"Finally, that battle is over!" Zelda cheered, clapping wildly. Samus
appeared behind her. "Great job, Sam!"
"Thanks," Samus said. "Geez, that battle was too easy. I'll bet ol' Ganon
is going to be pretty ashamed of himself for a while!"
"Zelda," Peach interrupted. "Our battle is supposed to be next, but its
only half past four!"
"You're right," Master Hand agreed. "I'll ask the audience."
"Ask them what?" Zelda asked, as he went sailing away.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!" Master hand roared. "WE HAPPEN TO HAVE AN EXTRA
HALF HOUR ON OUR HANDS, SO WE HAVE TWO OPTIONS!! WE CAN INTERVIEW BARBARA
STREISAND" (the crowd booed) "OR WE CAN INTERVIEW TWO OF THE NEXT BATTLE'S
CONTESTANTS, PRINCESS PEACH AND PRINCESS ZELDA!!" The crowd cheered.
Apparently, they were all for the last option.
"What?!" Peach and Zelda yelled in unison.
Suddenly, they were both transported to the stadium, into to two chairs
next to Master hand.
"Go on," Master hand urged. "Say something."
"Um.hi," Zelda said slowly. The crowd erupted. "Okay.speeches today sure
are easy to make."
"Master hand," Peach started. "How on earth could you possibly plan an
entire interview with only a half an hour?"
"I dunno," Master hand answered. "Are you perhaps suggesting that we do
something else, Princess?"
Peach shrugged. "I dunno. How about you, Zel?"
"I dunno. Master hand?"
"Hey, we can't just spend thirty minutes saying 'I dunno.' That would just
be stupid."
All of a sudden, Peach got up and kicked the legs of Zelda's chair. With an
"oomph!" the Hylian princess fell back.
"Peach, what on earth was that for?" Zelda asked, rubbing her back.
"I don't know. We have to do something," Peach said. She smiled and winked.
Zelda grinned back.
"Okay. If that's how you're going to play." she said. Zelda sprang up and
grabbed Peach's wrist. "Take this, you poophead!" In a whisper that only
she and Peach could hear, Zelda counted to three. The Mushroom Kingdom
princess flipped in the air, as Hyrule's princess twisted her arm. It
looked like Zelda had spun Peach around, when in reality, Peach flipped
herself.
"OHHH!" Peach cried in false agony. "HOW RUDE!!"
She got to her feet, and the two princesses circled each other, jabbing the
air with their fists. Then suddenly, Peach erupted:
"WWF! WWF! STEEEEEEEEEVE AUSTIN!! WWF! WWF! STEEEEVE AUSTIN!! STEEEEEVE
AUSTIN! STEEEVE-"
Trying hard to suppress a laugh, Zelda brought her fist over Peach's head
and whacked her. At least, that's what it looked like. Instead, Zelda
stopped her clenched hand millmeters from Peach's head. The toadstool
princess fell to the ground and did not get up.
"Hey, that's no fair!" Master hand complained, though also trying not to
laugh. "You're battle's not going to begin for a little while."
"Speaking of which," Zelda interjected. "Why don't you bring up who will be
fighting this one with us?" She brushed away a loose strand of hair and
helped Peach to stand up.
Luigi and Dr. Mario appeared out of nowhere. "These are the teams," Master
hand announced. "Blue-Luigi and Zelda. Yellow-Peach and Dr. Mario!!"
The four smashers were transported back to the trenches to change. "Good
luck, Zellie," Peach said, putting on a brown wig.
"Good luck to you, Peachie," Zelda responded. "But you don't even stand a
chance, sister!"
The two of them shook hands, and stepped back out to the trenches.
