Disclaimer: Of course I own ssb!!!! I am one of those really rich dudes
that own it!!!! That's in my dreams. In reality. no.
This will be my 1st chappie on this site!! I feel so. proud!!! Uh huh. sure.
Ahem.might as well start my story.
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"Marth? Marth!!! GET UP!!!!!" Link pounded on Marth's door. "MARTH!!!! We're supposed to have a meeting!!!"
On the other side of the door, Marth was curled asleep. But he did not hear Link's yells. He heard a battle cry.
"ATTACK!!!" screamed the voice. Marth rushed forward with the troops. He did not want to kill. He heard the sound of bombs. his horse dashed forward, whinnying nervously. He jabbed his sword out without looking; he had killed a soldier. He cried in despair, but had to move onward. His horse galloped away. and he fell off the bed.
Link burst in, sweating and panting. He had had to break down the door to get inside; Marth had locked it. Amid the rubble of wood, he yelled, "Marth, what the heck are you doing? You're supposed to be at a meeting, you idiot!"
Marth rubbed his head, finally awake. "Owwwww," he groaned. Then he shot up like a bullet. "I'm supposed to be at a meeting!! I am so dead! Oh no, I'm late." He rushed around the room, getting his clothes on and making sure his hair was perfect as he sang the "I'm Late" song from Alice in Wonderland.
"Poor soul," Link shook his head sadly. "Must have gone on a sugar high yesterday. Usually he gets over it, though. hmm."
"Link, help me! I can't find my tiara!" Marth looked up from under the bed.
Link sighed, "With a bed that messy, it's hard not to." He bent down, then stared at Marth's head. "It's on your head, Marth."
Marth put his hands on his head, feeling for his beloved tiara. "Oh. Thanks a bunch, Link!"
"No problem. Now, can we go?"
"Go to what?" Marth asked.
"The meeting."
"Oh yeah! The meeting!" Marth slapped his head. "Let's go."
"Finally!" Link said with relief.
They headed down the corridor to the meeting.
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Sorry this was so short, but I promise the next chappie will be better. PLEASE R&R!!!!
This will be my 1st chappie on this site!! I feel so. proud!!! Uh huh. sure.
Ahem.might as well start my story.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Marth? Marth!!! GET UP!!!!!" Link pounded on Marth's door. "MARTH!!!! We're supposed to have a meeting!!!"
On the other side of the door, Marth was curled asleep. But he did not hear Link's yells. He heard a battle cry.
"ATTACK!!!" screamed the voice. Marth rushed forward with the troops. He did not want to kill. He heard the sound of bombs. his horse dashed forward, whinnying nervously. He jabbed his sword out without looking; he had killed a soldier. He cried in despair, but had to move onward. His horse galloped away. and he fell off the bed.
Link burst in, sweating and panting. He had had to break down the door to get inside; Marth had locked it. Amid the rubble of wood, he yelled, "Marth, what the heck are you doing? You're supposed to be at a meeting, you idiot!"
Marth rubbed his head, finally awake. "Owwwww," he groaned. Then he shot up like a bullet. "I'm supposed to be at a meeting!! I am so dead! Oh no, I'm late." He rushed around the room, getting his clothes on and making sure his hair was perfect as he sang the "I'm Late" song from Alice in Wonderland.
"Poor soul," Link shook his head sadly. "Must have gone on a sugar high yesterday. Usually he gets over it, though. hmm."
"Link, help me! I can't find my tiara!" Marth looked up from under the bed.
Link sighed, "With a bed that messy, it's hard not to." He bent down, then stared at Marth's head. "It's on your head, Marth."
Marth put his hands on his head, feeling for his beloved tiara. "Oh. Thanks a bunch, Link!"
"No problem. Now, can we go?"
"Go to what?" Marth asked.
"The meeting."
"Oh yeah! The meeting!" Marth slapped his head. "Let's go."
"Finally!" Link said with relief.
They headed down the corridor to the meeting.
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Sorry this was so short, but I promise the next chappie will be better. PLEASE R&R!!!!