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Cache-Cache

"Cinquante,"

"Quarante-neuf,"

"Quarante-huit,"

Pit didn't know why he was playing this. Actually, he did. He suggested it; to keep the younger Smashers entertained. What he didn't know was how he, of all people, got picked to be "It". Well, actually, he did. It went something like this:

"Then we need away to decide who's going to be 'It' first." Link said, glancing down. He abruptly looked up and cried, "Not it!"

The field was filled with a chorus with "Not it's".

Until the last voice, which was Pit's; subsequently, he was "It".

He felt it was kind of ironic, for at been him that came up with the idea to play Hide-and-Go-Seek. He had come up with some of the most perfect hiding places; yet they would remain unused. Maybe. Maybe someone had thought of his perfect hiding places. He hoped not. They would be useful for future games. Or maybe more. Maybe.

He started to wonder why he suggested Hide-and-Go-Seek. He felt it was for the young Smashers. Was it? He thought so. Yet he knew that it had been for the love of the game. When was the last time he had played it? A long time.

"Vingt-trois,"

"Vingt-deux,"

"Vingt et un,"

Yes, yes, it had been for the love of the game. He used to play Hide-and-Go-Seek all the time, though never with this many people. At least it would be easy for him; he had the highest chances of finding someone, for there were more people to discover.

"Deux,"

"Un,"

"Zero." (1)

Pit sighed. It's for the kids, Pit thought. Though he knew it wasn't.

"Pret ou pas, ici je viens!" (2)

And with that, the angel was off.

Snake had decided to play for one reason only: to beat everyone else. He knew his background with provide the skills to find a good hiding place. And he knew other people couldn't. Or was he in it for the love of the game, as well? Perhaps not.

When his seeker, Pit, had first started his descent of numbers, Snake stalked away; remaining as quiet as possible, for would it not give him away if he were to make a loud trail of sound to his place of hiding? Presumably.

Snake already had a decent idea of where to hide. He would hide under the bus. Why? Well for one, it was a fine hiding place. No one would think to look there; at least that was the theory. For two, why not? Why go to some hiding place as simple as behind a tree, or perhaps a bush? Too easy. He would not be found first. That would be a heavy hit on his pride. That's how he saw things, and that's how he decided upon his actions.

Sneaking to the edge of the field where the bus was parked, he paused. Taking a step back, he glanced up at the Smash Mansion. It was quite large, and its yard was impressive.

I wish my luck to Pit, Snake chuckled to himself. Though you must agree; the mansion was large. Plus the entire yard, very large.

Snake sidled under the bus. The bus was parked at an odd angle. That could be used to his advantage.

A voice pierced the air. "W-what are you doing here!?"

Snake turned, only to find none other than the Hero of Time. Under the bus. In his hiding place.

"What? I was here first!" Snake shouted back, twisting his head to glare at the elf.

"Says you," Link disagreed.

Footsteps.

Sandal-clicking.

Pit.

"I'm telling you, I was here first-"

"Shut up!" Snake said, interrupting Link's argument.

A voice from above.

"Hmm… I could've sworn I heard voices from over here…" Pit mumbled, glancing around lazily at the bus.

"Oh, it's Pit," Link said, a little loudly.

"Would you shut up?! I'm not going to lose this because of you!" Snake hissed under his breath, and he turned his head to make sure the angel had left.

He hadn't.

A familiar smile.

Blue eyes.

Pit.

"Ha. I expected more from you, Snake." Pit said, grinning down at him.

"Shut up," Snake said, glaring at the angel. "I lost it because of him," Snake jerked a thumb at the still hiding Link. "So I guess I'm 'It' then."

Snake walked to the other side of the bus. "Which reminds me," He said as he bent down to look under the bus. "Oh, what have we here? Is this another smasher hiding? Well I'll be, its Link! I would have never thought of hiding there. Well too bad for you, because now you're 'It'."

"Whaaaaat!?" Link said, his voice drawn out, quavering in the air. "That has got to be against the rules. There are rules, right?"

"A few," Pit confirmed, blinking. "Though there's nothing in the rules against finding another Smasher. That's what you do when you're 'It'."

"Ha." Snake sneered.

Link let out an exasperated sigh before following the other two Smashers to check in with Red, who was keeping track of the players and who had been found and who had found who and all of the necessary information.

A/N: (1) counting down in French. Starting at Fifty. (2) French for "Ready or not, here I come!" Don't ask why I made Pit speak French :U I have a French test coming up. Btw, the title is French for "Hide and Seek".