GAME_OVER

Chapter 5: X-SB

No One's POV
As if on cue, Crazy Hand bursted(?) through the door, startling everyone including Master Hand. "HEY BROTHER! I brought that thing you wanted me to bring!"
"Thank you Crazy," Crazy tossed four syringes to Master Hand and he caught all of them in a swift swipe. "Now, this is something we like to call Xeno-Smash Blood, or X-SB for short. We will inject this in you because one, anybody who would identify you, they would see you guys as smashers and not humans, and two, to show proof that you are residents of the Smash Mansion."
Carter POV
He started to slowly shake the contents in the syringe slowly to show us what's inside. To be honest, I'm not fond of needles, nor am I petrified of them. Unlike someone...
*cough* Chris *cough*
Anyways, he then asked us who would like to go first, and because all of us are good friends, we forced Chris to go first.
We saw him trembling as he went to go sit down in the chair. As Master Hand was preparing, Chris was glaring at us in a threatening way, and if glares could kill, we would all be dead. Master Hand rolled up Chris' left sleeve so he could see the side of his shoulder. He treated it like a doctor's appointment, putting alcohol on the skin first, and aligning the syringe. Chris' eyes were squeezed shut, as Master Hand poked the needle at his shoulder, and eventually he injected the X-SB into his shoulder. He seemed calmer for some reason and Master Hand removed the syringe. He put a band-aid on and let him walk back to his seat. "How was it?" Jake asked. "Not that bad to be honest, probably better than most shots in my life..."
This process repeated again but with Lily and Jake, and then it was my turn. He walked over to the chair and rolled up my left sleeve. Master Hand wiped my shoulder with alcohol, and poked the syringe at my shoulder. I stayed calm as he injected the X-SB, and eventually he took it out and put a band-aid on it. He smiled at me and I smiled back while going to my seat.
"Good job you guys. You handled that better than expected, most smashers hate getting this when they are admitted," he said. "BUT UM BROTHER???? DON'T WE GET TO DO THE FUN PART?!?" Crazy said bound to explode in the back. "Oh of course, how could I forget. Follow me you four, you guys are going to get properly equipped for your stay." We all look at him like he's crazy, and he simply chuckled as he walked towards the door, us getting up slowly. "What? Did you guys honestly think you are going to stay here without fighting in the matches? You'll surely look like outcasts if you don't."
Oh no...
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HI. So the next chapter will be one of my favorites in this book! And geez only 500+ words? Including the A/N? I don't think I'm feeling well...
Peace! Gracie.
P.S. I'm probably going to put out another chapter.