Winging It Chapter 9
And I'm back. A little earlier than usual, I think. So, since I rushed past shout-outs last time, I guess I'll do more of them this time! (Sorry about that, guys.)
Anyway, where were we…? Oh, yes, I remember. A psychopath was loose in the arena, a sinister (-ish? Maybe? I think?) plot is hatching, and a certain angel was learning about the facts of life…
I'm a terrible person. Truly.
Still, I can't just leave them like that…
I suppose a time skip is in order.
(Warning: Something that I think might qualify as fluff from my twisted male perspective is ahead. You have been warned.)
Three hours later…
Link sat on the sofa in the living room, leaning his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands. He was feeling guilty. Goddesses, why did he always let Zelda manipulate him like that? He glanced up at the clock. It was almost four. He hadn't checked the video's length, and generally had tried to avoid looking at it in general, so he wasn't sure how long the video would be.
If it was over already, he would have to go and let the traumatised cherub out of his room.
If it wasn't, he'd have to go and clear the body out, as he'd probably have died of embarrassment already.
He thought it as a joke to himself, but as he stood up to go and let the little angel out of his room, he started wondering whether that could be a real thing. Did angel bodies work like that?
He took the key out of his pocket and looked at it as he climbed the stairs to the dormitories. It had a feathered wing etched into the silvery metal. Dammit, he had forgotten about the windows. Pit could have just flown out the window. Or just thrown himself out of it, if it really was that bad.
An increasing sense of worry and dread began to chew at the Hylian's insides as he rounded the corner to the next floor. He looked up to Pit's room, and couldn't help but notice a large, bright orange figure fumbling with armoured fingers at the lock to her door, right next to his target's. This might be a problem.
Samus growled in irritation, and decided just to kick the door open. It flew open, showering a few splinters and lock mechanism pieces onto the carpet. She grunted in satisfaction and stepped into the room, noticing Link when she turned to push the door to. She looked at him quizzically.
"What are you doing here? Your room is on the other side of the mansion." Link began to sweat a little. If what Zelda was saying was true, then it was possible she might get a little… over-protective if he told her what he was really doing. He discreetly hid the key in his hand.
"Me? Just visiting someone." Samus nodded and closed the door. There was a small metallic clinking as she attempted to put the lock back together, and failing that, she left it for Master Hand. He always noticed eventually, and no one in their right mind would try sneaking into her room. The door hung slightly open.
Link tiptoed over to Pit's door, and, with a bank robber's precision, slowly opened the door and slipped inside.
Samus' head popped out of her door a brief moment later. Link wasn't fooling anyone. The x-ray visor certainly had its uses…
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On the other side of Pit's door, Link pressed his back against the door as he put the latch on, his heart beating a little too fast for his liking. If Samus had called his bluff, which he highly suspected she had, then there wasn't much he could do about it except put up barricades.
But for now he had another priority. He peered into the room. Pit was sitting on his bed, looking almost eerily calm. The TV was off, the lighting low, and Link only marginally less worried.
"So…" Link attempted. "How do you feel?" Pit didn't respond for a second, continuing to stare at the opposite wall. Then he sighed.
"Can I… gush for a little bit?" Link nodded.
"Sure." Pit didn't move.
Then he shot forward. Hands grabbed Link's lapels with an iron grip and began shaking him like a rag doll. From what he could see from his blurred perspective, Pit was panicking. He spoke in a frantic garbling yell, and Link knew Samus couldn't help but hear it.
"OH MY GODDESS I FINALLY UNDERSTAND! LITERALLY EVERYTHING! ALL THOSE MOVIES LADY PALUTENA WOULDN'T LET ME WATCH, THAT STUFF PITTOO AND PHOSPHORA WERE TALKING ABOUT THAT ONE TIME AND THAT JOKE DYNTOS MADE THAT I DIDN'T GET AND LADY PALUTENA SAID I SHOULD FORGET ABOUT! IT'S EVERYWHERE! LITERALLY EVERYWHERE!"
"P-pit, calm down…" Link tried, now extremely dizzy.
"HOW CAN I CALM DOWN WHEN I JUST FOUND OUT ABOUT THE ONE THING THAT FINALLY MAKES THE WHOLE WORLD MAKE SENSE?! WHY DO PEOPLE EVEN DO THAT, ANYWAY? IT'S GROSS! I MEAN, I KNOW WHY THEY DO IT, IT JUST LOOKS LIKE THERE SHOULD BE A BETTER WAY! I'M SORRY FOR YELLING AT YOU, BY THE WAY, I'M JUST QUITE STRESSED RIGHT NOW!" He let Link go, and slumped to the floor.
Link stumbled for a brief moment, slightly dizzy, then crouched to pat the angel on the shoulder.
"It's okay. We all go through this at some point. Though not usually like that. But admittedly, we only have to wait about ten years rather than two hundred."
"Lady Palutena's gonna be so mad at me…"
"Don't worry about it. You know, there's something that a lot of people do when they're stressed that tends to help a lot…" Pit looked up, his eyes full of hope.
"What?"
"Drink." Pit moaned again.
"I can't… Lady Palutena said I can't."
"Dude, you're already in the deep. Might as well make the most of it. And I'm pretty sure you're old enough to buy the stuff yourself."
"I guess…"
"Good. Now, make sure you're down at the bar by six. Bowser said he was going to get a load of liquor together for a start-of-season party. You might as well start there."
"Okay…"
Behind Link, he door rattled. Time's up.
The door opened partially, the chain keeping it closed. An irritated noise was heard. The chain was engulfed in a flash of light, and fell down, melted into two. The door opened to reveal a concerned-looking unarmoured Samus, holding the Paralyser.
"I heard shouting." Link's mind raced for an explanation.
"Pit was just… watching a scary movie."
"Really scary…" Moaned Pit, still on the floor.
"And why are you here?"
"He… wanted to watch the whole thing, so I took his key."
"That's not-" A quick glance from Link silenced the angel. Samus looked back and forth between the two. She sighed and looked at Link with only a thread of patience left.
"I don't believe you. But I don't really care either. So get out before I start taking pot shots."
Link dropped Pit's key and dashed out of the room, leaving the two alone. Samus watched him disappear down the corridor, and turned back to Pit, who was still on the floor. She holstered her pistol and stepped over to him, offering a hand. He smiled at her and took it, and she hauled him to his feet.
"I'm not going to ask what was going on, but are you all right?" Pit smiled at her.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Samus smiled back. And then the pleasant warmth started rising in her chest again. Dammit. Pit carried on.
"So, how was the last fight?" Only one word resonated in her head.
"Brutal. Meta Knight and the Villager lost in the end, but boy did they put up a fight." Pit shrugged.
"I'm sure they'll have better luck next time." Samus silently hoped they didn't, and decided to change the subject.
"Did you hear about the party?"
"Oh, yeah! Link told me. Are you going?" Samus shrugged.
"I don't know. Not really my sort of thing. I tend to drink myself into embarrassing situations if I don't have someone watching me."
"I'm going. I could watch you if you want." Samus raised an eyebrow.
"You're going to that party. The one tonight. That has alcohol. And quite likely acts of unspeakable depravity as well." Pit blushed a little and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Yeah. I mean… I'm not just a kid, you know."
"How old are you?"
"One hundred and eighty-six and a half." Samus was initially surprised, but immediately laughed afterwards.
"Take my advice, Pit. Don't use fractions when you're trying to sound old." She ruffled his hair, and he drew back, wrinkling his nose and pushing her away.
"I am old!"
"Yeah, right. You're too cute to be a hundred." Later on, Samus could barely believe she had said that.
"Am not!" Pit smiled and caught her by her wrists, keeping her hands out of his hair. It tickled. He got an idea.
The sea-blue light of the Wings of Pegasus ignited on his back, and he flew out of the open window, into the air. Samus ducked towards it, seeing him looping around and smiling mischievously. She got an idea of her own.
Unclipping her energy whip from her belt, she feigned defeat.
"Alright, you got me, Pit." Smiling back at her, he floated lower, closer to the window. He started pushing misplaced hair back into place under his laurel. Perfect.
Like lightning, Samus flung out her whip, which coiled round the unsuspecting angel's waist. He let out a cry of surprise as he was yanked out of the air, and flew down through the window.
And crashed right into Samus. Maybe she hadn't thought it through that well.
The Wings deactivated, and they tumbled to the floor, ending up with Pit lying on top of Samus. They opened their eyes simultaneously, and each was rather shocked at the sight of the other mere inches away. But neither pulled back. A thousand thoughts zoomed through each of their minds.
Pit was very embarrassed to say the least, but also found himself enjoying the situation a little. After everything the video had told him, he now knew that this wasn't just a rough-and-tumble position. It was… a lot more awkward. But strangely pleasant. He had never thought about anyone in a sexual way before, there were three types of people in his world. Friends, enemies, and people who were somewhere between the two for the time being, but would eventually fall into one of the other two categories. Now, there were a lot more groups. His eyes had been opened, and he suddenly realised that Samus was very pretty. Very, very pretty. And fun. And a great fighter. And nice to him. His newly-awakened masculinity had something to say about that.
Samus was also embarrassed, having a level of blush that would rival Pit's own at the time. No great revelation was going through her head, but the same thoughts from yesterday and the morning echoed around the inside of her skull even louder. His face was right up against hers, and god, he was too cute. She felt like just wrapping her arms around him and hugging him forever. Maybe a little more. Oh, what the hell, a lot more. He was cute and kind and fluffy and strong and so much else besides. She no longer cared about what Peach and Zelda were doing. She had made up her mind.
There was a brief moment as their eyes stared into each other, before they gently flickered shut and their mouths drifted slowly towards each other…
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Across the courtyard of the manor, sitting on the building's roof, two princesses watched the events unfold. Peach had a pair of binoculars pressed to her eyes, and was sighing in romantic appreciation for the scene unfolding before her. Pit had just flown out of the window, and was looping around, Samus standing and looking.
"Aww… That's so cute…" Zelda looked on with only her eyes, picking at her nails and grumbling.
"I don't see why you get to use the binoculars…"
"Oh, come on, Z, you know… oh." Peach cut off mid-sentence, her expression now serious.
"What?" Peach's neck snapped towards her friend, her eyes wide.
"Code 5477! They're gonna kiss! Right now!" Zelda's eyes widened too. She grabbed the binoculars, and looked into the window. She was right. That wasn't meant to happen yet. Not yet. Only one thing for it.
She whipped a tiny sphere from her pocket (wherever it was) and tossed it onto the floor. A puff of smoke went up, and Zelda was gone, leaving Peach alone on the roof. The binoculars clattered to the tiling, and Peach snatched them up, looking in through the windows, feeling a mixture of worry and 'aww…'
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Back in Pit's room, the two had barely moved. Eyes closed, drifting together, millimetre by millimetre. Time seemed to freeze, just as contact was about to be made. There was the briefest brush of lips… And something exploded.
Literally.
A wave of air and noise knocked them both away, filling the room with acrid smoke. The two broke out into coughing fits, now propped against the wall a small distance from each other. As the smoke cleared, Samus felt a presence move through the smoke, fleeing the room.
Now left alone again, the two rubbed their eyes and glanced timidly at each other, both blushing furiously.
"What… um…" Pit started. Samus stood up, avoiding his gaze.
"I… I should go. I'll see you at the party, right?"
"Uh… yeah. Yeah." Samus scampered out of the room, leaving the angel alone, his heart and thoughts racing.
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Samus ran back into her own room, pressing herself against the door. As her legs gave out under her, she slid down to the floor. Had she almost… She had. Oh, god, she had. She was even cross that she hadn't. And then…
Her anger began to eclipse her shock, and she started to fume. Just when she had made up her mind, something happened to stop it. Where did it even come from, anyway?
She stood, hands clenched into fists at her side, and noticed a slip of paper on her bed. She plucked it from the covers, unfolding it, where a quick, looping hand had written:
Sorry about that.
Not yet.
Don't worry, it'll happen eventually.
Sheik/Zelda
After reading it, Samus crushed it into a ball and burned it on her arm cannon. Sheik… She really was going to kill Peach and Zelda soon.
There. I hope that's enough. Now, where was I?
Ah, yes, I was about to respond to your reviews, before aggressively accosting you to leave more. Well, here we go.
Goober: Wow, you leave a lot of reviews. Thanks! I put a bit more of Peach and Zelda in this chapter, hope you liked it, the Mega Toaster was sadly not my idea, all credit goes to the helpful soul who gave it to me, I'm not planning on having anyone else know about the tape apart from Pit, Zelda, Link and maybe Peach by extension, and I wasn't going to dwell on it that much, but I suppose I could worm it in somewhere for a laugh, and finally, I didn't even notice that Dedede was Australian before you pointed it out. I'm terrible at recognising accents, and only noticed Meta Knights because it was blindingly obvious. And I looked on Wikipedia. Anyway, thanks for your feedback. I really appreciate it.
Godofmadness43, Yeah, I suppose it is awkward. When isn't it, I suppose? Realism, ho! And, yeah, the villager creeps me out a little as well. My sister got an animal crossing game for her DS a month or so ago, and I always find myself a little scared. The fact that she makes him walk around with an axe doesn't help either.
Mohawkman2233, I kinda… made the science bit up as I went along. Using Wikipedia. But I'm glad you liked it!
Chibi-Aibou-Midna, so, do I, a little. But not enough to stop doing it.
Now, what was I meant to do next…? Ah, yes, the aggressive accosting for feedback. Consider yourself aggressively accosted. For feedback. About my terrible fluff. Please.
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Alright, looks like that's it from me this time, see you all later then!
