The Snob Santa

It was a good morning today in the Smash Mansion. Everyone drew out a piece of paper with someone's name on it. They could go tell them that they got their name on it. Cloud was unlucky when he pulled out Corrin's name. The Rich Snob he permanently had his leash on him. No one wanted to trade with Cloud. Not because of Corrin, because they wanted to respect their chosen Smasher. Cloud wanted to die. Corrin had tortured him enough and the least he had to get was Corrin. Without any other option, Cloud entered Corrin's room, which he knew by default, he would be their. Like always, filing his nails and combing his wavy hair with one of the best combs from Nohr. Corrin noticed Cloud's presence and he did not like it one bit.

"Excuse me! Knock before you open! Get out and try again! Do that again and your head is going on my wall! Do you hear me?! I'm going to lose my voice because of you! Ugh! Don't piss me off this morning!" Corrin pointed his filer to the door and meant what he said. The prince of two countries ended of nagging and lashing out at him. Cloud wanted to die, just for real this time. With no other choice, he did as told with a knock.

"Come in!" Corrin answered happily. Cloud entered his room and closed the door behind him.

"Well well! If it isn't Cloud! I'm guessing you got my name for this Secret Santa." Corrin eyed him uncomfortably. Cloud nodded, showing the strip of paper with Corrin's name on it. Corrin smirked. What evil scheme did he had this time?

"What do you want?" Cloud wanted to leave his room as soon as possible.

"Simple really. . ." Corrin continued to file his nails. "What I want for Christmas is Rudolph the Red-Nose Reindeer. Not the toy, the real deer from the North Pole."

"Please tell me you're joking." It was the weirdest answer he ever received. Corrin got up and walked toward him, close enough to jab his filer on his stiffed chest. "Does this beautiful face looked like a peasant's joke to you?!" Corrin yelled. "For your information, reindeers are real and so is Rudolph!" Corrin removed his filer away from his chest and pulled up his purple glitter flipped phone from the finest in Nohr. "I want it for Christmas, so you basically have till the day of Christmas." Which was the 25th of December. Right now was the 13th. Since Secret Santa would begin on the 25th, which was the last week of December.

"If not, you'll receive public execution. Rudolph better be in good condition. No diseases of some kind, especially your weird black cancer. If he has it, both of you will be in line for execution. Ok?! Alright! Book yourself a ticket and get out of my room!" Corrin opened the door for Cloud and literally booted him out of his room. Cloud face planted on the ground, maybe thinking he should stay like this or he should already commit suicide.

"That damn Corrin!" His blood boiled. "One of these days I'll strangle-!"

"Cloud." A voice interrupted his thoughts before he even finished. Curiosity he looked up to who was talking to him. It was the potion princess, Makato, staring right at him. Cloud was pleased to see her presence after what he had been through.

Finally an angel. . . However something evil appeared right behind her, also staring at him. Expect his stare was more like a death glare.

Ike.

And the demon, Ike. . .

Cloud got on his two feet, not wanted to feel stupid.

"I have to ask what would you like for Christmas?" Makato held up a strip of paper with his name on it. At least it wasn't Ganondorf or Bowser or Corrin especially! Imagine HIM!

"You don't have to ask. I honestly don't care." Cloud answered.

"Really? Are you sure?"

"Y-yea."

Ike didn't like Cloud's answer as the mercenary yanked his collar toward him. "Dude, she's asking you a very important question! So you better have a better answer than that!"

"Excuse me, I'm being honest!" Cloud yelled back. Makato separated Ike from Cloud before a sudden brawl could be the chance.

"Ike, if that what he wants, then it's what he wants!"

Ike let out an angry breath still staring at him just with less death. Makato continued, "Well, I'll be sure to give you a very special present! Please look forward to it! Bye!" Makato waved at Cloud and continued walking to her destination. Cloud and Ike were the only ones left as they stared at each other for some period of time. Ike then spoke. "I noticed your facial expression and they are different from your emo face." Ike said. Cloud didn't know if he was trying to offend him or he was just teasing him.

"Is it something about the Secret Santa?" Ike asked.

"Jackpot." Cloud made a blank stare when he answered.

"Well, good luck, newb. Not that I'm looking forward to it." Ike then left, leaving Cloud behind. He sighed and pulled up a new smartphone, because his old phone reminded him of Advent Children. "Better start booking a flight."

Cloud didn't really pay attention when he clicked a flight to Antarctica instead of the North Pole, Thus, his journey begun.