A/N Hiya! Start of a new chapter, you know. We had the most STUPID test at school- ISTEP. Yep, ISTEP. It smells the same as it did last year, though. Funny. The booklet, I mean. Not the time of year.

Oh, and about putting some of my reviewer's ideas into the story- I'll have to think about it. I have... plans for this chappie.

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P.S I will be at a youth group thingie over the weekend, meaning no updates. Sorry!

Disclaimer: I OWN SUPER SMASH BROTHERS! MUHA! FEAR MY SMASHY WRATH!

Cool man in white coat: Ma'am, you need to go to your room and relax a bit. Then you can come back to your laptop.

Me: NOOOO! I OWN SUPER SMASH BROTHERS! YOU CANNOT DO THIS! I- Oh, shiny. ::fingers buttons on straitjacket::

(Begin Chapter Six)

Young Link and Ness rode back to camp, where the other Smashers had yet another bright plan. They would take apart the bathrooms and use the wood to create small shacks.

Captain Falcon eyed Young Link and Ness suspiciously when they rode up on freshly stolen ponies. "Where the heck did you get those?" he snapped, trying to pry off a 2-by-4 off of the foundation of the restroom stalls.

Young Link reached down and pet his horse, who he had named The High Keeper of the Knight-and-Prince Destroying Matches, or just High for short. "Um... the campstore."

"And did the campstore chase after you waving his arms and try to kill you for stealing the horses?"

Young Link nervously looked to the side, and yelped, "Look, Fox is having trouble with the shingles!" and sped off, kicking High in the sides to a gallop.

Fox looked up from his spot under the sinks, where he was taking apart the plumbing to make indoor bathrooms for the shacks. "I'm doing the plumbing, you idiot!"

However, due to Young Link kicking her too hard, High crashed into Fox and Falco, who was levering open the strips of inlaid wood that smell of cheap cedar incense.

Both Fox and Falco went flying, and landed somewhere in the forest roughly an acre away.

"Oops," muttered Young Link, and wheeled High around, stroking the frantic pony. "Calm down, High."

He turned to Ness, who was poking at a shred of door frame that was in a pile labeled with a yellowing piece of toilet paper "To Use". The other pile, stacked with termite-infested wood and some wood that had weird stains on it, was labeled "Or Not To Use". Another pile had old magazines stacked up in it, and the top story on the front of the first magazine was labeled "That is the Question."

"What the-" asked Ness, eyeing a yellowish stain on the pale piece of wood. "I think someone missed with their aim-"

Suddenly, Young Link heard screaming. Whirling High around, he galloped towards the clamor.

He arrived at the scene- after smashing into a couple of tents that were hung up on the trees and a Smasher or two. What he saw could be considered a sacrificial ritual at the old islands of the Pacific, or a PTO meeting.

Peach was tied to a pole that was stuck in the ground, wrapped up with a thin but strong silver chain. The pole, Young Link realized, was a thin beam of psychic energy donated by Mewtwo.

The Hylian boy nervously called out, "Samus? Zelda?" He slowly backed away from the screaming princess.

Out of the bushes emerged the bounty hunter and princess- but both clutched a pitcher of some brownish, vine infested water.

"Um... Zelda?" asked Young Link, he was starting to scare slightly now. "Samus? What's going on?"

Zelda did not answer, but a smiled played around her lips, and she went up to Peach, holding the pitcher of dirty water dangerously close to Peach's lips.

"Now Peach," said Zelda carefully, as if talking to a mentally insane person gripping a chain saw, "You really have to overcome this fear of the water spigot-"

"NO!" shrieked the pink-clad princess, and show clawed at the binds, her eyes wide with fear as Zelda approached.

Samus came up behind her, and dribbled some water down the princess's back. Peach seemed to freeze, horror imprinted on her features. Almost as if turned off by a switch, she collapsed, fainted.

"Thank Faore for that," muttered Zelda, who tossed her pitcher of water away into the bushes. Little did she notice they shriveled up on contact and died, smoke coiling from the dead plants.

Samus noticed Young Link and commented, "That's a cool pony, Young Link. Where did you get it?" She grinned. "Of course, knowing you and your innocent self, you never would of STOLE it, would you, Young Link?"

The boy once again kicked High and sent her racing towards the bathrooms, Young Link yelling over his shoulder, "I got to go help Fox with the shingles!"

Fox, who was stumbling out of the forest covered in bruises and grass stains mumbled under his breath, "I was doing the plumbing."

(At the bathrooms)

A little while later, Kirby and his gang showed up, no snacks from their raiding party of the vending machines with them. Though Popo did have a smear of chocolate across his parka that he couldn't get off and insisted it was a large chunk of dirt.

Mewtwo looked up from his work of removing the sliding from the restroom walls (telepathically, obviously) and slowly said, "I suppose you were out visiting the vending machines?" His violet eyes scanned across them, lingering on the smudge of brown on Popo's parka to the crumbs on Luigi's lips.

Kirby tried to look as innocent as possible. "HiiiHIII!" he squealed, trying to look cute and responsible at the same time, making his marshmallow self as twisted as possible.

Mewtwo sighed and continued removing the sliding, though he did notice someone was missing. "Where is Mario?"

Fox, followed by Falco, slumped over onto the disassembled counter and sinks. The pilot weakly lifted up his head and muttered, "Yeah, I needed help with those cursed sinks... That plumber better come soon or so help me-"

Falco laid his head against the shattered mirror. "I really don't see why we had to go CAMPING of all things..."

Mario, indeed, did appear at that moment, clutching a copy of 'People' and another magazine 'TV Week'. He was stumbling into the forest when he broke out into sobs.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Captain Falcon. Yoshi chirped in agreement.

Mewtwo swiftly read the emotions of Mario's mind, and put two and two together with the copy of 'People' and 'TV Week'. "I believe the Mission Impossible 3 movie is coming out soon. He did not make the cut."

Luigi went off into the forest to comfort his brother, while Yoshi, the Ice Climbers, and Kirby went off to destroy something else.

Falco stopped leaning against the mirror and looked around. "Are you sure you guys didn't leave any bathrooms undestroyed for public use?" he asked. "Seriously. Where I am supposed to go?"

Captain Falcon resumed his work on the 2-by-4. "Hike to the bushes and make sure no squirrels are looking," he grunted, tugging at the piece of wood.

(At the campstore)

Roy and Marth managed to find a creek where the soaked and let their burns cool off. Link was nearby, tapping his foot and waiting.

"You guys nearly done?" he asked, slightly inpatient. "It's been twenty minutes."

Roy got up, weeds and random branches floating off of him. "I don't know," he said, and sighed as the water rushed off him. "Let's go, Marth. I bet they have towels at the campstore."

Marth shook the water off of him, and muttered, "If those two little imps didn't burn it down."

They followed the pony hoof tracks towards the campstore. Well, they tried, until-

"Hey, you! Get over here!"

The holster had gotten up, and had a large bump on his head. He shook the boomerang at Link, who was confused. "I'll teach you to throw and steal from ME!" he snarled, and started running at Link.

Marth stepped back, slightly weirded out. "Link, what happened?"

Roy gasped. "Wait! I think he means Young Link- but Link looks like him!"

Link clenched his fists. "I'm going to kill the little runt!"

Roy grinned. "Link is going to kill Young Link!"

"This is it!" laughed Marth. "Link is going to commit suicide!"

"But Older Link won't die, will he? It won't be suicide then." Roy thought about this.

"But he's killing Link-"

"SHUT UP!" screamed Link, and backed up. "That stable guy is going to kill me!"

Roy snorted. "You're not seriously scared of the stablehand?"

Link snapped, "If someone is mad enough, they can kill anyone."

"And he looks that way," said Marth thoughtfully. "Yeah, it might be a good idea to scram."

And with that, the three swordsmen scattered towards the campstore, parallel to the horse barns.

And the insane stablehand.

(End Chapter Six)

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