Hey guys! This chapter took such a long time to write, so sorry for the delay. There also isn't any real "action" in this one, but I'll get to it in the 6th chapter. I promise. Hold me to it. Now read.

Chapter 4: The Arrival

Pac-Man dropped his bags is surprise when he saw the apartment he would be living in for the duration of his stay.

It had a bedroom with two king-size beds, two bathrooms, a living room with a flat screen TV, and a PS4, PS3, Xbox One, and Xbox 360. *just to clarify: these characters do not have any games based off them in this reality, but all other games that don't involve them exist, meaning that Nintendo, Sega, and Capcom still do exist, but just make games and never had consoles.*

Pac-Man plopped down on the couch, grabbed the remote on the TV and started flipping through the channels. He finally found his favorite sitcom. It was about this yellow skinned family and their misadventures in a small city called Springfield. He always enjoyed watching shows that came from Earth.

After a few episodes, he heard a knock on the door.

"It's open." Pac-Man yelled over the volume of the TV.

A kid with spiky black hair and a blue T-Shirt walked into the room.

"Um, are you Mr, Pac-Man?" asked the kid.

"Yeah. Who are you?" responded Pac-Man.

"You can call me Rock." the kid said. "I'm your new roommate."

Rock stuck out his hand.

Pac-Man got up to shake Rock's hand. Well, at least he attempted to. What happened could be described better as Pac-Man's hand getting crushed by the force of Rock's robotic grip.

"OWWWWW!" screamed Pac-Man. He pulled back his hand in pain.

"Ohmygod! I'm so sorry! I should have warned you. I'm, um, a robot." Rock said. Crap, I accidentally had Super Arm turned on, he thought.

"Yeah, that would have been nice to know." Pac-man was still wincing. But when he looked at Rock, he couldn't see that he was a robot. If Rock hadn't said anything, Pac-Man would have still thought that he was a human.

"Hey, are you watching The Simpsons?" Rock asked, noticing the TV.

"Um, yeah." said Pac-Man. Good, the pain's starting to fade, he thought. "Do you like The Simpsons?"

"Totally! Though I do prefer South Park, this show is still hilarious." Rock said. He then proceeded to sit on the couch and start watching.

"You watch South Park? How old are you?" asked Pac-Man.

"Well, I'll be celebrating my 14th year of activation in a few months, so I guess you could say that I'm thirteen now, but I've technically been the same age all my life." Rock said.

"What I mean is, don't you think that South Park might be a bit inappropriate?"

"No."

"Oh. Okay." Pac-Man tried to think of something else to ask. "Where are you from?"

"Earth." responded Rock. "I live in New York City. Well, it used to be New York City. It was recently renamed 'Mega City' in my honor."

"I thought your name was Rock."

"Yeah, but to everybody except for my family, on Earth I'm known as MegaMan."

"What did you do to make everybody like you?"

"Saved the planet about eleven times from a mad genius who wanted to take over the world with killer robots."

"So, you're kind of like a superhero?"

MegaMan had never thought about that before.

"Yeah, I guess I am." he said.

"What can you do, exactly?" asked Pac-Man.

"Well, I can do this," MegaMan then turned his arm into a baster.

"Coooooool" Pac-Man was in awe.

"That's not all. I can also copy abilities from different robots." Rock said. "How about you?"

"Well, I have the ability to eat things." Pac-Man said. "Stop laughing. I'm serious. I can throw out a line of yellow spheres. Then, if anyone is caught in the path of those spheres, I chomp on them."

"Um, I honestly do not know what to say to that." said Rock.

There was a knock on the door. When Pac-Man opened it, there was another kid there, with a red baseball cap and a yellow/blue striped T-Shirt.

"MegaMan and Pac-Man, right?" said the kid.

"Um, yeah?" They both said.

"I'm Ness. You guys need to come with me." Ness said.

The two non-human heroes looked at each other and shrugged. They had nowhere else to go, really.

They started walking down the hall, and eventually arrived at the auditorium. Other fighters kept pouring in, and it seemed like there was going to be enough to fill the entire auditorium. It was small, maybe 60 seats, but it was still impressive.

"Alright, you two, your seats will be right here." said Ness, pointing to the last row.

As MegaMan sat down, he realized that he had seen some of these people before, probably from from magazines and whatnot. There were still a few who he'd never seen before. There was a small astronaut that seemed to have brought these plant-like aliens with him. There was also somebody in some very high-tech looking armor. It was orange and yellow, with an arm cannon that reminded Rock of his own.

A short man in a red shirt and hat with blue overalls walked up to the microphone on the stage. Rock recognized him, but he couldn't remember the man's name.

"Hello, my fellow smashers!" the man said into the microphone. The room fell silent at the man's voice. He had a noticeable italian accent, Pac-Man noticed.

"You all most likely know who I am, but in case you don't, my name is Mario." said Mario.

Quiet chatter ensued, mostly from the newcomers. They were in the presence of Mario. The Mario. MegaMan now felt stupid for not remembering his name before.

"Now, we have a very exciting tournament planned for all of you. I worked closely with both Master and Crazy Hand to create the best experience for you all." Mario said. "Now, before Master Hand comes up here himself, I know that some of you are concerned because of what happened last time. I assure you, that nothing like that will happen again." Mario said.

Rock knew that he had purposely told Dr. Light not to tell him what happened during the last tournament, but now he was beginning to worry. He hated being kept in the dark about things.

Pac-Man had no idea what Mario was talking about, and honestly, he wasn't paying attention. He was thinking about Ms. Pac-Man. This would prove to her that he could take risks that weren't life or death.

"And now, I present to you, Master Hand!" Mario said. The auditorium erupted in applause, but the newcomers were shocked to see that the figure floating up to the stage was actually a gloved disembodied hand. All except for MegaMan.

"Dude, you looked unfazed." Pac-Man whispered to MegaMan. "This is crazy! Don't you realize that?"

"Meh. After you fight a Blob/Robot to the death, you don't get surprised by floating hands." *see MegaMan 1.*

"So, you've seen floating hands before?"

"No, it just doesn't suprise me."

Pac-Man turned to the stage again. It seemed that Master Hand was about to speak.

"Greetings, everyone." Master Hand said in a booming voice. "Welcome to the Smash Mansion, and congratulations on being invited to the Super Smash Brothers Tournament, or reinvited, as the case may be. I would now like all of the newcomers to come up on the stage."

16 of the people sitting in the crowd walked up to the stage.

"Now I would like, when I call your name, you to walk up to the microphone and tell us a little about yourself, and why you think you have been chosen to join the ranks of 'the greatest heroes in the multiverse'." Master hand said. "And you may take questions after you are done."

After a few people had come up, Master Hand called up Pac-Man's name.

"Um, hello. My name is Pac-Man, but you can call me Pac, if you want." Pac-Man said. "I am a Pacian, and I'm from Pac-World. I think I'm here because of the countless times I saved Pac-World from ghost invasions. Well my, girlfrie-, I mean, colleague, has saved the world too, but I guess that since I've done it more, I was chosen."

Pac-Man laughed nervously. "Um, any questions?"

A few hands went up.

"Yes, um, the huge mutant turtle thing."

"I'm a koopa. The name's Bowser, and don't ever call me a turtle again. If you do, you will die." said Bowser.

When Pac-Man's eyes widened to the size of dinner plates, Bowser roared with laughter.

"Just kidding with ya. It's a common mistake." He said. "I was going to ask, is everyone on your planet named Pac-Man?"

"Um no. But I looked it up, and about 4% of the planet's population has a name that has the word "Pac" in it, including some girls. A girl I know actually is named Ms. Pac-Man. She told me that that was because her parents had already came up with the nam "Pac-Man" before she was born thinking that she was going to be a boy. But they were to stubborn to name her anything different after she came out, so-"

"Okay! Pac-Man, you won't need to answer any more questions today, so let's move on to our other newcomers shall we?" Master Hand said.

The last person to come up was MegaMan, and he honestly didn't know what to say.

"Hi, I'm MegaMan, but you can call me Rock." he said. "Um, I'm the 2nd Robot Master in my line, serial number DLN. 001, and I'm from Earth, um, the same one Mac is from. I think I'm here because of the times I've saved Earth from other Robot Masters, about 11 times now."

"I was built by Dr. Thomas Light, President and C.E.O of Light Labs, stationed in Mega City." He said.

"Um, yeah, do you guys have anything to ask?"

Almost the entire crowd raised their hands.

"Um, you, the two-dimensional man in the third row."

"Why are you DLN. 001 if you're the second in the line?" asked Mr. Game and Watch.

"That's because my brother Blues, or ProtoMan, was the prototype Robot Master, making him DLN. 000. And what is your question, um, huge flame dragon?"

Master Hand came over to MegaMan.

"He doesn't speak english." he whispered. "He can only say his name. We haven't rented the universal translators yet, so-"

"What would his language be called?" Rock asked.

"Pokemon?" answered Master uncertainly.

MegaMan closed his eyes for a few seconds.

When he opened them, he said, "Great! Now I'm fluent in every species of Pokemon's language. Now, what were you going to ask Charizard?"

"What's your special talent?" asked Charizard.

"My what?"

"You know, like my special talent would be pyrokinetics, and Sonic's would be speed. So, what's yours?"

"Well, if I touch any robot that has an integrated circuit, I can copy their special ability, like this one; Metal Blade."

MegaMan then brought one hand back into his arm, and then out again with a flat, spikey circle clutched in it.

"I got this one from DWN. 009, aka MetalMan." Rock said.

"Um, MegaMan, if you don't mind me asking, how many of these weapons do you have?" asked Master Hand.

"Currently, I have a total of 99 special weapons, three of them being weapons that I found, and another three being weapons that Dr. Light has given me as upgrades."

Chatter enveloped the room, mostly giving praise to MegaMan. But Master Hand wasn't as appreciative.

"Alright everyone, that's about it for today. I will send you all a fighting schedule that should reach your dorms by tomorrow morning. For now, just mingle and check out the mansion until suppertime." Master Hand said.

As MegaMan started to walk off the stage, Master Hand stopped him.

"You, sir, will need to come with me." Master Hand said in a stern voice.

Rock was suddenly nervous. What had he done wrong?

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