RavenGhost: I'M ALIVE!! WAHOO!!!

Aegis: That's nice and all…but don't ya have something to say?

RavenGhost: What? Oh…um…I got stuck in writer's block. And I'm still in it. I wrote this after reading The Lovely Bones. That was a sad book! So...this fic is based off that book.

Disclaimer: RavenGhost does not own SSBM. She does own her idea of Heaven…and part of the plot.

RavenGhost: Yeah…the whole watching from Heaven belongs to Alice Sebold. YAY!! And the Heaven in this story belongs to me. HAHA! And any of you crazy religious people, sorry if my version of Heaven isn't like the bible. And another thing, I'm in High School now, so I'm BUSY. Super busy. I have like six different football games to go to, and I'm in the marching band, and will soon join the school newspaper, if they let me. (THEY BETTER) And I think that's all. Wait. Unlike my other stories, this one contains almost NO humor. Well, Leaj can bring that in later! Um…I've talked enough, please read!

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My name was Roy. I was 15 when I was murdered, and I was also in the Super Smash Bros Tournament. Yeah, I was surrounded by 25 different people, and somehow, one of them managed to kill me, right in the dining hall, in broad daylight. So much for this building's 'top security measures'. This shows that it pays to be paranoid. Prehaps you would like to know how I died, right? I'm only assuming…

Back on Earth, I made quite a few friends. Marth and Link were my two very best friends. I thought Zelda was pretty, but she was Link's girl, so I left her alone; but we were still good friends. Samus was really nice, and I guess I kind of liked her…a little. Mario and Luigi were Italian, but that never stopped me. They did have a hard to understand accent, though. The Pokemon were hard to understand, but who cared? All ya had to do was nod your head whenever they spoke. Kirby and Ness hanged out with me a couple of times, but that wasn't for long.

On the day I died, Samus asked me if I wanted to go out with her for lunch. I agreed, not only because Samus was a friend, but because the food here sucks ass. Plus, today was liver, and the last time I had the liver, something moved. That was the last time I ever ate liver.

The point is that I agreed, and everyday in Heaven I always wonder the same thing in the back of my mind, 'What if I hadn't agreed to go with her? Would I still be alive?' 'Cause that was one of the things Heaven didn't let you do. Go back. I found this very annoying.

I ran up the stairs to tell Marth and Link. At least, I remember myself running and telling them. I'm pretty sure that happened.

"Hi guys!" I had said in a very perky voice.

Link looked up from his card game, "What are you so happy about?" he asked me.

Marth looked down at us from the top bunk. I had always wanted that bunk. I wasn't fast enough to get it. "Really, your smile is starting to blind me."

I gave him a 'shut up' look. "Samus asked if I want to go out with her for lunch."

Marth looked at me, "Isn't usually the who guy asks the girl out?"

I frowned, "This isn't a date, if that's what you're thinking. I just wanted to have something edible, and Samus is a friend of mine." I remember explaining.

Link didn't even look up from his card game. They both said at the same time, "It's a date."

"Is not." I mumbled, unsure of myself at the moment. Was it a date?

"Stage one: Denial." Marth snickered from the top bunk.

"I am not in denial!" I fumed.

"Yeah ya are." Link replied.

"How would you know?" I asked.

Marth laughed from the bunk again, "Well…your face is as red as a tomato, and I don't think it can get any redder."

It was true. I looked at the side mirror and saw my completely red face.

"Um…" was all I had to say. If anyone wanted to add on, that would have been the greatest time. But, as usual, nobody bothered.

"You'll be fine." was all Link said as I walked out the door.

How wrong he was. I died three minutes after he said that.

I remember sliding down the banister of the stairs. I was too lazy to actually walk down them. Plus, they creaked with each and every step you took. Once, those old stairs broke when Ganondorf was running down them. I remembered that too. Link had pulled the world's greatest prank (with my help) on Ganondorf. I don't remember what it was, something with a bucket of gravy. Oh yeah! We placed a bucket of gravy over Ganondorf's door. Although…he wasn't the best person to pull a prank on. He never got any of the jokes. I told Link this, and he only said that I was paranoid. Yet again, Link was wrong. Very wrong. My point is, the gravy spilled all over him, and he knew who did it. He found us three seconds later, hiding behind a small tree in a pot. We ran like our lives depended on it, which they probably did.

When we reached the staircase, I took the rail down, and Link ran down, missing the fourth step, cause that step was always the loudest, and it was sagging. Gannon turned and ran down the stairs. He had forgotten all about the fourth step. So, when his foot connected with it, the old step just, broke. That resulted in Gannon falling through the stairs. It was funny as Hell, mind you. After that, we ran off again.

After Gannon got his sorry, ugly ass out of the staircase, that nobody saw until after he told Master Hand and Crazy Hand about it. That resulted in everyone laughing their heads off. At least we brought some humor to this humorless house. But, since Gannon broke the staircase, he would have to pay to get it fixed. That was cool. But, Crazy Hand said that we also had to put in our fair share of money. Not so cool.

I smiled at the memory of that. I forgot who's idea it was to put gravy over the door, (probably Link's) but it was funny as Hell. I landed carefully on the floor. Last time I did this, I crashed into the wall. That hurt.

I started to walk towards the living room, when I had heard a noise from behind. I turned around and saw nothing. I shrugged it off and continued walking. Again, I heard something, but no one was there. The third time I heard something, I angrily turned around only to come face to face with the barrel of a gun. The last thing I remember hearing was the gun going off.

YAHOO. FEAR IT. RUNAWAY. LAUGH LIKE A NUT.

RavenGhost: Yeah. Sorry Roy.

Roy: O.O I'M DEAD!?

RavenGhost: Yeah…poor you. Well…please. If ya want the next chapter, leave a review. I NEED REVIEWS!! LIKE SOUP NEEDS BROTH!! (hey, that made sense)