"WHAT?" Every vein in Roy's body was tensed to the point of near explosion. He was furious at the news he had just received. Looking at the sheet of paper in his hand, he couldn't believe what happened. This wasn't possible. Marth skipped up to Roy. "Hey Roy," he said. "I see you got your Brawl Eligibility Letter." Roy just sort of growled in acknowledgement. "So, what's you're status? I was accepted." Marth was nearly jumping as he excitedly showed Roy the application that had a large green "Accepted" stamped on it. "You know, I just can't wait. I heard Sonic the Hedgehog was gonna be there, as well as Solid Snake. Snake. Oh, sorry. I forgot why I was here. So are you in Brawl or not?" Roy considered vomiting into the moat of Peach's Castle. That would be a difficult feat, considering he was on the roof. Still not willing to accept the truth Roy mumbled his answer. "Not." "What?" Marth asked as he sat down next to Roy and put his hand behind his ear. "Not." Roy mumbled again. Marth put his ear next to Roy's mouth. "I still couldn't hear you." Roy was getting ticked now. He screamed as loud as he could, "I'M NOT IN BRAWL!" The sudden burst of sound surprised Marth and he fell off the roof.
Marth climbed back up to the roof, dripping with water. "Not cool man." Roy just glared. Marth shook his head, flapping his hair around like a wet dog. "So, wait. You're not in Brawl?" "No." Marth sighed. "That sucks." "You want to know what's worse?" Roy felt tears begin to well up in his eyes. "What?" "Olimar made it in over me." Marth furrowed his eyebrows. "Olimar?" "Yeah, Olimar. That short guy, wears a space helmet, followed around by alien plants, big nose." Marth still looked puzzled. "Bad hairdo for the little hair that he actually has." "Right!" He finally remembered. Leave it to Marth to be the one who remembers people by their hairstyles. Roy wiped the tears from his face. "This was a big deal, and I lost it." "Sorry, man." The two sat in silence for a few minutes. Slightly changing the subject Roy asked, "Has everyone received his or her confirmations yet?" "No, some are still being debated. Luigi's a basket case. Ganondorf is destroying everything in sight. Young Link won't get off the Internet. Everyone's being destroyed by the stress. The stages are almost done being confirmed, too." As if it was a summons, Peach called up to Marth from ground level. "Marth! Yoo hoo! Zelda and I need your help!" Marth leaned over the edge of the castle. "What do you need?" "We need you to help us get some ideas to keep the castle safe while we're gone!" "Gotcha! Be right down!" Marth turned to Roy, "Sorry. Duty calls." "Just go." Roy said, waving him away. Watching the setting sun, Roy contemplated what might happen in the days to come.