The Super Smash Brothers Sports Academy!
By Hoogiman

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the game, Super Smash Brothers. They are the property of Nintendo, so please do not sue.

Gold Stars:

Okay, last time I didn't give out any gold stars, so nobody read it. So here we go. Okay, keep tally!

You get one gold star if you read the chapter…

You get two gold stars if you don't realise that this is a trick where you can type random sentences to get the word count up.

You get no gold stars if you do realise that this is a trick where you can type random sentences to get the word count up.

Oh, did I say that you get two gold stars if you don't realise that this is a trick where you can type random sentences to get the word count up?

Author's Note: This is so dry, you could literally put a wet sponge on the story, and it would all be sucked up.

Chapter Two: POISON BALL!1

"For your first game of doom!" laughed Crazy Hand, crazily, "I shall make you play Poison Ball!"

Crazy Hand cackled evilly.

"Oh, I'm so scared," said Captain Falcon.

"You should be!" chuckled Crazy, "There is a punishment if you get hit!"

"Ooh," said Captain Falcon sarcastically. "I'm so scared."

"Let's play!" said Crazy Hand, drawing a rectangle with chalk.

Crazy Hand rolled the giant ball along the ground.

All of the Smashers avoided it, while Captain Falcon stood still, sceptically.

"Get out of the way! You won't like it!" laughed Crazy Hand, as the ball rolled slowly towards Falcon.

"Pfft, yeah right? What's the poison ball going to do? Poison me?" laughed Falcon.

The ball touched Falcon's leg.

Because of the fatal properties of the rubber ball, a lethal injection of poison was injected into Falcon's bloodstream.

He died.

The smashers panicked.

"Get it? Poison ball?" asked Crazy Hand.

Nobody laughed.

"Why isn't anyone laughing?" asked Crazy Hand.

"I think the smashers are too busy trying to FRIGGIN' RUN FOR THEIR LIVES AND AVOID A CERTAIN AND PAINFUL DEATH to your joke," said Master Hand.

"Oh (1)," said Crazy Hand.

Crazy Hand picked up the ball, and threw it into the square.

The smashers ran away, evading the ball's path.

"See? This isn't so hard!" said Link, "We just evade the ball, and we don't die!"

"What if I make it, Poison Water bombs?" laughed Crazy Hand, "And I trap us all in this enclosure?"

"NUUEZ!1" screamed everyone.

"Well, that's a stupid idea," said Link, "Because if you do that, some might hit you!"

"But I took the antidote!" said Crazy Hand.

"Really? Antidote? Where can I find some?" asked Link.

"Right here, on the ground!" said Crazy Hand, dropping a needle, "First one that gets it, gets immunity!"

All of the smashers raced to the needle. Eventually, it turned out to become one giant brawl, and almost everyone died. Yadda yadda long descriptive fight scene.

Now there was only one Smasher left standing.

"Yes! I survive!" said a triumphant Bowser, waving his fists in the air.

"Congratulations," said Crazy Hand.

"Er… thanks?" asked Bowser, injecting himself in the arm.

"But… that injection was actually full of poison!" cackled Crazy Hand evilly.

"NUUEZ!1" said Bowser, dying.

…

…

"You killed all of the smashers!" said Master Hand, angrily. "What an inhumane, cruel act!"

"Sorry," said Crazy Hand.

"I said only to kill the unpopular characters!" said Master Hand angrily.

"Sorry," said Crazy Hand.

"Oh well, hopefully all of the characters will come back alive due to continuity errors."

EDN.

Unnecessary Footnotes, which don't actually add to the enjoyment of the story for readers:

1) Would you take my excuse of this being a tool to get the word count up? See, I told you this was dry.