Author's Note- This chapter made me awkwardly cry while in the middle of the outlet with my grandma and cousin. Why?

BECAUSE META KNIGHT IS BABE AND IT ADDD CHAPEYRRNEKWJWJKWJENSKAKSKSNDNSKKSOHNO

Oops.

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Sarcasm by Get Scared

Meta Knight's eyes flashed red as he punched sandbag. There were two things wrong with that sentence.

1.) Meta Knight's eyes were yellow.

2.) Meta Knight doesn't do hand-to-hand combat. He uses a sword.

To put it lightly, the swordsman was very mad. He was just told by Master Hand, the one who takes care of them, that he was banned from the tournament. Banned! BANNED! He wasn't even told why, just that the fans of the Brawls didn't want him to be in it anymore.

Of course, he had to stay in Smashville until the tournament ended, due to the fact that the teleporters didn't work until the end. And also, he was still allowed to participate in Brawls that didn't count, but just not anything else. He was the only one Master Hand told, but news always spread quickly in the Smash Mansion. Though at first he was confused why everyone suddenly knew, he eventually found out. It turns out that Popo had eavesdropped on Meta's and Master Hand's conversation and had told everyone at lunch. They were already giving him odd looks, but when Master Hand had to blast the knight into a wall and knock him out to prevent him from killing Popo, he was avoided completely.

Idiotic kids.

He might as well just have asked Fox if he could drive him back to Dreamland. Leaving would be better than being ignored for a year, anyways. Even Kirby and Dedede wouldn't talk to him because they were frightened.

Meta punched sandbag again. If that stupid child hadn't listened to them, he would be treated normally. People thought he was creepy and very powerful, sure, but they knew he was an honorable fighter and quite nice when you didn't treat him badly. He lifted his mask the tiniest bit and wiped some sweat off his brow. Of course, people would've began to realize he wasn't participating in any Brawls.

Grumbling in frustration, Meta Knight snatched his mask off of his face and tossed it to the ground with a clanging noise.

The mask rolled around the ground before finally landing, a small crack forming by the eye slot. The mask was like Meta Knight... The crack would only grow and grow with time, and so would his insanity.

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Author's Note- Awe.

My poor baby~