(A crap)Summary: "Funny that one little thing I said made things go downhill into an adventure like this. Because when I think about it, all that I wanted was for the best to happen," said the one who had good intentions.
A/N: Wow. I feel like I died on this site. And will you believe the jump from Persona to something Nintendo related? Yeow. As stated in my bio, I became a Mother fan just recently. As for Persona 4 FES, I sadly say that it will be on Hiatus until my interest for it comes back. Blame Mother3 for the loss of interest, and I will stab you.
WARNINGS: Will contain SPOILERS for Mother3. Will contain references to other games, and will contain Lon Lon Milk.
DISCLAIMER!: I do not own Super Smash Bros. or any of the characters! Because gay tripping is gay.
I wanted you to be Happy:
Chapter 1
A young boy trudged through the silent halls of Smash Mansion, feeling disoriented and bitter. He hated himself so much right now, and hated the fact he couldn't focus hating himself even more so because of the lack of sleep he had gotten last night. How would he have been able to sleep anyway, hearing his roommate's choked sobs and hiccups. The sobs weren't exactly loud enough to actually deprive someone of sleep, no. It was the guilt eating away at him, that kept him awake. The boy named Ness ran a hand down the exposed locks of hair on his forehead. He had once overheard Snake calling him "a good kid" since their very first Brawl together in Shadow Moses Island. Ever since then, the nickname kinda stuck amongst some of his peers. Yet, he certainly did not feel like a good kid, not one bit. The "good kid" of Smash Mansion made his roommate, his best friend, cry.
The raven haired boy knew it would happen eventually though, since he was well aware of his friend's sensitive personality and tragic past which had helped in shaping it. Ness knew he'd get himself into a bad argument with him one day, by acting stupid and saying something really insensitive by accident… But this time around… What did he do wrong? Actually, what was the 'something terrible' he said to make his roommate's blue eyes burn with such passionate anger and tears? …Not having a single clue on how to apologize made Ness mentally punch himself, like Captain Falcon would physically, and boy, did it hurt. Those devastated blue orbs that met his… Ness just couldn't erase the image in his head. His roommate had dashed out of the room right after that… But why? What was he missing? Ness… just didn't know what to do.
Oh, Lucas…
"Hey! Sup, Nessu."
Out of the blue, he got his train of thought broken. With mixed feelings, the capped male slowly turned in the direction that the nostalgic voice had come from. Violet eyes locked with the first eye catching feature in sight. Red hair… He figured it was around that time again.
"… Hey Roy." Ness answers indifferently.
The said swordsman frowned in dissatisfaction at his psychic friend's dull greeting. "You haven't seen me in ages, and that's how you say hello!?" the older male looks to the side and mumbles, but purposely loud enough to make sure Ness hear his sulking. "Dammit, no love for Roy? Everyone in this place is forgetting about poor me. 'Visit us, Marth said. It'll be FUN, Marth said…' Yeah, fun my arse."
…Ages, was pushing it a little. A decision made recently was that the old Smashers were allowed to visit at every end of the month if nothing too important was going on. Everyone knew that it took Master Hand and Crazy Hand great amounts of energy to create portals or paths from different universes, and keep them here in the Mansion until they departed. The All-Powerful gloves couldn't refuse this ever since Marth threatened to leave if he couldn't see his best friend again, if only for a visit. And if Roy got to come back, so did Pichu, Young Link, Mewtwo, and Dr. Mario… It was only fair. So Ness, much his annoyance, generously caught on to that last prolonged sigh his elder gave, and then let out his own. "Er… Sorry, Roy. It's good to see you, I was just… a little sleepy. I wouldn't ever forget such a presence more manly than Ike's…"
"Tch, yeah. Who needs that guy anyway? All he does is eat, and talk about chicken! The programming was rigged." Roy nodded. Yep, back in Melee, it wasn't too hard getting Roy's emotions in whatever direction you wanted. Annoy him, compliment him, you name it. Although… it was best that you didn't annoy him, or your hair would go up in flames as a result… Or your pants. The sheer horror of it…
There is a short silence.
"… But you didn't have to say that. I was just pulling your leg a bit." He lightly chuckled. But all of the sudden, the soft expression on the flame swordsman's face became more stern, understanding, and serious. "…I still know that spacey stare when I see it. What has you down, little one?"
Well, that escalated quickly. And this surprised the psychic too. Maybe Ness had forgotten juuuust a little... Roy was as cunning as ever, and saw through a good number of lies. He wasn't to be underestimated, despite the coating of humor and sarcasm he picked up from the fabled "hysterical Link." Maybe Ness should just confess and get it over with, and perhaps it would give him an opportunity to let out some steam. On the other hand, if he didn't confess now, Roy would drag Marth and Link over to squeeze the truth out of him… Ness swore to never tell any lies to those three after that unfortunate cookie jar accident… Quivering lips begin to move hesitantly, preparing an answer.
"It's about… L-Lucas."
"Oh, that blonde newcomer with the rad cowlick?"
…Rad? Who the heck still used the word rad?
"Er, yeah... That's him."
"Go on, I'm all ears."
The younger male continued. "…I think I said something terrible to him, and I didn't mean to… M-Maybe all the words in my head just got all… jumbled up. I don't know what t-to do, and… But because of what I did… He started crying, a lot… And I…!" Because he was now biting down on his lip to suppress the strain in his voice, Ness had accidently drew a tiny amount of blood into his mouth which he disdainfully savored. He had to have choked at least six times while attempting at those slightly sounding incoherent sentences. On another note, Ness actually did a lot of thinking in place of sleep last night. There were a lot of kind people in Smash Mansion; like the veteran fighters, Mario, Samus, Fox, and Captain Falcon… sometimes, if he didn't go making smug remarks, or saying "Show me ya moves!" a thousand times in one Brawl. It's not like they understood Lucas the way Ness did, but none of them ever made Lucas cry. The obvious villains like Bowser and Wario would try to make Lucas cry... Ness was practically on the same level as they were…! The raven haired psychic's heart dropped once again.
Roy gave his younger peer a sympathetic pat on the head. Ness was a comrade, former opponent and friend whom he's known for a long time, and despite not being able to come in contact with him as often as before, nothing really changed. They've helped out each other through thick and thin Team Battle sessions in the past. If that wasn't a strong bond, what was? The swordsman convinced himself that he wanted to help Ness regain his ego, and thus, his confidence. "You know, you never really had someone to worry over back during the Melee days," He starts. "Half the time, you'd be wandering around looking for someone like me, Marth or Peach to talk to about your homesickness problem. That's all that ever got to you back then, so I'm actually impressed that you're more miserable now than before…"
Ness almost gawked. Roy was impressed by his sadness? "H-Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"
To the shocked answer, the redhead chuckled subtly. "You've finally found someone important to feel down about. That must mean you really care," a smirk. "That Lucas kid probably feels the same way about you. So you shouldn't be here right now, buddy. He's probably ready to forgive and forget, and is waiting for you to sit next to him at breakfast."
"Roy…" The younger male was rendered speechless. But ringing throughout his mind, he knew his elder was right. All this time he had just been sulking over a stupid thing he had said, and it wasn't even intentional! That was just one bitter fight, and after all, nothing could stand in between their friendship so easily, right? All Ness had to do is cool down, apologize, and everything would go back to normal. It was because he had Lucas, and Lucas now had him. "Thanks Roy!" Ness took off like a bottle rocket, heading towards the mess hall.
…
Roy smiled to himself and continued walking in the opposite direction his younger peer took off in. "… Yeah, yeah. I know, welcome…" Another good deed has been done. "I'm such a good Samaritan, or whatever that means."
Ness slid into the mess hall frantically looking for a certain blonde. He met many eyes, curious ones, icy ones, sleepy ones… He then gazed over to the table in the back he normally sat at with his group. But much to his shock, Lucas' sky blue eyes were nowhere to be seen. Instead, he met Nana's eyes, in which told a story. With the frown added as an extra feature, the story didn't seem to be very pleasant. The legs that were once dashing like there was no tomorrow, dragged across the marble floor. "Nana…?"
"Ness? Lucas isn't with you?" She huffed lightly under that heavy winter parka she always wore. The psychic just knew a conversation about Lucas was coming.
He feebly shook his head in response to her question.
Toon Link who sat across from Nana, finished with his daily bottle of Lon Lon Milk, because growth spurts weren't going to happen by themselves. The mini swordsman burped before informing Ness, "Lucas actually passed by half an hour ago. We told him to stay and eat the omelet that we-" Popo's elbow jabbed him in the side. "urgh… that I snagged from Kirby. But then he stormed off."
The keyword 'omelets' reminded Ness about the argument from yesterday. The raven haired boy cringed.
"Ness, you know anything about that? Far as I know, Lucas never not eats his omelet things." Popo, who was calmly having a salad, joined the conversation. His speech was a tad slurred today.
The way the conversation was already playing out wasn't good. In fact, the raven haired felt several emotions stirring up within him again, as if the talk with Roy had never happened.
Guilt; Lucas had skipped breakfast because of him. Because of what he said.
Sadness; After having great expectations for seeing Lucas, it all came crashing down when he didn't appear to be here.
Worry; If Lucas wasn't here, then where would he be? Ness had no clue.
The psychic shut his eyes tightly, and Popo the Ice Climber was still waiting for a response. He wished he didn't have to give any answers right now, wished that he didn't have to face the truth. But perhaps he was just going too hard on himself… Just a little bit. Lucas was someone important to him. Someone special, someone that he wanted to protect with all his heart. And yet…
"Nope. I don't know a thing! … I-I was hoping Luke would be with you guys…"
It was a half lie at least. He knew saying anymore more or less than that would bother him. The three concerned Smashers looked at him skeptically before Nana replied with a, "If you say so, Ness…"
This would be a good time to bolt. "I-I'm gonna hit the training room. M-maybe he'll be there!"
"Without your breakfast?"
As soon as he started his pursuit for the exit, Toon's voice just had to interrupt him. Ness had told TL a dozen times before that he never went a meal without eating steak, and proudly he stated it too. It was one of the many things that kept Ness intact with the memories of his home and family.
That stare in TL's cat eyes… He was catching on!
"Uh!" Crap. "Yeah! Er, I'm totally not hungry. So I'll just be… going' now!" Oh, how Ness wished he could still use PK Teleport. With that, his legs continued to carry him into another room, this time in less than a second.
…
Popo facepalmed himself. "Looks like Lucas' terrible lying skills have finally rubbed off on Ness."
"Tell me about it..." The mini-Hylian agreed quickly, then took the opportunity to dive for the uneaten steak and omelet.
"I don't like when people keep secrets from me." The female Ice Climber pouted. "Something is up and I'm gonna find out-"
Her older-by-4-minutes-brother suddenly choked on his water. "Oh god, Nana, no. Just no.
Put the binoculars down,
stop hanging out with Princess Peach,
and calm down!"
"—and you guys are gonna help me!"
Popo was horrified. Toon Link just shrugged and continued to munch on the steak.
"Works for me. Things got really boring in the Mansion right after the "Intense Boss Battle Tournament" ended. No one even won that friggin' thing. Heck, only a handful of veteran Smashers got to the final boss," he slams his fist on the table, enraged. "Most 'a us got our butts kicked by Master Hand. MASTER HAND!"
"Master Hand probably rigged that tournament- …scratch that. Crazy Hand probably rigged the tournament, and for fun too. Also, correction; only YOU got your butt kicked by Master Hand. Although he was tougher than usual…Hand " the other male folds his arms before turning back to pay attention to his crazy twin sister. "Seriously, Nana. It's wrong to spy on other people. Y-You took me on a spying trip last time, and because of you, Snake blew my brains out in that last Brawl!"
"Oh come now, it wasn't that bad."
"He completely ignored you and went after me!"
"That's how it usually is."
"But it hurt! He choked me... A LOT! But listen to me for once!"
"Fine… I'll stop…" There is a pause. "… taking you with me to spy on Snake and Samus! Besides, we already discovered they had a thing going on. Now we've got other people's personal space to invade! So let's follow Ness before he gets too far ahead. C'mon, move yer butts!"
The two unfortunate(although unfortunate would only apply to Popo) Smashers were hauled by Nana, who sought out to stalk a certain capped boy. All the while, her older sibling prayed to god that Ness would kill him fast, and mercifully with a PK Starstorm after their cover was blown in any stupid way, by Toon Link.
As Ness silently strolled through the corridor, he saw the lights flicker. After a few seconds, it flickered again… a third… a forth… fifth and sixth. Odd. Who forgot to change the light bulb here? …No, rather, did Pikachu and Pichu, now reunited, cause a short circuit or something? The boy shrugged it off and continued walking. But when he passed the nearest flower vase on a table, he came to an abrupt stop. Something in that area was off, because his instincts told him so… Paranoid or not, he fixed strong violet eyes on it. …And only seconds later, the vase blurred up in a staticy fuzz! This unnerved him for three reasons. One, he had a history of being attacked by inanimate objects wherever he went. Two, it always seemed as though bad things happened around not very convenient times without fail. And three, it was the way Ness saw it glitch up, fuzzing up first, becoming a strange kind of 8-bit, wilting, and disappearing, that Sunflower in the vase…
"… I've got a bad feeling about-"
BOOM!
… An explosion rumbled from beneath the floor he stood on.
"A REALLY REALLY BAD FEELING!"
Taking those last two reasons as to why he was running like there was no tomorrow, the young psychic leaped down the next flight of stairs. It didn't take an idiot to put two and two together and assume Lucas could possibly be involved with that explosion. So he cast all of his regards for himself, and apparently others, as he pushed by the numerous amounts of Smashers who had been also drawing to the unfolding scene ahead. Ness had unnoticingly passed by Nana, Popo and Toon Link with a grim expression glued to his face. Of course, they didn't miss it. Popo dropped his mallet, Nana dropped her spying kit, and Toon Link dropped the glass plate he used to eat Ness' steak, just for the sake of dropping something in the heat of the moment. They too, ran to the commotion in hopes to catch up with Ness, and perhaps Lucas.
…
The raven haired boy got as close as he could to the room in which the explosion occurred. He now realized it was the "extremely off-limits" area in the mansion where the tons had gathered… Most of the tall fighters were in his way, but judging by the silence in the air and tense atmosphere, this wasn't just an average fight started between Wolf and Ganondorf… The door ahead led to Master Hand's transportation room, which consisted of the portals to many countless worlds. This had to be something much more-
"Crazy Hand!" his thoughts were interrupted by an oh-so nervous Zelda."What in Nayru's name happened? Where is Master Hand?"
…Much more serious. Crazy Hand wasn't cracking his knuckles for once too… This meant a lot.
"… There's been… a little accident." The glove stated in a low, booming voice. "Master Hand is still in the process of regaining his energy due to the Tournament, so he left me in charge, but…"
"And you let this happen?" Marth the bluenette Prince was next to blurt out. "What in the world did Master Hand make you let happen, anyway?"
A silence. A silence that Ness thought would kill him if he didn't continue breathing.
"A Smasher…" Crazy stated again, "not one of those visiting from Melee... has wandered in here. Purpose or accident, I'm not aware of. But a mishap has caused the explosion you all had heard earlier. He appears to be seriously injured, but luckily, we have Dr. Mario in there tending to his wounds…"
"W-Who is it…!?" The wings on Pit's back quivered.
The Smashers looked amongst themselves trying to do a headcount. But with what seems as though everyone present in such an overcrowded room, it was almost impossible to come to conclusions right away. But Ness knew of one boy who was missing. And as much as he liked hearing the name of that boy, he most certainly did not want to hear it NOW of all times. With all these thoughts that filled his head, the young boy finally broke down and let out a fairly loud whimper of frustration. Ness balled his fists and pounded on anyone who stood in front of him. Before too long, he was in front of Crazy Hand, getting confused and slightly irritated stares from behind. Crazy Hand did not falter at his arrival.
It was then Dr. Mario came out of the room pulling out a stretcher. On it, laid a body covered in a white blanket. The figure was breathing heavily, the figure of only a 12-year old boy his age.
Oh god no.
"It seems he has suffered terrible 3rd degree burns, manly on his torso and chest areas, however the others look pretty serious too… The poor boy's right arm is practically…" the words began to trail off.
No no no no.
"Gave him a pill… Almost on the brink of death… He'll need to recover… Heartbeat irregular… "
Please no.
The stretcher is pushed passed Ness.
Mouth agape, he just stood there. No words spoken, but it was then that a tall man, Ike, patted him on the head reassuringly. Now everyone… probably had a good idea who that was… But why…? What in the world happened? Something happened. Something that was all his fault…
"LUCAS!"
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