Welcome to the my weird mind! I have just try making my first fanfiction, hoping that some people will like it. If I add anything (like the Pokemon Trainer's name), it's because of assumptions or to try to make the story sound more interesting. Enjoy
Warining: In the future, it might contain yaoi. But not now. (Sorry if you read this just for it .)
Pit was more than glad to become a member of the new Super Smash Brothers tournaments that were held. Pit had auditioned with many other people that wanted to become a part of it as well, and was fortunate to join the new Brawl family. All the excitement was rushing to his head as he was on board a plane with other members that were also a part of it. He looked around, seeing the many different people and creatures of all sorts, wanting to see what he was going to be competing against. But there was one small problem, not everyone was on board the plane.
In fact, the mercenary came at the exact same moment that the angel was thinking about the members.
Pit looked up at him, seeing a couple of scratches across the man's face, making Pit worry."Those things aren't going to hurt me, are they?"
Pit's eyes fell a little, surprised to hear something like that instead of "Hello" or "Sorry for being late". But Pit is not the person that wouldn't reject to answer a question,"No. I just warn you, it could get in the way if I decide to walk out in the aisle."
The rather old looking man had looked at him, turning around and grabbing the person in front of him, both Pit and his new seating partner for the plane ride stared at him in shock. Pit's eyes looked down, knowing that not most people really like his swan-like wings,"Aw, cheer up," Pit stared at the person that now sat next to him,"I'm actually kind of glad that he moved me," that person went up to Pit's ear, whispering,"The guy next to him smells REALLY bad..."
Pit giggled,"I second that." Both of them turned to see the old man getting up again, switching the other people around.
"Well, since we're both in this, we might as well get to know each other,"the person took out his hand in front of Pit,"Hello, my name is Gary."
Pit looked at him confused,"Um, is this supposed to be some formal way of greeting each other?"
Gary looked at him, taking off the hat he had worn, relieving the hair he had,"I can tell that you don't belong in a world that is like mine. I think most of us greet each other with a hand shake and then our names."
Pit took his hand, shaking his hand lightly,"My name is Pit. Did I do it right?"
Gary nodded at him,"You sure did. At least you didn't try to break my hand." Pit stared at him with wide eyes, having a feeling of fear,"Don't worry about it, we'll try to stick together in this. That is, if you don't mind."
Pit nodded at him, smiling at the fact he was already making a friend,"Let's try to change the subject..."Pit took a time to think, his wings moving a bit as he began to think.
"Woah!" Pit looked back at him, seeing Gary looking at his back,"You have wings!"
Pit looked away,"Yeah, I know..."
"That's so awesome" Pit's eyes widened again,"I've always wondered how it feels like to fly with your own wings."
"It's not that big of a deal,"Pit told him,"They sometimes do get in the way of doing things. For example: that guy left because he thought that I would annoy him."
"Ignore that old fart,"Gary told him,"He just seems like he's here for his own self interest."Gary kept staring at his wings in awe,"Can I touch it?"
"Sure, just don't touch them for too long."
Gary moved his hands to it, feeling the soft feathers on his fingertips smiling,"They're really soft. I think I'm beginning to feel envious of my new friend."
Pit began to giggle, making Gary look at him,"That tickles."
"That's even better that you can feel them" Gary grabbed Pit's hands,"Will you promise to be my friend in this competition?"
Pit's lips formed upward to a soft smile, more than glad to know someone that would be not only his friend, but also very respectful.
"Hey kid," both Pit and Gary turned back te aisle, seeing the same old man that originally switched Gary next to Pit,"Get off my seat."
"No way" said Gary back, letting go of Pit's hands,"You don't deserve to sit next to this person. Go to hell!"
The old man raised his eyebrow,"Fine, I'll take me seat back the hard way." In an instant, Gary was up in the air, the old man's hand grabbing his neck, squeezing it as tightly as he possibly could.
Pit's eyes grew wide, seeing his new friend being chocked by someone that was the opposite of his friend, the horror making him stay paralyzed. Just before he thought that his friend was dead, a mushroom had struck the old man right on the head, making him drop Gary,"Excuse me, but I believe we're not here to kill each other It's against the rules of the Super Smash Bros. Committee."
A woman, in pink flight attendant costume, with blonde hair and big blue eyes had interfered, seeing the woman wasn't exactly happy,"And who are you to say that?"
"I am Peach, a member of the Super Smash Bros. Brawl tournament."Everyone in the room had turned to her, including Gary who was still catching his breath,"You're Snake, aren't you?"
"Wow, even a stupid blonde knows who I am,"Snake grinned, seeing an even angrier expression across her face, Peach pulling out a golf club from behind.
"Enough"all of us faced another person who had said that, also appearing in a flight attendance costume,"If you want to be expelled from the competition, then I suggest you all start getting along!"
"Marth, this upcoming member was about to kill another contestant," said Peach.
"Sir!"Snake looked at Marth, seeing the seriousness of his eyes,"Are you the man the call Snake?"
"Yes," he said in a calmly manner.
Marth took a deep breath, looking at Peach for a while,"I have been given orders that if something like this does occur, then we should let this one slide."
"That's not fair!"Pit got out of his seat, making everyone stare at him,"This disrespectful man almost killed my friend! Plus, he was trying to take back his seat that he didn't even want at first!!"
"Silence!!" Pit looked at him rather sadly, looking at how angry Marth had become, "Everyone is to go back to their original seats that were originally given to you! Anyone who dares to try and move OR do something as ridiculous as Snake tried to pull off will literately be thrown out while this plane is in motion. "
Marth walked away, going back to the pilot room, leaving everyone in silence. Gary looked at Pit, seeing the sadness in his eyes. Snake had just been staring at the both of them, soon seeing Gary stare at him with hatred, flipping off Snake before he went back to his original seat. Pit starred at Gary as he went back to his seat, Gary looking back at him. Snake had taken his seat back, his face blocking the image of Gary for Pit, making Pit look away. Just before everyone was seated, Peach had handed him an actual peach, Pit looking at Peach as she gave him a soft smile before walking away. And the plane took off soon after.
"Are you going to eat that?"Snake had asked Pit after a couple of hours of being in flight. Pit had been starring outside his window for a long time. In fact, ever since the plane took off he was starring out the window,"I take that as a no." Pit had heard him, gently placing the peach on Snake's lap a bit after, making Snake raise his eyebrows slightly. Snake had starred at Pit, noticing how miserable he was feeling, not by his face, but by his wings, seeing almost none of it."Sorry about earlier."That was all he said, Pit not even moving his original posture. Snake had moved his hand close to his hair, eventually stroking the brunette locks of Pit, but Pit never budged, Snake soon seeing a small tear come down the angel's eye. Pit had moved his hand laying on the arm rest, wiping away the tear that fell down his cheek, setting it his arm back to where it was. Before it went to the original spot, he felt a hand lead it away from the arm rest, making Pit's eyes look at Snake, who had drawn his lips to the fingers he used for the tear, kissing it gently. The mercenary looked at him the entire time, the angel's eyes being filled with a bit of hope.
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