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dialogue, and some.. other things.. hehe R&R!!!!!!
Fox muttered a curse under his breath. "Falco!" he yelled into the communicator, "Damn it, get back here! It's too risky!" "Give that shit a break, Fox," Falco's voice transmitted, "I go in and I get out, it's too fucking simple!" He ended their connection. "Falco? Falco! That bastard!" Fox closed his communicator in frustration.
He looked out the window of the StarFox, and spotted Falco sprinting towards a white building. Falco stopped and looked around him cautiously before he entered inside. "Come on.." Fox whispered. Minutes ticked by. Beads of sweat trailed down the side of his face and was soaked up by his fur. Time went on slowly.. it was past thirty minutes since Falco entered the building.
"Crap!" Fox punched the screen door button, and exited through the roof of the ship. He flipped his laser gun set to stun, and made his way to the building. Fox leaned against the white wall of the building, breathing heavily and slowly. Closing his eyes, he summoned a deep breath, and charged in.
Falco was inside, paying the clerk twenty dollars, and received his change. He turned around and saw Fox cocking his gun to the poor man over the counter, who ducked down in fright. "Aw come on, Fox," an irate Falco said, "I told you I'd get the pizza." Fox frowned as placed his gun back.
"I..I was so afraid you forgot 'bout the anchovies," Fox stammered. Falco flipped open the carton to reveal the toppings. "All right!" Fox reached in and grabbed three slices. "Yo man, share!" Falco said as he pulled away. They made their way back to the StarFox and ate. "I love Papa Johns!" Falco exclaimed. "Hey, hey! Watch it with all that cheese!" Fox said as he dangled a long string of parmesan from the controls.
Falco bit into a slice, when he cried out in pain. "What the fuck is this?!"
He pulled out a metal disc embedded in the middle of the anchovies. The electronic lights beeped, and suddenly flashed brightly. "Jeez!" Falco yelled out and dropped it on the ground. It vibrated and began humming. There was a sudden pop, and a small sheet of paper floated into the air. Fox grabbed it before Falco and the two of the wrestled to see who would read it.
"You're invited to - hey!"
Falco pushed Fox's face away as he held the paper in his other talon.
"To the premiere of the annual - CRAP!"
Fox shot the paper out of his talons with his gun and jumped in midair to catch it. Falco scrambled from below and pinned his legs down to the ground. They grunted and yelled as the slip of paper fell silently to the ground. "Get out!" "YOU get out!!" Both of them crawled on their elbows and each pulled at an end of the paper, struggling against each other.
"Annual Smash Brothers assembly at HAL laboratories, Nintendoland," they both read aloud. "What's that supposed to mean?" Falco asked. "It means," Fox stood up with a grin, "We're taking a short trip."
~Elsewhere, others were receiving the same message~
Twenty-four characters were gathered in a large auditorium. Kirby from a distant star was bouncing up and down in his seat, while Link of Hyrule was trying in vain to calm his younger look-alike cousin. "Oh please! The fashions in Mushroom Kingdom is clearly the best!" Peach and Samus of Metroid were engaged in a heated argument. Pokemon Pichu walked up cutely to Bowser, holding a Fire Flower he found lying around.
"For you," he squeaked, and kicked his tiny feet bashfully. Bowser raised an orange eyebrow, and batted Pichu into the air with his tail. The yellow tuft bounced around the room, zipping past the refreshments table where Pikachu was helping himself to a bottle of ketchup, hurtling between Princess of Hyrule Zelda and Nana and Pop, over the heads of Jigglypuff.. followed by Mewtwo.. Fox and Falco stealing the cream puffs.. Yoshi.. and was saved by Donkey Kong.
"Pichu!" the Pokemon cried out in happiness and wrapped its arms around the hairy chest, "Thank you!" Donkey Kong grinned idiotically. "Me found tennis ball!" Pichu looked up. "Huh?"
The next moment, he was wacked in the rear by a tennis racket and sent spinning off again. "IIIIIIII juuuuuuuust waaaaaaaant toooooooooo beeeeeeeeee looooooved!!!!!!" he cried.
In the commotion, the room grew suddenly dim. Everyone turned their attention to the stage, where a light shined upon two giant gloved hands. "Thanks for coming, people," said the hand on the left, "We are" "pleased that you have all attended," the right hand spoke. "This year's Smash Brothers assembly," the left one finished off.
"Now to"
"the chase"
"you've all been selected"
"to help in creating"
"the best"
"four-player action"
"Nintendo game"
"ever."
"Things will"
"get started in the morning"
"after you've slept"
"well, no duh."
"Ladies to the east rooms"
"and guys to the west."
"No"
"sharing"
"ha"
"ha"
"ha."
With that, they left the stage, and the room was lit normally again. "Uh..," Ganondorf said and looked around him, "Did that freak you out?"
~~Very brief intro! Most of my chappies are around seven pages long, but this is good enough to start off with. Readers: It's STUPID!! Elfboylover: ARRGHH!! DON'T GET BORED YET!! PLEASE, I PROMISE SOME REALLY NICE JUICY STUFF IN THE NEXT CHAPTER IF.. I get enough reviews. *evil grin. *gets hit by a Bob-omb. *ow..
Fox muttered a curse under his breath. "Falco!" he yelled into the communicator, "Damn it, get back here! It's too risky!" "Give that shit a break, Fox," Falco's voice transmitted, "I go in and I get out, it's too fucking simple!" He ended their connection. "Falco? Falco! That bastard!" Fox closed his communicator in frustration.
He looked out the window of the StarFox, and spotted Falco sprinting towards a white building. Falco stopped and looked around him cautiously before he entered inside. "Come on.." Fox whispered. Minutes ticked by. Beads of sweat trailed down the side of his face and was soaked up by his fur. Time went on slowly.. it was past thirty minutes since Falco entered the building.
"Crap!" Fox punched the screen door button, and exited through the roof of the ship. He flipped his laser gun set to stun, and made his way to the building. Fox leaned against the white wall of the building, breathing heavily and slowly. Closing his eyes, he summoned a deep breath, and charged in.
Falco was inside, paying the clerk twenty dollars, and received his change. He turned around and saw Fox cocking his gun to the poor man over the counter, who ducked down in fright. "Aw come on, Fox," an irate Falco said, "I told you I'd get the pizza." Fox frowned as placed his gun back.
"I..I was so afraid you forgot 'bout the anchovies," Fox stammered. Falco flipped open the carton to reveal the toppings. "All right!" Fox reached in and grabbed three slices. "Yo man, share!" Falco said as he pulled away. They made their way back to the StarFox and ate. "I love Papa Johns!" Falco exclaimed. "Hey, hey! Watch it with all that cheese!" Fox said as he dangled a long string of parmesan from the controls.
Falco bit into a slice, when he cried out in pain. "What the fuck is this?!"
He pulled out a metal disc embedded in the middle of the anchovies. The electronic lights beeped, and suddenly flashed brightly. "Jeez!" Falco yelled out and dropped it on the ground. It vibrated and began humming. There was a sudden pop, and a small sheet of paper floated into the air. Fox grabbed it before Falco and the two of the wrestled to see who would read it.
"You're invited to - hey!"
Falco pushed Fox's face away as he held the paper in his other talon.
"To the premiere of the annual - CRAP!"
Fox shot the paper out of his talons with his gun and jumped in midair to catch it. Falco scrambled from below and pinned his legs down to the ground. They grunted and yelled as the slip of paper fell silently to the ground. "Get out!" "YOU get out!!" Both of them crawled on their elbows and each pulled at an end of the paper, struggling against each other.
"Annual Smash Brothers assembly at HAL laboratories, Nintendoland," they both read aloud. "What's that supposed to mean?" Falco asked. "It means," Fox stood up with a grin, "We're taking a short trip."
~Elsewhere, others were receiving the same message~
Twenty-four characters were gathered in a large auditorium. Kirby from a distant star was bouncing up and down in his seat, while Link of Hyrule was trying in vain to calm his younger look-alike cousin. "Oh please! The fashions in Mushroom Kingdom is clearly the best!" Peach and Samus of Metroid were engaged in a heated argument. Pokemon Pichu walked up cutely to Bowser, holding a Fire Flower he found lying around.
"For you," he squeaked, and kicked his tiny feet bashfully. Bowser raised an orange eyebrow, and batted Pichu into the air with his tail. The yellow tuft bounced around the room, zipping past the refreshments table where Pikachu was helping himself to a bottle of ketchup, hurtling between Princess of Hyrule Zelda and Nana and Pop, over the heads of Jigglypuff.. followed by Mewtwo.. Fox and Falco stealing the cream puffs.. Yoshi.. and was saved by Donkey Kong.
"Pichu!" the Pokemon cried out in happiness and wrapped its arms around the hairy chest, "Thank you!" Donkey Kong grinned idiotically. "Me found tennis ball!" Pichu looked up. "Huh?"
The next moment, he was wacked in the rear by a tennis racket and sent spinning off again. "IIIIIIII juuuuuuuust waaaaaaaant toooooooooo beeeeeeeeee looooooved!!!!!!" he cried.
In the commotion, the room grew suddenly dim. Everyone turned their attention to the stage, where a light shined upon two giant gloved hands. "Thanks for coming, people," said the hand on the left, "We are" "pleased that you have all attended," the right hand spoke. "This year's Smash Brothers assembly," the left one finished off.
"Now to"
"the chase"
"you've all been selected"
"to help in creating"
"the best"
"four-player action"
"Nintendo game"
"ever."
"Things will"
"get started in the morning"
"after you've slept"
"well, no duh."
"Ladies to the east rooms"
"and guys to the west."
"No"
"sharing"
"ha"
"ha"
"ha."
With that, they left the stage, and the room was lit normally again. "Uh..," Ganondorf said and looked around him, "Did that freak you out?"
~~Very brief intro! Most of my chappies are around seven pages long, but this is good enough to start off with. Readers: It's STUPID!! Elfboylover: ARRGHH!! DON'T GET BORED YET!! PLEASE, I PROMISE SOME REALLY NICE JUICY STUFF IN THE NEXT CHAPTER IF.. I get enough reviews. *evil grin. *gets hit by a Bob-omb. *ow..