Super Smash Brothers Book #1
Ch - 9 Healing Fruit
Forgo: SMASH!
He charged towards us, and man he was fast.
Dust: GET OUT OF HIS WAY! @_@
We barely leapt out of the way of the huge monstrosity. He kept on running,
but stopped a split second later when he realized he hadn't hit us.
Spinning around, he swung his club angrily.
Forgo: I SMASH YOU ALL!
We stood ready...Steve and I had leapt to one side and Salem was a bit
further away from us since he'd jumped to the right rather than left. He
unsheated his sword and flew at Forgo.
Salem: You're really starting to irritate me!
He flew up at the ogre's face. He was moving fast enough that he was a blue
blur. Forgo growled and swung his massive fist at the flying Blue Link. His
arm blew right past Salem, which left Forgo open for an attack. With a wave
of his sword, Salem put a large gash through the side of Forgo's boulder
sized head.
Forgo: GRAAHHH!!!
Before Forgo could retaliate in any way, Salem was hovering right in his
face. Using force and anger I'd never seen or thought Salem could even
have, he slammed into Forgo's face hard. This caused the big, yellow
behemoth to take a few steps back. Other than a few painful grunts, the
monster was unscathed.
Forgo: Gh...Grrtt!!
Salem: Heh, now to finish this!
A blue blast formed in his open hand. He was about to throw it but was cut
off. Steve and I watched in horror.
Forgo: FORGO SMASH BLUE BUG!!
His massive arms reared back, club in hand. He swung his tree sized club
into Salem so hard, that the Blue Link form diminished and he flew into the
ground. He was himself again, and not moving. The fall had been so harsh,
that a crater formed from his body.
Dust: SALEM!!!!!
I ran over to him as fast as I could. Steve just watched Forgo, his eyes
wide, both of them not moving. Forgo watched stupidly as I ran to Salem's
fallen form.
Dust: !!!
Kneeling down beside him in the mini crater he'd created in the fine, tiled
floor, I
tried to help him up. He stirred a bit, and barely opened his eyes to see.
Salem slowly tried to get up, but only made it to his knees. He coughed out
a lot of blood, and fell flat on his front. I just watched in horror, and
felt anger take over my fear.
Dust: Grrr....KIYAAA!!!!
I spun around unleashed a couple of fairly big blasts at the ogre. He
knocked one away with his free hand, but was totally oblivious to the fact
that he'd left himself open for the other one. It nailed him in the face,
exploding on impact. The one blast he had deflected flew into a shed of
some sort, which reduced the whole thing to a
pile of burning wood chips.
Dust: You bastard!!
Steve: Dust, stop it!
Nothing mattered, so Steve's words were lost in the wind blowing by my
face. I raised a fist to plunge it right into his eyeball, but the wind was
suddenly knocked out of me. Forgo had backhanded me into the ground. I
landed hard on my back, creating a hole much like Salem had, but no where
near as deep into the platform. Forgo smirked.
Forgo: SQUASH! FORGO SMASH!
Dust: AHHH!!!!
I closed my eyes as his foot came falling down towards my body. I heard a
loud crash and I could sense the light leaving, but nothing happened. No
pain, no nothing. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking with confusion.
Dust: ...Am I...dead?
No, I couldn't have been. I could still hear the ogre, and I was still in
this hole. Then it finally hit me.
Dust: Phew...saved by the floor and- oh god that reeks!!
The odor coming off of the foot overtop of me was so horrible I almost
puked. It smelt worse than my sisters makeup and nail polish set (that's
pretty bad, you can smell that shit from across the street). My thoughts
started to drift from the stench and the lack of oxygen.
Dust: Damn...gonna *cough* die...like this? Damn...
Then sunlight hit my face. The foot had left the hole, and I could hear the
loud ogre voice getting further away.
Forgo: I SMASH YOU NOW!
Steve had obviously provoked Forgo to come after him. Even though I felt
nautious from what had just happened, I had to get out there and help. I
stood up slowly, and drew my sword.
Dust: Hm!
I flew right at him, while Steve was dodging his attacks from the front. I
didn't even make a sound as I ripped through the air, sword ready. I raised
it and prepared to stab down on the back of the ogre's neck.
Dust: !!!!...HUH?!
Forgo spun around quickly and flicked my sword from my hand easily. It fell
to the ground and he laughed. I was perplexed, surprised, flabbergasted,
whatever...I'd been so sneaky about my attack and he'd still found me out.
Dust: How...did you know I was coming?!
Forgo was about to say something, but fell on his knees. Watching him fall,
I looked up and saw Steve with his hands thrusted out. Smoke came off of
his hands, and he breathed hard from using a great deal of energy to blast
Forgo down.
Steve: Damn...hope he doesn't *coughs* get up...
I landed and just stared at the downed ogre. He stirred a bit, and slowly
sat up.
Forgo: Oww, dat hurt...Forgo say owwie...
Dust/Steve: o.O?
One of us was bound to try to get Forgo to talk, but we heard laughter
coming from behind us. Turning to the large Temple structure, we saw a
familiar face run down the front steps and come towards us.
Dust: Mamaho!
Steve: ??? What's going on??? *suspicious tone he usually has*
Mamaho stopped in front of us, his smile never diminishing. He held a
wooden walking staff to help keep his composure.
Mamaho: Well done, you guys did great! Far better than I thought you would.
You've-
Steve: You mean this was...
Dust: ...set up?!
Forgo slowly stood up and rubbed his head. Dark red blood seeped from his
head from the not so deep cut Salem had made. Mamaho frowned and looked up
at Forgo.
Mamaho: Forgo, you dolt! I told you ten times not to break anything!!! Now,
go clean up!
Forgo sighed and nodded.
Forgo: Forgo sorry...
He walked away slowly and disappeared behind the palace. Even a hulking
ogre like that could not be seen over there on this huge platform of
wonder. Steve glanced over at Salem, who was laying behind us on his back.
He looked like he was in pretty bad shape, he wasn't even transformed
anymore.
Mamaho: So...this is the other one...well, I've got just the thing to get
him ticking again!
Steve wasn't really saying anything. He seemed aggrivated about Mamaho's
idea of a test. I didn't think it was too great myself, but I wasn't
thinking about it anymore.
Dust: He's in rough shape, we've gotta get him to a hospital!!
Mamaho held up his hand, signalling silence. I just stared at him, and
Steve crossed his arms, glaring slightly.
Steve: What's your ingenious plan...?
Mamaho turned and began heading towards the side of the temple. I turned to
Steve.
Dust: We might as well follow...you take his hands, I'll take his feet.
Steve nodded and we carried Salem over to where Mamaho led us. It seemed
like a very long walk, but we finally made it to the destination. It was a
garden filled with roses, shrubs, and a few large mushrooms. I just stared
at it, and we set Salem down on the tiled floor gently.
Dust: Whoa...
Steve: -_- Great...let's sniff the flowers before something bad happens...
The things that really caught my eye were these red patches of tomatoes.
Most of them were small, with tinges of black on them, but there were some
really ripe looking ones. I was never really one for tomatoes, but these
looked really good and juicy.
Mamaho: This is Tarin's garden...a beautiful work of art I must say...
Steve: Dammit, what is this supposed to do?! Aren't you going to help?!
Mamaho sighed and called out.
Mamaho: Tarin? Tarin, we have some guests. Can you come out and introduce
yourself??
We heard grunts from behind one of the mushrooms. Then a loud 'gotcha' and
a large pink ball the size of a chair rolled out.
Tarin: Damned crows! Always one step ahead of me! *saying to no one in
frusturation*
Dust: @_@ *Sweatdrop*
Steve: *ditto*
The pink ball brushed himself off with his stumpy arms, and turned to us.
He had black beady eyes and little red shoes for legs. (Basically, an older
looking Kirby)
Mamaho smiled and turned to us.
Mamaho: This is Tarin, expert with herbs and unfortunately...a short term
memory...
Tarin growled and looked at us. I just stared at him in shock, and he
caught my stare with an angry glare of his own.
Dust: ?!
Tarin: What the hell are you looking at?! Do I look funny to you?!
I jumped back, jaw dropping.
Steve: ...?
Dust: I-I...
Tarin: Oh, now you think I'm scary huh?! Well I've got information for
you!!!
He must've done some sort of subsitution for the middle finger but lifting
up one of his stump like little arms and waving it at me. This guy
obviously had a bad attitude. I was just glad Salem wasn't awake or this
could be worse with two bad attitudes clashing.
Dust: Uh, I'm sorry it's just I...haven't seen anyone like you before,
that's all! *smiles big*
Tarin: Why I oughta- *Goes red from anger*
The wooden staff Mamaho held banged against the ground with three sharp
clicks.
Mamaho: Please, stop your bickering, both of you! This is serious.
Tarin growled and turned his back on us to tend to his few good tomatoes.
Tarin: Ooh...they'd never understand...you are so pretty...very pretty...
Mamaho: Tarin, I was wondering if these three could use some of your
revitalising fruits...you have told me that some of your maximum tomatoes
are ready, and these three guests just-
Tarin: DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES TO MAKE THESE?!?! THIS IS ART IN IT'S
FINEST FORM! GREATER THAN THE FLIGHT OF A BIRD, THE BEAUTY OF A STREAM! IT-
He seemed to enlarge, going red from anger.
Steve: *Growls*
Dust: Uh...:S
Mamaho: Please Tarin, I've housed you here for some time now. Do me this
favor, they are the last hope for this planet.
I had no clue what he meant by that. My gaze moved to the sky, but slowly
went back down. Tarin stood there holding a tomato to me.
Tarin: TAKE IT BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND, YOU MINDLESS BABOON!
I slowly took it, and looked at it.
Dust: What...does it do?
Mamaho smirked.
Mamaho: That fruit will give anyone their energy back. It is a miraculous
healing item, very handy to have with you in battle.
This was a lot to absorb...we were still having enough trouble digesting
the fact that there was a psycho Mario clown going around hurting people.
Now all this??? It was enough to make you feel like your mind was in a
blender.
Dust: Well...no other choice...*turns to Salem's fallen form*
Steve: ...
I decided to transform back to my normal body, allowing my Link form to
diminish. Steve hesitated and did the same, though he seemed to feel safer
in his Red Link form.
Dust: Come on...eat it...
I forced the small tomato to Salem's mouth, and he took a bit from it,
still half out of it. At first, there was nothing.
Steve: Can we stop playing games...this is getting really-
Then, Salem opened his eyes. He leapt to his feet and scanned the area, his
eyes wide. Steve and I exchanged shocked glances.
Salem: Is it over?!
Mamaho stepped in.
Mamaho: The battle is over...it was all a test...
Salem glanced at Mamaho, and then at Tarin. He laughed when he saw the
little Pink Ball look up at him with it's big black eyes.
Salem: LOL, I didn't know we were being trained by a chewing wad!
*transforms into Link body like he usually does*
Tarin was really pissed now. He puffed up red and growled heavily at Salem.
Tarin: YOU UNAPPRECIATIVE LITTLE RUNT! MY FRUIT JUST SAVED YOU FROM DEATH,
SO HAVE SOME GOD DAMN RESPECT!
Salem growled and turned away, crossing his arms. I found his rudeness
quite offensive, even if Tarin was loud and rude himself.
Mamaho: Well, we aren't getting anywhere...-_-
I stepped in, and turned to Mamaho. He glanced at me awkwardly.
Mamaho: Do you wish to say something...?
Nodding, I spoke up.
Dust: Well, if any...I want to know what you know...about Mario and Luigi.
Why are they here? What is their purpose? Are there others like them??
That's what I want to know! __*
Tarin, who'd been tending to his flowers again, looked over.
Tarin: What the fuck...?
The five of us rushed over to the explosion, and my prayers had been
declined. There, standing in front of the smoldering stones of the former
fountain, stood Mario and Luigi. Mario sneered, and Luigi just stared with
his arms crossed.
Mario: Heh...it's nice we meet again!
Dust: *Growls*
Salem: So, you followed us! Fools...
Steve: @_@
Mario pointed at Salem and laughed even louder.
Mario: You are the fool, and I will show you how much stronger I've become.
But first, Luigi and I have a little...gift...a gift suitable for such a
nice place as this one...
The five of us stood ready. I was scared stiff, but what was the worst that
could happen?
Hah...stupid question...
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Ch - 9 Healing Fruit
Forgo: SMASH!
He charged towards us, and man he was fast.
Dust: GET OUT OF HIS WAY! @_@
We barely leapt out of the way of the huge monstrosity. He kept on running,
but stopped a split second later when he realized he hadn't hit us.
Spinning around, he swung his club angrily.
Forgo: I SMASH YOU ALL!
We stood ready...Steve and I had leapt to one side and Salem was a bit
further away from us since he'd jumped to the right rather than left. He
unsheated his sword and flew at Forgo.
Salem: You're really starting to irritate me!
He flew up at the ogre's face. He was moving fast enough that he was a blue
blur. Forgo growled and swung his massive fist at the flying Blue Link. His
arm blew right past Salem, which left Forgo open for an attack. With a wave
of his sword, Salem put a large gash through the side of Forgo's boulder
sized head.
Forgo: GRAAHHH!!!
Before Forgo could retaliate in any way, Salem was hovering right in his
face. Using force and anger I'd never seen or thought Salem could even
have, he slammed into Forgo's face hard. This caused the big, yellow
behemoth to take a few steps back. Other than a few painful grunts, the
monster was unscathed.
Forgo: Gh...Grrtt!!
Salem: Heh, now to finish this!
A blue blast formed in his open hand. He was about to throw it but was cut
off. Steve and I watched in horror.
Forgo: FORGO SMASH BLUE BUG!!
His massive arms reared back, club in hand. He swung his tree sized club
into Salem so hard, that the Blue Link form diminished and he flew into the
ground. He was himself again, and not moving. The fall had been so harsh,
that a crater formed from his body.
Dust: SALEM!!!!!
I ran over to him as fast as I could. Steve just watched Forgo, his eyes
wide, both of them not moving. Forgo watched stupidly as I ran to Salem's
fallen form.
Dust: !!!
Kneeling down beside him in the mini crater he'd created in the fine, tiled
floor, I
tried to help him up. He stirred a bit, and barely opened his eyes to see.
Salem slowly tried to get up, but only made it to his knees. He coughed out
a lot of blood, and fell flat on his front. I just watched in horror, and
felt anger take over my fear.
Dust: Grrr....KIYAAA!!!!
I spun around unleashed a couple of fairly big blasts at the ogre. He
knocked one away with his free hand, but was totally oblivious to the fact
that he'd left himself open for the other one. It nailed him in the face,
exploding on impact. The one blast he had deflected flew into a shed of
some sort, which reduced the whole thing to a
pile of burning wood chips.
Dust: You bastard!!
Steve: Dust, stop it!
Nothing mattered, so Steve's words were lost in the wind blowing by my
face. I raised a fist to plunge it right into his eyeball, but the wind was
suddenly knocked out of me. Forgo had backhanded me into the ground. I
landed hard on my back, creating a hole much like Salem had, but no where
near as deep into the platform. Forgo smirked.
Forgo: SQUASH! FORGO SMASH!
Dust: AHHH!!!!
I closed my eyes as his foot came falling down towards my body. I heard a
loud crash and I could sense the light leaving, but nothing happened. No
pain, no nothing. I opened my eyes slowly, blinking with confusion.
Dust: ...Am I...dead?
No, I couldn't have been. I could still hear the ogre, and I was still in
this hole. Then it finally hit me.
Dust: Phew...saved by the floor and- oh god that reeks!!
The odor coming off of the foot overtop of me was so horrible I almost
puked. It smelt worse than my sisters makeup and nail polish set (that's
pretty bad, you can smell that shit from across the street). My thoughts
started to drift from the stench and the lack of oxygen.
Dust: Damn...gonna *cough* die...like this? Damn...
Then sunlight hit my face. The foot had left the hole, and I could hear the
loud ogre voice getting further away.
Forgo: I SMASH YOU NOW!
Steve had obviously provoked Forgo to come after him. Even though I felt
nautious from what had just happened, I had to get out there and help. I
stood up slowly, and drew my sword.
Dust: Hm!
I flew right at him, while Steve was dodging his attacks from the front. I
didn't even make a sound as I ripped through the air, sword ready. I raised
it and prepared to stab down on the back of the ogre's neck.
Dust: !!!!...HUH?!
Forgo spun around quickly and flicked my sword from my hand easily. It fell
to the ground and he laughed. I was perplexed, surprised, flabbergasted,
whatever...I'd been so sneaky about my attack and he'd still found me out.
Dust: How...did you know I was coming?!
Forgo was about to say something, but fell on his knees. Watching him fall,
I looked up and saw Steve with his hands thrusted out. Smoke came off of
his hands, and he breathed hard from using a great deal of energy to blast
Forgo down.
Steve: Damn...hope he doesn't *coughs* get up...
I landed and just stared at the downed ogre. He stirred a bit, and slowly
sat up.
Forgo: Oww, dat hurt...Forgo say owwie...
Dust/Steve: o.O?
One of us was bound to try to get Forgo to talk, but we heard laughter
coming from behind us. Turning to the large Temple structure, we saw a
familiar face run down the front steps and come towards us.
Dust: Mamaho!
Steve: ??? What's going on??? *suspicious tone he usually has*
Mamaho stopped in front of us, his smile never diminishing. He held a
wooden walking staff to help keep his composure.
Mamaho: Well done, you guys did great! Far better than I thought you would.
You've-
Steve: You mean this was...
Dust: ...set up?!
Forgo slowly stood up and rubbed his head. Dark red blood seeped from his
head from the not so deep cut Salem had made. Mamaho frowned and looked up
at Forgo.
Mamaho: Forgo, you dolt! I told you ten times not to break anything!!! Now,
go clean up!
Forgo sighed and nodded.
Forgo: Forgo sorry...
He walked away slowly and disappeared behind the palace. Even a hulking
ogre like that could not be seen over there on this huge platform of
wonder. Steve glanced over at Salem, who was laying behind us on his back.
He looked like he was in pretty bad shape, he wasn't even transformed
anymore.
Mamaho: So...this is the other one...well, I've got just the thing to get
him ticking again!
Steve wasn't really saying anything. He seemed aggrivated about Mamaho's
idea of a test. I didn't think it was too great myself, but I wasn't
thinking about it anymore.
Dust: He's in rough shape, we've gotta get him to a hospital!!
Mamaho held up his hand, signalling silence. I just stared at him, and
Steve crossed his arms, glaring slightly.
Steve: What's your ingenious plan...?
Mamaho turned and began heading towards the side of the temple. I turned to
Steve.
Dust: We might as well follow...you take his hands, I'll take his feet.
Steve nodded and we carried Salem over to where Mamaho led us. It seemed
like a very long walk, but we finally made it to the destination. It was a
garden filled with roses, shrubs, and a few large mushrooms. I just stared
at it, and we set Salem down on the tiled floor gently.
Dust: Whoa...
Steve: -_- Great...let's sniff the flowers before something bad happens...
The things that really caught my eye were these red patches of tomatoes.
Most of them were small, with tinges of black on them, but there were some
really ripe looking ones. I was never really one for tomatoes, but these
looked really good and juicy.
Mamaho: This is Tarin's garden...a beautiful work of art I must say...
Steve: Dammit, what is this supposed to do?! Aren't you going to help?!
Mamaho sighed and called out.
Mamaho: Tarin? Tarin, we have some guests. Can you come out and introduce
yourself??
We heard grunts from behind one of the mushrooms. Then a loud 'gotcha' and
a large pink ball the size of a chair rolled out.
Tarin: Damned crows! Always one step ahead of me! *saying to no one in
frusturation*
Dust: @_@ *Sweatdrop*
Steve: *ditto*
The pink ball brushed himself off with his stumpy arms, and turned to us.
He had black beady eyes and little red shoes for legs. (Basically, an older
looking Kirby)
Mamaho smiled and turned to us.
Mamaho: This is Tarin, expert with herbs and unfortunately...a short term
memory...
Tarin growled and looked at us. I just stared at him in shock, and he
caught my stare with an angry glare of his own.
Dust: ?!
Tarin: What the hell are you looking at?! Do I look funny to you?!
I jumped back, jaw dropping.
Steve: ...?
Dust: I-I...
Tarin: Oh, now you think I'm scary huh?! Well I've got information for
you!!!
He must've done some sort of subsitution for the middle finger but lifting
up one of his stump like little arms and waving it at me. This guy
obviously had a bad attitude. I was just glad Salem wasn't awake or this
could be worse with two bad attitudes clashing.
Dust: Uh, I'm sorry it's just I...haven't seen anyone like you before,
that's all! *smiles big*
Tarin: Why I oughta- *Goes red from anger*
The wooden staff Mamaho held banged against the ground with three sharp
clicks.
Mamaho: Please, stop your bickering, both of you! This is serious.
Tarin growled and turned his back on us to tend to his few good tomatoes.
Tarin: Ooh...they'd never understand...you are so pretty...very pretty...
Mamaho: Tarin, I was wondering if these three could use some of your
revitalising fruits...you have told me that some of your maximum tomatoes
are ready, and these three guests just-
Tarin: DO YOU KNOW HOW LONG IT TAKES TO MAKE THESE?!?! THIS IS ART IN IT'S
FINEST FORM! GREATER THAN THE FLIGHT OF A BIRD, THE BEAUTY OF A STREAM! IT-
He seemed to enlarge, going red from anger.
Steve: *Growls*
Dust: Uh...:S
Mamaho: Please Tarin, I've housed you here for some time now. Do me this
favor, they are the last hope for this planet.
I had no clue what he meant by that. My gaze moved to the sky, but slowly
went back down. Tarin stood there holding a tomato to me.
Tarin: TAKE IT BEFORE I CHANGE MY MIND, YOU MINDLESS BABOON!
I slowly took it, and looked at it.
Dust: What...does it do?
Mamaho smirked.
Mamaho: That fruit will give anyone their energy back. It is a miraculous
healing item, very handy to have with you in battle.
This was a lot to absorb...we were still having enough trouble digesting
the fact that there was a psycho Mario clown going around hurting people.
Now all this??? It was enough to make you feel like your mind was in a
blender.
Dust: Well...no other choice...*turns to Salem's fallen form*
Steve: ...
I decided to transform back to my normal body, allowing my Link form to
diminish. Steve hesitated and did the same, though he seemed to feel safer
in his Red Link form.
Dust: Come on...eat it...
I forced the small tomato to Salem's mouth, and he took a bit from it,
still half out of it. At first, there was nothing.
Steve: Can we stop playing games...this is getting really-
Then, Salem opened his eyes. He leapt to his feet and scanned the area, his
eyes wide. Steve and I exchanged shocked glances.
Salem: Is it over?!
Mamaho stepped in.
Mamaho: The battle is over...it was all a test...
Salem glanced at Mamaho, and then at Tarin. He laughed when he saw the
little Pink Ball look up at him with it's big black eyes.
Salem: LOL, I didn't know we were being trained by a chewing wad!
*transforms into Link body like he usually does*
Tarin was really pissed now. He puffed up red and growled heavily at Salem.
Tarin: YOU UNAPPRECIATIVE LITTLE RUNT! MY FRUIT JUST SAVED YOU FROM DEATH,
SO HAVE SOME GOD DAMN RESPECT!
Salem growled and turned away, crossing his arms. I found his rudeness
quite offensive, even if Tarin was loud and rude himself.
Mamaho: Well, we aren't getting anywhere...-_-
I stepped in, and turned to Mamaho. He glanced at me awkwardly.
Mamaho: Do you wish to say something...?
Nodding, I spoke up.
Dust: Well, if any...I want to know what you know...about Mario and Luigi.
Why are they here? What is their purpose? Are there others like them??
That's what I want to know! __*
Tarin, who'd been tending to his flowers again, looked over.
Tarin: What the fuck...?
The five of us rushed over to the explosion, and my prayers had been
declined. There, standing in front of the smoldering stones of the former
fountain, stood Mario and Luigi. Mario sneered, and Luigi just stared with
his arms crossed.
Mario: Heh...it's nice we meet again!
Dust: *Growls*
Salem: So, you followed us! Fools...
Steve: @_@
Mario pointed at Salem and laughed even louder.
Mario: You are the fool, and I will show you how much stronger I've become.
But first, Luigi and I have a little...gift...a gift suitable for such a
nice place as this one...
The five of us stood ready. I was scared stiff, but what was the worst that
could happen?
Hah...stupid question...
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