A/n: Sorry for the really really really really long delay. I got lazy n stuff. I won't make excuses this time. I would like to thank alllllll the people who took the time to read and/or to review it. Enjoy!
Morning light cracked the barrier of darkness. Everyone returned to their respectful places for the night. Except for some.
***
Roy stretched out his arms and hung onto what they touched. His eyes still closed, he snuggled into the warmth. After a few minutes realizing that there's something else in the bed with him, he opened his blue orbs. His drowsy gaze brought him to a sleeping Link.
"Oh fuck no!" Roy shouted before falling of the bed. Link woke with a jolt.
"What? What happened?" he scratched his blonde head. He looked at the naked Roy on the ground. The hero of time almost jumped himself.
"What the hell happened last night?!" they shouted at each other. Link chucked a pillow at Roy's waist area. They were blushing uncontrollably.
"Did you do this?" Roy looked accusingly at Link.
"If I was drunk like a maniac, no! Did you?"
"I would never ever do such a thing!"
"Then why is my ass so sore?" The red head looked like he was about to puke.
"Holy shit! They got this on tape too!" Link pointed his finger to the camera.
"I'll break it!" Roy grabbed his sword and started to slash and break the video recorder to pieces. After Roy's venting, the other swordsman looked at the pieces questioningly.
"Where's the ribbon of tape that's usually in a video tape?" A pause.
"Uh oh…someone took it out."
***
Sheik slowly regained her senses. First was her touch. Something heavy pushed her back onto what felt like dirt. Second was her hearing. Something was breathing, other than herself. Third was her vision, which brought up the rest of the senses. With everything collected, she analyzed and reacted. Falco was resting on top of her.
"Crap monkey! Get off!" she swiftly twisted her legs upward to stand and to kick him off.
"Damn…it's that time of the month already?" Falco glared at her from the ground. She hastily checked her clothes. Ripped open cloth and scars dotted her body. Falco have some feathers torn off with matching cuts.
"What the fuck happened?" Sheik rudely asked.
"Lemme check," He said, spotting a camera. Dusting it off, the blue bird hybrid rewound it and played it on the mini screen connected to the side.
"Hey, look. You're chasing Fox," he snickered. Sheik frowned.
"Lair. I wanna see," she shoved Falco off to the side and took hold of the tape recorder. The masked one barely got a fair look before Falco snatched it back.
"Hey! I didn't get to see!" she lied.
"Too bad," he pushed her leaning face away from the screen. "I can't wait to blackmail Fox!"
"Wait, you're gonna show that tape to people?"
"Mmmaybe, why do you care?"
"Dumbass, I'm in it!" she pulled out her needles and aimed for the camera. Falco eeped, stood up and ran. Sheik smirked as the tiny weapons landed on contact. The confused fighter was about to ask what use it had when the camera exploded.
"Hey! You owe me 2000 dollars now!"
"Well, it's better than showing that to the smashers." Falco looked mischievously at her.
"The 2000 is for the camera, not the tape." He tossed a rectangular object up, letting Sheik get a good look at it. She growled appropriately.
"Give that to me!" she charged at him. He sidestepped and watched her fall to the floor.
"Nyah nyah." He grinned, starting to scamper away. She looked up from the dirt.
"Not so fast!" she tossed one end of her chain to his legs that wrapped around them effectively. Falco fell with an 'oof' and tried to claw away from Sheik.
"Let go, you whorehouse reject!" his kicking did nothing but piss her off even more.
"Here fishy fishy fishy!" she taunted. The fed up Falco whipped out his gun and repeatedly shot the chain until it broke. By then, Sheik was in tackling range. With a growl, she launched herself into him, trying to wrestle the tape out of his hands. A beam of red quieted them both, watching the tape fall to the ground. Many other beams followed after it, making the tape jump. They turned their head to where the production of lasers came from. It was a bit too late, because Fox threw the emptied gun onto the battered and shot tape with much anger. Fox's head turned so eerily, it could've been mistaken as a take from The Exorcist. The previously bickering two looked at Fox with a bit of fear. Fox glared at both of them.
"You two are a sick bunch of fuckers," he spat. Much relief left them as the angered Arwing pilot stomped away.
"Now you owe me 2010 dollars."
***
"Hurry it up!" Ness shouted. "I wanna take a swing at the sandbag too ya know!"
"Beep boop bzzt click," Mr. Game and Watch replied. Of course, nobody understood him. The sandbag blinked questioningly at the 2d smasher. He's been standing in front of it for almost an hour.
"What's taking him so long?" Ganondorf asked Mario. The red capped one shrugged.
"C'mon Game and Watch! We don't have all day!" Luigi hollered.
"Pichu chu pi!" Pichu didn't wake up early to wait. Mr. Game and Watch tried to ignore the complaints and lightly poked the sandbag. Then, out of a sudden burst of emotion, Mr. Game and Watch clung onto the sandbag and spoke words of apology in his tongue.
"What's up with this guy?" Ness asked. Everyone other than Mr. Game and Watch had the same question in mind.
***
Dr. Mario placed his clipboard down on Captain Falcon's temporary nightstand.
"You're lucky her metal boot hit your abdomen instead of your...." he trailed off, clearing his throat. The racecar driver looked a bit tensed and relieved. Peach came in with her white dress on and whispered something to the doctor.
"Seems like you have a visitor," Dr. Mario said before leaving the room with Peach. Samus, dressed in her suit, stepped in. Captain Falcon paled.
"Oh, no no. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to...um..." she strolled to his bedside and took a seat.
"To...?" he asked.
"Uh...to....apologize to ya." she looked down at her feet after mumbling the last part. The racer smiled.
"I'm healin'. It's ok with me as long as you don't do it again." He could feel Samus beam from behind her helmet.
"And I was here thinking that you were going to be an ass about it." Her voice seemed to make light of it.
"Nah, I couldn't hate you," he replied, smiling. Samus gave him a thoughtful glace.
"Why not?"
"'Cause…I can't." he said simply.
"Tell me why."
"No…it's ok."
"Telll meee!"
"No thanks."
"Tell me!"
"I pass."
"I'll annoy you." Captain falcon was getting amused.
"Try it." After the dare was requested, Samus pressed a button on her forearm. Speakers of many sizes popped up from the corners of her body.
"TELLMETELLMETELLMETELLMEEEE!"
"Alright alright alright alright!" his hands were clamped over his ears. The female bounty hunter pushed the button and the speakers sunk back into her suit.
"I love my new feature," she grinned. "Now, what were you going to tell me?"
"Geez, are you on a sugar rush or something?"
"I had a cinnamon roll for breakfast. Besides that, why can't you hate me?" The former bounty hunter sank under his sheets and mumbled something.
"All I heard was a "You" and a "me". Now fill in the blanks!" He muttered something again. Samus looked at him with disbelief.
"You….your…." she started to say, trying to recover from the shock.
"Yeah….I'm….afraid that you'll hurt me ok?" then he began his rant about what could happen to his face while Samus burst out laughing.
"Hey! I see what you do to Fox and your bounties!"
"So is that why you wear a mask?" she smirked. He nodded, to her surprise. The mecha smasher then thought of something.
"What do you look like without your helmet thingy?" she poked his forehead. He shrugged.
"Like a person?"
"No, I mean, like what color hair, eyes, etc."
"Oh! Uh…I'll take off my helmet if you do too." He grinned. Hell, everyone knows Captain Falcon has been in love with Samus. Except Samus, of course. People thought that she could really see well with the stupid helmet on.
"Surrre…" she popped of her helmet and set it down on the bed. She looked at her companion.
"Um….no offence, but you kinda look more stupider than you usually are." He stayed staring until Samus pulled of his headgear herself.
"Hey!" he tried grabbing back the helmet, but Samus threw it across the room. Captain Falcon dipped his head under the blanket.
"No fair! I didn't get to see!" she pulled on the bed sheet. The racer's fingers gripped tightly on it.
"I wasn't ready…" He spoke through the cloth, trying to escape. Samus pinned him down by his shoulders.
"Ready or not, lemme see!" she sat on his legs and took off the cloth from his face. Sandy blonde hair sprawled all over the pillow and deep brown eyes stared up at her.
"Happy?" Samus lifted an eyebrow.
"What's the big deal? You look normal!" She got off of him and crossed her arms. "Well….you do look pretty cute." He smiled at her and she returned it. She lightly blushed, turning her face away. Captain Falcon wouldn't allow this moment to pass. He gave her hand and pulled her down, planting a kiss on her lip in one swift move. He was expecting a slap in the face, but Samus seemed decided to relax and kiss back.
Mewtwo stopped to observe the two from the partly open door. He narrowed his eyes. 'Stupid humans.' He thought. 'Why does it take such a long time to do something so simple?' he floated away from them. A little black rectangular box followed him
***
In another part of the hospital wing, Marth was regaining his consciousness. His fuzzy vision started to clear and he discovered where he was. And who he was next to.
"Damn sick bastard's awake," he heard someone mumble. The blue haired prince tried to turn his head, but felt a sharp pain around his neck. He groaned in pain.
"Haha, looks like I kicked your ass real good," the voice said again. Interestingly, there was a mirror prepared for Marth to look around the room. He discovered that he was covering in casting and bandages. His right leg hung in front of him and Popo was lying in the bed next to him. He was in worse shape. He looked more like a cocoon.
"How'd you land here?" Marth croaked. Popo looked a bit embarrassed.
"Ehh, my sister got me in here. The only thing she didn't do was break my neck." He cleared his throat to show that it's why he could speak.
"Why…?" Marth started. The male ice climber already knew what the question was.
"I told her crush that she liked him. I thought it'd be funny." He looked at his condition. "I guess I was wrong. Either way, she likes someone else ok?"
"Wh-what are you…talking about?"
"Did I hit you on the head too hard?! Hello! You were practically after her the whole day yesterday!" Marth groaned as he tried to remember.
"Bah, deny it all you want. She has a boyfriend now, if you haven't noticed." He shifted his eyes to the window planted on the door. It was easy for Marth to see who was outside, but it wasn't easy to take in.
"Nana…and Young Link?"
***
Quiet and cozy, Young Link watched the time go by. Nana was lightly leaning against his shoulder, napping soundlessly. Numerous thoughts chased around the young boy's head. Does anyone remember anything about last night? Will anyone find out it was his fault? What will happen to the smashers now? Instead of sighing, he smiled. It was all fun and games. And with him and Nana, well, they decided to be good friends until they were old enough to know what real love is. Young Link sure as hell doesn't know. The pink clad ice climber stirred and rubbed her eyes.
"What time is it?" she mumbled.
"Still morning."
"Oh, that helps." Nana helped herself sit up. She yawned and turned her attention to the Yoshi that stopped in front of them.
"There's a meeting Mewtwo wanted us to come to. Wanna go?" the dinosaur asked. They both shrugged.
"Sure I guess," Young Link replied, seeing no harm in it. Nana quietly agreed and waved good-bye to Popo as they went by the window.
***
Everyone in the movie room was confused, but still chattered. Waiting for Mewtwo wasn't too long. Waiting for everyone to quiet down was.
"GODDAMNIT SHUT THE FUCK UP!" the extremely annoyed Pokemon shouted. All eyes were on him now. He cleared his throat and began.
"I bet you're all wondering why you're here. Well, it's to see a simple video tape I found around the Smashers' home." He waited for people to mumble their comments. Roy and Link looked nervously at each other.
"This video show 100% NC-17 (A/N: YA HERE THAT FF.NET?!!? NC FUCKING 17!!) and I would like to ask the younger smashers to leave the room." The psychic cat watched Ness, Nana, Young Link and Pichu leave. He continued.
"What you are about to see may affect you in a mental disturbing way. Now, any who have a weak heart, please leave." People were getting impatient. After more of Mewtwo's ranting, he started the video. What was projected in front of the adult smashers utterly surprised them all.
***
The youngsters just finished a game of Sorry when the rest came out. The children saw the variety of expressions on their faces. Some were disgusted, some looked evilly amused. Comments like "Dinky Link" or "His equipment doesn't match" were made. Of course, the kids didn't know what they were talking about, but saw Zelda screaming at Link. A very bruised and bloodied Link. Everyone watched the Princess shout profanities and words of disgust before leaving. Roy had disappeared during the screen and is probably hiding with Kirby.
Link had collapsed after everyone was gone. He muttered about death to Mewtwo and how much his head hurt. Young Link stayed, telling Nana to go off somewhere else. The youngest swordsman leaned over Link, grinning. Link slightly opened his eyes to look at the up side down looking Young Link.
"Love hurts, don't it?"
A/N: YAY! It's done! Whoooo!