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Super Smash Bros. Rumble

Chapter 2

No Day Like A Snow Day

As Khlua opened his eye lids, he found himself in a very different room then he fell asleep in. A brown carpeted floor and mundane looking dark green walls surrounded him.

"It was all just a bad dream..." he said aloud, yawning, "I'm not in a weird house full of creepy video game characters."

He pulled his sheets down and looked out the window. It was snowing outside. He couldn't be in that other world – the skies were clear and even the night had been warm last night.

A knock on his bedroom door had snapped him back to reality. He turned and jumped at the knob.

"Who is it -" he started to speak, but stopped when he saw his visitor.

"What's wrong with you?" Lloyd asked him.

"Oh, nothing... I just thought I had finally woken up from this horrible nightmare..."

Lloyd looked back at him, obviously confused. He started to explain why the room looked different from last night.

"I was told today that our rooms are being modified to fit the ones that we had back in our own worlds. Cool, right?"

He looked worried that Khlua's response was a simple stare.

"Well," Lloyd continued, "Master also fixed the weather to be like the current weather in our worlds."

"Yeah. Great." Khlua let out a sigh of disappointment.

"Oh, yeah!" Lloyd exclaimed, "We need help in the kitchen. Some sort of welcoming dinner. Can you cook?"

"Y-yeah," the canine replied, dragging himself back from his despair, "I can cook. I'm pretty good at it too."

"Cool. That makes two people cooking for all the guys and girls in this building. You and... uh... Peach, I think? You and Peach will be getting recipes from the people in the dorm so that you can cook a big dinner. Here, I got one from me written right here..."

Lloyd pulled out a pad with a bunch of illegible scribbles on it. It seemed to be labeled "Melange Gel".

"Thanks." Khlua mumbled, holding the piece of paper in his paws.

"Alright, see ya later."

Lloyd slammed the door shut and Khlua could hear him running off somewhere.

"A dinner huh? With recipes from all the other people? Sounds kinda fun."

He opened the door and began knocking on doors, trying to copy down all the fighters' favorite recipes and finally turned back, heading outside.

When the path branched off to the separate dorm sections, Khlua noticed two more paths, labeled "Lounge" and "Kitchen". He obviously took the latter path. When he came in, he saw a blond woman in a pink dress.

"Oh, I need more pork for this," she muttered, "go get more!"

"Yes, ma'am!" a familiar voice exclaimed before making another sound. Recognizing the sound, Khlua bolted in and grabbed Colette as she was about to fall into a trash can.

"Thanks, Khlua!" she said, beaming up at him.

"Just be more careful, okay?" he told her.

As Colette walked past him to get more pork for the woman, Khlua positioned himself at a nearby stove. Finding no ingredients near him he turned to the woman in the dress.

"Excuse me Peach," he stammered, "do you know where the ingredients are?"

She turned to him, her emotions changing from annoyance to cheerfulness.

"I'm sorry," she said, "but I can't help you with that. Ask that brat – I mean, girl, to help you."

She was obviously referring to Colette. She was trying to hide her dislike from Khlua, but he was quite perceptive, though he chose to ignore it.

"Okay, I'll ask her."

Peach began to work feverishly at her pork stuffed mushrooms. Obviously a recipe from her homeland. She already had two trays of orange and yellow gelatinous spheres next to her.

"What are those?" Khlua asked.

"Oh, those? Those are just Lemon and Orange gels. I got them from the, uh, one girl from before and that creepy – I mean, quiet girl."

She apparently meant Colette and Presea. Khlua was slowly growing to dislike this woman. After all, Colette was just clumsy and kind of dense, and Presea was just quiet. It wasn't even Presea's fault that she was sort of quiet. Peach was just hating on them for their natural traits.

Khlua's thoughts were interrupted when he bolted towards the door to catch a falling Colette.

"Honestly," he said, "you need to watch where you're going."

"Thanks again!" she said, apologizing for not heeding his advice. "I even got you some ingredients to work with!"

She had brought a huge bag full of assorted foods.

"I hope," she mumbled, "that I got everything you needed."

Khlua took a look in the bag as she handed it to him. "You did a good job Colette. That's everything. You better watch Peach though, I'm sure she'll need help." He quietly added to his last statement, "Though whether it's physical or mental, I have no idea."

Colette giggled and walked towards Peach, watching her stuff little balls of pork into red and white spotted mushrooms.

Khlua turned around on his heel and set his stuff down on a counter.

"Let's see... first is Snake's... instant noodles? Honestly?"

He threw a couple of packets of beef ramen into a pot filled with water and turned the stove burner on. He moved onto the next.

"Chili dogs? I don't even need to read who this belongs to."

He started chili in one pot and hot dogs in another.

"Let's work on something a little harder than that. Hm. Watmel berry pie. Lucario's recipe. I'll need flour and water..."

He fumbled through his bag and heard the sound of ceramic hitting steel. He looked up and saw Colette standing over a pot of boiling water, except the water was on the floor, not in the pot.

"I-I'm so sorry Peach, I-I'll fix it! I'll get you more water!"

Colette was running out the door when Zangoose walked straight in. The two hit each others' heads and held them, grunting from the pain.

"I'm so sorry, excuse me!"

"Nah, it's okay girl, just be careful." Zangoose responded in a high pitched, yet rugged voice, covered in a Texan accent.

Zangoose walked over to Peach and asked, "Woo, I smell some watmel berries! Where are they?"

Peach turned, her face red from yelling at Colette so many times, and screamed, "Oh my god! Would you newcomers just leave me alone! Bother someone else for a change! Go talk to that stupid dog over there!" she pointed at Khlua, if it wasn't already obvious.

"Okay, okay," the Pokemon replied, "sheesh, isn't there a place where a girl can find herself a snack?"

Khlua responded by throwing a pink berry at her. "Catch, it's your lunch."

She had no problem catching the berry, which she promptly shoved in her mouth, chewing.

"Hey," she said between bites, "you're about the nicest guy 'round. So tell me, what's her problem?"

"Oh, her?" he asked, gesturing towards the screaming red puff that was supposed to be Peach. "Colette dropped a pot of hot water, so she got real mad. If you didn't come in, she might've just poisoned the poor girl's food to get back at her."

Zangoose chuckled, "Well, that ain't too nice of her. So, you need any help?"

"Yeah," he responded, "could you watch the pots there? When they boil, lower the temperature to 'low'. I'll start working on this pie."

An hour or two passed, and the group finally finished cooking. The only casualties had been a pot with a broken handle and cracked Hyrulian china, each of which were followed by an "I'm sorry". A menagerie of delicacies covered the table.

"Well," Peach said, unable to hold in a sigh, "we just need to move this stuff to the lounge and wait for dinner time to roll around. It's been an absolute pleasure working with you Colette, but I would appreciate it if you want outside and caught frostbite or something."

"Okay!" the angel exclaimed, walking out the door.

Holding crock pots, punch bowls and other assorted serving dishes, the trio went their separate ways. Khlua went outside and helped Colette to build what looked like a snowman.

"Colette, you'll get frostbitten if you don't wear mittens." he said, handing the cozy wool ones he found in his room to her.

"Isn't that what Peach wanted?" she asked, pulling on the mittens.

"Well, she's a psycho. Just put them on, you don't want frostbite."

"But you aren't wearing mittens. Know that I think about it, you aren't wearing anything."

Khlua stopped and blushed at the awkward comment. It was true that he wasn't wearing a coat or pants or anything. It wasn't like when he was human though, was it?

"Yeah, but I have fur to keep me warm." he defended himself, yet unable to stop thinking about what she said.

She smiled at him. "Oh, yeah. I guess I forgot."

That was more than awkward. That was uber-awkward.

She turned to her blob of snow. "Let's get to work, shall we?"

The silence was broken when Khlua felt a firm tug on his shoulder. As he turned around, he saw Lucario standing there, with a very disappointed look on his face.

The Pokemon scolded him, "Weren't we supposed to get to work on your moveset today?"

Colette turned to look at Lucario and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Luca, I must have distracted him. You can have him for now, but I'll need him later."

"My god," Khlua exclaimed with an astounded look on his face, "I've just been traded!"

As Lucario slowly dragged (literally, dragged) the flailing canine away, Colette got back to work on her snow-thing.

Inside, in the lounge, things were just getting set up for the coming feast.

"Oh," Zelda said, "won't this party be amazing?"

"Just like every other year." Sheik quietly responded.

To suit their needs, Sheik and Zelda were split into two separate people when in the Smash world. It just worked that way.

"Oh, Presea," Zelda called, "the piano should be about here."

The pink haired girl walked in with the piano behind her, flipped sideways to fit in the hall.

"Sure..." she replied, turning to where Zelda was and placed the piano down with a loud banging sound.

"Seriously," Blaze said to the girl, getting up from the couch, "you're like a whole army with those arms of yours!"

"If I wasn't strong, I wouldn't be a very good fighter, would I?"

"I suppose you have a point."

A man dressed in camo came in and went over to the fridge, pulling out a bottle. He sat himself down right on the couch. "That stupid Pokemon took one of the newcomers and went over to the training area. Really, the battles start in a week and they're training already?"

"I assume," Peach said, leaning in her chair, "that you mean Lucario and that dog from Prime world, right?"

A voice interrupted, "He's not a dog. He's a person."

Peach turned to the speaker, who happened to be Presea, and said "Oh? And how would you know about someone so important? It's not like he'd be friends with a creepy girl like yourself. Then again, he seems to be friends with that klutzy freak angel friend of yours, and even Lucario, so I guess a lot is possible."

"Master told me." Presea replied without noticing the insult. "I'm going to go find them."

"Whatever."

Presea left the room, soon followed by Blaze and Sheik.

"Where," Peach asked, "are you going?"

"We're going after her." Sheik replied.

"After all," Blaze added, "it'd be nice to hang with actual friends."

The two continued on, and Peach rolled her head to the side.

"Snake, grab me a bottle, too. I haven't gotten drunk in a while."

He did as told, and the two chugged for a moment or two.

Zelda simply sat in the corner, hoping not to be noticed until the crowds finally showed up for the party.

Presea walked alone but was soon joined by Blaze and Sheik.

"What are you two doing here?" she asked.

"Well," Blaze replied, "to put it simply, we'd rather come with you than stay there.

"I understand." Presea stopped. "That's the training area, right?"

She pointed at a snow covered building with a coliseum like shape.

"That's it." Sheik said.

As the trio walked in, they noticed Amaterasu curled up in a corner.

Blaze walked over to the wolf. "Hey! Ammy, what's up?"

Amaterasu barked back at her, wagging her tail a little.

"Oh really? I didn't think you were into watching guys fight."

Amaterasu yipped back a reply.

"You can understand her?" Sheik asked.

"Yea, can't you? I thought that she was just speaking English this whole time.

They turned their eyes to the fight, and saw that it was rather one-sided.

Khlua had beams of aura attached to his wrists like swords and was stabbing at Lucario rapidly.

Although Lucario dodged every move, he looked as though he wasn't trying. Suddenly, Khlua stopped stabbing and absorbed his blades. He held out his arm and fired a small white blast from it. It stopped a few inches from Lucario and exploded, blinding everyone in the room. Unaware of his advancing enemy, Lucario couldn't dodge the flying kick to his stomach and flew into a nearby post, sliding to the ground. When he regained focus, he found a paw waiting to pull him up.

"You okay?" Khlua asked, "I think I might've kicked to hard."

"No," the Pokemon responded, "that was perfect. It's time for the party anyways."

As Khlua brought the other to his feet, he noticed their audience.

"Hey, you guys. When did you get there?"

"Soon enough to see that awesome combo of yours!" Amaterasu barked at him.

"That was good." Presea said.

"Pretty cool – I'm pretty much scared to death at the prospect of fighting you!" Blaze praised.

"Think you could do that again?" Sheik asked.

"No," Lucario said, "please don't encourage him. That hurt."

Sheik and Lucario chuckled as they headed off on their own.

"Was I really that good?" Khlua asked, unable to hide the redness of his face at the compliments.

"No joke, that was good." Amaterasu replied.

"It is time for the party." Presea told the group.

"You're right, let's go." Blaze replied, leading the rest back to the lounge.

When they got there, the lounge was unrecognizable. There were streamers hung around the room everywhere, and everyone waited in line to get to the wonderful assortment of foods. The group fell in at the back of the line, behind Lucario.

"Hey, Khlua?" Lucario asked, "What kind of food did you make from your world?"

"Oh, nothing much. They're these water chestnuts wrapped in bacon, fried and then put in special sauce."

"That sounds really good. I think I'll try some. You made sure to make that pie, right?"

"Of course I did. I couldn't forget that."

Suddenly, a very wobbly Peach stepped up to the piano with a microphone up to her mouth.

"Everyone..." she said, slurring her words, "does...does someone know how to play piano?"

"Ooh! I do!" Colette yelled from the middle of the line.

"Anyone besides her?"

Silence.

"Fine. Colette...ge—get up here... and play..."

The princess promptly collapsed, being dragged away by a snickering Blaze.

She seemed to be saying, "Oh, the chances you have given me. You'll regret ever messing with me when you wake up..."

Colette walked up to the piano and started playing a jazzy tune. The line's speed hastened and pretty soon, Khlua had grabbed himself some food.

"Well," he said between bites of a slice of watmel pie, "I think things have turned out for the best so far."

"I can't help but agree." laughed Blaze, putting a marker back into her pocket.

"Good god," Sheik said, her eyes popping out at the sight of the marker, "what the hell did you do to that princess?"

"Oh," the cat replied, "not much."

"That better be it, or she'll kill you for whatever you did."

Blaze's eyes widened. "Maybe I should erase some things." She promptly stood up and vanished behind a chair.

Khlua noticed that besides the talking of the crowds, the room was silent. He walked up to Colette to figure out what was wrong.

"Why aren't you playing?"

"Well, I finished the last song I know, and I can't get this dumb machine to give me more music." She gestured to a machine labeled "Music". Khlua picked it up and touched the screen. Afterwards, he typed in a few words and put it back.

"Try this one."

He moved back to his seat and heard a familiar tune fly through the air. A few people quieted down to hear the music that the canine had chosen, but quickly resumed their conversations. A short knight with a mask on walked towards him and looked up, "What is this song?"

"Oh, Meta Knight. It's from Prime world, so I suppose you wouldn't know it."

Lucario followed over. "Yeah, what is it? It has an interesting tune. After all, we could listen to it on our computers back in the dorms. So what is it?"

"Well, it's actually called 'My Soul, Your Beats'. It's a really good song, so I recommended it. Do you like it?"

"It is sweet. But sad, also." A voice behind them said.

"Oh, Presea. Don't scare me like that." Khlua said to the girl.

After the song had ended, Zelda walked up to the piano, ready to make an announcement.

"Attention, everyone. Most of you know that this dorm has a tradition. Every year, two veterans and two newcomers hold an exhibition match. This year, we have put names in two bowls and are about to draw names, so could you please be quiet?"

As everyone fell silent, Zelda dug her hand into the first bowl and drew two pieces of paper, which she read aloud.

"Mario and Link."

The two veterans walked towards the princess, and several cheers could be heard.

"Next, for the newcomers... Khlua and Presea!"

The two snapped their heads back up and looked straight at her. Just about every veteran in the room booed, which was interrupted by voices shouting "Beat their sorry asses!"

The two looked back at Blaze, Sheik, Lucario and Amaterasu.

Khlua smiled and followed Presea up to the princess.

END~

I do not own "My Soul, My Beats". It is an actual song by an actual group. Credits to the group/vocalist "Lia."

I do not own any of the characters in this fanfiction besides Khlua, all other characters belong to their respective owners. Thanks,

Okay, I will make an actual battle happen next chapter. I'm working on it, don't rush me.

Yes, I did use special words in this chapter. It is in the T section, isn't it?