The grass grew gracefully on that K-2L planet that day..."Dad, do you think you could play with me? I'm bored." The little blonde had begged her father to accompany her on such a beautiful day, in the middle of August. Little Samus Aran had just turned three years old on August 6th, spending the limited amount of time she has left with her parents. Unfortunately, none of them knew this.
"Alright kiddo, let me get permission from your beautiful mother, alright?" Rodney Aran chuckled. His light green eyes glistened with joy. He appeared to be a strict guy, but he only had a heart of gold beneath that "chief" spirit he had in him.
She laughed. She laughed a laugh that would never be seen again by anyone else.
Her parents were murdered... right in front of those innocent, blue-green eyes.
Those same blue-green eyes, cold, pierced through the light as she swiftly opened her eyelids. She read her smartphone. It read, "7:00 A.M., Monday". The day was already starting great. Not. Samus Aran, like most people, hated Mondays. She could not stand how she had to go to a teaching class just to "improve" her fighting. It just never made sense to her. Why out of all people, does she have to be forced to go to a class where it is mainly for the newbies? Why should any of the first and second generation smashers attend? Most of them were well off and very prepared when fighting. If matters could not get any worse, they actually had to take notes in class, Oh- and the smashers are separated by species. If you're a human, or if you have human abilities and even look remotely close to a human being, you had to sit on the right side of the black box. Yes- a Black box. It is literally a room painted completely black with fighting materials hanging on the walls. Not to mention, it is a large box. It contains a training ground, a dimly lit light in the ceiling, an elevator for various reasons, and last but not least, the most comfortable chairs in that particular area of the ten story Mansion.
The tall woman removed herself from her black, galaxy covered, Queen bed. The "Queen of the Galaxy", as she sometimes likes to call herself. She was a queen, after all. From first glance, one would claim that she was arrogant, prideful, antisocial, and everything that fit in those categories. And while she could slightly admit she may be a bit prideful, and arrogant, she has come from a deranged life that led to her insecurity. One could never know that this strong, badass woman, was insecure at some point. In fact, most females are in their teenage years. It was natural. It was just as natural as her beauty. After taking a ten minute shower, she had been in her dark blue, two-piece zero suit. It was one of her favorite zero suits, mainly because it made her more confident in herself, regardless of however a man looked at her, which was probably just a perverted, dirty look. She did not care. She refused to let a man's uncontrollable, horny ways deter her from wearing what she wanted to wear. That is just how it goes. She applied some black lipstick, adding to the "Don't talk to me" vibe, and she walked out the suite-resembling dorm.
Her roommates were already gone, it appeared. The bounty huntress walked her fearless walk all the way down to that said Black Box. Most smashers had arrived. Her fierce eyes pained to see Ike sitting right behind where she usually sits. 'Nice. This day could not get any shittier.' Ironically, it did. She walked over, taking a seat in the familiar chair, only to realize Rosalina had been sitting in the "Teacher's" chair. Afraid was an understatement at this point. She wanted to ask Zelda what was going on, but she could not bring herself to say anything. She did not even want to be here right now, and Rosalina is teaching the class? The blonde sighed, rolling her eyes in frustration. They remained closed, as she leaned back in her chair, right in front of the coffee table that had been used for Ike's row. Unfortunately, Ike, Roy, Marth, and Link had been sitting in the row right behind them, along with the remaining male smashers who were human. The fact that majority of the pigs in Smash Mansion were right behind her was just disgusting to her. She even felt bad for the rest of the female smashers, including Peach... surprisingly.
Just past her back were a pair of lustful, light blue eyes staring at her. Samus felt this, however, class had begun and she was not in the mood to turn around and deal with someone's foolishness. Oddly enough, she kept telling herself that it was not Ike. Of course, it was him. A smirk plastered across his face, his attention shifted only on the woman in front of him. He was indirectly teasing her, and he knew that she knew that he was staring at her soul. Eventually, he shifted his attention to the transparent board in front of him. The headline was "ASTROLOGY". The blue haired mercenary raised his eyebrow, 'The hell?' Even he knew this had nothing to do with fighting lessons, but Rosalina had a different mindset. One would think that the smashers who handled magic could understand what this Astrology was, but not even Princess Zelda knew.
"So, as most of you may not know, I will be talking to you about Astrology. You all may be asking yourselves, "What does this have to do with fighting?", but it has almost everything to do with fighting. It is how a smasher wins their fight, how they lose their fight, and how they use their tactics to attack their opponent, but there is much more to Astrology. It is essentially how a person finds love, and how they deal with life. It is how someone experiences sex, communicates with someone of another sign, and it is how someone may build a relationship with another person regarding their compatibility. To start us off, we will be attending class for twelve days, since there are twelve signs in total. You will be arriving to class after breakfast, and everyone will leave to do whatever they desire after class has ended. Master Hand has put me in charge for these remaining eleven days, and you will accept it. Anways, let's get started. The first astrological sign is Aries. Any questions before I continue?" Rosalina had waited patiently to receive any questions that someone may have, but all she received were blank stares, and some death stares. Samus would have just completely left the room, but she was just not in the mood to do anything about it. The only option left was to block her voice out, yet it was slightly hard to do so. After a few silent crickets had passed by, she proceeded.
"Anyone who is born from March 21 to April 20 is in fact, an Aries. Whoever is born within those two dates are natural born leaders. They are fire signs, meaning that they will do anything they can to ultimately reach whatever they want in the long run. Aryans usually waste no time doing whatever they need to do, which can be seen as intimidating to other signs. Most people take them as just a person who wants to do nothing but work, and to constantly pace themselves, but they are much more than that. There are two kinds of Aryans. One type of Aryan may be harsh, determined, and studious, but another type of Aryan may be a little more laid back, funny, and even a little silly. Regardless of the type, both kinds are still willing to push forth their effort to ultimately achieve their goal. It would not be surprising if an Aryan smasher had won a tournament, nor would it be surprising if they fought with realistic mindset in terms of attacking their oppon-" Peach had raised her hand, politely, but it was obvious that she was growing impatient. She only wanted to know one thing.
"So Rosie, who would an Aryan's sex or love partner be? Hmm?" The light blonde princess flashed a daring smile. After her statement, the room broke out into laughter. In fact, most of the laughter came from the males, regardless if they were a human or a creature. Ike was an Aries, and so were some of the other Fire Emblem characters. One could say they were a bit embarrassed. Samus nonchalantly groaned in annoyance. She hated this crap. There was absolutely no reason to talk about this. She knew everything about astrology, and she just chose not to believe in such stupidity. 'How can a zodiac sign determine who I would end up with? Bullshit.' She and a few other female smashers were agitated by Peach's comment. How immature.
Rosalina simply chuckled, sheepishly, but she continued, "Well... I suppose I could talk about romance next, but only for a small amount of time. their romantic partner is usually a Leo. It could potentially be a Gemini, and of course, an Aries. Anyone who is born from July 22 - August 23 is a Leo. These two signs nurture each other like no other, but these two can also be a nuisance for each other if both partners are overbearing. Leos have to be willing to accept reality in the relationship, and Aryans are the ones with the reality in the relationship. It depends on the couple. If you all may not mind me asking, who is an Aries here?" And with that, Ike, Marth, Roy, Lucina, and both Robins raised their hand. The remainder of the smashers had fixated their attention towards them. There was just a certain individual who was more fixated than others.
"Oh my goodies! Ike..! You're an Aries?! Oh Sammy..." Peach maneuvered her baby blue eyes towards Samus and back to Ike. The bounty huntress had not been giving her an ounce of her attention. The whole room fell silent. Everyone had secretly shipped those two, but this was just unexpected.
The bell struck. It was breakfast time. With Ike's eyes faced towards Samus's back, he eyed her, walking out the room. Her walk was still full of confidence, but he knew she was extremely pissed off by the way her shoulders were structured-
He shook his head, "I've had it with that princess. I don't know what the hell that was about, but I'm not tolerating it any longer." His friends had just been sitting around him, baffled. They had absolutely nothing to say, and they just saw the two princesses walk out the room. One was laughing her ass off, while the other one, taller than the one beside her, was not laughing at all. In fact, she was mad as well. Princess Zelda could completely understand why Samus stormed off as soon as the bell rang. She could not take this foolishness anymore. If those two would not stop trying to kill each other, "Peach, I swear to the Gods that I will completely abandon you if you ever perform such a childish act ever again. I am extremely tired of this, and I am tired of you acting like a ten year old. You need to apologize to Samus. It is not funny at all, actually."
"But Zelssss, those two just need to get married. I KNOW they have a thing for each other. I've seen them make out in the locker rooms and everything-"
"Stop. I have had it. Farewell." And that was that. The brunette had made her way to wherever Samus was, leaving Peach and a group of swordsmen in awe from listening to their conversation.