Chapter 4: Watch Out!
It had been a week since the performance. Michelle was well into her second semester with her workload. The Smashers found an old, abandoned apartment complex by the campus to temporarily stay in (which Peach and Zelda fixed up with their magic). The success was still getting to Falco's head, which was really irritating the other Smashers.
That day, Michelle came to the complex to visit her friends, a bit stressed out. Link noticed her condition and walked over to her.
"Are you okay," he asked his girlfriend.
"Me? Oh yeah, I'm fine," started Michelle. "Other than the fact that I have an eight-page paper due Friday AND I have two huge tests to study for that are in two days."
"Ouch," commented Fox, who was listening in on the two. "What subjects do you have the tests in?"
"Oceanography and my Renaissance to Modern art history class."
"I can't help you with the art part, but oceanography I can help you with. Why don't we go to the library and I'll help you study?" Michelle smiled happily.
"Really? Thanks, Fox!"
"Hey," started Falco. "While you're out, could you pick up some more gel for me? Thanks, you're a doll." Michelle's quickly looked in Falco's direction and a really ticked off look formed on her face. She stormed over to him and slapped him hard, his head snapping to the side. The other Smashers heard the slap and stared at the scene in shock (mainly because nobody's ever had the nerve to slap Falco, and they thought Link was the one that got slapped).
"You've been nothing but a pain in the ass lately, Falco! And I, for one, and sick of the way you've been treating us like we're your servants, or agents, or whatever the hell you're thinking in that thick head of yours! And I really, REALLY, hate being called a doll! Next time you call me that, I'm going to send you to a world of hurt! Do you understand me!?" Falco just stared at her like she'd grown another head.
"Are you done? Because I can't hear the game with your yelling."
"Ugh! Forget it! C'mon, Fox, let's go to the library." With that, she stormed over to her purse, grabbed her keys, and dragged a stunned Fox out of the complex, slamming the door shut. Link glared at Falco angrily.
"You owe her an apology, Falco," demanded Link. Falco sighed in an annoyed fashion and turned in his chair to look at the Hylian.
"Great, now you're on my case, too? What are you, my mother," stated Falco cockily. Ganondorf, who was patiently trying to read a book, slammed the book shut, stood up, walked over to Falco, grabbed him by the throat, and picked him up, glaring at him hatefully. The Avian tried to pry the Gerudo's hand from his throat, gasping for air. Link, Donkey Kong, Mario, and Zelda had to pull Ganondorf off the bird and restrain him. The sorcerer released himself, grabbed his book, and stormed upstairs, slamming his door shut so he could read in peace. Falco sat back down, wondering how the hell he'd been pissing everyone off lately. He then shrugged it off and went back to watching the television.
"I can't believe that guy," shouted Michelle in the car, on the way to the nearest 7-11.
"Falco's always been like that. I've learned to ignore it. Say, isn't the library on campus," asked Fox.
"I'm getting myself a Slurpee to calm myself down before I go in. Do you want one?"
"What's a Slurpee?"
"Oh, they're great to drink when it's really hot outside. You'll love them, trust me."
"No problem there. Maybe we should get one for Falco to cool him off."
"Personally, I'd like to dump one right on his feathery little hea—What's this jack-ass doing?" Michelle and Fox looked to their left and saw a car next to them trying to drag race with them just as it started pouring rain.
"Just pull off the road until he passes," suggested Fox. Michelle tried pulling over to the side, but the car just slammed into the side of her car as hard as it could, causing Michelle's car to spin out. Both Fox and Michelle screamed as the car went into a ditch, the passenger's side slamming into the trunk of a tree.
It had been a week since the performance. Michelle was well into her second semester with her workload. The Smashers found an old, abandoned apartment complex by the campus to temporarily stay in (which Peach and Zelda fixed up with their magic). The success was still getting to Falco's head, which was really irritating the other Smashers.
That day, Michelle came to the complex to visit her friends, a bit stressed out. Link noticed her condition and walked over to her.
"Are you okay," he asked his girlfriend.
"Me? Oh yeah, I'm fine," started Michelle. "Other than the fact that I have an eight-page paper due Friday AND I have two huge tests to study for that are in two days."
"Ouch," commented Fox, who was listening in on the two. "What subjects do you have the tests in?"
"Oceanography and my Renaissance to Modern art history class."
"I can't help you with the art part, but oceanography I can help you with. Why don't we go to the library and I'll help you study?" Michelle smiled happily.
"Really? Thanks, Fox!"
"Hey," started Falco. "While you're out, could you pick up some more gel for me? Thanks, you're a doll." Michelle's quickly looked in Falco's direction and a really ticked off look formed on her face. She stormed over to him and slapped him hard, his head snapping to the side. The other Smashers heard the slap and stared at the scene in shock (mainly because nobody's ever had the nerve to slap Falco, and they thought Link was the one that got slapped).
"You've been nothing but a pain in the ass lately, Falco! And I, for one, and sick of the way you've been treating us like we're your servants, or agents, or whatever the hell you're thinking in that thick head of yours! And I really, REALLY, hate being called a doll! Next time you call me that, I'm going to send you to a world of hurt! Do you understand me!?" Falco just stared at her like she'd grown another head.
"Are you done? Because I can't hear the game with your yelling."
"Ugh! Forget it! C'mon, Fox, let's go to the library." With that, she stormed over to her purse, grabbed her keys, and dragged a stunned Fox out of the complex, slamming the door shut. Link glared at Falco angrily.
"You owe her an apology, Falco," demanded Link. Falco sighed in an annoyed fashion and turned in his chair to look at the Hylian.
"Great, now you're on my case, too? What are you, my mother," stated Falco cockily. Ganondorf, who was patiently trying to read a book, slammed the book shut, stood up, walked over to Falco, grabbed him by the throat, and picked him up, glaring at him hatefully. The Avian tried to pry the Gerudo's hand from his throat, gasping for air. Link, Donkey Kong, Mario, and Zelda had to pull Ganondorf off the bird and restrain him. The sorcerer released himself, grabbed his book, and stormed upstairs, slamming his door shut so he could read in peace. Falco sat back down, wondering how the hell he'd been pissing everyone off lately. He then shrugged it off and went back to watching the television.
"I can't believe that guy," shouted Michelle in the car, on the way to the nearest 7-11.
"Falco's always been like that. I've learned to ignore it. Say, isn't the library on campus," asked Fox.
"I'm getting myself a Slurpee to calm myself down before I go in. Do you want one?"
"What's a Slurpee?"
"Oh, they're great to drink when it's really hot outside. You'll love them, trust me."
"No problem there. Maybe we should get one for Falco to cool him off."
"Personally, I'd like to dump one right on his feathery little hea—What's this jack-ass doing?" Michelle and Fox looked to their left and saw a car next to them trying to drag race with them just as it started pouring rain.
"Just pull off the road until he passes," suggested Fox. Michelle tried pulling over to the side, but the car just slammed into the side of her car as hard as it could, causing Michelle's car to spin out. Both Fox and Michelle screamed as the car went into a ditch, the passenger's side slamming into the trunk of a tree.