Maddiek18 here with a brand-new fanfic! To be honest, I really don't know where I'm going with this. I think I'm just going to use it to (hopefully) improve my writing skills.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Smash Bros. or any characters mentioned, they are owned by Nintendo. I also don't Dr. Pepper.
On with the story!
Chapter 1: Dr. Pepper
Link
"I'm gonna kill you!"
"Samus, I don't think it's legal to murder someone."
"I don't care!"
I sighed and made a mental note to never take Samus's bottle of Dr. Pepper. Why was she getting so worked up over Dr. Pepper? I mean, she could just buy another from the vending machine downstairs. Well apparently, it was the last Dr. Pepper left in the machine.
"I'm sorry!" Wario wailed, fleeing from a very angry Samus. I followed after her to make sure she didn't kill someone.
"Do you really think this is necessary?" I asked, keeping up with her.
"Yes! It's definitely nessessary!" Samus answered without slowing her pace.
In the end, Wario was no match for Samus. He tripped over his feet and fell on his face. Wario is a klutz like that. Also, he's also morbidly obese, if anyone didn't know.
Samus quickly caught up with him. She pressed her pistol to his throat. Okay, now I was genuinely worried that she might actually kill him. For real.
"Where. Is. My. Dr. Pepper?" she asked, her voice dangerously low. Wario farted. Samus was not amused.
"Hm?" she pressed her gun harder to his throat. I was surprised it didn't get lost in his many rolls of fat.
"I-In my room! Under the bed!"
"You'd better not be lying."
Samus lowered her pistol. She punched him in the stomach, but I don't think he felt anything. I'm not sure he even noticed.
"Let's go, Link. I hope my Dr. Pepper isn't contaminated yet."
Let me just say this: I can tolerate many things. Wario's room isn't one of them. Believe me, I had to go in there once. Man, it's so bad, it makes Ganondorf look like a rainbow unicorn. So in conclusion, the experience probably scarred me for life. Yeah.
However, being the loyal and caring friend that I was, I followed Samus to his room.
Actually, I felt like I was going to my execution... ... ...Okay so it's not THAT bad, but it's...bad.
"Here it is." Samus started to open the door, but I held out my hand to stop her.
"Sam, you might wanna equip your Power Suit right now..."
"Why?"
"Because of the..."
She opened the door. We were immediately overpowered with the unmistakeable stench of garlic. And other things too. But mostly garlic. It smelled so bad, I tell you. Astronauts could probably smell it from outer space.
"AUGH!" Samus yelled, stepping away from the door.
"...the smell." I finished.
"No duh, Captain Obvious. Anyway...what IS that reeking unholiness?! Great Chozo, it's the very manifestation of evil! How is a smell so HORRIFYING even conceived?!"
"Sam." I said calmly.
"Why should ANYONE have to put up with this abomination of-"
"Sam!" I said louder.
"What!?"
"Your Power Suit."
"Oh, right."
Blue sparks of energy surrounded Samus, getting brighter and brighter until they became pure white. I stepped back, not wanting to get electrocuted by the sparks. Believe me, that does NOT feel good!
Suddenly, the sparks disappeared. I could now see Samus, clad in her Power Suit. Despite how many times I've seen her do this in matches, it still impresses me. But in my defense, I come from a universe where electricity doesn't exist. Sooo...
"Okay, I'm going in. Wish me luck!"
"Good luck, I hope you make it out alive!"
"Shut up."
Samus bravely ventured into Wario's room.
Samus
Inside, I noticed piles of clothing on the crumb-laden carpet. I saw what I presumed were underwear. The sight wasn't very pleasant. I just wanted to find his bed as soon as possible, but that was hard, considering all this crap littering the floor.
However, I was eventually able to find the bed after coming across some...questionable objects. IF you know what I mean... Anyway I'm not surprised. This IS Wario we're talking about here.
I looked under his bed...if you could call it one. Sure enough, my Dr. Pepper was laying there...among the filth...and dirty clothes...and half-eaten food.
I shuddered. Even though my suit surrounded me, I still felt like all the grime was touching me.
By my logical thought process, I decided that it would be safer and cleaner to just wait until the vending machine restocked.
I came out of Wario's room empty-handed.
"You didn't get it?"
"Nope, I've decided to just wait to buy a new one."
"But you wanted it back so badly."
"That was before I actually saw his room!"
Link nodded "Ah."
I deactivated my suit.
"C' mon, let's go do something else."
"M' kay, sounds good."
