A/N Ok guys the long wait for this chapter can be explained. You have no idea how many times I came back to this monster and reread it and deleted half of it and tweaked and turned and sigh, this is the only version which I was slightly happy with. So it's a monster. Nuff said. Oh and there is a looot of explaining in there, so please do not get bored, for it shall passs soon!
Thanks to: Silver the 13th: Aahahah, you ddear sir are hilarious. The Star Warrior is probably hiding amongst the tree nymphs or something, sigh. pheaux: Oh really? Thank you for enlightening me! Um, in this Zelda is Sheik, so technically they're the same person, so that makes him/her a girl..? UGH IM SORRY I KIND OF JUST MADE HIM HAVE A HAT, IT WON'T APPEAR AGAIN I SWEAR. And thank you :) Lieutenant Riza Hawkeye: Pit appears in this chapter, don't worry! His fluffy adorableness may or may not cause uncontrollable squealing. Azulhada: Why thank you! You have no idea how much that means :) Yin Yang Zodiac Girl: Do not fear, what you said was more than enough! Thanks so much. Dimentio's Epic Girlfriend: It is completely possible that you are Ganondorf. Wow. Hey King of Darkness, hey.
Disclaimer: I own nothing said in this chapter, all the character belong to Nintendo, any brands mentioned belong to their respected owners.
In other news, Happy 2013!
The new group of Brawlers mumbled excitedly as they stampeded their way up to where Master Hand was floating, in front of the Manor. A few of the more eager contestants were even elbowing their way up to front, in attempt to get the first view of their new home.
"Eh you. Yea you. Move on over, Mr. Bowser wants to get through. And what Bowser wants Bowser gets." Nana said roughly, jostling her way through the crowd, which was quite the feat seeing as she was only about a few feet tall.
"You heard the lady, go on. Mr. Bowser here should get the first look at this place, seeing as he's the king and all." Popo added indignantly, his terrible Jersey accent matching his sisters. Bowser laughed from behind his twin bodyguards, as he made is way up to the front of the crowd, ignoring the grumbles around him. Appointing the two daredevils as his bodyguards had been one of the greatest ideas he'd had so far, and he'd come up with blowing up the galaxy. Bowser patted himself on the back.
"Alright, alright everyone settle down. I know how excited you must be to see your new home but please have a little order and class!" Master Hand cried staring down at the jostling group of Brawlers below him. Donkey Kong had a still sleeping Jigglypuff up on his shoulder, while Diddy was casually jumping over people's heads to get a better spot up front. Peach, meanwhile, was throwing a mini tantrum as she tried and failed to push her way up to the front of the crowd.
"Excuse me. Excuse me. I am the princess of Mushroom Kingdom and I do believe I should be up front, thank you very much." Peach cried indignantly, as she wacked an unfortunate Wario upside the head with her handy frying pan. "Why thank you!" she said suddenly as the Brawlers made haste to free a path for the Princess, right to the door of the Mansion. Even Bowser yielded, as he was very familiar with the wrath of Princess Peach's frying pan. Now that Peach was safely at the front of the crowd, with her frying pan out of sight, Master Hand started his speech yet again.
"Ehem. So here you all are! The finest heroes and villains of your realms, all gathered here together! Some of you may be familiar with this type of tournament, seeing as you participated in Melee! But for some, this is a whole new experience, and let me just say that you will never, ever-"
"Can you get on with it? Some of us have been waiting here for quite some time, you know." Marth drawled from the back of the crowd somewhere.
"Rude. Very well then. This is Smash Manor, where you all shall be staying for the duration of the tournament! And since everyone will be sharing the same living space, it is expected that you all stay civil with one another! If there is need to fight, or brawl-" Master Hand paused, expecting laughter at his witty pun. None came. He continued, "You may take it up at the arena, which is the wonderful skyscraper type building we have protruding out of the Manor! That is where the tournaments will take place! The arena can transport us to different realms to fight, and your brawls shall be broadcasted universe-wide! Live audiences will be present as well. Brawls can be requested, and some may even be forced upon you. Any questions so far?"
Olimar tentatively raised his hand.
"Good, no questions!" Master Hand cried jubilantly. Olimar sighed.
"Now, back to the Manor! It is funded by Nintendo, so keep in mind that if you break something, be ready to take it up with those creepy men in suits. The Manor is fully equipped with all living necessities. Kitchen, training rooms, living rooms, etcetera! You will all be given your own room, seeing as sharing didn't exactly end well last time…." Master Hand said, staring pointedly at Kirby and Mario, the latter shuffling uncomfortably and clutching his red cap to his chest. Now that was an interesting tale.
"The rooms will be divided according to your realms, each Wing representing a group of you. For example, the Dreamland Wing will be roomed by Kirby, Meta Knight and King Dedede! Won't that be fun?"
From somewhere, Meta Knight screamed.
"Continuing! It is your responsibility to keep your respected rooms livable, but really, I could care less. Visiting others is permitted, though not after curfew, which is 9 o' clock. 10 o' clock on weekends because I am generous."
"Curfew? I am not a mere child. I am the King of Darkness, Ganondorf, and I shall not be held down by this petty curfew." Ganondorf scoffed from somewhere. My, wasn't he turning into a little Harry Potter-loving rebel?
Master Hand sighed. "Fine your stubborn little man; there is no curfew for Ganondorf. Happy?" Ganon smiled nastily.
"Favoritism!" Red called out.
"Shut up!" Master Hand responded. This definitely was not going as he had planned. Another shiatsu was in order.
"Now. You are free to wander the surrounding city, which can be accessed through the regular buses, however if you wreck havoc, you shall be immediate suspended from tournaments! Dinner will not be available daily, so I expect you all to find a way to feed yourselves. The kitchen is stocked, so many of your inner cooks may come out! For basic cleanliness, we have Koopas and Goombas working here, but let me be the first to say that they are not your personal servants! The front hall of the Manor will be where all tournament dates and such will be recorded, and I expect you all too meet there today at 7. Now, those are the basic rules and since I am beginning to tire from addressing you neanderthals, enter and relieve me from your presence!"
This time, the doors of Smash Manor opened slowly, as the Brawlers outside oohed and aaahed. Actually, the only one oohing and aahing was Pit. Oh well.
"BE FREE, YOU ANIMALS! LOOK AROUND AND BECOME FAMILIAR. MAKE YOURSELVES AT HOME." With that final shout, Master Hand laughed deeply then spun and disappeared, leaving the Brawlers to stampede into their new home.
"My, isn't this place gorgeous! Though it could definitely use a touch of pink, but do not fear everyone, I can have that arranged!" Peach gushed, her parasol in hand as she inspected the wide marble hallway.
"Not bad. Not bad at all." Fox said, whistling through his teeth as he knocked on one of the many pristine vases that lined the hallway. Link looked at them hungrily, his hand already twitching towards the hilt of his sword. So many vases. So many rupees. Resist the urge, Link. His sword was almost in his hand, when he was interrupted by Zelda, who was complimenting the wonderful tapestries that lined the walls.
"I'll be back for you." Link whispered evilly to the poor defenseless vases, before turning and addressing Zelda once more. See, Link the Hero of Time had a problem. His problem consisted of him breaking any pots or vases that were in his line of site. It was a habit, really.
Meanwhile, Samus was examining the huge holographic map that covered one of the long walls that made up the front hall.
"They sure did splurge on this tournament, compared to Melee." Samus commented, as she ran her hand across the map, which caused various realms and battle arenas to show up.
Marth hummed in agreement as he tried and failed to check his reflection on the holographic map.
"You do know that checking your reflection on that thing is physically impossible right?"
"Yup."
Samus rolled her eyes and continued to poke and prod at the very techy screen. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Just as the thought slipped from her brain, the mapgrew blank, and a voice began to manically laugh from behind it. Samus jumped back with a yelp, her repulsors ready to blast the map to pieces.
"Who are you?" she cried, catching the attention of the awed Brawlers around her. Even Pit stopped staring at the chandelier tied to the ceiling to watch. "Show yourself before I break this thing!" Samus threatened.
"You know it's physically impossible to break a holographic map right?" Marth said mockingly, a smirk already on his face. Samus glared.
"Don't be afraid itty bitty Brawlers! Actually, some of you seem quite strange. I mean, a yellow rat?" The voice said, causing Pikachu to cross his arms defensively. Well.
"Anyways. I bet you know who I am, don't you? My brother obviously told you about me right? Right? ANSWER ME. Actually don't. Why don't I show myself to you huh? Master Hand kind of forbidded me to because I "scarred one of the contestants for life." But it wasn't such a big deal, honest, I was just showing the little guy a good view. Anyways, here I come!"
With that, the holographic screen split apart, revealing a door way, from which came a Hand. A Hand that was twitching quite crazily I might add.
"Hello!" The Hand cried, but gasped dramatically as he caught sight of the defensive Brawlers before him. Link, Marth and Ike had drawn their swords, while Peach had her frying pan in hand and Zelda had turned into Sheik. Olimar had his Pikmin out in front of him, while Donkey Kong was protectively shielding Jigglypuff from the giant Hand. Luigi and Mario had fire licking at their fingers and Fox and Falco had their many gadgets in pointed towards the strange Hand. The Ice Climbers had quickly ushered Bowser away from the "threat", momentarily stopping their ogling at the totally snowboardable banister that lined the long stairwell. Pit had his shining bow and arrows in his hands, while Red stood awkwardly behind Pikachu, his Pokéball throwing skills needing work. Ganondorf, Wario and King Dedede however, were nowhere to be found. Peculiar. And of course, Meta Knight was missing from action. Again.
"What are you all doing? Are you crazy? AHAHAHHA. That's funny, because actually, I'm crazy. Like legitimately. That's like, my name. I'm Crazy Hand!"
Jumping up from his previous fetal position on the floor, Captain Falcon yelped and fainted.
"Oh hey it's that guy! Good kid." Crazy said adoringly to the now unconscious Captain Falcon. Turning to the Brawlers once more, Crazy sighed. "You guys, stop pointing those swords at me! I'm supposed to be here! I'm your organizer! At least, that's what Master Hand said. He's my brother, you know. Can you tell the family resemblance? AHAHAHA. So, I'm Crazy Hand, but you can call me Crazy Hand. I live behind that door, see? I'm here to be "rehabilitated" but who knows what that means right? Right? Right. Ok now you know me, so I can leave, bye."
With that, the twitching Hand gave some sort of salute before disappearing behind the large door again, the map sliding back to place behind him.
"Well. That was quite unexpected." Peach said sniffily, carefully stowing away her frying pan and patting her dress.
"This place sure is full of surprises." Ike added, sheathing his sword. Suddenly, the map lit up ad Crazy Hand's visage became visible.
"Boo!"
The Brawlers, least to say, screamed. Twin cries of "Mama Mia!" could be heard through the shrill shrieks of Zelda, Peach and Marth.
"Scared you didn't I? Hehehe. I just wanted to show you guys that I could do this too. Yay."
With that, the map returned to normal, for good this time, the Brawlers hoped.
"Well this is just going to be oodles of fun, now isn't it." Red said sarcastically from the back of the crowd, his dark personality coming to play after Crazy's earlier jab at Pikachu. Everyone took a few cautious steps away from him.
Meanwhile, somewhere, Pit sighed sadly. And when an angel sighs sadly, everyone just needs to make him feel better. It's a natural instinct.
"Pit honey, what's wrong?" Peach asked to the disheartened angel, who had landed near a billboard at the end of the hall.
"It's just that I'm the only contestant from Skyword, so I have the Skyworld Wing all to myself, it says so right here. It's going to be really lonely." Pit said dejectedly, pointing towards the billboard, which indeed had rooming details scrawled upon it.
"Oh right! Aren't we supposed to room with people from our realms? So that means it's going to be me, Zelda and-" Link started, before cutting himself off and looking at Zelda in alarm.
"Ganondorf." The Hylians said in unison, before running off into the Manor, determined to find the missing Gerudo man and their Wing.
"Well then, Mario, Luigi and I better go find our Wing. We'll see you all at 7." Peach said daintily as she waved, opened her parasol and walked away in a very princessy manner, Luigi and Mario following her like multicoloured puppies.
"Oi! Mister Bowser here gets the biggest room in the Wing, y'hear? You know, cos he's the king and all." Popo cried out to the retreating figures of the three. Peach just shot the twin a glare and continued walking on, even quickening her pace a little.
"Well, what are you waiting for? Run on ahead and get me the biggest room!" Bowser cried, sending the two little Ice Climber s running as he walked leisurely behind them, laughing in his own glory.
Fox and Falco soon disappeared into the Manor as well, followed by Red, Pikachu and a still sleeping Jigglypuff who Donkey Kong insisted he carry to the Pokémon Wing. Kirby waddled towards the Dreamland Wing, hoping to encounter Meta Knight along the way, so the two could become best friends and walk to their room together. Ah, the daydreams of a poor pink blob.
Olimar and his Pikmin soon got up and left, as did Samus and a very disheartened Pit, who Mr. Game and Watch patted on the shoulder as the man sidestepped his way to his respected Wing. Soon only Marth and Ike were left, the latter standing awkwardly to the side as Marth inspected the billboard.
"Hm, so Fire Emblem Wing is right next to the training areas. Good." Marth said finally, rubbing his arms and preparing to leave, though he froze as his line of sight encountered the lingering mercenary.
"Uh, so beside the training areas? I guess that would be useful." Ike said, attempting at conversation. Marth, however, proceeded to walk on as if he had not heard the poor guy. Ike being the persistent man that he is, caught in pace with the Prince.
"So, uh, I'm Ike by the way. I don't think we've been formally introduced." Ike started, as he marveled at the walls of the Manor which changed from "1800s English Mansion", to some futuristic technological era which he definitely was not familiar with.
"Marth.", came the stiff reply.
"Uh so first time in a tournament? It's my first time; all this stuff is so unfamiliar to me! When that moving letter got sent to me, I thought it was magic!" Ike said chuckling weakly, as he recalled the holographic letter the messenger had fearfully delivered to him.
"Not my first time. It's called a holographic image by the way. Not magic." Marth replied, as emotionless as ever. Ike sighed.
"Right…" The rest of the walk to their Wing was spent in silence, with Ike marveling at all the different rooms and high tech gadgetry he was not familiar with. Suddenly, Marth broke the silence.
"We're here."
Ike gasped as he looked at the high archway that read the words "Fire Emblem". The two swordsmen walked into the archway and gaped at the tapestries that lined the walls. There was one of Marth, fighting Medeus the Dark Dragon, of Ike defeating the Dark Knight.
"Amazing. They must have had a huge budget. Maybe there's hope for some Aussie." Marth said quietly to himself as he stared in awe at the colourful tapestry.
"Aussie?" Ike asked, confused.
"Nevermind." Marth replied, before swiftly walking into one of the rooms, and closing the door. Ike sighed as he walked into his own room, which was of average size with a bed, a few dressers, a small window and a strange square box with a glass face. He sat down on his bed and stared quite dramatically out the window, and sighed once more.
This was going to be a long tournament.
A/N THAT WAS LONG. I don't even know guys. What's going on. And yea, I kind of went into the Manor in excruciating detail, but that's only because I want everyone to be able to imagine it :) So I guess this is turning into another "Life in Smash Mansion" fic huh? Is that problematic? Anyways, thank you all and please review, your feedback is da bomb. c: