Somewhere, in a bar there are two men sitting in a dark corner, talking to each other in a muffled voice;
"So hey, did you hear from the Nintendo guys? About Smash 4? I heard they liked you participating in all of those brawls. Well except for Yoshi. He didn't care much for Otacon I hear"
"Yeah, that's what I heard as well. Still, no invitation. Heard Sonic got one this time around. Makes sense though. These days he gets those pitty invites from Mario. Mustache man hates what Sega did to him. Well that's what you get for getting in with the y-"
"SSSHHH! Dude, seriously, ix-nay on the ster-gang-ay!"
"Oh right. Sorry. Slip of the tongue. Damn Foxdie. Makes me lose control you know?"
"Just shut up and take a gulp of that pint man"
"So... what about you?"
"Yeah, they gave me one. I still don't know what to do."
"Well... you could always head to PASBR- PFFF HAHAHAHAHAHA I'M SORRY HAHA"
"HAHAHAHAHA. Yeah. Sure. Great idea there. Man I dodged a bullet there."
"Tell me about it. Kept getting texts from Raiden. Catering was really, really poor. He also told me Kratos was a total dick. No surprise there. "bla bla bla, I've slain gods, what did you guys every do to get invited?" Ugh. Asshat. Well, that Drake dude was nice. Bit obsessed with some messageboard calling him a psycopath mudering jerk. Still, Raiden was pissed I gave him my invite. Worth it to see him pissed hehehe."
"Haha, nailed it!"
"You know it. You've made up your mind, haven't you?"
"Yup. Well, it will be eighteen years late... do you think they'll accept me?"
"Eh, there's always haters."
"Hehe. True. Well they're getting a good pick. I mean, I heard rumours about Lightning getting the spot..."
"Oh oh oh oh stop man, we don't talk about her. EVER"
"Hehe. So, wish me luck?"
"Sure dude. And hey, put a good word in for me with Mario. I swear to god, I never bbq'ed a Yoshi. Also, don't say anything about Big Boss. Seriously. Glory hog."
"Well... time to do this"