Chapter 7…

Disclaimer: I don't own SSBM… if I did, then it'd be much more lamer and crazier.

I had to clarify something else… I put some wrong information in my previous chapter – as foxdude so kindly told me, Krystal is one of the members from the Star Fox (I keep forgetting her because the only Star Fox game I have and have played was Star Fox 64 for Nintendo 64: I haven't played Star Fox Adventures or that latest one that came out for Game Cube)

And I forgot to mention something else (sorry!): For some reason I can't put those line thingys that divide my comments before and after the chapter. Okay, so I can, but when I submit the chapter, takes it off and when I try to put them back up by reviewing the darn document I can't save changes, so no more lines for you until yours truly can find out a way around the line thing. Instead you'll see some weird symbols that divide the times of days and my comments before and after the chapter.

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Ness's POV

I shared my room with Young Link, these two weird kids that always stuck together (they called themselves the Ice Climbers or something like that) and Kid Icarus (A/N: Those who don't know, Kid Icarus is a Nintendo character who is basically a curly haired kid with wings and wears a white toga thing. Where he makes his appearance, I forgot, but he's a trophy in SSBM)

"When are we gonna get outta this thing?" Young Link complained, sprawled on his bed. He balanced the butt of his sword on his palm for as long as he could.

"Well…" Said Popo, the boy Ice Climber, "When we beat this test thing or whatever."

"Well duh…" Kid Icarus said and rolled his eyes. He sighed from the top of the TV cabinet (he had flown up there). Popo was stroking the smooth flat surface of his large hammer on the couch. Nana had her Gameboy Advance out and was playing some game while listening to us. And I was concentrating on the water in the glass. I was born with psychic powers and was practicing using them.

Nana turned off her Gameboy and commented, "It's raining."

The water that was in a clear ball just above Young Link's head fell on his blond head. "What was that for?" He complained, going to the bathroom and rubbing his silky hair on a towel.

"Sorry. I just…" I watched helplessly as everybody in the room laughed. Young Link did not seem to mind, however. He grinned at me and said, "You just caught the Master of Revenge."

"Oooh, I'm scared." I said sarcastically, "Whatever shall I do?"

"Run." Young Link said evilly and threw a pillow hard toward me. I quickly took out my bat and swung it. But in my haste, it went upward instead and hit Kid Icarus. In a flutter of wings he crashed to the floor with a, "OOOUCH!"

Nana and Popo howled with laughter, but Popo immediately shut up once Kid Icarus threw the pillow at him and hit him squarely in the chest. "Hoooh." The air was taken out of him.

"Was that a little too hard, little baby poo?" Kid Icarus imitated a baby voice then lowered it menacingly, "That's what you get for laughing."

"Oh pipe down!" Nana said. She hurled a pillow into the air and swung her hammer at it, making it smash into Young Link. "Whoops…" she said sheepishly, and a second later she received a blow on the head from Young Link.

"Don't mess with Revenge Master!" He roared, and beat his chest with his fists. "Ahhhiya-eee-ya-eee-yaaaaah!"

"Sorry Tarzan, but your reign has just ended." I said and hit him on the bum with my pillow. He swung on his back and hit the floor on his back with a thud.

"Oooh… you'll pay…" He growled and grabbed my hat off. I calmly snatched it back with my psychic power.

"Heyyy! That's cheating! No powers allowed!" He said, as he made a furious swipe for his cap that I was currently dangling in mid-air.

"How'd you guess I was using my powers?" I asked with mock surprise.

"Give it back!" He climbed on the bed and jumped for his cap – and missed.

There was a knock from the door.

"Get the door!" I hollered, while Young Link, Popo, and Kid Icarus, stood still for a moment, hearing the knock, then started cleaning the mess we made in our room at top speed.

Nana strode to the door, amid the mess, almost tripped on her parka and opened it. A maid stood outside with a sealed envelope.

"Is master Ness here?" She asked somewhat timidly. Nana wordlessly pointed me out. I walked over.

"Yes?" I asked, trying to block out the mess that we created.

"This is for you." She gave the envelope to me.

"Er… Thanks?" I said uncertainly. If the maid caught my questioning voice she did not say anything. She simply curtsied and went out. Nana slammed the door shut.

"How odd." I ripped open the envelope. Inside I pulled out a scrap of parchment. It felt like it was hundreds of years old. I held it to the light to detect forgery. There was none.

"I know what those are." Kid Icarus said in his hushed voice he hardly used. "Those are map pieces. They're like tickets to getting out of here!" He made a grab for it, but I held it from his reach.

"Whoa, you must be real lucky." Young Link said. "Who could've sent this to you?"

"I'm not sure, really." I turned the envelope wonderingly. It said MH on it. Master Hand sent this!

"Master Hand sent this?" Nana said awestruck; she was right behind me, monitoring my every move.

"I guess." I said, not knowing what to say. I thought it over. "There's something I need to do." I said, putting my cap on, the front on the back of my head.

"Wait." Nana said. "What exactly, do you plan to do?" She frowned, placing her hand on her hip.

"Yeah, where?" Young Link said. Popo stood with Nana, though he did not say anything.

"I'm going to find out anybody else who has it."

"That is the most stupidest idea ever!" Exclaimed Nana. "This is why you've got me and Popo." She gave a wide mischievous grin that was so wide it reminded me of a mischievous monkey

"And me!" Young Link shook his sword up fiercely and rather too spiritedly because a moment later it flew out of his hand and missed Kid Icarus's curly head by inches.

"Wait, what's this for?" I asked, not knowing where this was going.

"Looky here Ness. You aren't the biggest master of disguises. What are you exactly planning to ask everybody?"

"Um… Do you have a map piece, because I found one?" I asked shrugging, while Young Link scowled and picked up his sword.

"That's where you're wrong, mate." Said Popo, "People need these tickets. They will do anything to get a ticket – even steal. So… this is the plan." He, Young Link, and Nana huddled in and whispered their plan.

"No!" I said, my eyes all round, "That's intruding, that is! My mother told me-"

"Oh forget about your dearie old mother," Nana snapped, cutting whatever I said, "This is life now. You got to disobey here and there. Now do it!"

With that, Nana and Popo frog-marched me out with Young Link in the lead. One person, I realized didn't support me was Kid Icarus. His face was contorted in a mix of jealousy and fury. I instantly knew what he was thinking, and I didn't even need to use my psychic powers to read his mind; Kid Icarus was going to try and steal my map piece. My number one enemy was now rooming with me.

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Samus's POV

While Peach happily pointed out fashionable things and wondered if they were on sale, while Zelda sulked on behind us (she never was this sulky, but as she had Link related problems I couldn't blame her) I thought about my mystery guy. Who was he? Where did he come from? Did I know him? And most importantly; was he enemy or foe? The most part of me was firmly convinced that his heart was pure and that he'd meant what he had said. But wary doubts and cautions from Zelda and Peach made me wonder if he was just a clever actor.

"You could be a millionaire with the way you're thinking now." Peach said irritably as I stepped on her shoe by accident. She winced and added, "And these cost me a fortune too."

"At least they aren't broken." I offered weakly. I and Peach were like the two opposite ends of a rope. She was girly-girl while I was more tomboyish and preferred to do things that were ungirly. And Zelda? She could be in the middle of the rope, or be on a totally different rope.

"Tch, yeah! But you left a stain! And I forgot to pack my All-Purpose Stain remover." She sighed over forgetting to pack her thousandth and something item. "Anyway, what are you thinking about that was so much more important than my all designer shoes?" She asked.

"I was thinking about-" I stopped in mid-sentence, an idea formulating in my working brain. "Oh. My. Gosh. I think I thought of something!" And without explaining anything to Peach or Zelda I broke off into a dash, ignoring the pleas for information.

I dashed up to the hotel, found the room I was looking for and knocked. I hadn't seen him for so long, yet he was one of my best friends. Could my mystery person be him?"

The door handle opened. My heart beat painfully fast as it was pulled down and slowly it pulled open. Why was I so flipping nervous? Oh maaan… please, don't make me wet my pants I thought nervously (A/N: For those of you who don't know, I "forgot" to mention this earlier; Samus has never had a boyfriend and never went into those matters, which is why she is so nervous). I hoped he was alone; I did not want to ask him about this in front of everybody.

"Hey Sam. I was wondering when you'd start missing me." A cheerful voice wafted from the doorway. My head shot up and looked into his somewhat-intense-but-still-cheerful blue eyes (A/N: I don't know whether this character has blue eyes or not, so I'm just assuming.)

"Hello." I swallowed.

"You look like you've seen a ghost. Anything I can do for you?" He answered to my hesitant "hello".

"I need to talk to you." I said.

"Is something wrong?" He looked at me concerned but gestured inside.

I gave him a confused look, gave a noncommittal jerk of my head but went inside the room that belonged to Captain Falcon.

Fox's POV

"Meet… you… later…" I said, while I worded out my sentence to Bill (A/N: For those of you who don't know, Bill appears in Star Fox 64; He's Fox's longtime friend. I think he's a dog… I'm not sure I forgot. Fox and Co. have to help him and his buddies save his planet and during the game Bill helps Fox out as well), Slippy (the same Slippy that was with Luigi and Daisy who experienced Saria's temper) and Peppy (A/N: Peppy is Fox's father's friend in Star Fox. In Star Fox 64, Peppy is a hare who joins Fox's team. He joins because when Fox's father gets captured I refuse to think he's dead he manages to escape. But in this place, he's not going to be middle-age; he's going to be around 19. And of course Krystal is the newest member. She'll be around 15; same age as Fox).

"Hurry up." Falco said coolly, casually leaning against the doorway, his leg over the other with his arms crossed.

"Coming." I folded the note and placed it on a table and followed Falco through the door. Falco clicked his beak impatiently as he waited for the elevator.

"Let's not take the elevator." I begged. Peach was fresh in my mind.

"Whatever, this is taking forever anyway." He glided down the staircase, while I followed. Falco, of course, was acting cool as possible, while I had to make an effort to catch up.

We walked around trying to find anything interesting. "Hey." A voice said from behind me.

Though there was no sight of sunshine today (It was rather a gloomy, gray, cloudy day) it became pretty hot. "Hey Krystal." I managed to respond weakly to my crush.

"Falco, you still owe me money from that bet we made!" Katt (A/N: Katt is, I'm supposing, Falco's girlfriend. She helps the team out. Of course, you all know what animal she is; a pink kitty!) (Who was with Krystal) flung her arms around the blue bird.

"Uh… yeah, I forgot." He gave a sheepish grin, through her furry arms. He reached to his wallet and took out a 20 dollar note and stuck it in her short's pocket.

"Pleasure walking into you here." Krystal serenely told me, trying to ignore the fact that, Falco was flirting with a rather giggly Katt.

"Yeah." I said. Add something else you nitwit! My conscious told me. I wildly turned to the first thing that popped to my brain which was a big mistake. "Nice weather." I gestured to the sky. Good going, idiot I silently berated myself. The stupidest topic to talk about was the weather. And to top it off, it wasn't even good weather.

"Mm… I think it's a bit too gloomy for my taste." Krystal responded absentmindedly.

"I think it's sort of fits my mood." I shrugged, biting back to agree with her.

"Heard about those map piece things?" Krystal asked.

"Huh?" I gave her a blank look, before I registered what she was talking about, "Oh, yeah. Do you have one?"

"No. That's exactly why I and Katt were walking around here."

"Oh." I managed to reply.

"Why were you out?" She asked.

"Oh. Well, Falco and I decided to try out the arcades or the rides, if Falco was up to feeling brave." I said, trying to feel brave.

"What!" Krystal's mouth dropped open, "You'll get yourself smashed! Don't go on the rides! Please!" She begged.

"It's the only way to get out of here, and I highly doubt that I'll find a map piece. Anyway I'm not sure if I should or not."

Krystal looked at me silently. I tried not to feel pleased that she actually cared this much. I guess she did because what happened next was incredible.

"This is if you'll never come back." She told me quietly and then she put her hands (er paws) on the sides of my face and somehow our lips met. I didn't know how long it lasted but it was just like heaven. It could have lasted an hour, a day, even a second longer but we both had a mutual embarrassed feeling when Falco laughed out loud at us.

"Fox and his team member? That's some gossip!" He grinned (I don't know how birds do it with their beaks!) at a now blushing Krystal and me.

Katt was watching us. She looked completely agog at this piece of information and looked like she could hardly wait to tell her other chatty, gossiping friends.

"It was only… I might not be able to see you…" Krystal stammered out excuses though she was drowned out by a peal of thunder.

"I'll see you later." Krystal told me, as me and Falco turned toward the arcade for refuge.

"I hope." I said, and not knowing how to part, I just gave a quick pat on her shoulder.

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"How many tickets?" I asked Falco a couple hours later. I'd won around four hundred just off those chance ones (A/N: The arcade/ticket deal is this: you play those whack-a-mole weird games and however high your score is, you get a tickets. How much tickets you get, you trade them in for a prize; the more you get the more expensive the prize gets).

"Only 10." Grumbled Falco, fishing out his purple tickets. "That's hardly worth a pencil. Here kid, take these ten tickets." He shoved his small pile of tickets into a small kid's hand. He stared at it wide eyed.

"I'm not s'posed to accept things from strangers." He told us, his round eyes becoming bigger. Then he recited, as if by heart, "If I do, I might be molested, arrested, kidnapped…" He listed a whole bunch of other ways to get kidnapped; some that were harebrained.

"Done kid?" Scowled Falco after the kid was done.

"My name's Sam, not kid."

"Yeah but you are a kid."

"No I'm a cherub."

"You're still a kid." Said an annoyed Falco.

"But- but… Mommy says I'm an angel."

"To her you are." Snorted Falco. "Listen… cherub, just accept the darn gift. It's a gift from god. You got lucky. End o' story."

"You're god?" Asked the kid. "Whoa…"

"ARGH!" Falco said. "Just take the stupid tickets. GOOD BYE!" He roared into the poor kid's face.

-BOOM!-

"W-what was t-that?" Falco tensed, looking around. The walls were shaking. The little kid screamed and ran out, slipping between the teens' legs that were crowded around the exit.

"Get down!" I pulled Falco down. I looked up with fear stabbing my brain and hearts, like an icy dagger. The ceiling collapsed inside, with the walls toppling over the now sunken ceiling. I ducked and, with some difficulty pulled, a shocked Falco under a table. The whole thing collapsed; the chairs broke as easy as a toothpick, and the table wasn't a great shelter either. It caved in too. My eyes stung from the dust, and I coughed.

"Falco!" I wheezed, when I saw the bird wasn't next to me anymore.

There was a jagged piece of rubble cutting into my side. I hurt so badly, I wanted to cry out. I could not move; I was pinned. I saw a limp figure on the floor; groaning.

"Falco?" I weakly asked. Forgetting how weak I was, I tried to go to him. I don't know how I did it, but somehow I wriggled out, and reached Falco. "Falco? You okay?" My voice trembled as I spoke.

There was no answer.

My brain fogged up. I didn't know what to do. I became panicky really quickly as horrific scenes of death filled my head. I was alone on this boat. I jabbed my elbows up, punching the rubble out of the way. There was no air, only dust, and I needed to breathe properly. I saw a clear patch of sunlight, after working for sometime. There was a shaft of air. My brain cleared through a bit then I pushed Falco through the tiny hole. How he fit through, I'm not sure, but then again, I could barely think.

I pushed myself through the hole. I was free! I dragged Falco and sort of put him on my back. Staggering along the way, something blew into my face; something worn and old. When I inspected it more, it dawned on me that the impossible was now possible; I had a map piece.

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Capt. Falcon's POV

"What's wrong?" I asked the huntress who just watched me with a faraway look on her face. The last time she had looked this nervous was when she lost my F-Zero game and came over to tell me.

"Well…" She suddenly broke into a crooked smile, "Where do I begin?" And she launched into a thrilling tale of meeting some mysterious teen who had fallen in love with her.

"Are you sure you can trust him?" I asked tentatively, once she was done.

"With all my heart." Samus said; her eyes glowed fervently.

"Hm…" I said, "Well, you look like you've got quite a lot with this mystery guy on your hands!" I tried to lessen the tension and laughed weakly, "I wish I were that guy! The way you talk about him."

Samus looked at me intently. She was sitting right next to me, on my bed, one foot crossed underneath the other that dangled on the floor. She was thinking so furiously that I thought I could hear the wheels turning in her head.

And then she lowered her eyes unto mine. She drew closer. Samus? I mentally asked her. This wasn't right. I wasn't her boyfriend. I was just a friend, that's it.

"What the heck!" I said it more like a statement than a question and drew away from her, when she leaned into me.

"Aren't you?" She asked; she drew away too.

"Aren't what?" I asked warily.

"My mystery guy on the roof?" But Samus's eyes lowered down in disappointment, as she knew her what her answer was going to be.

"Sorry Sam. I have to disappoint you this time. I'm not that person." I told her quietly.

"But I so thought it would be you!" She exclaimed and gave out a frustrated cry.

"Sorry…" I whispered. I didn't know what else to do, so I watched the tears leak down her face like a drippy faucet. I pulled her in and hugged her; in a comforting, friendly way.

But Samus brushed me off. Her eyes were red, and her cheeks were rosy from her tear-stained cheeks. She walked to the door and paused, "There's an envelope for you on the floor." She said in a surprisingly unfaltering, strong voice. Then she opened the door, turned her head around to face me one more time. She gave me such a look that I really couldn't put into words; it wasn't angry, it wasn't sad but I knew I'd never forget it in a hurry.

I bent down to pick up the envelope. There were two letters made out in very bad handwriting; CH: Crazy Hand. I tore open the envelope and pulled out a piece of parchment. I couldn't believe it. It was a map piece.

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Zelda's POV

The wind blew gently across my hair, ruffling it past my pointy ears. I loved the feeling of the wind. It was so cool, and… powerful but gentle at the same time. And at a time of worry, the wind calmed my soul down.

I leaned against the rails that kept people from falling into the lake and supported my arms on it as my eyes scanned the peaceful, scene; the type of calmness and stillness that came before a thunderstorm struck. The clouds were a dull gray still; almost like a place called London.

My tensed up muscles relaxed, and I let all the tension and worry I had, go. Everything… the attempted assassination and rape on Peach, Samus's mystery person… Link…

Wait.

When I thought about Link, only words and phrases popped into my head. I could not get Link entirely off my head, no matter how hard I tried. And as much as I tried denying it I faced the truth; I was in love with Link.

Trust.

Betrayal.

Hurt.

Suffer.

And a word that didn't belong there just came, unbidden and crept up in my head so softly, it could've just easily appeared from thin air.

Love.

I sighed. I wanted to throw my hands up in frustration; never had my mind been so filled up and confused. Never was my brain so wrapped up and diminished.

"Zelda?" Great, now I was even hearing his voice in my head. Was it really worth it to go up to him and tell him that he was some annoying git who felt no shame, and yet the person he hurt most was still in love with him?

"Please… don't ignore me." The voice pleaded. Okay, so this was real then.

"What do you want?" I forced the snap in my voice as much as I could, so he could feel my anger.

My emotions.

I hated him for what he did.

My bewilderment.

My hurt.

My… love!

"I- I wanted to… to apologize." I turned to face the handsome Hylian elf's sapphire blue eyes. His eyes were like sea-green oceans and I found myself drowning in them like some happy saint.

"Sorry Link." Though what I really wanted to say was, "I loved you more than Saria did and you still ran off with her. How could you treat me so shabbily when you mean the world to me!"

"I'm not d-done." He stammered. He was dressed in black. Black brought out his silky blonde hair and eyes really well… they made them stand out a lot.

"What more is there to say?" I couldn't help myself. "You made a major mistake. We can never be the same. The end." I mentally added to myself, "And yet I still love you."

"There's… a lot more." He said. "Marth… told me I should tell you the truth before you break off contact with me."

"I thought I already had." I said, turning back to the lake that had suddenly turned menacing instead of peaceful.

"But… I thought you should know that… that I broke up with Saria." He said it in a rush.

What! Does he still have feelings for me? Why? I thought…But I knew that the only way to know was to ask him.

"Why did you do that? I thought you saw her fit to be with you. Better than me." I added the last sentence with self-pity, although I hated self-pity; it was pathetic.

"I didn't think she was better than you. She didn't even come close. You mean the world and more to me. And I'm not lying anymore." He put his arms on my shoulders and turned me around so I couldn't miss those eyes. Those soft, gentle eyes that could hold just as much hostility. The ones that held unlimited love in them. Could I trust them again as I had once done when he'd confessed his little crush on me in sixth grade? Were they telling the truth as they once had? I could see it clearly, the truth swimming in his eyes, like a graceful whale.

"Then why did you go out with her?" His arms on my arms were just like heaven, but pride made me shrug them off and look serenely as possible into his eyes.

"Because… Saria… found out something about you… Something you obviously didn't want to tell anybody else."

My curiosity was aroused. "What? I'm… I didn't hide anything…" I said, but the truth dawned on me slowly, like a leopard stalking his prey and pouncing on it.

"Saria read your diary. She now knows all your embarrassing thoughts. How your father died (I gaped at this) why you're so afraid of Ganondorf (I tried my hardest not to shudder but I flinched anyway)… and how you met me. She told me that if I did not go out with her to make you jealous, then she would tell the whole school."

"B-but why is she doing this?" I felt like crying now. So she knew? My rival knew! My gloved hands clenched and I slowly closed my eyes. When I opened them I got his answer.

"Because… You know how she is. And plus, she was always jealous of you. She was jealous of us… jealous that you are a princess, jealous because in some cases Malon trusted you more than her, jealous because you are so pretty… jealous because you lead a more perfect life."

"But you should've known that, I… that I could cope with it myself!" I exclaimed. "Why didn't you risk it and tell me! You're such a big idiot!" I screamed a various number of names at him. Most of them didn't fit him. But he stood there, his sea-green eyes downcast, shameful. "You fool." I ended quietly.

"I'm sorry… I should've known that you could've coped with it. I'm real sorry Zelda." I wished I could believe him. I felt so bad for calling him names. Guilt mixed with my pangs of sorrow filled my heart.

I gently slapped my palms on his black fabric. I hated it when people saw me crying and right now Link was no exception to this rule. But I was fighting a losing battle. My emotions that I had tried restraining suddenly rose from my heart to my head, to my eyes. A burning, prickly sensation filled my eyes. My eyesight became blurry. I could feel my cheeks burning and my nose turning red like it always did when I cried.

I only heard, and felt. I heard the wind whistling quietly, I could hear my heart beating rapidly and my sniffles. I could feel his arms push my head toward his chest, protecting me from the world and its dangers. I felt his own heart beating against the black fabric. I felt his lips press against my hair. "Why are you crying?" He asked. The guilt grew bigger.

I looked up into eyes. "You're making me feel guilty."

He raised his eyebrow at me. "It is I who should feel guilty. I should've told you everything. It was my mistake." He pressed his lips to my forehead and my nose. Then he took my face between his palms and kissed me full on the mouth. It felt so good, that I vaguely wondered why I hadn't begged for him back.

I remembered what Impa once had told me. "A princess should stay strong no matter what. She should always do the right thing. Most importantly, if a person wants to gain a bond of trust from a princess, he or she must prove him or herself that they are capable of being a true friend." As much as I didn't want to, I reluctantly made up my mind.

I pulled away from our embrace. Link smiled at me in a bemused sort of way. "Link…" I started, "I – I'm sorry." My voice grew stronger, "Unless you really love me, you must prove it." He opened his mouth, perhaps to protest, but before he even said one word, I teleported from the spot to someplace else.

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Marth's POV

"Hey Sam." I said. Sam? Since when do you call her Sam?

But Samus didn't seem to want to talk. And why should she? I thought miserably she doesn't know…

"Samus?" I asked weakly.

"Don't BOTHER me!" She shouted, "Whoever you are!"

"It's just me. Marth."

She wheeled around. There were no tears on her face, just agitation.

"What happened?" I asked faintly.

"What happened?" She said shrilly. "I'll tell you what bloody happened! Once upon a time there was an ugly girl named Samus Aran who's friends were so very beautiful, and plus they were born of royalty. The ugly girl received an invitation to a theme park that actually killed people, only Samus and her friends didn't know that and so they accepted. During the horror, she lost her roommate. What was worse was that she met a person on the roof who fell in love with the ugly girl but the girl did not know who this mysterious person was. So then, the prat of a girl went to her best guy friend named Falcon, thinking it was him! Guess what? It wasn't! So the damn girl made herself look like a fool and now she thinks that she just lost her best guy friend 'cause she almost tried to kiss him." She jabbed a finger into my chest, "And all the while, some Altean prince thinks it's funny and just has to ask somebody what's wrong, just because he doesn't know what's what!"

Did it look like I was laughing? Did she seriously think it was Captain Falcon? I burst out laughing like the idiot I was.

"WHAT'S SO DAMN FUNNY!" She half shouted in my face.

"You thought it was Captain Falcon out of all people!" I doubled up laughing.

"Um… YEAH!" She said in my face. Then she slapped me in the face. And it wasn't gentle. "Shut up Marth. Just shut up for a minute. Just because you don't have any problems in this godforsaken place, doesn't mean you have a right to laugh at other people's problems just because they have problems. Got that straight, pretty boy?"

"It's not like that. Samus!" I pleaded. Samus walked away.

"Get away from me, you little brute!" She yelled.

"Look, Samus." I turned her around. "Listen to me. I just thought that Falcon wasn't the right choice. I didn't mean to laugh. I just thought it… a bit absurd to think Falcon was on the roof."

"Argh, Marth!" She swore. "Like you'd do any better."

"Listen to me, Samus." But she would not. She kept ranting on about how much of a snob I was.

I didn't mean it to pop out, and perhaps as life went on I probably would regret it. But I was getting pretty desperate. "God damn it Samus! Listen to me! I'd never laugh at you!" She kept on going on, not listening to a word I said. So out of frustration I stuck my face into hers, so my nose was almost touching hers and crazily said, "Can't you understand! I. Love. YOU!" I roared the last part into her face

All was silent.

Great. Good going, Marth.

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Y.Link: What a drama queen

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