Well, I'm back for another chapter…. This should be fun. I hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 2

"Just a friendly reminder, my wonderful employees," Bowser said over a loud speaker as he batted his eye lashes, "you are all currently working on brainstorming ideas for new fighters. On paper! I will be coming around to each of your offices in five minutes, to check up on your worthless excuses you idiots call 'work.'" Everyone dropped their ping pong paddles.

"Mama mia," the now reconstructed Mario said, "we shouldn't have-a been taking a break while Bowser was-a doing 'things' to those pictures of-a Peach-a! RUN!" At those words, Smash Corp was driven into complete chaos. Mario used a Starman and started running like a maniac, back to his office. Pikachu bit into Donkey Kong, gaining a free ride, as he slapped people into walls. Link was one of these victims, and was hit so hard that he broke through a wall, landing on the pavement below.

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF NAYRU, MY LEEEEEEG!" Link was trembling in pain, and at the loss of blood. "Oh, hi Toon Link." Toon Link gurgled in response, still sticking to the ground in a bloody mess. Samus, who used her Speed Booster to plow through everybody, was having no trouble at all making it back to her office. Kirby got kicked by the entire crowd, and was bouncing off of walls and people alike. Fox didn't run at all. He didn't need to give Bowser a written report, he had his voice! That's just how good he is. Pit, being his loyal self, was rapidly writing his emails to Mega Man and Villager, never being on break at all. Everyone, back at their offices, began to write as though their lives depended on it, which is ironic because that simile has truth to it. They will DIE if they don't hand in something.

"ALRIGHT, EVERYONE SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" Bowser spat through the loud speaker. "Time's up! I'm comin' around to read you what is hopefully going to be beautiful masterpieces of reports. Amuse me. Or you get my revolver to the face!" Bowser blew his office door off its hinges with a blow from his kick. Everyone in the Smash Cast popped their heads out of their office doors in fear, except Samus because she's a bad ass. Bowser slowly walked toward his first victim, who was none other than his arch rival, Mario. "Ahhh….. Good to see you're back together. Give me the report."

"B-but I never had the chance to—"

"GIVE ME THE FUCKING REPORT YOU FUCKING SHIT FUCKER FUCK!"

"….You need-a to learn-a English-a."

"The irony of this conversation is killing me. But this will kill you more!" Bowser pinned Mario to the ground as he slowly loaded his revolver, bullet, by bullet. Mario began to cry, knowing that he may find himself in bloody pieces again. "Last chance fat ass. Do you have the repo-too slow!" Bowser pulled the trigger. Oddly enough, the bullet that went into Mario's head caused him to violently explode, causing Mario bits to fly everywhere in the office. "I love my nuke bullets. Oh Dr. Mario…. Do I have a job for you!"

"I already have the snow shovel…" Dr. Mario said sadly. Bowser slowly rose to his feet, but not after eating a Mario nugget.

"Mmmm. Tangy!" Bowser picked his teeth with one of Mario's fingers. "Now then, Donkey Kong…." Bowser leaped into the air, landing at the door of Donkey Kong's office. Banana peels were littered everywhere, and poop piles dominated whatever space was left over. "Okay. No. You. Monkey. Get the shovel when Stitch 'Em Up Guy is done with Mario. And learn to use the fucking bathroom for God's sake! Or Lysol or something…." Bowser pinched his nose in disgust as Bowser thought of a way to get around going in there. "Ah! LINK. GET YOUR FUCKING BITCH ASS OVER HERE!"

"Oh. You want my report already? Sorry. I couldn't do it, seeing I got THROWN OUT A DAMN OFFICE BUILDING AND I'M IN A FULL BODY CAST!" Link screamed, bloody spit flying onto the ground below him. "So you're not getting a report, even if you threaten me."

"ONLY I CAN FUCKING YELL!" Bowser slashed at Link's face, causing him to bleed more. "AND WHO AUTHORIZED YOU TO GET A CAST?!"

"Adam."

"Adam…. Adam Malcovich?" Suddenly, Adam walked into the office.

"Any objections, Lady?" he stated. Samus suddenly walked up to him, as sad piano music mysteriously started playing. You know, the song that played when Samus rescued Adam's helmet from that hell hole of a ship?

"You…you're alive?"

"Yes. The Federation's cloning program isn't limited to Metroids and other aliens. Now then, any objections—"

"Don't ever fucking say that again," stated Samus plainly. "You made me go through hell and back with NOTHING, even though I had all of my suit upgrades. Hell, you made me go through a VOLCANO, and it took you like two hours to realize I was dying from heat damage and authorize my dam Varia Suit!" Samus froze him with her Ice Beam and shot a Super Missile at him, causing him to shatter into pieces. "Take my damn report". Samus thrust a sheet of paper at Bowser. "I'll be on my not- so-merry way."

Bowser pretended to carefully analyze the report. "Hmm…. So you want Ridley to be a fighter? BWA HA HA! I thought he made you have flash backs and made you cry!"

"The writing of that game was….abysmal" Samus shuddered. "But the pay was good. Don't expect that from again. I only acted like that because I just want the excuse to blow him up. They wanted me to cry, so I did. He only killed everyone I ever remotely cared about or whatever…so it's a good trade off."

"Eh." Bowser lit the paper on fire. "Who's next…. Ah. PIT. GET YOUR PREPUBESCENT SCRAWNY ASS OVER HERE!" At these words, Pit quickly emerged out of his office, galloping over to Bowser with a big grin on his face; report in hand.

"Hey, Bowser! I decided to forgive you for the other day. Gotta laugh at ourselves once in awhile!" Bowser's eyes became slits. He hated seeing this kid happy. "Anyway, I'm 14. I'm not prepubescent! Look at these thighs!" Pit did a ridiculous pose that even Captain Falcon would be proud of. "Could a little kid be in such great shape?" Bowser had steam coming out of his nose. He was losing his patience. "Ooh! So I emailed Villager and Megaman. Villager was really excited! He said he was gathering his tools and furniture, and he's on his way, whatever that means…." Pit scratched his head. Why would anyone want to bring furniture to work? "And look! He sent me this…leaf. No idea why, but it's cool!"

"Pit. You are giving me the urge to do horrible things to you…. I suggest you hurry up before you end up like your friend Mario…." Bowser pulled out a minigun, a combat knife, and a mace from his shell. This didn't faze Pit at all, as he happily continued his report.

"And Megaman was all friendly too! He's coming along. He'll be here tomorrow with Villager, ready to work. And that's my report!" Pit stared at Bowser; his blue eyes glistening, as he smiled childishly.

"Uh huh. Well, that was a waste-"

"Ooh ooh! Wait!" Bowser groaned loudly as he started tapping his foot. "I even went the extra mile and also came up with new fighter ideas!" Pit pulled out a second report from his tunic. "I think that Magnus would be a cool guy for the game. He's got a big sword, and he's all super strong! And then there's…." Pit began to blush slightly. "…Lady Palutena. She could use her powers of light in battle. And she could use claws or something, like in my game. And…." Pit turned even redder as he lost things to say.

"No."

"Aw, come on! They could be great fighters! Especially Lady Palutena…."

"No. I will have nobody's mommy in my game."

"She's not my mom…. I have no mom." Bowser paused at this statement. It was surprising how quickly a person could change moods, especially the idiotic kid full of happy energy in front of him. Quickly, before Pit went on about his stupid life story, Bowser pushed him out of the way.

"And this is why I'm hoping you'll never have a sequel. I don't want to hear about how you're all alone, and I'm sure nobody else does. Now go away." Pit looked down sadly; his long brown hair covered his eyes. Seeing this, something happened inside Bowser, and it made him feel very uncomfortable. Was he…actually feeling bad? He suddenly found himself thinking of ways to make Pit feel better. It gave him a migraine. "Pit, go into the lounge. I think you need some ice cream." Pit looked up slowly, tears threatening to spill out.

"Do you also have pizza?"

"Ugh…fine. I'll order you a pi-"

"Thanks, Bowser! You're a true friend! Alright!" Pit, once again happy, jumped into the air, and sped down the hall, eager to get his abnormal amount of food.

"Okay…. Who's ne-ext? Kir-Kir….huh?" Bowser suddenly had searing pain in his head. It felt like someone just stabbed him through his skull. He started thrashing around in pain, spewing fire in all directions. Everyone could only simply stare in nonexistent horror, as their terrible boss collapsed.