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Main Pairing: SnakeXMarth
Snake smiled, almost pervertedly at the thought of what awaited him later on in the night.
Tonight he would enjoy himself as if it were the last day on Earth, he would permit himself to exceed all
limits, he would basically go out there and have a good time. But just to keep it a secret, he'd call it a
mission, incase someone questioned him.
He stretched about as he glanced up at a lone clock, six thirteen p.m.
It should be getting dark in about, let's say, approximatly two hours or so.
He sighed, as he reached into his pocket pulling out a small pack of cigarettes. He pulled one out slowly
before shoving the small pack back into his pocket. Placing the cigarette between his lips he searched his
pockets frantically, mentally cursing himself for forgetting to pack a lighter or at least some matches.
He looked around a bit, finding Mario passing by just in time.
"Hey Mario" spoke Snake out in a rough, raspy voice.
Mario looked over at the man a bit puzzled.
"Would you mind lighting this up, pal?" he asked, indicating his un-lit cigarette.
Mario was about to shake his head, before he looked around catiously. He tossed a small fire ball upwards,
careful enough to not let it touch the ceiling, as Snake merely outstretched his hand so that the cigarette
could be litten up.
He lazily saluted the man, thankful. Before Mario left, waving the man off.
Snake directed his attention back towards the clock, six fifteen p.m.
This may take a while.
--Outside--
Alright, Roy was kicked out of Smash. Ike was...What was Ike doing? the young prince asked himself, before
shaking his head and returning to his thoughts. Link was out. Captain Falcon was out. Why was everyone
out?! Am I the only one with nohting to do? I swear if I see one more person going out I'm going to--
"Hey Marth, what're you up to?" Fox asked walking up to the boy, Falco at his side.
"Nothing, nothing at all. Sitting here, thinking is all."
"I see, well maybe I'll see you around later. Me and Falco are going out to get something to eat. I heard
Donkey Kong was cooking tonight, yikes! I'll be scarred my whole life with banana this banana that." Fox
shook his head.
"Yeah, we'll see you around" finished Falco, as both men waved at the lone prince.
"Yeah...Later.." the prince waved about sadly.
He sighed as he looked down at his feet.
Relax, I just have to live through this day. Most should be back by tomorrow.
He told himself inhaling and exhaling slowly.
At least I think they will..
--In The Halls--
Snake sat in the middle of the halls, he had nearly fallen asleep before he heard loud footsteps that
obviously, woke his half-conscious mind up.
Bower was seen, running as fast as his stubby legs could go. His hand pressed against his mouth as if he
were about to throw up.
Snake guessed, dinner with either Wario or Donkey Kong. Those guys just kept serving it up.
He yawned as he looked up at the time, eight fifteen p.m.
YES! Time to go.
Snake stood up, stretching himself out once again before looking around carefully. He proceeded to
crouching down a bit, moving towards the lobby as stealthily as he could. Coming to the corner that
seperated the hall from the lobby, he peeked around it finding about five, six, seven, eight..., a couple of
people in the room. He slid down the wall thinking. A grin crawled upon his features as he thought of an
excellent idea.
He kneeled onto all fours placing a cardboard box over him.
Perfect! he thought, as he proceeded to crawling.
Yes, one could say it was a bit difficult to crawl under a small box, but he made it to the door. Of course, the
box receiving many awkward glances, but Snake didn't seem to notice.
He opened the door, as best as he could. Stepping outside, or more like, crawling outside as he began
heading towards the steps.
--With Marth--
Marth who was currently polishing his Falchion stopped as he noticed something.
A box was making it's way down the steps, and was almost down to his level. He made a face as he
examined the box, nothing to special about it, but he doubted the box was a live-walking organism.
He slowly gripped the box and pulled it up, only to find a man known as Snake, crawling down some steps
before the man jumped and looked around confused.
"Oh come on, kid, give me back the cardboard box before someone sees me" the older man demanded,
snapping his head in every direction.
"Why is it that you panic, Snake?" the young prince asked, placing Snake's cardboard box off to the side.
"Well, um..I" he thought of an excuse.
Wait! Why do I need to think! I had one planned out.
Snake grinned as he answered the boy's quesiton.
"I'm on a dangerous mission kid, so I don't want any..You know, spies or anything on my tail. You get where
I'm going with this don't you?" Snake said, almost proud of his spectacular lie before the other boy
answered, with a response Snake never made a back-up plan to.
"Oh? A mission you say. May I come along? For I have nothing better to do at the moment, and I can move
about stealthily." Marth questioned the older man, with an innocent blank stare directed right at Snake.
Damn this boy! I can't have him tagging along. He'll complain about it being wrong, then I'll leave the poor
boy scarred for life.
Snake pondered the idea of the teenager coming for a moment before shaking his head and answering with,
"No, this is even too dangerous for you. And I work alone, you hear me, alone."
"But I would not get in your way. Infact you would not even notice my presence." answered Marth simply,
making Snake almost sorry for trying to get rid of him.
"Listen pretty boy, this is a mission for Snake and only Snake. My skills are needed in this one, not yours.
And you're far too delicate and small to deal with the things I deal with. So go help Peach wash the dishes or
something." Snake ended, trying to humiliate the boy the best he could.
"As much as I would love to help Princess Peach, it bothers me that you think I am, as you say, delicate and
small. I have dealt with many a man. And been in situations far worse than you can imagine. I beg that you
let me come along, please?" the boy insisted, looking up at Snake as if he were about to be denied by his
one true love.
Snake sighed, reasoning with himself.
Well, I can try and lose him on the way there. Some sneaky traps, or a trick of some sort might work.
Besides, it wouldn't be so bad having him around for a bit. I mean, if he makes it through all the way we
could have some fun... He grinned, a perverted look showing on his face.
Marth only rubbed his head, looking at the man with an obscure look.
"Alright then boy, come along if you're so interested. But I'm warning you, if you end up getting yourself in a
mess, I won't help you out. Understood?"
Marth simply nodded as he stood up and followed Snake.
Finally, something to do.
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First chapter done!