Small Smasher, Big Battles
by
White Lego Ninja
Well, I must apologize for a few things: Mistakes I may make with spelling, (my laptop's keyboard is a little cramped,) my failure to update pretty much ALL my stories weekly, (Every Saturday to be exact. Please check/answer the polls I cre3ated,) and basically the shortness of my chapters in my stories. If not for: Lack of a Babysitting job, an engineering job building and repairing motorcycles, and my own place in Anchorage Alaska, I'd probably be better at ease knowing that there's less I need and more I have.
Can't believe it's May Day 2015 already. (Misaki's birthday in this fic for those who were wondering)
As I promised at the end of last chapter, this one's written to compensate for what happened to Little Baby Misaki last time.
Also, there's a slight mention of the dream she saw in Chapter 4, after her 1st Birthday party.
Lots of Reviews and Ideas for: "Wacky Races 2014", "Animated Legends Unite", & "Virtualegend"
Chapter 6: Little Mommy
Two weeks since the ordeal with Zero Suit Samus, and Link was keeping his eyes fixed upon her whenever Little Misaki was in the same room. He especially held and cuddled her close if she cried. Which she did each time she so much as heard Samus voice from the distance.
As of now though, the baby was laying on her back in her crib, cuddling her plush Holly Hobbie doll. Peach had gotten some new clothes for Misaki's doll after she'd gone to shop for groceries: Milk, Bread, Butter, and Sugar. The little doll was now dressed as Sailor Moon, and Misaki was smiling softly as she slept.
That is, until she began to see her dream again...
Misaki's Dream:
The snow had finally quit coming down, but it was still rather chilly. The young mother gazed around her, looking for some form of hospitable building.
'Financial monster!' she thought of her one College Professor. He'd been informed, both by her his student, and fellow members of the staff, (including the principal,) that she'd had this baby half way into her second and final year of her classes.
Now, she was forced to give up her baby so she could concentrate on her studies.
There, right across the block from the diner she was standing beside, she'd finally found a large Motel. Cuddling her child close to her chest, trying to protect the little one from the cold, she jogged across the street.
Out of breath, out of ideas, and out of options, (Out of both classes and money with which to pay for them if her "Professor" had his way!) the young mother gently knelt beside the bushes just outside the Smash Motel's front windows, and carefully placed the blanketed bundle in them.
"Good...bye, my sweet... ba- baby... Mommy loves you with... all... her heart..."
Unable to contain her sadness any longer, the mother stood up, turned, and ran off into the night, her face buried in her hands as she sobbed over having to give up her most precious trasure.
End of Dream.
Female Wii Fit Trainer woke up to hear a soft moaning sound. As she stretched, she walked over to the Crib. There, laying on her back, wiggling her arms and kicking her legs, was little Misaki.
"Oh no, she must have had that bad dream again."
Zelda had explained to her and Peach about the dream she'd sensed the little darling had woken up from the night of her birthday, after the end of the party festivities.
"Oh, poor thing," said Peach.
"She must really miss her mommy," said WFT
Now it seemed, here she was again, dreaming of the one woman she most needed in her life. She, Female Wii Fit Trainer, was just a simple fitness instructor. She was no mother, and as far as she, or Any of the Smashers knew, Little Misaki would only feel unsafe here in their home; The Smash Motel.
"Give it a rest already." said Zelda from behind her. Zelda stepped past her, leaned over the tiny crib, and gently lifted the baby into her arms.
"There now, little one, it's all right." Zelda soothed the baby. Sensing what the baby needed, Zelda carried her over to the Changing Station, laid her on her back, undressed her, and began to change her diaper.
"Isn't there anything you can do? To help her find her mother?" asked Female Wii Fit Trainer.
"While I may be able to see the future," Zelda sighed, "I can't see everything you understand." Zelda had finished changing Misaki's diaper and disposed of the wet one by now. It had always amazed WFT how quickly she could handle such a task. But she thought better of questioning the Hylian, and left the matter to be forgotten.
"Tirsty, Zel-da." Misaki cooed up at Zelda. She picked up the squirming baby, and bounced her on her forearm.
"Yes little one," Zelda smiled, "I think it's about time everyone was up and getting breakfast."
In the common room, Link and Little Mac were playing Excitebike 64 soccer game on one TV, while Fox and Falco were watching Supercross Racing on another.
"Go! Go! GO!" they shouted as the racer they were cheering on was trying to pass a fellow competitor. When they heard footsteps behind them, they saw Wii Fit Trainer carrying Misaki, who was holding her plush doll.
"Misaki's had her fill," Zelda explained, "she even tried some cereal and small pieces of pancakes this morning. But if you guys don't hurry, your breakfast will get cold." Link and Mac paused their game, got up, and went to get trays of food.
"It's on West Coast feed later,or East Coast of ESPN 2 later," Fox said, smiling.
"And the West Coast feed of ESPN 2 if we miss that," Falco chuckled. On their way by, they smiled, tickled the baby's chin, to which she giggled cutely, and simultaneously jumped up in the air, yelling: "Fire!"
"Watch it!" Luigi yelled, as he and Mario just barely dodged. Amazingly, the two plumbers kept their trays balanced amid the sudden burst of energy.
Misaki cooed as she gazed at her doll. Zelda gently took her from WFT, and smiled at her.
"Let me show you something," she said. Then, she set the baby in a sitting up position on the nearest table, gently laid Holly on her back, and mimed changing the doll's diaper. Misaki "ooh"ed at Zelda's actions.
"Try. Try" she said, bouncing. Zelda set Holly in front of Misaki, and started over again. Slowly, she taught the baby how to change a doll diaper. Misaki learned, rather quickly, how easy it was. She even mimed plugging her nose at the stench of a messy diaper, at which Zelda giggled.
"Now, let's try giving her a bottle." So Zelda pulled out one of the bottles they'd been using to feed Misaki, and set itto Holly's mouth. The bottle was clean and dry, of course, so as not to aquire mold and grime.
Again, little Misaki was intrigued by what she saw. And again, after her demonstration, Zelda gave the doll to the baby.
"Make sure you support her head. Ok?" Misaaki tried laying Holly's head on her elbow, and using her other hand to hold the bottle. The baby giggled again at having learned to care for her doll by herself. Zelda, Peach, Female Wii Fit Trainer, Fox, Falco, and even little Toon Link were impressed by Little Misaki's love for her Holly doll.
"And somehow, I get the feeling, her own mommy loves her in the same way," said Little Mac.
The rest of the day was spent with: The Smashers playing video games, watching Sports on TV, (when Little Misaki wasn't babbling in her cute little baby language to watch cartoons on DVD,) and Little Misaki pretending to feed or change her Holly Hobbie doll right after she herself had been tended to the same way by Zelda, Peach, or Female Wii Fit Trainer.
How was that? Hope you all enjoyed it.
Trying to develop my character as best I can. Please, go easy on me.
Lots of helpful reviews and ideas for my opther stories would be most appreciated.
Cheers!
White Lego Ninja