Time to reverse someone else... (Note: This'll be a little short.)
At this point, Marth was starting to have second thoughts about everything. A bird had almost molested him. That fear didn't disappear. Why couldn't it have been a girl, he thought.
Hmm…a girl…
"That's not a bad idea…"
Marth got up off the couch, and the search for Peach began. Marth figured this: if Peach was normally all prim and proper, the exact opposite would be sluttish. Also, since Peach generally disliked Marth, she would soon be all over him. A brilliant deduction.
But how would Mario handle that? Truthfully, Marth didn't care. It would be more than worth it.
"This is definitely my best idea…"
"What's your best idea?"
Marth stopped instantly.
"No…"
Yes. It was Link.
"Why are you here?"
"Why are you here?"
Marth unsheathed his sword. Link stepped back.
"What are you gonna do with-"
Bam!
Link was out cold. Marth sheathed his sword and put Link in the courtyard.
"Now I just need to find-"
"Hey, hot stuff."
"…"
Bam!
Falco was out cold and placed in the courtyard.
Marth sighed. "Now I can-"
"Oh, those poor bab-"
Bam!
Ganondorf was out cold and...well, you know.
"Damn. Okay, now I can go find Peach."
Marth triumphantly marched back inside and unexpectedly ran directly into Peach.
"…Hi."
"Hello, Marth." Peach walked around him.
"Wait."
Peach sighed and turned around.
"What is it, Marth?"
"Tell me the truth. Do you like me?"
"I don't hate you."
"…Huh. Well, I-"
"What's that?" Peach pointed to the statue.
"It's a mirror."
"Ooh!" Peach quickly ran over to straighten herself out in the mirror.
No strength.
No feeling.
Nothing.
"I can't wait. When she comes to, she'll be mine…"
"Hey, Marth! What's-a going on?"
"Oh, shit," Marth thought.
Peach regained consciousness. The very first thing that she did was hug Marth. Tightly.
"Sweet."
Peach started to kiss Marth, but an angry Italian promptly strangled him. Zelda observed this for a while.
Then she broke out in laughter. "What a dumbass!"
To be continued…obviously.