As my first chapter I choose Marth!!! (I'm a Marth fan girl so yes; I obsess over his prettyfulness when I write.) This fanfic is one of my personal favorites that I wrote in the middle of the night before school started. Why? Because I was too hyperactive with caffeine to sleep. So with this forewarning, this is apiece of literature produced by pure stupidity and random inspiration. Enjoy! R&R!
Life in the Smash Mansion
Chapter 1: Marth and the Closet of Doom
It was your average day in the Smash Mansion, even though everyone else was running around like idiots; the most elegant Prince Marth was not. What was he doing? He was so~ bored and he had no idea what to do.
As Marth pondered his thoughts he roamed the hallways. He passed by many familiar rooms, the bedrooms, and then came across something else. It was an old oak door. He'd never noticed it before.
"It's probably just a closet." He smirked and walked onward.
Random flashy lights and sparkles came from the cracks of the door.
Marth stopped and walked back over to investigate. He could find no reasonable explanation for this. He looked intensely at the door, and then ran his hand through his indigo hair.
"Well there's one way to find out."
He agonizingly slowly reached for the door knob as music from The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe started playing.
Finally his hand rested one the bronze door knob engraved with flowers. He turned the door knob, nothing happened. He turned it a few more times. It wouldn't budge.
"Forget the stupid dramatic suspense thing!!!!!" He yelled and kicked down the door.
The small room was empty except for a large wooden wardrobe in the back of the room, the music grew louder.
"Where is that music coming from?" The Prince asked no one in particular, after all there was no one here.
He walked into the room, the floor made squeaking sounds with every step closer to the wardrobe. He turned to see Link in the far corner of the room with his ocarina.
"What are you doing???" Marth exploded.
"Building dramatic suspense." He replied.
"Stop."
"Make me!" Link then stuck his tongue out at Marth. "Bleah!"
"You are so immature." Marth crossed his arms when he noticed a stray book on the floor. "Hmmm…"
Marth picked up the book while Link was immaturely making stupid disrespectful gestures. He looked at the title of the book, Acts of Violence for Dummies. Ahhhhhh… just what I needed! He mused.
The Prince then pegged Link with the book which hit him smack in the forehead putting him out cold.
"Much better." He continued his walk towards the magnificent wardrobe.
He finally rested his hand on the wardrobe's handle, he pulled it carefully, and it made a clicking sound and eased open easily. He eased it open then a mass load of random shit fell out and crushed Marth.
"ACK!"
Link had just conveintly woke from the coma Marth put him in with that book and toppled over again only laughing this time.
"DAMNIT!!! STUPID CLOSET!!!" Marth yelled, slightly muffled from underneath the pile of junk.
"I told you it was the Closet of Doom!!!!"
"NO YOU DIDN'T!!!!" Marth shouted angrily shaking stuff from the top of the pile downward.
"Wups… Must've slipped my mind." Link said mainly to himself.
"Ugh." He face/floored the wood floor frequently. "I am surrounded by idiots…"
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