KT – DA: We're baaaaaaaack!

Roy: Yes! Finally!

Link: It's the sequel to Getting Over Our Troubles!

Marth: We're very proud of you, My Lady.

KT – DA: Thank you, boys. I appreciate it.

Roy: Do I have to do the stuff on this one? I did it all last time.

KT – DA: No, I thought I'd have Link do it this time.

Link: Me?! No fair!

Marth: Surely it's not that bad?

KT – DA: Marth, you'll do the thank you's this time.

Marth: Oh, okay.

KT – DA: Link? Do the stuff!

Link: /sighs/ Kuroi Tenshi – Dark Angel does not own SSBM or any of its characters. Not even Marth. She does own Sarah Holly and Jasmine Miles.

Marth: Since there aren't any reviewers yet, Kuroi would like to thank Karanos for making her write this sequel.

Roy: Here's the first chapter!

In Midwinter's Stillness – Cabin Fever

Roy, son of the Marquess of Pherae, stood in his dormitory in Smash Mansion, staring at the mirror. A blue-eyed, red-haired sixteen-year-old stared back at him. He sighed and leaned his forehead against the cool mirror. He was so bored.

Ever since the last tournament had ended in November, Roy had spent his time looking for something interesting to do. Since the training room was closed until January, the swordsman had settled for reading most of the time. Now it was mid-December, and he was coming down with a bad case of cabin fever.

The door opened suddenly, and Marth entered, carrying a load of books. Dumping them on his bed, the blue-haired ex-prince of Altea turned to his friend.

"You're getting smudges on that mirror, my friend."

Roy turned around to see Marth smiling. The prince's smiles used to be few and far between, but had become much more frequent since Sarah Holly had arrived in August. Roy was happy for them.

"I don't care about smudges. It's my mirror, after all," Roy said.

Marth shook his head. "It's not yours, it's ours. Or had you suddenly forgotten that you share this room with both Link and me?"

Roy snorted. "Why should you care? You could go stay with Sarah, which, by the way, I know you do anyway. I bet she keeps her mirrors clean."

Marth blushed, but otherwise ignored the comment. "The others sent me up here to find you. I think they were talking about going ice skating."

Roy smiled, excited. "Great! Something to do. I'll try anything to keep the boredom away."

The two boys made their way down to the common room, continuing their playful banter. Link, Peach, Zelda, and Sarah sat there waiting for them. All but Zelda had skates with them.

Peach stood up when they entered. "Finally! The pond froze over last night. 'Bout time, I say."

"I had the Ice Climbers check it this morning to make sure it was safe for skating, and they said it was," Sarah said, standing up as well and walking to Marth's side.

"Sounds good," Roy said. "What are we waiting for?"

Zelda laughed. "You, of course."

"Come on! Come on! Go get your skates from the coat closet!" Link said, pushing Roy into the hallway. The others followed after them, moving slowly for Zelda.

Roy turned to the princess after getting his skates. "Are you sure you should be going outside? What if the cold is bad for your wound?"

Zelda sighed and adjusted her crutches. "I'm fine, Roy. A little cold won't hurt anything. It's not like it's a blizzard out there. I'm not even going to skate." The princess had recovered nicely from the sword wound she had received in the summer, and now only depended on the crutches to get her around. Sarah and Peach has also recovered from the hurts they had suffered at Samus' hand. The bounty huntress had been removed, arrested for attempted murder three-fold. Of course, that didn't stop Roy from being worried about everyone.

"I know, I know. I'm just making sure, you know," the redhead said with a sigh. The girls laughed at him, and Link started pushing him again.

"You'd never know that you were dying of boredom in here. You're moving so slow!" said the hero, adding his own laughter to the mix. The group made their way outside and headed for the pond. Link and Roy started kicking snowdrifts at each other on the way, Link finally pushing the redhead into one at the side of the pond. Grumbling to himself as the others laughed, Roy reached for his skates. He was cold and wet, but he wasn't going to let that bother him. Anything was better than reading another book right now.

The Six Smashketeers, minus Zelda, skated around the pond, generally having a good time. Sarah and Marth left after a little while, Sarah explaining that she had and interview.

"Again?" Peach huffed. "Haven't you found an assistant yet?"

Sarah laughed as she put her shoes on. "If I had found one, would I still be looking? It's becoming all work and no play for me as the big boss, you know. I'm still getting used to Master Hand being retired."

Once they had left, the other four stayed out for another hour before deciding they were too cold to go on. Roy and Link made their way to their dorm, promising the girls they would meet them in the dining hall later.

"I can't feel my nose!" Roy complained, rubbing the numb feature with his gloved hand.

Link laughed. "What do you want me to do about it? Kiss it and make it better?"

Roy grimaced. "Ew, no. I like you, Link, but not that much."

"Then stop complaining about it."

Roy stripped off his outer layers, piling them on his bed. Shivering slightly, he pulled on a sweater. He kicked his shoes under the bed and went down to the common room. Sitting by the fire sounded really nice right about now. Of course, there wasn't anything to do but read there, but he didn't care so much anymore. The redhead settled into one of the many armchairs and opened his book.

What seemed like only moments later, he was shaken awake. Blinking furiously, he looked up to see Peach staring down at him.

"Wake up, Sleeping Beauty," she said with a giggle.

Roy groaned. He didn't even remember falling asleep. "Why should I?"

"Because," Peach said, sounding as though she was speaking to a very young child. "Sarah says it's time for dinner. She said she has someone for us to meet."

Roy sat up and stretched, yawning. "Ah, so she's found an assistant?"

"I guess so."

Roy picked up his book from where it had dropped on the floor and the two of them made their way to the dining hall. The room was already crowded with Smashers, the roar of talk at its normal volume.

Zelda and Link sat across from each other, as did Sarah and Marth. Another girl sat next to Sarah, quietly eating mashed potatoes and chicken. Roy later swore that it was the light glinting off her blond hair that made him trip over Zelda's crutches.

Ignoring the laughter of his friends, he pushed himself up, blushing. He sat his book next to Marth and went up to get his food. He carefully didn't look at anybody when he sat down.

Sarah was talking about the interview when he returned. "I really think she's the best person for the job," she said with a smile to the girl at her side.

"What's her name?" Roy asked, his mouth full.

The girl turned to him. "You could ask me, you know. I do talk. I might ask what your name is, Fire-Top."

Roy swallowed his food and glared at the girl. "Don't call me that. I don't like nick-names. You can just call me Roy."

"Fine with me," the girl said. She held her hand out to him over the table. "My name is Jasmine Miles, but please call me Jazz."

Roy shook her hand, trying not to think about how pretty she was. Her bright green eyes peered out at him from under her blond bangs. They seemed to be laughing at him. Funny how everyone seemed to do that a lot lately.

Sarah smiled. "Well, since you two are getting along so well, why don't you show her around the place tonight and tomorrow?"

Roy turned to her. "Well, I suppose I could do that. I guess I'll survive somehow," he said, resting his chin on his fist. Jazz snorted and covered her mouth with her hand, laughing. Peach, Zelda, and Link joined in a moment later. Even Marth and Sarah sniggered a little.

"What? What's so funny?" he asked, getting a little angry.

Peach pointed at him, unable to speak. Tears were streaming down her cheeks, she was laughing so hard.

Roy looked down at himself and turned bright red. He had put his elbow in the butter. He groaned. Carefully removing his arm from the dish, he used his napkin and cleaned himself off. He turned to the others and rolled his eyes.

"Ha ha, yes, very funny."

Jazz smirked at him. "How about that tour now, Butter-Boy?"

Roy stared at her. "'Butter-Boy?' Excuse me, I thought I told you I didn't like nick-names."

"Oh, yes, I forgot. How's this? We'll make a compromise," the girl started laughing again. "I'll call you 'Roy-Boy' instead."

The others laughed.

Roy hung his head with a sigh. It was going to be a long night.

Roy: I'm the main character?

KT – DA: Looks like it.

Link: You mean you'd ruin a perfectly good story with HIM?

Roy: Hey!

KT – DA: Now, now…

Marth: Oh, look My Lady!

KT – DA: What?

Marth: Reviewers!

KT – DA: Yay! /claps/