Warning, this story may contain the following that some people may not like, such as: Character pairings of any orientation, sexual references, swearing, and bad writing skills.

This is the first story I've ever submitted anywhere ever. Please be gentle.

I also feel like I didn't really add much speaking text or meaningful story progression, if I decide to continue this I'll try to be better.

Chapter One

Chapter one may contain: Zelda being a jerk, Samus disliking guys, Peach being bad at things, and tea. If any of this offends you in any way I apologize.

The Institute of Smash, Zelda's Room, clearly marked by, not only the position of the rooms everyone in the roster is accustomed too, but also by the pink tri-force symbol above the door that is clearly a mistake made while painting by the one and only Peach, seeing as Zelda's mostly known for her frequent complaining about it only when Peach isn't around. Anyway, this is Zelda's room, where currently, Zelda is holding her bi-weekly tea get-together that anybody is welcome to attend (But no one really does.) Both only Zelda and Samus are in there at the moment, seemingly everyone else is busy.

"Sigh, do you really have to have a dumb tea party almost every weekend, Zelda?" Samus sighed, slumping down in her chair slowly; arms sprawled out over the armrests weakly, staring at the plain white ceiling of Zelda's room in sheer boredom. She began to tap her foot on the power suit she'd placed just left of her chair on the floor.

A smirk spread across Zelda's face "Oh, so I take it that you don't like tea? Huh, Samus?" she mocked, right before taking another sip of her tea elegantly, she extended her pinky finger as she normally doesn't do to mock Samus' hate for princess-like events and probably just tea in general. "Also, stop tapping your foot on your suit, that's annoying."

Samus stopped tapping the suit and sighed deeply, "No, as I had told you before" Samus paused and got up for a moment, reaching down to rest her suit in a better position against the table, then resumed her lazy position "as I also told you before, I only come around here to hang out with the only other two of the three females in the roster that actually speak English." Samus replies coldly, crossing her arms and pouting as she waits for Zelda to finish her un-naturally long sip of tea.

Zelda removed the cup from her mouth and rested it on the small plate she was holding as protection against the warm tea, and as a coaster. "Well, you don't necessarily have to hang out with us just because we are female if you do not wish to." Zelda flung her head to the side, her hair whipping up into the air and back into normal position irregularly, "Why don't you hang out with somebody else? Are you not friends with… oh, what was his name again? 'Snack?'" Zelda replies arrogantly, probably purposely forgetting his name, noted by the way she giggled after she said it. She places her tea-cup and plate on the table in front of her while grinning at her upset friend.

Samus rolls her eyes, "It's Snake, and I don't really know him that well, we just share the similar interest that shooting things is pretty cool." Samus proceeds to makes a 'gun' out of her index finger and thumb and mimics shooting it, blowing off the non-existent smoke afterwards.

Zelda places an arm across her chest and rests her other arm on it, placing a finger directly under her lower lip "Huh" she said aloud, "So that means that the rumours aren't true…" Zelda says, trying her best to whisper it to herself whilst still making sure that Samus can hear her.

Samus kicked backwards in attempt to get up quickly, the chair flung backwards as she slid upwards in it, she flung her torso across the table, She barely reached more than three-quarters of the table "What rumours?" she demanded, straining to lean across the table even more towards Zelda.

Zelda kicked backwards and propelled the chair a short ways away from the table and her friend that was pretty much climbing on the table at this point. "That you two are dating of course!" a large smirk across her face "Where have you been?" Zelda sang, raising her arms into the air ever so slightly as if she was legitimately surprised.

Samus growled, scrunching her face into a nasty scowl. "Who started that rumour?! Oh, I swear to-"

Suddenly, Samus was cut-off by the door violently slamming open; the mushroom Princess herself, Peach, was standing in the doorway. She looked miffed, to say the least. Her dress torn in several places by what seemed to have been a sword, she also had dirt, dust, and grime all over her face.

Zelda's surprise quickly retreated as she started to giggle "So – hrk - I guess you lost to Link, huh?" she said, trying less-than-hardly to contain her laughter. "Oh, sweetie, turn this way a moment, you – hah - you got an arrow stuck in your hair!" By this point Zelda slumped over in laughter, she had leaned over from her chair and attempted to pull the arrow stuck in the Princess' hair, with no luck, she almost slipped out of the chair as she continued to giggle and merely swiped weakly at it, instead placing her hand on Peaches shoulder to avoid from falling down.

The room fell wordless for more than a few moments, other than Zelda's giggles, before Peach replied to Zelda's former question. "…Toon Link."

Zelda doubled over in laughter fell on the floor. Samus quietly scooted her chair over towards Peach and wrapped her arm around her shoulder comfortingly "It's okay Peachy-pie, you'll get better at brawling!" she said, bringing Peach closer for a hug, Peach pushed her away. Samus removed her arm from around her shoulder. "Don't feel so down, I know you'll be able to beat Link one of these days" Samus consoled as she began to attempt to pluck the arrow out of the Mushroom Princess' tangled hair.

The princess winced in pain. "Not – Ouch – not helping." Peach retorted, "OUCH, hey, that hu- That HURTS, SAMUS!" she slapped Samus' hand away right as she had gotten the arrow free, she lost grip and the arrow flew in a random direction.

Samus frowned at Peach "Don't be a baby! Just be glad it didn't hit you in your skull." Samus replied in a failed attempt to make Peach feel better about the situation.

Too bad Peach wasn't really in the mood for that, "I'll hit you in your skull." She raged as Samus, once again, wrapped her arm around the angry princess.

"Hush-hush, Mushy-Mush" Samus joked.

"HAH, Mushy-Mush!" replied the still-laughing, still floor-bound Zelda, who started to laugh louder than before "Oh, It's too much!" she giggled out, clutching her stomach as she began to roll around.

*SLAM* Peach had slammed her foot into the floor, nearly hitting Zelda's head, and standing up abruptly right after swatting away Samus' hands from around her back, both Samus and Zelda fell silent, Zelda scurried up from the floor and retreated back into her seat.
"I've had enough of this" Preached Peach, "I'm done being the weakest one in the roster, I know people choose to fight against me just because I'm an easy enemy." She said, Zelda began to slump down in her chair slightly, as she was one of the ones that did that. Peach continued, "I am not a training dummy. I am a human being and a member of the roster, and I'm going to show everyone that I cannot be pushed around by them anymore."

And with that, Peach picked up her not-even-touched tea-cup and tossed it angrily across the room before knocking the chair she had sat on out of her way. She proceeded to the door and slammed it behind her as she left, leaving behind a distraught Zelda, rushing to pick up the pieces of her broken tea-cup, and a bewildered and wide-eyed Samus.

(The skill of the fighters in the story in no way portrays the actual 'official' ranking. )