Disclaimer: I don't, in any way, own Smash Brothers. Except that I own a copy of the game. But that doesn't count. So try to enjoy my pathetically short story. if you can.
I can't really say what it makes me feel, watching them fighting like that. They are both trying to prove their worth for you, but I don't understand how. Why are they putting their titles at stake for you? If they truly cared about you, then they would be fighting for something close to you, and not themselves. They are fighting for their own pride.
But then again... That may just be my view, because I don't have such a title as they do. I have nothing to put on the line; I don't have others' respect, as they do. I am always in the shadows, because that is always where I'm left. But here in the shadows is where I silently adore you. They express their love by shouting and calling claims and shedding blood.
Don't get me wrong; I'd bleed dry if it meant making you happy. But to fight another man for the honor of being yours is beyond my status. Can't you see that I stay silent, because if I spoke out, I would only be mocked? I am a different class to these people, and especially compared to Link and Marth. They have the respect and power that I never will among these people. Compared to them, I am nothing.
They battle for the claim of the princess of Hyrule... I would battle for the chance to bel to you, the gorgeous princess Zelda. If only I had the chance to speak to you; to really speak with you and at least begin to attempt to tell you how I feel. These raging emotions that I feel only when you enter the room. No other woman has moved me the way you do. To those two, you're just a pretty face behind a title. But I swear to you that if I had the chance, I would offer you everything inside of me.
But even if that chance came to me, I know it wouldn't be enough. You are above me... You belong in their stature, not my own. I'm not like them... They are backed by their reputations and their titles, and I am only myself. That's all I have to give to you, and I know it would never do. You deserve the best, and that is among the things that I'm not.
I can see from your face that you're upset over this matter, but I don't know why. I assume that you don't want anyone to get hurt very seriously; I've seen that you're the compassionate type since I met you. But maybe... You don't want them to fight. Maybe you don't care about titles or reputations. Maybe you just want someone who will love you and care for you the way you deserve to be cared for. I don't know, but I can wish.
I would give you the world if I could. I would perform any impossible deed that you desired to be done. But I haven't the powers to do so, so all I can do is sit in the shadows and dream... Dream that someday, I will actually be able to say these things to you.
I can't really say what it makes me feel, watching them fighting like that. They are both trying to prove their worth for you, but I don't understand how. Why are they putting their titles at stake for you? If they truly cared about you, then they would be fighting for something close to you, and not themselves. They are fighting for their own pride.
But then again... That may just be my view, because I don't have such a title as they do. I have nothing to put on the line; I don't have others' respect, as they do. I am always in the shadows, because that is always where I'm left. But here in the shadows is where I silently adore you. They express their love by shouting and calling claims and shedding blood.
Don't get me wrong; I'd bleed dry if it meant making you happy. But to fight another man for the honor of being yours is beyond my status. Can't you see that I stay silent, because if I spoke out, I would only be mocked? I am a different class to these people, and especially compared to Link and Marth. They have the respect and power that I never will among these people. Compared to them, I am nothing.
They battle for the claim of the princess of Hyrule... I would battle for the chance to bel to you, the gorgeous princess Zelda. If only I had the chance to speak to you; to really speak with you and at least begin to attempt to tell you how I feel. These raging emotions that I feel only when you enter the room. No other woman has moved me the way you do. To those two, you're just a pretty face behind a title. But I swear to you that if I had the chance, I would offer you everything inside of me.
But even if that chance came to me, I know it wouldn't be enough. You are above me... You belong in their stature, not my own. I'm not like them... They are backed by their reputations and their titles, and I am only myself. That's all I have to give to you, and I know it would never do. You deserve the best, and that is among the things that I'm not.
I can see from your face that you're upset over this matter, but I don't know why. I assume that you don't want anyone to get hurt very seriously; I've seen that you're the compassionate type since I met you. But maybe... You don't want them to fight. Maybe you don't care about titles or reputations. Maybe you just want someone who will love you and care for you the way you deserve to be cared for. I don't know, but I can wish.
I would give you the world if I could. I would perform any impossible deed that you desired to be done. But I haven't the powers to do so, so all I can do is sit in the shadows and dream... Dream that someday, I will actually be able to say these things to you.
