As the twenty-four exhausted full-time and part-time Smashers straggled towards the living room of the mansion, with Samus carrying Pikachu who was on the verge of vomiting. Master Hand, of course, had simply teleported there, much to the annoyance of some. Not so much as the Tomahawks though, who were rather happy with their dramatic last-gasp win.

By the time they arrived inside, Master Hand already had the trophies out; three gold basketball trophies, three silver.

"Yeah, right, so uh…I pissed off the author in the last chapter so he didn't choose anyone special to present the trophies. Or maybe he's apathetic, I can't ask or I'll get smite. Smitten. Smiteteteted. Like Kirby." Master Hand said sheepishly, as he picked up all six trophies in two fingers.

"Anyway, may as well get this over and done with. I've updated the scoresheet with the points for the tournament. Roy, you're still leading. Captain Falcon, you've moved to second. Here's your trophies, kthnxbai. Oh, you have the rest of the day off; I'll tell you about the event tomorrow after breakfast." Master Hand said, tossing the trophies out at the players and vanishing in thin air. Unfortunately for Pikachu, Samus dropped him to catch her own, and the big shiny gold trophy hit him in the face while he was on the floor. At least it woke him up though, and he replied by vomiting some yellow liquid out.

"Electrical vomit." Samus smirked as Marth rushed off to grab a towel and a glass of water.

Once Pikachu had been cleared up, everyone headed off to do their own stuff. Most Smashers just collapsed on chairs scattered around, but a few went off to play on the GameCube. They had to wait before the Wii, Xbox 360 and PS3 that Master Hand had ordered could arrive.

Meanwhile, Master Hand was trying to figure out his new guest stars. Wario, Candy, Krystal and Malon all were getting close to completing their cameos, and Yoshi and Pichu were getting back from their vacations. Game And Watch and Jigglypuff still weren't available either.

Scratching his palm with one of his giant fingers, Master Hand brought up a list of Nintendo characters.

"Solid Snake…nah. Meta Knight…maybe next time. Hector…dunno. Isaac from Golden Sun? Hmm. Hey, Wolf." Master Hand "grinned", as he came to the name of the Wolf team leader.

"He'll be good, maybe fire Fox up a bit. Hmm, who else. Diddy Kong…nah. Maybe one of Ness's friends…too troublesome. Ah! Squirtle. He's badass, plus he'll be enigmatic. All right, I'll get calling before Pacman shows up again and demands a guest spot. Stupid yellow blob."

Thankfully, the Atari King didn't hear him from the alternate dimension.

And naturally, Master Hand was distracted from his calls by the packages which had suddenly popped by his table from Crazy Hand, who was acting as a…left-hand deliveryman between universes-in charge of everything from gaming guides to…video game consoles.

"WOOT!" he shouted, as he unwrapped the packages. Six consoles lay in front of him, and he immediately set up three of them in his private room. He opened the next package, which turned out to be two massive boxes of games for the next-generation consoles. Then he grabbed the other three consoles, with one of the boxes, in his palm, and teleported himself out into the living room.

The effect was dramatic. Most Smashers rushed to have a turn on the next-generation consoles. Various games were all loaded up and Master Hand himself was also interested, heading back to his room to start playing Crackdown. The consoles would keep the Smashers occupied for a few hours and reinvigorate them before he held the next event. Another event that some Smashers would find painful…

It was lucky that the widescreen LCD televisions hadn't melted from overuse. For the last few hours, the Smashers had been twiddling their fingers on the controllers as they battled their way through hour after hour of video games. Master Hand had teleported food onto the tables lying around the place, and they had been eating them almost mindlessly.

However, the fad was dying off a bit near midnight. Fox and Falco weren't battling each other in Pro Evolution Soccer 6 as enthusiastically as they had to start with, Peach and Samus were getting rather bored of forcing their way through another level of Twilight Princess (with Zelda grumbling about how bad she looked), and Ness and Pikachu weren't "rockin' out" as they were doing earlier on Guitar Hero II. Soon, everybody was settling down to sleep…which they didn't really need that bad, since they had instant energy restorers, another one of those special features that the Smasher Mansion had. But sleep was always good.

It was a lazy start for everyone next morning, so Master Hand organised breakfast to be later than usual. Although Marth and Roy were up early to play WarioWare, nobody else really bothered to get up at their normal time. This gave the Hand much more time to ready his format for the tournament. He was smiling to himself as he imagined the breaking of the news to the characters.

"Fuck the what?" screeched Fox at breakfast, showering Luigi in bits of bacon.

"Yep." Master Hand said, turning into a thumbs-up sign.

"Are you crazy? What are we supposed to do, plod around and make fools of ourselves?" Fox yelped, ignoring Luigi's stare as he brushed off the bacon.

"Well, you didn't mind much during SingStar."

"But, dancing is TOTALLY different to SingStar. You don't have to move at all when you sing. But you fall over all the time in Dance Dance Revolution, and that's not right."

Fox continued to debate with Master Hand, but eventually shut up, as Master Hand lazily came up with rebuttals to each one of his statements.

Even though a few of the Smashers tried their utmost to eat as slow as they could, eventually Master Hand vanished their plates and pill'd them into another dimension. Unsurprisingly, it was an arcade, but filled with plenty of other classics-the original Donkey Kong (which Mario pointed to DK with a grin), Marv Albert screaming "BOOMSHAKALAKA" on NBA Jam, Marvel vs. Capcom, Dig Dug, Galaga and Time Crisis. And in the far corner, a Dance Dance Revolution Machine. Master Hand moved over to it, and after tapping his fingers around on it, somehow caused the machine to splutter, with "99 credits" appearing at the bottom of the screen. Several of the Smashers rolled their eyes.

"All right, you guys can pick any song you like. I've stored every arcade DDR song on this thing. They range from really easy to ridiculously hard. The harder song you pick, the higher your scoring system will be." Master Hand said, pointing at a list of song names that sprawled downwards.

Most of the Smashers stared at him. However, some of the girls (Krystal, Peach and Malon) and a few of the guys who weren't worried about embarrassing themselves (Popo, Link and Mewtwo) went off to stretch and get ready.

"Uh, Hand?" Kirby asked.

"What?"

"Isn't there…a size issue for me? I mean, I kind of struggle to reach for the steps because I'm so short?"

Master Hand just gave a thumbs-up. Obviously, he had done something.

Eventually, the Smashers lined up. Peach went off and changed out of her regular dress, and returned wearing a mini-skirt and tights underneath; Mewtwo had meditated well and looked rather calm and Roy was grinning fearlessly. DK, on the other hand, like he had during SingStar, looked as if he was going to collapse with fear. Ganondorf and Bowser were sniggering at their friend, and DK replied with a couple of short-charged giant punches at them, decking them both, and bringing the grin back to his face. It didn't leave him.

Master Hand had screwed around with the game. Each Smasher had a different-sized dance mat, morphing with as each person stepped on it. The rest of the event was simply in terms of choice. Ganon, Bowser and several others picked Ecstasy, the ultra-slow song and struggled to put it away, getting mixed up on the slow beat, a few others went totally random and got a variety of tunes, while the more agile and the more willing took the high-scoring songs such as Max300 and Mr. Bassman. Donkey Kong eventually settled on "Tubthumping", and straggled through it, eventually falling in a heap. He didn't get "up again" as the song would suggest. Krystal ended up winning, her long limbs effortlessly moving her through Max300, while Peach wasn't too far behind the Team Star Fox member. Mewtwo's psychic aura of calmness kept him composed, and he sneaked in third in front of Malon. Bowser, unsurprisingly, came last, but DK finished ahead of both Kirby and Ganondorf.

The presentation ceremony was another half-assed one. Master Hand had organised for the…Konami logo to present the trophies to Krystal, Peach and Mewtwo, and Falco responded by throwing an orange at him. Which was promptly dispatched and turned into orange juice by the Hand.

Hand smiled to himself as the Smashers headed back to their room. Hopefully, he could stop the complaining next round, when Mario Kart would come into play…

End Note: Well, I was rather apathetic on this one, and I kinda ran out of ideas. I have a list of events to do, but I'm still working on something to add spice to the storyline. I'd appreciate any suggestions on any video game events I should do!