True to his word, Mac had left a letter and a pile of squashed dandelions and a sad pikmin outside her door. Name picked up the note and examined his scrawl.

I'm sorry I punched ya in the butt. I get real overwhelmed by pretty girls, and you are one of those. You have a nice butt thogh. Good job cutie. Do you want to read some more fanfiction sometime. I would love to read yours. I hope you like flowers. I found them outside. I think girls like those. Sorry they are smashed. I am running out of room so I will talk to you later.

Your Mac.

Mac wrote like he was trying to arrange words from the bone pieces regurgitated by a barn owl. It was also quite likely he didn't realize he had gifted her a fistful of weeds, but boys will be boys, am I right? Name looked up and saw a second envelope taped to the door. She yanked it off absent-mindedly and pushed the door open.

"Scree!" cried a voice in the semi-darkness. The blinds were down; Pittoo had set up a blanket fort between the two beds and the incoming wash of light burned him. Name knew he just liked to complain though, so she paid him no mind and began tearing at the envelope.

Inside was a striped notecard with an elephant on the front wearing a party hat. It said, "You're invited!"

Ness's 14th Birthday Bash! Friday at 7:00 pm the Rec Center

"Oh, a birthday party." This was probably meant for Pittoo, since she and Ness rarely hung out, but Name thought it was common knowledge that animals wearing party hats was against her roommate's religion. Pikachu's alt costume was tournament-banned after it sent him into hysterics. She threw herself onto the bed, sending a shockwave which toppled Fort Little Tikes instantaneously.

Pittoo dug himself out from under the wreckage. "HEY!" he yelled. "We were having a band meeting!" Toon Link's head popped out from beneath a pillow shortly after.

"You suck!" said Toon Link.

"A band meeting? With no instruments?" said Name, blubbering her lips in obvious contempt. "If I had known I was interrupting professionals, I would have knocked first."

"We're obviously just writing the lyrics!" Pittoo struggled in his blanket cocoon. "For your information, we're called Death Stinks Politely, and no you CAN'T join!" Between the two members there was enough eyeliner to paint railroad tracks from there to Snowdrift Station.

"Oh yeah?" said Name. "Well what if I do this?" She logrolled on top of them like a heavy, sweaty teenage bear with human breasts.

"Grrrhgh! Why are you so FAT?!" cried Pittoo, who had turned a bright pink. She heard a muffled "You suck!" from somewhere underneath her legs.

"Shut it, pipsqueak," said Name, though as things were she was quite comfortable. "So I can't even stand in the back and play tambourine?" she asked Double Pit.

Robin breached the surface and let out the breath he was holding.

"No, because I'm playing tambourine," he added.

"Gah!" Name reacted as though the blankets had just started squirting frosting. "When did he get here!? Who is this?!" she gestured for Pittoo. Mostly she was impressed they had enough bed linens to conceal this fully grown man for as long as they did.

Dark Pit gave up the struggle, pinned down by Name's elbows. "Duh, he's our tambourine guy," he said while offering a massive eyeroll.

Robin blinked. "I'm sorry I startled you." He slowly draped a blanket back over his head.

"I was just a little surprised because I thought these were the all-girls dorms." Name got up, looking towards the man and effectively crushing the lower half of Pittoo. Toon Link had gotten lost again in the rubble. The tactician remained completely still in this comfortable mound. She stared at it for some moments.

"Looks like he left," said Name, giving up. "Darn. There goes my chance at getting some morning tail. I will always love him."

"But he's RIGHT THERE." Pittoo caught himself. "N-Not that you could even do that anyway, but only because he's our tambourine dude, and I don't want him getting distracted! Not for some other dumb reason or whatever!" His legs were falling asleep. "And what do you mean you l-love him?"

"I never got to tell him that before he left." Name wiped a tear, since her eyes watered from all the yawning she was going through.

"Hmmph. That's what you get for liking someone. I can never love because of my dark backstory." Pittoo looked around and cleared his throat. "But since you're so DESPERATE I'll let you be my groupie or s-something. But only because I feel SORRY for you! Hmmph!"

"Okay!" said Name, who cheered up immediately and fell asleep on top of him.