A/N: This is my first fic, so sorry if it's entirely rubbish – I had to do this in one day since I found out it was White Day today yesterday, which was when I got the inspiration. White Day is a Japanese festival a month away from Valentine's Day.
But I've changed the traditions of White Day by making the women give presents back to the men rather than the men doing it since there's just too many and Valentine's Day was a month ago, so I can't do one now.
Sorry for the lengthy author's note, but these are vital points. This has a crossover with Star Fox, it kind of ended up that way. I'll add another A/N at the end to explain the planned direction of this fic.
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Nintendo, the ruler of the gaming universe.
/\/\/\/\ Chapter 1: The Problem /\/\/\/\
"Thanks for inviting me, by the way. I could do with some sane people to talk to. Goodness, there's only so much of Peppy's complaining and Slippy's incompetence before it really drives you up the wall."
Peach's eyes met the turquoise eyes of the preening vixen. The blue creature gazed around her surroundings of Smash Mansion's cafeteria, now practically empty since a match between Marth and Fox had begun. Square tables of four were scattered across the room with no set pattern at all, similar to the majority of the Smasher's fighting techniques.
Opposite her sat Zelda, who was forking her salad with her mind occupied elsewhere. Peach sat on the vixen's right, fondly watching the latter's bewildered expression with a steaming cup of tea set in front of her and a pink handbag perched near her elbow. On the vixen's left Samus fiddled with her platinum hair idly, opting to eat nothing for today's lunch. Nana was in the distant corner playing a game of some sort with her childhood friend Popo, but other than them, the girls were eating by themselves.
"You're welcome Krystal," Peach said cheerfully. "As the only girls in Smash Mansion, we need a bit of girly advice." Krystal diverted her attention back to the three women, urging them to continue by raising her eyebrows slightly. The chocolate cake placed in front of her had none of Krystal's attention ever since she entered the cafeteria.
"Do you have any idea what day it is today?" Zelda questioned, still prodding her salad with little interest, not intent on eating a single piece.
"The 14th," Krystal stated blankly. Was it a trick question? Was she missing something here?
"14th March is White Day." Samus raised her head, showing cold eyes. "As a galactic wanderer like me, you should know that." Krystal, after a few seconds with her eyes wide open, suddenly slapped her forehead and cringed.
"I completely forgot! It's today, isn't it?" Samus nodded once. She showed no sympathy for her forgetfulness, contrasting with Peach's kinder heart.
"It's only lunchtime, there's still time," Peach encouraged. "There's a shop down the road where you can quickly…" The vixen shook her head, silencing Peach mid-sentence.
"Now I understand why you asked me to come, I have the same problem." Krystal lifted her gaze to Peach, ignoring Samus' gesture of boredom of fiddling with her bangs again.
"The day where you return a gift more expensive to just one of your admirers," Zelda muttered sulkily, stabbing a tomato to make her point. "What happens when you have more than one? Maybe we don't want to hurt other people!" Peach and Krystal raised their heads from their lunch and eyed each other, stumped by the question they were thinking as well. Samus however shrugged in response, leaning back as she did so.
"Easy," she replied nonchalantly. "Don't get more than one admirer or be prepared to hurt them. With Snake creeping round your skirt, you shouldn't hesitate to give him the kick in the face he deserves." Zelda finally glanced up from her bowl.
"You're just mean to Snake. There was no need to fire a missile at him just because he was interested in whether you've ever worn a mini skirt before." Samus grinned in reply, brushing the topic aside with a brush of her hand.
"Yeah, about your problem, girls. Who have you got on your tails?" Samus beckoned Zelda to begin with a single look.
"Exactly a month ago, I received cards from Link and Marth. I don't know who I prefer, to be honest." Zelda blushed, knowing how silly and how unbelievably cheesy it sounded. The other three waited patiently for her to carry on. "You know, they're both nice guys andreally good friends, I don't want to hurt either of them."
Zelda smiled grimly, more to herself rather than to someone in particular. Her delicate hands drummed anxiously on the surface, uncertain as to what the others would say to her troubled confession.
"I'm sure they'll accept whatever comes. They are both good friends with you and with each other, so there shouldn't really be any consequences." Peach reached out to Zelda's hands, easing them until they seemed to relax. Peach withdrew her hands afterwards only to take a sip of her tea.
"I'm jealous of how you have admirers who would be able to make up easily after this minor event," Krystal joked, waving her fork like you would to an orchestra. "I have Panther, Wolf and Fox who all seem pretty intent on receiving my gift – once I've bought it. And you know, they're probably end up killing each other once I choose someone."
Zelda laughed heartilyat Krystal's comment. It was true that she had admirers who were friends, but this whole White Day would ruin their friendship altogether.
"And if you think you have so many admirers to sort out, look at Peach's pile," Samus exclaimed tiredly. "I've seen your desk and it's enough to bury the whole of Planet Zebes." Peach stared at her exaggerated comparison.
"It's only a few people. It's only Mario and Bowser," Peach uttered uncomfortably. Samus raised an eyebrow in surprise at Peach's denials.
"Then what about the cards from Roy, Mewtwo, Snake, Luigi…" Samus listed, Peach flushing redder after every name. Krystal counted them all upon her perfectly manicured nails whilst Zelda grinned sympathetically.
"Mewtwo only gave me a card because he didn't want to give it to anyone else." Peach stroked the handle of her tea cup gently. "They probably decided to give me cards since they want to spar with me or something rather than because of what you're thinking. I've never talked to Snake in great depth."
"And there's no need to," Samus snapped. "He's a perv, and by sending all three of us Valentine's Day cards, that just proves it." Zelda rolled her eyes.
"Honestly, what do you have against him? He's just a natural with charm, so you can expect him to act that way." Samus rose from her seat, the three eyes following hers.
"I've already got mine sorted out, so there's no point in me staying."
Silence followed Samus' exit, all minds wondering who her 'sorted out' partner was. Was it someone who she liked, or was she just saying that to make her exit from a deeper secret? The eerie stillness was disrupted when Nana approached the group.
"Have you sorted out what you're doing for White Day? Popo's convinced I'm too young to join in. He's gone to watch the match, just like any other bloke." Nana invited herself to sit in Samus' seat, much to the annoyance of Zelda. It was known to Krystal and Peach that Zelda disliked Nana's comments. This had better be quick.
"Yeah, it's a rather difficult decision to make," Krystal carefully commented. "Grown-ups have a lot to sort out considering a lot of men take it so seriously." Nana beamed at her remark.
"I know! The way the Master Hand recruits so many men and so little women, it's no wonder why the turn out this way!" Nana clapped her gloved hands excitedly, giggling at her own comment. Peach's eyes reflected the same opinion as she drank the last from her cup.
If there was one thing about Nana Zelda hated about her, it was her attitude on what other people had to say and the way she could change it somehow to what she thinks. Around Popo, she was fine, but whilst on her own, she was the most arrogant being she had ever met. Zelda forced her lips to curl into a smile, tapping her fork onto the side of her salad bowl to avert her attention from the overly happy surroundings.
"When you become an adult, you become to realise how much larger the world seems," Zelda plainly said, her eyes never leaving Nana's.
"Yeah, there's more you can do, more choice in what you want to do!" Nana hopped out of the seat in ecstasy. "I'll leave you to it, it's not a little girl's conversation, is it?" Nana shook her head, sniggering simultaneously as she went through the double doors that lead to the Arena.
"I hate that girl," Zelda cursed. Successfully not eating a single piece of salad, she got up from her seat and the other two rose with her. "Whatever the case, we need to sort out this whole White Day thing. I have no idea who I'm going to give it to, but I'm sure it'll become clearer later on."
"That's the spirit," encouraged Peach. "Just choose the one person you care about, and consider the consequences later on. It'll all work out. There's only one thing purer than white, and that's love. Don't deny your feelings, girls."
Peach was always so wise when it came to advice, so why did they feel the need to invite me, Krystal thought. Peach was the one with all the answers, everything she needed, and to top it off, she was always so nice to everyone. Krystal hid her thoughts of jealousy by tossing her cobalt hair.
"I have a vague idea who to give mine to, just need to buy it, that's all." The princess smiled innocently, never losing the gleam she always had.
"That's the three of us all sorted out now," Peach concluded. With no notice at all, she whipped out a carefully wrapped present from her handbag. "I had it planned out since last week who to give this to. Hope you girls know what you're going to do, or the day will be gone like quicksand."
/\/\/\/\ End /\/\/\/\
A/N: I'm not particularly proud of this, but hope you like it all the same. Yes, I'll be setting up polls for this fic so that you have a chance to vote for who so and so should go with in the next chapter.
I made Nana somewhat a brat since she's like 10 and I find her and Popo rather annoying since they wear eskimo clothes even in the blaring summer. And they're two people who can't seem to leave each other alone. Hence I probably won't write a chapter dedicated to her unless you desperately want me to.
Next chapter is Samus and I've got her all planned out, so I'm planning two chapters ahead. Feel free to review and don't forget to participate in the poll, it'll close on Friday 21st March.