(A/N) Alright, so I decided to go ahead and try getting another chapter out there because why not? I honestly have no idea how long it's going to be before things really get started. I'm thinking this might be a decently long story, which should be fine since school is nearing the end for me, which will allow more time.

Also, for the sake of the story I have in mind, yes there will be a human version of one of the characters. I'm going to try to limit this as much as possible so again, bear with me.

Finally, thank you to those who reviewed! It made me feel tons better to hear all of the nice things people had to say about this(:

Anyway, here we go!

"I don't get it. Where would Mr. Game & Watch disappear to?"

Fox's eyes flickered up to the avian pilot positioned across the table from him. Falco's voice barely held any concern since Mr. Game and Watch wasn't a close companion of either fighter, yet his eyes displayed a different emotion. Ever since the 2-D man went missing a few days prior, the mansion had quickly fallen apart.

Master Hand insisted on continuing matches while conducting a search with hope of finding the missing fighter, something the vulpine was unsure if he agreed with or not. Not like there was much he could do anyway since he wasn't in charge...

"I'm sure he'll turn up," Fox mumbled through his food, refusing to look at his companion since that was a statement he did not completely have faith in himself. "Master Hand doesn't take these kinds of things very lightly, you know?"

Falco leaned back in his chair and grunted, unsatisfied. "Right. Because making the rest of us keep on fighting and pretending that everything is normal is definitely not taking it lightly."

"Falco," Fox began, "He probably doesn't want anyone to freak out. Stopping all the matches and demanding that everyone pitch into a big search for one person has the chance of making people freak out."

"You sure seem calm about this."

Fox shrugged his shoulders. "I just don't think we need to be panicking over something that we aren't totally sure about. He might turn up later today, or even tomorrow. We don't know anything really."

"Yeah. You're way too calm about this."

Fox said nothing as he stood up and pushed his chair in with the heel of his boot, the chair squeaking unpleasantly against the wood flooring. He made his way out of the dining hall, running his hands through the tuft of fur on his forehead.

He cared. It's not that he didn't care about one of his fellow smashers vanishing into thin air. When his father James McCloud vanished a few years back, Fox felt his entire world crumble around him. It didn't seem to matter that he still had Peppy, who basically became his surrogate father, or Slippy and Falco, who were brothers to him. His father was the only blood relative he had left, and then he was gone. Snatched away from him. It had just gotten to the point where Fox had conditioned himself to not panic, to stay calm and collected.

He couldn't freak out.

Electricity flowed throughout the room, littered with computers and various other types of technology. Pikachu felt it. She felt it tickling her cheeks and making her fur stand up, a sensation she had learned to get used to and accept. She closed her eyes and analyzed the feeling, guessing at the differing amounts of voltage coursing through her veins. Being a Pokémon had its advantages, no doubt. Pikachu accepted that and used it to her advantage. The power to control electricity was more of a blessing than a curse she deduced.

The sound of a drill snapped Pikachu back into the present. She looked over to see Snake leaning over the work bench, focused on the task in front of him. A robot moved about the room, gathering tools and placing them on the table in front of the man at work. Snake sat up for a moment, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and exhaling, a grey cloud of smoke floating around his head.

"Almost done," he said, lifting up a bracelet and holding it in front of the light. The silver band wasn't much to look at, but the rainbow shaded gem in the center caught the eye of the mouse. The corners of her lips twitched upwards, and her mouth fell back into a flat line when Snake placed bracelet back onto the table.

R.O.B looked at her before returning its attention to the man working.

Snake grinned and turned his chair to face the two other smashers who were present in the room. "Pikachu, it's finished. You should be able to change into your human form twice as fast now." He handed the bracelet to the mouse, who squealed in delight and placed it on her wrist.

Pikachu's eyes lit up, her small paws stroking the gem encased in the middle. She lifted her head and smiled at the man who worked hours for her. "Thanks so much for this Snake. I'll take good care of it."

"Would hope so, mouse. It wasn't easy fixing that thing. Maybe you should consider taking the bracelet off before you run around fighting the others. One malfunction and you could end up stuck in one form permanently."

Pikachu pursed her lips at Snake before returning her attention back to the bracelet. She stood up, flexing her tail, before pressing down on the gem. A light encased her body and when it faded, Snake found himself looking at a petite blonde female with ears and a tail identical to the ones Pikachu had a few seconds prior. Pikachu grinned as she inspected her body, tossing her long blonde ponytail over her shoulder.

"Perfect."

"Master Hand. Don't you believe it is time to stop the matches? No one has seen King Dedede nor Toon Link all day now. The smashers are beginning to get worried," Zelda commented, crossing her arms over her chest. She stared the floating hand down, and swore that if he had a face, it would probably be a mixture of nervousness and a failing attempt to remain calm.

She jumped slightly when his hand balled into a fist and slammed down on the desk in his office, the sound causing the room to shake. "Absolutely not!" He yelled. Master Hand pointed a finger at the princess and she in return raised an eyebrow at him. "We have a reputation to keep up here. We, under no circumstance, can cancel the matches until this issue truly begins to threaten the Smash Mansion."

"Threaten?!" Zelda screeched out. "You are going to sit here and wait for everyone to disappear before you take action? There will be no reputation left for you to uphold if all of the residents you have staying here are gone!"

"Princess Zelda, I understand fully well your concern about what has been occurring the past week. Regardless, there have been only three fighters go missing, and I have in fact been undergoing an investigation. Focus on what you are here for, and allow me to focus on my business."

"But-" she began, before Master Hand's booming voice overtook her own.

"Enough! I am going to have to ask you to leave now. I am very busy."

Zelda said nothing else, turning on her heel and slamming the door behind her, causing the picture frames hung around the office to shake and become crooked. Master Hand stayed unmoving for a minute, eventually floated down into his chair defeated, and heaving out a fatigued sigh.

"What are we going to do?"