Author's Note:
Yes, as you can tell by the chapter title...this is an Overwatch chapter, made in celebration of Overwatch being released on the Switch next week. For two years, I've been longing to do something Overwatch-related in this story, and now my wish has come true. Guest reviews:
"Is Sothis gonna be invisible to everyone but the Fire Emblem characters when she shows up? Is Gruntilda gonna find ways to restore her youth when she shows up? Will Mumbo and Wumba bury the hatchet when the other Banjo Kazooie characters show up? Will the mystery person in the photo be revealed when the Persona 5R chapter happens? And finally, what are your thoughts on The House of The Dead 1 and 2 getting remakes for Switch?"
Sothis will only be invisible to everyone except for Byleth and Beleth. Gruntilda won't be seeking methods to restore her youth; she'll just be an old hag. Mumbo and Wumba might bury the hatchet. The mystery person in the photo might be revealed. And I don't know much about House of the Dead, other than the characters in that Sonic racing game, but it's pretty neat that an arcade game is getting remade for the Switch. Another guest review:
"Zelda Albw already appeared?"
Yes, she has appeared; she goes by Researcher Zelda in this story. Derick Lindsey has a thought he would like to share:
"I thought about this before but I was like **** if only this fic was introduced a few years earlier I would have so wanted a crossover with the cast from ICarly since the location of the show was Seattle Washington."
iCarly was like my guilty pleasure back then; thought it was weird at the time for a guy like me to watch a show like iCarly. A crossover with the cast from that show wouldn't work without...erm, bending the rules, but even then, it probably wouldn't work. One last review, from PinkRose4452:
"1. Since it's almost Halloween, can Dracula make an appearance on the Halloween chapter?
2. Can Sojiro make an appearance? Also, can Sojiro and Joker make curry for some of the residents to try?
3. Can Crazy Hand get more screentime?
4. Can the Goose that keeps attacking Cortex and didn't leave the mansion become a resident?"
1. Eh...if I do a Halloween chapter, on the 25th, then maybe Dracula will show up.
2. Sojiro will appear, and he and Joker will be making some curry.
3. Crazy Hand most definitely needs some more screentime.
4. I like to think of the goose as an "unofficial" resident. Make of that what you will.
Episode 199: Overwatch
Mario was, by all means, a pretty chill dude - nothing ever brought the plumber down. No matter what happened, and no matter the circumstance, Mario remained vigilant no matter what was thrown at him. And being the hero that he was, Mario sure knew a thing or two about patience and perseverance - two qualities that Master Hand never really possessed.
The patience and perseverance of Mario made the plumber a very attractive option for the officiant role at Fox and Krystal's wedding. And ever since Mario was named the officiant of the wedding, his relations with Fox and Falco have changed, as the pilots were now interested in how plumber handled himself leading up to the big wedding day. While Fox was originally on board with Mario as the officiant, it took a while for Falco to eventually come around.
The patient and persevered Mario went to the mansion, to pay his mansion buddies a friendly visit. The plumber happily entered the living room, and saw Pit and Kirby playing games on a gaming console, with Incineroar watching on the living room couch. But the gaming console that was being played was what grabbed Mario's attention the most.
"Dang it, Pit, you missed the Jiggy piece!" frowned Kirby, as he and Pit were playing Banjo-Tooie. Due to the game's title, Pit apparently thought that Banjo-Tooie was a two-player game. The angel and Kirby somehow found a way to make things work out for both.
"I told you, I'm not collecting the Jiggy pieces until I'm finished with the level," replied Pit, who was trying to collect some musical notes. "You know how hard it is to collect everything in one go?"
"I mean, that's how one usually plays a collectathon game..." While Pit and Kirby...but mostly Pit...played the video game, the two friends were oblivious to Mario, who was standing in the living room with his mouth agape.
"Are you boys-a okay?" Mario asked Pit and Kirby, as he approached the two friends. Pit would pause the game, as he and Kirby looked back at Mario.
"I had a minor case of acid reflex, but other than that, I think I'm fine," replied Pit, before taking note of Mario's very shocked face. "What's the matter with you? Are you the one who's not okay?"
"What is that disgraceful gaming console doing in-a the mansion?" Mario pointed at the gaming console that Pit and Kirby were playing on...which happened to be an Xbox One. One of the few items that was banned from the mansion.
"Did someone say that they weren't okay?!" questioned Terry, somehow able to hear Mario from a far distance as he showed up at the living room. "Mario, what's the problem at hand?!"
"These two are playing on-a the Xbox One!" Mario said to Terry, pointing accusingly at Pit and Kirby. Terry gasped, for he knew how big of a deal it was to have a non-Nintendo console in the mansion.
Terry: Thanks in part to Master Hand, I've been conditioned to believe that playing on the Xbox, let alone having an Xbox, is a major offense in the Smash Mansion. All consoles manufactured by Microsoft are banned, it seems like. Heck, you can't even have a Microsoft computer at this place! It's no wonder we have so many Apple computers!
Isabelle: Is it wrong to shun Microsoft, given that Microsoft was founded in Seattle? I've made that argument to Master Hand a few times before, and every time he gives me the cold shoulder. Or he'll just ignore me for the rest of the day, for bringing up the "evil company".
"But Mario, Masahiro Sakurai said that if we wanted to play a Banjo-Kazooie game, we have to do it on the Xbox One!" Pit expressed to Mario, reiterating the very words of the Smash godfather himself.
"Nope, no ands, ifs, or buts - I want-a you to take that wretched console outta here," commanded Mario, with his vitriol for Microsoft on display. Gotta wonder if Master Hand passed down his Microsoft hatred to Mario and others. "Throw it in the trash-a where it belongs!"
"We can't just throw away something we've spent $180 on," stated Kirby; just hearing that Pit and Kirby spent their money on an Xbox nearly gave Mario a stroke, as the plumber clutched his chest and fell to the floor.
"Mario! Are you okay?!" Terry frantically asked the plumber, who was now acting like he was having a panic attack. Angered, Terry looked at Pit and Kirby. "See what you boys have done?"
"I heard Mario collapsing from a mile away!" shouted the Flying Man, rushing to the scene as he entered the living room and knelt at Mario's side. The best grabbed Mario, and slapped the plumber silly. "Snap out of it, Mario!"
"Pit and Kirby bought an Xbox, and brought it to the mansion," Terry whispered to the Flying Man, who stopped slapping Mario and gasped at Terry out of shock. The Flying Man glared down Pit and Kirby, for their transgression.
"Aw, you too Flying Man?" groaned Pit, who felt like everyone was overreacting for no reason. Master Hand could've paid them off. "It's not that big of a deal."
"You best get that cursed Xbox out of the mansion, if you know what's good for you..." the Flying Man frowned at Pit and Kirby. Pit sighed, as he turned off the Xbox and unplugged the console from the wall, with Kirby's help.
"Can't wait till Sakurai encourages us to play Persona on the PlayStation..." Pit had this to say as he, Kirby, and Incineroar made their leave, while the Flying Man and Terry tried to bring back Mario's senses. Imagine how Mario would've felt if he had heard Pit mention the PlayStation...
Having been brought back to his senses, Mario would enjoy some beef jerky in the kitchen with the men that saved him - Terry, and the Flying Man. Mario and friends were enjoying themselves.
"You should've seen your face when you fell to the floor, Mario," Terry said to the plumber, after he took a bite from his beef jerky. "You were like this..." Terry would make a funny-looking face, as Mario and the Flying Man laughed.
"Indeed, you looked like you had tasted those jelly beans Slippy apparently liked," the Flying Man said to Mario, before he felt shivers down his spine. "Don't know how anyone could eat those...revolting things."
"Eh, it's Slippy, he would eat-a just about anything," shrugged Mario, knowing that Slippy had no standards. Slippy would make for a terrible food critic. "He's the only person I know that would-a eat at Chef Kawasaki's all-you-can-eat buffet."
"Hey fellas, mind if I have some beef jerky?" Cilan asked Mario and company; the connoisseur was in the kitchen, cooking some rice for tonight's dinner. Chinese food was on the menu.
"No can do, this beef jerky is only for men," replied the Flying Man, as Cilan looked quite offended. The Flying Man would let out a hearty laugh. "Ah, I'm just pulling your tail. You may have a slice, Cilan."
Flying Man: Beef jerky is truly the food for mankind, as it builds strong bones and makes fit bodies! Everyone says that milk gives you strong bones, but that's obviously propaganda. Never listen to the government, little children!
As the Flying Man offered a slice of beef jerky to Cilan, Fox peeked inside the kitchen and saw the officiant for his wedding, Mario. The pilot looked like he wanted to put Mario to the test.
"Yo, Mario! What it do, wedding officiant?" Fox greeted the plumber, standing at the kitchen entrance. "I think we got some visitors outside."
"Unwanted visitors?" inquired Mario, scaring the remainder of his beef jerky down his mouth. Better not choke himself. "Or are they guests?"
"Well...let's just say that it's a little bit of both. How about you come outside with me, and I'll show you?"
So Mario followed Fox outside, where Falco was present. The plumber was lying low, hiding himself in some shrubbery with Fox and Falco. He was unsure what was going on, but decided to reserve his judgement till later.
"See those dudes over there?" Falco whispered to Mario, as he pointed at a group of individuals hanging around at the mansion's front yard. Squinting his eyes, Mario made out the individuals...a gorilla, a cyborg ninja, and most importantly, a brunette in a yellow bodysuit. Mario recognized the third individual.
"What a minute, I know who that lady is..." responded Mario, quickly recognizing the brunette's face. It was clear as day who it was. "...that's Tracer! And she's with her Overwatch pals!"
"Woah Nelly, Tracer and the gang is at the mansion?" exclaimed Fox, mentally slapping himself for not realizing it was Tracer sooner. "Why do you think they're here?"
"Maybe they're looking for a battle somewhere, but got lost," assumed Falco; an Overwatch battle taking place on the mansion grounds would be quite chaotic.
"What-a ever their reason for being here is...I'm gonna introduce-a myself to them," said Mario, appearing out from the shrubbery as he walked over to Tracer and company. Something that Fox and Falco were against.
"No, Mario, you're supposed to keep a low profile!" Fox whispered to Mario, but that didn't matter. Whenever there were guests around, Mario was always the one to act cordial and friendly.
When Mario approached Tracer and company, he suddenly tripped on a rock and fell to the ground, landing face-first. Fox and Falco saw the plumber's blunder, and winced out of sympathy. Not exactly a good first impression.
"Is having a battle at this location such a good idea?" the gorilla asked Tracer, looking around and scoping the area. Not enough room for the Overwatch heroes to work with. "And with there being a mansion and a tower...not a good test location, if you ask me."
"Silly Winston, it's not like we'll be taking the fighting inside!" Tracer cheekily smiled at the gorilla, before looking down to her left and seeing Mario on the ground. Curious, Tracer went over to Mario, with Winston and the cyborg ninja following her.
"You think he might be dead?" Winston asked Tracer, seeing that there was no response from Mario. The gorilla poked Mario's back, and got no response.
"Only one way to find out..." Tracer looked towards the cyborg ninja, and seeing the sword in his hand. "...Genji, would you like to do the honors?"
"Sure thing, but don't ask surprised if I kill this man..." the cyborg ninja, Genji, replied as he positioned himself next to Mario. He held his sword up high, his blade held over Mario's back...
"NO, WAIT, STOP!" shouted Cappy, coming alive as he appeared in front of Genji and waved his hands. "Don't do it! Mario's not dead or anything, he just...he had a wee little accident."
"I'm sorry, did you just say...Mario?" Tracer asked Cappy, looking at the talking hat with a strong sense of intrigue. "As in, the famous plumber Mario?"
"Um, yes I did...pretty sure everyone and their mom knows Mario! Unless someone doesn't have a mom, that is..."
"Stupid rock...I oughta move-a it somewhere else," frowned Mario, mouth full of dirt as he pulled himself off the ground. The plumber spat out the dirt, before standing up on his feet and dusted himself off.
"Hi there, Tracer's the name!" Tracer greeted Mario, immediately introducing herself as she knelt down and looked at Mario straight in the face. "You must be, Mario, is that correct?"
"Why yes, that would-a be me!" smiled Mario, quickly regaining his confidence and composure. Cappy returned to Mario's head, as Fox and Falco kept watch. "And you must-a be Tracer, although you...already stated-a your name."
"I am Winston, and I am a scientist," Winston introduced himself to Mario, holding out his hand to the plumber. "You might not believe it, but me and my family came from the moon..."
"Shush, Winston, I'm speaking here..." Tracer angrily shushed the gorilla and waved him off, before turning her attention back to Mario. "...well, Mario, I've heard plenty of stories about you. And you're even shorter than I imagined!"
"I'm only five-a foot one...I'm not that short," replied Mario, as Tracer looked at the plumber with a wry smile. "...at least-a that's how I think."
Fox: This shouldn't be happening...Mario and Tracer, they've already got along! With most normal people, it would take a while for Mario to gel with someone he just met. But Tracer? She became Mario's friend, in less than a minute!
Falco: You know what I think, Fox? I think Tracer secretly has it out for Mario. She came to Seattle, just to kill Mario!
Fox: Okay, let's pause for a sec...why in the world would someone like Tracer want to kill Mario for?
Falco: Think about it. Tracer has been getting a lot of traction in regards to being an icon...killing an even bigger icon in Mario would be a great way for her to gain even more traction!
Fox: Shoot, you might be one to something - haven't really thought about it that way. Tracer definitely can't be trusted now.
"So, where are the rest-a of your friends?" Mario asked Tracer and company, looking around for any Overwatch heroes."I know it can't-a be just you guys."
"They should be here in the next couple of minutes," replied Tracer, before looking up at the sky. Like she was expecting someone to make a grand entrance. "I just hope that I didn't get the address mixed up.."
Suddenly Tracer saw a pink mech flying up in the sky, before making its descent towards the mansion grounds. The mech would soon make its landing, as Mario marveled at the sight. After the mech landed, the hatch opened, as a certain South Korean brunette in a blue bodysuit poked her head out.
"Annyeong, eotteohge jinae!" the South Korean brunette greeted Tracer and company in her native Korean tongue, smiling and flashing a peace sign. It was none over than D. Va, gamer girl and mech pilot aficionado.
"Hello, D. Va!" Tracer said to the gamer girl, who leaped out of the pink mech. Fox and Falco, still watching, tried to hold in their excitement. "About time you made it here. Mind saying hello to Mario?"
"Is this Mario, right here?" D. Va asked Tracer, as she pointed downwards at Mario. The way the gamer girl was pointing at Mario was making the plumber feel some type of way. "He's even shorter in person!"
"The hits-a just keep on coming, don't they..." sighed Mario - before D. Va grabbed the plumber off the ground, and held him tight. "Stop it, I'm not a teddy bear! I'm-a squeamish, and also very sterile!"
"Ooh, he even feels soft to the touch, too! Although that could be his overalls...can we keep him, pretty please?" Bringing someone like Mario along with her would be a dream come true for D. Va.
"That wouldn't be the best idea..." replied Genji, as Mario started gasping for air. D. Va would quickly place Mario back on his feet, as a portal was suddenly summoned from a distance...
Daisy was still putting on weight, albeit at a slower pace, and it was a huge concern to the princess' husband, Luigi. Luigi, who was determined to help Daisy lose weight whether she wanted to or not, did his best to change up his wife's eating habits. Gone were the junk food and the sweets...eggs, tuna, and beans were now on the menu, at the Luigi household.
"How are-a you liking your yogurt?" Luigi asked Daisy, who was in the living room eating some yogurt. Which was one of the few snacks that Daisy was allowed to eat, while she was in her house.
"I really would appreciate it if you hadn't bought the store-brand yogurt..." replied Daisy, eating a spoonful of yogurt and trying to stomach it through. "...you know how plain it tastes."
Luigi: I know Daisy doesn't wish-a to lose weight, partly because-a of how hard it might be, but I must prove-a to my love that I'm at her side-a no matter what. So, to show a little solidarity with-a Daisy, I've decided to eat the same-a food that she eats. Even encouraged-a Yuffie to do the same-a thing! We're all in this, together.
Yuffie: *sighs* It's official, Luigi doesn't actually care about Daisy losing weight or anything...he just wants me to suffer. Wonder if Marth and Caeda would let me move in...
Luigi: I mean, this yogurt isn't too bad... *eats a spoonful of yogurt, then grimaces out of sheer disgust* ...DAISY, PLEASE, JUST LOSE-A SOME WEIGHT ALREADY!
"Like I told-a you before, the plainer the yogurt, the healthier it is," stated Luigi, acting like he was some kind of healthy food expert, as Daisy rolled her eyes at her husband. As Daisy continued to eat her yogurt reluctantly, Rotom approached Luigi.
"At least three or four portals have been spotted within the vicinity of your home, zzrt!" the plasma Pokemon alerted Luigi, who was left intrigued. Unless the portals mentioned didn't come from an alternate dimension.
"Where exactly, in-a the vicinity of my home?" asked Luigi, as Rotom led the green plumber to an open window. Luigi looked out through the window, and saw a few portals here and there, with people exiting them.
"Is that crazy conspiracy couple back for our trash bags again, Luigi?" Daisy asked her husband, who kept looking through the window and saw a man with a cowboy hat exit the portal. Tracer ran up to the man, happily greeting him.
"No, but judging by these-a guests..." responded Luigi, scratching his chin curiously as a few more folks exited from the portals. "...I have a hunch-a for what might be going down-a today."
Cloud had little to no regrets over how he treated Lucina, in the last episode - the man just wanted to relax in peace on his blue bean bag, but Lucina refused to leave him alone. Had the bean bag been any color other than blue, Lucina probably wouldn't have made such a big deal.
But what was in the past was in the past, and the only thing that Cloud could focus on was the present, right now. And what the swordsman planned to do right now was hang around in the gaming room, hoping that the vibe would be somewhat peaceful.
"Gaming room sounds awfully noisy..." observed Cloud, hearing some very loud party music from down the hallway. The swordsman saw Diddy Kong and Goemon exit the gaming room, and both were all smiles.
"Man, he really showed me up in that breakdancing dance-off!" Diddy said to Goemon, sweating buckets as he wiped away the sweat off his face with his cap. "But I could've beaten him!"
"Shoulda woulda coulda...just admit it, you had your chance and blew it!" responded Goemon, struggling to maintain his indoor voice. But at least he learned a few manners here and there. "That faceplant you did sealed the deal!"
"Excuse me guys, but what's with the music from the gaming room?" Cloud approached Diddy and Goemon, wanting some answers right away. The swordsman was suddenly inclined to relaxing in his favorite spot, the hammock.
"Some Brazilian DJ is playing some dancehall music with K.K. Slider," replied Diddy, unable to contain his excitement. "You gotta check him out!"
Check the Brazilian DJ out Cloud did, as the swordsman rushed to the gaming room. When he entered, he saw K.K. Slider at the turntables, throwing down some tunes with the Brazilian DJ Diddy had spoken of.
"C'mon people, give yourselves to the rhythm!" the Brazilian DJ encouraged the residents in the gaming room, as they were all getting crunk. No way could Cloud possibly relax in this setting. "Let the beat flow through you!"
"Show off more of your fabulous dance moves, Lucio!" King Dedede encouraged the Brazilian DJ, who started breakdancing on the stage for the crowd. Everyone save for Cloud was impressed.
"LET'S GO LUCIO...LUCIO NUMBER ONE..." cheered R.O.B., causing Lucio to smile. Done with his breakdancing routine, Lucio stood back up on the stage while Cloud was still looking unimpressed.
"Is it a party in here or what?!" The crowd would respond with empathetic cheers, as Lucio started smiling even more. "Yeah, that's what I like to hear! Good vibes, everyone, good vibes!"
Lucio: As a freedom fighter, it is my duty to inspire social change, around the world. And what better way to do that, than through music? Music is the soul of life that not only rocks our bodies, but unites people of different creeds and nations together. The Smash Mansion is a great place to spread my message, and let everyone know what I'm all about! So far, seems like everyone I've met is a fan...
"Hey buddy, what's with all the house music?" Cloud asked Lucio, as he hopped on stage. K.K. Slider would stop the music, as Cloud confronted Lucio. "I think it's too early to be having a party."
"You are sorely mistaken, my blonde friend - for I am playing dancehall music," Lucio corrected Cloud, who couldn't care less if he was corrected or not. "The finest dancehall music Brazil has to offer!"
"Yeah, yeah...dancehall, house, both are the same thing. But what are you even doing here? Who told you that you could come in here, and start playing your dumb party music?"
"Quit being such a buzzkill, Cloud!" Waluigi shouted at the swordsman, as some of the residents started jeering at Cloud. "We were all having a great time, before you had to come up in here and be a party pooper!"
"Shut up, you guys, this is my conversation, not yours," Cloud told the jeering residents, before returning his attention to Lucio. "Look, man, I just wanted to relax here, that's all. So can you please..."
"But look at how big this mansion is!" exclaimed Lucio, as he held his arms out wide to demonstrate how big the mansion truly was. "There's other places that you can go and chill out! Sounds to me like you're just acting miserable for no reason!"
"Well, I'm not willing to take any chances, at least not for today. So how about you just take your dancehall music or whatever somewhere else, preferably outside, and we'll let bygones be bygones?"
"Party ended already, Lucio?" Tracer asked the Brazilian DJ, as she appeared in the gaming room. She saw Lucio and Cloud, confronting each other, and was hoping that a fight wouldn't break out.
"No Tracer, the party is still on - just trying to have a peaceful convo with Mr. Fun Hater over here." Mr. Fun Hater? That was certainly a moniker that could catch on around the mansion. "Party's gonna start back up soon!"
"Oh okay, just wondering! Because the rest of the others have finally arrived in town...I figured they might wanna come here and unwind. This gaming room is a pretty great place to unwind, I'll admit..."
"Tracer...I LOVE YOU!" Waluigi called out to the pilot, making her smile and her heart swell. Tracer was adored by many around the world, so receiving such a compliment from Waluigi was pretty much run-of-the-mill for her.
"Aw, thank you for the kind words, love! I should get going now...Winston must still be messing around with that microwave again. Cheerio!" Tracer would give the two-finger salute, before zipping away at the speed of sound.
"Did you guys hear that?! I think Tracer likes me! She called me her love!" After the misfortune Waluigi had suffered with Jade, the lanky man was more desperate for love than before.
"That woman addresses everyone as 'love'," stated Genji, who was in the gaming room playing mahjong with Greninja. Waluigi snapped his fingers in disgust.
Cloud: As much as I would want to relax on the hammock again, it's already being preoccupied by King Dedede. Asking him to move would be like trying to ask Donald Trump to step down from office. As for the lounge, I'm afraid that's being occupied as well...
The lounge was indeed occupied - occupied by Pit, Kirby, and Incineroar, who had brought their Xbox One with them and were playing the gaming console right now. Although they were told by Mario to toss the Xbox One away, Pit and company couldn't afford to discard an expensive piece of hardware. So they opted to play the console in a place where they felt would be safe.
"I thought you said you were gonna collect all the Jiggy pieces till after you 'completed' the level," Kirby said to Pit, watching as his best friend was hogging the controller. Poor Kirby barely got to play the game.
"I've changed my mind - I'm not collecting the Jiggies until I beat the game," replied Pit, who was still dead-set on collecting all the musical notes. "Or at least until I reach the final boss. It's Grutilda, right?"
"I'll just let you figure that one out on your own..." As Pit continued to play the game, Viridi would enter the lounge, having done her work in the gardens. The goddess of nature saw Pit playing on the Xbox One, furrowing her brow.
"Pit, why did you bring that Xbox to the mansion?" Viridi questioned her boyfriend; the goddess of nature wasn't angry or anything, she just wanted to save Pit's hide. "You know that's against the rules."
"We have a set of rules at the mansion now?" frowned Pit, angrily pausing his game and tossed his controller unto the floor before folding his arms. "Man, why does living at the mansion have to be so strict?"
"Pit you know that Master Hand hates the Xbox, or anything remotely Microsoft...Kirby, did you try and talk Pit out of getting that Xbox?"
"No, for that would be a lost cause," replied Kirby, who oftentimes found talking Pit out of certain things to be very exhausting. "So Incineroar and I just decided to roll with it."
"Sure, whatever...anyways, I wanted to speak with you guys about something." Viridi crept closer to Pit and company, looking back to make sure that nobody had entered the lounge or was eavesdropping. "It's about Tracer and the other guys."
"Yeah, what about them? Did you find out some juicy info about 'em?" Pit gasped, when he thought of what this "juicy info" could possibly be. "Are the rumors about Tracer being a Charleston dancer true?!"
"No...far from it. This might sound a little weird, but I'm feeling squeamish about the...guests we have over at the mansion today."
"That is weird, you're perfectly fine with living among humans in the mansion...or has your distaste for humans reached a breaking point? Are you having a midlife crisis, Viridi?"
"Midlife crises only happens to middle-aged people, Pit," informed Kirby; judging by her appearance, Viridi was obviously far from middle-aged. "Viridi is still a girl!"
"True dat, but Viridi is also a goddess, so who knows how old she truly is. For all we know, she could've had multiple mid-life crises in the past, and never found the courage to tell anyone."
"I don't think I have a mid-life crisis, Pit...my emotional state of mind isn't that bad," stated Viridi, as Mario passed by the lounge before peeking his head inside. "Maybe I'm just going paranoid..."
"Pit, did I not tell-a you and your friends to throw away that trash?" Mario scolded the angel, stepping inside the lounge with his hands on his hips. Authoritarian Mario was the worst kind of Mario one could deal with...along with gassy Mario.
"Just because Master Hand made you think the Xbox is trash, doesn't mean that WE think it's trash," retorted Pit, showing some defiance to Mario as he grabbed the Xbox - unplugging it from the wall - and held it close to his chest. "You can't take this away from us!"
"Have it your-a way then..." Mario walked up to Pit, snatched the Xbox away from the angel, and walked towards one of the windows in the lounge. Pit watched in horror, as Mario opened a window and held the Xbox danging outside, on a cord.
"You can't do that, Mario, that's like $180 down the drain! I literally begged Travis for that money, and he actually obliged!"
"Guess it's gonna hurt-a him when I do this..." Mario savagely dropped the Xbox, releasing the cord from his hand as the Xbox sailed down to the ground. Pit tried to run to the window, only to be held back by Incineroar.
"Nooooo! Mario, you monster, how could you do such a thing?!" Mario could only respond by walking away from the window, with Incineroar holding Pit back from beating the plumber to a pulp.
"Hope you boys learned-a your lesson. Next time, show a little loyal to Nintendo, will-a ya?" Mario would make his exit from the lounge, as Viridi and Kirby looked on in shock. Mario had just broke an Xbox...who knew that the plumber had that much in him?
"Someone dropped this Xbox?" a voice was heard from outside, reaching the ears of Pit. Pit broke free of Incineroar's hold, as he rushed to the open window and looked down. D. Va was standing by, holding the Xbox.
"Hey, that's my Xbox, it's okay!" gleamed Pit, seeing that the Xbox D. Va was holding had zero damages on it. D. Va must've caught the gaming console right after it was dropped. "Thank you so much!"
"Wanna come down and get it?" That was what Pit planned on doing, as he exited through the window and tried to make his descent. The angel was struggling mightily, finding it hard to crawl out of the window.
"Pit, can we not..." Viridi said to her boyfriend, who suddenly lost his footing and fell before grabbing the window sill with his hands. "...Incineroar, can you please help Pit out?"
After dealing with Pit, Mario went to the cafe to grab himself a cup of cappuccino. As the plumber fixed his coffee, the man with the cowboy hat that exited from that portal earlier watched from the coffee table. His name was McCree.
"Must not be easy being the only famous plumber in the world, huh?" McCree asked Mario, who was now adding some sugar and cream to his coffee. "Must be a whole lot of pressure..."
"Good-a thing I'm not the only famous plumber there is..." smiled Mario, before he took a sip from his cup of cappuccino. McCree tried to remember who the other famous plumber was, until a name was conceived in his mind.
"Oh yeah, that green plumber guy, Luigi...he's your friend, right? Or is he your cousin? You're definitely cousins, aren't you?"
While Mario smirked at McCree's ignorance, he finished the rest of his cappuccino, before tossing the empty cup into the nearby trash can. The plumber was just about to exit the cafe, only to be bum-rushed by the entering Fox and Falco.
Fox: At first, Falco and I had assumed that the Overwatch dudes were over here just to have another one of their Overwatch battles...but that would make too much sense, wouldn't it? We all know the REAL reason why they're here...to work with Tracer, in her efforts to kill Mario! It's no coincidence why there's so many of Tracer's friends present.
"Mario, we need to speak with you, it's important," Fox said to the plumber, putting his hands on his shoulders. The pilot looked towards McCree, who was just minding his own business. "Did McCree hurt you?"
"No he didn't...we were just-a having a friendly conversation," replied Mario, as he took Fox's hands off of him. "McCree is a very easy person to get along-a with. So chill and down-a to earth."
"But did McCree hurt you verbally, with his words?" asked Falco, fearing that McCree might've cut in deep into Mario somehow and someway. "Was he talking smack about your family?"
"I was just inquiring about his cousin Luigi - or at least I think Luigi is his cousin," stated McCree - the cowboy's inquiry about Luigi was all the evidence that Fox and Falco needed.
"Aha, so you were hurting Mario with your words!" Falco pointed accusingly at the bewildered McCree, who had every right to feel confused. "Think you could just bad-mouth Luigi, and expect to get away with it?!"
"Now you look here, pal, I might be the most calm cowboy there is. From where I'm from, I'm a pretty respectful guy." McCree would stand up from his chair, looking like he was about to throw some rounds with Fox and Falco. "But one thing I don't appreciate is slander. So you best shut up, if you know what's good for ya..."
"Chill out fam, we weren't spreading any slander or anything..." Fox said gingerly to McCree, who was staring down the pilot and Faloc as he sat back down. "...we were just joking around. Trying to liven up the mood around here."
"You best be keeping your 'jokes' to yourselves, if you know what's good for ya..." Taking McCree's words to heart, Fox and Falco would grab Mario and take him out of the cafe, so they could speak with the plumber in private.
"What's the big-a deal, you two?" Mario frowned at Fox and Falco, deeply disgusted by the behavior the pilots had demonstrated. "You made McCree of all-a people seriously angry!"
"Bruh did you see that though, McCree looked like he was ready to fire some bullets!" replied Falco, who recalled seeing McCree's hand very close to his holster. "Luckily we got you outta there, before things got ugly."
"You and Fox were the ones-a who started things in the first-a place! Someone could've gotten shot because-a of you!"
"Darn right someone could've gotten shot...and that someone was gonna be you," stated Fox, as he pointed at Mario. Mario furrowed his brow, wondering just what the heck Fox meant. "McCree wanted you dead, Mario."
"Okay, that's the silliest thing I've heard-a all day...you two should take a chill-a pill." Mario would walk away from Fox and Falco, not wanting to further indulge himself with the pilots' paranoia. Fox and Falco were starting to take things a bit too far.
"Oh man, this ain't good...Mario has deluded himself into thinking that he's actually safe from harm!" panicked Falco, with his hands on his hand. Maybe you're the deluded one, Falco. "What are we gonna do?"
"We can't just sit around and let our wedding officiant's life continue to be at stake," replied Fox, watching cautiously as Mario walked down the hallway. Almost like he was expecting Tracer to pop up, and shoot Mario dead. "We should just keep a close eye out on Tracer's other pals."
But if there was one person that Fox and Falco should really keep a close eye on, it was the French purple-skinned assassin, who was spying on Fox and Falco from afar with her rifle gun loaded hiding behind the corner of the hallway. It was Widowmaker, the brainwashed assassin.
"Somebody's life is at stake?" Widowmaker mused, having heard the entire exchange between Mario and the pilots as she walked away. "Comme c'est pratique..."
Widowmaker: I've little to no interest in engaging myself in another game of senseless gun-fighting...taking as many lives as possible is and has always been my number one priority. It's been drawn to my attention that Mario has a bit of a target on his back. If someone out there is truly intent on killing Mario...perhaps I could beat them to the punch.
Cloud would relax in the lounge, now that it was no longer occupied, but the swordsman didn't want to take any chances. So he was determined to boot Lucio out of the gaming room, one way or another. And what better way to accomplish a goal, than to do it with your best friend?
"Link must still be outside, handling those explosives he borrowed from the Yiga Clan," Zelda said to Cloud, as she was leading the swordsman outside. The princess was holding Ori in her arms, making Midna feel jealous somewhere.
"Told that guy not to bother with the Yiga Clan, but sadly he barely listens to me..." remarked Cloud, before letting out a sigh. He followed Zelda to the dining room, where the backdoor was.
"Well given the state Link's in, I highly doubt he'll listen to anyone at this point." Zelda would open the backdoor, as she and Cloud exited the mansion. They would soon head to the backyard, where they found Link setting up some explosives.
Of course, setting up explosives near the mansion would sound very out of character for Link...but there was a catch. Link was still in his Joker getup, looking maniacal as he was setting up the explosives with some assistance from a few Yiga clansmen. There was also some dirty Australian dude helping out, who had grenades on a chest harness he was wearing.
"Keep it coming boys, don't stop!" Link shouted to the Yiga Clansmen and the Australian man, who were working away while Cloud and Zelda kept watch. "Destruction is the best way to introduce anarchy. Chaos will show man's true colors!"
"Link, what are you doing, what's with all the explosives?" Cloud asked the Hylian, seeing the Yiga clansmen set up a few fireworks. It was now official - Link, as the Joker, was completely off his rocker.
"Link...I mean, Joker, is teaching us about anarchy," one of the Yiga clansmen told Cloud, as he was gleefully loading up a barrel with some dynamite. Whatever Link was plotting, it wasn't good. "We've learned so much more from him than Master Kohga!"
"That's right pal, destruction is the way to go!" the dirty Australian man said to Cloud, grinning from ear to ear as he let out a maniacal laugh. "That Smash Mansion...or at least part of it...is gonna be toast!"
"And who the heck is that guy?" Cloud asked Link, as he pointed at the Australian man - who was offended that Cloud didn't know who he was.
"Trash," one of the Yiga clansmen quickly responded, as the Australian man glared the clansman down. Surely he's been called much, much worse.
"Ugh! The disrespect! I am not 'trash', I am Junkrat! Let me repeat myself...I am Junkrat. My name...is...JUNKRAT!"
"Eh, Trash sounds like a more fitting name," shrugged Cloud, as Junkrat growled angrily and stomped his foot. Poor Junkrat was always being disrespected.
Junkrat: It's no fair - most of the Overwatch heroes hate me, most of the Yiga clansmen hate me, and now I expect everyone in the stinking mansion to hate me as well. That Smash Mansion deserves to be annihilated!
"Anyways, Link, I was wondering if you could help me out with a little favor," Cloud said to the Hylian, who was suddenly all ears. Link was hoping that there would be some chaos involved.
"What is this little favor that you ask of me?" inquired Link, brimming with utter anticipation as he delightfully rubbed his hands together.
"You see, I wanna kick back and relax in the gaming room, but there's some Brazilian DJ playing loud music in there. Almost like he's trying to start a party."
"Don't you mean Lucio?" Junkrat asked Cloud, his ears perking up when Cloud mentioned something about a Brazilian DJ. "Yeah, I hate that guy's guts! Constantly spreading his crap about world peace and freedom...not to mention that he also owes me fifty bucks."
"So you wish to drive this Lucio person out of the gaming room?" Link asked Cloud, who nodded his head. Link thought to himself as he stroked his chin, thinking of a suitable plan. "I think that can be arranged. All we need is some madness...Lucio just needs a push!"
"The most sensible thing to do is to talk things out with Lucio," suggested Zelda, as Link shook her head at his girlfriend for coming up with such a boring suggestion. "You should handle the situation as reasonably as possible."
"Already tried talking things out with Lucio, didn't go as planned," responded Cloud, who feared that reasoning with Lucio and talking with him wouldn't be as successful the second time around. "So I'm going with a second option..."
"...and it's the best option we got!" exclaimed Junkrat, as he wrapped his arm around Cloud. If Junkrat wasn't a guest, Cloud would sucker punch the Australian man in the face for being too touchy. "Why act 'reasonable', when violence is always the answer?"
"You tell 'em, Junkrat - violence is the answer to many of life's problems!" grinned Link; he and Junkrat already had a lot in common. "Quick, we must make haste! Yiga Clan, keep setting up the explosives! Zelda...just stay out of their way."
"You guys aren't going to hurt Lucio, are you?" Zelda asked Link, Cloud, and Junkrat - only for her question to go unanswered as Link led his compadres inside the mansion. Zelda sighed, as she looked down at Ori.
Due to the presence of Tracer and company in the mansion, Viridi left the mansion for some solace. The goddess of nature was all alone, as the threesome of Pit, Kirby, and Incineroar, had gone off to who-knows-where.
"I know that Pit isn't fiddling around with the woman who saved his Xbox..." Viridi muttered to herself, as she went to Luigi's house and knocked on the front door. Daisy would answer the door, eating some peanuts.
"Care for some peanuts?" Daisy offered a handful of peanuts to Viridi, who refused to accept any. Presumably because the peanuts came in contact with human flesh. "Please take some, Luigi is making me eat them and it's making me miserable..."
"Thanks, but no thanks," replied Viridi, as she pushed Daisy's hand away from her. "Anyways, have you seen Pit and friends anywhere? They had left the mansion through a window..."
"Oh yeah, I saw Pit with Incineroar and Kirby just a while ago! They were with some woman...looked a lot like D. Va. Could've been her."
"My precious Pit is hanging out with that video game-obsessed skank?!" Viridi refused to let any woman hang out with Pit, no matter the instance. "Which way was Pit and the others headed?"
"I think they went to the east of the mansion - to Travis Touchdown's camper. D. Va was carrying an Xbox console in her hands, for what it's worth..."
Now in an angry mood, Viridi made her way over to Travis' camper, furiously knocking on the camper door. To the goddess' surprise, Banjo would answer the door.
"Hi Viridi, guh huh!" the bear happily greeted the goddess of nature, who clearly wasn't in a very good mood. "I just stopped by Travis' place, to try out some cheap Halloween candy he bought. You want some?"
"Outta my way, you stupid bear!" Viridi shouted at Banjo, punching the bear in the nose and causing him to fall on the floor. The goddess of nature stormed inside the camper, her fury growing with every step she took.
Banjo: *rubbing his nose* And here I thought that Viridi only hated humans...
Viridi soon showed up in the living room, where Travis, Pit, Kirby, Incineroar, and D. Va were all hanging out. Pit was playing the newest Yooka-Laylee game on the Xbox One, getting all sorts of Banjo-Kazooie vibes.
"Getting this game from the thrift store for twelve bucks was a good deal," Travis said about the Yooka-Laylee game, as he was chilling out on the couch he was sitting on. "Even better deal than the Halloween candy I bought!"
"Hey D. Va, can you pass me another bag of Doritos?" Pit asked the gamer girl, who had bags of Doritos and bottles of Mountain Dew at her side. She must keep them inside her mech. "And a bottle of Mountain Dew, too!"
"Your wish is my command!" replied D. Va, grabbing some Doritos and Mountain Dew and tossed both items to Pit. Viridi gasped in shock, as she watched the act unfold before her very eyes.
"Pit, have you no shame, why are you accepting food from this...this despicable human?!" Viridi shouted at her boyfriend, pointing at D. Va with contempt. Pit paused his game, looking at Viridi like she was crazy.
"Because...I'm hungry?" answered Pit, eyeing around the camper and wondering why Viridi was so upset for. Viridi would show how very upset she was, by grabbing Pit's bag of Doritos and crushing the chips inside with her hands.
"Hey hey hey, keep your hands off the man's food!" frowned Travis as he jumped up from his couch. Viridi grabbed Pit's bottle of Mountain Dew and tossed it at Travis' head, keeping the otaku away.
"Is this how you wish to treat me, Pit?!" questioned Viridi, dangerously growing in anger as she grabbed the Xbox console and pulled its cords from the electrical outlet. The goddess of nature was about to drop the Xbox on the floor, only for Incineroar to grab the console in time and place it on a nearby table.
"Viridi chill out, there's no need to be so angry!" Pit tried to soothe the goddess of nature, who was now being restrained by Incineroar. "Look, if you wanted to play the Xbox with me so bad, you could've just asked."
"Are you seriously THAT dense?! I'm not angry about the Xbox...I'm angry about her!" Viridi once more pointed accusingly at D. Va, refusing to even look the gamer girl in the face. "She's trying to keep you away from me!"
"That's not true, Pit agreed to hang out with me because I saved his Xbox," stated D. Va, although Viridi refused to believe her through any means necessary. "He even called me a lifesaver!"
"That was a setup, to make Pit like you conditionally! You asked Mario beforehand to drop that Xbox from the window, didn't you? Don't lie to me, woman!"
"She is a very angry girl..." D. Va whispered to Pit, as she eyed Viridi who was trying to get her other arm unstuck from Incineroar's hold. "...don't know how you put up with her."
"Yup, which is why she's an awesome girlfriend to have!" smiled Pit; seeing Viridi act the way she was reminded the angel of the goddess' tsundere ways.
"Is she talking bad about me, Pit?" questioned Viridi, still struggling mightily to get her other arm unstuck. "You're just gonna sit there and let it happen?!"
"Incineroar, do us all a favor and get Pit's crazy girlfriend outta here..." commanded Travis, having made a full recovery from the hit to his head. Incineroar walked out of the living room, taking Viridi with him.
"Aight, I'll catch you later Viridi!" Pit waved to the goddess of nature, before resuming the Yooka-Laylee game once Viridi was gone for good.
Mario was in the dining room, spending some time with Tracer and McCree. Also present two more of Tracer's friends - Hanzo, a former member of the Shimada Clan, and Mercy, a medic and first responded hailing from Switzerland. All were eating some barbecue ribs Cilan had made.
"So, when's your match-a gonna start?" Mario asked Tracer and company, as he cleaned the barbecue off his white gloves...mainly by licking it off. Too lazy to even use a napkin.
"We're still holding out on Widowmaker, we haven't seen her yet," replied Hanzo, who was inspecting the bows he had in his quiver. "Can't start the match till both teams are equal."
"I've personally tried talking Genji out of inviting Widowmaker..." stated Mercy, extremely aware of Widowmaker's deadly tendencies and everything the French assassin stood for. "...we don't need someone like her at a test location, like Seattle."
"If Widowmaker does-a show up, then I'll have Master Hand talk some sense-a into her," proposed Mario, knowing that Master Hand could get through to Widowmaker despite the assassin's being brainwashed. "He'll put Widowmaker on her best-a behavior."
Master Hand: Tracer came to me, and asked me if she could have an Overwatch fight at the Smash Mansion...and I obliged. I just hope for the sake of the residents that they stay indoors, and not get caught in the crossfire. Otherwise that Mercy woman is gonna be staying overnight...
"Anyone care for some more ribs?" asked Cilan, entering the dining room carrying a plate of barbecue ribs. The connoisseur was giving away his food like it was some kind of charity event. "Or what about some lemonade?"
"I wouldn't mind some lemonade?" squealed Tracer, raising her hand up high so Cilan could recognize her. "Give me the tallest glass you got, love!"
So Cilan would make his way back to the kitchen...before ducking out of the way when Knuckles and his entourage - Sonic, Tails, and Crash - came busting through. Knuckles and company walked towards Tracer, with Knuckles wanting to speak with the pilot.
"Sup girl, Lil Knux is the name," a cordial Knuckles introduced himself to Tracer, extending his hand to the pilot. Tracer looked at Knuckles' hand, before she reluctantly shook hands with the echidna.
"Nice...to meet you...Lil Knux," Tracer responded, and once the handshake was over, the pilot leaned in close to Mario and whispered, "I thought his name was Knuckles the Echidna..."
"You might think that my name is Knuckles the Echidna, but you see, I am a changed man now, with a changed heart. Lil Knux is my name now, and I'm gonna be the biggest rapper to have ever lived!"
"...and what does you being a rapper have to do with the conversation at hand?" asked Hanzo, looking past Knuckles and seeing how much Sonic and Tails didn't want to be here. Crash was the exact opposite.
"Glad you asked, because I think that your Overwatch match, as of right now...is incomplete. It needs something, like a spark, to really get people interested."
"Our match is fine enough as it is, nothing needs to be added," stated a very adamant Tracer, unsure of what Knuckles was trying to pull. "What even is this 'spark' that you speak of?"
"I was thinking...why not a musical performance, to accompany your battle? Just give me a concert stage and some music, and I'll reel in loads of people to watch the action unfold!"
"Knuckles, we really don't need a repeat of the DJ Khaled fiasco," Sonic said to the echidna, as Tracer, Hanzo, and Mercy began whispering among themselves. "Leave the Overwatch battle as it is!"
"No Sonic, just having an Overwatch battle isn't enough. We need spectators, lots of spectators, to see Tracer and D. Va and everyone else in action!"
"And having a musical performance is gonna bring people over to the mansion? Do you really wanna do what DJ Khaled did? What that man did a year ago was an utter travesty, and you know it!"
"But I can take what he did, and make it anything but a travesty! I can DJ, and sing other artists' songs, and make random shout-outs to the crowd much better than that fat loser can!"
"Who are you calling a fat loser?" frowned Wario, eavesdropping on Knuckles as he entered the living room from the kitchen. "If anything, I'm a fat winner!"
"It's not okay to lie, man..." Sonic said to Wario, who was mean-mugging the blue hedgehog with his arms folded.
Wario: To be fair, being called a fat loser isn't that bad; I've been called much worse in boarding school...Wait, Knuckles wasn't talking about me? He was talking about DJ Khaled? Now that's what you call a fat loser right there!
"Thank you for the suggestion...Lil Knux, but we'll do without a musical performance," Tracer kindly said to Knuckles, who was baffled that the pilot would turn down such an awesome opportunity. "We're only fighting here as a bit of a...test run."
"Well if it makes you feel any better, my performance would also be a test run," stated Knuckles; the guy really wanted to perform today, and give it his all. "A test to see how much of a big act I am!"
"I'm sure you'll get your chance to shine another day," Mercy said to Knuckles, who was trying to think of another way to change Tracer and company's minds. "But for now, we'll keep everything as it is."
"You guys don't know what you're missing out on..." Knuckles warned Tracer and company, as he and his entourage left the kitchen. Wario would also leave the kitchen, returning to the living room.
"That stupid Knuckles, he's not even half as good as he thinks he is..." Wario muttered to himself, before bumping into someone. The fatso ran into Widowmaker, who was trying to act sneaky while holding her rifle gun.
"Have you seen a man by the name of Mario around?" Widowmaker asked Wario, who was too reluctant to answer. He knew that Widowmaker meant business, and that she was quite dangerous from the looks of it.
"I dunno, I haven't seen him today..." Wario nervously looked back at the kitchen, just to make sure that Mario was out of sight. "...I, uh, don't think I've even heard of him either. But I hope you...find him."
"Bon chagrin..." Aware of the fact that Wario was lying, Widowmaker decided to look elsewhere as she turned around and walk away. "...wherever Mario is, I will find him and kill him. Mort ou vif..."
"Yeah, good luck with that..." Wario waved to Widowmaker, before looking away and shivering out of fright. "...why are the French ladies always so intimidating?"
Link, Cloud, and Junkrat were hanging around outside the gaming room, watching their target Lucio. The Brazilian DJ was still turning up in the gaming room, getting the residents partying their butts off.
"Feel the rhythm guys, let the music flow through your bodies!" Lucio encouraged the crowd, while Junkrat found himself cringing from how much fun the residents were having. Could be jealous.
"So here's the plan...I will walk in the gaming room, causing a scene," Link said to Cloud, before pointing inside the gaming room at some outlets. "You and Junkrat sneak your way inside while everyone's distracted, and unplug K.K. Slider's loudspeakers and everything else."
"Sounds like a pretty solid plan," Cloud nodded his head, glad that he wasn't the one doing the distractions. "What are you gonna distract everyone with, a speech?"
"Believe me, sonny, I've got a speech all planned out and ready to go..." Link cracked a devious smile, as he placed his hand on Cloud's shoulder. Cloud had never felt so uncomfortable with Link until now. "...watch me do my thing."
So Link strolled inside the gaming room, with the dancehall music pumping and everyone having a good time. The Hylian would put an end to the charades, when he took out a shotgun from his pocket and fired it, emitting a gunshot sound. K.K. Slider stopped playing the tunes, as he, Lucio, and everyone else looked at Link.
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen - I am today's entertainment!" Link greeted the crowd, holding his shotgun in a way that was intimidating to the others. "I only have one question: Where is Ren Amamiya?" Link then paced around the room, pointing his shotgun at random people. "Do you know where Ren is? Do you know where I can find Ren? I need to talk to him about something."
"We're not intimidated by you!" Larry Koopa shouted at Link, who approached the Koopaling in an intimidating manner. Cloud and Junkrat ran inside the gaming room, undetected.
"You know, you remind me of my father." Link would grab Larry by the neck, holding a knife close to his now whimpering face. "I hated my father!"
"Stop it, Link, now's not the time!" someone called out to the Hylian, who grumbled as he dropped Larry to the floor. The Hylian turned around, and saw Makoto staring at him.
"Well hello, beautiful! You must be Ren's squeeze, hmm?" Joker walked over to Makoto, cracking a smile as Makoto grew afraid. "And you are beautiful. Oh, you look nervous. Is it the scars? Do you wanna know how I got 'em?" Link would grab Makoto by the chin, as Makoto tried to look away. "Come here, look at me. See, I had a wife - beautiful, like you - who tells me, I worry too much, who tells me I ought to smile more, who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks. One day they carve her face. We have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hmm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars."
"Not gonna lie, he sure is into the whole act..." Junkrat whispered to Cloud, watching Link and unplugging power cords from the power outlet at the same time. Cloud, having been exposed to Link's Joker persona, was inclined to agree.
"So, I stick a razor in my mouth and do this, to myself." Link brought Makoto's attention to the scars on his face. The Hylian sure used some really good makeup. "And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now, I see the funny side. Now, I'm always smiling."
Having enough of Link, Makoto kneed the Hylian in the gut, releasing his hold on her. Link took a few steps back, before cackling like a madman.
"A little fight in you, I like that!" smiled Link, more off his rocker than ever before. "That's what I like to see..."
"And that should be the last of the cords..." remarked Cloud, as he unplugged the last cord from the wall. The swordsman stood up, only to slip and fall when his foot got caught in one of the cords.
"Who goes there?" questioned Lucio as he and K.K. Slider turned around, only to see Cloud and Junkrat. Junkrat, having been caught, turned away and closed his eyes shut. "Hey, Junkrat!"
"Must...resist...the urge..." Junkrat said to himself as he clenched his teeth, before finding the courage to open his eyes and look towards Lucio. "...yes, Lucio?"
"What brings you here? Came here to enjoy the party? Or are you asking about those fifty bucks?"
"Oh yeah, the fifty bucks, how could I forget?" Junkrat formed a smile on his face, and it was the most unnerving forced smile known to man.
"Uh, Lucio? I think your Junkrat friend and Cloud unplugged my stuff," K.K. Slider told the Brazilain DJ, as he pointed at the plugs lying about on the floor. "I think they're trying to kill our party!"
"Crap, we've been caught boys!" Link shouted at Cloud and Junkrat, making a run towards the gaming room exit. Left with no other choice, Cloud and Junkrat decided to follow Link's lead, and run out of the gaming room.
"Wait, Junkrat, wait up!" Lucio called out to the Australian man, as he ran out of the gaming room. With the party atmosphere on pause, K.K. Slider hopped down from the stage and plugged his stuff back in.
King Dedede: That man Lucio had me cutting a rug all over the place, and got me all sweaty and exhausted. Who knew that fighting for freedom could be so tiresome on the body?
Worried about the safety and well-being of Mario as the day grew on, Fox and Falco continued to spy on the Overwatch heroes. One hero the pilots were spying on in particular was Sombra, a Mexican hacker who was in the computer room with Samus. Instead of hacking a computer, Sombra instead was calibrating the mansion's email surveillance system.
"So what you're saying is, with this mechanic all emails sent from Link will be deleted immediately after they're sent," Samus said to Sombra, who was operating a computer while Fox and Falco spied on her through the computer room entrance.
"Exactly, they will be completely erased and never seen by human eyes," replied Sombra, while Fox and Falco were taking notes on the hacker, for whatever reason. "Deleting Link's email address, though, will be a hard task in itself."
"Eh, deleting his email address won't be as necessary. We're just gonna keep the mechanic installed for the time being, until Link stops acting like a Joker wannabe." Having heard enough, Fox and Falco pulled away from the computer room entrance.
"Well, Falco, what do you think of Sombra?" Fox asked the avian pilot, ready to review the notes he and Falco had took. "You think she might be suspect?"
"Her being a hacker and all is already a red flag for me," stated Falco, knowing that most hackers were criminal masterminds and shouldn't be trusted. "But the pink highlights in her hair? Sombra's definitely a bad chick!"
"So I've been thinking...what methods should I use to take out that goose?" asked Cortex, who was walking and speaking with Overwatch hero and fellow scientist Mei - a climatologist from China. Fox and Falco were watching Mei intently.
"I wouldn't worry about the goose as much," Mei offered her two cents, finding it hard to believe that Cortex had a feud with a goose of all animals. "You should just lure it out with some bird food."
"But I tried that before, and it didn't work! Dumb goose wouldn't stop pecking me. It seems like now the only way to deal with that feathered pest is to kill it once and for all! Let me borrow your technology, so I can freeze it to death!"
"Psst, isn't Mei supposed to be one of the more eviler Overwatch folk?" Falco whispered to Fox, watching Cortex and Mei walk down the hallway.
"Anyone with ice powers is almost always inherently evil," stated Fox, as if he was a stating a fact. "Mei is also a scientist...that's a very bad combo."
"Hmm, maybe she's the main one working with Tracer to kill off Mario...we'll definitely be on the lookout for her."
Without the help of Link or Junkrat, the Yiga clansmen were able to set up the explosives near the mansion, in the backyard. It was a long, arduous task, but the clansmen still got it done.
"Everything looks good to go!" one of the clansmen said, looking proudly at the explosives display that was set up. Anarchy was about to get a new meaning today. "The explosion is gonna be epic, I tell you what."
"Now all we gotta do know is wait for..." another clansman started to speak, before he saw Viridi angrily grabbing one of the explosives. "...hey, you, keep your hands off our stuff!"
"Shut up, you lousy human!" Viridi fired back at the Yiga clansman, before storming away while still in a very bad mood. "Travis' camper is gonna be toast soon..."
"By 'Travis', is she referring to that Travis Touchdown guy?" one of the clansman wondered...and a few seconds after realizing what Viridi had said, all the Yiga clansmen darted away. Mainly to give Travis a heads up.
Meanwhile at Travis' camper, Pit was still playing the Xbox, while eating Doritos and drinking Mountain Dew. Truly living the life of a gamer. D. Va was busy noodling around on her phone, when she heard a knock at the door.
"I think we have some company," the gamer girl alerted Travis, who was half-asleep; Travis awoke from his mid-slumber, before fumbling around on his couch.
"Banjo must be back for that Halloween candy..." assumed Travis, getting up off the couch and walking to the front door. When the otaku opened the door, he saw the Yiga clansmen, jumping around and acting frantic.
"Travis, you gotta get the heck out of your camper!" one of the clansmen alerted the otaku, stressing the importance of the situation. "Your camper is gonna get blown up soon!"
"Camper's gonna get blown up? By who?" Travis cracked a smile on his face and chuckled, not believing the Yiga clansmen even for a second. "Who would want to blow up my camper for? Badman?"
A small explosion would rock the camper, causing it to shake a little. Travis nearly lost his footing, as the camper was momentarily lifted off the air by the explosion.
"Everyone get out!" Travis called out to those inside the camper, getting out in a hurry. Pit, Kirby, Incineroar, and D. Va all got out of the camper, safe and sound, as another small explosion occurred.
"What in the world is going on here?!" frowned Kirby, fearing that an enemy was on the horizon. "Are we being attacked? Why this camper, of all things?"
"Got a bad feeling that Badman is back for his revenge..." Travis whipped out his sword, looking around for any signs of Badman. "...figured this day would come."
"Actually, I don't think that Badman is responsible..." one of the Yiga clansmen said...coming around the corner of the damaged camper with Viridi in his grasp. Viridi was holding some fireworks in her hands.
"Stupid fireworks, didn't even do enough damage!" seethed Viridi, trying to release herself from the grip of the Yiga clansman. "Dumb camper should be on fire!"
"Viridi why are you attacking Travis' camper for?" Pit asked the goddess of nature, demanding some answers right away. "Is it because you can't play the Xbox? Look, it's not that big of a deal..."
"For the last time, Pit, it's not about the stupid Xbox! It's about her!" Viridi looked viciously towards D. Va, looking at the gamer girl as if she was the Devil. "She's keeping you away from me!"
"Pit willingly agreed to hang out with me..." stated D. Va - no matter what she said, Viridi would perceive it as a huge fallacy. "...although I did ask him."
"Exactly! You're trying to keep my precious Pit away from me! And I know why...because you're despicable! Just like all the other filthy humans on this planet!"
"Is she about to go on another why-humans-suck rant?" one of the Yiga clansmen asked Incineroar, aware of Viridi's xenophobic nature towards humans. Incineroar, who knew Viridi all too well, nodded his head.
"I know what your ulterior motive is - you just want to keep Pit out of my reach! Probably because you think I'm too good for Pit! You stinking humans and your ulterior motives...always scheming, all the time!"
"She really needs some Mountain Drew," D. Va whispered to Pit, believing that some caffeinated soda would calm down Viridi. What Viridi really needed the most was a Snickers.
"But you know what? Humans are filthy! Every single one of 'em! Bunch of filthy beings who only know how to act like jerks, and ruining nature!"
"I should...take her back to the mansion," the Yiga clansman holding Viridi said, as he walked away with the goddess of nature in tow. Nonetheless, Viridi was still running her mouth.
"Humans are the most disgusting species on this earth! Just think of how much more beautiful this planet would be, if there weren't any humans on it! It would still be the Garden of Eden!"
Donkey Kong: I've always wondered, why does Viridi insist on living at the mansion if she has a hatred towards humans? She must be those kind of people that are constantly angry all the time, and complains about the things that they expose themselves too. Kinda like the online wrestling community.
"Your girlfriend sure seems like a handful," D. Va said to Pit, while Travis inspected his camper for damages. It was too bad that Travis had no insurance...like that would matter much anyways.
"True dat, but she's a very cute handful," smiled Pit, unaffected by the volatility Viridi displayed as he folded his arms behind his head. "We don't call her Little Miss Cactus for nothing!"
"Thank goodness she didn't use all of the explosives..." one of the Yiga clansmen spoke up - before coming to a sudden realization. A realization his the other Yiga clansmen had made. "...oh no, the explosives!"
The Yiga clansmen returned to the mansion to check on the explosives they had set up, but by the time they returned, it was too late. Zelda had brought Mario, Tracer, Mercy, and Hanzo to the scene, showing them the explosives.
"I saw Link setting up these explosives earlier, along with the Yiga Clan and some dirty man with an Australian accent," Zelda, holding Ori, explained to Mario and company while the Yiga clansmen hid themselves out of sight. "Apparently Link wanted to introduce some 'anarchy'."
"First the whole email-a situation and now this..." frowned Mario, shaking his head in dismay. "...Link has gone loco." At first, the plumber thought that Link being the Joker was somewhat cool, but now Link was literally living the entire phase.
"A dirty man with an Australian accent..." Tracer furrowed her brow, as Zelda's description reminded the pilot of someone she knew. "...you must be talking about Junkrat, are you? He sure loves to cause destruction. Not surprised he was setting up the explosives."
"We should remove the explosives as soon as possible," suggested Tracer, worried about the ramifications of the explosives suddenly going off. "Last thing we'd want is for the mansion to suffer any significant damage!"
"Where do you think Junkrat is?" Hanzo asked Tracer and Mercy, not having seen Junkrat much of the day. "I'm willing to bet he's hiding himself, to avoid the blame."
Junkrat was indeed hiding...but not to avoid trouble. Rather, he was hiding from Lucio, in a closet with Link and Cloud. The latter wanted to hide the least.
"Now would be a good time to leave," suggested Cloud, feeling cramped inside the small closet. Not that much wiggle room for the swordsman to deal with.
"We can't leave the closet until the coast is clear!" Link hissed at Cloud, his eyes darting across the hallway left and right. "No need to blow our cover."
"The coast has been clear for minutes now." Overstepping his boundaries, Cloud left from the closet much to the chagrin of Link. "About time we leave."
"Yeah I'm with you Cloud, that closet absolutely REEKS!" exclaimed Junkrat, holding his nose as he exited the closet. "Then again, it could be me..."
"Junkrat, the man of the hour!" Lucio called out ot Junkrat, from down the hallway. Junkrat winced, turning away from Lucio as Link smirked to himself. "So glad that I found you!"
Link: Tried to tell them, but they just wouldn't listen...fickle-minded specks they are.
"So about those fifty bucks..." Lucio said to Junkrat, once he caught up with the Australian man. He observed Junkrat's body language, cocking his head to the side. "...something wrong, Junkrat?"
"You're gonna shame me over those fifty bucks, aren't you?" asked Junkrat, opening his right eye ever so slightly and looking towards Lucio.
"Shame you for what? I just owe you some money! Oh wait...does this have something to do with that audio mixer you 'accidentally' destroyed?"
"I only destroyed it out of spite, because you didn't pay me back the money yet. I was acting very reckless...and I'm sorry, for what I did."
"Junkrat you've always been reckless, it's literally in your DNA...but, an apology is an apology. And I forgive you." Lucio held out his hand, expecting a handshake.
"Thanks man, I really appreciate it..." Junkrat would shake hands with Lucio, giving the Brazilian DJ a wholesome smile. When the Australian man pulled back his hand...he saw a fifty dollar bill, in his palm.
"Fifty bucks, just like you asked!" Lucio smiled and pointed at Junkrat, with both of his fingers. Junkrat looked at the dollar bill like he was kid in a candy store.
"Ha ha, I got my moolah back!" Junkrat started doing some kind of jig, one that Lucio and even Cloud found slightly endearing. "Who's the man? I'm the man!"
"Bravo, bravo, bravo..." said Link as he walked out of the closet, doing a slow clap for Lucio and Junkrat. "You both had your heart-to-heart, and made peace..."
"Are you hating on them for having their moment, Link?" Cloud asked his best friend, who glared at the swordsman as he continued his slow clap. "That's pretty heartless of you."
"Peace isn't the best way to make amends with your enemies. No conflict is ever easily solved, with tranquility."
Link's philosophical lecture would soon be cut short, when a bullet was fired at the Hylian and hitting him in the shoulder. Link yelped in pain, as he fell down to his knees and clutched his wound.
"Everyone get out of my way, now!" Widowmaker shouted at the men gathered in the hallway, as she came marching down. Cloud, Lucio, and Junkrat moved out of harm's way, allowing Widowmaker to march past by. "That Mario is dead meat soon..."
"Don't tell me she's gonna kill someone..." sighed Lucio, as Cloud tended to Link and inspect the wound on the Hylian's body. "...hate it when Widowmaker goes on a murderous streak."
Finished with their spying on most of the Overwatch heroes, Fox and Falco went up to the sixth floor so they could review their notes in the Star Records room. Upon arrival on the sixth floor, they saw Cortex, carrying a weapon up the staircase to the roof.
"Well Mei, since you won't let me borrow your ice gun, you've left me with no choice but to steal them!" said Cortex, as Fox and Falco walked towards the evil genius. "Prepare to be frozen to death, goose!"
"Hey Dr. Cortex, did you just say that you stole that gun from Mei?" Fox asked the evil genius, who stopped in place before he could head up the stairs. "I take it you're gonna dispose of it, for good?"
"Uh, yes, yes I am! How nice of you to notice, Fox!" Since Uka refused to accompany Cortex for the time being, Fox and Falco was the only company Cortex could get.
"Mind if we follow you up to the roof?" Falco asked Cortex, who was quick to nod his head. "Falco and I could blast that ice gun to pieces!"
Fox, Falco, and Cortex were now standing on the roof; Cortex was testing out the ice gun, to see what the weapon was capable of.
"A little heads up; I want to make use of this gun before disposing it," Cortex said to Fox and Falco, before accidentally firing an ice shot from the gun. "Gotta deal with that annoying goose first."
"Understandable; we'll leave you to it," replied Falco, before walking over to the edge of the roof and peering down. "Yo, Fox, check this out!"
"What's up? Is Waluigi getting beat up by middle schoolers again?" asked Fox as he joined Falco at the edge of the roof. The pilot looked down, and saw Tracer and Winston carrying some explosives, with Mario and Zelda watching.
"It's Tracer, and she and that gorilla dude are carrying explosives in their hands! She must be trying to blow up Mario!"
"But she's removing the explosives...and Mario is there, keeping watch...perhaps Tracer's evil plot got foiled by Mario and Zelda. Good for her."
Krystal: I love that Fox took it upon himself, to let Mario be the officiant at his wedding. My only worry now, at the moment, is that Fox might care too much about Mario's livelihood now. He really wants Mario alive and well, and productive, until wedding day.
Fox and Falco watched tracer and Winston do their thing, until both pilots were roundhouse kicked in the head. Fox and Falco fell unto the roof, looking up and seeing Widowmaker with her rifle gun.
"You boys are getting in my way..." Widowmaker said to Fox and Falco, before looking down below as she loaded up her rifle gun. "...for have a person to kill."
"Oh snap, it's Widowmaker!" exclaimed Fox, as he and Falco backed away from Widowmaker for good measure. "Are you gonna take out Tracer? You really don't have to, since she already learned her lesson."
"Tracer isn't my target, to tell you the truth. Instead, the person I have decided to kill...is Mario." Fox and Falco collectively gasped, as Widowmaker had her gun pointed at Mario.
"You want to kill Mario?!" questioned Falco, feeling guilty for not suspecting Widowmaker sooner. To be fair, neither he nor Falco had seen Widowmaker the entire day. "Why didn't we realize this sooner?!"
"Because you are both idiots." Widowmaker had her rifle gun ready to go, with her eyes locked on her victim, Mario. "Say au revior, to your plumber friend..."
"Eureka, I finally got the ice gun calibrated!" exclaimed Cortex, oblivious to the fact that Mario was potentially a moment away from dying. "Now, where is that blasted goose so I can..."
"HONK, HONK, HONK!" the goose honked, appearing on the mansion roof as it walked outside with its wings out wide. Cortex was greatly intimidated by the goose, screaming out of fright as he put his hands in the air. The evil genius accidentally pulled the trigger, and fired an icy blast at Widowmaker and striking her in the back.
"Oh merde ... pas maintenant!" exclaimed Widowmaker, in her native French tongue, losing her footing before falling down from the roof. The assassin landed safely...albeit on the explosives.
"Widowmaker, is that you?" Tracer asked the now grumbling assassin, as the fuse for the explosives were suddenly lit. "How nice of you to finally show up, with an entrance like that..."
"IT'S GONNA BLOW, EVERY PERSON FOR THEMSELVES!" shouted Winston, seeing an explosion on the horizon. The gorilla ran off, as Tracer dropped the explosives she was holding and zipped away. Mario and Zelda ran away, and so did the hiding Yiga clansmen. But Widowmaker found herself stuck...
Meanwhile in the foyer of the mansion, Cloud was speaking with Lucio, after taking Link to the fitness center for his wound to be inspected. The swordsman had an apology he wanted to give to the Brazilian DJ.
"Sorry about ruining your dancehall party earlier," Cloud apologized to Lucio, who was letting bygones be bygones with an earnest smile. "Guess you could say I was a bit stubborn...if not a whole lot."
"It's all good, man!" responded Lucio, before happily shaking hands with Cloud. "I understand if that gaming room is your favorite place to hang out. I just needed a place to bring some good vibes to the mansion!"
Suddenly a loud explosion was heard outside the mansion, causing the foundation of the mansion to shake. Cloud and Lucio glanced at one another, wondering what it was, before heading outside.
The explosion was loud enough to draw huge crowds from the mansion and tower outside, to the site of the explosion. The explosion did some damage to the mansion, but thankfully it was nothing major. However, lying on the ground covered in soot, was Widowmaker; the Yiga clansmen were surrounding the assassin, armed with their sickles.
"Excuse me, love, pardon me!" said Tracer, shuffling her way through the crowd before appearing out in the open. She saw Widowmaker, who was struggling to get up on her feet.
"I don't believe it...Widowmaker actually survived the blast!" marveled Winston, having to adjust his glasses to make sure he wasn't seeing things. "Although she could have a few third-degree burns."
"Why do I hear EXPLOSIONS, is someone having a fireworks party?" asked Crazy Hand, as he and Master Hand magically appeared at the scene to investigate. The giant hand saw Widowmaker, and gasped.
"We got her right where we want her, Master Hand!" a Yiga clansman alerted, watching as Widowmaker finally pulled herself up to her feet. Another Yiga clansman came up to Widowmaker from behind, holding her hands behind her back.
"Can someone please explain what's going on?" asked Master Hand, greatly unnerved by the explosion that just occurred. Everyone oughta be glad that the mansion was still standing. "What did Widowmaker do?"
"She wanted to kill Mario!" Fox called out to Master Hand, remaining on the roof along with Falco and Cortex...and the goose harassing Cortex. "Think she wanted to fulfill her bloodlust or something!"
"Wanted to kill Mario?!" shouted Crazy Hand, as everyone gasped at what Fox had said. "That sounds absolutely PREPOSTEROUS!"
"You tell 'em, Crazy Hand - whoever agreed to let Widowmaker come here is a stupid idiot!" stated Master Hand, in a remark that one person found ironic.
"Master Hand, you agreed to allow Widowmaker to come to the mansion..." Tracer told the giant hand, being the one who asked Master Hand for permission. "...but I should've kept Widowmaker away."
"I did? I agreed to that? Hmm, that couldn't have been me. It must've been one of my clones, who was taking my place momentarily. But I digress. Anyways! Yiga Clan, take Widowmaker away!"
"This won't be the last time you'll hear from me...écoutez-moi bien," vowed Widowmaker, powerless to break herself free, as she was whisked away by the Yiga clansmen. The assassin gave a deathly glare to Mario, hoping to kill the plumber one day.
"Now as the explosion, I'm just gonna assume that Widowmaker was responsible for it. Unless someone wants to come forth and admit their fault, or out the person that was responsible. Which would be funnier. But if nobody wants to say anything, I'll just...return to my bubble bath..."
Cloud: Link oughta consider himself lucky...Mario, Zelda, and the others decided not to tell Master Hand that Link set up those explosives. Zelda said that she didn't want Link to get into any more trouble. And trouble is the one thing that Link can't afford...
Link: No, I wasn't hurt that much by that bullet. I got over it pretty quickly. But I will say this...whatever doesn't kill you, only makes you stranger!
Leia: Link I know this is just a phase and all, but...you seriously need some help.
Mario and Tracer were with Fox and Falco, outside the fitness center. Fox and Falco, who kindly returned Mei's ice gun to the Chinese climatologist, wanted to ask Tracer for some clarification.
"So you didn't want to kill Mario, and take his mantle as a gaming icon?" Fox asked Tracer, who couldn't help but break into a laughing fit.
"What could possibly make you think of that, love?" asked a giggling Tracer, wiping away a tear from her eye. "I could never kill Mario, not in a million years! You two must be very paranoid."
"They've been like-a this ever since I agreed to officiate-a Fox's wedding," explained Mario, before heaving a heavy sigh. "Really care a lot about-a my livelihood more than before."
"Well I'm glad we got that taken care of," said Falco, as he and Fox walked away. "Widowmaker was right, maybe we are idiots!"
"Mario, I haven't thrown this Xbox away, are you still angry at me?" Pit asked Mario, holding the Xbox in his hands. Mario rolled his eyes and looked at Pit, with his brow furrowed.
"...aight, you win," said Mario, conceding defeat as he threw his arms up in the air. "You get to keep-a your Xbox. Just make-a sure that Master Hand doesn't see it."
"You can count on me, Mario!" Ecstatic, Pit gave Mario a hug, before running down the hallway cheering at the top of his lungs while holding the Xbox up high.
"I'll give-a him two weeks tops, before Master Hand kicks-a him out," Mario told Tracer, knowing that Pit would suck at keeping his Xbox a secret from Master Hand. "Or at least five-a days..."
"We should get started on our Overwatch battle - might have to move it a wee bit away from the mansion due to the explosion," stated Tracer, taking out her pistols. The pilot was ready for battle. "We could remove Junkrat from the equation, so there'll be equal teams. He's too enchanted with that fifty dollar bill anyways."
With Pit in a happy mood, the same couldn't be said for Viridi, who was bought to the fitness center for some "mental evaluation". The goddess of nature grumpily said in Leia's office, with her arms folded.
"Oh Viridi, you have a visitor!" Leia alerted the goddess, poking her head inside the room. Seconds later, in came the person Viridi wanted to see the least...D. Va.
"What do you want?" Viridi asked D. Va, who approached the goddess while holding two items behind her back. D. Va would reveal said items - a bag of Doritos, and a bottle of Mountain.
"Thought this might cheer you up!" D. Va offered the food items to Viridi, who snatched said items out of the gamer girl's hands. Viridi opened up the Mountain Dew, and angrily took a sip from it before opening up the Doritos.
"Go away and leave me alone..." ordered Viridi, as D. Va walked out of Leia's office smirking as Viridi angrily ate her Doritos in silence.
That Viridi sure could use a psychologist...and the same could very well be said for Widowmaker. Although she was more of a lost cause.