A/N Wee! Over 40 reviews on a story! So happy...

Well, my thing at youth group went well, the band rocked, and I liked my cabinmates. The food was great too.

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Disclaimer: ::starts humming:: ::looks up:: Whoa, you need me to do a disclaimer? Shoot. ::rummages through piles of prepared disclaimers:: A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. ::looks at notecard:: Whoops, that's a quote.

(Start Chapter Eight)

Peach, Zelda, and Samus got back to camp- at least, Zelda and Samus dragged the unconscious Peach back to camp. Looking around and realizing no one was there, they looked around until they noticed flying bits of plywood and screams of frustration.

"This is insane!" yelled Falco, rubbing bruises and kicking a block of plywood, injuring his talon. "We're taking apart the bathrooms, and rebuilding it for a shack or two that probably won't stand up for more then ten seconds! I don't get you people! I- Arghh!" Falco had tripped on the very plywood he had kicked, and fell back, hitting the dirt.

Fox looked up from his job on the plumbing, which was going very badly. "You need to chill, Falco." Peering closer at the water tube, he prodded it.

The pipe exploded.

Fox was blown backwards with the force of the water pressure, and for the second time that day, landed over ten feet farther away then where was seconds ago. The pipe wriggled and continued spraying (and drenching) local Smashers, who were holding up boards of sliding to termite-infested stall doors for makeshift shields.

"Geez, Fox, could you have botched it any more?" snapped Captain Falcon, wrestling with a 2-by-4. Wrenching it up, he accidentally let go and the plank struck his face, scratching his nose and poking him in the eye. "Ow!" he yelped, and fell back among a pile of timber.

Zelda came over and placed a gloved hand over the pipe, closing off the water. "What exactly are you doing?" she asked, applying pressure onto the outlet of spraying water.

"We are trying to take apart the bathrooms to make shacks," snapped Captain Falcon. He slammed his fist onto a shard of plywood and broke it into thousands of little pieces.

Samus nodded. "Great. Wouldn't it be easier if just asked someone to help us with the sanitary, perfectly safe tents?"

The male Smashers stared.

"Um... I guess." Falco, calming down after his original explosion, slumped off to find Howard or some other primitive life form.

Captain Falcon growled in some way related to that of the hippopotamus. "I'll go fetch Link, Roy, and Marth." He threw his piece of plywood, which crumbled on contact with oxygen and fell to dust.

However, the racer did not have to go find them. The three swordsmen were coming at them, running. Link was in front, firing off random arrows behind his back. Captain Falcon ran up to them speedily, and grabbed Link's bow, snarling, "What the heck-"

Roy pushed Captain Falcon out of the way, yelling, "The holster's coming after Link because he looks like Young Link!"

The first thought of 'holster' that came into the racer's mind was a gun holster. "I didn't know they were alive. What did you do to make them so mad, Link?"

Marth, still running, yelled, "You idiot! We mean the horse stable hand!"

Just that second, a scream erupted from behind the arguing men.

"YOU!"

"RUN AWAY RUN AWAY!"

"AHHHH! MOVE NESS MOVE!"

Link swerved around, then cried out, "Yeah! The holster found Young Link!"

Zelda came running out, Samus trailing after her. They had left the unconscious Peach underneath the tarp tents- with a pitcher of spigot water strapped to her chest. They would know when she awakened.

It would be hard to ignore.

Zelda quickly, using Faore's Wind, transported to where Young Link, Ness, and the holster was. Grabbing the holster's hand, she threw him into the plywood shacks not that far away.

The holster fell into the bathroom and slipping into a toilet. He landed on something soft and warm. A rather peeved voice said, "So. You got thrown in here too. Who did it?"

(At Young Link and Ness)

Young Link hugged Zelda. "Thank you! The holster was going to kill me!"

Zelda sternly glared at him. "Why did you steal the horses?"

Young Link sheepishly grinned and stroked the groomed fur of High. "Well, we needed transportation, and nobody was using them..."

Ness patted his horse, which he had named The All Destroyer of Pitiful Enimies, or Tadope. "No one else was doing anything with them!"

Young Link shrugged. "Well, we were thinking off going on our own trail ride." He looked at them. "Want to come?"

Samus and Zelda looked at each other, then nodded. "Sure..." said Samus. "I'd better go get the others."

Zelda pulled on her arm. "No, you'd better not. I doubt they will agree." Looking at the sun, she guessed the time. "It's about four, we got here pretty early in the morning... so we have time," she decided. "I'll transport us to the stable."

Young Link wriggled. "Yay!"

Ness gave him a sidelong glance. "Yay."

Zelda also looked up. "Yay?"

Samus also peered up. "Yay..."

Young Link banged his head on a nearby sycamore tree. "Nevermind."

(At the stables)

Zelda walked up and down the stable isle, looking at the horses. All them were sticking their heads out, and nudged the princess as she walked by. She had snitched some apples and carrots out of the icebox in the office of the stables.

She swiftly changed into Sheik and cut up the apple with shards of needles and fed the carrot whole to the horses.

"These are huge," commented Samus. She walked up to a large, black-brown horse and stroked the side of her head. "You're a good horse it seems," she said. "Want some food, girl?"

The horse, nicknamed Isis, flicked it's tail and seemed to say, "Give me the vegetables and you can keep your bodily parts."

Zelda was stroking a horse who's name tag said "Bluemint". She fed him a carrot and slices of apple. "I think I'll ride you," she said.

Bluemint was white and pink, flecked with blue spots. His nose was a soft pink, and had blue-looking eyes in the dim light of the stall. He had recently been ridden- a saddle was already on the horse's back, and the reins were still attached. The same was for Isis.

Zelda/Shiek (A/N Who will now be known as Shiek until the change back) mounted up on the huge horse and nudged him with a foot. "Do you want to go out?" she murmured. Bluemint gave her the "Horses are superior you stupid fool but I suppose if I must I better get some good food out of this" and walked out of the stall.

Samus had gotten onto Isis and tried to shift so her leg armor did not hurt the horse as much. "Let's go!" she said, wiggling.

Shiek stared.

Samus blushed underneath her helmet. "Sorry, never ridden before."

Shiek had once or twice in the palace, but was not as good as some. Young Link and Ness were waiting near the trail's beginning. "What took you so long?" he asked, bouncing in his seat. High gave him a stern look, which resembled the one given to him so often by Zelda, and began to slowly walk towards the path, with Tadope and Ness behind him, then Isis and Samus, then finally Shiek and Bluemint. The other horses woefully looked out of their stalls, wanting to be ridden.

Instead of that, the Smashers later discovered, they broke out and smashed into the icebox, stealing all of the apples and carrots and broke into the holster's wine and whiskey cabinet. Later, they were reported to be aimlessly stumbling around in circles for hours in the forest.

(Back at camp)

Kirby and the Ice Climbers were trying to rebuild the shacks using suction and freezing the boards in submission. First, they put together two boards, which Kirby was inhaling air and pulling the boards towards him, while the Ice Climbers froze it.

This worked well until DK and Bowser, mad at they having fun, came in and smashed all their hard work. The three small ones chased after the turtle and ape until the fled. Sadly, they returned to their work, knowing most of the plywood was in splinters.

Mewtwo and Luigi were talking and soft tones to Mario nearby, murmuring words like, "It's okay" and "Maybe another time" and "If you get the part can I have Peach?"

The last remark mad Mario yell and whack his brother on the head, and then continued sobbing. In between breaths, he sobbed/hummed the Mission Impossible theme song, holding his hands in a gun shape and bobbing his head up and down.

(End Chapter Seven)

A/N Whew! I was getting tired after a while. I started at about 7:00 A.M and it's... let me check... 8:08 now! Geez. It really does take me a while to write. I hope this chapter was worth the wait, though it's a bit short and not as funny. I hope you still like it.

Yet again, I might not write for a while. I will be at Wolf Park this weekend with my two friends. In fact, I dedicate the horse portion of the story to my friend, who I stole the names of the horses at the barn she trains at from her. Bluemint, Isis- gotta love them. Also William, Boo the Wonder pony, Countess, and some more I cannot think of.

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P.S It's 8:15... took me seven minutes to edit...