Lies and Mistakes
Chapter 4: Double Edged Sword
By Sage of Downtown Hyrule
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Dark storm clouds loomed over the Smash Mansion as all it's inhabitants sat in dead silence eating their breakfast. Link sat on the couch stroking a very restless Pichu, who sat in his lap. The rain that was about to pour from the sky would just add to the gloom between a certain group of six. If you were just able to onlook all of their problems, you would see love, heartbreak, and hidden feelings. A combination that most don't find very pleasant.
"It's okay," Link assured Pichu as the pokemon shifted uncomfotably, "it's just a little gloomy outside,"
Pichu still wasn't convinced and scampered all over the couch, occasionaly lifting a ear to listen for thunder. Her yellow and light brown fur stood on end and her small body shivered with fright. Link had no idea where the others were, but Roy had been acting weird all morning, and Peach wasn't very different. The two had avoided each other, which was odd, because they were getting along fine yesterday. Link inhaled deeply, thinking of his own problems. He couldn't really say he had any. Everything was going pretty good for him right now, his head was clear, and so was just about every other aspect of his life. Except for her.
Zelda.
The name seemed to be on his mind more than usual lately. It was almost nerve-racking. It was as if he was a prisoner of his own feelings. Then he thought of Peach. What had she talked to Roy about yesterday? Why were the two avoiding each other? It was almost like a revolving door, the closer she got the the end of heartbreak, the faster the door came back up behind her.
"What do you suppose is wrong with them?" he asked Pichu.
The rat-like pokemon just looked up at him with a blank glance, "Pi?"
Link sighed and leaned back further in his seat, "That's right," he remembered, "you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, do you?"
Pichu shook her head and Link just laughed to himself. Marth and Samus were always avoiding each other, so, that was nothing new. He wished the two would just get over themselves and tell the truth. It was fairly obvious they were crazy over each other. Link glanced around the room, the only place anyone seemed to be right now was the kitchen.
"Do you think Zelda is going to start avoiding me?" he asked Pichu, as he grinned to indicate his was joking whilestroking her affectionately behind the ears.
"Pichu pi pi!" Pichu replied, cuddling up beside a couch cushion. She let out a almost inaudible sigh and closed her eyes.
Link smiled, "I hope not too,"
Link didn't really know how he could understand what Pichu was saying, you just had to pay attention to her facial expressions, and the emphasis she placed on her words. It sounded like a science, but, truly, it was pretty easy once you got to know the little pokemon. Link sat upright and crossed his legs. He stared a moment at the floor carpet, as if it had some answer stitched in the rough cloth. He didn't even know the question he needed an answer to.
A boom of thunder sounded and Pichu let out a yelp and hid behind Link. The hero reached behind his back and tried to get anxious pokemon from behind him, who was sent panicing from the loud crack of thunder.
"It's okay," Link coaxed Pichu sweetly, "I'm here. Come on, come from behind me."
Pichu reluctantly emerged from behind the Hylian and made her a comfortable spot in his lap.
"Now, was that so bad?" Link asked Pichu once she was situated.
Pichu shook her head and smiled at something toward the right of Link. He followed her smile to see the Princess of Hyrule make her way over to the pair. Link's heart silenty leapt at the sight of one of his best friends. Wearing her usual attire, her blonde hair flowed freely as she walked over to him.
"Hi Zel," Link said as she sat down beside him.
"Hi Link!" she said cheerily, giving him a warm smirk. The one that lifted his spirits, no matter what he had been through before that.
"Pichu pi!" the pokemon fussed from lack of attention.
"Hey to you too, Pichu," Zelda stated as she rubbed Pichu on the head gently.
Satisfied with this, Pichu jumped out of Link's lap and onto Zelda's shoulders.
The Hero of Time crossed his arms, "You took my buddy... that's mean!" he whined with mock hurt.
Zelda chuckled, "No I didn't, she came to me!"
Link gave her a playful push and she just smiled. It seemed to brighten his mood when she did that. But, then they say happiness is like a fatal illness, it just spreads around.
Zelda grinned, "How were you able to get through these five years without me?" she asked jokingly.
Link shrugged, "Just by luck, I guess,"
Pichu smiled and jumped out of Zelda's arms, scampering towards Samus on the other side of the room.
"What's up?" the bounty hunter asked the pokemon as she fell in line beside her.
"Pichu!" the small creature cried as she led Samus back toward the couch where Link and Zelda sat together.
"Nice to finally see you Sam," Link said from his seat as his friend squeezed in beside him.
Samus smiled at Link once she had taken her seat, "Did you think about what I said yesterday?"
Link looked horror stricken.
"What did you say yesterday?" Zelda inquired, interest rising. She laid her hands neatly in her lap.
"Oh, nothing!" Link said quickly, "We were just talking!"
He didn't dare tell the princess of Samus' advice. He got weak in the knees just picturing telling Zelda how he really felt. And when he thought about it, he felt like he was keeping some dirty little secret from the world.
Samus laughed, "Yeah, were were just talking,"
"Pichu pi?" Pichu asked, pulling the cutest confused face you've ever seen.
Link patted her on the head, "Don't worry about it," he told the animal, "nothing for anybody but me to worry about."
Link knew he would have to come clean some time, and to be truthful, he wanted to, but he didn't feel it was the right time. It was... complicated, it's not like he could just tell her. He scanned the room slowly, it wasn't a laughing matter. He knew his dilemma would catch up with him some time. It seemed to always want to nag him. He sometimes wanted to pull out his hair from frustration. Though the anger was always directed at himself. He had nobody else to be angry at. And to be truthful, his past with Zelda wasn't the best.
When Link returned back to Earth, Samus was still grinning. Almost mockingly. The swordsman didn't think he'd be able to get rid of that picture for a while. But the more he saw it, the less mocking it looked. It quickly turned to a warning.
"I'll see you two later," she said as she got up, "and don't forget about what I said, Link,"
The Hylian took this piece of advice seriously and nodded towards his friend as she disappeared into the kitchen. His eyes shot down to his nails, as if they had just became the most interesting things in the world.
"You know I'm going to find out what you guys are keeping from me," Zelda stated, slightly humored. She pushed a strand of blonde hair from in front of her eyes and looked over to Link for his reply.
"I hope so," Link muttered inaudibly as he scratched his head. He hoped she hadn't heard.
She remined silent, so, Link figured that his hope was correct. She looked straight in front of her, her blue eyes seemed to be filled with thought. His eyes found the pathway she was gazing down, and he looked too, just to make sure she wasn't seeing things. He was relieved when Zelda turned back to him.
"Well," there was a hint of boredom in her voice, "do you want to take a walk or something?"
Link shot her a inquiring glance as he rested his elbows on his knees and proped his chin up in the palm of his hand, "Uh, Zelda, it's raining outside..."
Zelda turned a deep scarlet, "Oh yeah... I forgot, sorry..."
Link's face remained expressionless, "Well, we could always walk around the mansion and find Marth, Roy, and Peach..." he said, getting up from his seat and offering her his hand.
Zelda excepted the hand and Link helped her off of the couch, and Pichu followed close behind.
"You know that wasn't nessasary," Zelda said quietly, crossing her arms and glancing over at her friend.
Link got a bit fidgety, "Well, yeah, I was just being polite..."
He and Zelda were walking down the corridor, towards her room. Link played with the hems of his strong leather gauntlets. What problem could she possibly have against being polite? It's not like he was uncivilized or something. The silence was murder, though, he just hoped that by helping her off the couch he didn't offend her or anything. That was the last thing he needed. Or, that small chance that she joined Samus' feminist group... Oh, gosh, not the feminist group.
Now isn't the time for lame humor, he said quietly to himself, Samus doesn't even have a feminist group...
"Well, thank you," Zelda stated, the warm smile returning to her face, making Link sigh in relief.
Link grinned and stooped down to pick Pichu up in his arms as she make herself comfortable once more, "You're welcome."
After it was all said and done, he no longer felt that he and Zelda were on the brink of fighting. They were just old friends. They had been that since the age of ten, before the hero even thought about anyone romanticaly. That simple age of ten where all you had to worry about was bullies.
"You okay?" Zelda asked, seeing his concentrated glare at the ground.
Link nodded, but that didn't convince the princess. They had become so distant over the last couple of days. The two Hylians approached Zelda's door, and knocked softly on it, waiting to see if Peach had went back to the room after breakfast.
The door opened and Peach stood at the door in her pajamas, clutching another magazine. Her eyes were blood-shot, and she looked irritated at some unknown force.
"Uh, Peach," the other princess began, "what are you doing in you nightclothes? You were dressed earlier..."
Peach inhaled deeply, "I didn't feel like staying up, so I just came back to the room and started to read,"
Zelda smiled sadly, "Peach, when are you going to tell me what happened yesterday?"
Link looked up from the floor at the mention of yesterday's events, "Why? Are you upset about something, Peach?"
The Mushroom Princess sighed, "Zel, I don't really want to talk about it,"
And the truth was she didn't. How could Zelda possibly know what it felt like to make a mistake? She kept to herself, not wanting to get hurt, even though Zelda had never mentioned getting hurt by anyone. She wasn't the one who turned down a date offer from Roy from no reason.
Roy.
She figured the general never wanted to speak to her again. And she wouldn't blame him. She wouldn't want to talk to herself after what she said to him either.
"Well, you're going to have talk about it sometime, anyway." Zelda said bluntly, crossing her arms, and looking over to Link for support.
Link just stood there. Zelda had no idea how much he agreed with her, but with the mood she was in, he didn't feel like cutting Peach down. He was sure the princess had an explaination for her odd behavior. Roy must have one too.
Though, Link wasn't sure if he even wanted to know anymore. After all Peach had been through a good bit to get on good terms with Roy, there had to be some crisis to tear the two apart.
Peach hung her head, the magazine still clutched in her hands, "I know," she said finally, "but I don't feel up to it right now..."
Zelda got rid of her stern face and patted her friend comforting on her back, "Take all the time you need," the Hylian said quietly.
Link finally got the nerve to speak up.
"Well," he began, "just let us know when you're ready; I'll be happy to help."
Peach knew Link wouldn't mind, but she had to draw the line. She realized that Link was sacrificing all of his leisure time to deal with her problems, and it wasn't right.
"No, Link," Peach said, "you're sweet, but I think I need a girl's point of view on this one,"
Link knew this wasn't the real reason, but, he nodded anyway.
"Do you want to get dressed and come with us?" Zelda asked, "we were going to find Roy and Marth; Sam is in the kitchen."
Peach flinched at the pyro swordsman's name, but replied with the best smile she could muster,
"Sure," She answered, "just give me a few minutes,"
Zelda smiled, "We'll be waiting right here when you finish,"
Link nodded to second the notion, and Peach closed the door. He wondered about Peach too, but he decided to let her go her own way after her and Roy's little confrontation yesterday.
Zelda leaned against the wall and stared at her room door, "I'm worried about her," she said softly.
"Don't be." Link replied, "Peach'll tell you what's wrong when she's ready,"
Zelda's eyes shot up and met Link's, surprised that he had heard her.
"I know," she answered, "but it still doesn't help me any. I hate to see her all depressed like this,"
Link gazed up at the ceiling, "Neither do I, but you'll just have to wait until she's comfortable talking to you about her problem, then you can help her."
Zelda knew Link was right. Sometimes she thought that Link would make a better Sage of Wisdom than her. But, courage was Link's dominant trait. Zelda remembered their second battle with Ganondorf. She had been scared for him, every heavy, blunt blow he took from Ganon's huge lightning fast blades made her scream. And she wasn't even the one fighting. Yes, wisdom was definately her dominant trait.
Zelda sighed, "Thanks, I don't want to make her feel forced,"
The Hero of Time looked back down at his feet, "Exactly, that would just drive her away."
Zelda was about to say something else when Peach opened the door to her room and walked out to greet her two friends.
"C'mon," Zelda said to Peach as she grabbed her hand, "let's go find the others."
Link wondered as he walked the opposite direction down the long corridor why they were even getting Marth, Roy, and Samus. They couldn't do anything together, because the rain had decided to pour down from the sky, which was a ominous dark grey.
The weather was oddly reflecting his mood. He had nothing to be down about, but, he just didn't feel like today was going to go too well. It drove him crazy, because he was constantly absorbed in his own thoughts instead of paying attention to what was going on around him. Link once again rounded the corner, the two princesses in the front slightly ahead of him, chatting about something he couldn't quite hear.
Zelda was just chatting with Peach about something she had read, and the Mushroom Princess was half listening. She was too busy being overcame with pained rage at herself for turning Roy down yesterday. She had no idea what she was thinking. It was as if some outside force was squeezing her heart until she couldn't even think of loving anyone. She almost grabbed her chest in pain, until she realized she was just reliving that painful moment until it seemed real again. She almost felt like crawling back to her room and cuddling against a pillow for warmth, for it seemed that she would never feel welcome or loved. Not that she deserved it.
Then she thought maybe she thought she should stop beating herself up. It was just a mistake, right? A harmless mistake that wouldn't hurt anyone. Wrong. She didn't know what was worse, having Roy angry at her, or knowing she hurt the swordsman. If he even still cared, of course.
"Peach, are you listening to me?"
Zelda's voice snapped Peach out of her trance and she looked up at her friend, "Uh..."
The Princess was at a loss for words. She hadn't been listening, and she was almost sentimental. It agrivated her when Zelda would zone out and shrug off what she had said, but now Peach understood that the world didn't revolve around her. A certain pyro swordsman had taught her that. Unknowingly, of course, but still... it was a lesson she wouldn't forget. She almost smiled thinking of him. It was comforting to think of his facial expressions as she pitured them in her mind. Sure it was weird, but could you blame her? It wasn't like it was some sort of crush type thing. It was that person that she had always tortured for fear of being discovered and loved for who she was, he was the only one she would ever want.
It sounded foolish, but it was true. She was only eighteen, but deep in her heart, beyond the thoughts of all other guys she had seen, he was still the only one she kept close. His lame humor, his zany attitude, his smile... every fiber of his being enticed her. She wished she could just freeze to their conversation and give him the true answer, the answer only Roy deserved. But did she deserve the chance?
Peach convinced herself that all hope was lost for her and Roy. She didn't want to believe it, but she couldn't help it; she saw the shock in his face. She recalled the salty tears running down her face, the exact ones she hid from Samus and Zelda.
"Uh," Peach repeated finally, "No. I was... thinking. Sorry,"
Zelda crossed her arms and looked over to Link, who had Pichu on his shoulders, "It's okay," she assured Peach, "I can't keep you from your thoughts,"
Link stared again as the three of them entered the kitchen, he couldn't help but notice the two girls hadn't spoken since Zelda had made her remark. It had only been thirty seconds, but it felt like centuries. He sped up his pace slightly to catch up with the two princesses, Pichu still clinging to his shoulder.
He fell in line beside them, and they walked over to Samus, whom they spotted sitting with Roy. Link saw that Peach's eyes immediately filled with horror.
Roy quickly looked away and stared down at the table, as if something interesting suddenly caught his attention. Samus rested her elbows on the table and looked over to Link, Zelda, and Peach. She saw the Mushroom Princess with a very concentrated expression on her face, and Zelda just sat down across from her, Link following her soon after.
Peach just stood there as if contemplating whether to sit down or not. Roy laid his head down on the table and didn't look back up. He needed to think, and with her standing there he wasn't getting anywhere. The rain, which had started to pound down loudly on the roof ceased to stop, and the thought of her drove him crazy. She didn't love him, it was done, over with... So why couldn't her forget about her and make things normal again?
Maybe things weren't supposed to go back to the way they were, maybe he was supposed to be a prisoner of her gaze.
No.
He couldn't think that, there had to be hope, if only just a little bit. Roy reluctantly lifted his head up from the table and avoided Peach's glaces as acurately as possible. Link and Zelda had seated themselves across from Samus and were already chatting quietly, ignoring Roy completely. And Peach just stood there, looking nervously up at the ceiling as if she would catch fire if she dared to look down.
She tried to think of a good excuse to make.
"Uh, I-I have to go," she stammered, silently backing away from her friends, a huge knot developing in her throat, "S-see you l-later..."
And with that, the quickening click of heels against tile floor broke the humid silence as she raced out onto the porch. Roy stood there, still trying to sort out what happened. Not that he thought she would come running to him, he just didn't think a task that ripped his heart to pieces would take less thought procces than tying a shoe. Was it that he didn't deserve a second chance? Was he not good enough for Her Highness?
Roy knew Peach could be a bit snobbish at times, but he really didn't think that she looked down on him or anything. Then again, he was wrong about lots of things. Like the thought that someone could actually love him.
"Uh, Roy... Are you okay?"
Roy barely acknowledged a bounty hunter's question. His mind was running a relay race, and he didn't feel like talking.
The pyro swordsman gently nodded his head as an answer to Samus' question, but then slammed it back on the table to continue sulking. That had to be it:
He wasn't worthy of being loved.
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Peach stumbled outside onto the porch's banister and started to bawl her eyes out. She didn't notice a certain prince staring at her out of the corner of his eye.
Marth placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, "Is there something wrong?" he asked trying to figure out what had the princess so distressed.
Peach wanted nothing more than to bite his head off. Why was everyone so interested in her life? Why couldn't they leave her be?
"Leave me alone." she said angrily through sobs of pain. The rain pounded on the ground mere feet away from her.
Marth paid no attention to her plead.
"I'm not leaving until you talk to me," he said bluntly, removing his hand from her shoulder. He didn't know what could be going through her head. It's not like he had anything better to do.
"Well, you'll be sitting here a long time!" Peach snapped, "Link has already done enough!"
That statement contained more venom that she wanted, but she didn't care at the moment. Everyone thought they could fix her, but she couldn't be fixed. It was her own fault and mistake. Now, Roy hated her, and she didn't blame him. And in return, figured that if Roy was determined, HE would speak up and tell her off like she wanted him to. Love was a weird emotion. It made you act exactly the way you don't want to.
It made you say things you didn't mean, and sometimes, not say anything at all.
Marth finally spoke up.
"Hey, I didn't ask you to come out here, it's pouring rain. I came out here to think. And what does Link have to do with this?"
Peach managed to stop crying enough to answer.
"It's none of your business," she said softly, wiping her eyes on the back of her gloved hand. Runny, black maskara ran down in a trail to her bare elbows.
Marth just stared at her and shook his head sadly.
"You're not the person I thought you were."
Peach's head snapped up to the prince, "And what's that supposed to mean?" she asked angrily.
"You and Roy need to work out your issues," he said flatly, crossing his arms.
Peach's jaw dropped thirty feet, "B-but ho-how did y-you kn-know...?" she studdered.
Marth huffed at her question, "Pa-lease! You two are the most obvious pair of twits I've ever seen!"
Peach was getting crosser by the minute. Roy must have said something to Marth... Did that mean he told Link too?
She had to find out.
"So," Peach began, finally mustering the courage she needed to ask her question, "He told you that he asked me out yesterday?"
The Altean Prince nearly choked, "H-he asked you out?" he asked, dumbfounded that Roy wouldn't mention something like that to him.
Peach turned a deep scarlet after realizing she had let her secret slip to Marth. She immediately realized that Roy and not told a soul, unlike her. "Uh, no! I just tripped on a few words, and...!"
Marth now was wearing a look of sympathy, "Then, why are you crying out here?" he asked, trying his best not to act like he was prying into her life. He had wanted to know why they had been acting so strangely. Now that he knew, he wasn't so sure he wanted to anymore.
Peach couldn't take it. She had made the biggest mistake of turning Roy down, and now Marth knew... All out of her stupidity.
Marth noticed the hurt expression on Peach's face, and his thoughts disolved immediately.
"What's wrong? If you two are a couple now, then why are you so sad?"
Peach's head hung lower, if that was even possible. And Marth heard something mumbled from the cool metalic bainster.
He hunched down lower toward the princess' face, trying to see if he could hear her statement better.
"Can you repeat that?" he asked, wondering what Peach could possibly be this sad over.
"I turned him down..." she said. If Marth could see her face, fresh tears would already be falling freely from her big blue eyes.
The Altean's eyes widened, but his expression remained the same. Peach made the mistake of looking back up at him, and saw the pity in his face.
"Please," she pleaded with all the emotional strength she could muster, "don't make this any harder on me than it already is,"
I can tell she regrets turning him down, but she probably wouldn't want me to meddle in her business, I best just let them work it out. If it is meant to be, then it will happen, no help from anyone else, Marth thought, confident that this was the wisest descision. It pained him to see Peach in this state. But, at least the one she loved showed feelings back, unlike his situation.
After not hearing a reply from the prince, Peach dropped the conversation. Her throat burned from having to talk about her raging problem. She didn't even want to talk to anyone period.
It was a while before Marth spoke again.
"At least you were given the chance to love," he said mournfully as he shifted his feet uncomfortably, scraping against the sturdy wood foundation of the porch, soaked from the still pouring rain.
Peach had no clue as to what he was talking about. She thought the answer was there in the back of her mind somewhere, but at the present time she didn't have anything else on her mind except for her mistake, and the sheet of rain that pounded from the sky as tears did from her eyes.
She looked at Marth who had pain written clearly across his face. He needed help too, but it wasn't her place to offer it. After all, she couldn't even take care of herself, much less somebody else.
"It's worse on the other when you turn them down," Peach said sternly, hot tears still falling freely from her face.
Marth rubbed his nose and sniffed a few times before replying.
"My love," he began, "-does not feel the same way for me as I do her, you have no idea how much that hurts. She could do without my affection."
Peach looked up at Marth, "Have you told her how you feel?" she asked, "If not, then you cannot blame her for not being able to read your mind,"
The prince pondered her statement for a few moments, wondering if there was some way that she didn't know.
"I've dropped enough hints," he said sternly, crossing his arms and making up his mind, "If she does not acknowledge my feelings now, she never will,"
Then, Peach's memories hit her like a tidal wave. Samus, with the white flower weaved through her pale blonde locks, her awkward gazes at Marth...
Now she remembered exactly who he was talking about.
"What if I told you she feels the same way of you?" Peach asked her friend, her wide blue eyes piercing into his azure ones.
Marth finally replied, a great weight lifting off his chest, it felt as if he had had the best rest in a long time.
"I would ask you," he finally said, "-if you were telling the truth."
Peach straightened her posture, a small smile playing on the side of her lips.
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"Do you think she's okay?" Zelda asked Link, who was still sitting beside her, "She's been out there an awful long time,"
Link pulled off his long Kokiri hat and ran a slender hand through his blonde locks, "I'm sure she's fine," he assured the princess, "the only other person out there is Marth."
Zelda looked around the room for a few moments before nodding her heart-shaped head, "I guess you're right, sometimes I worry too much,"
The Hero of Time placed his hat back on his head and subconsciencely scooted closer to her, "And that's why I like you so much, you're caring..."
The princess turned a deep shade of scarlet and averted her eyes from Link, "Y-You?" she questioned, now studdering from embarrassment, "That's why 'you' like me so much?"
Link blushed as furiously as Zelda had, "Uh! I meant 'we'! Yeah, I mean we!" he corrected himself quickly, twidling his thumbs nervously and giving her a innocent grin.
There was a deep grunt and the two Hylians looked over to Samus who was giving them a mischevious smile, a small fire lighting in her emerald eyes.
"Are you two alright over there?"
Link rubbed his neck and grinned sheepishly, "Uh, yeah! We're fine!" he lied.
You idiot! he scolded himself mentally, Why did you blurt that out to Zelda! Learn to think before you speak!
Roy shot all three of them a quizzical look from across Samus and shrugged his lean, slightly muscled shoulders. Hey, with the lot of them, no telling what sort of inside joke he was missing out on.
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Peach gave her eyes a final wipe before heading into the house, Marth following close behind, the rain coming to a stop as the door closed, blocking the wind and cool air from entering.
The prince thought about Peach's words to him.
Could she be telling the truth? Or, was she just humoring him to make him feel better? These were questions he couldn't answer. But, the more he thought of it, the more clear the answer he wanted was.
Peach reluctantly walked off to a random room off to the side, seeing Roy still seated at his spot at the table. She scolded herself bigtime for not listening to Marth's advice, but she couldn't help it. She needed to go somewhere to think.
The blue haired swordsman just watched as the princess' slender figure disappeared behind the conference room's door.
He shook his head slowly.
"That's a shame, isn't it?"
Marth sighed and turned around to face the newcomer.
"Falcon, with all due respect," he began to the F-Zero pilot, "I don't feel like conversing with anyone right now,"
The Captain expression remained neutral as he smirked.
"Not even for Peach's sake?"
Falcon knew at the mention of his friend's name, Marth would quit being dificult and listen.
The prince gave his friend a stern glare, then, gestured for him to continue. Captain Falcon's eyes lingered on Marth's expression for a moment, then he quicky shoved his hands into his pockets and rummaged through them.
What could he possibly know about the conversation the princess and I had outside? Was he evesdropping? How rude! If I find he has learned any of our secrets, I...!
"Ah-ha!" Falcon cried, apparently finding the object he was looking for, breaking Marth from his thoughts.
"I found it!" he said, grinning with satisfaction, It was all falling into place...
"Give me your hand," Falcon commanded in a cool, soft voice.
Marth gave him a discreet quizzical look but obeyed. The race hero slipped a small round object with a green jewel in the middle into Marth's open palm.
The blue haired Altean fingered itbetween his thumb and index fingeras light glinted of the green, almost blinding him.
"Is this... a man earring!" Marth said in a loud, offended tone, "What the heck are you giving me this for?"
Captain Falcon smiled, and the prince instantly felt uneasy, "Just tell Roy to give it to Peach. Trust me, it will help them out with their little... dilemma. This would mean a lot to Peach, and coming from Roy..."
Falcon became silent as if expecting the swordsman to fill in the blanks.
Marth exhaled, So, that's all, he wants me to tell Roy to present this to Peach... Still, I wonder why he would want Roy to give her a man's earring. Should I...?
He contemplated this for a few moments.
Should he trust the cocky F-Zero pilot with something as fragile as Peach and Roy's relationship, or should he doubt his new friend?
If he went with his gut and didn't pass on the ear decoration, then he might mess up Roy's second chance at Peach. Not to mention he had no idea of the earrings origins, or how it would help his friends.
On the plus side, this could have some special meaning to Peach, and Falcon just wanted to help out. He didn't know how in the world a man's earring would mean anything to Peach, but he had only know the princess for two and a half days.
What could possibly go wrong?
These thoughts ate away at his head like ravenous vultures on a mutilated carcass.
Marth stared at Falcon for a few moments, the innocent grin still hanging from his face...
Either choice was a double edged sword, waiting to turn it's back on him.
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Ya! You see I've finally updated! I'm so sorry if I'm cofusing a lot of you people with the characters finding so much comfort towards each other. But what's with the man earring?
I strongly believe in friends bonding, it's a good way to strengthen the friendship. Though, keep in mind I do understand the boundary between friends and soulmates, yada, yada, yada... I think there was a bit of confusion in that last chapter
Don't worry, by the time this story is over, I think everyone will be happy. I am also sorry we are not getting to any REAL action, but give me time. If you are impatient and bored as I am, flame me for my story, I don't bite. I want honest opinions on my work.
Don't sugar coat it if you think it is horrible. I know I have grammatical errors in there somewhere, and if you want to point them out feel free.
But, if you honestly liked it, then mention it! I am hoping to get to the 'meat and potatoes' soon, so just hold on, fans! (If there are any...) Thank you to all who reviewed! You have no idea how much it means to me! I know this was mainly about Marth and Peach, except for that little Zelda and Link moment. Which, I tried to make as sweet as possible, even though... Oops! I can't reveal anything just yet! Review if you liked it!
-Sage