Everyone stood up and began to walk to their rooms (which they had been shown earlier). They all started walking down the hallway, and Falcon was walking behind them.
"Oh shoot," Samus whispered.
Of course Falcon, who had been doing the Three Little Pigs to his fork as opposed to listening to Peach, thought that they were all playing a game of follow the leader.
"I get to lead next, Zelda!" he shouted to the woman in front.
"Go to your room, Falcon!" she laughed.
"Geez, what did I do?" he asked, as everyone departed.
Summer and Zelda were bunking together. "Wow!" said the younger one. "Two days! I can't believe I'll actually be able to see the Super Smash Brothers Melee Tournament for real!! I mean, instead of watching it on tv."

"Good," said Zelda, who was beginning to take out some of her things. "I'm glad you're so excited."
"What, to see you beat up everyone in person?!" Summer shouted. "It'll be the best experience of my life! I bet my friends'll all be soooo jealous!" She also began to move her stuff from her bag to one of the drawers.
Zelda was taking out one of her many pairs of gloves, when a small note fell out of it. She picked it up, and smiled as she read it.
"Whatcha got there, Zellie?" Summer asked.
Zelda, who had seemed to have gone into her own little world, was brought back to earth. "Oh, uh.it's nothing." She stuffed the note back into her glove, still smiling to herself with immense pleasure. The note had been from Link, several years ago on Valentines Day. That was the infamous day when her father had introduced her to "the pocket protector guy." In an effort to cheer her up, Link had sent her a letter that said:

"Roses are Red, Violets are blue,
and all I can say is that guy with the pocket protector
IS NOT FOR YOU.
-Link
P.S. Hint hint"

Once she had received the note, the Hylian princess had slipped it into her glove so her father wouldn't find it.
"Not even remotely romantic," Zelda whispered to herself with a laugh.
"What?" Summer asked.
"N-nothing."

Meanwhile, Fox and Falco were having a heated argument.
"YOU GOT THE TOP BUNK LAST YEAR!!" Fox shouted.
"I DID NOT!" Falco shouted back.
"DID TOO!"
"DID NOT!"
Link knocked on the door, and opened it slowly. Fox and Falco turned sharply in his direction, breathing loudly. The swordsman looked around the room.
"Uh.guys?" he asked.
"WHAT?!?!" they screamed.
"Why are you arguing about the bunk?.there are two twins in here."
And suddenly, it hit them. Link was right. So, there was no top bunk, and there would be no fighting over it. Of course, there was the problem about who got the bed closest to the wall.

Humming to herself, Zelda walked into Peach's gym with Summer.
"Wow, I can't believe it!" the girl who wasn't Zelda shouted. "I actually get to watch one of the Super Smash Br.sisters TRAIN!!! AND FIGHT! I AM SO TOTALLY LUCKY!!"
Zelda smiled to herself at her little cousin's enthusiasm. "Since you're so excited about it," she began. "Why don't you decide what you want me to work on for you first?"
"OKAY!" Summer shouted, totally into the idea. "Make that flame thing come out of your fingers!!"
"All right," Zelda laughed. She looked around for a high spot, and chose a large row of wooden planks. Using a rope, the princess climbed up to it. "I need to be in a high area in order to do it," she explained. Carefully, Zelda stepped onto a podium-like thing that was built beneath her target. She jumped up, aimed at the board, and a huge flame burst out of her hand. The boards were reduced to a crisp.
As she began falling (and Summer started screaming hysterically), Zelda reached a hand down beneath her, planning to land gracefully. However, before she had a chance to hit the mat, someone caught her in their arms.
She turned her head, and was looking directly into Marth's eyes. He was smiling, apparently convinced that he had saved her life. She blushed slightly, and pushed herself out of his tight grip.
"Marth! Heh.heh! So.nice to see you.erm, t-thanks."
He laughed. "Oh, I knew they should have only kept the brothers thing in this tournament. I mean really, you could have like died if I didn't jump in and catch you."
At this, Zelda was enraged. She knew perfectly well she could have landed without getting hurt in the slightest. Before she could stop herself, she put her arm straight ahead and stiffly in front of her. It was only inches away from Marth's confused face. "YAH!" She pulled back her arm then threw it forward again, releasing a very powerful (and yet small) ball of fiery energy. Just in time, Marth ducked, and the flame singed his hair. He looked at her with a expression of great confusion. "Princess," he said. "Whatever was that for?" Suddenly, Zelda realized what she had done, and quickly lowered her hand. "Oh, I was, um.showing Summer some other moves of mine," she responded lamely. She grinned weakly, as Marth felt his hair for damage. "Well I think it was uncalled for to show her din's fire on me," he said. "But I guess I'll let it go, seeing as how I'm not injured seriously." He stared at her for a moment, then turned and started to walk towards the courtyard. "I'll uh, be in the court yard if you.need me." Zelda rolled her eyes, and Summer laughed. "It's not funny, Summer." "Hi, Zelda." Link was approaching her, and she smiled winningly, remembering the note she had rediscovered in her gloves. "Want to uh, do a bit of training together?" he asked bravely. "Sure!" she answered, smiling again. As they walked off to a different section of the gym, she decided to bring up the note. "Link, do you remember that dorky guy with the pocket protector that I met a few years ago on St. Valentines Day?" she asked. Link shivered. "How could I forget, Pri.Zelda?" She laughed. "That was the same day you sent me that first-could you call it one?- valentine!" She laughed, and Link blushed furiously. "Oh yeah, I remember that," he answered. "I was telling you how horribly you two matched up." Zelda was burning to tell him what else he'd written, but decided to wait. "Okay," she said. "How should we start?" Summer, who had been tagging along behind them, said, "Ooh, Link! Use your bombs! Those are so cool!" Link laughed. "All right. I guess you can try to dodge 'em, Zel." Suddenly, he reached behind him and pulled out a bomb. He threw it right at the princess, who put her hands over her head and ducked. The hero of time laughed. "That was so very graceful," he remarked sarcastically. Zelda prepared herself this time, as Link tossed another bomb in her direction. She leapt over it, and it missed her by several feet. "Ha, ha, you missed," she teased. Then she glanced at the pink gown she was wearing. "This gown is getting annoying. I'll be right back." She quickly exited the gymnasium, and Young Link entered. "Hiya, older self," the boy said. "Hello, Mini-me," said Link. He laughed hysterically, and Young Link rolled his eyes. That joke was getting reaaallly old, and he could not even compare in any way to Mini-me. It was almost insulting. "Hi Summer," Y. Link said politely. "HI, YOUNG LINK!!" she shouted in his ear for no apparent reason. "Can I watch you practice? Zellie's gone off to change or something." No one had ever requested to watch Young Link train for anything, and he was quite flattered. "Sure," he said. They walked off to a wall with ten ropes hanging by it from the ceiling. "Okay Link, now I'm ready." Link turned, and his jaw dropped. He had never, EVER seen a royal person, let alone ZELDA, dress like this before. She was wearing jeans with flairs, and a Hello Kitty T-shirt. Instead of pearly pink heels, she was bearing Puma sneakers. She ran a hand through her hair, waiting for Link to say or do something. "Uh, uh, uh.ummmm-" "Oh, stop gawking and let's get going. Where'd Summer go?" "What? Oh, she went to go watch me practice." It took a second for Zelda to understand what he just said. "Well, come on, Link! We've only got two days to practice!" Zelda's agility was improved greatly by the jeans, and she wished that she could wear them in the tournament (both princesses were forced to dress royally). Link was astounded by how easily she seemed to be dodging his attacks, and wondered when she'd let him rest. After back-flipping to avoid Link's sword, Zelda noticed that her hero had collapsed onto the hard gym floor. Wiping her brow, she walked over to him and helped him up. "You okay, Link?" she asked. "Uh, just a little tired I think. Mind if I rest?" "Oh, not at all." The two of them made their way over to some benches and sat down. "Link, there's something that I've been meaning to talk to you about." Zelda began slowly. He noticed that she was fiddling absentmindedly with a belt loop on her jeans. "Yes?" Link asked, rolling up his sleeves from the heat (it wasn't really hot, but he was sweating). "You do remember that end-of-the-tournament party Ash, Misty, and Brock held for us last year, don't you?" she asked (the first official tournament had been held in the Pokemon's world). "Yeeaahh.what about it?" "Well, I know that I went with Marth, but I really.wanted.to." For some strange reason, Zelda fell onto Link's lap, in a deep sleep. He looked up, only to see Jigglypuff looking away and whistling. "Hey, what did you do that for?!" he asked, trying not to move too quickly. "She was about to tell me something important, and now I'll bet she's forgotten all about it!" Jigglypuff's face puffed up. "Jiggly-jig, puff puff-Jiggy!" she screeched. Mewtwo, the appointed translator, translated. "She says 'That is irrelevant. She and Peach refused to help me in my hour of need, the.poops.' Ugh, that expression is getting thrown around waaay too much." The two pokemon walked away, leaving a thoroughly annoyed Link.