Daisy was absolutely furious. "WHY!?!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, shaking the walls of her Sarasaland castle.
"Why what?" her attendant Toadunk asked, peeking his head around the corner.
Daisy ran over and picked him up. "Why didn't I get invited!?!"
"I-invited to what?"
She began to shake him back and forth, "To the inter-dimensional tournaments, of course! To the BRAWL!!" Still furious, she threw Toadunk to the ground. Fortunately, Toads are pretty durable, and Toadunk was even more durable than most, which was why he'd been asked by the others to come investigate. "I mean, yeah, Mario and Luigi are the big heroes. And Peach…well, if she's invited, I should get to go too! I'm tougher than her, and definitely a better fighter!" She struck an aggressive pose, with her foot on Toadunk's head. "Then she had to go and steal my dress for one of her 'alternate outfits, didn't she? But that's not the worst of it!! Wario's now a featured combatant, and even Waluigi got to go be an 'Assist Trophy'! But me? I get to model for iAi/ trophy in my soccer gear, and a few stickers, and that's it!" Kicking his head like a soccer ball, she sent Toadunk flying across the room.
Seeing him bounce off of the wall brought her back to her senses. "Oh, crap! Sorry, Toadunk!"
"It'sssfine, Prinssessss…" he said dizzily. Sometimes, Daisy wondered if the guy was a masochist, with how often he was around when she was angry. Fortunately that wasn't too often, but being left out was easily the main source of her fits.
"Daisy, I have an idea!" Daisy turned to see Toadette enter the room.
"Oh, yeah, you didn't get to go either, huh?" Daisy said, mellowing out further.
"I got about the same exposure as you, yeah," she replied. "At least it makes a bit more sense with me: I haven't been a major player as long."
"That's not making me feel better..."
"I'm not done," Toadette said forcefully. "Anyways, about my plan: we should team up, like Toad and Peach."
Daisy just stared for a second. "Oh! I get it!" she suddenly exclaimed. "But, how? They've already filled the roster."
"Leave that to me," Toadette reassured her. "I've got a plan." She pulled on Daisy's arm to get her to crouch, then began whispering in her ear.
"Awesome!" Daisy shouted once Toadette had finished explaining. "But first…"
"First what?" Toadette wondered.
"First we need to work out moves. I don't want to look just like a Peach clone out there. Ooh, speaking of which…" she held her skirt up slightly, looking at it. "If I'm not gonna be a Peach clone, I'm not wearing this. C'mon, I need to decide what to wear…" She led the way to her large closet. Both knew from seeing it, though, that Peach's was at least four times as big. Daisy's was also slightly less monochrome, having outfits ranging from yellow to dark orange. "Alright, I'm thinking one of my sports outfits…" She started along the wall where she kept all of them. Her soccer uniform she passed on immediately. She'd used that for the trophy already. "Okay, we've got baseball, tennis, my bike outfit from karts…"
"Not that one," Toadette advised. "It is full length, but form fitting. Samus already has that covered."
"Ooh, you're right," Daisy nodded. "And Peach and Zelda both cover the long dresses…okay, let's go with this one." She held up her tennis outfit, which was almost the same as her baseball and golf outfits, orange shorts and a lighter orange tank top. But this one also had the skates she loved using on the trophy stand. They could be useful later. She considered for a moment ditching her crown, but as usual decided to keep it on. "Alright, now to the training yard."
"Why?" Toadette asked.
Daisy just stared at her for a moment. "I need to work out moves to use. So far, I've got one easy. If you can do the reflection thing that Toad does for Peach."
"Oh, yeah, good point. One down, like a dozen to go."
"I'm afraid I'll have to copy Peach on a few of them," Daisy continued. "Or someone, at least. There's only so many ways to kick and punch." She figured that she'd adapt a couple of Peach's unique moves, too.
They talked about techniques as Daisy changed and then went down to the training yard. It was fairly large, and she used it to practice sports and such, and her guards used it for training. She wondered if that was part of why she got captured less than Peach, if only to make herself feel better about it. Her guards were very skilled, though, and could fend off Bowser's horde any day. His special forces, maybe not. Whereas Peach hardly seemed to have any guards, and Daisy had serious doubts about their skills.
When they got there, the guards were training. Some were sparring, others running or using the weights at one end of the field. "Wow," Toadette said. "You ought to have a couple of these guys go whip Peach's guards into shape. Then maybe she wouldn't be captured as often. Though when Bowser steals the whole castle…"
"I'm convinced that my cousin secretly enjoys being kidnapped," Daisy said, annoyed enough to not want to use Peach's name. "Alright men!" she barked, "today, you have a new assignment: help me get into shape!"
"Yes, ma'am!" the guards replied.
"I'll be ready for Brawl in no time," Daisy said happily as she began her 'workout'.