Melee A Trois
I've probably spelt it wrong, but I just wanted to get Melee in the title.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything.
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"Come on…" Master Hand seethed, pacing up and down the corridor in front of the teleport gate "damn it, they should be here by now." He said to himself, drumming his fingers against the wall before the door opened to let what appeared to be a cross between a turtle and Godzilla walked through.
"Alright, who dares call up on the great King of Koopas?" Bowser growled, he was a fairly intimidating sight, at least 7 feet tall and 4 feet wide he had taken the spot of the largest Smasher, along with the title as the most powerful
"Ah, King Bowser Koopa, son of Morton Koopa, am I right? Glad you could make it here. I'm Master Hand, the owner of the arena and soon to be opened mansion…" he began extending his hand to shake the much smaller claw, despite the two being the same size aproximatley Master Hand still had the bigger hand because, well, that's all he was.
"Yeah, I don't care who you are at this point."
"Hey, I rule this place! My place, my rules. It's one of the oldest rules in the book." Master hand said, trying to defend his pride
"So what's to say I shouldn't just head back to the place where I rule?"
"And kidnap Peach from the usual place hmm? Well I'll think you'll find that the Princess is so to speak in another castle, as is Mario and Luigi."
"You mean they're here?" Bowser asked, his defiant tone dropping.
"And you'll get the opportunity to beat the living hell out of them, without the fear of them cutting away the drawbridge on you, or shoddy flooring, you may want to see a contractor about that though."
"How did you know about that?"
"Sorry but you'll have to move along now,there's a buffet table down the hall for you, I have to go meet other contestants." He said pointing down the hall to the introductions area.
"Free food? Now you're talking." Bowser shouted as he stomped off to consume what would probably amount to his body mass in buffet food. No indoor voice.
"Where the hell is he? Sod it, if he's late, he's late and he doesn't get a formal introduction. I have to go 'meet' the ladies."
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"OhmygoshI'msosorryIdidn'tmeanithonestI'mreallyreallysorry."
"Peach, calm down. It's fine, it was a nice swing by the way, but try something other than a tennis racket for it, maybe a golf club would work." Samus suggested, slowly pushing away Peach's hand from her face. It had been a good swing too, perhaps maybe it was not a good idea to let anyone give you their best shot, especially when she was concealing impromptu weapons somewhere.
"But I hit you and I really swung hard and you fell backwards and.. eek! You're bleeding!" She shouted, jumping back at the sight of blood.
"I am? Damn, I'll have to dodge it next time then."
"How can you be so calm when you're hurt?" Zelda asked this time, maybe they had some point, rubbing the back of her hand against her forehead seemed to drip no small amount of blood on her hand.
"You learn not to feel the minor bumps. Try that swing again, this time I'll try and dodge it." Samus said, trying to stave off the dizzy sensation from the impact and blood loss before Master Hand barged in, somewhat downbeat. As to why, I'm going to leave that up for interpretation because I've spelled out a lot of the jokes here and should really stop before it becomes bad writing.
Oh wait.
"Sorry to break up the training session princesses, and Samus, but I required the two of you for the big introduction in 15 minutes, so it might be an idea to get ready. Samus, do… whatever you normally do in your free time."
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"Ladies and gentlemen in just one month there will be a special tournament for a grand prize of… 1 million G or whatever your home planet's equivalent is! Now this is to have the grand opening of our new on site mansion, now no-one will have to be pulled away from events here just because they've run out of clothes or anything. The mansion contains enough room for everyone to live in, the kitchen is staffed around the clock by my special workers, any toilets are re-stocked with enough TP to last a life time and so forth. For many of you it will be the peak of luxury, but that's not all."
"Get on with it already, not all of us have all day to listen to you ham up the place." Fox shouted
"Yes, well, ahem," Master Hand said, the wind having been knocked slightly out of his sails "added to the twelve of you we will be doubling the roster and everyone is being bumped up to full time Smash status, and I just so happen to have the newcomers with me." Pointing towards a large door behind him "From the mountains of…wherever, the Ice climbers!" two small children walked through it, they were wearing boots with spikes, one was wearing a pink coat, the other blue but they were very difficult to tell apart, added to which they both had small hammers "From The Mushroom Kingdom, Princess Peach." Master Hand continued as the Princess of the Mushroom kingdom walked through, waving nervously.
"Hello." She said before sitting down next to Mario.
"Moving swiftly on, from Hyrule castle: Princess Zelda." The second princess soon followed, slightly nervous, she had been to festivals before where people could see her but before now she never really felt as though she was on display.
"From the Star Fox team in the Lyalt system (I think): Falco Lombardi." A bird walked through the doorway next, taking a seat right next to Fox.
"Long time no see Fox, so this is where you've been chilling out to get away from Slippy." The leader of the Falco said, shaking hands with his long time friend.
"More to get away from Peppy Hare than Slippy." Fox joked.
"Just don' mention the barrel rolls."
"Deal."
"From Viridian Forest, Pichu!"
"Pichu, Pi!" The excitable baby pokemon squeaked, waving to Pikachu.
"It's soo cute!" Peach squealed, rushing up to grab the little electric mouse and hug it tightly.
"Er… right, next we have two swordmasters from similar worlds or time periods, I forget… Marth and Roy!"
"Hey that Marth chick looks kinda hot." Falcon said, eyeing up the blue haired swords man, who blushed slightly out of shock.
"They're both guys captain birdbrain. Next, from an unkown dimention: Game and Watch!" Master Hand said, more enthusiastic about this one than any of the other selections as a 2D figure moved into the room, moving only between a few frames of animation, a peculiar sight indeed.
"Beep."
"From Kokari forest: Young Link!"
"Wait, is that me?" Link asked as a younger version of himself appeared in the door way.
"But how can he be me if I'm me?" the younger Link asked, before Master Hand lightly pushed him off the stage.
Crap, forgot about the time paradox, have to sort that out later.
"From Brooklyn New York: Dr Mario."
"It's a me! Doctor Mario!"
"So two Links and two Marios, what's next?" Luigi asked hoping there may be a secondLuigi, then maybe people would start to pay him a bit of mind instead of just worrying about the Marios.
"From the Koopa Kingdom, Bowser."
"That's King Bowser Koopa and don't you forget it! Bwahaha."
"Right, next is the self-proclaimed King of Evil: Ganondorf."
"Gaze upon your new lord and master peons, I hope you'll enjoy bowing before me." Gandorf told the other Smashers before throwing his head back in laughter.
"Hey! If anyone's going to be bowing to anyone it's gonna be them lot to me." Bowser shouted back
"I doubt they'd bow before an overgrown turtle. Perhaps you'd be better suited as my pet."
"Moving on, the final participant in this tournament: from a location I cannot reveal due to privacy issues, the most powerful psychic in his world: Mewtwo!" A hush fell over everyone, no murmurs, no scoffs about how they didn't look like much, just silence as he floated in. Taking time only to look at Pikachu "so make yourselves comfortable, in 2 weeks we'll be holding warm up matches for those who wish to compete with the official tourney which I have dubbed 'the Melee' will begin two weeks after the exhibition matches start, so get ready and good luck. You'll need every bit of it."
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The shift from classic to melee is in full swing. Will the ladies be up to the task? I don't know, writers block is being more of a bitch than… something.