Going Down For Real

By LunaAzul788

Summary:

Princess Peach, feeling quite exhilarated, decided to go out for a Girl's Night Out with Zelda and Samus. Eventually, they ended up in a dance club. Everything seemed exciting and fun, until some unexpected faces arrive and unforeseen occurs.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Okay, so foremost, there are quite a handful of adult-themed suggestions in this story – involving alcohol, language and sexual themes. Reader discretion is advised.

Secondly, this story revolves around how adolescent Brawlers enjoy their time. Let's face it, by their age, they would eventually go have fun and find social entertainment at clubs, drink alcohol (and perhaps get drunk), and/or go sexual exploring.

CHAPTER 1: Dress To Impress

"Samus. Please. You are not wearing that," Princess Peach told her friend as she was drying her long vibrant blonde hair. Samus made a frown and looked down on her outfit – a simple white tank top, denim shorts and black sneakers.

"Why? What's wrong with this look?"

Peach looked back at her friend with a disbelieved expression. "Are you going grocery shopping or something?" Samus simply rolled her eyes.

Peach stopped drying her hair and placed her blow-dryer on top of the vanity. She then stood up and approached her poorly-fashioned friend. "This is a night to enjoy, a night we don't get so often… So, try something different," Peach told Samus as she turned her friend around to face the full-length mirror.

Suddenly, an idea popped on Peach's mind. "Hey! Remember that shimmery navy blue dress I got you for your birthday last year? You never wore it…"

Samus turned about to face the cheery princess. "That's because I never had any use for it." Peach placed her hands on her hips. "Well, now you have. Wear them tonight. Please."

Samus sighed. "Ugh, fine… It's just for one night."

Peach cheered, "Lovely! Now go and change. You still have to do your make-up." Samus groaned as she approached her wardrobe. Peach smirked a small victorious smile, when suddenly she thought out loud. "Is Zelda still in the bathroom? What's taking her?"

As if on cue, Zelda came out of the steamy showers wrapped in a towel rushing her way to her wardrobe to get changed. "The water was cold and I had to wait for the heater… Sorry."

Peach paused doing her mascara. "Well, do quite hurry girl. I want those early bird V.I.P. seats!"

Zelda rolled her eyes then chuckled. "Oh, Peach…" she whispered to herself as she quickly made her way through the carpeted room to her changing wardrobe.

In a fit, the three young women seemed as if they were preparing for a wedding or a first date. They bathed for hours, couldn't decide which outfit to wear, and took forever to fix their hair and make-up.

Finally, after a few eternities, the ladies were ready for the night.

Princess Peach wore a fitted strapless French-pink dress that was a few inches above the knees. She paired it with sparkling red pumps and her signature blue pearl earrings. Her hair was in a sophisticated wave that gave off a lustrous gleam. As for make-up, she had her sweet-pink lipstick on and frosted brown-beige gradient eyeshadow. She looked charming and sweet, yet had those hints of sexy.

Samus had on her a shimmering, off-shoulder, navy blue dress. The dress fit her body quite well as it extenuated her waste even more. She also had a pair of metallic black wedges on, silver large hoop earrings for her accessories, smokey black eyeshadow and thick mascara on her eyes with matching dark deep red lips. Her hair was let loose and was straightened due to a request – or requirement, Peach made. She looked downright hot, balancing both a casual and glamorous look.

Zelda wore a fitted purple lace-sleeved top, a white miniskirt, and knee-high dark brown heeled boots. Also, she had a simple gold charm bracelet on. Her hair was styled half up and half down with braids on the side. As for make-up, she had deep brown smokey eyes and with matte nude lips. She looked extremely elegant and, will for sure, grace the dance club.

…

"Well, we took longer than I expected," Peach said taking the driver's seat as the trio hopped on the white convertible Nintendo provided them for the night.

The neon digits on the car's clock read 10:47 PM. "Will we still get the early bird V.I.P. seats?" Zelda asked riding shotgun. She immediately fastened her seatbelt for she knew how brilliant of a driver Peach is.

Peach started the engine causing the speedometer and other units in the car to lightened up. She fastened her seatbelt as well and adjusted the gear to drive mode. "Don't worry, Samus can flirt her way through for us," she said as she looked at the back seat with a grin, eyeing the girl in navy blue.

Samus was nonchalantly playing with her hair until she heard Peach's comment.

"Huh, what?"

Peach sighed and chortled as she stepped on the accelerator. "Nothing. I just said you're gorgeous."

Samus narrowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow. "If you're thinking of using me to hit on the bouncer just to get into those . seats, think again."

Zelda looked back from her seat. "Why not, Sam? You'll perfectly pull this off!" she chuckled.

Samus just folded her arms across her chest. "Why don't you guys do it?"

The girls were already on the highway at 160kph. Both of Peach hands were steady at the wheel, just before she turned on the stereo to electronic dance music.

"Because," Peach said. "I did that the first few times we both went out before, and you-and-me both well know that little miss first-timer here couldn't pull this off."

"Hey!" Zelda exclaimed as turned her head to the grinning driver.

Samus was slightly taken aback when she heard it was Zelda's first time at a dance club. Seriously? Has she never been to a club for 20 years? That's something new.

"So, you've never gone out to a dance club before?" Samus said as she leaned towards Zelda's seat.

The Hylian princess simply shook her head.

"Well then…" Samus said relaxing on the back seat, placing both her hands behind her head. "We should make this a good first-time for you. I bet you've never drank alcohol too."

"I drink wine back in Hyrule… but it's mostly for formal occasions."

Peach made a smooth turn before adding up to the conversation. "Girl, wine ain't nothing compared to the beautifully crafted cocktails at the bar we're heading! Those are gonna make you so wasted tonight!"

"Not if you get hellafied first, you fucker," Samus sneered as she lightly kicked Peach's seat.

"Asshole!" Peach yelled out as she felt the uncomfortable bump from Samus' kick. "And puh-lease, not even five whole Long Islands can get me tipsy."

Samus just rolled her eyes, recalling those times when Peach got drunk from merely two shots of tequila.

The girls have finally reached downtown. The streets still seemed alive as the lights and music ran through its skirts. The dance club, technically a night club, where the girls were heading to was just a few meters away; they could already see the beaming spot lights.

…

"Damn this parking space. It's just freaking 12:00 MN and the club still opens in thirty minutes! How could there be this much people already? Fuck this impossibility!" Peach complained as she looked for a free space.

Samus simply closed her eyes. "Please… early bird V.I.P. seats, remember? Competition for those is ruthless."

Zelda quietly assisted in looking for a parking space. As their car moved through the narrow area, all she could see were cars and cars and more cars. Sudden thoughts of how many people there would be at the club flooded her mind. Boy, did she hate crowds. She hated bumping into strangers, she hated the smell of sweaty bodies, she hated having her personal space interfered, and she hated the high probability of how a variety of warm breaths might fill the air.

"Finally!" Peach exclaimed gleefully as she found a parking space, which fortunately was close to the entrance as well. Coolly, she parked the car facing against the wall, pulled up the windows, closed the roof, and turned off the engine.

Before getting out the car, the ladies made some last minute touches.

After gussying up, Peach placed on a pair of glamorous baby pink framed shades. Zelda felt that such action was ridiculous.

"Peach, why would wear that when it's already dim in the club?"

Samus grinned as she passed by her two friends. "Yeah, and people would wonder what a blind skinny white ass bitch is doing at a place like this."

Peach just murmured a dismissive "whatever bitches, I'm fabulous" whilst she catwalked her way to the entrance.

"And come to think of it…" Zelda added. "Why didn't we just valet? Would have been more convenient."

Peach lowered her shades as she looked at her friend. "Seriously? You're just saying this now?" Zelda shrugged her shoulders, slightly raising her palms flat.

As the girls made their way to the entrance, Samus noticed how silent and tensed one of her friends seemed.

"Hey, Zelda. Is there something wrong?" she asked approaching her purple clad comrade.

"Oh, it's nothing Sam. I just… well… hate crowds. Like, really hate," she replied meekly.

Peach slowed her pace down as so she could catch up with her friends. "Well, this club is a lot more spacious that what you might be thinking. I swear. Not even a hundred thousand peeps could fill this place up!"

"And security here's the best! So don't you worry about pickpockets, perverts or soul-sucking demons," Samus added.

Zelda then felt a little more comfortable due to her friends' remarks. "Thanks guys. Guess this'll be a night for me to remember."

Lowering her glamorous shades once more to reveal her vivid teal eyes, Peach winked at her friend. "Oh, it better."

Well that seems to be it for this chapter. The next one entails the events at the night club, so expect some drinking, dancing and extreme partying. Good day and/or good night!