MUHAHAHAHAHA….I'm back from the dead :D
I don't own anything.
"Ugh, could this bitch have a worse fashion sense?" Victoria stared at disgust at the oversized power suit that she just took off. "Orange," she spat, and sulk away, her body hugged by the hideous blue bodysuit and Marth slung over her shoulder.
Easily navigating her way through the winding halls of the facility, Victoria arrived at the place Samus had described just as the other smashers began to turn up.
"What happened to your power suit, Samus?" asked some weird red fox wearing clothes. Eww, fleas.
"Weighed me down," responded Victoria coolly, imitating Samus. "And we must move quickly in situations like these. Anyway, I've got a few extras in my room. Shall we go now?"
Link, Fox, and Snake glanced at her quizzically. "Sure,"
"So whaddya guys think's the matter's with Samus?"
"What do you mean, Snake?" Fox inquired.
The slick-haired spy puffed on his cigarette and replied, "I mean, what about earlier when Samus was talking all old school style? When has she ever talked like that? And that chic never takes off that power suit of hers when we're on a mission like this."
Link turned towards where Samus stood, her back to the guys and bent over Marth. Her body was tense, and he could tell that she was listening to every word they said.
Meta Knight, Kirby, Snake, Link, Falco, and Fox huddled together like a football team discussing top secret plans to earn a touchdown.
"You know guys," whispered Falco, "I don't think that's even Samus."
Meta Knight nodded in agreement. The group huddled together once more and began to quietly devise an ingenious plan. After reaching a mutual agreement, the put the plan into action.
"NONSENSE! HOW COULD SAMUS BE WORKING FOR THE ENEMY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?" squealed Kirby.
At these words, Samus suddenly stiffened, her body still, tense, and unmoving. Her body language was like a flashing siren telling the other Smashers that the tall, blue clad blonde standing before them was, in fact, not the bounty hunter Samus Aran.
And then, a wicked smile, a smile no one had ever seen on the face of Samus Aran, stretched across her face as she turned around, her blonde bangs hanging over her evilly glinting blue eyes, which stood out in her shadow-darkened face.