I promise I'm doing the third chapter of my actual story but oh my god the writers block is terrible x_x
I'm just going to start these random ish one shots and see if they help my writers block improveeeeeeeeeee
Enjoyyyyyy :)
"Ready, Go!"
Master Hand floated in his little viewing box, agitated to bits. This match between Prince Marth and Ike was supposed to be of skills, a daring swordfight, epic saves and wins...
But no.
The game started three, no, four now, minutes ago.
Neither swordsman moved.
That was probably because they were locked in a passionate embrace(they had been in this position when they were teleported into the arena)- Ike shoving his tounge down Marths throat, and vice versa.
The other smashers and fans that were present to watch the fight either blushed, rolled their eyes, or turned away out of embarrassment. They all knew about this wayyyyy before Master Hand did. Marth and Ike were labeled the 'always together' couple since they were never spotted without echother, since they first got together. They were also probably the biggest case of PDA at smash mansion. Ever.
Reluctantly, though, the mercenary broke away from the lip lock and intimate hug. He whispered something in Marth's ear -Marth sighed and nodded-, before turning around, and cannonballed into the pit surrounding Final Destination. Marth stood in his spot waiting impatiently, before running towards the exit as a long "Game!" echoed throughout the stadium.
The duo joined echother again in the locker room moments later.
Master Hand really needed new smashers.
That was the best I could do for now, but I always get random one-shot ideas, so hopefully I can come up with some cooler things later!
PDA stands for Public Display of Affection.