Master Hand tapped his fingers on the desk. "So I understand you've come from the Mushroom Kingdom, correct?"

Olly nodded. "Yep! I would show you the invite, but the Toad at the front has them."

"Where did you find them?"

"I didn't. Dimentio brought them in. Ask him."

He pointed at Dimentio. "Where did you find them?"

"On the porch, right outside the door."

"They would have been delivered in the mail!"

"Actually, Master Hand, allow me to interrupt. We are still a budding kingdom; Olly is still working on expanding it. We have no mail service yet, and unequivocally no mailboxes. So the letters being delivered right to our door is the only way we would ever receive them."

He stopped pointing at him, tapping the desk again. "Were you inserted by suggestion, then?"

"Mario, or anybody else, told me about this place," Olly said. "So I guess not."

"Perhaps they did," Dimentio said, still smiling, "but meant it as a surprise."

"I don't think so. Mario and Luigi seemed pretty surprised I was here, and Wario and Waluigi didn't even think I qualified as a 'talented fighter' like everyone else here."

"What about the others from your world?"

"Yoshi can't write, and nobody understands him except Mario and Luigi."

"A friend from another world?"

"Dimentio is the only one who has friends from different worlds."

"Is Marx here, per chance?" Dimentio asked.

"Yes, he is."

"Did he suggest me?"

"How am I supposed to know?! I had to leave a Toad in charge of the mail because Crazy Hand kept mixing all the letters up!"

"There are two of them?" Dimentio muttered.

"But Toaden did say the suggestions box was closed a few weeks ago, so no! You did not get suggested! You snuck you way in here!"

Olly quoted the letter, word for word. Fawful and Dimentio were actually impressed. "I think it was a real letter..."

Dimentio tapped his chin. "Oh, wait! Link said he shot down the Mailbird! The letters could have been delivered to us on accident."

"So that's what happened to it," Master Hand said.

"But by all accounts, Master Hand, they were real letters, so we did not sneak in anyway whatsoever."

He tapped the desk faster and faster before slamming his hand down and pointed at the three of them. "Alright, fine. You can stay."

"Yay!" Olly excitedly wriggled in his seat. "Thank you, Mister Master Hand!"

"But you," he pointed at Dimentio, "do your training with my watch. I don't trust you."

"Fair. A lot of people do not have trust in me." He placed his hands in his lap.

"What will Fawful do the training with?" Fawful wondered.

"You'll have the Mii Gunner, Samus, and Fox and Falco. You use a blaster, right?"

"Fawful has gun."

He pointed at Olly next. "You will train with Link, Sora, Hero, and Ike."

"Oh! Link and Sora! How fun!" Olly beamed.

"And you will train with Mii Brawler, Mario, Little Mac, and Robin." He pointed at Dimentio again.

"Mario? A rematch would be fun," Dimentio said.

"But remember, I will be watching you!"

"Master Hand!" Another giant, disembodied hand crashed through the wall, making Olly scream and Fawful pull out his blaster. "I found the bird!"

He released his clenched fist and the bird fell on the floor. It was a red bird wearing a small hat, with orange in its feathers and on the tip of its yellow beak.

"Man I hate this job!" She flapped herself off the floor. "I'm always getting shot down!" She tossed the hat to the floor. "Forget it, I'm done! You can deliver your mail yourself." She walked out of the room.

"Well, there goes Kazooie," Master Hand sighed. "Now we'll have to do with the pigeon again. What was his name? Yamamura?"

The other hand looked towards Dimentio, staying silent.

Dimentio waved to it, awkwardly.

"Who dat?" He pointed at Dimentio. "And them? What are they doing here?"

Master Hand hesitated. "Wait a minute...Galeem..."

"Galeem?" Olly asked.

"Galeem blasted you all!" The other hand said. "He killed you! Turned you to spirits and made you control puppet fighters! Wahahaha!"

"Is that really what I sound like to you?" Dimentio asked Olly.

"Maybe a little..." He admitted.

Master Hand held himself towards the other hand. "This is Crazy Hand, my twin brother. He's also one of this place's founders. If you have any questions, you can always ask me or Crazy Hand and we'll do our best to answer them."

"Ehe ehe he." Crazy Hand pulled himself from the wall. "I can't wait to fight you! We'll see how well you've recovered from Galeem and Dharkon!"

"Your training partners are waiting in the lobby. The course will be selected randomly. Crazy Hand will be observing the battles of Fawful and Olly, and I will watch Dimentio. Have fun and remember to follow the rules."