Before you begin the story, here are some things that you need to know:
Everyone can speak English.
Pichu Mewtwo are female
Robin = Male Robin Robyn = Female Robin
Corrin = Male Corrin ; Corryn = Female Corrin
Y.L. = Young Link T.L. = Toon Link
I.B. = Inkling Boy ; I.G. = Inkling Girl
The Mii Brawler's name is Albilio, the Mii Swordsman's name is Mark, and the Mii Gunner's name is Yara
Disclaimer: I do not own Smash Bros., Nintendo, or any of its third parties.
Super Smash Bros. Ultimate: The Smash March
I: News
It was a usual day at the Smash Mansion when the news came. The day was a restful day, and everyone was relaxing in some way. Some were chilling by themselves in their rooms, others were hanging out together, and couples were spending time with one another. The mansion had a somewhat calm feeling to it. Usually, it was a loud and chaotic place.
Their leader, Master Hand, was not relaxing like the Smash Brothers. He had a LOT of mail to sort out. And those capital letters are NOT exaggerations at all.
Master Hand had literally not sorted the SB mail for an entire month. The stacks of mail barely fit in where the mail is put in Master Hand's office. Half of this mail was fan-mail, and the rest was either junk or bills.
However,
One letter caught the gigantic hand's eye (if he has any). The envelope had a familiar symbol. He opened the letter, and it read:
Dear Master Hand,
Don't think I've forgotten you. I still know you and I remember every single moment of ours growing up. You stole my fame. You stole my friends. You shouldn't think that I am not still fuming with rage.
I have kept track of your life since you moved away after high school, and when you became the leader of the Smash Brothers, I knew that I could finally get my best possible revenge. However, I needed to plan it out. Unfortunately, that took awhile due to some other things going on in my life. Notwithstanding, I am ready.
I will be marching, with an army, to your mansion the day after this is written. This is not a joke. I hope the Smashers are ready for my attack.
Truly not yours,
Purpy Draggo
P.S.: I doubt that your crew really is ready. If you want any chance of beating me, here is an address of some people you might want the help of.
The D3G SP Ensemble.
50 Lark Circle
Joycon, Switch 52411
Master Hand was worried. Draggo was a good childhood friend of his, but after he won the school martial arts championship, their friendship was broken. Draggo, a purple dragon who was/is five times bigger than the hand, wanted to win that competition. Draggo used to be school famous, but, as it said in the letter, Master Hand overshadowed him after the win. The enormous dragon was and is a powerful creature. He could probably defeat him and the rest of the Smash Brothers easily. This worried the hand.
"I hope that The D3G SP Ensemble are extremely helpful." he said to himself.
At 6 P.M.
At 6 p.m., the SBs were in the meal room at the Smash Mansion ready to consume their dinner. This room was a giant room that could be described as a school cafeteria. There were many tables in this large room. There was a line for the spot where meals were served that could be described as an indoor window to the kitchen.
By the time everyone was seated and enjoying their meals, Master Hand spoke up.
"Attention, Smashers!" He yelled. No one could hear him through all if the chatting and arguing.
"EVERYBODY LISTEN THE HECK UP. NOWWWWW!"
All eyes were on him now.
"I have some bad news... We are in danger." said the hand.
Gasps, light screams, and shrieks were heard everywhere.
"What danger are we in?" asked Peach after the screaming was over.
"A former childhood friend of mine named Purpy Draggo, is coming with an army to attack us." replied Master Hand.
"Teh, they'll be easy to defeat. Piece of cake." said Sonic with no hesitation.
"Oh no, they won't be. For one, Purpy is a powerful dragon who is five times bigger than me, and I imagine he has many troops." replied Master Hand.
"Why is he attacking us?" asked Corryn.
"To put it simply, he is upset with me and wants revenge." explained the hand
"So, do you have a plan?" asked Link.
"We will march to the address 50 Lark Circle tomorrow. Resorces say that some people there can help us. Some people who were called 'The D3G SP Ensemble'."
"What else do we need to know?" asked Rosalina.
"Nothing much, but I want everyone to wake up at 6 a.m., and I want to start walking by 6:30-[7:00 a.m.]."
"All right."
"That's all I need to say. Be sure to set your alarms for [6 a.m.]."
After these words were spoken, the chatting resumed, but in a fearful manner. However, the popular conversation topic was the danger they were in. They were wondering "Who is The D3G SP Ensemble?". This question quickly became the Number One Conversation Topic. Theories were made The D3G SP Ensemble. The most popular theory was that the D3G SP Ensemble was a "small league of strong creatures".
Three hours later
It was bedtime at the mansion, and everyone was getting ready for bed. These four person dorms were rooms where all four people were talking about this danger. They feared this Purpy Draggo. They were hoping and praying that this whole thing would work out.
Master Hand had felt like the others. Draggo intimidated him. Notwithstanding, these thoughts couldn't consume the residents of the Smash Mansion. They would have an adventurous day tomorrow, and they needed their rest to prepare for it. Yes, that's all they needed.
Rest and courage...