This filler takes place between the part when Bowser took the interviewer job from Master Hand to the end of Chapter 4.
POV: Jimmy Hopkins (Bully)
"The next station is: Smashwood." said the robotic voice. The subway paused at the next station and opened its doors to let people in and out. I brushed the tiny potato chip crumbs off my blue sweater vest, picked up my leather backpack and exited the subway. I walked towards the exit when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I looked back to see some stern looking people dressed up as the cops.
"Your ticket please?" a male cop said. I dug into my khaki pocket and pulled out a crumpled transit ticket. The cop took it from me and unfolded it so he can see if I bought the correct one.
"Thank you, you may pass." He unblocked the exit and I ran up the escalator. I ran to the outsides of the station, crashing into random people.
"How rude!" a young green haired woman said. The woman looked like a celebrity with her polished green hair, ornate white dress and her golden crown. Good thing she didn't have any bodyguards. I simply ignored her and focused on the exit.
"It's the Jimmy Hopkins from Bully!" a giant glove pointed out. It was dancing around like mad.
"He has potential." said another hand. Ignoring them, I pushed my hand against the glass door and exited the station. I pulled out my map of Smashwood and looked for Soundstage B. Luckily, it was just across from the station, so I jaywalked, angering multiple people and opened the door. Inside was a young girl with pink mushroom hair and braids working at the desk.
"Welcome to Soundstage B. Are you here to see the future Super Smash Characters audition or are you applying to be a character." the mushroom girl asked me.
"I'm joining Super Smash Bros." I grumbled. The mushroom girl took out an application and a pen, and placed it on the counter.
"Please fill this out." she instructed me. I looked at the blank application and it looked like the tests my teachers gave out.
Super Smash Bros Character Auditions
Your Character:
Weapons (your best):
Armor (your best):
Your Abilities:
Your Accomplishments:
What game are you from?
Confused, I asked the mushroom for help.
"How do I fill this in?" I asked.
"For the first line, you write your name. Then you write the weapons you have. This includes any tools you have." The mushroom girl smiled.
"Does bare fists count?" I questioned.
"Most of the Smashers use their fists and feet, so yes. As for armor, you write your most powerful armor. We recently changed the application to have abilities and accomplishments after multiple confusions. And finally, list the games you're from." completed the mushroom girl.
"OK. Thanks." I said. 2 minutes later, my application looked like this:
Super Smash Bros Character Auditions
Your Character: Jimmy Hopkins
Weapons (your best): Spud Cannon, Bottle Rocket Launcher, Stink Bombs
Armor (your best): I don't wear armor.
Your Abilities: Inventing, Taunting, Quick fighting skills, high physical toughness
Your Accomplishments: Built a BMX Bike from scratch, notable school bully
What game are you from? Bully (Playstation 2), Bully: Scholarship Edition (Wii, Xbox 360)
I handed it over to the mushroom girl and she took it from me.
"Thank you Jimmy, we'll apply you onto our waiting list. Will you please enter the door beside my desk?" she asked. She gave me a golden key and I walked to the metal door. I turned the key in, but when I opened it, the key broke and disappeared.
I arrived in a giant metal room with a variety of couches and tables, an air conditioner, free snacks, and a chocolate fountain. There were multiple people wandering around in different shapes and sizes, from a tall orange princess, to a young elf boy in a green dress. I think that boy's name is Zelda. I saw a nerdy boy around my age launching bottle rockets at a fat boy his age. There was a young princess in an orange dress sipping some tea, while a hooded man showed a limbless figure his weapons. Another person in the room was a skinny plumber resembling Luigi but with blue clothing and a scrawny mustache.
I hardly known anyone here since I was the only Rockstar character applying for Super Smash Bros. No one noticed me, so I pulled out a stink bomb from my bag, hid it under a coffee table, activated, and let it ripped. I ran back to my seat before anyone could notice. The air smelled like a giant fart from someone who ate five cans of beans.
"EW! Even Porky's stink gas smells better." whined the nerdy boy.
"I know right Jeff, even though I hate your guts." Porky said.
"It's not me!" yelled a strong man similar to me. His crimson pompadour brought my attention.
"If it wasn't you Groose, then who farted?" asked the Zelda boy. He was pinching his nose before putting on a wooden mask, transforming himself into a small woodland creature. He twirled around like a pansy to prevent the smell from reaching him. I didn't want to take the blame, so I decided to frame that scrawny plumber.
"IT WAS HIM!" I blamed, pointing at the plumber.
"What?" the plumber said. "I didn't do anything."
"GET HIM!" yelled a brown-haired boy. He wore quirky clothes that I couldn't describe, but he held a giant key-shaped sword in both of his hands. Everyone swarmed around the plumber, beating him up with whatever weapon they have. At the same time, the stink bomb smell faded.
"Finally. Now I can work on my Hungry HP Sucker." Jeff said.
"I'm so bored!" complained a purple dragon. "Why did I sign up for this interview?"
"We've all been here for the previous 2 hours." a girl said. She looked my age and she wore a black vest over her white shirt and a pair of jean shorts. She looks hotter than Zoey and I'd rather kiss her than that weird punk girl. "Go, Oshawatt!" She took out a ball and a blue otter came out of this. The girl did the same and an orange pig and a green snake was standing in front of her. I walked towards her to ask her a question.
"Hey, can you tell me about those Pokemen?" I asked. I never played Pokemen, but I saw some of the boys playing Pokemen on their Nintendos.
"The plural form of Pokemon is Pokemon. They're animals with amazing powers. There are over 500 types of Pokemon that you can collect and breed."
"Can I pet the orange pig?" I asked.
"Only if you tell me your name and where you're from." she teased.
"Name's Jimmy. I'm from Bully." I said.
"I've played the Scholarship Edition version of your game back in Nuvema Town." the girl smiled sweetly. "My name's Hilda by the way. I'm from Pokemon Black and White." I petted the orange pig.
"Tepig!" it cried.
"This is a bottle rocket I made." I showed Hilda the bottle rocket from my dorms. It was filled with water.
"Cool. Can I try it?" Hilda asked.
"Sure." I took out a bike pump and connected it to the bottle rocket. Hilda pumped it, and the rocket went for lift off.
"Whoosh!" went the rocket. It flew around the waiting room and landed on Jeff's head.
"Ouch." Jeff said.
"Whoops." Hilda said. She was about to say something, but a purple bar appeared on her head. It was something that wouldn't belong in Pokeman.
"Hilda's level is now 2!" said the bar. It gave Hilda some other stats that we wouldn't care about. Jeff regained consciousness, noticed me, Hilda and the Pokemen and walked towards us.
"Hey guys, did you see me become unconscious?" Jeff asked.
"Whoops, sorry. I was trying this boy's bottle rockets. His name is Jimmy and he's from Bully." Hilda said sweetly.
"Hello Jimmy. My name is Jeff Andonuts. I was an assist trophy on Super Smash Bros Brawl, but I'm trying to become a fighter. How did you hear about Super Smash Bros?" Jeff asked.
"I saw it on TV. I remembered that one show where a boy with a baseball cap and a blond boy were fighting. Then they made out. What a bunch of homogays!" I said.
"Ness…betrayed me for Lucas!" Jeff yelled. "The friendship's off with him! And you're welcome to beat him if you make it."
"We need Cloud Strife on the stage now. That's Cloud Strife." said the loudspeaker.
"That's me!" a young brunet man said. He picked up his giant sword, opened the door, and walked onto the stage. Jeff, Hilda and I hanged out until we met another girl. She's cute and she wore a pink dress and a red ribbon on her golden curls. She held a teddy bear in her hands. How old is she? 5?
"Who's that girl and why does she dress like a little kid?" I questioned.
"Don't mess with her." Jeff warned. "She's really powerful."
"Like what? Is she going to hit me with her teddy bear?" I mocked.
"PK Freeze!" the girl yelled. A casing of ice surrounded me.
"Tepig, use ember!" Hilda commanded. Tepig shot flames from his mouth and freed me from this icy prison.
"Shut up Hilda, you're not cool." Paula said angrily. The loudspeaker called some more people. The first batch was Mega Man, a small boy in blue armor and a Spyro, the purple dragon. Another called for Magnus, the demonic dragon man, and Daisy, the orange princess.
"Will Groose, Magnus KI, and Muddy Mole please report backstage?" asked the loudspeaker. Groose, a mercenary and a mole walked to the door. Jeff, Hilda, Paula and I were busy playing with the stuff we brought, from a mock Pokemen fight to making new objects. But the fun ended when the loudspeaker called for me.
"Will Zoroark, Ghirahim, Jimmy Hopkins and Medusa report to the backstage?" the loudspeaker inquired. Immediately, I walked to the door along with Medusa (good thing I didn't look at her, otherwise I'm dead meat), a black and red werewolf, and a creepy man. I opened the door and we all stepped in backstage.