Disclamer: Everyone knows that I do not own any of the characters.

Introduction

This is just a little bit of introduction for the story 'cause I'm not motivated enough to try and explain everything during the story. Please read or you will be confused:

The story will take place in the Brawl Manor.

All 35 brawl players will be used along with the 5 from melee who were cut, just 'cause I like them. Master and Crazy Hands included.

Young Link and Toon Link are separate characters. And for the sake of increasing the size of the cast, Samus and Zero Suit Samus (ZSS) are separate characters, and so are Zelda and Sheik.

Early Morning Jitters

It was about 6:00 in the morning, and as usual, Mewtwo and Lucario were the first to get up. After exchanging good mornings, Lucario headed down to the kitchen while Mewtwo tried to wake up Pichu (the other smashers get cranky without their breakfast and Pichu is the cook).

"Hey, Pichu, it's already 6:02. You overslept AGAIN." Mewtwo pounded a few times on Pichu's door while mentally screaming at him.

"Ughhhh…go away. I went to bed late last night. Gimme a break."

"It's not my fault you stayed up late watching old cowboy movies and bad sitcoms. Now get up before I make Crazy prepare your breakfast."

"Outta my way!" Pichu dashed out of his room, nearly running over Mewtwo in the process, and jumped downstairs to drag a still snoring Young Link (YL, the assistant chef) out of bed into the kitchen.

Lucario, who had just gotten a morning snack from the fridge, unfortunately did not notice Pichu making a beeline for the kitchen, causing quite a racket and mess in front of the fridge, and waking YL in the process.

"Huh? Where am I? What happened to the cotton candy trees?" YL, still in a daze, looked around the messy kitchen. Lucario had been knocked into the pantries and was now covered in flour and some sort of old slime like mold, Pichu had somehow wound up with his head stuck in the dishwasher (however that happened), and there was so much food littering the ground that even Kirby couldn't finish it all.

Meanwhile, upstairs Kirby suddenly snapped his eyes open, fully awake.

"Kirby…senses…tingling…FOOD!"

Back downstairs in the kitchen, the morning had definitely not greeted three unfortunate smashers well at all.

"Watch where you're going you little rat!" Lucario dusted the flour off of himself was now attempting to remove the mold.

"Mmf hm umf ba bleh!" Pichu's words were completely unrecognizable due to being muffled by the dishwasher.

"Pichu, did you drag me out of bed without waking me AGAIN?!" YL yelled while trying to dig out of the mountain of food. "And how did this mess happen?"

"FOOD! Food food food food food food food food FOOD!" Kirby sped into the kitchen at speeds that would make Sonic jealous.

"HEY! You're not supposed to be in here." YL reached behind him to get his sword, only to realize it wasn't there.

"What the… GAH!! WHY AM I STILL IN MY PAJAMAS?!"

Kirby completely ignored YL and proceeded to consuming all the food on the ground.

"HEY! I said GET OUT!" YL had no choice but to attempt to wrestle Kirby away from the kitchen. "Lucario, can you give me a hand?"

"The kitchen's your problem kid." Lucario replied and left, having finally removed all the slime from his fur.

"Oh, for the love Farore! Don't make me do something I might regret!" YL continued to struggle with Kirby, who was now eating anything that would fit into its mouth, including 3 spoons and a bar of soap.

During the struggle though, YL had unwittingly bumped into the power button on the dishwasher, which Pichu had yet to free himself from.

"CHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!"

As to be expected, Pichu's shrilling scream did nothing to wake the other smashers, nor did YL and Kirby notice, nor did Lucario and Mewtwo, both outside warming up, hear him.

Please review. Next chapter will be:

Breakfast, the Most Unpleasant Meal of the Day

And it will be longer too.