Author's note: Super Smash Bros: Ultimate comes out tomorrow so hype for that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Nintendo. I don't own Super Smash Bros. I don't own any of the characters or franchises in this story. I do own Nathaniel and the story.
Chapter 4: Nathaniel Joins the Battle!
The girl stared at me. I stared back. An awkward pause followed my introduction.
"Aren't you going to introduce yourself?" I asked.
"Maybe." She began to walk around me, still looking at me. Suddenly, I felt naked. She wasn't just looking at me, it was more like an analysis. She was peeking into my very soul.
After making a full circle, she stood in front of me and sighed. "Alright, I'll introduce myself then. My name is Crazy Hand."
"Do your parents hate you or something? Who names their kid Crazy?" I probably could have phrased that better.
Crazy Hand sighed, sounding as if she had heard this many times before, "It's not my actual name. It's more of an alias that I'm known by."
Before she could get another word out, my stomach rumbled. "Sorry."
Resting her face against a gloved hand, Crazy Hand sighed again. "Fine. I suppose food would be necessary to keep you focused on what I have to say."
Rummaging around in her bag again, Crazy Hand pulled out several green leaves.
"What, are we supposed to eat them?" I asked.
Muttering to herself (something about dim-witted, uncultured pigs), she threw the leaves down onto ground. Upon touching the ground, they created a cloud of smoke and once that had disappeared, a table and two chairs sat where the leaves used to be. Crazy gestured to a chair and sat down in the other.
Speechless, I took a seat as Crazy Hand began to rummage around in her bag again before pulling out a rather large picnic basket. Inside the basket were, sandwiches! I said a quick thanks and began to shove them in my mouth after Crazy Hand made a "go ahead" motion.
"Since you seem rather busy, I'll start. Simply put, you're in the world of Super Smash Bros. Two months ago, my brother, Master Hand, was captured by Galeem. Then, a month after that, Galeem managed to take the Smashers. I beli-"
"Wait wait wait wait wait. Who?" I swallowed some more sandwich before elaborating, "I have no idea what you're talking about. Galeem? The Smashers? What do you mean by the world of Super Smash Bros.?"
I think those nuggets of information were common knowledge from the shocked look Crazy Hand gave, "Are you serious?"
When I nodded, Crazy Hand sighed, "Didn't Super Smash Bros: Ultimate release in your world?"
"Dunno. I just woke up. I didn't remember my name or anything when I did."
"But you introduced yourself to me less than five minutes ago." she said, rather accusingly I might add.
"Oh yeah," I leaned back in my chair, feeling a little sick from how fast I ate the sandwiches. "Well, my name kinda came to my mind when I picked this up."
I pulled the figurine of Kirby from my pocket. As soon as she saw it, Crazy Hand snatched it from my hands immediately.
"It's an amiibo? Of Kirby?" She marvelled at it, turning it over in her hands.
"Is that what it's called?" I leaned across the table to get a better look at it. It was just a circular base with the pink puffball that tried killing me earlier sitting on it. He had a big smile as if he didn't have a care in the world.
Sitting back down, I asked, "What's so special about it? And what happened to the one that was attacking me? His name was Kirby?"
After putting the the amiibo away in her bag with enough caution to make someone think she was trying to put a glass container of acid inside, she turned to me and began to answer some of the questions I had on my mind. "Most likely, the one you fought, Kirby, is the amiibo."
"Really? Okay. I am not going to question how a four foot blob of murder can shrink into a handheld statue in the span of a few seconds but okay."
"Since you apparently lost your memories, I'll start at the beginning," she cleared her throat before beginning her tale.
"It began years ago. About twenty years more precisely, that my brother, Master Hand, wanted to host a tournament.
A tournament of epic proportions. The kind where the champions will have everlasting glory and riches. Even being able to participate in the tournament would a mark of the participants' skills and abilities. A tournament that was whispered between people, even years after it ended, about it and where people would wait with baited breath for the announcement of the next one.
But that was all he had decided. He did not know who he had wanted to invite to the tournament, how to host it or even what kind. His plans for the tournament was decided upon seeing the first smasher in action.
Smasher No. 1: Mario. Master Hand had seen his numerous exploits and heroics. Always valiantly saving the innocent from the clutches of evil. After seeing Mario save the princess again from Bowser, my brother had his inspiration. Host a fighting tournament between the greatest names known to the multiverse!
And so, he did. He gathered twelve fighters to participate in his grand tournament. Mario, the one who inspired the tournament, Donkey Kong, the king of the jungle, Link, champion of Hyrule, Samus, bounty hunter extraordinaire, Yoshi, the omnivore green dinosaur, Kirby, the pink puffball, Fox, leader of Star Fox, Pikachu, the electric mouse Pokemon, Luigi, Mario's brother, Ness, the PSI powerhouse, Captain Falcon, the supersonic F-Zero pilot, and Jigglypuff, the delightful balloon pokemon.
After a test by fighting them himself, Master Hand held the tournament to much widespread success. And so, he decided to hold another two years later.
He added more names to roster. Not just heroes this time, but their enemies as well as their allies. The newcomers for that tournament were Princess Peach, Bowser, the Ice Climbers, Sheik, Princess Zelda, Dr. Mario, Pichu, Falco, Marth, Young Link, Ganondorf, Mewtwo, Roy, and Mr. Game & Watch. That tournament was somewhat delayed due to a sudden bout of insanity on my part and accidently creating Giga Bowser from a wire frame. But it ended with Fox being the champion.
The tournament after that one had more newcomers. I'm tired of just listing names so I 'll tell you about the newcomers for the tournaments another time. That time, the tournament being postponed was not my fault. The tournament was postponed because of an old enemy of me and my brother's, Tabuu, decided to try and break free of his prison in Subspace. I'll tell you more about what Subspace is later, this is supposed to be an overview. The champion for that tournament was Meta Knight.
The most recent tournament was interrupted by, I guess you could say our dad, Master Core. Eventually, we made peace with him and managed to have the tournament with more fighters and the champion was yet another newcomer, Bayonetta.
Naturally, we decided to have another tournament due to how popular they were despite the constant interruptions by cosmic entities and-"
"Lemme guess," I interrupted, "the tournament got postponed due to another attack by some entity?"
"Yep," Crazy Hand confirmed, with a rather depressed sigh. "Galeem, this time. Like Tabuu, he started with capturing my brother before making any big moves. Unlike Tabuu, however, Galeem somehow created fake copies of my brother and as I said before, a month ago, Galeem then captured all the smashers."
"So we're boned."
"Not exactly. I'll be honest. I have no idea why or how you're here but I think you could definitely help rescue the smashers and defeat Galeem," Crazy Hand placed the Kirby amiibo onto the table. Kirby seemed to be looking at me with big pleading eyes as I stared back.
"Why can't you do it?"
"My powers and my brother's are basically two halves of the full set. If I use my powers, Galeem will be able to find me and capture me."
"Which is bad."
"Very bad. Once Galeem has both of us, his powers will become far greater than they have ever been."
I stood up and walked over to the edge of the cliff to look at the landscape. "I'll help."
Crazy begin to get up, "Good. Then le-"
"On one condition."
Crazy paused, staring hard at me. She then sat down with a sigh. "Fine. Name your condition."
I turned to look at her. "When this is all over, let me join the tournament."
She sputtered, blindsided by my condition. After regaining some composure, she replied, "I can't do that. My brother is the one in charge of inviting newcomers. However, I can put in a good word for you."
"Alright." I walked over to her as she stood up. I reached my hand out and she shook it, cementing our agreement.
Save File 2: Saved
Party: Nathaniel Ikeda, Crazy Hand
Items: Beam Sword
Smashers: Kirby
Author's Theater:
MG: *running in circles and screaming* JOKER'S IN SMASH! JOKER'S IN SMASH! OH MY DEITIES! OH MY! OIAFHRIGHREGIODFHIOHGIHAER!
MG: *collapses*
Crazy Hand: *sipping a cup of tea with Nathaniel* I think he might be dead.
Nathaniel: *shrugs* So? He's the author. He would have put us through a whole lot of misery