Smashing Stories!

The fourth tournament had been closed for two weeks now. Ever since that grand feast (which, to be honest, wasn't so grand), the newcomers Crazy Hand had selected was the talk of the mansion. It was on everyone's minds. The Smashers would try to get information on the newcomers before each tournament to see what they should prepare for, and with Crazy Hand behind the wheel, it just made everyone more and more curious. The R.O.B.s attempted to get into the Hands' computer to find any files regarding the newcomers, but it was blocked. Dry Bowser sent his Dry Bones minions to see if they could find any evidence of newcomers, but to no avail. Zelda tried eavesdropping on Crazy Hand to see if he would erratically say the newcomers' names aloud, though he was somehow a better ninja than she was.

Every tournament they'd tried this and every time they'd come to the same conclusion - they'd just have to wait.

Several months passed, with the seasons changing with them. The talk of the tournament eventually died down, and was rarely even brought up. Now, they were focused on simply training for the upcoming battles - Little Mac and Cloud sparred in the Training Room, Bayonetta was freshening up her skills on a Sandbag, Wii Fit Trainer was hosting a yoga class to help her fellow Smashers get into shape, and Lucina and Corrine... were still trying to hide that they were wearing body paint.

Fortunately, the Wario Bros. were kicked off Facebook for "excessive nudity", so that was no longer an issue.

One morning however, during breakfast, Master Hand and Crazy Hand came into the dining room with an important announcement.

"Attention everyone," Master Hand called out. "Me and Crazy Hand have an important announcement." Everyone stopped eating and payed attention to the hands.

"Well, you want to tell them, Crazy?" Master Hand asked.

"ME aND MasTEr HAND HAve SENt letteRs to ALL The NewComErS TOdAY! WE Sent LetTERS To-"

"Quiet," Master Hand interrupted. "We don't want to spoil anything, REMEMBER?"

"OH, RiGHT," Crazy Hand corrected himself.

"Anyway," the right-handed figure said as he turned to the Smashers. "Yes, we have sent letters to the newcomers, they should start arriving today. That is all." He then snapped his fingers, causing both hands to disappear.

As Mario gulped his food, he stood on the table. "OK everyone," he called. "The newcomers are coming TODAY, so we need to get this place straightened up!"

"What's in it for us?" Bowser Jr. asked.

"I... uh..." Mario stammered, thinking of some sort of reinforcement to get the Smash Mansion cleaned.

"Well, I guess nothing," Wario bellowed. "Hey, who wants to see the some WorldStarHipHop vines?"

After a call of "ME!"s, all of the Smashers stormed out the front door, trampling over Mario. Bowser was the last to exit. "How ironic," he said as he stepped outside, following the rest.

A few hours later, outside of the Smash Mansion, the sky was turning dark and cloudy, and the wind was picking up slightly. The Smashers never often thought about it, but the mansion was a rather glorious sight to behold. Of course it'd be large, as it'd have to house over 200 people, and that wasn't even counting the individual heights. The backyard was littered with gargoyles and statues featuring the original 12, and a fountain smack in path of the front door, with a large Smash Ball statue. Beside the mansion was a large shrine, which was the Pokemon Sanctuary, where all of the Pokemon that weren't Smashers resided. The backyard also featured a playground for the younger Smashers, fields that could be used for soccer, baseball, football, golf, and more, a go-kart track, and even guards of Chain-Chomps and Hammer Bros., and the fence was a radiant gold, with Smash Ball statues on the corners, and the fields were decorated with tulips, roses, daisies - it was enough to make one wonder how much money was spent to build this place.

And that's what went through the minds of two twin cats - a female one with a green bow and blue fur, and a male with orange fur - who were the first newcomers to arrive. They were none other than Flo & Zo.

"Gee," Zo said to his sister. "This sure is different than the city."

"Yup," Flo agreed. "Just look at this house! It's bigger than our entire apartment building!" She then looked at the letter the two cats had received under the couch in their apartment building. "But are we sure this is the right place?"

Zo took a look at the letter Flo was holding, which contained a map of the entire country. They already took a portal from their own dimension to this one, with some clones to take their place while at the tournament. Now it was just a matter of finding the right place. "It says right here is the place," Zo said, pointing at the map. "So how do we get in?"

"Through the front door of course!" Flo said. "I'll just ring the doorbell and... oh..." the kitten paused as she looked at the doorbell. It was way too high to reach. "It's too high. We can't reach it."

"Well, how about we scratch the door?" Zo suggested.

"Great idea!" Flo agreed. The twins walked up and put their front paws on the door.

"Ready Zo?"

"Ready Flo!"

"Let's GO!"

The two cats started scratching the door. Fortunately, from inside, Mario was able to hear it.

"Are those Chain-Chomps loose again?" Mario asked to particularly no one. "I thought I told Luigi to hammer those posts extra-hard!"

"He opened the door and was surprised to see no Chain-Chomps, but rather cats. He wondered why there were cats here, but the letter with the official Smash Bros. symbol on it said it all. These two were newcomers to the tournament.

"Uh," Mario began, dumbfounded. "You two are here for the Smash Bros. Tournament, right?" The two cats meowed as if to say "yes".

"Well, uh," Mario stammered, still dumbstruck. "Come on in." He pulled the door back more and the cats wandered in, exploring the utopia around them.

"If these were just SOME of the newcomers," Mario thought to himself. "Who are the rest?"

When he turned around, he shortly got his answer. There at the front gate stood a flood of newcomers, each with letters with Smash Bros. symbols. There stood a Paratroopa, a group of Shy Guys, Kraid, Dr. Luigi, the Teen Titans, Blackfire, the Powerpuff Girls, the Rowdyruff Boys, Team RWBY, Goku, Naruto, Chibi-Robo, Mickey Mouse, SpongeBob, Wreck-It Ralph, Vanellope, three Minions, Black Mage, a Galceon, a Sylveon, the Mane Six, the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Clifford, Miffy, Elmo, Grover, Daffodil, and... John Cena!? And that wasn't even counting the ones just arriving.

"Well, so much for being a Nintendo-based tournament," Mario thought

The rest of the newcomers arrived within a week. While a few choices like Kamek and Black Shadow seemed like good picks to the Smashers, a few others were a bit obscure. Horses? A small, red dog? A family of French cats? Those certainly weren't ones the Smashers were expecting.

Then again, it was Crazy Hand, so his choices were OBVIOUSLY crazy.

Then, when Summer came along, Master Hand called all of the Smashers, veterans and newcomers alike, to the living room for an announcement.

"Alright everyone," the gloved being began. "As we all know, several newcomers will be joining us for this tournament, and thanks to Crazy Hand, our roster is bigger than ever before. So, I believe we all know what time it is."

"WALUIGI TIME!" Waluigi shouted, gaining looks of annoyance.

"No," Master Hand corrected. "It's-"

"PARTY TIME!" Pinkie Pie shouted as confetti blasted in the background. Since her introduction to the roster, her random outbursts and erratic nature led some of the Smashers to assume she had a mental disorder.

"No," Master Hand said, slightly more agitated. "It's-"

"ADVENTURE TIME!" Finn shouted.

"NO!" Master Hand yelled. "As I said, it's-"

"SHINY PETEY TIME!" Petey Piranha called out, receiving looks of confusion.

"You can talk?" King Boo asked. Without giving an answer, Petey simply fell asleep.

"Now, if there are no more interruptions," Master Hand continued. "It's..." he paused to make sure no one would outburst. "Time for-"

"Silly Songs with Larry!" Larry the Cucumber randomly shouted

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT

"Oooooh," Wario said. "That was a big one."

"SHUT UUUUUUP!" Master Hand shouted. "WILL YOU PLEASE LET ME SAY THAT TOMORROW STARTS THE FIFTH TOURNAMENT!?"

Sure enough, everyone shut up after that outburst.

"My apologies," Master Hand said. "But yes, Tomorrow will start the fifth official Smash Bros. tournament. As with every tournament, you all will be bunking with some of your fellow Smashers. Mario, would you like to read it over?"

"Can do," Mario said as he walked up to the front of the living room. After about two hours, Mario finished up and returned to the rest of his fellow Smashers.

"Thank you, Mario," Master Hand said. "The first matches will start in the morning, and Classic Mode, Adventure Mode, the Stadium, and the like will be open if you wish. Have a good rest of the evening."

That night, everyone went to their assigned dorm rooms to get some sleep. They were definitely going to need it - the big tournament would start the next day.

And what a tournament it would be.