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4: malicious love
I gaped at the figure. "Wha…?" I attempted to ask. The figure just smiled. "You-… You're… Marth Lowell! Prince of Altea!" I screeched. He just smirked. "Oh god. I'm imagining this…" I placed my head in my hands. "Who are you?" he asked. My head flew up and his tenor voice was heaven to my ears. "I'm Echo. Echo Honeycut." I got up and surveyed him. Feminine. Skinny. I traced my finger along his tiara, on my tiptoes, as he was at his full 6 foot 4 inches. "A gift from your beloved older sister, Ellis, am I right?" I whispered. "Yes. Exactly how did you know that?" he asked me. "You… You aren't supposed to be in the real world." He eyed me suspiciously. "Not real." He asked. I laughed quietly. "Yeah, like if I touch you my hand should go straight through you." I touched his hand and screeched. "Okay, now I'm sure I'm going crazy!" I was hyperventilating by now, and I felt dizzy. I began to sway dangerously. "Er… are you okay?" the Prince's voice sounded worried. "Nuuuhh…" I managed to mutter. I was snapped out of my trance, as I heard footsteps. "Echo? Echo? Are you okay?" I grinned. It was Jacob Delos Sandos. Jacob of the Saints. "Wait a minute!" I called. "Marth!" I whispered. "In the cabinet. Now!" I shoved him violently into the art cabinet. As Jacob entered, the portal disappeared. "Oh! Hello Jacob. Still up for the Variety Show this year?" I smiled the best I could, and tried not to hyperventilate in front of my all time quasi-boyfriend. "Yeah." Jacob was sensitive, handsome, tall, Australian and he only had one con. He watched Disney Channel too much. That's the reason why we are doing the Jonas Brothers song, When You Look Me in The Eyes. "Cool!" I grinned and Jacob looked at the cabinet. "Ouch…" I heard. "What was that?" Jacob asked, eyeing the cabinet suspiciously. "Nothing!" I said cheerfully. "Oh, Jacob! I have to clean the art room. Volunteered. So can you leave, please?" I said in a rush. He nodded, took one last glance at the cabinet, and said, "Bye, Echo." He grinned, and pecked my cheek. I waved weakly, and he left. Marth fell out the cabinet panting. "Gosh, there's no circulation in that cramped contraption!" he complained. "Cabinet, you mean?" I looked at him stupidly. "I know what a cabinet is, thank you very much!" he pouted. I just laughed. The first bell rang, and Marth jumped. I snickered, and suddenly the portal appeared. "Oh no! Mr. Vivace. Marth. Get in the portal before Vivace comes." He smiled. "And guess who I came for." I backed up. "No, I can't-" And suddenly, I ate dirt.
Tenacious. That's how I would describe Marth.
Tenacious.
Devishly Handsome.
Feminine.
Beautiful.
But not as good as Jacob. I woke up in a soft bed, but it wasn't mine. I heard noises. "What?" I screamed, and shot up, making my head spin. I felt a cool hand push my head back down. I ran my hand along it and noticed that it was a fingerless glove. "You are so weird." I laughed weakly. Marth shrugged. "I know." He laughed. Oh, damn. It sounded like a million tenor bells sent directly from the heavens. "You sure do have a lot of nerve to hit a girl…" I growled.
He laughed again.
Damn, he needed to stop.
"You amuse me, Echo. Especially your obsession with that Jacob boy." He smiled a dazzling smile. And it was lopsided. I loved it. "Well, duh, he is my quasi-boyfriend." I blushed. "Aww. You're blushing." He smirked. I blushed even deeper as he pinched my cheeks lightly. Treating me like a baby, and I loved it. "How old are you anyways? I know so many fan girls who would like to meet you. I'm 13. And you are what? 18?" I asked him. He smiled. "No. I'm 21." I gasped. He looked at me quizzically. "Oh, no nothing." I giggled. "Well, time for you to sleep." I stopped him. "One more question. Who do you love?" I asked, expecting a Zelda, or Samus, or Peach. He smiled. "Is this for the fan girls?" he asked patiently. I hesitated. "Yeah. For the fan girls." He looked away a blank expression on his face. "I don't think I'll ever love anyone again. After she treacherously dumped me. But, for now, I think I'll be the only one to take care of you."
I froze.
"Why?" I asked, trying to sound calm. "Everyone is gossiping about how great of a maid you would make. And Link, Ike, Captain Falcon, Snake, Red, et cetera. Are… making some plans. I need to protect you. You are sort of like a younger sister I've never wanted." He sighed, and said, "Now go to sleep." He kissed my forehead, and my heart skipped a beat. Just a family-good-night kiss. But, I knew what was happening to me. I defiantly knew better. I was in love with Marth. And Jacob.
Oh curse you, malicious love.
That's it!
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