A Roy/Pichu (with Marth/Pikachu) fic. Roy has finally joined the Smashers for the first time. And, so have two others. Unfortunatley, Roy meets up with the lightest and cutest character of the Smashers. But, someone wants him. Now, Roy must face off this new threat to save and protect his new friend, for the sake of both of their secrets being revealed. It's a race against the clock, and Roy must beat the time trials mode to succeed.


Chapter 3: Electric and Fire Enraged Part 1

The whole mansion had heard about the oncoming fight that was being prepared. It was a team battle. A team battle is when there are four fighters on one battlefield, two on two. There were special limits to team battles: Time Mode and Stock Mode. Unfortunately, the match was to be today, after lunch was served.

"Did you hear that, Marth-san?" Link came to his Alteaen friend with compassion.

"Yeah...I did, Link-san. A fight, already? Today? Goodness...already. Someone must have been too eager in wanting to challenge new faces." Marth had replied. But who? Was the real question. Hmm...I wonder? Could it have been Roy? Or was someone challenging us to a duel? Marth had thought deeply. He insisted that he had to know who the culprit was. Soon enough, he saw Roy coming forth from a set of stairs, being lead by the man that solely resembled Mario so much, it confused him.

"Eh...Is that Mario-san?" Marth had tapped Link's shoulder, while pointing to the man with Roy.

"Nope. That's Dr. Mario. Strange on how he and Mario look exactly the same, huh?" Link smiled to his Alteaen friend.

Marth shook his head in confusion. "Yeah...How odd." He turned to face Link, "So...are we going to our plans?"

Link stopped for a moment, then spoke up.

"Oh...yeah. Let's go." With that, Marth and Link were going towards Roy's direction. Link had noticed the two princesses that were somehow gossipping, and looked at them. "Hey ladies!" he said in a pimp-like way. Gods...of all people, Link just HAD to copy a Captain Falcon stunt. Marth looked at Link in a "I'll-kill-you-if-you-don't-get-over-here-now" look, and when Link turned his head to face Marth, he noticed his threatening stare, and immediately went near him.

"Oops, heh. Sorry, Marth-san. I was just saying hello to Zelda and Peach." Link had said while approaching the Alteaen prince.

"It's fine, but we have other duties to accomplish. Come on." Marth had literally dragged Link to the other side of the foyer, and went to look at the snack bar choices. Link (who was finally let go by Marth) had looked through all the choices, and found his favorite treat; a powdered donut.

"Whoot. Eh, Marth-san. I'm getting this. What about you?" Link looked at his friend, while handing the cashier a couple of rupees to buy the donut.

"Ah...I'm still looking." Marth had looked and searched, but it was nowhere to be found, for what he was looking for was a riceball. Gods. Is it not even here?! Marth looked irritated until he spotted something else; a bowl of ramen!

Yosh! Marth slightly cheered for the ramen. The ONLY thing that will remind me of home! I should tell Roy when he comes around. Marth looked up from his choice and pointed to the ramen to notify the cashier of his choice. The cashier nodded and took out his keys to open the glass container and pulled out the ramen. He set it on the counter, and went near the cash register.

"Would you like chopsticks, a fork, or a spoon?" he said to Marth. Marth blinked for a long time, then paused for another while. "Oi...chopsticks, please." he finally replied. The cashier nodded and rang up the extra charge for chopsticks with the ramen. "That'll be two dollars and thirty cents please." the man looked at the nobleman and waited for some dough to appear in his hands.

Ah...? Dollars? Is that the way they pronounce money here in the Americas? Marth looked confused for awhile, then realized that he had more than what was needed when he reached for his zenny bag, that was attached to the hilt of his sword. (not a good place to keep it, but it's easier for Marth, since he's so tall)

"Um sir...it's--" the cashier was starting to speak, while trying not to lose his patience for Marth. "I know...just hold on for a moment." Marth hurried to untie his zenny bag, opened it, and pulled out five thousand worth of zenny, which nearly equalled the amount of the American money.

"Here." Marth held out his hand full of the coins to the cashier, who's face looked like it had blown its top off. "Well?" Marth had almost lost his own patience for the man at the counter. He just wanted his ramen and be happy.

"Uh...s...sir. It's ONLY two dollars and thirty cents! You have too much there." the man clearly did not notice Marth's face change from slightly irritated to more irritated. He was focused on the millions of coins in Marth's hand.

"Look, kind sir. I'm from a different area than you are. Dollars here is zenny there, and unfortunately, I DO have the right amount. Just take it. Count it yourself if you wish!" Marth's voice had changed as well as his deamenor. He really wanted his ramen and to get away from this foolish man standing before him. The man took the coins from Marth and placed them into the cash register. To his surprise, it WAS the exact amount paid for, just in foreign coins. "A...alright sir. Here's your ramen. Would you like--"

"No. It's fine." Marth interrupted the man, took his ramen with chopsticks, bowed, and left the stand eagerly. Link looked at him with such confusion. Never in his life had he seen Marth react so stubbornly. Or, so it seemed to the hylian.

WOW, Marth...that was a bit of a craptacular stunt you pulled there. Link had seemed to stare his message to Marth, when he turned around, and was a far enough distance from the snack bar.

Don't EVEN go there, Link. I saw how you just HAD to get another donut, too. Marth glared his own message back to Link, who was munching on his second donut.

What?! Link stared at Marth this time, in hopes of getting a sigh back, but instead, got a whatever look from Marth, who went to sit at a table. The prince wanted nothing to do with Link anymore, until they spoke of their 'plan'.

Sigh...I wonder what happened to Roy, anyways? Marth turned his head and found the auburn teen talking to Link. Should've known...Marth sighed deeply again, this time, with much depression in his breath. He unwrapped his ramen, separated his chopsticks, and started eating. It was like this, until he heard a wierd conversation start up near him.

"Really now, Pichu. You absolutely LIKE that redhead human?"

"Uh huh. He's really nice to me...and he...I think he's the one for me. I mean...he can understand us, right?"

"Yeah...but do you really mean it? I thought humans SCARED you?"

"Jigglypuff, that was uncalled for."

"Pikachu, don't even go there with me. You bloody hypocrite."

"H...HYPOCRITE?! What the FUCK, Jigglypuff?! What made you think THAT?!"

"Well...you snarled at the redhead human just about two hours ago, then now, you're supporting Pichu into his decision of wanting to even be the guy!"

"So? I'll be what I want, when I want, and how I want. You have no power over me, Jigglypuff. Besides, I'm doing this for my brother! So...you can be like that all you want to, but you aren't going to change my decision!"

"Hmph! I never! To be with such men like YOU!"

"Then DON'T be! Sheesh...I'm not stopping you.Not one bit."

Marth didn't turn around. If it had something to do with Pichu, chances are, there are other Pokemon besides him around. He just looked shocked to discover the unbelieveable. That...CAN'T be! I...understand...Pokemon?! Marth shifted his body and looked around to see if his theory was correct or not. Sure enough, the quarreling Pokemon were still near him.

"Pikachu, you nut! Stop acting dumb and get to the program here!"

"I AM with the program! Will you just stop picking on me, or I'll have to rough you up!"

"Y...you guys! Come on! That's not nice to be mean to each other!"

Marth looked at them and saw that a yellow Pokemon brushed up his fur, snarled and growled at another Pokemon, that was the color of pink. He couldn't resist but to cut into their quarreling.

"Excuse me, you three, but wouldn't it be nice if you just all get along? And stopping that nonsense chatting? You should listen to Pichu. He's got a point, you know. Take it for special advice. Now, if you'll excuse me." Marth delivered his well thought out speeah to the Pokemon, which had stopped them straight and blink a couple of times before staring straight hard into Marth's icy soul.

"What the HELL?!" The pink Pokemon had started speaking, and watching Marth take his bowl of ramen and continued to eat.

"What is WITH these humans that can understand us?! I thought humans COULDN'T! First that annoying redhead with the purple cape, now a BLUE haired human with a crown looking thing on his head and eating some noodles! WHAT IS WITH THESE GOD-FORSAKEN PEOPLE!? They all need to die! Every single ONE of them!" Pichu and his brother looked at the Pokemon just rant on and on. Soon enough, Pichu sprinted forward to Roy, looking excited as usual.

"Roy-sama!" The little mouse Pokemon jumped in the air and squeezed his leg, instead of biting it.

"Oh...Pichu, hey. What's going on, little buddy?" Roy looked down and picked up the happy Pichu. Marth looked at Pichu and Roy being happy, while he continued with eating his noodles, and, slowing down his pace. He looked at the Pokemon near him, who was also looking at Pichu and Roy being happy.

"So...what's your name, hm?" Marth had said to the Pokemon, before he had taken another bite out of his noodles. The yellow creature pricked up his ears, looked around for the calling voice at him, then found Marth, who was still chowing down on his noodles very slowly.

"My name is Pikachu...and why do you care?" he responded, with an unwilling attitude. Marth glanced from his food to the rudeness Pokemon, who was staring straight into his soul.

"I was just curious..." the prince had kindly responded to the Pokemon, "And I was wondering if you had a human to look after you. Where I come from, your species always get captured, taken, stolen without permission, yet I see you and Pichu, and that other pink one here, at fighting grounds." Pikachu scowled the human before landing a reply.

"No! And I don't ever WANT one anyways. Humans are just a waste of time...MY time. They boss us around like we're their slaves or something! I agree with Jigglypuff earlier. It's not fair." the mouse shifted his eyes before he yawned. "But, seeing as you and that other human over there just happily understand us, I guess you can't be all that bad."

Marth looked at Pikachu very carefully before swooping down on another round of his noodles. He was getting interested into Pikachu's side of the story. "Well...that's unnatural. By the way, my name is Marth. I'm the prince of Altea." Marth had placed his finished, empty bowl to the side when he spoke to the Pokemon. Pikachu looked at Marth with a devastating look, as if he was trying to get information out of his brain.

"You? A prince?" the mouse was a little confused at the statement.

"Why yes...I am..." Marth smiled and stood to his feet. He went to a nearby trash can and threw his wrapper of the ramen, the plastic bowl, and his chopsticks away. When he turned around, he noticed that Pikachu was right behind him. Eh...? What gives?! Am I attracting Pokemon now?! Marth twitched his eyes in a confused way.

Then, from nowhere, Link, Roy, Pichu, who was being carried by Roy, and the man that resembled Mario (and many others besides Marth and Roy mistakened him as Mario), came near him. Pikachu jumped onto Marth's shoulder to level himself up to him.

"Hey..." Link called out first. "You finally calm down?" The hylian looked at Marth straight in his eyes.

"Yeah...I did. Were you worried that I might've stayed angry at you the whole time, Link-san?" Marth shifted his eyes towards his hylian friend.

"Nah...I just didn't want you to challenge me to a fight and beat the living hell out of me because of revenge or something..." Link replied with a smile. All three swordsmen laughed at Link's jesture. Personally, he was the clown of them, Marth was the serious-type, and Roy was mostly the crybaby, if he wasn't hurt. But, he was the one that possessed great powers, that had dragon sprites dancing around him. Soon, a loud speaker broke into their conversation, as well as everyone else's.

"ATTENTION ALL SMASHERS. ATTENTION ALL SMASHERS. PLEASE REPORT TO THE ARENA AREA FOR A CHALLENGING FIGHT. IT IS ABOUT TO START. WOULD THE FOLLOWING SMASHERS PLEASE REPORT TO THE TRAINING GROUNDS IMMEDIATELY FOR INSTRUCTIONS: MEWTWO, CAPTAIN FALCON, PICHU, AND PIKACHU. THANK YOU FOR YOUR PATIENCE." the speaker had stopped talking over in the intercom. All the other Smashers heard this, then immediately began walking towards the arena area. The doctor went straight to the Healing Room.

"I'll-a be right-a in-a here if any injuries come-a," he said while closing the door to prepare for the match, and set up materials that would be needed when the fight would be over.

"My gosh...He STILL looks like Mario!" Roy stared at the closed door from afar.

"You don't have to say that twice..." Marth glanced over to his Pheraen friend, the turned to Pikachu, "Hey...I guess you have to fight..." Pikachu nodded then jumped down from Marth's shoulder. Pikachu looked at Roy, then to Pichu, who was buried deep in Roy's arms. Roy noticed Pikachu's glance, then nodded.

"Hey...Pichu...You have to fight someone..." Roy tapped the dozed off Pokemon. He woke up in a frenzy, then noticed Pikachu had on his green hat. Pichu wiggled out of Roy's arms, then ran to the stairs.

"Where's he going?" Link asked out of the blue, hoping to get an answer.

"To get his green colors on, dumbass..." Pikachu replied.

"Hm?" Link looked at Pikachu in a confused way. "If you're trying to say something to me, please write it on paper...or let Roy translate you." The hylian snickered alittle, as Roy's face turned bright red and angry.

"Shut UP about that!" the redhead yelled loudly and began chasing Link around as if they were small children. Oy...goodness...Nothing good will come out of this. Marth sighed heavily and looked towards Pikachu, who seemed to have the desperate look of irritation on his face. When he noticed Marth's eyes focused on him, he turned towards him.

"Say...after this challenge thing is over, want to...hang out?" the mouse Pokemon looked upon the young prince, in hopes he would say yes.

"Ah...? Sure...I wouldn't mind." Marth smiled happily at his Poke pal. Pikachu looked around in all directions. No one in sight...GOOD...he thought deeply. He jumped into Marth's arms again, with this time, had nuzzeled the prince's nose affectionately. This surprised Marth a lot, but he didn't do anything to hold back. It felt...kind of wierd at first because of Pikachu's wet nose felt different to his own. After about two mintues passed, Pikachu stopped and jumped quickly out of Marth's protective arms when he sensed Pichu coming.

"Oh...Pikachu. I don't know where my green backpack is!" the younger mouse whimpered as he ran to his brother.

"It's fine. At the very least, you are wearing your green scarf. That's all that counts. Come on. Our challengers await us." With that said, Pikachu and Pichu ran towards the doors of the Training area, to see further instructions as told to do. Marth watched as how they disappeared through the heavy steel doors. He touched his nose, as it was still slightly wet from Pikachu's nuzzling. Did Pikachu like him all of a sudden?

No...it can't be that. Maybe his brother wasn't there...or here...and I was...a substitute? Marth shook his head at the answer he proposed himself with. He knew there had to be an answer to why Pikachu had done the affectionate nuzzle. Soon enough, Roy and Link were comin back; Link looked toasted, and Roy looked happy.

"Heheheh...I owned you, Link!" the cheerful redhead jeered at the hylian.

"You know my fire is impossible to block!" Roy did a little victory dance, while poking at Link's shoulder.

"Alright! Stop the poking at my shoulder! Jeez! Your finger is so bony!" Link whacked Roy upside his head with his shield, which brought Roy down with a bruise on his chin.

"Ow! That hurt!" the redhead teen whimpered while holding onto his chin like a little child that had his finger broken. "Serves you right!" the hylian teen snarled alittle. He looked quite irritated at his damaged clothes from Roy's sword Flare Blade technique. "Alright, children. Let's go see our friends fight their challengers, okay?" Marth spoke up finally, able to break Link and Roy from their glaring contest.

The other two swordsmen didn't talk for the rest of the way towards the Arena Area, which seemed like an audience place, where people came and looked at the movies and watched a movie or something. This place was designed for the other Smashers that weren't fighting to look at the fighting Smashers, as if it was a sort of movie. Marth found seats, inbetween the middle rows, and the front rows, made sure he sat between Roy and Link, who still were been-out-shape from earlier. Link(who somehow changed his clothes from the burnt ones) voulenteered to buy some water from the snack bar guy again. As he went near the counter, the cashier had been asleep the whole time the announcement had been made. This was Link's big chance to scare the poor man.

"Oh my friggin gawd! IT'S A METEORITE COMING OUR WAY!!" Link shouted into the man's ears. To much of his surprise, the guy popped up and ran in circles like a madman. "HELP! HELP! WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!" he yelled in terror. Link went to the other side of the counter like he's been there forever, waiting to be served like a customer. He faked out a wierd stare at the wailing man, but underneath it, he was snickering away. Heh...that ought to teach him to never fall alseep during fights. Link thought, then faced the man. "Hey, are you done screaming, yet?" he said, trying hard to hide his laughing snickering.

The man turned to Link, who was obviously trying to hide his laughter from him, which didn't work out so well.

"Yes...I'm just fine." the cashier said while recovering from his terrible shock from earlier. "How may I help you, sir?" Link turned to him finally, and spoke.

"Yes...Can I buy three waters?"

"Sure." The cashier went to a refridgetor a pulled out three waters, that looked in the shape of water bottles.

This is too great. Link snickered under his breath whilst paying for the three waters with one silver rupee. The cashier's eyes shone with awe, as the magnificent jewel that had been placed in his hands was the rarest rupee in the Zelda series. And he never could find them in Ocarina of Time! How lucky for him!

I can't wait to see the fight. I hope it gots blood in it! Link thought to himself as he made his way back.


RAH! Chapter 3! ... (looks around) hey! Where IS everybody!? ToT

Link: (yawn) They died.

Really?

Link: No that was a figure of speech.

Oh... well! Can't wait to do the next chapter. It's gonna have Isaac and his friends in it too!

Isaac: YAY! (does some wierd dance)

Felix: ...why are we here?

Isaac: TO be in a story!! XD

Oi. Well this is going to have to wait until laters! XD Must think of titkle for the next chapter!