Young and stupid.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters mentioned here sorry!^_^
Marth was in the general shower room of the Smash Bros. Hotel. Naked and thinking about things, certain things that were hard to talk about. Harder than trying to explain death to a young child. The water was off and he was drip drying himself at the bottom of the shower. What was the point of getting out and drying himself off. It was warmer in the shower anyways. The warm air made it a little hard to breathe.
Somehow he couldn't stop thinking about Zelda. Her beautiful blond hair. Sure, Peach had blonde hair but Zelda's was different. The way it blew in her face after a tough fight. The way it danced on the surface of the Great Fox. Her eyes, the most beautiful blue he had ever seen. Of course his eyes were blue, Link's eyes were blue but nothing compared to hers. She also had an amazing body. A stick thin waist, just the right size hips. He often caught himself looking at her breasts, although they were not the largest ever, peaches were bigger, he didn't care. She was more beautiful than Peach and Samus put together.
His fantasy was interuppted from an inssessent banging on the bathroom door.
"Open up Marth!" It was Link's voice. He had completely forgotten about him. He was waiting for his turn with the shower. Marth stood up. He was careful not to slip on the slippery shower floor. He got out and wiped some of the mist off the mirror and examined himself. Was he good enough for Zelda? Obviously not. She was already head over heels with Link. What was so good about him? He thought with a twing of jelousy. There is nothing he has got that I don't have. He thought. I've got just a good of body as he does. He was on the muscular side with a solid four pack, noticable pectorals, with ribs poking out here and there and fairly broad shoulders.
There is one thing that he's got that I don't have. He reminded himself sadly, a past with Zelda. He had supposably known her all his life. Been through everything together. Marth had just only met her two weeks ago when the tournament had started.
"Hey Marth! Open up!" Shouted Link from behind the door.
"Coming!" Marth replied. Jeez, could people be more impatiant? He did not feel a need to put on any clothes. It would take too much time. He just tied a towel around his waist and opened the door.
"About time." Link said, obviously frustrated. Link was also bare chested and was wearing just a towel. Marth had never seen him without his hat. His light , blonde hair came down almost to his shoulders.
"You took, like half an hour!" He added.
"Yeah right, only fifteen minutes!" Marth retorted. Link grabbed his hands and held them upward. The tro of them began a playful mercy fight. They were both about equally strong, although Link was winning. Marth was letting him. Then all with a sudden burst of strenth he pushed an unsuspecting Link onto the bed. Marth jumped on top of him and landed on his stomache.
"Ow!" Link cried.
"You are so dead!" Link recovered quickly and swiftly tipped Marth over so that he was on top. Marth attempted to push him off him, but only succeeded in getting him partways off and Link falling off the bed. Link wasn't about to give up that easily. He grabbed Marth's arm and dragged him down with him. The two boys were sprawled on their backs giggling like hyenas. Suddenly Marth looked up into the doorway and saw Zelda standing there wearing only a towel. His heart almost leaped out of his chest. Her legs were long and a pretty shade of peach. She looked at them both and gave them a mocking look. A look that Marth thought was oh so sexy.
She giggled and then ran into the bathroom and shut the door.
"Hey!" Link shouted.
"I was going to go in there!" They heard a towel drop to the floor and the water started running.
Too late now.