This is chapter thirteen my readers. Now get ready for gut busting fun where nobody is safe from bad puns, unfortunate accidents, food fights, and the occasional fit of insanity. Enjoy. (Sorry for taking so long to post.)

"Play with me." came the voice of Young Link

"Not now, I'm busy." replied his older self

"Please?" Young Link asked

"No."

The small hyrulian tried to look over the shoulder of his older self but the older Link turned to the side, annoyed by his younger self

"Play with me." Young Link asked again

"I said no!" Link yelled, "Now go!"

The younger Link felt hurt, but held it in and simply stuck his tongue out at his older self before running off.

"I hope I never grow up." mumbled Young Link

But as he was running he tripped on something and fell flat on his face.

"Ow."

Ready to carve up whatever he tripped over Young Link turned and all his rage turned to unbridled mischief. For lying on the ground was a Mushroom...

"I was so annoying when I was younger." came Link as he polished his blade.

Link always made sure the Master Sword was in top condition so he polished it often. And when he polished it he HATED distractions, especially from his annoying younger self. It was like having a younger brother but even more annoying because he knew he was once like that. Because he was that; time is confusing.

"Will you play with me now?" asked the voice of Young Link, though slightly deeper

"I told you I was busy." Link replied, but then felt that something was amiss

"Oh really?" asked Young Link

Link turned around and noticed a large shadow. Looking up he saw Young Link, though a lot bigger than he should be.

"Young Link?" Link asked, fear evident in his voice

"Now we are going to play, and do you know what?" Young Link asked

Link shook his head slowly as fear gripped his heart. That fear became even stronger when he saw his younger self smile deviously.

(Five minutes later)

"Its a pinata." replied Young Link

The young Hylian had returned to his normal size and was now trying to get the other younger Smashers to play a little game with him. Ness, Popo, Nana, and Pichu were staring at the strange looking paper-mache object that was hanging from the ceiling. It strangely resembled a man, though it looked like a clown. And for some reason or other it was muttering.

"Is it alive?" Nana asked, "Because it keeps making noises and its moving."

"No...its just that I made it so well that it does that." Young Link replied cleverly

"Ooh." replied the four Smashers

"Well what are you waiting for?" asked Young Link, a devilish smile creasing his lips

The four young Smashers looked at one another and then at the pinata and back at each other. Then they smiled. Ness reached into his backpack and retrieved his bat, Popo and Nana armed themselves with their hammers, and Pichu's tail began to glow brightly as he summoned the energy for an Iron Tail attack (which he learned from Pikachu). Then, they went at it. They mercilessly assaulted the large doll-like object with a mix of uninhibited passion and blind recklessness. Every time they made contact with the pinata it made a painful groan and muffled yell. Then Pichu turned and noticed that Young Link was standing nearby with a huge grin on his face.

"Aren't you gonna try?" Pichu asked Young Link

"No, I am just going to watch." replied Young Link

Pichu just shrugged his shoulders and turned back to the pinata so that he could join his fellow Smashers in abusing the poor paper-mache man. At that moment Zelda and Samus walked by and saw the four little Smashers smashing the pinata, determined to get the 'prize' inside.

"Hey Young Link. Have you seen you're older self around anywhere?" Samus asked

With a big smile Young Link shrugged and said, "He's tied up."

That's when everyone saw two large pointy elf ears pop out of the pinata, followed by a muffled groan.

Walking the halls of the Smash Brother's mansion we stumble upon a certain yellow pokemon and a certain psychic who have decided to play a trick on the resident prince. They've noticed that he takes great pride in his hair, which is always smooth and manageable. So they decided it would be fun to mess with his prized possession. Sneaking into his room undetected Pikachu silently moves through Marth's room until he and Ness come to their target. Sitting on the nightstand is Marth's treasured hairbrush, a brush mystically designed to never lose the right amount of firmness, and the only hair brush he trusts to get the job done. And today it was about to undergo a polar transformation.

"PK-Thunder." Ness whispered

"Pika." Pikachu whispered

Respectively their powers seeped into the hairbrush, changing its polarity greatly. The brush began to spark a little before finally dying down. With their deed done they began to leave the room, snickering all the way. But when they reached the door, but who should come in but the prince himself.

"May I ask what you are doing in my quarters?" Marth asked

Pikachu looked at the ground, he as no good at lying. So it was up to Ness to keep him from putting two and two together.

"We were just looking for my Yo-Yo. I left it in here and Pikachu was helping me find it." Ness replied innocently

Marth looked at the two for sometime. He wasn't sure if he should believe them or not. The looked sincere. But looking sincere and actually being sincere are two different things.

"I hope you have found your Yo-Yo?" Marth asked, eyeing the two

They both nodded their heads vigorously. Marth raised and eyebrow.

"Did you two happen to do anything else other than search for said Yo-Yo while you were in my quarters?" he asked

They shook their heads vigorously. That eyebrow was raised higher.

"I see." he replied

Looking around he room he looked for anything out of the ordinary but saw nothing. Giving them one last look he nodded then ushered them out of his room so the could do what he loved to do, brush his famous locks. The two snickered as they left his room, closing the door behind them. Then they put their ears to the door and listened. Marth was admirining himself in the mirror when he noticed a strand of hair was out of place.

"Now this will not do." he told himself

Bent on straightening the strand he reached for his brush and grasped its hilt. He felt a strange sensation as he clutched the hair straigtening object, but shrugged it off as nothing. He brought the brush to his hair and the second the brissles made contact with his hair...ZAP! Electricity immediately flowed from the brush into Marth's hair, sending it into overload.

(Back in the hallway)

"NESS! PIKACHU! I WILL END YOU!" yelled a peeved prince

Ness and Pikachu turned to see Marth barge out of his room and nearly died laughing when they saw the prince of Altea. His hair had frizzed and it looked like a giant ball of fur was now living atop his head. Marth's face was contorted into a furious scowl and he brandished his blade, ready to make mince meat out of the two pranksters.

"LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO MY HAIR! MY BEAUTIFUL HAIR!" he hollered

However the two Smashers didn't hear a word of it, they were too caught up in their own laughter to even acknowledge the fact that he was yelling at them. The sight of his hair was too much for them.

"GRARL!" he growled and lunged for them.

But they were too quick for him and dashed off, laughing all the way. Tears began to form in their eyes as they gripped their bellies from sheer laughter.

"GET BACK HERE!" yelled Marth as he followed them in pursuit

The three Smashers sped down the hall, the first two still laughing to the point of suffocation, but somehow or other they kept ahead of the fuming prince. King Dedede, who had been heading for the bathroom saw the three Smashers zoom down hall so fast that he only saw a blur. He heard laughter and profanity float into the air as the three tore down a hallway. Dedede looked on as if he had seen the most idiotic thing in his life, and it might as well have been. He shook his head in disdain before muttering...

"Never a dull moment in the mansion."

Even though none of the Smashers were evil, that didn't mean they were the nicest people in the world. That was especially the case when it came to Ganondorf, King of Darkness...or he was until Link put a damper on that. He'd never, ever, ever admit it but he was glad that Link had defeated him. The reason for this was because he wanted to rule Hyrule and not Ganon, the evil demon that had once resided in him. That demon had taken some control of him after Ganondorf had stolen the Triforce and after Link had defeated Ganondorf, Ganon took full control. But after Link defeated Ganon, with the help of Zelda of course, Ganondorf was released from the demon's control. Though he would never truly be free of the demon blood that now coursed through his veins Ganondorf was not evil anymore. Now he was just arrogant, rude, and a little mean. He proclaimed that he would eventually defeat Link to the point of crushing the boy's spirit, then he would take Zelda as his bride and rule Hyrule. Now we all know that will will never happen. But a guy can dream, can't he? But lets not get too deep into Ganondorf's past because of right now he'll be trying to do the most difficult thing he has ever done in his entire life. Trying to set...the VCR! Dun, dun, dun!

"Stupid machine." he muttered as he pushed a series of buttons

He had tried, and failed at setting the stupid thing, constantly having to push buttons and check to see if all the wires and cords were properly connected. He had been at it for about an hour now and was thoroughly pissed. Sitting on the couch was Mewtwo and Falco. Fox had been sitting on the couch earlier but had went off to get a sandwhich and had yet to return. Falco was chuckling to himself as he watched the dark King try, and we put an emphasis on try to set...the VCR! Dun, dun, dun!

"You know Ganondorf, perhaps if you push the 'ON' button that may help in your efforts to set the VCR." Mewtwo replied

Then for some strange reason the moment he uttered 'VCR' lightening struck, even though it was a normally clear day.

"Shut it you freaky cat." he barked, then turned to the VCR and saw that indeed the power was off.

He must have hit the 'OFF' button in his attempt at setting...the VCR! Dun, dun, dun!

"I knew that." he replied, less than convincing

"I'm sure you did." Mewtwo replied, hinting at sarcasm, "I would just like to watch some television before I die of old age." replied the psychic pokemon.

Now Mewtwo was not the TV watching creature. But like anyone he indulged in it every once in a while. But right now he wasn't interested in television. Watching Ganondorf try to set...the VCR (dun, dun, dun!) was far more entertaining than anything that was on at the moment.

"You're just loving this aren't you?" Ganondorf asked through gritted teeth

"More than you know." Mewtwo replied, a grin on his normally monotonous face

Then came a loud scream that rang through the mansion, obviously a female's, then a large crash, a pained moaned, and finally a clatter of footsteps. Bursting into the living room came Fox, face plastered with luncheon meat, a large bump on his head.

"What happened to you?" Falco asked, turning to face his comrade

"I was just coming from the kitchen with my sandwhich when Kirby tried to steal it from me. So I ran and he chased after me. I tried to hide so I ducked into the nearest room. Problem was, it was the female shower room." Fox replied

"Ooh." came Falco, not needing to know the rest

"Why do they always hit me? Kirby saw Peach too." he whined, rubbing his head

"Speaking of Kirby you may want to run." came Mewtwo, still looking at Ganondorf trying to set...the VCR! Dun, dun, dun!

"What? Why?" Fox asked

But before Mewtwo could reply Fox got his answer as he was pulled into the belly of the pink ball. After what seemed like a minute of tussle inside Kirby, the pinkball spit out his fellow Smasher, now thoroughly clean of any food like items. Content Kirby skipped off to find something else to eat. Fox thought about chasing after the bottomless pit known as Kirby and give him a piece of his mind, but since his mind was currently throbbing he decided against it.

"Is he still trying to set the VCR?" Fox asked, and once again thunder struck

"Odd weather we are having today." came Mewtwo as he looked out the window momentarily

"Yep, he's still trying to set it." replied Falco, answering Fox's question

"I said shut it!" Ganondorf growled as he jabbed more buttons

"And failing miserably at the attempt." came Mewtwo, the smirk on his face growing

"I hate you all." came Ganondorf

"Sure you do." came Fox

Ganondorf growled but didn't reply.

"Stupid...machine...can't set...VCR." he mumbled, and at the utterance of the word the sky once again boomed and flashed with electricity.

"Hey, EVER wonder where Peach keeps all the weapons she seems to magically pull out her dress during battle? Ever wonder where that little Toad is hiding? Ever wonder where the Links hide all those weapons? Well I have...have theories, THEORIES! There good theories too...but they think I'm crazy. Yes, they, the government. They think I'm wrong. They say that those things just magically appear. But I know better! But they are trying to hide the truth. WELL NOT ANYMORE! THE TRUTH SHALL BE HEARD! MHU HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" so were the ramblings of the Crazy Hand

"Come here 'brother'." the Masher Hand commanded calmly

"NO! HE'S IN CAHUTS WITH THEM. HE CAN'T BE TRUSTED!" the Crazy Hand bellowed

The Master Hand sighed. "I see I will have to take you away on my own accord." he said

"NO! GET AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEEEEE! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOO! I WILL NOT BE SILENCED!" the Crazy Hand screamed

"Please disregard everything my 'brother' has said. And no, I am not part of the government." came the Master Hand as he dragged away the mad Hand

"YOU CAN'T KEEP THE TRUTH HIDDEN FOREVER! THERE WILL BE OTHERS LIKE ME! THEY WILL TELL THE TRUTH!"

"For all our sakes, I hope there are not." came the Master Hand

The is one thing in the universe that you should never, ever, EVER do. If this didn't exist then it would be considered a law of physics. The one thing you do not do is give Pichu anything sweet. Now you may look at me and ask "So?", but let me warn you, it is not pretty. Once, the Smashers decided to honor the little mouse with a band of salt water taffy (the stuff is so good). Pichu gladly accepted and the Smashers felt pleased that he graciously accepted their gift. That my friends was the biggest mistake they had ever made. And most likely will always be the biggest. The minute Pichu's small fangs dug into the taffy his tiny body was filled to the brim with so much sugar that it definitely assured a sugar rush from any person. But for the hyper activite, electric storage tank known as Pichu is did something far worst. The intense sugar mixed with the naturally high electric currents running through his body and created something the Smashers will always refer to as 'Sugtricity'. Pichu shot around the entire mansion, blasting into rooms and disrupting their occupants, whether or not they were decent. (Fox recieved the bad end of the deal when Pichu busted into the rooms of the females, for he was the one who actually gave Pichu the salt water taffy in the first place.) The Smashers tried to stop Pichu, but at the speed he was going it was impossible to stay on him. And every person he made contact with felt a shockwave of electrical energy that left them paralyzed for hours. It took an entire 24 hours for the sugar to run its course and the electricity to die down in his body before he finally stopped. The little guy fainted, having used up all his energy. He slept for an entire week after than incident and never again ate anything sweet. Also, along with the beatings a certain fox took, the merc was punished with the task of cleaning up the entire mansion after Pichu's little 'episode'. From that day forward our pilot has never given the poor little mouse anything referred to as sweet. Heck, he hardly even uses the word sweet in Pichu's vicinity. Can you say 'emotionally scarred'?

Thank you readers for reading. I sorta ran out of ideas for slapstick, but I would love suggestions. Once again, I'm sorry for taking so long to post this chapter. School has been murder. Glad you're staying faithful.