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Notes: Methinks everyone believes I died or somethin'. I'm still here! (Unfortunately)

Thank you to all who reviewed. Foxey reviewed for 2 chappies an' seems overjoyed that humor is added and there are more chappies. Thais and Kristi have been fighting over whether to keep 'da yaoi or kill it. Errr... Dark Comet voted both ways. So... the score is 3/2, with yaoi victorious! Of course, knowing my one track mind, I might change it, you never know!

Now, on to the story!

Maric lay there, mumbling incoherent curse words in falsetto as well as saying something close to 'mommy' every now and then. Samus quickly took her helmet and placed it on her head. She laughed and walked away, still remembering what got her here...

FLASHBACK!! WEIRD SCI-FI!! UH...SLIGHT TAKE OFF OF METROID PRIME!!! (a.n; I don't own metroid prime!)

Samus chased after the space pirate vessel, yelling for them to give it up. Five days, five whole days of chasing one ship. They just wouldn't give up. She could bet they had stolen another metroid. She hated having to constantly stop space pirates from using a metroid for evil. Still, the thrill of the hunt was always worth it. Including lifting up their captain and taking off her helmet, letting him know he got beaten by a woman! She grinned, when she saw the strangest planet out of the corner of her eye. It seemed to be split into several different regions.
Her split-second mistake was her doom.

The space pirates whirled around and shot her ship. She remembered crashing into a far away land mass on the awkward planet. It sorta reminded her of Tallon IV, except this one looked forboding. Well, more forboding than giant, monstrous insects attacking you!

She crawled out of her destroyed space ship and immediately found some type of weapon near her throat. Great, just perfect. She allowed her visor to scan the foreign weapon. 'Scan complete. Weapon: Falchion. Weapon Type: Magical Sword. This sacred weapon is used by descendants of Anri. It has many different uses and changes to suit its' holder. The recent holder is Prince Marth Lowell of Altea, a kingdom from Akanea Continent. It has a large variety of strengths. Its' weakness changes for each owner.' Well, so what! This was frustrating!

"Hey!" Samus shouted," Put that weapon down, I ain't yer' enemy!" Oh brother, she thought. Yeah, some prince will think I'm good now.

However, he apparently heard the hint of feminine in the bounty hunters' voice, and pulled the weapon away. He sheathed Falchion and held out his hand.

"Come, I will help you," he said nonchalantly. Weird space craft crashing down and robots with a girlish tone must be normal for him.

"Welcome to my secret," he whispered," My temple, my hidden palace," He waved a hand to the large scriptures on the walls and many doors. Samus was shocked. How some medieval pretty boy discovered an ancient chozo temple was beyond her, but...

"EXCUSE ME!!"

"Wha?"

Samus glanced down and saw a shrimp on the ground. She must've run into him when she was reminiscing.

"I'm really sorry, sir, um, what's yer' name?" Samus was feeling really stupid, 'cause she was calling some runt sir.

"My name's Link," He stated flatly.

Suddenly, another guy ran up. Samus' jaw dropped as she saw double, well, almost double. The one who almost got flattened by her was much shorter than this new guy.

"Hey, you found my chibi! Wait, what the HELL are you!!?? I MUST be dreaming!!" The big-Link broke down crying, the much smaller Link comforting him.

Meanwhile, in another spot in Gerudo Desert (sheesh, who knew it was so big)

Marth was still curled up in a tiny ball, but now you could actually understand some of what he said.

"Math, die, evil, cold, cruel, Medius, blackness, purple monkeys, Maric, Roy, why d'you hate me so?" I take that back, he's still a confusing weirdo

"I don't hate you Marth, I really don't," Roy murmured. Roy tried to get Marth to move, but he just wouldn't budge. He heard someone laughing in the distance.

"C'mon Marth! I don't wanna get eaten by another Gerudo! GET UP!!" Roy, being a pyromaniac, decided it was time to get mad. His hands started to glow with flaming energy.

"YOU ASKED FOR IT, TIARA BRAT!!"

"YOW! ITTAI!! PAIN!! HOT!! CHICKEN!!" Roy sat back, an amused look on his face. Marth was running in circles, and he was on fire. Roy, unfortunately, didn't even bother to think about the fact that he didn't know how to put the flames.

Marth ran off and leapt into a small pool of water. He was trembling and whimpering from the severe burning sensation. Roy had more important matters to attend to, however.

Standing directly in front of him were three people. Two were hylian bishounens that were almost identical, except for about three feet in height difference. The other was some type of strange beast that was orange and red. Instead of a face, it had some sort of transluscent green glass on its' face. He was both confused and frightened.

"Hi! My name's Link! This here is Mini-me, and this is Samus!" The tall elf explained, "We're lookin' for a Prince!"

"And who is this prince?" Roy hoped they didn't mean Marth, he didn't trust Samus.

"Prince Marth (Samus stiffens) he upsetted my girl, Zellie, and I want to kick his ass!" Link explained, his eyes narrowing in displeasure.

"Um, I'm sure he didn't mean to, I mean, he's really nice, just mentally unstable, that's all!" Roy yelped. However, he didn't notice that Samus was nodding in approval.

Heh I'm gonna end it here. I just can't think straight, these tiny chappies must be murder! Don't worry though!