Author Note: I hope you readers enjoy this fanfic! It's my first one in the Super Smash Brothers Brawl section! ^.^
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except the plot and Pikana owns herself!
Pikachu woke up, yawning slightly as the bright rays of sunlight streamed in through the window, lighting his soft, and yellow fur golden.
He rubbed his eyes and opened them sleepily then twitched his long, slim ears twice as he stretched and sat up from his comfortable bed.
The air around him was quite warm and pleasant and Pikachu felt as if he was in covered in a nice warm blanket.
As he got up to spread the curtains apart and open the window to get a view of the world, he smiled thoughtfully as his instincts told him that today will be a pleasing day for him.
Since his dorm was on the second floor of the Smash Mansion and his window faced towards the Eastern Hills, he had one of the best views in the Mansion, which many envied.
He had a perfect view of the garden where the children usually hung out and the forest behind it, where the sweet trills of the songbirds that dwelled there can always be heard if you listened very carefully.
Sighing with delight as the sun bathed him in its warm and gentle golden light, he was able to quickly hear the sound of sharp chirps above his window.
He gazed up curiously and smiled when he saw two sparrows flying towards the sky as they crisscrossed each other in their joyful flight.
'The sign of love to come, huh,' he thought in wonder as he continued to watch their flight until they both disappeared into the depths of the forest.
He stood there for a few minutes, silent and wondering deeply about the sign he had just seen.
That is, he stood there silently until he heard the clattering of pots and pans and an explosion which was quickly followed with a small shake of the Mansion and unmistakable uses of colorful languages and high-pitched screaming.
He almost fell from the windowsill on which he stood on, teetering on the very edge and gazing fearfully at the ground which looked very far away.
When he was able to regain his balance, he sped out of his room, down the spiraling stairs, and into the cafeteria where he heard the explosion from and as he got nearer, scented the faint smell of burnt cooking.
Pikachu arrived to the chaotic scene rather quickly and almost wished that he had never come and stayed in his room.
What he saw was this.
He saw the wooden and plastic lunch tables overturned and some of them burning dangerously quickly, heavy billows of smoke coming out of the kitchen (Pikachu thought he smelled burnt cookies and too strong coffee), a knocked out Chef Kawasaki being loaded onto a stretcher by , Samus, and Luigi; Mario, F.L.U.D.D., and Squirtle trying to put out the spreading fire, Peach screaming something about something of her's burning and Toadette frantically trying to calm her down, and Pikachu thought he saw a flash of black fabric and yellow Pikachu ears, but that was all he saw before Master Hand barged past him and began to demand for order and organization.
Poor Pikachu only had a short moment to wonder who that mysterious Pikachu was before he was rudely grabbed by the paw by none other than the famous swordsman Ike and led away to the kitchen where he was supposed to help Ike, Link, and Marth clean up the mess that took about two hours to clean.
After the cleaning, all the Smashers were ordered to come immediately to the auditorium for an important announcement.
In the auditorium, Master Hand and Crazy Hand waited patiently for everyone to come and sit down in their assigned seats.
Well, for Crazy Hand, if waiting patiently meant floating around in circles and laughing like some kind of drunken guy or a mad scientist and jabbering random things such as waffles and robins, he was waiting patiently.
Pikachu sat down and stared curiously at the stage where the two twin brothers were.
'What is going on?' he thought.
When all the Smashers were in their seats, Master Hand cleared his throat and captured everyone's attention.
"Now Smashers," he said in a clear and smooth voice," I'm sure that this morning's incident happened to surprise you all. I have decided to explain this morning's confusion since I think you deserve it."
Master Hand paused for a while, and all that was heard was the breathing of the Smashers and Crazy Hand's quiet, random babbling.
"This morning, a visitor came to the Mansion to overview how everything was arranged. This visitor happened to be an author."
Master Hand was cut off from his speech as excited murmurs and gasps of awe and fear emitted from the mouths of his audience.
He cleared his throat again and again succeeded in regaining the Smashers' undivided attention.
Master Hand flexed his fingers and began to resume his speech from where he was left off.
"Well, the author was hungry so she decided to have some breakfast and went to the cafeteria. A Smasher, whose name I shall not say, thought it would be amusing to grab the author's ear and well, to cut this short, the author got angry, got out a bazooka, and exploded one of the tables which then started the fires and you know what happened from there on." Master Hand said in a quiet and nervous voice.
Some of the Smashers who were at the incident when it had started nodded their heads knowingly and others began to mumble to another and search for the foolish Smasher who had grabbed the author's ear.
Master Hand snapped his fingers and everyone stopped their talking and looked curiously at the Hand.
"I would like inform you that this author would be staying with us for a while and," Master Hand pointed his index finger at the crowd before anything came from their mouths," the author and I would not tolerate any disrespect or any kind of form of rudeness from you to her. Understood?" he ended in a quiet, but seemingly threatening voice.
"Y-yes sir, "replied the Smashers fearfully, as they knew that Master Hand only used that tone in grave situations and that he was very serious indeed.
Master Hand flexed his fingers again and then pointed to the curtains behind him saying," Good, now I believe you would like an introduction. Pikana, would you please come out of the backstage?"
There was utter silence until the Smashers saw the curtains spread apart and out came a Pikachu with blonde hair in two braids, a black shirt and skirt with a red hoodie, a purple backpack, and the heart-shaped dent in her tail which Pikachu recognized that every female Pikachu had.
'So this is the author who created the mess in the cafeteria … Wow, she's cute-,' Pikachu cut his stream of thoughts immediately when he realized the things he had just thought.
He blushed slightly and quickly brushed away his thoughts and began to try to focus his mind on Master Hand.
"Now, as I have said-," Master Hand started before he was rudely cut off by none other than the warlock who was named Ganondorf.
"Ha! You call that an author!?" shouted the warlock, pointing to Pikana and sneering, "Is this a joke Master Hand? That thing looks more like one of those weak Pikachu than one of the legendary authors!" scoffed the warlock.
Pikachu's fur bristled and his mouth formed a snarl and Master Hand looked angry and was about to scold warlock, but Pikana beat him to it.
"WEAK!? YOU DARE CALL ME AND THE PIKACHU WEAK!? I'LL SHOW YOU WHO'S WEAK, GANONDORK!!!" yelled the furious author.
Pikana randomly pulled out a bazooka from nowhere and aimed the cannon at the sneering warlock.
"FEAR MA BAZOOKIE!!!" she yelled, before she fired missile after missile at Ganondorf, who now was a bit scared of the small rodent he had just insulted.
Samus and King Dedede, who just happened to sit next to the warlock, leapt out of the way before any damage was given to them.
Ganondorf was about to scram, but before one of the missile can hit the warlock; a mysterious form of magic surrounded him and made the missiles bounce off harmlessly.
Ganondorf decided to take his chance and looked up to see Master Hand with the still angry Pikana tightly grasped in his hand.
Master Hand said in a very steely voice, "Let that be a lesson to everyone especially you, Ganondorf. As I have said in the beginning, the author and I would NOT tolerate ANY disrespect. Is my warning clear now?"
Everyone replied in one voice," Yes Master Hand." Or for some of the children," Of c-course Ma-Master Hand…"
He then turned his attention to Pikana then sighed as he said in a tired voice," Please Pikana, calm down and remember what I said what the first rule is. No FIGHTING outside the Brawl grounds."
After a few minutes, Pikana was able calm down and only glared at Ganondorf, who seemed to shrivel in her gaze.
Secretly, Pikachu was quite impressed about Pikana as she was able to make the big bully fear her.
Master Hand released Pikana from his tight grasp and dismissed the Smashers to lunch.
All the while, no matter what he did, Pikachu couldn't get rid of Pikana from his mind as he walked to lunch, taking his time and hopingthat he could have a chance to talk to her.
'I thought that love at first sight only happened in fairy tales,' he thought, stealing a look at Pikana which she didn't notice since she was still a bit angry and glaring at the tiled floor.
'I guess it happens in real life too,' he thought silently, also gazing at the tile floor which suddenly looked very interesting.
Author Note: So, how was it? I really tried my best, I really did! I hoped you enjoyed it!