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I started working on Chapter 3 after I posted C1, and WOW, I did not expect so much positive feedback! I was kinda expecting to get maybe a few views, a couple of favorites, but instead, here we are! If I haven't mentioned it yet, thank you all so much for the likes, follows and reviews! It means a lot to me! How do you guys like Camilla and Naomi so far? I've got them, like, 99% fleshed out and I only have a few minor things to tweak at this point; not just in Ultimate Daydream but in their home novel, Daydreamer.

I'm starting to think I'm doing pretty good with the Smashians so far. I'm having my friend look over the dialogue to make sure I'm doing it right, and I really appreciate him for doing that. I'll stop jabbering now and get on with it, but if you like this fic, why not leave a like and review on the chapters you like? Thanks again!

I only own Camilla Swann and Naomi Liu. Everyone else in the Super Smash Bros universe belongs to their respective owners.

Chapter 3
Vampire Problems

"Camilla? Returning veteran Camilla Swann?" A voice squeaked from the overhead intercom. "Please come to the receptionist desk to be checked in to Smash Hotel."

Samus raised an eyebrow. "You gonna correct that?"

"You're dang right I am!" Camilla huffed. That was a huge pet peeve of hers, people mispronouncing her name. Naomi got it wrong the first time she met Camilla, and in return she got a five minute lecture that no, it was pronounced Kuh-mee-yah, like slapping "Ca" in front of the name Mia. Camilla broke away from Samus at this point, Cheddar's leash in one hand and her suitcase in another, standing up and heading to the other side of the lobby. The mansion had been converted into a hotel at this point, due to all the newcomers and visitors. Parts of the building had been renovated, and new areas added in as well, including a pool that hadn't been there in Brawl.

Cheddar yapped and started jumping up and down, tugging against Camilla's leash. Camilla stopped at this point, kneeling down to the puppy.

"Aww, what's wrong, Cheddar? Nervous? You miss Naomi?" Camilla cooed, scratching under one of his floppy ears.

Cheddar barked again, and judging by how his tail was wagging he seemed more excited than anything else. Camilla couldn't help but crack a smile. She really did love her dog, more than anyone else - he was always so kind and sweet to her and could always make her feel better whenever she was down. Cheddar was definitely part of her family, right next to Maximus and Naomi (though she would never tell either of them how much she cared about them; that's just not how Camilla works). Camilla looked up when the person running the intercom repeated herself for Camilla - still saying her name wrong - to come up to the receptionist desk.

Any lingering irritation about her name being pronounced wrong vanished as soon as Camilla got a look at the receptionist. She was a tiny humanoid dog standing on a footstool to raise her height up just enough to poke her head and little arms over the desk; her fur a bright yellow, the same as Cheddar's. She had on a green vest, coupled with a blue skirt and a tiny tuft of her hair tied up with a red rubber band. She looked so harmless and precious. Camilla was hit by the very strong urge to pet her. Cheddar, meanwhile, looked extremely happy to find someone who was similar to him.

"Camilla Swann, right?" The dog hummed. Her voice, in Camilla's professional opinion, was absolutely adorable. "I'm Isabelle! Invitation, please."

Camilla slid her invitation across the table. Isabelle picked it up and combed through it. After a couple of seconds, she returned it to Camilla with a big smile on her face.

"Great to see you back!" Isabelle beamed. "You know, I'm also in this tournament too! I'm a newcomer! Honestly, I had NO idea they wanted me in Smash, so this is a big surprise for me!"

Camilla's urge to pet her became stronger. "D'aww, really?"

"Yup!" Isabelle flipped through a binder. "You're coming with a Naomi Liu, right?"

"Yeah, but she's...kinda busy right now." Camilla motioned for her to look out the closest window. Isabelle did and was met with Naomi rapidly kicking Sonic in the shin to try and get him to let go of her food. The hedgehog mostly sped away from each attack, but a few landed. Nevertheless he gritted his teeth and kept his grip on the candy bars, granola bars and whatnot tight. Judging from how much their lips were moving and the sounds coming out of them, they were also yelling at each other.

"At least my author actually KNOWS what to do with me and doesn't just stick me in fanfiction!"
"Oh yeah, Sonic? Well at least IIIIII haven't been CGI'd into a literal monstrosity for a movie that's supposedly about me but is more of a cop drama than anything!"
"Wh- hey! I didn't agree to that rewrite!"
"Well I didn't agree to this fanfiction, yet here we are!"

Isabelle slowly nodded. "...I see. No matter! Your invitation looks legit, which means I can check you in!"

"Great!" Camilla hummed, kneeling down again to pet Cheddar once more, who appreciated the love. Isabelle started going on about, if she liked, she could be paired up with another roommate and they would share a room together - only one, though; according to Master Hand, the last time they allowed up to four people in one room, Sonic and Snake got into a huge fight and Sonic... well, he Sonic'd the room, shall we say. Camilla laughed, remembering that day. It was...what? A week or two before they left?

Isabelle tapped away on a computer, before a smile grew across her face. "O-kay! Camilla Swann, you are officially in the system! Your room's 425. Here's your key!"

She held out a tiny plastic card emblazoned with the famous Super Smash Bros logo to Camilla, who took it before chuckling and making a comment that this dimension was still using the chip system. Isabelle cocked her head, confusion written all over her face. Before Camilla could get into what she meant, though, Naomi came stumbling in through the double doors. Her hair had been ripped out of its side ponytail and now flowed down her back; dirt and scratches on her face and talisman crooked. Nevertheless, she looked calm, and held an opened king-sized Snickers bar, which was half eaten. She raised the bar in the air.

"The shushtenance hash been shaved!" Naomi triumphantly crowed in Camilla's general direction, mouth still full of the sweet combination of peanut butter and chocolate, before lowering her arm again and taking another bite.

"Oh, that's our Naomi Liu?" Isabelle chirped. "Right on time! I was going to call for her anyway!"

"Well, I'll leave you to that. Thank you again, Isabelle!" Camilla started to pet her. "Who's a good girl, who's a good girl? It's you! Yes you are!"

Isabelle blushed and giggled, her day having been brightened up by being called the good girl. Some things about dogs always stayed the same, whether they were humanoid and bipedal or four-legged friends.

Camilla started to head off for her room, taking Cheddar with her, as Naomi weaved through the lobby. On the way, she encountered quite a few people who recognized her, though there were way more newcomers than she would've expected. Did she miss a Smash tournament or something...? Some of them looked kinda familiar. Camilla would have to ask Naomi about them later. She had figurines of some of the people she brawled with; called them "amiibo" or something like that.

"Naomi? Returning veteran Naomi Liu? Please come to the receptionist desk to be checked in to Smash Hotel."

...She still didn't correct Isabelle's pronunciation of her name, but frankly, she didn't care when it was Isabelle.

Hey Mom; have I ever mentioned that I still hate meeting lots of new people? I guess some parts of me never change.

I miss you.

They were right when they said "Everyone's here!" Everyone was here. Everyone. Faces that Naomi had grown to love, people who were in the Smash tournaments before the duo (but skipped Brawl), and countless newcomers. Going around and introducing herself was gonna be...well, a doozy. Naomi hadn't had a chance to go upstairs to her room yet, so she figured she might as well walk around and introduce herself, find some old friends. But there was no chance of her ever looking forward to talking to that many people.

Camilla returned downstairs with just Cheddar attached to his leash this time, stepping into the breakfast buffet area. It wouldn't be open for another 15 or 18 hours, but it was just where everyone conglomerated to go catch up. Oh, thank the stars for Camilla. That was...a pretty weird thought, considering Naomi's rough start with Camilla. If she went back 2 and a half years into the past and told herself back then that Camilla would become essentially her "familiar," she was pretty sure past-Naomi would have slapped present-Naomi in the face and yelled at her to go away, crazy. Naomi started to make her way over to her, though she was quickly cut off by two people calling Camilla's name. She turned, and her face lit up at the sight of the two.

"Falco! Fox!" Camilla cheered, and off she went again. Naomi sighed. Camilla went from being glued to one friend to being glued to two others, all within the course of ten minutes. Camilla got along really well with anyone space-related. Go figure, Naomi guessed; considering how her general attitude towards Naomi during their first few meetings was 'Earth sucks and space is cool, let's go ride off into the stars and save the rest of the superior UNIVERSE!'

"Camilla!" Fox chuckled, waving his arm like he was trying to flag a taxi or something. "I didn't expect you to be here. Where's your friend Naomi?"

Camilla took a seat with the two Star Fox crew members. "Oh, she's off introducing herself to the newcomers. Lemme tell you, I am SO not looking forward to doing my round of introductions."

This got a laugh out of the two, Falco laughing harder than Fox. This brought Camilla's attention to him.

"So, Falco, you finally get to take off your plane's training wheels?" Camilla raised an eyebrow. "If you keep this up, you'll catch up to my level in the next...oh, I'd say 10 or 12 years."

This caught the bird off-guard. "-I'll have you know that I'm still the best pilot in Star Fox!"

"Really? I kinda doubt that." Camilla had a cheesy grin on her face at this point. Today was probably the first day in ages Naomi had seen her relax like this. "Remember our little bet in Brawl?"

"B - wh - That was cheating!" Falco was definitely at the very least a little offended over the matter. "Your jet had light speed travel and inter-dimensional warping, for crying out loud!"

"Yeah, but it takes a skilled pilot to operate either of those." Camilla threw her head back and laughed. "You know, you're lucky jets and intergalactic travelers are banned this time."

"I still can't believe you two single-handedly got recreational aircraft banned from Smash..." Fox shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Camilla just innocently shrugged. "Wasn't my fault."

"...Actually, if I recall correctly, you're the one who didn't make the turn in time and -" Falco was quickly cut off by Camilla clamping a hand (covered in a blue-and-white glove) over his beak.

"Wwweeeee don't talk about that, ahaha...!" There was a bit of an almost nervous edge to her voice at this, but nevertheless she kept the same lighthearted ribbing tone.

Naomi just...kinda watched the three from afar until she felt too awkward to do so any longer. To alleviate this weird feeling in her gut, she finished off her granola bar (mm, white chocolate drizzle) and decided to look for a newcomer. Newcomers she was cool with only if she talked to one or two at a time. Repeating "hi I'm Naomi Liu I'm a jiang-shi" to five or more people right next to each other didn't seem too appealing to her.

Looking around, there was no one in particular that she really wanted to go up to. She was starting to think that coming down to talk to people was a very bad idea. Something caught her eye, and she turned to see a young man, perhaps about 19 or so, looking around with an absolutely bewildered expression on his face. This should be kind of interesting, Naomi thought as she made her way over to try and help him out.

"Hey. Something wrong?" Naomi asked.

He looked startled, and then turned to her. His hair was brunette and cut short, and he dressed in a similar color scheme to Camilla, with a blue coat (the sleeves torn off) on top of a white shirt. "Yes, I would like to know what magic powered our method of transportation earlier. It does not seem familiar..."

Well, someone thinking trains were magic wasn't the weirdest thing Naomi had seen this week alone. "The Smash Train?"

"...I believe that's what it's called."

"Well, they're powered - they're - uhhhhh - oh, how do I explain this?" Naomi struggled to figure out a way to explain it in a way that wouldn't go over his head; judging by the dialect, way of dress and not knowing what trains are, she would guess this guy was from around the 18th century. Did they even have trains in the 18th century, or is that the 19th century she's thinking about? Oh, this much thinking was making her brain hurt. As Cassandra used to jokingly say, 'Thinking gives you wrinkles.' Eventually, she settled with an explanation that seemed to cover the gist of it and still somewhat made sense.

It seemed to work for this guy, judging by the lack of a look of confusion on his face. "Amazing...!"

"I know, right?" Naomi chuckled. "Haven't seen you here before, by the way. You a newcomer to Smash or something?"

"Yes, this is my first tournament."

"Cool. I came back from Brawl, so I guess I'm a veteran." Naomi extended a hand. "I'm Naomi."

He took it. "And I am Richter."

"Nice to meet you, Richter." Naomi couldn't help but wonder what universe he was from. He'd probably be floored by all the tech Camilla had, if he was this amazed by trains.

Richter suddenly laughed as his eyes swept over Naomi's face. "What kinds of evil would someone like you need protection from?"

"Huh - oh, this thing?" Naomi touched the talisman on her forehead. The ink was manufactured by East Oclanians so it was like it was still fresh. On it was a phrase written also in East Oclanian, which translated to something along the lines of 'With this, the gift shall not be overtaken by her curse.'

"Talismans like those are usually reserved for good luck or to ward off evil spirits!"

Now it was Naomi's turn to laugh. "Honestly, it's more for your protection and everyone else's. Keeps me from losing control in my hunger spats and eating everyone's souls."

She was used to getting shocked silence after casually making such a declaration, so she didn't think anything of it and continued on. "Yeah, I'm a jiang-shi. Chinese vampiiiieeEEEEEEYAAAAAARRRGH-"

Naomi narrowly ducked as Richter hurled an axe at where her head had been just seconds before. Another went flying at her soon after, and she twisted to try and dodge this one too.

"Die, monster! You don't belong in this world!" Richter snarled.

It was probably the soul-eating thing, wasn't it...?

I'm starting to think I need to change my introductions, Mom. You'll never guess Richter's occupation.

Two minutes later, she found herself in an upper corner in the ceiling, using three limbs like Spider Man to try and keep herself up and the one arm she didn't use to try and block the axes to the face. She couldn't remember whether or not she used her wings to get up there, and frankly she didn't care. At some point, someone else joined in on the axe/holy water hurling, which turned out to be THE Simon Belmont; of course he was here, whoopdy-doo. She figured that now would probably be the worst time to tell them that axes were actually a weakness of hers, so could they please stop.

"Now, die, unholy demon of the night!" Simon chucked another axe at her.

"I - ow! - told you that - ow! - I'm not really a - ow! - a vampire! I'm more of - EYAAAARGH - a zombie than anything!" Naomi hissed, pressing her arm against her face as a bottle of holy water was thrown at her. "...Okay, that one didn't help my case, but - CAMILLAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

It was at this point Camilla came rocketing in like a missile straight out of the launcher, gunblade over her shoulder. "Naomi, what on Ravina- hey!"

"This Richter guy just - ow! - started going nuts on me after I told him I was a - [splutter] - a jiang-shi and then - I SAID CEASE - Simon Belmont here started to join in on the axes!"

Trailing behind Camilla was Samus, who, upon seeing the commotion, buried her face in one hand. "That's Richter Belmont, Naomi! He's a descendant of Simon!"

"And no one - ow! - thought to tell me this beforehand?!" Naomi shouted back. "You know, like a 'Hey, head's up - ow! - you're gonna be fighting with two - yowza! - vampire hunters, Naomi Liu, O'Great Last - ow! - Jiang-shi in the Universe?!'"

She blinked. "...Actually, come to - DANG IT SIMON I'M TRYING TO THINK HERE - to think of it, how are two - oof! - descendants of Belmonts fighting - ow! - in the same time period?"

"Don't think about it too hard, Naomi!" Samus hollered back.

Camilla, meanwhile, proceeded to slide in front of the Belmonts, arms extended, in a futile attempt to block the arc of the axes that were being thrown at Naomi. "Hey, hey, hey! Stop that!"

"Out of the way, madam!" Simon grunted in response.

"Don't you 'madam' your way out of this! She's not an evil vampire!" Camilla yelled back. By now, people were staring. This reminded Naomi of the very first time she met Camilla; how she had the shrill tone in her voice and people turning to watch her admittedly bizarre situation. "I dunno what beef you've got with vampires in your world, but in mine, the dominant species in our galaxies could be called that! This one -"

Here she pointed at Naomi, who now had slashes and bruises all over her arms and legs.

" - is our last hope against Queen Fatima!"

Naomi was hit on the arm by another bottle of holy water. Ugh, they were ruining her really nice dress. She actually liked it, and now look - it was torn and soaked with holy water. These two were gonna be the death of her one day, weren't they? Despite Camilla's efforts (one of them literally trying to pick up Richter and carry him away from the situation; which...failed, to say the least), they continued to throw axes at poor Naomi. Honestly, Naomi would have believed they would've tried to get her down from the ceiling to kill her with axes all night had she not been saved by a floating, omnipotent hand half a minute later.

Oh, boy, people were staring now. Reminded Naomi again of the very first time she met Camilla. This was depressing.

"That is enough, Belmonts." Master Hand rumbled.

Richter and Simon - halle-frickin-lujah - paused, mid-throw, though mostly in shock.

The hand continued. Naomi was never too sure how it managed to audibly speak, being, you know, a hand and all, but she had never been so grateful for it before. "In her world, Naomi Liu is a protagonist, as is Camilla Swann. You will not try to kill her or anyone else off the stage, even if you two are vampire hunters."

It actually worked. The two, though reluctantly, lowered their axes, and Naomi dropped down from the ceiling. People were still staring, and the room was mostly silent.

"...ANY-way, hi newcomers, hi veterans. I'm Naomi Liu, your resident jiang-shi, and I really need a nap." With that, Naomi decided to plod off to her room. One thing was for sure: that was certainly one way to start off her first day at Smash Ultimate.

Bonus Bit
Snake's Codec about Camilla

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Snake: Otacon, I need all the info you've got on this girl. She's huge.
Otacon: ...It's like she's from an anime...!
Snake: Otacon!
Otacon: Right, right, info.
Otacon: A-anyway, that's Camilla Swann. She's from a distant galaxy and was born in a planet called Ravina.
Snake: Ravina?
Otacon: Yes, Snake. They're most known for their white hair, extreme height and advanced technology.
Otacon: They say Ravinan tech is centuries beyond ours!
Snake: What about her fighting style?
Otacon: Camilla herself is pretty arrogant and cocky, but she's really fast, too; so don't let your guard down.
Otacon: You need to watch out for that gunblade she's carrying. It's good for long- and short-distance attacks.
Snake: Hrrngh. So I'll have to keep an eye out for that.
Camilla: Y'know, for a race all about chivalry, you two don't know that it's rude to talk about a lady in front of her.
Snake: Wh- how'd you -
Camilla: Get into your Codec? Like Otacon here said, we Ravinans have our tech.
Camilla: Also, you should probably make a footnote on your record about me that my name's pronounced "Kuh-mee-yah."
Snake: ...That's what you're worried about?
Camilla: Yep! You don't understand how peeved I get about this stuff.
Camilla: Oh, Otacon, if it helps any, I do, in fact, speak Japanese too. Take that as you will.
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