Are you ready for, CHAPTER TWO! Because I'm not... Anyways, here it is, the second chapter. It's still a bunch of FILLER but in the next chapter, things will happen! (I promise)
The Captain couldn't help but laugh.
"What!?" He said through laughter. He was not expecting that response. Falco looked at the two with the prime example of a confused face.
"I'm not even joking." Fox said seriously
"The sound, the whirring is coming from inside your face"
"You OK Fox?" Falco asked jokingly. Fox sighed. They were unsurprisingly not taking him seriously. Fox grabbed Falcon's head-which was still in a laughing fit-and Falco's head and shoved them both inches apart from each other. He turned to Falco and said,
"Hey! Listen!"
Falco did as instructed. Then his eyes widened.
"Falcon! Snap out of it!" Falco commanded, slapping Captain Falcon across the face as he did so. Falcon quickly stopped laughing.
"Ow... Falco!" Captain Falcon complained.
"Why did yo-"
"Shut up!" Falco commanded again.
"The noise is actually coming from inside your head!" Falco said forcefully.
"It is?" Captain Falcon asked.
"Yes!" Fox insisted. The high-speed racer listened to the sound.
"It doesn't sound like it is" He argued.
"Well maybe not for you. But that's what it sounds like to us." Fox explained.
"It does?"
"Yes!" Fox and Falco said in unison.
"Huh... I don't suppose that's normal..." Captain Falcon figured.
"Oh well." Falcon said, uninterested. Fox however, looked worried.
"I don't know... I think you should at least tell Dr. M about it."
"Oh, don't worry Fox, I'm sure he'll-" Falco started but was interrupted when the sound got louder. Much louder. But not for the ears of Fox or Falco but for Falcon. In his ears, the sound had reached a near lethal level crippling Falcon. All he heard was a deathly sharp ringing like a gun had been fired right next to his eardrum. Captain Falcon couldn't think, couldn't react, his body was forced to take control. It naturally halted operation on all other things except helping the body deal with the pain it was receiving. The body couldn't hinder the pain it was feeling, so all it could do was curl up into the fetal position and wait. Hoping or the pain to, at least eventually subside.
"Falcon! What's happening?" Fox demanded.
"Still your tongue Fox!" The blue-feathered Star Fox pilot ordered.
We need to bring him to the clinic ASAP!" Fox and Falco heaved the heavyweight fighter across each other's shoulders and ran to the front of the mansion. The trio rounded one corner of the eloquent mansion, then the next. They continued around the second bend to the front of the mansion when they encountered an angry Wario.
"So it was you three who wrecked my bike!" Wario said seething with anger.
"The repairs are going to cost me a fortune!"
"Just spawn another one" Falco said, as he and Fox whizzed past the fat, yellow clad man.
"Yeah! Cause that's possible!" Wario called out at them with fiery rage practically seeping from his body. Fox and Falco kicked open the double doors (They open both ways) then ran through them as fast as possible. Through the doors they found most of the Smashers grouped together and in the way.
"Move yourselves!" Falco commanded.
"Make way!" Fox bellowed. The two received lots questions and complaints as they ransacked across the foyer. Knocking over drinks, card stacks, people, and other knock-overable things. The Star Fox pilots rammed through anyone to stubborn to move. Some of the more angry Smashers who got drinks spilled on them, called out at the duo angrily. On their way out of the foyer the duo violently whooshed past villager causing all of the papers to fly out his binder and land everywhere. In the spilled drinks on the floor, under couches, in the snack bowl and some even managed to find their way on the large magnificent chandelier that illuminated the foyer from above. The room had gone from neat and tidy with shiny leather chairs and soft cotton chairs to sticky and chaotic with drinks, snacks, people and other things spilled literally everywhere. Villager could barely hold back tears seeing as all of his stuff was ruined.
Samus was in the process of bringing her cereal to the foyer to eat it there, when she was bombarded by Fox and Falco carrying Falcon. She got knocked back and spilled her cereal all over herself. Fox and Falco made a very sharp right and kept on running.
"Sorry!" Fox called back.
"You'd better be sorry!" Samus called out after them.
~O.O~
"Alright Shulk you should be good to go." Dr. M said as he just finished re-casting Shulk's right leg.
"Thanks Doctor M." Shulk said grateful the doctor was willing to fix his leg... Again.
"You're welcome, just-a make sure to watch where you're going."
"Will do!" The Monado Boy said as he slowly, almost dramatically exited the room. Slowly due to his obligatory crutches. Once Shulk had partially exited the room, just before he closed the door Shulk asked,
"When do you think I'll be able to get out of these crutches doctor?" Shulk inquired. Doctor M. Thought for a moment then decided,
"Oh, in about-" But he was interrupted when Fox, Falco and Falcon crashed into Shulk sending him sprawling out onto the floor.
"Sorry!" Fox hissed to the agonized Shulk. Falco with the aid of Fox set Falcon down on a chair in the waiting room. Falcon was in the process of writhing with pain. He slowly leaned over and curled up on two of the chairs. Doctor M, reacting quickly, bolted outside and heaved the agonized Shulk into the clinic. He set Shulk down on the operating table. He then pulled a makeshift operating table out from a random cupboard, he unfolded, then with the help of the two Star Fox pilots, lugged Falcon onto it.
"What's wrong with Falcon?" The doctor asked. Fox explained to M what he think happened.
"So he heard a sound, a whirring. Went out to look for it with you two. You found out it was coming from inside his head. Then he suddenly fell to the ground in an unsubstantial amount of pain." Dr. M summarized.
"Yeah, pretty much." Falco nodded.
"Peculiarly though." Doctor M started.
"You two agreed that was coming from inside him. But Falcon thought it was coming from elsewhere." He finished.
"Hmm... That is pretty weird. Falco said. The trio listened for the sound. Nothing. M sighed.
"Ah, well. I'll ask him what he remembers of this when he wakes." The doctor said, looking down at the poor Captain Falcon. Dr. M turned to the intergalactic pilots,
"I need some space to deal with these patients." Doctor M said calmly. The two anthropomorphic beings slowly nodded then exited the clinic. The two space pilots made their way to the foyer hoping they hadn't damaged too many things. At the entrance to the foyer was everyone helping Villager get his stuff all put together and organized. Wario and Samus were waiting for them at the entrance. Samus handed them both a mop and broom respectively.
"Get cleaning." She said sternly, then proceeded to the dining hall. Wario then turned towards the two, handing them an I.O.U. Wario sneered.
"And get paying me back for the damage you caused to my bike!" He said angrily. Then walked away. Fox and Falco beheld the destruction they caused to the foyer. Chairs were knocked over, the floor was sticky due to soft drinks spilling on literally every square metre of the floor. A chip bowl had been blasted to the side, leaving chips and chip crumbs spilled out everywhere. Everyone managed to at least try and help Villager get his stuff together. Villager thanked them all warm-heartedly. He budged past Falco and Fox, presumably to his bedroom. The remainder of the group walked up to Fox and Falco.
"You made the mess, you clean it." Ike said simply. The Smashers moved past the space pilots, presumably to shower. Fox stared at the I.O.U. in his hand, then to Falco.
"Want to split it fifty, fifty?" Asked Fox.
"What? No you broke his bike!" Falco retorted.
"Whatever, let's just get this over with..." Fox said dis-heartedly.
~O.O~
Fox, seeing that there was no other way around it, paid Wario's I.O.U. to the penny. He didn't want to have the task haunting his mind, so he paid it as soon as possible. He was still a little bit grumpy about it. Fox and Falco were almost done their laborious task when they heard the breakfast call. When Peach, Dedede and HaM were done cooking, one of the three would ring the giant bell HaM and HaC installed in the kitchen. The bell's ring, rang throughout the entire six floors of the mansion. Once the Smashers heard it, they knew it was chow time. Falco and Fox were starving. But HaM wouldn't let them eat until the intergalactic space pilots were done cleaning. Cleaning for crying out loud! Like the Smashers, the hands were not too pleased with Fox and Falco for annihilating the foyer. But unlike the Smashers, they do respect that they were trying to help Falcon. It was now 11:00 A.M. Only a mere two hours had passed and they had been very hectic. For not only the Star Fox pilots. But also for: the chefs because of their large breakfast order, Wario because of his destroyed bike(No thanks to Fox), Doctor M because of the patients he had to tend to, Shulk because of his thrice broken leg, and probably most of all, for Falcon. He had fallen unconscious recently, after his body couldn't take the excruciating pain. M says he'll be alright though, so there was no need for too much concern. Fox and Falco were FINALLY (All-caps required) done cleaning the foyer. Starving, they made their way to the dining hall. Everyone had finished eating breakfast and had gone about to do their own thing. Waiting for them, were the endlessly-loyal Pikachu and Yoshi who handed Fox and Falco their meals respectively. As they were not there for the, Breakfast Battle or perhaps, The Hunger Games. The pilots got what remained from the food that wasn't eaten. It wasn't great. But they were so hungry, they didn't care. Fox and Falco wolfed down the food almost instantly.
"Thanks guys." Fox said to Yoshi and Pikachu.
"Chuuuu" Pikachu exclaimed happily.
"Yoshi!" Yoshi agreed. Although the space pilots weren't sure whether or not Pikachu exclaimed happily or Yoshi agreed, for whatever reason, they thought it was so. All of the sudden, Fox remembered something very important, like an interview with your boss about you continuously being late for interviews.
"Falco!" Fox said worriedly.
"What is it?" Falco responded
"Isn't there a tournament today?" Fox said. Falco thought for a moment then had the shocking revelation himself.
"Oh, Right! There is one! At 11:30!" Falco said quickly remembering. One by one, the group of four turned to look at the clock. It read, 11:30. Yoshi let out a surprise, Yoshi then quickly scampered off to the tournament room. Which was on the sixth floor! All brawls and tournaments were held on the sixth floor, or sometimes, even the roof for an extra-dramatic effect. Pikachu instantaneously followed Yoshi out of the dining room, towards the tournament room. Falco and Fox quickly followed suit. The duo went out into the hall, straight down. They past the foyer to their right, the clinic to their left, the game room to their right then the training room to their right as well. The duo bolted up the fifteen flights of stairs. Ran to the next set of stairs, went up them and so on until finally they reached the sixth floor. Fox and Falco sprinted to the end of the sixth floor and went into the room on their left. Wrong room. They exited and went into the door on their right. They clashed into the room to see HaM and HaC doing discussing something. Out of breath and wheezing, Fox asked,
"Are we late?" HaM and HaC halted there discussion to address the two Star Fox pilots.
"I suppose you two had the same problem as Yoshi and Pika." HaC explained.
"What do you mean?" Falco asked, still out of breath. HaM continued,
"The clock in the dining hall is fifteen minutes ahead" Falco's jaw dropped open.
"You've got to be kidding me" Fox murmured
"The tournament starts in ten minutes." HaM stated. Fox and Falco sat down beside Yoshi and Pikachu.
"Pika?" Pikachu asked.
"What's he saying?" Fox asked the hands. HaM translated,
"He says, does anyone else hear that?"Fox and Falco could feel a cold, deathly feeling creep up their spine after hearing that question. But they dismissed it.
"Hear what?" Fox continued, sounding slightly worried as he turned his head towards Pikachu pleading for a response.
"Pika-pi pikachu." Pikachu explained. HaM translated again,
"That faint whirring sound"
Well there, it has been made. Chapter 2. If I am to be completely honest, I probably never would've released this chapter if it weren't for you, Excalibur74. Your review and favorite meant more to me than I initially thought it would. Anyhoo... If there is anything wrong with the story, please Lemino. Any sneaky spelling errors or plot inconsistencies or anything at all really. Love you w
~Laxxius~
