities like the library or lounge to find it. There was an annoying ticking noise that seemed to follow him but he decided it was nothing. More importantly he was definitely getting payback on Fox the next time they met. When K. Rool finally found the boxing ring he triumphantly marched into the room that housed it. Little Mac was practicing his punches on a sandbag in the ring. He stopped and turned to face K. Rool. "Hey you're the newcomer right? Are you a boxer too?"
"You should know who I am already, I am King Krusha K. Rool the best boxer of the Kremling Krew," K. Rool bragged. Of course he was the best boxer by virtue of actually beating him being a violation of the rules punishable by death, but to K. Rool that was a very insignificant detail. The win-loss ratio was all that really mattered.
"Cool. Want to go a few rounds Krusha?" Little Mac asked. K. Rool responded by grabbing boxing gloves off of the wall and jumping into the ring. While he put the gloves on Little Mac picked up the sandbag and threw it out of the ring. K. Rool didn't think much of Little Mac as an opponent but going all out on weaklings was always fun.
With a shout K. Rool threw the first punch. Little Mac ducked. He blocked the second and threw the third punch of the match. K. Rool blocked it with a punch of his own and used his other fist to land a hit on Little Mac. Little Mac stumbled back but was still able to sidestep the follow up punch from K. Rool.
After that neither of them were able to land a hit. Little Mac would throw out punches that would get blocked but he had learned his lesson and always dodged the counterattack. Meanwhile all of K. Rool's attacks met with either another boxing glove or empty space. K. Rool's patience was running thin. He stepped forward and threw out a right hook. Little Mac ducked under it and with a shout of 'Star Punch' landed a direct hit on K. Rool.
Despite not being that hurt K. Rool fell to the ground like it had been a severe blow, throwing in a fake groan of pain for extra measure. He never liked how weak the tactic made him look but the potential victory was always worth it. Little Mac took the chance to catch his breath while K. Rool was on the ground. Seizing the new opening K. Rool erupted from the ground and struck Little Mac with an uppercut that sent him into the air. He landed on the floor and was literally down for the count. Little Mac pushed himself up from the floor and held onto the rope around the ring. "You fight like the opponents back home. Guess fair play is too much to ask for. Let's have a rematch sometime, either here or in an actual Smash battle," Little Mac said with a hint of irritation. He got back on his feet and walked out of the room.
"Have any tricks that can work more than once?" A voice from the ceiling asked after Little Mac had left. K. Rool looked up and saw Ridley hanging upside down from the ceiling. Ridley released his grip on the ceiling, turned himself upright, and landed in front of K. Rool.
"Just say what you mean creep," K. Rool responded. He refused to give any sign of being surprised by Ridley's appearance. Instead he took off the boxing gloves so he could use his blunderbuss if needed.
"I want to know if allying with you is worth the trouble. You were already incompetent at navigating the mansion, you didn't even notice that I was using the Koopa brats' toys to spy on you," Ridley said. He held up a mechakoopa. K. Rool sucker punched the draconic space pirate and grabbed the mechakoopa.
"How's this for an answer?" K. Rool asked as he crushed the mechakoopa in his hand. Ridley had quickly recovered from the punch and kept a neutral expression.
"Decent. I'll help you with your monkey problem if you help me deal with my own inferior lifeform problem," Ridley said. K. Rool grinned.
"Anyone ready to help me put the hurt on those flea bitten apes is a friend of mine. You've got yourself a deal. Break it and I'll break your spine. Oh and since that lousy Fox ditched me I need someone to show me around the rest of this place and that nearby town," K. Rool said.
"Only if you don't treat me like one of your minions, no shoving or making me carry luggage," Ridley said. A mocking smile was plastered on his face. K. Rool was definitely getting payback on Fox at some point now.
"Fine. It's a deal," K. Rool said. Ridley reached out his closed claw and got a look of confusion in return. Ridley realized what he had done and a look of horror came on his face.
"Those damn Koopa brats and their constant fist bumping rubbed off on me. I should have known I would regret letting Bowser make me do those pointless tasks with them. Well anyway what do you say, 'friend?' To our new partnership," Ridley said. He and K. Rool fistbumped.
End of Chapter
A/N: Hey, I've been doing these author's notes just on Ao3 due to it being a built in feature but after looking at some other fics decided to do them here as well. The order for the next chapters is Simon, Dark Samus, Richter, then the rest will be in announcement order. Since one reviewer asked about it I want to clarify that DLC newcomers will be covered as well when I finally get to them. On that note The Hero will have one chapter for all four characters included in his slot, the format will change a little to make it work but first I need to get through the rest of the base game cast. This chapter itself was fun to write, Captain Falcon and Red sort of showed up out of nowhere while I was writing it but I think they added to the chapter. I consider this a sort of a soft sequel to Ridley's chapter, and Dark Samus's chapter will wrap up this sort of story arc.
I'm interested in hearing what veterans people would like to see in this fic. I have some concerns about overusing and overlooking certain characters so it'd be nice to see what characters readers would be interested in seeing in the future. It's not a 'give suggestions and I'll definitely use them' type deal like in some other fics though, I do have loose plans for this fic and those take priority but I may also include characters I didn't think of using if someone brings them up.