Quality Time Chapter 1

Hello hello people this is AngeloHeroOfLight bring you a Super Smash Bros fic.

This is the remake of this chapter because the original was super super super short, less than six hundred words.

So it is similar to the first one but this will be longer and obviously set the tone much better than the original.

Might do the second chapter to, I'll let you guys decide.

Without further ado, here we go.

Master Hand flung the stack of papers across the room. He smacked the rest of the items off his desk and slumped into his chair.

Things were not going well in the smash mansion. No there wasn't any supernatural being trying to destroy the world. No they weren't being forced to do anything against their will, and thankfully the fangirls were being kept in check.

No the real problem the smash mansion faced was, the smashers.

The irony Master Hand thought. In the first two tournaments everything had been fine, in the third there were . . . complications.

But in the fourth tournament the smashers were in an all out battle to kill each other and that was wrong, killing was meant for battles only.

Now if the smashers would have restricted the their fights to the arena maybe he wouldn't care as much, but these smashers fought everywhere. Just yesterday Kirby and Fox had set the kitchen and stairs on fire only for the last slice of pizza.

Which reminded him of all the other idiotic things the smashers fought for. Master Hand snapped his fingers and all the papers flew back to the table.

He picked up the first paper and read (However a hand reads) the long list of damages.

Mario and Bowser had broken three walls in a fight.

Palutena had chased Yoshi all through the mess hall shooting Orbitars.

Samus and Zero Suit Samus had been fighting over who got to spend the afternoon with Pikachu, it wasn't a good idea to let Samus have her cannon without restriction .

Bowser and Mario had set fire to the gardens.

Peach and Little Mac had beaten up Donkey Kong for reasons the hand didn't know.

Ness had thrown a PSI powered tantrum when Ness realized Lucas wasn't in the tournament.

Wario had made the Febreze team come to the mansion after he had eaten a pound of garlic.

Bowser and Mario had fought when Mario had, according to him, accidently taken Junior's food.

Mr. Game and Watch and Pac Man had fought to see who was the better classic gamer, the winner was R.O.B when he attacked the two from behind.

Bowser and Mario had broken three beds and four walls as their battle had then fighting in four different rooms. Zelda and Sheik had stopped them when Mario and Bowser were in Zelda's room.

Master Hand sighed and put the paper down, that had only been the first page of the fifty page damage list . . . for this month.

Again the hand wouldn't have minded, the battles were usually entertaining to watch to be truthful, but like anything else in the world repairs cost money.

Money that the smashers seemed to be eating away with their ridiculous fights. No way would Nintendo pay for another game.

Master Hand chastised himself, the fourth wall was fragile enough as it was.

Master Hand sighed again, he really had no idea how to get the smashers to get along. He'd be happy if at least they didn't want to kill each other.

If only they were like him and Crazy . . .wait a second.

That's it!

A wrinkle in Master Hand deepened, which meant he had an evil smirk.

See the smashers had gotten tired of Master Hand and Crazy hand's fights, ironically. So they decided to lock up the hands together to resolve their issues.

What went down in that room, Master Hand never wanted to talk about it.

The hand decided that if the smashers couldn't resolve their problems then he'd fix it for them, or at least lock them up together.

"But who goes with who?" Master Hand asked himself "I'd have to do research on who doesn't like each other, maybe check worlds and common interests and that's seems like so much work, it might even cost money!"

The hand kept ranting until an idea formed in his . . . fingertip.

"Or, or, or." he said to himself. Master Hand took out a tablet that had all the pictures of the smashers, he scrolled down and pressed the shuffle button.

Master Hand sighed again, the chaos that was about to unfold. The hand laughed softly.

Worst case scenario he thought is we all die, but then I dont have to pay bills.

He pressed a red button on his desk phone and took a breath to steady himself.

"Call a meeting for tomorrow morning, all the smashers must attend."

So first question for newcomers, did you like the chapter? For returning readers was this chapter better than the original?

Either way I'm happy with it and will be looking forward to keep seeing you here.

AngeloHeroOfLight signing out!