©2002 This story was written by Katie (oh sure! Like I'll give you my last name!). It is totally 100% fictional, which is why it's a fanfic! If you wanna use it on your webpage, then you must e-mail me at katiec@nb.sympatico.ca. If I find my fanfic on your page without my permission, then I will personally kill you. Have a nice day :P!
SEVERE FOREWARNING! Some silly shounen-ai, cursing, some . . . interesting couples (very out-of-the-ordinary O.o), people who are extremely out-of-character, lemon-lime-flavoured humour, and much more naughty fun :D you have been warned! Also note that I really hate Ness, so he will be harmed periodically throughout. Enjoy!
[A/N: I mean nothing against gay people in this fic! If someone calls a homosexual character "queer", it's probably because they're pissed off. I also don't mean to offend anyone if it appears that I am using homosexuality as an insult. These are not my own views. I mean not to offend, and if I do, I'm VERY sorry!]
LEGAL SSBM DISCLAIMER: © 2001 Nintendo and HAL Laboratories. I don't own any rights for the game (peh! I wish! I wish I owned . . . yeeeheee . . . LINK too ^^).
Super Smash Bros. Melee: EXPOSED (Part 6)
The girls continued their truth or dare game until the wee hours of the morning. By 4 AM, only two spoonfulls of Samus's special concoction had been downed, and Zelda and Peach reentered.
"What took you so long?" asked Jigglypuff suspiciously. Peach and Zelda looked at eachother and grinned.
"Our boyfriends needed a nice long 'chat'," said Zelda with a slight yawn. "Anyway, we may be tired but we still want to play! Keep going." Samus smirked.
"That was a great show you guys put on out there," she said with a laugh. Peach and Zelda snorted.
"I guess they believed it, too," said Peach. "You should've seen 'em! Sitting there, panting lustily like a bunch of lovedrunken idiots-" (aside from DK, who was drunk on more than just horniness) "-and grinning like morons," she finished. "I think they believed us, don't you, Zel?" Zelda laughed.
"I'm pretty sure they did. Anyway, time's a-wastin'! It's 4 AM and I still wanna play! Let's go, already!" she said. Samus grinned.
"Daisy," she started, "truth or dare?" Daisy looked up at the ceiling pensively.
"Truth," she said. The other girls began to boo and hiss. "Hey, shut up! Truths can be just as bad as dares! Go on, Samus." Samus smirked a bit.
"Do you have a little crushie-pooh on Wariooo?" she asked with a giggle. Daisy's face went from a normal flesh-colour, to a Yoshi-boot red colour (and that's quite the shade of red!! I mean, look at his boots! No, they're not a muddy brown-red, they're not a brick red, they're not even pink in the slightest essence, THEY'RE BRIGHT RED!! I mean, what the - er, whoops! Going off-topic, sorry about that!! heheh. . . .).
"What makes you think that?" she asked. Samus laughed.
"I've seen you, Daisy, crying on his shoulder, being mean to every other man in existance BUT Wario, baking that chocolate cheesecake JUST for Wario at that picnic yesterday and snapping at anyone else who wanted to eat it! Daisy, admit it!" she exclaimed, pointing an accusing finger at the Sarasaland princess. Daisy looked down.
"I'll say this much," she said, "and that's that he has been good to me. I took the breakup with Luigi very hard, and Wario's been there with me the whole time. He's a gentleman, he respects the way I feel, and unlike Luigi, he would never try to hurt me. So, I suppose I've formed a slight crush on him, then, yes." The other girls started to giggle.
All except Nana, of course.
How does one go about becoming a princess? she thought to herself with a mental sigh. But then, she realized something. Of course! I don't really need to be of royal BLOOD to be a princess, I just need something that needs ruling! Something like a village, a town, a city, a kingdom, a planet, or . . . a star!
Suddenly, just as Jigglypuff was daring Samus to drink a half-cup full of leftover dishwater, Nana stood up with a big grin on her face, and she left the room.
"Hey, Nana!" Zelda called after her. "Where are you going?" Nana grinned.
"I'm going to become a princess of a star!" she shouted gleefully. Peach gave her a soft smile.
"Going to try for Bowser's heart again?" she asked. Nana blushed slightly.
"Erm, well, yeah! Can you princesses help me with my costume later on?" she asked hopefully. Zelda smiled.
"We'd be more than happy to, Nana!"
Captain Falcon awoke draped - stark naked - over a washing machine as the sun shone into his eyes from the nearby window. He yawned, then remembered last night's events.
Okay, he thought, I know that Zelda and Peach didn't really do that, because that was the fakest thing I've ever heard, but just the implication was good enough for me. Too bad she took off on me. . . . He pushed himself off the washing machine, stretched, and stood, then turned around.
And there stood a very wide-eyed Popo, carrying a laundry basket.
"What the fuck!?" the disgusted boy exclaimed. He shielded his eyes. "Gross, man! Put on some clothes! I mean, I know you and Peach got it on last night after she and Zelda . . . heh heh . . . fond memory . . . but anyway, I know you and Peach got it on last night, but that doesn't mean you can parade around the laundry room wearing nothin' but your birthday suit! Now for goodness sake, put on some clothes and call me when you're out of here so I can do my laundry without being around naked men! Thank you!" Without a second look back, Popo spun around on his heels and walked out of the laundry room. Captain Falcon's face went red, then he quickly shut the door.
I officially feel stupid, he thought.
At the breakfast table, a new rumour was quickly being spread.
"I heard that tonight there's going to be a party for you guys," whispered a shadow as it passed by Peach. Since Peach was a gossip wizard by nature, she grinned broadly and hissed the rumour into Samus's ear.
"Party?" she asked. "Sounds fun!" Of course, soon the entire table knew, and everyone was buzzing excitedly. Except for Marth.
Marth was sitting down with two pieces of seedy-looking toast (no, not poppyseed, you moron! And not sesame seed, it was an adjective describing the fact that the toast looked rather measly, disgusting and pitiful, duhhh!) sitting in front of him, untouched.
"Hey man, are you going to eat that?" asked Roy, pointing to the cooked bread. "I'm famished." Marth shook his head and hand gestured toward the toast, not saying a word. Roy stopped smiling.
"Hey, Marthin' Man, what's up?" he asked, noticing his friend was more than slightly depressed. Marth simply shook his head, which made Roy frown. "Dude, the last time you stopped talking like this was when N*Sync released a new album. Seriously man, what's up?" Marth sighed.
"I think Link knows," he muttered. A huge pang of guilt washed over Roy, and he gulped.
"Euuhh, really? What makes you think that?" he asked nervously, hoping Marth wouldn't notice the fact that he was really trying his best not to blurt out the fact that Link really did know, and that Roy himself had been the one to tell him. Marth sighed again.
"He's been avoiding me really badly, and whenever I've tried to talk to him the past few days, he hasn't looked me in the eye. Was it that obvious?" he asked sadly. Roy sighed.
"Look . . . Marth, I need to tell you the truth," he said guiltily. Marth glanced at him with an air of suspicion. "I . . . I told him." Then, Roy noticed the hurt and angered look on Marth's face, and he quickly carried on. "But I'll tell you now that I was stoned off my bunkbed when I told him that, and my weed-smoking days are over since then," he finished. Marth still looked hurt, but slightly less so.
"How could you tell him, though!? Stoned or not, you promised you wouldn't tell," he said sadly. Roy sighed.
"Look, this relationship he has with Samus . . . it's . . . hard on me, too," he muttered. Marth looked at Roy strangely.
"Why would it be hard on you, unless you were gay like me, which I know you're not, or you . . . like Samus!!" he exclaimed with a grin. Roy gave him a harsh look.
"Would you shut the fuck up!? She'll hear you! Or worse yet, Link'll hear you! Last person I want to have a swordfight with is Link." Just then, Master Hand walked in.
"Uhhmm, Link and, uh, like, Roooy? Yeah, they want you to come fight and stuff," he said stupidly. Roy's eyes widened, and Marth laughed.
"Shi-hi-hiiit! That was the last thing I needed right now!" Roy muttered as he stuffed Marth's toast into his mouth and followed Master Hand out.
Nana was grinning broadly as she returned from the mall down the street (she had received special permission from HAL to go there) with a handful of papers which claimed she owned a star (named after her, only called "Nanaland", please forgive the awful parody), and a shopping bag full of hair-things, a tiara, jewelery, and a beautiful (and fecken expensive!! I had to pay for the damn thing 'coz I'm the author!) yellow-and-blue gown. Yes, it was the day my wallet died. *COUGH* Anyway, Nana walked up the walkway and into HAL. Greeting her there was Y'Link.
"Hey, Nana! What's in the baaag?" he asked curiously. Nana shrugged.
"You'll have to find out later," she replied curtly as she breezed by him. Y'Link frowned.
"Come on, at least tell me you got me a present!" he shouted after her. Nana quickly pulled a hair clip from her bag, and tossed it backwards at Y'Link, who grinned and started playing with it.
"Awww, this thing is so damn cool! Too bad I don't know what it is," he said. He shrugged, and continued playing with it.
At noon, Roy returned from his and Link's battle with a bloody nose, a double black eye and many tattered clothing articles and assorted cuts and bruises. He plopped down beside Marth, who was there looking at him strangely.
"Man, Roy!" he exclaimed. "You look like you were just hit by a truck!" Roy groaned in response.
"I was," he muttered, "and its license plate read 'Link'." Link passes them and patted Roy on the back a bit.
"You okay there, man? I'm awfully sorry," he said. Samus glanced at Roy from the end of the table.
"Aww, you shouldn't have gone so hard on him, Link! I mean, look at the poor guy!" she said sympathetically (ooh, that's a big word. . . .). Marth smirked, and Roy suddenly reddened slightly and went into a slight stupor.
All of a sudden, that whole ordeal seems well worth it, he said with a mental sigh. Link looked at him oddly.
"You, euh, okay there, Roy?" he asked. Roy snapped out of it as quickly as he snapped into it.
"Uhh, sure! Fine! Never been better!" he proclaimed with a false grin. Link frowned.
"Er, you need a Kleenex, man? Your nose is dripping blood," he said. Roy produced an even wider false grin as the blood from his nose dripped onto his empty plate with a loud "plop".
"No no," said Roy, "I'm fine!" He wiped the blood away with his sleeve, then after a moment, realized what he just did. He grinned innocently, then walked away to change his clothes, grabbing the plate and dropping it in the dishwasher on the way out.
Nana sat in the girl's washroom, waiting for the other three princesses to arrive to help make her look more princesslike. Nana was wearing her new gown, and it looked absolutely adorable on her. As she sat before the mirror, adjusting the dress, Peach, Daisy, and Zelda walked in, chittering excitedly, when they saw Nana, and their faces melted into big smiles.
"Awww, Nana! You look adorable!" Peach cooed. Zelda nodded in agreement.
"That gown is simply darling!! It must've been expensive!" she said. Daisy grinned.
"So, what do you want us to help you with?" she asked. Nana looked at the ceiling pensively, then tossed her huge bag of haircare supplies, makeup, accessories, and all that other expensive shit (can you tell I'm really fired up about having to pay for all that cack? :D) onto the floor in front of the other princesses. She smiled.
"I want you to help me with everything," she said. The three original princess looked at eachother, grinned, then looked back to Nana.
"Gladly!" they all said in unison. Come on, they're princesses, of course they're going to want to do makeovers, teehee.
Mr. Game & Watch and Dr. Mario were both very heartbroken from when Fox and Falco turned down autographs, plus beat the living shit clean out of 'em. They were moping around in the living room, when Donkey Kong saw them. Now, being a complete drunken fool, DK figured that since they were sad, he'd go ask them for a favour, because maybe it would cheer them up? He slumped toward the saddened duo, and gave them a look of pure . . . drunkenness. He held out a little black book, and G&W and Dr. Mario looked up.
"'Ello, blokes, 'owzit going?" DK asked. Before G&W and Dr. Mario could even open their mouths to speak, DK interrupted. "Ohh, good good," he said. "Listen up, fellahz, I need to ask you a favour." G&W and Dr. Mario both sighed.
"Figures," Dr. Mario muttered sadly, "the only time anyone wants us is for a favour. Oh well, go ahead, DK, what is it you want?" Donkey Kong took a large finger and pointed at a blank page in his "little black book".
"Ah, well, y'see I wos wonderin' if maybe I could have your autographs?" he asked hopefully. Dr. Mario and Mr. Game & Watch's eyes widened.
"Us!?" they cried in unison. "You want our autographs?" Donkey Kong nodded slowly.
"Well, yeh," he said. "I mean, Game & Watch here, 'e's quite old school then, isn't 'e? I mean, 'e's quite a celebriiity? And you, well, Dr. Mario, you're pretty old school as well, aren't you? Well you're both quite pop'lar-" Wait a second, DK! They're not TREES! "-Sorry, sorry, I meant popUlar, right?" Dr. Mario and G&W looked at eachother and shrugged.
"I guess we're kind of popular," Mr. Game & Watch said. Donkey Kong gave them both a grin.
"See, then? There you go! You're both quite popUUUUUUlar! So that's why I want your autographs!" he said, taking a pen out of his back pocket (what, you think he wears real fur!? Nawww, DK's against cruelty to himself) and handing it to the two excited friends. Fox and Falco watched from the doorway.
"I'm glad DK did that for us," Fox whispered. Falco nodded in agreement.
"Yeah. This way, we can apologize, and not even ruin our reputation! Man, life is sweet when you've got a drunkey monkey as a pal," he replied, also in a whisper. The two felt really guilty about turning down the two little guys the day before, although they would never admit it. So, they convinced Donkey Kong to act as their apologizer, just so they wouldn't ruin their reputation. Kinda pathetic, isn't it?
"Man, Kiara and Jamey would be happy to see us now, wouldn't they?" Fox asked dreamily, thinking of his girlfriend Jamey back home. (SORRY ZYABOR ^_^;;; I HAD TO INCLUDE THEM!!) Falco nodded, thinking of his own girlfriend, Kiara.
"Yeah . . . man, I miss Kiara," he said sadly. Erm, okeeey, let's leave 'em alone before they get all sappy and sad and sentimental and stuff. If there's one thing that really makes me feel bad, it's watching two grown woodland creatures tearing up over their girlfriends who are thousands and thousands of miles away, probably in someone else's arms, thinking about how awful their boyfriends are for leaving them all alone in the face of . . . Falco and Fox glared at me angrily. Uh ohhh. . . .
"Thank you soooo much, Nekonezume," Falco growled. Meep, I didn't know birds could growl. Then, Fox and Falco reached out and grabbed me as I was writing this very sentence, and dragged me off to - AHHHHHH!! Oh no, they're gonna go beat me up! GUYS!! I'm not a character in this game!! You're making a huge mistake! AAAAAHHH, oh fuck, there's no point in trying.
Well, after I was beaten up repeatedly and I missed out on several other events in this whole damn household, supper was over, and the stupid party had started already. Sometimes I really wish I hadn't made those two such terrible troublemakers. Buuuuut, anyway ^^. Yes, well, the party had started, and people were getting drunk all over the place. Jigglypuff and Pichu walked into the room holding hands (and looking SUPER-ADORABLE!!), and for the first time in ages, Pichu wasn't high off anything but his newfound love for Jigglypuff. Kirby and Pikachu glared at the happy couple jealously, but then quickly remembered that they, too, were (supposed to be) a couple. Quickly, they hopped over and started to kiss, hoping they would make Jigglypuff jealous in the slightest bit (in case you haven't noticed, they haven't exactly fallen in love with eachother just yet, and their relationship isn't exactly functional). Of course, this didn't work at all, because Pichu and Jigglypuff were too busy talking and laughing happily. They sat down on the couch, each with a glass of some non-alcoholic beverage of some sort.
Donkey Kong was actually . . . NOT DRUNK. I know. At a party, the only place where EVERYONE should be completely drunk off their high-hats, and DK is utterly SOBER. Well, anyway, Donkey Kong was sober for one reason, and that was because for the first time ever, he was going to be completely serious, and he was going to. . . .
Ask Nana out.
Yes, it was true, DK really liked Nana, and he always had, for years and years now. Finally, he thought that tonight would be the night; the one night where he could really let loose, have fun, and not look like a moron, because for once, he wouldn't be Banana-Hammahed!! . . . OK, that was EXTREMELY lame, but you KNOW I HAD to say it ^_^. So on this night, while the heavy music was pumping-
"She's so lucky, she's a star!" sang Britney Spears from the . . . okay, what the fuck!? Come on now, DJ Crazy Hand, put on some good music for once!
"Last night, I had a dream about yooou," sang . . . woohoo, Daft Punk! Ohh, good choice, DJ Crazy Hand! Anyway, on this night while good ol' Daft Punk was pumpin' over the speakers, DK was frantically searching for Nana, but he couldn't find her anyway. Pikachu and Kirby were making out in the corner (taking sideglances at Jigglypuff and Pichu every so often, to see whether or not Jigglypuff looked jealous in any way, which of course, she did not), so DK thought he'd do everyone a favour and interrupt them.
"Hey, guys, have you seen Nana around?" he asked hopefully. Pikachu and Kirby immediately stopped kissing, and looked at Donkey Kong with very surprised looks on their faces.
"Donkey Kong!" Kirby exclaimed. "You're not drunk! Does this mean you're going after Nana for realties this time!?" DK nodded slowly.
"Yeah, I mean it for realties. Have you seen her?" he asked hopefully, but Pikachu shook his head slowly in dismay.
"Sorry, man, I haven't seen her since noon. Come to think of it, I haven't seen Zelda, Peach, or Daisy since then, either," he said. At the mention of Daisy's name, Wario stopped dead in his tracks as well.
"You haven't seen Daisy either!?" he exclaimed over the loud music of . . . ohhh, Lagwagon! Maybe I'll just kind of . . . go off and join the party, and I'll let this fanfic . . . euuuh, write itself, with my magic Quick-Quote Quill! And no, I have no shame, stealing a Harry Potter item -_- maybe Marth should borrow it, he likes his Harry Potter cornflakes . . . but anyway, catch you guys later!!
Wario looked worried.
"I've been looking for her ever since noon!" he exclaimed worriedly. "I wonder where she is?"
Daisy, Peach, and Zelda all gave Nana a once-over, deciding whether she really looked fit to be called a princess or not. Once the once-over was finished, they all looked at eachother, and grinned.
"Can I see? Can I see?" Nana asked hopefully. The three other girls looked at eachother, winked, then spun the new princess around. Nana stared in the mirror in shock.
"Do you like it?" Peach asked hopefully.
"We used our very best techniques," Zelda added. Nana's mouth was gaping.
"I . . . look like a . . . princess. . . ." she whispered in awe. Yes, she did indeed look like a princess. Her hair (which was really rather long, but it was always done up in a ponytail inside her hood, so it was rarely seen) was done up in a high bun that was decorated with pearls and other precious gems and such, along with sequinned combs. She wore a small, golden tiara that was laced with sparkly rinestones. Several strings of pearls and fine stones of many sorts were draped around her neck, as well as rings of the same stature around her fingers. Her face was made up to look similar to Peach's, only with her eyes being dotlike. Her little mouth was drawn cutely with pink lipstick as well, and her eyes were made up with some alluring purple eyeshadow. She wore long yellow gloves on her hands and a pair of white-gold bracelets around each wrist. In addition, on her feet she wore a pair of dainty blue high-heels. She looked beautiful. She sat there for about five minutes, simply gawking. The other princesses' patience was wearing thin.
"What do you think?" Daisy asked. Nana smiled.
"I . . . I love it!" she exclaimed. The other princesses grinned at one another.
"Now to make your grand entrance," Peach said.
Back at the party, Roy was talking to Link, who was hammered straight (ahaha, no pun intended), who was making out with Samus.
"So Link, I really don't believe you. How straight are you, really?" Roy asked. Link looked up and winced.
"Maaahhnnn, I'm so straight I bet I could fuck a guy (or vice versa) and not enjoy it in the slightest bit!" he exclaimed with many a drunken slur and hiccup. Roy looked to the camera (or he would, were there one) and wiggled his eyebrows with enthusiasm. Then, he turned back to Link.
"Gee, man, I still don't believe you. Why don't you prove it?" he asked with a grin. Link sighed and got up from the floor where he was on top of Samus (who was also insanely drunk). He staggered slightly, and Roy had to hold him up.
"Dude, I didn't know you were gay," Link muttered. Roy smacked himself on the forehead.
"I'm not gay, you dumbass! Marth is!" he shouted. Link nodded.
"Sooo, you want me to prove it to Marth?" he asked, sounding even more slurred. Roy almost didn't understand him.
"Yeah, go with Marth," he said with a grin. Link shrugged.
"Okay," he replied. He staggered off. He was far too drunk to make decisions for himself that night.
Mewtwo was sitting beside Marth at the barstools. You see, the entire place had been changed around for the party. A bar (plus barstools) had been added, tables were added, a few lounging couches, some television sets (two of them complete with GameCubes, one of which Luigi was playing Luigi's Mansion on), and even a stage where a turntable was set up (although DJ Crazy Hand wasn't doing a whole lot of scratching; he was basically just putting the tracks on). Anyway, Mewtwo was sitting beside Marth at the barstools, lonely and drinking a 7-Up. He sighed loudly.
"I'm so lonely," he mumbled. Marth chuckled sadly as he knocked back a wine cooler.
"Tell me about it," he muttered. Mewtwo held out his glass of 7-Up, proposing a toast.
"Here's to being lonely," he sighed. Marth oblidged, and clinked his bottle against Mewtwo's glass. Then, they both took a drink. Suddenly, a woman's voice was heard behind them.
"Mewtwo?" came the voice. Of course, Mewtwo recognised this voice straight away, and he perked right up immediately. A grin slowly formed on his previously sad face.
"Joanna?" he whispered. He spun around, and there stood his lady, smiling.
"I missed you so much, Mewtwo, I had to come see you," she said. Mewtwo quickly grabbed her and gave her a big hug.
"I missed you too, Joanna!" he exclaimed. "Celebii even gave me a poster she found of you so that I could see you whenever I wanted." He stopped talking, and they broke the hug. Then, Joanna moved in closer, and she kissed him. Marth watched in awe as the slight kiss turned into a rather full kiss, with Mewtwo's and Joanna's hands running all over the place. Then, they both stood (still kissin') and made their way out the door and toward the dorms. Marth sighed.
"So much for being lonely with someone," he muttered. And then, of course, Link walked up behind Marth.
"Heeeyyy, Marth," Link said in a very drunken voice. Marth spun around and looked at him, and he suddenly blushed.
"Ohhh, Link! I'm so sorry Roy told you about . . . about, er, well, me!! If you never want to see me again, I'll completely understand, and I'm really sorry!" he cried. He babbled on for another moment, until Link told him to shut up. Then, he leaned closer.
"Y'know, Marth," he said, slurring his words. "I wouldn't mind makin' it up to you." The poor guy was so unbelievably drunk that he hadn't a clue what he was doing. He leaned even closer so that his mouth was right by Marth's ear.
"Howzabout we go back to the dorms and have a bit of fun?" he asked. Marth couldn't believe his ears!! Was Link being serious, or just stupid? Or was it the alcohol talking? Either way, Marth decided to take advantage of the situation.
"Sure!"
Zelda, Peach, and Daisy entered the room.
"DJ Crazy Hand, we beg a moment of silence, please," said Peach, and DJ Crazy Hand quickly turned the music off. Peach got up on stage and grabbed the microphone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your attention please," she said. Everyone turned around and looked up at her. "Tonight is a rare night. This evening, you will meet a new princess. This princess comes from a galaxy far, far away; from a bright and shining star of hope; the star of Nanaland. I welcome to you all, Princess Nana!" As Peach gestured to the doorway, Nana walked out in her princess attire and the whole room broke into applause. Bowser's eyes were wide.
"She's a - a princess?" he hissed to no one in particular. He grinned and started to walk up to the new princess, just as DK was.
"Princess Nana, can I talk to you please?" DK asked. But just then, Bowser interrupted.
"Nana, I was wrong about you," he said. "You really are a princess, and I'd be happy to be with you!" Nana's eyes widened and a grin spread on her face.
"You mean, for real!?" she cried excitedly. Donket Kong suddenly looked hurt, and he looked at the floor.
"But, Nana. . . ." he muttered sadly, "I've been in love with you for years. . . ." Nana's mouth dropped, and she snapped her head around to look at him.
"R-really DK?" she asked, feeling sorry for the sad monkey. DK nodded slowly. "Gee, DK, I didn't know. Well . . . now I can't choose who I want to be with now." Nana sighed, but then, Daisy popped up betwen the three.
"I have an idea," she said with a grin. "Why don't you make them have an insult contest? First one in tears misses out on your luv!" She giggled.
"Hey, that's a good idea!" said Zelda. Nana looked reluctant.
"I dunno, guys, it seems sorta, well, mean," she said. But then she glanced at DK and Bowser, and saw that they were shooting lasers at eachother with their eyes.
"I'll do it," said DK affirmatively. Bowser nodded.
"Let's go, asshole."
Later on, in the heat of the insult fight-
"You're so dumb that when you have a brainstorm, it's a light drizzle!" shouted DK.
"Oh yeah?! Well yo' mama's been married so many times she's got ricemarks on her face!" Bowser retorted in return.
"Yo' clothing style is so loud, Snap, Crackle and Pop are jealous!"
"Yo' mama's such a ho, she changed her name to Lucy!" (no offense to people named Lucy; it's a pun, a play on words!! Think of it for a sec, it'll come to you if you're perverted enough :p)
"Oh yeah, well your mother was a hamster, and your father smelt of elderberries!" DK shouted triumphantly. Bowser raised an eyebrow.
"Man, I knew you were unoriginal, but taking insults from Monty Python!? You are low!"
Wario snuck by the fight and grabbed Daisy, who was spectating excitedly. He pulled her away into the dorms to talk.
A bit later, people were watching the heated battle off-and-on. However, just then, the door that lead to the outdoors opened wide, and in came a group of characters who hadn't been in the game. . . .
First, Sonic and Tails entered, then in came Bomberman, and then Conker and Gregg the Grim Reaper came in. Everyone stopped - even DK and Bowser - to see what was going on. They looked kinda scared, because this little bunch of characters looked slightly pissed off. But then, they grinned.
"Dude, we came here to party!" Sonic exclaimed with a grin. "Let's see some booze!" A few loud "BOOM BOOM BOOM"s were heard outside, and nervously, everyone looked out the window. There, they saw . . . A HUGE EYE!! The eye fixed its gaze onto Y'Link, then widened.
"Ooooh, pretty boy!" came an unmistakably feminine (and rather ditzy) voice. A huge hand reached through the door, and it grabbed Y'Link then brought him outside.
Finally, later on that night, gunshots were heard. Everyone REALLY stopped this time. Then, a few masked people entered. One of them was rather tall and scary looking. Suddenly, he started barking orders in a foreign tongue.
"Aprovação, você filhos das cadelas, ataca-as primeiramente!" he screamed, pointing at a group of people by the bar.
"Sim senhor!" his lackeys shouted in unison.
"Esta é uma vara acima! Não qualquer um movimento!" the main dude shouted again.
Oh dear, it would seem that our unlikely heroes are in trouble! Except for the ones who are "busy", that is. Will they make it out alive!? Will we ever understand what that idiot was saying?! Are Marth and Link really doing it!?
"OhhHHhHhHHhh, Link, I love it when you-"
Tune in next time to find out more!!
END OF CHAPTER SIX
A/N: Yes yes, this, most interesting, chapter is finished ^_^ I lived to write this chapter, that is most certain!! I wrote it as quickly as I could, as I will be doing with the rest of the fic, so I can go onto another fanfic I REALLY, REALLY want to write! Unfortunately for all fans of this series, it won't be rated R, nor will it have any cursing, shounen-ai, sexual innundo, and it won't have anything to do with SSB. In other words, fans of this fic won't like it at all ^_^. BTW, that's the end of the shounen-ai couplings, so don't worry!! Oh yeah, that masked guy was speaking Portugese. If you wanna find out what he was saying, go to http://world.altavista.com ^_^.
Saaooo, only one person e-mailed me about the fanpage ;_; I would really, REALLY appreciate it if you guys sent me feedback about the fanfic webpage idea. I need to know if people would actually PARTICIPATE. Anyway, thanks ^_^. PLEEEEEEEEEASE comment on it PLEEEEASE!! *grips onto your ankles and kisses your feet, sobbing uncontrollably*
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*AHEM* . . . Sorry ^_^;;;. Right. Well, PLEASE comment on the idea. PLEEASE. I think I've begged you enough.
Thanks to my good friend Zyabor (go read her fics now, damn you!) for letting me include her characters Jamey and Kiara (although I didn't ask her, I hope you don't mind, Zyabor!!). Oh yeah, does anyone wanna add me to their MSN? ^_^;;; I get so bored now and then. My MSN e-mail thing is stoopid_cooper@hotmail.com, so yeah, please add me!!