Woot! First story! Cheer for Me! :D
I tried to format my stories like KiteTheBlade's, go read his stories, they're much better than mine :D
Actually in a way Kite helped me alot, whatever, ENJOY THE STORY plz.
Each veteran of the previous two smash tournaments received a special gold-encrusted envelope as an invitation for this year's. The new comers received an abysmal envelope, compared the type the veteran's had gotten, a week later. This year was predicted to be the greatest tournament of them all.
Master Hand's agency
"I'm a bit concerned about the new guy…," thought Master Hand to himself. This was the first of the tournaments Master Hand wasn't in charge of.
"Tabuu, he seems like he would run things efficiently," continued on Master Hand. Master hand clicked the red button on the wall near the exit of his door. A voice came from the black box above the button.
"Sir?" came the voice.
"Yes, Tabuu, can you go alert the busses for the new comers and send out the instant transportation pods for the veterans now? Thank you." Master Hand took his finger off of the button and went back to previous duties.
Smash Mansion, Ball Room
The busses would have a long time getting to the places it needs to, it would have to rip apart the very existence of space to make it back to the smash mansion in time. And that's exactly what it will do.
Within hours, veterans showed up from transcending universes. Every veteran seemed to be there, but that would prove to be a lie. Master Hand pulled out his clipboard and began to take roll.
"Everyone seems in check, but a few are missing." Master Hand walked over to Marth. "Do you know where Roy is? He was one of the lucky ones, we were thinking of removing him until Tabuu stepped in."
Marth simply replied, "He couldn't make it."
"We're also missing two of our Cornerian fighters," exclaimed Master Hand, "As I recall Mr. McCloud won the last tournament."
Murmurs came from the crowd of fighters recalling how Fox had beaten them all. Master Hand ran back to his office and called for Tabuu again. "Tabuu, please alert Mr. McCloud and Mr. Lombardi they have missed the deadline for veterans and must now ride the newcomer's bus, thank you."
"Yes sir," Tabuu responded. Master Hand took his finger off of the button.
Cornerian Playa Suites, Penthouse
Fox wakes up in bed to the sun shining in his face. He had slept in which was quite unusual for Fox. He was sleeping in his navy-blue boxers with the Star Fox logo branded in silver on the lower right pant-cuff. His room was the penthouse suite in the Cornerian Playa Suites. The rooms were a beige-like cream color, the frames of the doors, windows, and floors had beautiful auburn finishes. The wall paper had small sailboats transcending the walls to create a decorative border. The floor was mostly tile, but the bedroom has a lighter creamy off-white color for the carpet. The tables are made from glass and other sturdy furniture from auburn finished wood. General Pepper often gave him a short period of 'retiring' during the time the Super Smash Tournaments were being held.
Fox slipped out from under the covers and stared out of the enormous window in his suite. Fox's window had an amazing view of the Cornerian beaches, instead of buildings and other civilization-inspired things like the other suites. And it's a good thing, so no one could be admiring his physique from afar. Or so he thinks. He continued to admire the view, when his cell-phone started to ring. He walked over to his nightstand and answered the phone. "Hello?" Fox had said in an 'I-just-woke-up' tone.
"Yes, Mr. McCloud, it seems you and Mr. Lombardi haven't showed up at this years tournament, you will have to wait two days for the new comer's bus to show at Corneria," came the voice of Tabuu.
"Who are you?" Fox thought for a moment and grabbed the envelope off his nightstand, "Tabuu? Um, okay Mr. Tabuu, we'll catch the new comer's bus."
"Thank you for your time, we hope to see great matches this year from the both of you," replied Tabuu.
Fox hung up his phone. "Guess he doesn't know," thinks Fox. He walked over to the mirror placed on top of an auburn dresser in front of the auburn-colored bed and lifted up a picture. The picture is of Fox and Falco receiving an award for their last mission together. Fox held the picture tight and reminisced about his last moments with Falco, before he left Star Fox just a year earlier.
Reminiscence of Fox McCloud
About a year before now, Fox decided to come clean about the new things he discovered about himself. He admitted to Falco that he had been in love with Falco for quite some time. Falco had stood in shock for five seconds before snapping back to reality. Falco couldn't handle having someone who was gay getting as close as Fox had in the past to him. Falco quickly quit Team Star Fox and took up private mercenary jobs from the Cornerian Government. The only other person he could trust now was Zelda, after the melee tournament Fox had told Zelda and she swore to keep it a secret. Since then, Fox hasn't trusted anyone with that secret.
Cornerian Playa Suites, Penthouse
Fox searched through his contacts and looked for Falco's number. He pressed talk and lifted the phone to his ear. The phone rings once…and then twice…then again.
"We're sorry but you do not have the sufficient rights to talk to this costumer, please hang up," the monotonous voice commands.
"Heh, you would think he would just get a new phone," said Fox aloud to himself. He knelt down and picked up the suite's phone, extension 299. He picked up the phone and dialed Falco's number from his cell-phone. The phone rings three times before emitting a message.
"The person you are trying to contact is unavailable, please leave a message after the beep," that same monotonous voice from before.
Fox decided not to leave a message and put the phone back onto the receiver. Fox pulled his regular day-wear out of the dresser where and grabbed a fresh towel from the top of the dresser where the picture lay. He examines his chest in the mirror on the dresser, he scratched at the tuff of fur located in the middle. He chips away the dried cum on his lower abdomen from last nights self-fulfillment. Fox striped down from his boxers and walks into the bathroom to take a shower, his tail swishing from side to side in a benevolent manner.
Fox turned on the water to a mid-hot temperature, the way he always liked it. He squeezed the liquid body soap into his hand and lathered the liquid into his fur. First his arms, then his chest, then his legs, moving back up to his tail, and lathering his groin area. He whispered, "Falco…" to himself. Within seconds, Fox found himself masturbating. He continued pumping and pumping. Just as Fox was beginning to reach his climax, the phone rang. Thinking that the call could have potentially been from Falco he quickly jumped out of the shower, strapped on a towel and darted for the door. Within the third ring, Fox finally reached the phone, "Hello? Falco?" Fox huffed into to telephone.
"Fox? Is that you? This is a surprise, called to see if I was still available, eh?" Falco asks very sardonically.
"No jackass, it seems we both missed the I.T.P's for the veterans, so now we have to ride the new comer's bus," Fox answered back.
"Well how come they told you and not me?" Falco asked.
"Maybe they assumed that you were still on my team, I only called you to alert you that you have two days to pack and get ready. Go to the stop just outside the Cornerian Playa Suites," replieed Fox, trying to end the conversation.
"Fox, I—," Falco begins, only to be cut short from Fox hanging up the phone.
Outside the Cornerian Playa Suites
A young ferret, about a year younger than Fox lies atop a palm tree near the water's edge of Corneria's largest beach, in the back of the Cornerian Playa Suites. The ferret has coffee-colored fur which fades to black. His fur pattern makes him appear as though he has a mask which clashes with his sapphire-blue eyes. He walked back into the hotel, and walked down the left hallway to his room, 108. He slid the card in and pulled the handle. The door clicks and the ferret has access. He walks into the bedroom and turns on the lights. He grabbed his favorite blue vest, black long-sleeved shirt, and grey and black boots which vaguely resembled a Star Fox uniform. He then grabs a scanner off of the top shelf of his dresser, the same scanner he received while working as a mercenary.
"Today is the day, everyone I will meet is goin' DOWN!" the ferret says, sounding over-confident, "Xin Trayce is not going to lose!" Xin continued on. He grabs his suitcase, which contained his clothes, his wallet and I.D, and his common mercenary gear and headed off to the new comer's bus stop.
New Comer's Bus Stop
Xin left kind of early, but the bus was still there. The stop is only a ten minute walk east of the Cornerian Playa Suites. When Xin finally arrived, he walked onto the bus. Xin was surprised to see barely any newcomers. An emissarian was driving the bus. As Xin was walking down the aisle to find a place to sit, there were eyes staring at him. After all, he was a new comer. When Xin finally found a seat, he poked a blonde-haired kid with a funky hair-style.
"Hey you, my name is Xin. What is yours and where are the other new comers?" Xin asked the kid.
"Err…I was told not to talk to strangers," the kid responded silently.
"I'm not a stranger, I told you my name," Xin says in defense.
"Oh, well, my name is Lucas, the other new comers who are not here must've found other methods of transportation, I guess," Lucas says.
"But what about that guy, with the wings," Xin points, "he looks like he can just fly there!" Xin adds on.
"Oh, Pit? I don't know, I guess he's lazy," replies Lucas, trying to seem funny.
"Oh well, I'm going to sleep," says Xin.
Lucas sat back into his seat and began talking to Toon Link from across the bus. Xin falls asleep horizontally in the bus seat like most animals.
Shortly after, Fox walked onto the bus carrying his bags. He looks from side to side, thinking about each one he is going to defeat, and familiar they seem in the process. The vulpine walks past Lucas and stops.
"Ness, what happened to your hat?" Fox asks, having no clue about what he just asked.
"My name isn't Ness, its Lucas, do I look like a veteran to you?" Lucas replied in defense.
"Actually you look a lot like Ness, could've fooled me," Fox says as he shrugs.
Fox continues walking, examining, and he stopped once again. One seat behind Lucas, asleep, lays Xin. Fox stops and thinks to himself, "Is he from around here? He looks…familiar. Meh, must be another clone [1] or something." Fox scurried to the near-back of the bus only to see someone else in his preferred seat. A muscular man in Camouflage with weapons attached to his clothes sat in Fox's preferred seat. The man gives Fox an angry stare, "What?" he asked.
"You're in my seat…" Fox said.
"I don't see your name on it, but what I do see, is this C4 that has your name on it…" says the mystery man. Beeping sounds come from his ear. "Colonel!" The man in camouflage said as he put his hand to his ear. Fox stays silent, and stares. "Understood, Snake out!" Snake added on. Snake ran off the bus and climbed a ladder onto a helicopter, "The seat is all yours now!" He shouts from the helicopter.
"Weirdo…" Fox then sat down, "Ugh, its warm," he shuffled in his seat to get a more comfortable position. He places his bags in the seat with him. Eventually, Fox finally manages to adapt to his seat with the bags.
"Attention all new comers, we will be departing in five minutes," an automated voice from the PA system of the bus uttered. The vulpine stands to get another look at some of the new comers.
"I don't see Falco anywhere…that chump," he says to himself. Fox dips his head, twiddles his thumbs and becomes a little disappointed. Falco would be the last person he wanted to see, but at the same time there is another part of Fox that really wants him to be there.
"Attention all new comers, we will be departing in one minute," the same automated voice from the PA system reiterates. Fox is getting concerned with wondering where Falco is.
"I hope I'm not too late," an all too familiar voice to Fox came from the front of the bus. Fox's concern is laid to rest, and he tries to straighten his face before Falco can notice him. Falco walks down the aisles rather quickly wearing his old Star Fox uniform, and doesn't stop to chat with anyone. Falco's eyes get diverted for a second when walking by Xin. "Is he from around here?" Falco asked himself. Falco walked to the back of the bus, finally reaching his destination. He stops and stares at Fox. Fox then stares back, his face slightly affected by rage. Falco leans over and gives Fox a hug.
"What's up, bud?" Falco whispered into Fox's ear.
[1] clone; as in somewhat with a near the same moves as Fox, i.e Falco in Melee
That's my first story, hope you like it, review, im accepting all critique.
Special thanks to Kite for betareading this -claps for Kite- :D
This is only chapter one of an ongoing series.