A/N Hello, fellow peoples! Sorry I haven't updated lately- school is to blame. But I just kinda need to brag about this- I got a 48/46 on my French quiz! Don't extra credit problems do wonders.... I got everything right too. : ) Yay. Maybe you did too, this week. ::hands you kudos:: There you go. Oh, and for all you reviewers.

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(Begin Chapter Four)

The Smashers settled themselves around the area Howard had pointed out. Peach unpacked the girl's tent, and looked at it dubiously. "We're supposed to SLEEP in this?"

Zelda peered at it, wincing slightly from the bright pink flora and yellow letters. "Well, that's what we brought it for, unless you want to burn it..."

"I'm all for that," muttered Samus.

Peach made a face. "But... how do we set it up?" she asked, turning the tarp slightly to see if it magically sprang into a tent- which it did not, of course.

Link was struggling with his and Roy's tent, while Marth eyed a stake with some hesitance. Picking up the stake and stabbing it into the earth inside a small metal circle attached to the tent. "Okay... where's the other pole-thingy?" He looked around, and then spotted the pole. "Hey! How did it get over there?" He started to stamp towards it, then tripped suddenly.

Link snorted, then caught a corner of the tent as it almost touched the ground. "Smooth, Marth."

Marth picked himself out up of the dirt. "There was a trip wire there!" He scrabbled with his hand in the black and brown dirt that was covered in leaves in front of him, and snagged a black string. "Ah ha!" he said, and peered closer. His face twisted angrily as he inspected it. "Link!" he yelled. "It's your bowstring!"

Link dropping the corner of the tent, and the metal pole Roy had been sliding in there smacked the knight in the head. Ignoring the "Ow!" from Roy, he stomped over to Marth. "Like I'd do that!" he snarled. Roy moaned in pain in the background, but neither seemed to notice.

A cackling came from the bushes, and both of the Smasher turned around to face them. A green elf-ish hat poked out of the top, and so did the bill of a baseball cap. They shook with contained laughter.

Link picked up a stick and hurled it at the bushes. "Come out, you two rats!" he yelled, "or I'll kill you!"

Captain Falcon, who was successfully putting up his tent, the kind that sprang up and twisted itself to go up when you stick the metal poles in correctly, commented, "If you killed Young Link, who I am guessing is in the bushes, then wouldn't it be suicide?" he asked, fitting a small, three foot pole in the tiny slit generally the thickness of a piece of paper with slight difficulty. "I mean, grammatically, you're killing yourself."

"But it's not really him," said Fox, who was collecting firewood. He stopped for a moment and eyed the furious Link and Marth. "It's another person. But I guess either way is fine. He is killing himself...."

"You're confusing me," complained Roy, rubbing his head, which supported a large bump. He scratched at it, then winced. "But then wouldn't it be suicide?"

Fox shook his head. "Well, yes and no. If Link kills Young Link, then he will kill his younger self, which may have grown up to become older Link, then yes, he is killing himself."

"What?"

The pilot banged his head against an oak tree close by. "Nevermind."

"I'm going to kill him anyway!" yelled Marth, and with that, he grabbed a heavy sycamore bough and began to swat at the bushes with it.

With squeaks of dismay, the pair ran out and hurled themselves into the mess of pink and yellow tarp, which might become, after a century or two of hard work, a tent which could hold four girls and a pink cottonball with a hairdo.

The angry prince hurled himself at the tent, and began striking out, cursing and yelling. The four girls dropped the tent and stared in astonishment at the spectacle Marth was making. Inside the collapsed tent, two lumps were wriggling and yelling.

"Ah! Zelda, Peach, Samus, help!"

"Ow! There's a leaf in my eye!"

Marth stabbed at the two furiously. "I'll put more then a leaf in your eye!"

Samus grabbed Marth by the arm and with the other hand, snatched the branch out of his hand. Dragging the angry prince towards Link and Roy, she deposited him near the other two. "Just keep him under control, okay?" she snarled. "We're trying to set up a tent here." She kicked Marth and stalked off to kick some poor victim like Jigglypuff to vent off her anger.

Zelda pulled the tent off of Young Link and Ness. "Really. You two should be more mature."

Young Link pouted. "But I'm only ten!"

Ness shrugged. "I don't think I'm old enough to be mature."

Peach stamped her foot and said, "I'm going to get water." She looked around with an officious air. "Where's the camp store?"

Zelda looked at her princess friend. "I hate to break it to you, Peach, but the only way you're going to get water is through the spring water spigot over there." She pointed towards what seemed a rotting tree stump covered in ivy and leaves.

Peach widened her eyes. "No way. Where's the camp store?!"

Zelda wrapped her arm around Peach's and started dragging her towards the water spout. "Come on. The camp store is a long walk, and this is about twenty feet away."

Peach stared at the spigot. "I'll take the long walk. And that's saying something for me."

Zelda rolled her eyes and called over to Samus, who was kicking a sturdy sycamore tree to expel her bottled-up anger.

"What?" she asked, and kicked out again, destroying part of the trunk. "I'm... collecting firewood." She half-heartedly picked up a chunk of fresh sycamore that had been the sufferer of her kicks. "See?"

Zelda tugged on Peach, who dug her feet in the ground like scared dog. Perhaps a pink poodle, shaved on everything but the feet, head and tip of the tail. "Saaamuuuss...."

She sighed. "All right." She went over to the two, and grabbed Peach's other, flailing arm. "What were you doing, anyway?"

"Trying to get Peach to the spigot over there."

"Ah. I see now." Samus nodded at Zelda. "On the count of three, we pull."

"One..."

"Two..."

"No! You can't do this! It's torture!" shrieked Peach, scrabbling at anything close to her, whether it be tree branches or body parts of other Smashers, such as the hair of a certain small Hylian who had come to look at the fool Peach was making of herself.

"Ow!" yelped Young Link, who struck out at the arm and fled into the woods, promptly smashing into a tree.

"Serves him right," murmured Samus. "THREE!"

The pair hurled themselves at the spigot, hauling Peach with them.

Three feet from the spigot, Peach quickly unhooked her parasol. The jump from twenty feet away caught the wind in the parasol, and the trio were launched backwards, slamming into the ground with a loud "thud!"

"Peach!" screamed Zelda. "What was that for?!"

Peach didn't answer- she merely took off, as far as her shoes would carry her- the bathrooms. Zelda and Samus took off in hot pursuit.

(At the restrooms)

Kirby, Yoshi, the Ice Climbers, Mario and Luigi were trying to break into the vending machines. The Ice Climbers whacked at the plastic until it had developed a crack. Kirby then stood- well, more like sat, seeing how short his legs are- in front of it and inhaled, bending the plastic towards him. The small flap of plastic left exposed was grabbed by Mario and Luigi and ripped over, leaving them to feast.

Yoshi just dug around in the return coin slot for left coins. Lapping up the coins with the long tongue often used by a Yoshi in need of food, he scooped up quarters, nickels, and even the occasional Chuckie Cheese coin.

"Hey! What's going on in there?"

Howard the Coward, still covered in weeds in dirt, came over to the Smashers. His arms weren't straight out, though. "That's illegal!"

Mario quickly grabbed as many snacks as possible and stuffed them in his overalls, Luigi doing the same. Yoshi, with the coins still in his mouth, also crammed packets of Cheetos, Mrs. Fields, and Skittles in his jaws. The Ice Climbers held as many as they could in their arms.

Kirby just inhaled everything left.

The five ran off, or in Kirby's case, waddled. After seeing Howard gaining on them, Mario scooped up Kirby and they all ran towards the camp.

(At the camp)

"Okay... anyone here every built a fire?"

Crickets, coming out for dawn was near, chirped.

Mewtwo sweatdropped. "All right, then. Thank you for answering."

Roy pulled out his sword and stuck the tip in the mound of branches, leaves, sticks, and brown lumps of what could be dirt or something much worse. "This might do it," he said. "I'm going full power."

Marth freaked out. "Whoa! Roy! Whenever you do that on the battlefield-"

Roy nodded and smiled. "See? I got it all planned. A fire will start, just that easily!"

"We blow up on the battlefield, surrounded by nothing. When the fire is fed by the sticks and leaves, what will happen?" Marth was starting to edge away from the fire, which had developed a sinister glow.

Now everyone sweatdropped. "Uh-oh..." muttered Roy, who yanked his sword out swiftly.

But not swiftly enough.

BA-BOOM!

(Ten minutes later)

"Are there any survivors?" muttered Captain Falcon, wriggling out of a mass of burned leaves, and still smoking, leaves. Pushing away a smoldering branch with a hand, he yelped and snatched it back.

"I doubt you could count me as one," moaned Link weakly. His hat was burned, and his clothes were scattered with scorched leaves.

"Why EXACTLY did you do that for?" growled Marth, grabbing onto a tree branch for support. He glowered at the red-clad figure nearby. Unfortunately for him, Roy was still unconscious.

"How are we supposed to know?" asked Fox. "Geez, the guy nearly torched my tail!" He checked it, then barked. "Ah! It is on fire!" He began beating it with his sleeve, which caught fire also. Fox hastily preformed his speed-move and the fire left- though the tail still was smarting.

"That went well," said Falco sarcastically. "Any other suggestions?"

(End Chapter Four)

A/N I know it wasn't as funny as it should be, but I'm tired and needed to update. Sorry that it's a tad shorter then most- but I tried.

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