A loud rock song had started playing. Zelda fell out of her chair from the noise. Her ears were extremely sensitive, and the blast of sound almost knocked her out. Link helped her up. "THIS IS A GREAT PARTY, HUH SUMMER?!" Young Link shouted over the music. "WHAT?!" "NEVER MIND!"
Link and Zelda stared, astonished, at Marth and Samus. The two of them were doing the twist, and were soon joined by Kirby and Jigglypuff.
"Jiggly jigg!" Jigglypuff jigged.
"WHAT DID SHE SAY?" Kirby asked over the noise.
"THAT THIS IS THE BEST NIGHT OF HER LIFE!" Mewtwo answered, who had begun to twist as well.
Zelda stood up and grabbed her moping date. "C'mon Link," she said. "We need to make this our first dance!"
Link's jealous feelings immediately vanished, as the two of them rushed onto the dance floor and began twisting.
"I never would have guessed," King Harkinian chuckled, from inside the kitchen. "I expected Zelda to come with Marth."
"Nope," said Impa, smiling. "I think she's like Link for a long time, and just not want to admit it. Trust me, I know these things. I used to be twenty-one you know, at one point."
"Yeah, a looooonng time ago," King Harkinain joked. Impa hit him on the head with a frying pan.
"Oops. Was that a crime?"

Meanwhile, Mario and Peach were discussing the tournament. "You know, Link-a is a very-a good fighter," Mario stated, taking a bite of his shrimp head salad. "He is-a very impressive. Zelda is-a too."
"Come on Mario," said Peach, seizing his arm. She had watched Link and Zelda doing the twist, and thought they'd been twisting a little too close. The pair had stolen the camera's attention, and Peach wanted to steal it herself. The song playing now was quite slow. "Dance with me."
"What? But-a I don't-a dance!"
"You do now!"
"But what-a if I-a refuse?"
"I'll hit you on the head with a tennis racket."
"Okay."
Zelda, in the meantime, was eating green (shrimp-less) salad. She had to giggle when Link called it "rabbit food," and yet was now eating Nana's popular shrimp head salad.
Young Link and Summer were attempting to copy Marth and Samus, who were gracefully dancing to the dragging song. Summer was having a bit of trouble, but Young Link (who was leading) was actually doing quite well.
Zel put down her fork. "Are you as good at dancing as your younger self?" she asked curiously in an innocent tone.
Link nonchalantly glanced at the dance floor, then spat out a shrimp head. "Augh! My younger self is slow dancing!"
"Oh really? I didn't notice," Zelda said sarcastically, taking Link's shrimp head out of her hair.
Link turned back to his salad. "Well, I'm glad you don't want to." Then he glanced up. Zelda was looking at him pleadingly. "Oh no. No! I do NOT slow dance! There is no way I'm going up there!"
"Oh, please Link?" Zelda pleaded. "Pleeeaaasseeee? We need something to remember tonight by-you know, something stupidly romantic."
"Well.why don't you just kiss me and save us the humiliation?"
"Oh, like that wouldn't be humiliating? Link, you're not supposed to rush these kind of things! They need to taaaaakkkkeee tiiimmmee.You don't just go 'oh *kiss* I love you!'" Zelda smiled. "I'll get there. Eventually."
Link shoved his hair behind his ear. He cleared his throat, stood up, and extended his hand. "Pardon me madam," he said in his most gentlemanly voice possible. "But may I have this dance?"
Beaming, Zelda took his hand and stood as well. On their way to the dance floor, Zelda whispered to Samus, "Be sure to blow up any reporter who mentions yesterday's battle."
"Got it," said Samus, strolling causally towards the news men to hear what they were saying.
"You know, I've never really slow danced before," Link admitted, giving Zelda a twirl. "And as far as I know, neither has my younger self."
"Are you kidding?" Young Link asked, who was waltzing with Summer near by. "I've been taking dance lessons for two years now!"
"Well, I think you FORGOT to tell me that."
"Oh Link," Zelda laughed. "Stop being to rude to your pesky younger self. Oh, that reminds me-" she was interrupted by another twirl. "If you were to battle against Young Link, wouldn't it be hurting you because you're him in the future?"
"We thought about that," Link explained. "And that's why we teamed up last year. I guess that I'll just have to hope that they never make us fight each other this time."
"They better not!" Young Link added. "For your sake."
"You know," said Peach, who was 'dancing' with Mario on the other side of the room, "This would be better if you were taller."
"Hey, is it-a my fault-a that shortness is-a in my-a family?" Mario asked. "Or would-a you prefer-a Luigi?"
Peach sighed. "Well no, but this just feels a little awkward, and people are beginning to stare."
Mario was so much shorter than the princess, that she was practically holding him up. His feet were not touching the floor.
"Jiggly-jig!" the pink pokemon piped up.
Peach glanced at Mewtwo. "She said that she thinks its cute."
"Hey Mario," said Kirby. "I like that hat."
"Thank-a you, very-augh!"
It seemed that the wad of bubblegum like Mario's hat SO much, that he swallowed the plumber whole. Of course, this really didn't go with the whole slow dance thing, and looked quite weird. Mario was spat out, and Kirby grinned, wearing a similar hat.
"Hey! You can't do that to my date!" Peach whispered loudly, hitting Kirby on the head with her golf club.

Fox and Falco were staring dreamily at the all of the dancers.
"It makes me wish that I wasn't the only fox around here," said Fox.
"I hear you," Falco sighed. "Sheesh, how LONG is this stupid song?!"
"I don't know," said Fox, checking the case. "But keep it playing."
"Why?!"
"Because I said so. Besides, this song is nice." Falco rolled his eyes.

"Thank you, Link," Zelda whispered.
"For.what? The dance is over yet."
"I know. I mean for saving my life all those times. Of course, all I ever did then was say 'thanks' or 'thank you' and 'do come again.'" She sighed. "I just wish that there was something MORE that I could do.to really show my appreciation, but I don't know how to word it."
"Well, I guess I'll just have to imagine what you're trying to get through," said Link with mock sorrow, and a false sigh.
"Ha ha. I'm sorry, but I just feel like I'm being so ungrateful. I know I've said this to you repeatedly, but I really mean it! I am completely in your debt."
"Why are you bringing this up now?" Link inquired. "Like, instead of all those years ago?"
Zelda was hit by a sudden realization, but shrugged it off. "I don't know," she finally muttered. NOTE: DO NOT READ IN A 'SEXUAL' FASHION!!! (like my brother..!)

"Wow," Gannondorf said approvingly.
"What?" asked Bowser, walking up to his table.
"I just never thought that ol' fairy boy over there would ever get the guts to do a slow dance. I mean, especially with Zelda."
"Why shouldn't he?" Boswer asked. "I mean, he's braved the dangers of fighting with you before, hasn't he?"
"Hey, that is nothing compared to dancing, brother," said Ness, who was accompanied by Nana.
"Tell me about it," Nana giggled. "You spent almost two hours beating around the bush to ask me, and then dashed off after hearing me say yes."
"You know, Zelda tangoes pretty well," Ganon chuckled. "I wonder if she's as good at slow dancing as she is at doing that. Too bad, I'll probably never know.
"Nor I," said Marth darkly, sitting down next to Ganon. "I mean, I've spent over a year trying to get Zelda to like me, and all I've done in the process is-"
"Annoy her," Nana finished for him. He glowered at her. "Well, it's the truth! Zel can sense it when people push it too far. You should try being more like Link. Be considerate, and shut up when you feel it necessary."
"Are you telling me, PRINCE of Altea, to shut up?!" Marth, Prince of Altea roared, almost shouting.
"Well, not directly," Nana explained. "You should just learn to become aware of when she's irritated."
Marth flicked one of her shrimp heads in her face.

The song was slowly coming to a close, which traditionally ended with a dip. Peach decided to give her plumber a hand, and ended up dipping him.
"Wow," said Link, still bending over the Princess. "I've never dipped someone before."
"I knew you had it in you," Zelda breathed, beginning to lean forward. And then, to Link's enchantment, she kissed him. Once again it was lasted longer than she had anticipated, but she didn't care. Link pulled her up, and she threw her arms around his neck (still kissing him). King Harkinian stared. Peach, Roy and Marth glared. And Impa danced around in circles. (THERE!!! ARE YOU SATISIFED GRAHAM???!!!!????!!!??)
In fact, the only reason Zel stopped was because a tremendous earsplitting sound came blasting from the doorway.
A man was lying on his back, looking like he was burned. Samus lowered her arm. Zelda noticed that the arm of the bounty hunter's normal suit was under her gown's sleeve.
The princess hurried over. "Sam, what happened?"
Samus laughed. "Nothing really. This guy over here just thought it was so ironic how one minute you were throwing Link off the edge of a building, and the next you're kissing him! Actually, it IS kinda funny. But I still did as you said and blasted him."
"Uh, thanks Samus," Zelda said. She turned to the other reporters, who were focusing the camera on her. "Don't just stand there, you freaks! Get this guy to a hospital! NOW!"
The news crew quickly took action.
The song playing now was a quick swing beat.
"Care to dance, Zel?" asked Roy, extending his arm.
"No thank you," Zelda answered sweetly. "I want to go talk with Link, if you don't mind."
Sulking, Roy stormed over to the wall by the kitchen door.
"Well?" Marth asked, who had been waiting there.
"She said no."
Marth grunted with annoyance. "At this rate, she'll never pay attention to us again."
"And it's all Link's fault," observed Roy coldly.