Summer colds suck. As do, of all things, snowy summers. As in, summers where it snows. It's the weirdest thing. Really.

Anyway, anonymous review time!

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okay so can we have ness, lucas, jeff and mr saturn appear and go on a little adventure? that would be awesome! thanks.

Sure! Like I've said, this fic has no set plot. So request all you want! Though not this chapter. This chapter (and possibly the next) is fluffy. Very fluffy. Short though, since it's setting up for a big event next chapter.

I can add Mr. Game and Watch now, since I've played one of his games (Crab Grab, it's REALLY rare and I'm still in slight shock I got to play an easily THREE HUNDRED DOLLAR GAME) and he doesn't technically have a personality. I might be able to add the Fire Emblem characters too. Key word being might. I have access to a Fire Emblem game, but I don't know if Ike and Marth are in it.

Also, I've made a Ness account on deviantART. He's currently answering any and all questions asked of him. If you have a question you want to ask Ness, just look for the deviant PKRockinNess.

I don't own anything. Not even a Mr. Saturn plushie.

He loved omelets.

That delicious scent, the feeling of warm, fluffy egg on your tongue, the explosion of egg, meat, vegetable, and cheese in your mouth as you chewed slowly, savoring each bite... Sure, Smash Mansion omelets tended to pale in comparison to his mother's omelets. But despite that, an omelet was still an omelet and the blonde couldn't help but 'squeal like a gihl' (as Ness put it) when the beautiful treats were on the menu.

Currently he was enjoying his favorite omelet, one with everything you could possibly cram into it without overpowering the egg flavor, as Ness and Sonic were discussing something. Lucas wasn't entirely sure what. Once the omelet had hit his tongue he had started to tune the world out until everything around him was a dull hum.

"Lucas!" One of the hums suddenly became clear, a hand shaking his shoulder roughly. Swallowing the morsel in his mouth before he could choke on it, the timid boy glanced over at his two friends. The shaker, Ness, stared at him, a slight pout on his features. "Wehn' you lissenin' to me?"

"Uh..."

The capped boy facepalmed, the hedgehog next to him bursting into laughter. "Lucas!" Ness practically whined, his grip on Lucas' shoulder tightening.

"Y-You were talking to Sonic!"

"Sen I was talkin' to you!" The other psychic huffed, crossing his arms and glaring down at Lucas' half eaten omelet. "You ahways space out when you eat sose."

"Well you always space out when you eat steak." Lucas couldn't help but snicker, covering his mouth to stiffle the sound. To anyone watching the scene, it would almost look like Ness was jealous of the attention the blonde's breakfast was receiving. Hell, maybe that was why Sonic was currently laughing his lungs out, occasionally stopping to gasp for breath before breaking into bellows again. Ignoring Ness' glare and Sonic's fit, Lucas resumed eating his breakfast. "So what were you saying?"

"Sonic inbited us oba fo'a seh night." There was an edge to the voice, onyx eyes still narrowed at the food on Lucas' plate. "Lucahio is doin' somesin' wiss Pikachu, so 'ee's suggessin' a game ma'ason."

Lucas paused in mid-bite, thinking over Ness' words. He wasn't much of a gamer. He'd never even heard of video games until Porky had radically changed the Nowhere Islands. Still, it would be rude to deny the offer. And the idea of sleeping in their room alone... No, he did not like that idea at all. Resisting a shiver he popped the forkful of egg in his mouth, chewing slowly before swallowing. "If-If you want, then sure. Who, um, else is going to be there?"

"Sadow. Mossly 'cause Sonic's makin' 'im socialize. And Jeff. Toon Link, too."

So six people. That didn't seem so bad, though Shadow still scared him with his cold nature and overall negative vibe. "And what time would we go there?"

"Man, Lucas! You ask too many questions!" Sonic complained, rolling his eyes as he poked Lucas' chest. "That's something chicks do, Lucas. You secretly a chick or something?"

"N-No!"

"Knock it off, Sonic. Lucas is juss... um..."

"Girly."

"No, matuh. Lucas is matuh."

The hedgehog snorted, glancing over at the table where Lucario was currently talking to Shadow. With a grin he raised his voice, just loud enough for the other hedgehog to hear. "Mature is for old timers and guys with their spines up their ass!"

"Is that so?"

Lucas jumped, eyes widening as he noticed the darker being's seat was now empty and Shadow's voice was now behind him. One hedgehog seemingly being able to teleport had been bad enough. Now it seemed that they had two.

Sonic merely shrugged, waving the Assist Trophy off with feigned disinterest. "So what if it is?"

Things were going to get ugly. Fast. Finishing his meal, Lucas grabbed Ness and muttered a goodbye to the cocky speedster as he drug the now complaining boy outside. No sooner had the door to the dining area closed when a loud crash was heard, followed by insults and harsh words.

"Are they seriously at it again?"

"Monin' Jeff!" Ness greeted, his complaints of wanting to see the fight dying as a smile overcame his face. For some reason he was hanging off of Lucas' arm, an act that made the blonde's face heat up in a blush. Why was Ness being so clingy suddenly? He... He hadn't really been jealous of Lucas' omelet, had he? The very thought of it was completely ridiculous.

The suited boy smiled, adjusting his glasses. Lucas was now certain it was some sort of habit. "Think we're still partaking in tonight's activities?"

"You know 'ow sose two ah. We sow ow'a fendsip by pay fihtting, sey sow seyas by fighting."

"So a yes?" As the raven haired boy nodded, Jeff continued, briefly glancing at Lucas before looking back at Ness. "Very well. See you then."

xXx

Ness was still being clingy.

There really was no other way to describe it. Everywhere Lucas went, the capped boy was right at his heels, one of the blonde's arms held captive in his grasp. The only time he was Ness free was when he was fighting and even then he wasn't completely free of the other, as Ness somehow managed to find ways to get into the same fights he was in. Sometimes they would be on a team and Ness would make sure he was within three feet of Lucas. Other times they would be on opposite teams or in free for alls and the more confident psychic would become very grab happy.

Eventually it was the fight before they were to go to Sonic's for his gaming marathon. Pikachu and Ganondorf had already been defeated, leaving the two psychics facing each other with one stock left each. By now the blonde was irritated, attacking Ness from a distance to avoid his overuse of grabs. "PK Fire!" Ness jumped, avoiding the attack and landing behind Lucas. As predicted he grabbed the other, throwing him to the ground before dousing him in fire and grabbing him again. Irritation at its limit, the timid one snapped.

"Ness, what the hell has gotten into you! ?"

"Will you stob spacin' out oba stubid omelets now! ?"

Stunned silence. Dear Player, Ness had been jealous of... But that was... "Player, Ness! You've been smothering me all day over a stupid omelet! ? That's so-"

Ness telekinetically throwing him over his back interrupted him, the powerful back throw instantly sending him beyond the blast line. As he re-materialized back at the mansion, Ness appearing next to him, he barely heard the other boy mutter his name. "Ness..."

"Watt?" There was that edge again. With the reason now known, the blonde found himself giggling, a sound that morphed into laughter as the two made their way to Sonic's room. "Watt! ?"

"Ness, you're... Oh Player, you're being so..."

"So watt! ?"

"Childish!" The laughter grew worse at the out burst, Lucas feeling tears in the corners of his eyes. For once, it was not Lucas', but Ness' face that sported that cursed blush, the capped boy sulking and shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Stob sat!"

"Ness, you're jealous over food, for Player's sake!"

A growl was all the timid boy heard before he was pinned against the wall, his vision filled with onyx.

Time slowed, Lucas' heart racing as the laughter ceased. Ness was close. Extremely close. He couldn't remember a time when their faces in particular had been this close, noses touching and breath mingling. Sure, Ness would get in his face when begging, but he always kept his distance, allowing some loose respect of the blonde's personal space when it came to his head. They were so close now that all Lucas had to do was lean forward a bit and their lips would... Their lips already were...

A cat whistle made him crash back down to earth. "Hey! Save it for after the games, love birds!"

"Damnit Faker, must you constantly annoy and pester when you catch people partaking in intimate activities?"

"Big words from an old geezer! What, you swallow a dictionary as a baby up in that space station?"

As the two bickered Ness quickly pulled away, a chill settling around Lucas from the lack of the other psychic's body heat. "'m sah-ee. I... I guess I was bein' a bit... Childiss." He paused, scratching the back of his neck. "I, uh, didn' anga you too much, 'ight?"

"R-Right..." Why did he want to resume the position they had been in before Sonic had interrupted? He'd felt so... excited. Eager. Wanted Ness to do whatever he wanted then and there. Was it because he wanted to be a good friend to Ness? It had to be. The alternative was too... Too what exactly? Frightening? Impossible? He didn't even know how he felt towards Ness now, even less how Ness felt towards him.

"Lucas!"

He blinked, realizing that somehow he was in Sonic's room and Ness was currently trying to get him to accept one of the controllers. Jeff and Shadow were talking over a couple sodas while Toon Link and Sonic already had controllers in their hands. Apparently he was being forced to make a fool of himself right away rather than later. Wonderful. He couldn't help but give the other boy a pathetic look. "I'm no good at this..."

"You 'ab me on you'a team. Seya's nosin' to wah-ee about!" At least Ness wasn't acting angry towards him anymore. That was a good sign, right?

Lucas gulped, the plastic controller shaking in his hand. "B-But what if I'm so bad that I make you lose?"

"I don' caya about losin'. 'm in it fo'a fun." A weight on his back informed the blonde that his capped friend was leaning on him, arms lazily slung over his arms in a half hug. Already his cheeks were heating up, heart pounding again at the closeness.

"Uh, Ness? Remember our discussion on personal space?" Jeff's voice sounded, distant in the blonde's embarrassed state. The weight only grew more noticeable as Ness rested a cheek on Lucas' shoulder while glancing at Jeff. "Ness..."

"But I like 'uggin'."

"You're not hugging, you're leaning."

"Like leanin' too."

"I think you're embarrassing Lucas."

"If 'ee was uncomfo'tabo, 'ee'd tell me."

"Will you guys stop talking and start playing already?" Sonic interrupted, a fake whine accompanying his worlds along with an equally fake pout. Ness nodded and sat up, his chin now on the timid boy's head as he held his controller to the side.

Well, at least he was letting Lucas see what he was doing.