Adella: Okay guys, we failed… We were going to put Adella with Matt, but then we realized they were related, so we had to switch everything around... Ironically we almost pulled a Luke Skywalker (get it... because Matt is from the time/place of Star Wars?)

Tarryn: Lol yes, yes we did almost pull a Luke Skywalker. We're losers ;) ANYWAY this is the last 'Invitations' Chapter that we'll do before we actually get the plot rolling, we're so excited! ^_^

Adella: YES! So excited... we'll be very careful to keep track of parents...

Tarryn: Speaking of which, we will post a 'Parents Tracker' after this Chapter, as a sort of break between parts of the story. ;3

Adella: Remember- We're still taking requests on the dating thing...

Tarryn: Right, so send one of us a message so that we know, and we'll do our best! Make sure you read some of our other stories as well! Bye! R&R!

Adella: Bye!

Outside a restaurant – Third-Person P.o.v

Griffin strutted through the crowded street, or maybe it just seemed crowded because of all of the people surrounding him? He wasn't really sure. Either way, he was sort of enjoying the attention people were giving him. He smirked at one of the girls' comments as he continued towards the restaurant where his plus one had become plus three in a matter of minutes. He smirked as he opens the door, acting like a gentlemen, but he did an anime-style face-plant as he saw his friend, Robin.

"R-Robin, what-what are you doing here?!" he exclaims as he brushes dirt off of his khakis. He knew that his friend never really left the castle, well, at least without an outfit that didn't scream 'Royal' like this one did. She rolled her eyes, smirking. Helping him up, she gave him a letter. 'Super Smash Brothers' rang through the air, and he read the paper quickly.

As soon as he read it, his huge ego took a pitfall.

"WHAT?!" He exclaims, his eyes narrowing as he re-read the letter, scanning it over quicker this time. "You've been invited to a Super Smash Tournament, but I WASN'T?!" He gave an eye-roll, but then he straightened his back, handing her the letter with a smirk. "Oh, I see, this is just a little prank from you, right?" He inquires as he slaps it into her hand. She glares and then gives his a quick push.

"As if! I wouldn't make up such a lame prank." she grumbles as she turns around, and he felt some hair whiplash across his face. He sighed, he never could swindle Robin like he could other girls, and he never could understand why. . .

He rolls his eyes hotly. "Then where is MY letter, Princess?" He scowls, and she shrugs. "I 'dunno, maybe you weren't good enough to get in." She smirks, but then shakes her head quickly. "Wait; hold on a second, that's not what I'm here for." His gaze switched to one of concern as he waited for her to continue. "I'm here because I was hungry along the way, but then I saw you . . . Now, not so much." She chuckled, and he gave one, only a tad bit more sarcastic. "Ha ha ha, very funny. You sure you don't want to eat here? You can come and eat with me and my . . . friends if you want." he says, and she gave a bit louder laugh. "HA! Have dinner with you and the Tramp Twins, no thanks." She smirked as she turned around. He glared as she sauntered off. "Ugh, screw you then." He grumbles as he went inside the retardant.

It was a pretty swanky place, if he did say so himself. It was full of chandeliers and red velvet table-cloths, and wooden benches were decorated with intricate designs to make them more elegant, or so he assumed. Sitting down, he opens the top of his meal basket, and, to his surprise, a huge explosion blazed through the restaurant and 'Super Smash Brothers' bellowed through the air. He couldn't help it; a lopsided grin plastered itself across his face as he saw a pure white letter, very similar to the Robin's.

Reading it, he found it to be the same as Robin's, except addressed to him. His lady friends cooed under their breath as they came over to read over his shoulder. "Ohh how exciting, Griffin-chan! You need to go, now!" They ushered him out the door with a shove, and he rubbed his sore shoulders as soon as he landed with a face-pavement outside the spinning restaurant door.

, he got up using brute strength, and did a cocky smirk as he fist pumped the air. "Yes! I made it!" He cheered as he dashed off towards his apartments, where he would pack, get on the road, and (hopefully) beat Robin to the Mansion.

In Sonics Universe -

A blue hedgehog sped through the streets of the city scenery, and, above their heads, a high-tech airplane was tearing through the skies, towards a center-point in the city. "Tails head up and attack him from above!" Tails nodded in agreement, and he smirked. "I'll distract Egg-head, and you wait for my signal." He commands as he sped off in a brilliant beam of light, and soon he connects the metal-leg of the robot that they were trying to bring down.

It wasn't going to be brought down so easily, though.

As soon as Sonic rammed into the leg, the fat man that was commanding the ship gave a hearty, evil chuckle. "Oh ho ho, Sonic, you're dumb if you think you're old tricks could defeat me yet again, just watch!" He says, as a blue laser shot towards him. It hit him in the shoulder, and then, he . . . tripped.

But then started falling, falling, falling through a what seemed like a black hole instead of falling onto the asphalt road, and then when he positioned himself to look down at where he was going to land, but the Hedgehog was now transformed into a female version of the male who had tripped. She has a blue body with pink tips a couple of streaks, and she had lime-green tennis shoes, with a long-sleeve lime shirt, a black vest, and black Capri pants. She was screaming, a high-pitched wail that would forever be etched in her memory.

Sonic woke up, panting from the nightmare he had just had about his daughter, falling in a pit . . . it was enough to make him shudder again. "Roxy?! Roxy!" He shouted, and soon the Blue and Pink Hedgehog, as well as his wife, Amy was awake and looking at him, albeit his daughter had a bit more irritated then his Wife.

"Da-ad, why did you wake me up?" Groaned the young hedgehog as she trudged across the room, her bare paws cold as they touched the floor. Her father hugged her protectively, and then he placed one of his arms around Amy as well. "Sorry, I just got worried and had a bad dream." he says, letting go of them, but Amy touches his shoulder soothingly. "Don't worry Sonic, you're fine now. Roxy's fine." She exaggerated her name, knowing that it was the same nightmare Sonic has had since Roxy had her first fight with .

"Right, sorry Amy, sorry Roxy." He apologized to his daughter, and she smiled. "Don't worry, its fine, Dad, night." she says as she nods to the two. Walking off, she goes to her room and quickly passes out on her bed, and soon a soft snoring can be heard from her room.

Sonic lays back down, sighing at his impulsiveness.

"Same nightmare?" Asks Amy. He nods his head. "I just . . . don't want something like that to actually happen. Do you think we're doing everything right?" he asks, and Amy nods with a soft smile.

"Yes, don't worry Sonic; she needs to be able to fight her own battles. She's strong, because of you." She kissed his check, and then turned over to go back to sleep. Sonic mused over those words, and then decided that Amy was right. He didn't need to worry so much.

Going back into the dream-world, he didn't have another Nightmare that night. He felt at peace for once.

In the Mountains, outside a Library . . .

Kotoo shivered, he breathed hot air onto his hands and tucked them back into the pockets of his parka. He hadn't anticipated it to be so cold this late in the afternoon. He felt the snow make a light crunching noise under his boots and smiled to himself, going to the library always put him in a good mood. Normally he would check out a book and just sit by the fire and read there until closing time, he didn't have a lot of friends, but that was okay with him. The few he did have he could be perfectly himself with, and that's what mattered. He pulled open the large wooden door that led to the library and heard the tell-tale bell that rang whenever someone was to enter.

"Can I help you?" The librarian said automatically before looking up. "Kotoo!" She exclaimed, "How have you been?"

"Good," He answered shyly. "Just helping out with my parents and all," referring to the ice climbing duo.

"Oh, that's nice," She answered with a smile. She was an elderly lady, soft grey hair and way too thick makeup.

"Any new books come in?" He asked politely but eagerly.

"Yes, they're right over there," She pointed over to the back corner near the fireplace.

Kotoo wondered to himself if his parents would need help repelling the polar bears or breaking some of the ice. That's normally how he spent his night; he respected his parents a lot and would work hard to please them, though he increasingly has come to thought how unalike they all were.

He felt the spines of the books and breathed in heavily, it smelled of home to him.

Then he heard an explosion, he slammed his head back on the chair just from shock. Not much happened in a town such as this one.

Making sure his two small hammers were tucked carefully inside of his parka, he went to investigate. Expecting the worst, he was certainly surprised to see nothing wrong. He looked over to the librarian who at first was a little wide-eyed but then just cocked an eyebrow and shrugged.

He looked to the source of the noise only to find an envelope with an explosion on the stamp. Sighing at the irony he opened it after finding it had been addressed to him. This wasn't much of a shock, because in a town this little, not many people had time to visit the library.

After reading he was quite excited, he could prove himself to his parents and himself! He could also learn from other cultures as well.

After giving the librarian a polite nod, he ran back to his home, but being deliberate with his steps so he does not trip in the snow.

He figured he must've been quite a funny sight, his cheeks and nose quite red and his black hair sticking to his forehead, his golden eyes fierce from determination. He wondered if it was going to be much warmer in the Smash Mansion, though he secretly hoped not, as the light blue parkas and pants were pretty much all he owned. He laughed to himself, he was going to make his mark in the tournament, he thought with pride.

Back in Sonics Universe . . .

Roxy woke up the next morning, clearly fairly exhausted from the limited amount of rest she had gotten the night before. Something about her father and . . . a bad dream? Odd, she can't remember her father ever having a bad dream before. He was always sort of cocky, untouchable. It seemed impossible for him to have to show any weaknesses. She liked to think that she took after him, that she really was strong, though she had never really tested her skills before . . . Except for that one time with , but that had ended pretty poorly for her. But she was stronger now, and it showed in the gleam in her eyes as she strode forward and saw the seemingly muted hustle and bustle of her house hold.

Her father was drinking some coffee, and her Mother was making some scrambled eggs, the way she liked them. "Mornin' Mom." She smiled, giving her Mom a hug. "Oh! You're awake, good morning Roxy." She nods, and then greets her father. "Oh, there's a letter for you by the way." He says as he hands her a white envelope. Opening it after smirking at the explosion stamp, 'Super Smash Brothers' Boomed through the house with a gust of wind blowing back the family, Reading it, she grins wildly.

"You'll never believe it, I've been invited to a Super Smash brothers Tournament!" She squealed as she jumped up and down a little.

"Roxy, are you sure?" Sonic asks her with a slight edge to his voice. He seemed nervous somehow. "You may not be ready for something so dangerous." he says as he gets up, and looks away, after realizing what he'd said. Roxy huffs at his statement. "Wait, do you not trust me?!" She says, her voice raising an octave. "I just . . . don't want to see you hurt." he says, and she hugs him. "Don't worry, I promise to be careful. And besides, maybe you could come and judge!" she says hopefully, and he nods. "Why not? None of them were ever able to keep up with me anyway." he smirks, and Roxy chuckled. "Go and get packed, sweetheart, you don't want to be late! She chimed as she gave her a slight nudge towards her messy room. "Okay, okay!" she giggles as she packs a bag quickly, smashing her clothes inside. "All ready!" She chimes, and her mother comes in, and she has something behind her back. "Roxy, I wanted to give you something." She says, and she takes it out from behind her back (not that she didn't see it already) and hands it to her. "A Piko Piko Hammer!" she squeals as she tackles her, giving her a hug. "Thanks Mom!" she says genuinely as she sees her father holding three rings, which would give her plenty of power when she needed it. "For you." he says, smiling. "Thanks Dad." she smiles, "Well, I'm off. Bye! Hope to see you judging, Dad!" she smiles as she races off at Super-Sonic speed towards the Smash Mansion.

In Space -

Coyote gripped the handles on his Starship and propelled it forward. It was a one-man Starship, but the rest of his crew was beside him in Starships such as his. It made them easier to manage when they were trying to go faster or get into an attack formation. And in this situation, it was the latter.

His fur-covered hands clenched the handles more and more, until his claws began to sink into the mesh that encased the metal bars. He glared with anger-fueled eyes. Why did this guy have to go and get all cocky, challenging me? He scoffs, until his thoughts were cut short by a face appearing on the intercom. It was one of his companions, who were waiting for his leader to give the order to attack. "Let him make the first move." He growled. "Before he has a chance, we strike."

Matt grinned; he lived for the thrill of battle. He was one of the seven captains for the CR90 corvette. Ever since he had his memories wiped as a child, he devoted himself to the space military. But he was also skilled with the Jedi mind tricks and a light saber. He couldn't help but feel sorry for whoever challenged him. He did feel a little guilty, this star ship wasn't exactly fit for battle, but this is a space war and this ship crossed its territory. He couldn't help but want to dent that ship. Ignoring the arguments of the six other captains, he fired a warning shot, just missing the ship by inches.

Coyote growled as one of the lasers came this close to his ship. He pressed a button, and soon four laser canons appeared on each side of his ship, and he shot all of them off in quick, deadly rounds that caused uproar in his well-trained pricked ears. It was times like this that he thought that he was more like one of the Father-figures he'd had in his life: Fox McCloud. He fought for Justice in the galaxy, and that was what had caused him to join him in the first place, but a torn and confused heart had made him quit. He'd joined Wolf O'Donnell's Crew as well, seeing how evil suited him, but really it was no better. So he formed his own crew, and now he did what he pleased. "You're going to regret shooting that." he snapped as his crew readied their own laser canons, and began shooting at the front, while half were headed back towards the engine of the massive ship to try to bring it down.

Matt smiled, the captain obviously misinterpreted how quick and nimble his ship was. He easily dodged all, quickly taking full control of the wheel he yelled to his mates to fire with the best of what they got. Missiles, beams and galore flew through the air, but the ship was able to dodge all but one, that hit the tip of the ship's wing.

Coyote's fur bristled with rage as his wing was hit, and he gave a low growl as his eyes narrowed aggressively. Shaking his head, he shots the nimble ship, using his speed to get closer, thus getting him a close-range shot and giving him a higher percent chance of actually getting a hit, it dodged them all though, except for one that hit part of the underside of the ship, were most of the controls and mechanics were stored, but if he'd hit anything major he couldn't be sure. Hopeful? Yes. Checking in with his crew to see how they were fairing, he found that they were all okay, and were preparing to launch their assault on the back engine.

"Crap," Matt muttered, and sent a warning siren to let everyone know what was going on. Using his radio he called in for back-up, he secretly knew he never should have started it. But he set off a perfectly aimed missile, because he had to finish it.

Coyote's ship went spiraling downward, and he used all his strength to open the door and leap over to the main ship, but he only held on to by a wing. Scrambling to get his footing straight, he was shoved backwards by a huge explosion, and he let out a loud wail as he felt the emptiness of space below him.

One of his Crew saw him falling, and sped as fast as they could over, but he couldn't be sure. Was he fast enough?

Indeed he was, catching him by a hair. Grinning, he flew way back towards the main ship, which was now at least 100 miles above them.

Setting his Captain down on the wing, he saluted his Captain and then flew off to finish the assault and then get out as fast as they could. Coyote grabbed the thing that had exploded earlier in bewilderment…

A letter?

Matt was shocked. He had done it, while he had an unmistakable cocky attitude it was still the first time taking down an enemy without backup, and in such a small ship. He slumped down to the ground, they were going to have to land at a station, and the ship was still wrecked beyond compare. He felt something warm and sticky on his forehead; he touched it with his hand and saw red. The exhaust fumes began to dirty all the captains. It was going to be a long recovery time, he sighed. Then suddenly, he heard an explosion, the mere noise of it startled him. He looked around in curiosity; nothing was more damaged then before. He then saw a crisp white envelope with an explosion on the stamp. Finding it was addressed to him he gingerly picked it up.

Upon opening it he found it was about a tournament his parents were in. He was speechless; ever since he lost his memories he had no idea who his parents were. Eager to find out whatever he could about them, he contacted the base with his temporary resignation and took a small shuttle to the place the letter had boomed of "Super Smash Brothers"

Coyote wearily got onto his ship, gasping as he felt the fresh-air. Shaking his head, he growled at the fact that his ship was now destroyed. He almost forgot about the letter he had in his hand until his crew back aboard, saying that there had been some successes but also some downfalls (a.k.a his ship) and one his crew asked, "What's the letter, boss?"

He shakes his head in his lack of knowledge about what was inside the letter, but opened it and realized that he had been invited to a Super Smash Brothers Tournament. He smirked, to himself. This is perfect. I can show myself and the rest of the world that I'm no failure, that I'm a good Capitan. Maybe Dad will be there as well... After explaining the matter, he packed his bags and then, at the sorrow-filled farewell from his crew, left in the extra starship, going Light-years a minute to get to Smash Mansion, preferably first.

Adella: Challenge time! Whoever can be the first to guess correctly why i chose exactly seven shipmates on Matt's ship, you will get a special fanfiction surprise!

Tarryn: Nice! Lol I'm a magical mind-reader though, so I already know. ;) Just kidding, what did you think of the Chapter, Readers?

Adella: Please review! Hint: My reasoning has something to do with doctors.

Tarryn: Hehe, sneaky now aren't we? Again, please review, it helps us get a better picture of the Chapter and what we can change. Family lists should be up soon if not today, so until next time! Bye!

Adella: We also have the entire romance aspect planned out... Love triangle anyone? Bye!