Hey guys! I'm adding in a new OC in this story! Hope you like him (unless you're an American, in which case, start hating his guts lol)

An Unexpected Visitor

"Sir, shouldn't you be hosting the event about now?" asked Mr. Zep.

"I actually don't care for quiz shows very much, it's too predictable" answered the ringmaster. "Besides, I already had Big Top fill in for my absence."

Thundering footsteps approached the study as Mr. Zep anxiously prepared the tea. A large fist sends the door flying towards Mr. Smiley, who was able to stop the collision with a gesture and reattached to the wall. A large giant with a large brown beard walks in with a hat that Toads wear, except this one had no spots, only a red star. He only wearing a brown vest made of Goomba skin and a large iron diaper. He held a rusty axe in his right hand. He smiled at Smiley revealing his horrible oral hygiene.

"Comrade Smiley!" bellowed the giant with a deep Russian accent. "Is good see you again! (it's good to see you again)" He embraced Mr. Smiley and smothered him with brotherly love.

"Ack! *gasp* it's… nice to see you… too, Boris" said Mr. Smiley while suffocating.

Boris released Smiley and examined him by his clothing. "Looking good bro! Red clothes remind Boris of Mother Mussha" said Boris with a hearty laughter.

Mr. Smiley caught his breath and sat down to drink. "Ahem, yes well, what brings you here, old friend?"

"Boris here for Circus, for old job!" declared Boris while striking several poses to show off his physique.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm afraid that 'Boris the Beast-tamer' really doesn't strike the audience as exciting anymore."

"Khorsho (okay), I vill take nother job…" said Boris with a darkened expression.

Mr. Smiley chuckled nervously. "Well, I'll see if I can find the right position for you… in the meantime, you should go home. If I can find a job, I'll send you a letter."

"Da (yes), but I stay here, Da?" asked Boris using his 'nicer' voice.

"Well… err…. I don't think that…"

"I STAY here, DA?" repeated Boris with a more intimidating voice.

Mr. Smiley started to perspire rapidly while retaining his nervous smile. "The only room we have left is the cellar, but I don't think you'll like it very much so…"

"Aha! I take basement! It just like home! Spaseeba (Thank you) comrade Smiley! You know Boris too well!" said Boris with happiness.

"Don't mention it…" grumbled Mr. Smiley.

Boris left the study to unpack his things in the cellar. Mr. Zep walked towards Mr. Smiley to bring up some very upsetting news.

"Sir, we have another problem…" said Mr. Zep.

Mr. Smiley gave a deep sigh. "Whatever it is, I think will have to wait until I can figure out how to get that oaf out of my circus."

"I'm afraid it can't sir. The audience… they hated the quiz show…"

"WHAT!" shouted Mr. Smiley.

"It seems that Big Top couldn't handle the pressure of hosting the event."

"Why? How hard is it for one person to host a measly quiz show?"

"Big Top said that Dimentio and Antonia both harassed him when he was giving out questions. At first the crowd laughed at Big Top's expense, but they started to boo when they got tired of the stalling."

Mr. Smiley scowled "Those two little…" Mr. Smiley then hatched an idea, one that could solve all of his problems, he gave a wide menacing grin.

It was Mr. Zep's turn to sigh. He knew an idea being hatch when he saw one. "What did you have in mind, sir?"

"*chuckle* I believe it's time for Dimentio's second test, and Boris' entrance…"

"What do you mean?"

"All will be explained at dinner…"

That night…

The contestants returned to the dining room fearing the worst because of the poor performance. They sat down with their host, who unexpectedly gave a smile.

"Well! This was quite a day wasn't it? I gave you all a break from the violence for ONE day, and you all managed to screw me over in the process" said the ringmaster, while retaining his sunny disposition.

The contestants started to get nervous, except for Dimentio, who seemed surprisingly calm.

"Now I know that only a few people were to blame for this outrage, so I will take the appropriate action… but before that, I'd like all of you to meet a friend of mine… oh BORIS!" said Mr. Smiley in a high-pitched voice.

Thundering footsteps started to approach the dining room, a door was opened and Boris entered the scene, while looking at the contestants, he stopped to look at Bowser and gave a hearty laughter.

"Ha Ha HA! Comrade Smiley, you know better, dinner not go on chair. It go on table!" said Boris while referring Bowser as dinner.

"GWAR! Just whadaya mean by that, tiny?" roared Bowser.

Boris was shocked at this for a moment. "Smiley! You forgot, kill dinner first, then serve! Here, let Boris do it…" he raised his axe at Bowser. Bowser, while horrified, defended himself by breathing fire on the burly toad. This hardly had any effect on Boris, but it did startle him for a moment.

Boris shook it off and laughed with amusement. "Oh HO HO! It's just like home, because in Musha, Turtle Soup Eat You!"

Before thing started to get out of hand, Mr. Smiley intervened. "Actually, Boris, this is one of my competitors, Bowser."

Boris and Bowser gave each other a grunt and sat down.

"Now that we're all acquainted with each other, I'm going to tell you what's about to happen next" continued Mr. Smiley. "First off, because today's event was a disaster, we are going to make it up to the audience by giving them an event similar to the first on we had, just to satisfy the crowd's desire for blood." He pointed at Boris. "Our friend Boris, who used to be known as 'Boris the Beast-tamer', is now going to be known as 'Boris the Butcher.' Dimentio, you are going to face off with him in a duel."

Dimentio lost his cool and started to sweat. He knew that he would be pummeled by Boris if he went in alone.

"Oh don't worry Dimentio, you're not going in there alone…" Mr. Smiley gave a smirk at Antonia. "Because I'm also going to throw in your girlfriend in the arena."

Dimentio refused to keep silent any longer. He stood up and referred to Mr. Smiley in a sarcastic manner. "Excuse me, UNCLE! But Toni had nothing to do with…"

Mr. Smiley scowled. "First of all, you do NOT use that tone with me, and secondly, I already know what she did to screw up the last event, so she has to participate!"

Dimentio, knowing that he would just make things worse, sat down miserably.

Mr. Smiley cleared his throat. "At any rate, you're all excused for tomorrow, only Dimentio, Antonia, and Boris will go to the arena."

Everyone finished their dinner and went off to bed. Dimentio stayed in his room, confident that he can bring down Mr. Smiley a second time, all he needed was the cooperation of the other contestants, which made Dimentio a bit skeptical, but he was still confident nonetheless.

I got a lot of neat drawings of my OC, Mr. Smiley, Thanks for that! I'm still waiting on Luigifan and X-tremefighter, who are both talented artists. Can't wait to see what you guys drew! This next statement may as well be unnecessary, but just in case you haven't figured it out about Musha. Mushroom Kingdom is to United Kingdom as to Musha is to Russia. :P