A/N: The drawings of the three main characters I mentioned last time are done, but…
Please read this chapter before checking out the drawings on my profile. Olimar's won't make any sense at all before reading this chapter.
Thanks!
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"So, Olimar, how are you feeling?"
Olimar looked up at Pit from beneath the covers of his blanket, frown set in place. The angel merely smiled. The Hocotatian hadn't said a word to him since before Peach dragged him off to Master Hand and when announcing his presence after stopping Ness, but Pit knew that he would crack eventually. Olimar by nature was definitely a sweet person, and he figured that the sudden events of the past two days had been overwhelming. Not everyone could adapt to new situations as quickly as Pit himself could, after all.
The smaller male simply wrapped himself up even further in the blankets and kept his mouth shut. Pit didn't know where Peach was, but he hoped she would pop in soon. If anyone could get Olimar talking again, whether willingly or by force, it was definitely the Mushroom Kingdom Princess.
"Come on… you can talk to me, right?" Just for fun, Pit poked Olimar's cheek. Now that the helmet was gone and out of the way, the angel figured that Olimar was put suddenly in a rather vulnerable position. He could only imagine how the little guy felt, but everyone in the mansion was friendly! Well, except for the villainous types, but even they knew when to leave others alone. And from what Pit saw, they never seemed to bother with Olimar very much anyway.
Olimar made a groaning noise and turned his head, idly slapping Pit's hand away. Pit's smile widened further and he reached out with both hands to pinch the Hocotatian's cheeks, much like a grandmother would do to a granddaughter or grandson. They were so squishy! Olimar had a rather offended look on his face and tried prying off the angel's fingers, but Pit held on.
"… Pit, what are you doing?"
The angel blinked and turned towards the door, where Peach stood with an astonished look. "Oh, hi Peach!" He finally let the poor Hocotatian go and swirled around to meet the blonde happily. "Olimar and I are just having some bonding time together. Isn't that right, Olimar?" Olimar glared at him. Pit grinned, "Yep. Quality bonding time."
Peach stared and blinked. "… Ignoring that, how are you feeling, Ollie? Better, I hope."
Olimar shrugged and turned away from them, looking off to the side. Pit tilted his head and asked concernedly, "Why aren't you talking to us? Usually you're a lot more talkative than this."
"Is the oxygen making you mute or something? I think Master Hand would have told me if it was a side effect…" Peach pulled herself onto the bed and rest the back of her hand against Olimar's forehead, feeling for a fever. "Well, it seems normal. At least, I think so, unless being normal by human standards is lethal for your species. I wouldn't know."
"Anyway, Peach, any missions for us today?" Pit smiled at the princess excitedly, fists clenched in anticipation for what was to come. He had stayed by Olimar's side all night (and was rewarded with many hours of silence), and so he was practically dying for something new and interesting. "I hear Wario's being a real jerk lately to everyone. Not that he ever isn't, but… you know. That's something."
"We can't go after Wario if he hasn't actually done anything wrong, Pit," Peach sighed. "Even if he has been a bit more jerkish than usual. Until he actually does something that could harm another smasher, whether physically or emotionally, we can't do anything. As of right now… nothing has happened. You can't expect evil to strike every day, Pit! It may never rest, but it isn't twenty four seven either."
"… That didn't even make any sense, but aw," he groaned, flopping backwards onto the bed. "So now we're just expected to do nothing but sit here all day until something does happen?"
"You don't have to stay with me all the time," Peach huffed. "You can go into hero mode when a situation arises, but don't let that part of your life stop you from doing whatever it is you usually do."
"I usually hang out with Ike and Link, and every other day we used to go out to the pool and throw rocks at birds flying above us," ignoring the princess' surprised look, he continued whilst dramatically waving his arms in the air, "but that gets boring after a while, you know? This is new! Invigorating!" He sighed and dropped his arms. "By the way, did Lucas ever thank you for stopping Ness yesterday?"
"He sure did!" Peach smiled. "It was really sweet, too. Then he brought Ness over to apologize, but I don't think Ness realized exactly who it was he was responding to. After they left, I heard him going on about 'two mysterious people' and how he swore they were still somewhere in the mansion." She giggled. "He's right, of course, but he'll never know that."
"Secret identities are awesome," Pit nodded. "And Olimar will get to know just how cool this whole thing is the next time something happens! Right?"
Olimar muttered something under his breath before widening his eyes and covering his mouth. Peach's eyes widened and she leaned in closer, saying, "Huh? What was that? Say that again."
"Wait, what happened?" Pit moved closer to the two, curious in what was happening.
"I think Ollie tried to tell us something, but I have no idea what he just said. Say it again," she thought before adding, "please."
Olimar looked up at them and shook his head, both hands still covering his mouth. He pulled his legs closer to himself as an amusing type of barrier probably meant to keep the other two away, but Peach would have none of that. She reached forward and grabbed both of his arms and, due to her much larger size and greater physical strength, was able to pry them away with ease.
"Please, Ollie? I just want to know what you said. I promise I'll leave you alone if you just repeat yourself."
Olimar stared off in the distance for a moment before finally sighing and shaking again. Quickly, he repeated himself and closed his mouth shut instantly after he was done. Peach smiled and let go of his arms, which were limp and fell with a soft thud on the bed. Pit strained his ears and leaned in even closer.
"Huh? What was that? I don't even know what you just said. Was that even English?"
Peach, still smiling, shook her head. "No, Pit, it wasn't. And that's why I was so curious." She looked at Olimar slyly, whose face heated up and he buried himself even deeper in the blankets. "I don't think he actually can speak English. He never could."
"Wait, what?" Pit's eyes widened. "I don't get it. But he was speaking it just fine yesterday, and the day before that, and…"
"Exactly. I think his suit had some kind of instant translator thing inside of it, and that's how he was able to communicate with us! Now that he doesn't need it anymore, he can't talk to us! I don't know if he can understand us, though. Can you?"
Olimar looked up at her as if she was crazy, but didn't give any indication of understanding what was just said. Pit immediately burst out laughing, almost rolling off the bed in the process, but he managed to stop himself before he banged his head onto the nearby nightstand in the process. Olimar seemed to know enough of what was going on, and glared at the angel beneath the covers.
"That's hilarious!" Pit laughed. "You don't have the protection of your suit anymore, you can't talk to us, and you don't even understand us either!" Peach whacked the back of his head, and he sobered immediately. "Ow! … I know what that was for, though. That was pretty mean. … Sorry, Olimar."
Peach thought for a moment before speaking aloud once more, "I guess we'll have to take it upon ourselves to actually teach Ollie English! It can't be too hard, right? It depends on however he speaks his native language, really… but we can get this done!"
"If we taught Marth how to speak English, this shouldn't be that much harder, right?" Pit asked her, tilting his head to the side.
"Well, Japanese is still a human language, whereas I don't think it's even possible for us to recreate the same sounds as Ollie. But we can try! I guess this is our heroic act of the day; Olimar's screwed if he can't talk to anyone and there isn't anyone to translate for him. Even the Pokémon have that."
"Right. So… where do we start?"
Peach brought a hand to her chin in thought before coming up with an idea. "We should teach him how to say our names first. So, Ollie! My name is Peach. Easy enough, right? Peach. Just hold out the 'ee' sound and add a 'ch' at the end."
Olimar stared at her before speaking something else in his native tongue. Neither Peach nor Pit knew exactly what he said, but they could probably give a good guess. I know that much, Peach. Olimar was smart; he probably had figured out what they were going to do before they even thought of doing it. At least, that's what Pit thought. He knew the Hocotatian was smart; he didn't know the limits of his knowledge exactly, but he wouldn't put it past him.
He also felt that the next few hours were going to be very long.
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Samus groaned when she ran into the perky blonde princess in the middle of the hall. Next to Peach were Pit, who was covering his mouth and giggling like an idiot, and a red-faced Olimar, whose hand was being held by her like a small child. The bounty hunter had half a mind to turn on her heel and walk the other way, but before she could even make the first move Peach was up and about, smiling in her face.
"Hey, Samus!" she beamed. "How are you today?"
"I was doing fine until you showed up. Now my day is ruined," Samus deadpanned. Peach giggled.
"Nice to see you too, Sammy. Hey, do you know where Snake is? He's fluent in a bunch of different languages, so Pit and I were going to ask him for help."
Samus raised an eyebrow. "Why, are you trying to learn Japanese so you can watch Marth's silly shows with him?"
"No, though that'd be pretty cool too. We're trying to teach Ollie English now that he doesn't have his magical translating suit anymore, and he's learning pretty quickly, but we feel that he can learn even faster if we get the help of a professional."
Samus looked down at the Hocotatian clearly for the first time and noticed that, indeed, he wasn't wearing his trademark suit. She was slightly curious, but it wasn't any of her business. There was no point in asking, and she would probably find out what happened later anyway, whether she wanted to or not. "I haven't seen David all day. Thank god," she muttered under her breath. "You're probably best off asking Captain Falcon or something. I heard they were going to go brawling each other later today. Check the training rooms."
"Thank you!" She leaned in to kiss Samus on the cheek, but the bounty hunter predicted her move and deftly swiveled out of the way before she could make contact. Peach pouted but shrugged and dragged Olimar off down the hall in the direction of the training rooms. Pit stayed a little behind to give Samus a sheepish look before quickly following them.
Samus stared after the trio for just a moment longer before sighing. She was going to lock herself in her special room and not come out for the rest of the day.
"She was really nice," Peach hummed.
"Ever get the feeling that she really wants you to get in some horrible accident and never be involved in her life ever again?" Pit asked after catching up, almost shivering from the cold looks from Samus' face. "She scares me."
"Nah, that's just a part of who she is. You get used to it after living with her for two tournaments in a row," the princess smiled. "And I'm sure she doesn't really think that! She's just… misunderstood, is all."
"Right…" Pit sighed. He looked around at his surroundings. "I really hope they're in the training room. I don't feel like going on a wild goose chase all over the mansion for just one guy. We could have Olimar fluent in English by the time it takes to find him."
Before Peach could respond, a blue blur suddenly appeared in front of them, causing Pit to almost trip and fall on his face. "Hey, what the heck?!" The angel gasped as he steadied himself back upright. Sonic grinned up at him.
"Hey, are you three busy, by any chance?"
"Yes," Pit frowned.
"Not really," Peach smiled.
"No," Olimar muttered.
"Great!" Sonic clapped his hands together. "Listen, I need you guys to do a favor for me. I was downstairs, making myself a chili dog for lunch, because who doesn't like chili dogs? But anyway, I was doing that, and then Wario comes in out of nowhere and just takes it out of my hands and eats it! The hell kind of jerkish move is that? Of course, I let him have it, and he just laughs in my face and goes off stealing Toon Link's cake that he was saving for later as well."
"I originally had no interest in helping you, but now I'm annoyed," Pit frowned. "Toon Link was looking forward to that cake! How dare Wario!"
"Now you're seeing things my way," Peach grinned. This is exactly what happened with Captain Falcon and Zelda! Maybe we'll have some heroics today, after all…
"Oh, dear," Olimar sighed and covered his face in his hands. "We are going to do this again, are we not." It wasn't a question.
"You still talk a little funny, but yes! Of course! And this is highly convenient for us since Pit wanted to get Wario earlier today as well," Peach shrugged.
Pit's shoulders sagged in realization. "Hey, that's right! This is perfect!"
Sonic stared at them, highly confused. "I have no idea what you're talking about, but hold on because I'm not done. Ganondorf was kind of egging him on since Toon Link did that whole hand-in-warm-water-while-sleeping prank on him last week, and that was his form of petty revenge. And because this is Ganondorf, you just know he isn't going to stop there. I saw him hauling a bunch of super spicy curry backs down to the kitchen, too, and guess what? He's got dinner duty today! Jigglypuff's also been stationed down there to make sure he doesn't do anything suspicious, but he is pretty sneaking, and she's not exactly the… perceptive type. You see where I'm going with this, right?"
"There's no way he'll know which bowl is Toon Link's," Pit realized. "He probably brought so many down there because he plans on sabotaging all of them!"
"How awful," Peach frowned. "Someone has to stop him!"
"And that's why I came to you guys," Sonic smiled. "I'd do something about this myself, but I promised I'd meet up with Zelda later today for some training, and you know how scary she is when she's angry. I'm telling this to every person I pass on my way to meet her. So, you know, just keep on the lookout, okay? And be careful with your food tonight."
"Got it," Peach nodded. "Thank you for the information!"
"Not a problem," the blue hedgehog grinned and waved at them before speeding off down the hallway. Just barely could they hear an aggravated shout from Samus, but they paid it no mind.
"So we've got two troublemakers to deal with today, right, Peach?" Pit smiled excitedly. "We're going to split up again, right? Two of us can take down Ganondorf since he's scarier and stronger, and then one person can go for Wario on their own!"
"Wario did not really do anything, though…" Olimar spoke up. "Toon Link has had that cake for months. It has gone bad by now. He would never eat it."
"Well then, that's just a little added humor," the angel smirked. "But we still have to go and let him know that it is not okay to do that! Are you with me, Peach?"
Peach thought for a moment, humming. "I'm not so sure about Wario, but Ganondorf is definitely a problem. What is it with these people and bringing large supplies of brawl items to places? Don't they know how obvious it is? I hope the next few people take cues from Captain Falcon and actually learn to not do that sort of thing. It's stupid. Anyway! Who's willing to take on whom?"
"I call Ganondorf!" Pit shouted loudly, fist raised in the air. "I can handle him, no problem! I beat him all the time in our matchups!"
"I do not really have a choice either way," Olimar sighed. "I do not really care."
Peach stared at the Hocotatian before deciding, "You can go after Wario by yourself, then. Shouldn't be too hard, right?"
"Right…" Olimar laughed humorlessly.
The princess looked both ways before reaching into her dress and pulling out her magical staff. The other two males would have questioned where the hell she even kept it, but were so used to her randomly pulling out Toad during their matches that they didn't bother. Some things were better left unknown.
"Wait," Olimar gasped, quickly shielding his eyes before the bright light from Peach's transformation could blind him for the second time in a row, "You are changing here? In the middle of the hallway?!"
Pit shrugged and shut his eyes, not wanting to be met with the bright light. He kind of wanted to undergo a similar transformation rather than carry his hero (would hero be the appropriate term for it? He wouldn't exactly call it his 'magical girl' outfit for rather obvious reasons) clothes everywhere he went in case trouble arose at any given opportunity. The angel kept it in mind to ask Peach later how he would be able to do something like that.
A few seconds later, magical girl Peach stood where the regular princess once was, ready to bring justice to the mansion and raring to go. "Alright, Pit!" Pit stood to attention as the woman thrust a piece of cardboard with three large holes punched into it into his hands. "This is your makeshift mask for now. I'm working on a new one for you to use, but it's not ready yet. So this is yours for the time being!"
The angel looked down at the mask and blinked. "Um, thanks, Peach. I'll treasure it with all of my heart."
"Good. Now go change, both of you!" Both males jumped and quickly ran off to find bathrooms where they could quickly change without chance of getting caught. They weren't as lucky as Peach to have their own magical transformation sequence, so they would have to do it the old fashioned way. The magical girl tried thinking of a more convenient way for them to change, but her head hurt when she thought about it too much. Their induction into the magical girl fighting world was a bit… unorthodox, she had to say. Until she could find a steady middle ground, they would just have to deal with it.
"Now, then," she took a few steps forward, hand resting in her chin. "I can either go find Ganondorf right now, or wait for them to come back. I'd really rather hurry before any damage gets done," she looked at the clock on the wall that read five in the afternoon, "Because they're probably going to start soon. But I'm supposed to be working with Pit, and I'll probably have the entire situation under control by the time he gets there!" She ran her slender fingers through her hair. "Agh, having sidekicks is such a hassle sometimes…"
During her little self-rant, she failed to notice a certain young smasher starting wide-eyed at her from the other end of the hallway. Ness was at a complete loss for words; should he go up to her and start a commotion, or should he just leave her be? She was the entire reason he got into trouble the day before! He didn't once think about how it was he himself who had started the whole thing, but he was too busy panicking to care.
"H-hey," he finally mustered up the courage to call out for her, and she turned to face him. "You're that woman that found me yesterday. Where's the other guy?"
Peach blinked. "Oh, you must be talking about Tenshi! He's a bit… busy right now, and I have some important business to take care of as well. Don't get yourself into trouble again, okay?"
Ness frowned. "That's all you're going to say to me after yesterday?"
"Well… yeah. Why, do you want me to say something else?"
"… No. I guess not," the young smasher looked away and held his arm awkwardly. She's not as scary a person when we're talking civilly like this, he thought. But why does she look so familiar? "… Can you at least tell me your name?"
"Oujo-hime," Peach smiled. "That's the name you can refer to me by."
"But that isn't a real name. I want a real one."
"Isn't it enough to know what I'll respond to? I won't answer to anything else." She could hear multiple footsteps coming down the hall in her direction, and she knew exactly whom they belonged to. "You should get going now, Ness. There's something we have to do."
"Is Tenshi going to be here?" But his question went unanswered as the woman gestured to someone he couldn't see from the other side of the hallway, and she darted past him to the stairs. Just a few seconds later, a male figure he recognized as Tenshi from yesterday ran past him carrying someone else, someone much smaller, he couldn't recognize. And just like that, all three were out of his sight. "Hey!"
He had half a mind to follow them, but they did seem pretty keen on something… "But I really want to know who they are," he tried reasoning with himself. "… Oh, who cares!" And with that, he ran off in the same direction the mysterious people went, curiosity winning over everything else.
Already quite a bit away, Pit had just caught up to Peach, Olimar in his arms. "Okay, we'll get a bit closer to Wario's room and I'll just drop you off there, okay?"
"Wait, how will I get in?" Olimar wondered, clinging to the angel's jacket tightly. "It is not custom for everyone to keep their doors open, and…" his face turned a slight shade of pink," … I cannot reach the door knob. It is Falcon who usually lets me in my own room."
Pit resisted the urge to laugh out loud. "Oh yeah, that will be a problem, won't it?"
"No problem! Come with me!" Peach grabbed the angel's arm and led the males into a nearby closet, away from any eavesdroppers. "Okay Ollie, we're going to do something a bit different again today, if you'll bear with me."
"No," Olimar frowned in resolve. "After what you just made me go through, I do not think—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Peach tapped his forehead lightly with her staff. A white light engulfed the object before transferring to Olimar's body itself, and Pit nearly dropped the poor male due to the sudden change. "What are you doing to him?" The angel asked, curiosity at its peak.
"I'm not sure," Peach frowned, "But whatever it is, it's temporary."
"Temporary?"
"I can do this every time we go on a mission like this, but it'll only last for an hour at tops. Half an hour at least. So it'll probably run out sometime in between then, and I won't be able to do this for another twenty four hours."
"Is there anything you can't do?"
"Well… there are some things, I guess. I haven't really tested my limits yet. But I'm pretty sure I can't do everything whenever it's convenient. I guess it's a good thing I'm still getting used to this and seeing what I actually can do right now. I'll test the extent of my powers tomorrow, but I think this is by far the craziest thing I'm capable of."
"So what exactly are you trying to do to him?"
"I… was just seeing if I could make him taller, or something. But I don't think that's exactly what's happening."
"Why, what's—oh, whoa." Pit nearly dropped Olimar for the second time after the light died down, blinking in surprise at the sudden change.
The Hocotatian blinked before inspecting the changes to his body and looking up at Peach with a surprised look on his face. "You… wha—what did you do to me…?"
"Hey, Ollie…" Peach was almost at a loss for words. "How old are you?"
"What kind of question is that?" He paused, before answering, "It's… really none of your business. I'm old enough to have a family, and that's all I'm leaving on the matter."
"Hey, you're speaking normally again!" Pit smiled. "Also, I think Peach just turned you into a human."
"What?!" Olimar screeched and squirmed, forcing the angel to let him go. His feet landed on the ground with a thump, and the ex-Hocotatian noted that indeed, he was definitely noticeably taller. But at the cost of being a human?
Peach couldn't help the smile that had slowly begun forming on her face. "You… you're… so adorable!" She wrapped her arms around the surprised male in a tight hug. "I thought you were a bit older than you looked, but holy crap! You look like a little kid! Maybe it's something to do with your height and how small you were as a Hocotatian? I don't know, but the point still stands that you are so cute!"
"Stop! I'm not!" Olimar pushed her away, still quite unbelieving in his situation. Everything about it pointed otherwise, however… but the most that changed was that he was taller and now had a full head of hair. And the fact that he was an adult man in a child's body, of course.
"You still have your pointy ears, though," Pit flicked one, and Olimar's hands quickly shot up to cover them. "So I wouldn't say you're entirely human, but… close enough."
"And your clothes actually fit better! Too bad this isn't permanent," Peach sighed.
"I'm very glad this isn't permanent!" Olimar was in full panic mode. "How do you expect me to do anything like this for an entire hour?"
"You can actually do more things now that you're taller," Pit snickered. "Maybe you've reached the same height as the children now! Congratulations." Olimar hissed.
"Okay, there's no more time to spare," Peach frowned. "We have to move, and quickly now! Ollie, you can get to Wario's room on your own now, right?"
"Yeah, I guess…"
"Good! Let's go, Pit!" The angel nodded and the two quickly left for the kitchen, ready to stop Ganondorf and his 'evil' scheme. Olimar took a second to compose himself and left the closet… just to come face to face with a certain child smasher.
"Who're you?" Ness asked. "Are you with Tenshi and Oujo-hime? What do they call you?"
Olimar blinked. "Um, yes, I suppose. And…" I never did get a name… "I have to go now!" Without waiting for even a reaction, he turned on his heel and started running in the direction he knew Wario's room to be, scarf fluttering behind him. It felt odd, using his taller legs, but overall it wasn't too bad. Now he'd just have to get used to temporarily having a smaller nose.
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"Stop right there!"
Ganondorf had just succeeded in distracting Jigglypuff so that she wouldn't interrupt him in his plan to spoil dinner when two crazy people dressed in outlandish outfits barged inside and pointed brightly colored objects at him. He didn't exactly know how to react, but he sure as hell wasn't about to let them interfere.
"We know what you're planning," Tenshi said, holding his cardboard mask (which Ganondorf found hilarious, actually) in place. "And we won't let you go through with it!"
"And what exactly am I planning?" Ganondorf asked. "I'm in charge of dinner tonight, so I have a right to be here."
"That is true," the woman said. "But we have reason to believe you hauled down a box of super spicy curry packs with a plan to ruin everyone's dinner just because of a silly prank done to you last week by Toon Link you just can't forget!"
That brat, Ganondorf thought bitterly. "I don't know what you're talking about. Do you see any boxes here?" The two looked up and down, around the kitchen, to see that… there actually wasn't even a single box in sight. "How do you expect me to 'spoil dinner', as you say, with super spicy curry if I don't even have super spicy curry with me?"
"That's, uh… huh," Tenshi blinked, letting his guard down. "I really don't have an answer for that."
"You're hiding them somewhere, I know it," Oujo-hime frowned, gripping her pink staff even tighter. "Tell us where the stash is."
"The stash doesn't exist, now can you please leave before I'm late with our food? I know you two are smashers, I don't know exactly who and I don't care, but I would really appreciate it if you would leave me to my cooking. You know how everyone gets when they aren't served their meals right away." The two gulped, and Ganondorf knew he had this in the bag.
The male angel stood up straight and apologized, "I, uh… I'm sorry, I guess. For bothering you. Carry on!"
The woman gaped in astonishment and quickly followed her partner out. "What are you doing?" she hissed at him as soon as they were out of range. "You know he's hiding them somewhere!"
"What are we going to do, ask him to leave while we investigate the kitchen?" Tenshi scoffed, crossing his arms.
Oujo-hime blinked, hand frozen in mid-air. "That's not so bad. I'll ask him."
"Hey, wait!" The angel reached out a hand to grab her shoulder but just barely missed before the blonde had made her way back within the kitchen walls. Quietly he groaned to himself as he listened to the conversation that had started between the two.
"Excuse me," Oujo-hime chimed in, voice as bright and chipper as ever.
"What do you want? I'm trying to cook," Ganondorf growled back. Undaunted, the magical girl continued her inquiry.
"I was just wondering… you know I can't just leave this alone, right? I have to check and make sure you aren't lying. If you really aren't hiding anything, then I shouldn't find anything and it shouldn't be a problem, right? You should have nothing to worry about if you were telling the truth."
"Fine," the dark lord responded instantly. "Just hurry up, I can't leave you here for long." Tenshi moved out of the way as the large smasher passed by him without even a second glance. Bewildered at how the plan actually worked, he blinked his blue eyes and ducked into the kitchen next to his partner. Not a moment later, they could hear Ganondorf calling, "Five minutes, maximum!"
"That's more than enough, thank you!" Oujo-hime called back and turned to Tenshi with a sly grin. "See? You just have to try."
"Right," the male sighed. "So I guess I'll look over this half of the kitchen, and you look over that half?"
"Sounds like a plan!"
Instantly the two got to work, looking and sorting through various pots, pans, cabinets, and drawers for any sign of a super spicy curry stash. The curry itself was never meant to be used for actual meals (unless given proper permission by Master Hand), and thus was always kept in the items vault for brawls. If Ganondorf had indeed been telling the truth, they wouldn't be able to find a single pack.
Tenshi felt irritated as he frantically opened drawers and cabinets to find nothing out of the ordinary. "He has to be keeping them somewhere," he muttered. "… But wait. What if Sonic was lying to us?"
"Why would he do that?" Oujo-hime asked, feeling along the tiled floor for any hidden compartments. "Sonic wouldn't lie about something like this."
"Yes, he would," the male groaned in response, taking a hint from his partner and feeling along the walls. "Why, I don't know. He could have done this just for kicks; he doesn't strike me as the 'sweet' and 'innocent' type."
The magical girl didn't respond right away, but she did pick herself off the ground and sighed as she leaned against the kitchen wall. "I can't find or feel anything unusual. How about you?"
"I'm coming up empty, too. This is ridiculous. How about we go give Sonic a piece of our mind for lying to us and wasting our time?"
"You're the one who wanted something to do!"
"But this has no reward or benefit! This was just an empty goose chase, with no end result! I'd like to at least feel some gratification for saving the mansion."
Oujo-hime sighed. "I guess we should go get Ollie then and call this off…"
It struck Olimar as soon as he stood in front of Wario's door that he actually had no idea what it was he was supposed to be doing. All he understood was that he was supposed to teach Wario a 'lesson'… but how, exactly? He wasn't the intimidating type of person at all, even with his new appearance.
Then there's Peach, calling me a little kid, he thought in annoyance. There's no way I can do anything to Wario!
Before he could think and worry over his situation even further, he heard the sound of heavy footsteps walking up the stairs in his direction. Shit. And without wasting another second, he turned the doorknob and slipped himself into Wario's room.
The first thing he noticed was the stench that nearly caused him to double over. I can't breathe… He covered his nose and closed his eyes, fearing that they would start to burn if he kept them open for too long. Slowly he reached out a hand and attempted to feel his way around the room, hoping he didn't step into something unthinkable. After this, I am taking a shower and never coming out, he thought determinedly.
His pointed ears twitched as the door he just entered through started to open. Ah, crap! Quickly he dove under what he hoped was the bed, and trying stifling his breathing to ensure he didn't get caught.
"Good thing I had half a mind to keep the stash somewhere else," a deep voice sounded throughout the room. Ganondorf? Olimar opened his eyes, and was met face to… feet. Just beyond the dark lord's legs he could see a full-body mirror, and was finally able to look at himself for the first time.
Ah, I do look like a child… He pouted, and his ears twitched once more as Ganondorf stormed past him and made his way to the other side of the room. Olimar noticed that his brown hair was rather soft-looking and fluffed outwards at the ends. His eyes seemed to be a bright blue color (much like the other heroes of the mansion…), and that was all he could see of his new appearance from his current angle. Gingerly he reached up to tug at the red ribbon tied around his ear, but stopped as it proved to be too sensitive. Great… how long do I have until this wears off again?
His inner turmoil was temporarily interrupted as Ganondorf made a loud groaning noise, and he heard a rumble as a bunch of objects crashed to the ground. Curiosity getting the better of him, he poked a little bit of his head out from under the bed.
The dark lord was carrying a rather large cardboard box, the contents of which the ex-Hocotatian couldn't see. I have a pretty good guess, though, he thought. It's either now or never!
Quickly he pulled the rest of his body out from under the bed and valiantly stood in front of the dark lord, hands firmly placed on his hips. "Ganondorf!" he called out with as steady a voice as he could muster, "I'm afraid you're going to have to stop there." Oh God, am I really doing this…?
"Where the hell did you come from?" The much larger smasher moved the box out of the way to squint down at Olimar. "Damn midgets. Master Hand can't even keep them out…"
"Hey," Olimar frowned. "Listen to me; I'm actually here to stop you."
"Stop me from what? Making a delivery?"
"Well, um…" he thought for a moment. "What's in the box?"
"None of your damn business, brat. Now get out of my way," Ganondorf spat and kicked Olimar with his foot. The ex-Hocotatian coughed and sputtered, but managed to hold onto his rather thick boots. "Get lost."
"N-no," Olimar groaned. Tentatively he reached out and grabbed the fabric on the dark lord's legs and used the new momentum to pull himself upwards.
Ganondorf let out a surprised yell and dropped the box he was carrying as soon as Olimar reached it, spilling the contents of the inside all over the floor. The ex-Hocotatian himself shouted as he fell backwards and just barely managed to maneuver himself so as to not smash his face into the ground. Groaning, the small smasher picked himself up and came face to face with…
"Aha!" he grabbed a super spicy curry pack and flaunted it in the dark lord's face. "I knew it! This isn't a delivery; you're going to sabotage all of our dinners!" His eyes widened and he let out a small squeak as he nearly revealed himself, but Ganondorf either didn't notice or didn't care.
"God damn it, you freaks have been swarming me all day! First Sonic and his bullshit, then Wario insisting on this stupid plan, then those two dumbasses down in the kitchen, and now you! When will you people learn to leave me alone? Screw this!" Finally at the end of his rope, he grabbed at his orange hair and stomped out of the room, leaving Olimar alone.
The ex-Hocotatian blinked, unsure of what had just occurred. "Did he just say this was all Wario's plan…?" Shaking his head, he sighed and started putting the super spicy curry packs back into the box. I'd better hurry and get out of here before Wario returns, he thought. Or before my nose falls off. Whichever comes first.
A rapt knocking on the door startled him and he nearly dove under the bed again, but the familiar voice stopped him in his tracks before he could do so. "Ollie! Ollie! Are you in there? Mission aborted; false alarm!"
He closed the top of the box and pushed the heavy object (since he couldn't carry it) towards the door. "Yes, Oujo-hime, I'm in here."
The magical girl opened the door, revealing Tenshi standing not too far off behind her. "What are you holding?"
"A box full of super spicy curry packs," Olimar smiled, handing the box over for her to inspect. "Ganondorf came in here just a bit ago and tried taking it, but, um… I guess I stopped him. Or something."
"Ha! I knew he was hiding it somewhere!" The woman gave a fist pump and rubbed Olimar's head. The ex-Hocotatian calmly waved her off, and Tenshi simply stared at the two in shock.
"Well… huh," he breathed. "I guess dinner is saved after all."
"But why did he keep it in Wario's room?"
"Probably to make it even worse," Tenshi waved the air in front of his nose. "It smells awful in here. How are you still alive, Olimar?"
"I have no idea," Olimar said honestly. "But can we please leave before I actually do collapse?"
"Good idea," Oujo-hime said, handing the box over to the angel and quickly dragging Olimar out of the room.
Pit removed the cardboard mask from his face and shook his head. "Wow, today was boring. Nothing happened."
"You're just jealous because Ollie saved the day and you didn't," Oujo-hime stuck out her tongue, holding Olimar close. The smallest smasher squirmed and tried to get out of her tight grip, but to no avail.
"Hey, um, how long do I have to stay like this?"
"Oh, probably for another ten minutes or so," the woman shrugged. "But you have to admit it was pretty useful, right?"
"I will never admit something like that."
"Haha, I know you're lying."
"So if turning you human somehow made your English perfect," Pit said aloud suddenly, "Does that mean that you'll go back to your really awkward sounding English when you turn back into a Hocotatian?"
"I'm not sure," Olimar shrugged. "I don't think so, but I guess we'll see when it actually happens."
The trio continued their casual conversations as they walked down the hallway to return the packs of super spicy curry where they belonged. But standing behind them, hidden behind the corner of a wall, stood a certain young smasher with his eyes wide open as he came upon a realization.
Tenshi is Pit?
OoO
A/N: So… how about that Nintendo Direct yesterday? Earthbound on Wii U, Dream Team release date, Pikmin 3 release date finally (I have been waiting months for that one)… good. Very, very good.
Anyway! Human!Olimar, of course and as mentioned in the chapter itself, isn't a permanent thing. Pretty much expect him to be Hocotatian at all times unless Pit and Peach are in 'magical hero' mode, in which he'll be forcefully turned into a human again against his will. Expect Pit to get something of his own later on as well.
I… don't think I have much else to say, actually. See you all next update!
( Oh wait, if you haven't checked out the drawings on my profile yet, feel free to do so. They're just sketches, but… it'll at least give you an idea on what I envisioned these characters to look like in their outfits, heh. ) ( And yes, Olimar's drawing is human, which is why I asked you to read this chapter first. C: )
