A/N: Hi there! I'm Daweirdone, and welcome to my story. I have no idea what it's going to be about yet, but I we'll see what happens. This is the first story that I've ever written on this site, so any feedback/ suggestions would be highly appreciated! Thanks! I will try to focus on a different smasher every chapter, unless it is a story arc.

Disclaimer: I do not own Super Smash Bros, or its characters. Nintendo does.

Chapter 1: Smash-City

It was a peaceful day in Smash-City. Birds were chirping, grasshoppers were clicking, and everything was quiet. The mayor of Smash-City sighed a deep, powerful sigh as he went out on his lawn with a lawn chair to work on his tan. Then, out of nowhere, he heard the sound of train a train chugging toward the train station, which, coincidentally, was right next to the Mayor's Office.

That's odd, The mayor thought, Nobody ever visits town through the train. The last time the train station was used was last year, when… Oh no! It's today? The mayor quickly got back inside his house, put on his clothes over the lone pair of Mario boxers that he was wearing now, and headed to the train station in a rush.

Now, even though the train station was very close to his house, it would take his a whole 5 minutes of running to get there. That was because the mayor was none other than a purple pikmin. He started sprinting as fast as he could to the train station, breaking his all time record of one mile per hour, and going the full one and a quarter miles an hour.

He didn't have time to celebrate his breaking of the limits, though, because as soon as he entered the train station, he was swept aside by the speed at which the train entered the station. He was holding on for dear life onto a half full soda can, and the train kept going and going and going…

Finally, the train stopped, and an a man with a bushy mustache, blue overalls, brown shoes, a red shirt, and a red hat stepped out. He saw the purple pikmin, passed out, sleeping on a potato chip bag, and shook him awake.

"Hello? Helloooo?" The red man poked the poor purple pikmin with his white gloves, until he finally regained his composure. The pikmin sat up, and outstretched his stubby hand. He shook hands with the red man's pinky finger.

"Welcome! I assume you're Mario?" Mario nodded. "Well, gather all of the smashers out here and I'll give them my grand welcoming speech!" The mayor said.

Mario entered the train, and, after a few minutes, came out with many smashers behind him. Eventually, the whole train station was filled with smashers. And, of course, the mayor.

What should I say? I don't have a welcoming speech ready! The mayor thought to himself. It's ok, just make it up as you go along. After all, who was the one who beat Toadsworth in the race for mayor? Me! Who was the one who protected the town when the waddle-dees rebelled? ME! WHO WAS THE ONE WHO…

Everyone stared at the mayor as he strutted back and forth, every once and while screaming "ME!" and pointing to himself. Luigi, Mario's brother, finally stopped all this by tapping him on the shoulder. The mayor was caught off guard by this, and fell off the bench he was walking on and fell into the half full soda can that he hung on to before.

All of the smashers started to laugh at him while Luigi pulled him out by the flower sticking out of his head. He regained his composure and bellowed in a voice that could rival Donkey Kong's roar and Link's screams,"Welcome, one and all, to Smash-City! This is where you will all be staying while the next Super Smash Bros, Tournament is being held. We have everything you could ask for, such as tennis courts, swimming pools, and even a supermall! So enjoy your stay here at Smash-City, because you all deserve it!" All of the smashers were cheering hard after his speech.

"Now, I'm aware that not everyone is here yet, such as the assist trophies, and the unannounced people, so we are still constructing housing for them as well. While I have a large workforce of pikmin and waddle-dees to help me, they alone can't build the houses in time. So, as contribution to our wonderful city, I am asking all smashers to help work on the houses at least one day each week." All of the smashers groaned. "To make sure you do this, you will all be given a card to swipe at the end of your work day, to show that you did work. Now that that's all out of the way, feel free to explore-" The smashers then rushed out of the train station, leaving the mayor alone in the station before he could even finish his sentence.

He sighed and started to head back home. On the way, he saw a giant, disembodied, floating gloved hand walk past him, saying "How do you do?" He concluded that he was going mad, and went home to get some rest. These next few weeks were going to be a long one...

A/N: Do you guys think that this length is good, or too long or short? Anyways, I focused on the mayor way more than I originally thought I would in the first chapter. Don't worry, the later chapters will focus more on the smashers. Any suggestions on who I should focus on next or anything else in general would be much appreciated! Thanks!