MOMO-AI

Wandering through the corridors of her vast castle she came to her personal messenger.

"Please deliver this to Princess Zelda in Hyrule.

"Very well your highness," answered the guard.

The girl turned sharply and began skipping back up the hallway. Zelda's castle was not too far from her castle; She should get a reply soon, thought the princess. Two days passed quickly and soon the messenger returned with a letter with the tri-force seal. Peach squealed with happiness as she took the note & thanked him for the trouble. she sprinted to her bedroom and shut the door.

The young prince sat in front of a case full of enough clothes for a single weekend. He certainly wasn't excited about the meeting that his royal family would be attending. Being royalty wasn't as good as it was made out to be. The argument that he had had with his father hadn't smoothed the situation over any.

"Hmph," he grunted as he flopped on the bed. "At least I don't have to be in the room during the meeting," he sighed. "Supposedly there are plenty of other people near my age, because having to listen to a bunch of old war veterans is not my idea of fun," he continued.

A faint knock could be heard at the door, and he sprang off the bed and opened the door.

"Are you ready yet? It is time we head off, son." Marth gave him an affirmative gaze and grabbed his case, and strapped his sword to his back, then followed his father out the door.

He walked down the hall from his chamber, and knocked on the door of his bodyguard.

"Hold on a second," was the reply he received.

"Sorry, we have to leave earlier than expected."

"It's fine," he answered as he stepped out of the doorway.

"Are the others ready to go?"

"Well, Roy can't accompany us, and Samus is busy working on your new armor."

"Hmmm, what about Pit?" he asked.

"Pit is going to transmit our messages to and back from Altea, so yes, he is coming... in a matter of fashion," Marth said.

Ike laughed and rolled his eyes, "Good thing he's gonna be busy, huh?"

Marth gave a questioning glance, "What do you mean?"

"Uh... well, girls go crazy over his type..." Ike said with a not so convincing smile.

Marth lifted his eyebrows in a suggestive nature, "Yeah, I know what you mean." He tried to contain a laugh, but a slight chuckle still slipped out. He continued down the hall and motioned for Ike to follow; Ike followed with a relieved sigh.

Marth was still walking around strangely looking and pausing every few seconds.

'How did he manage to get lost in his own castle!' Ike thought with a smile. "What are you doing?"

Marth jumped and snapped out of his train of thought. "Ahem..." he cleared his throat...fakely. "I think you can lead for a while, Ike."

He stepped forward and let Marth follow him down the hall, that seemed to go on forever. Ike heard fast footsteps and panting coming from down the hall and knew who it was, he smiled and turned pretending not to notice. The footsteps stopped, he knew what would happen next....He felt a weight crash on his back and toppled over. His friend squealed in his ear "Ursa-Kun!!"

There was a knock at the door,

"Who is it?" Peach answered with a sweet voice.

"A message for you Princess."

"Really, that was fast. I'll be right there."

She slipped on a bath robe and rushed over to the door. The messenger handed her the letter and she kissed his cheek. He bowed and exited. Peach calmly sat down in her room and carefully opened the envelope surrounding her friends letter. She unfolded it neatly and began reading:

"Dear Peach,
Yes, it is very exciting, and I sure hope that everyone is nice...I feel like a child again. I haven't been this excited since I can't even remember. I heard that the prince of Altea is coming, and he is about our age. I've seen him, I think you should talk to him. By the way, Link and I are still great friends, I think I might be falling for him... it is kind of scary, but exciting to think about. I hope you are doing well, and I cannot wait to see you! See you then!
Your Friend,
Zelda"

In the armory, the blond was busy pounding on a metal plate slowly forming its shape. Her clothing was adorned with ash and soot and at the moment she was wiping sweat from her forehead. She moved the heavy plate off the flame to cool, and she sat in her dirty chair and took a sip of her water. She heard whistling coming from outside; she knew who it was, and rolling her eyes she went out. Her hair was loosely braided back and her face was smudged with black oil and ash, and she had an expression to match. "Hello Roy," she said blankly shifting her weight to one side. He took her hand and placed his lips on her warm skin. He gazed up into her shiny sapphire eyes, "Hello Samus."

(AN: This is an edited version, the first draft had a lot of bad mistakes, hopefully this version is easier to read. If you like this story check out my profile for more stuff like pictures and info. I love your comments!)