Thanks for the wait guys… I hope you 'specially like this chapter!
Y. Link: Crystalicios does not own SSBM… only ideas and some background characters that really don't matter…
Me: Why thank you Young Link! You're finally being a good little boy –pinches his cheek affectionately-
Y. Link: Don't. Touch. Me.
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Kirby's POV
So few people had received those map pieces. It wasn't a surprise to me that Ribbon (A/N: Ribbon is a princess fairy with pink hair that comes from Kirby Crystal Shards 64. When her homeland gets invaded by some kind of virus called Dark Matter she rides on a powerful crystal to get help and to flee. But the Dark Matter comes and follows her and somehow the Crystal shatters. Ribbon ends up on Pop Star, meets Kirby and they set off to collect the pieces of the crystal to restore peace to Ribbon's homeland, meeting a few friends you'll maybe meet) got one; after all she was a princess fairy. But what did surprise me was that she gave it to me.
"Please Kirby. I cannot thank you enough for what you have done to save my homeland." She had told me quietly.
"But… That… that was different." I remember protesting to her. "I did it because you needed the help. I can't accept a gift like this!"
"Kirby, don't you get it?" Ribbon had given me a gentle smile. She had flown up a couple inches, hovering slightly in the air. Every time she was excited, she always flew to the air. "This piece," She waved the bit of parchment in the air, "Is meant for true heroes." She flew to the ground, took my hands and said, "And you're a true hero. I mean it." She opened my hands and put the folded piece of old paper into my hand and whispered, "Please don't refuse it. It's the least I can do for saving me and my home planet." Then without waiting for me to say anything she left with a whir of her dragonfly wings.
This had only happened a day ago but every time I thought about it warmth flared inside me followed by an icy blast of cold. The warmth came from having such a good friend and the icy blast of cold was guilt. Ribbon had given up her life for me. It wasn't right. It just wasn't right…
"Oi, Kirbs!" A hyperactive voice sounded from behind me. I smiled at the artist with dark hair. She had a gleam of wit and impatience in her eye, and also a twinkle of mischief in them. Her name matched what she was always full of. Adrenaline (Adrenaline is also in Kirby Crystal Shards. Dark Matter possessed her and Kirby had to defeat her because she was a boss. When Dark Matter left her she decided to help Kirby and her friends. She has a unique gift; whatever she paints, it becomes real.).
"What is it now Adren?" I asked her. The red beret was attractively positioned lopsided on her head and she wore a sea-green tunic that was smeared with paint of every color imaginable. She wore black, simple pants with black shoes.
"This is the second time I was telling you about King Dede! Are you even listening?"
"Uh… Yeah." I lied. In my mind, I debated whether to tell Adrenaline about the map piece. Would she be jealous? Would she try to steal it? I liked Adrenaline very much. She was the most fun person to be around with, but sometimes she could get pretty unpredictable.
"With what's on your mind, I'd doubt anybody would listen to me torment a poor, fat, old duck king." She sighed, put her elbows on the table, leaned forward, and rested her head on her hands. She looked at me and sighed again, "What seems to be the problem?"
I decided to tell her. After all, she was one of my best friends. And anyway, she'd find out soon. "Promise not to tell?" I asked.
She impatiently tucked her black hair behind her ear and looked at me in the eye so I knew that she wouldn't lie. "Promise." She solemnly told me. I made a tiny note that solemn didn't fit Adrenaline.
"Well… Rib ot a map piece." I said, ignoring Adrenaline's squeal of, "Map piece!"
"Let me guess, Rib ave it to you?" Adrenaline asked me, putting on a smirk. "Whoa Kirby. Who would've guessed that a fairy princess would fall for a pink little blob like you? Maan… you must got some real charm there? What was it this time? Chocolates? Jewelry? Oooh… Jewelry always gets 'em!" She smirked at me.
"Oh please," I snapped at her, though I knew she was kidding with me, "The only girl that falls for the jewelry trick is you."
"So? What's, like, so totally wrong with that? I mean, like, a girl, like, needs her accessories." She pouted, imitating a perfect line for a cheerleader. But we both knew that she barely wore jewelry. Adrenaline was a perfect tomboy. Her hair was mostly unkempt, and she had cut her hair by herself (leaving uneven ends) and she never bothered to put make-up on or dress in neat clothes (Her tunic should clue you in on that one). "So Ribbon did give it to you?" Adrenaline asked.
"Yeah…" I hesitantly said.
"Well, then, what are you waiting for! Go home!" Adrenaline told me cheerfully, "I mean, no sense in waiting here and risking yourself." She said in a falsely bright voice. I could tell Adrenaline wasn't jealous, just hurt that I would be leaving soon.
"I know… But I can't just leave yet." I said, paying my half of the bill, while Adrenaline paid her half. We always split the bill every time we eat out. "I don't want you and Ribbon, and Dede, and everyone else to get hurt here. I mean, you guys can't all die here. There must be some kind of way to get out."
The corners of Adrenaline's mouth twitched. She gave me a humorless smile and said, "Kirby, I don't think there is one. Just go save whatever you can. Don't come down with us. Go. You deserve it. After all the times you've done good for others."
"But… you helped me! Without all that food you painted out for me, I would've never survived!" I protested. I hated that look of a helpless smile on her face. It just didn't seem to suit her hyperactive, witty and clever personality.
Young Link's POV
"Did you hear that?" I whispered to Nana. Me and Nana were spying on some oversized pink gumball with legs, arms, mouth, and eyes named Kirby who was talking some dramatic stuff to his painting buddy named Adrenaline. Popo and Ness were snooping someplace else. And Pikachu, Jigglypuff, and Pichu decided to help us by trying to get Samus to join our map piece unity.
"Yeah. The Falcon has a map piece. And the Sparrow doesn't." Nana whispered to me, rather energetically.
"Uh… what the crap is the falcon and the sparrow?" I asked her.
She rolled her eyes at me and gave me a false but good impression of a dim-witted grin. "The falcon is that pink blob, and the Sparrow is the painting person. Duh." She gave me the loser sign and turned her attention back to Kirby and Adrenaline.
I mouthed a "whatever" before whispering to her, "Time for some drastic action here." Luckily I was dressed in black jeans, and a black hoodie that had an LL on it. L.L stood for "Limpid Lances" which was a band (A/N: The band is purely made up!). And just my luck, Nana had these cool black sunglasses; the type that nobody can see where you're looking because the shades are so dark. I stole them from her, ignoring her loud whispered "HEY!" and put them on. I cleared my throat, put my hood on and stepped from our hiding place.
"Kirby… you're presence is required." I said in what I hoped was a shadowy, mysterious, rugged, whisper.
"Uhh… little boy? I'm in the middle of something right now…" Kirby trailed off.
"Little boy?" I tried spitting in all the venom I could muster into my "deadly whisper". "You are highly mistaken. It is you who is the little… er… blob." I continued in my "whisper of doom".
At the word "blob" Adrenaline burst out laughing.
"Oh shut up, will ya?" Kirby said, reddening, if that were possible. "And anyway, your height shows how big you are."
"I'm taller than you." I pointed out as mysteriously as I possibly could.
"Well… seeing how I'm the 'little blob I can't possibly be taller than a human. Or a kid."
"Whatever. Just because I'm short-"
"You're not short! You're fun-size!" Adrenaline interrupted, giggling. Gosh, I hated those stupid girl quotes.
"Whatever. As I was saying, I am rather short for my age. But that does not stop me from being older than you, Kirby." I said, trying not to betray any emotions that I'd bottled up.
"What does that stand for on your hoodie? Does LL stand for the 'Limpid Lances'? My god, nobody hears those guys anymore, they're lame!" Kirby said, noticing the logo on my hoodie.
"Oh…" Adrenaline wittingly answered with a grin, "I thought it stood for Loser's Lurgy!" (A/N: Loser's Lurgy comes from Harry Potter 6… Y. Link: As you can tell she's a big fan…)
"Ha ha." I said, in the same dangerous whisper, except I added some sarcasm in it. "For your FYI, my organization is so secret I cannot reveal it!"
"That's redundant." Adrenaline shot up at once.
"What is?" I asked.
"If you say, for your FYI, you're saying 'for your, for your information'! So instead you would just say FYI, instead of for your FYI!" She bobbed up and down once, happily, as soon as she was done with her information.
I and Kirby both gave her the 'who-cares-about-that' look at the same time. She shrugged her shoulders at us in her same bouncy manner.
"Will you come, Kirby?" I asked.
"Uh… sure. Whatever you say. C'mon Adrenaline." He nodded in her direction, "Let's go."
"Wait!" I said in my normal voice. They both looked at me strangely. "I mean, you're not allowed to bring the girl. Only you must come." I said hurriedly in my 'deadly' whisper.
Suddenly Kirby looked uncomfortable. Did he suspect it had something to do with the map?
"Wait! I will go!" Adrenaline said, standing up from the table. Her eyes were on fire, "Where ever Kirby goes, I go too!"
"How touching," I could not help but add a sneer to my voice, "Fine, come if you wish."
I led them outside, while I gave a signal to Nana to join us. She slipped outside, stalking us, pink parka and all.
Samus's POV
I stood there. What? This was crazy. Actually, ever since I'd been to this park, it's been crazy. I backed away from Marth's embarrassed face. I saw him turn his head away and mutter embarrassedly, "All that crap you've just heard… just… forget it." His cheeks were a bright red color.
I didn't know how to react. I didn't know what to do. Things just happened way too fast. What could I say? My brain was jumbled up. Mother had told me before she died to listen to your heart and brain. But right now if I looked into my heart I could see a sign hanging on the front saying, 'out of order' and a sign on my brain saying, 'closed for reconstruction'. "Marth…" I started hesitantly, but stopped when I was unsure of what to say.
"Listen," He said, still avoiding my eyes, "Just forget everything I've said to you this day, okay? You didn't need to hear that crap coming from my mouth right after… Falcon."
"I can't." I automatically said, reminding myself irresistibly of those cheesy dramas on T.V. that Peach used to adore.
"Can't what?" He asked, looking down now.
"I can't forget what you've said to me so easily. And right now, I don't know what to think right now. I don't know how to react. I…" Should I say what I honestly felt? "I don't… feel the feeling toward you that you… feel to me." I didn't know what else to say.
There was a long silence. "Well… say something." I said nervously to him.
"What else is there to say? I'm not going to try to persuade you." He said in a soft, faraway voice. When he finally met my eye for a brief second I was surprised and felt a pang of guilt when I saw that they were struggling not to shed or show any sign of tears. He cleared his throat; the look vanished. "Well, I guess I'm not going to waste my time." He shrugged an awkward shrug and shook his bangs out of his eyes. Then he slumped around and left.
I looked on after him. I felt terribly confused. I finally turned around. I had to get Marth out of my mind. I had more pressing matters in my head. I tried to concentrate on my mystery guy. Who was he? But no matter how hard I tried to concentrate, my brain always flashed the image of Marth's almost tear filled eyes.
I stood there, not knowing where to turn. What was I supposed to do? I stared on after him. Would our new-found friendship continue after this? My world was going in a blurry haze. Am I going blind? I thought, but a second later I was shocked to see a tear of mine drop to the ground. Its shape was flawless, smooth, and clear like a cross between a diamond and a pearl. I waited for it to shatter on the sidewalk and form a tiny pool on the floor. But that never happened. Somebody caught it. A white gloved hand.
"Tears should not be wasted. But I take it that this one was not wasted." A voice told me, full of sorrow. My head shot up. I stared into those aquamarine eyes. She looked into the distance. "Samus, when are you going to confront your emotions? Do you know how love feels? Have you ever admitted that you are in love?"
"Zelda?" I asked. I had never seen her in this mood before. It was… sad… emotional… and wise, yet powerful.
"'What is it your heart seeks?' was what my maid used to tell me. So I'm going to repeat the same advice to you." I barely caught the next words she said, but it was mostly to herself, "and I."
"What happened to Link and you?" I dared to ask.
Her eyes were hollow and she gave me a mirthless, soft smile, "Nothing more is between us. Unless he proves him self worthy." Her smile was gone in an instant replaced by a straight line that I could not interpret.
"Zelda…" I began to comfort her but she interrupted me.
"No Samus, it is not the time to comfort. It's the time to think." She looked at me and suddenly smiled. Then she walked away.
It was the longest time I had heard good advice in hard times. But this was one of those times that I'd heard advice when I most sought it.
General POV
Master Hand's Office
"You summoned me here, father?" The girl in the seat asked. Her eyes were a violent shade of ultramarine and intensely stared at the hand in front of her. She had chestnut brown hair that went to her waist. It gleamed a lot. She was slim, attractive, and tall yet there was a power-hungry look in her eyes that looked like it always wanted to be in the spotlight. She hopefully awaited the glove's response.
"Yes, Medusia, I asked for you." He responded in a very business-like manner, ignoring the fact that she had called him "father".
"What do you need?" She asked eagerly.
"Nothing that you should do. However, I need to ask you something of high importance." He said. There was a hint of anger in his voice. "Answer this. And your answer must have honesty in it. What do you know of these rides that keep breaking and killing innocent people?"
The girl stared hard at the hand. What did he mean? She did not do anything of those attacks. She thought of a way to say this. Her legs crossed together tightly. She finally looked at Master Hand.
"Father, I certainly did not plan those attacks. You've asked me this question three times already. Don't you trust me?" She looked at him and two fat drops of tears rolled down her cheeks.
"No, daughter, I don't trust you." He tartly told her. The remark stung, like Medusia had been struck in the face by him. "Further more, I know that you are behind this. If you don't tell me who or what happened… I'll see to it personally that you won't ever see me ever again." He floated curtly across the room, ignoring her silent weeping. He crossed the room, opened the door and floated out, slamming the door shut.
Medusia stared at the place he'd been just moments before. Her eyes became expressionless at first; blank like a piece of white copy paper. Then slowly anger developed and she began to kick and scream, throwing papers around the room, knocking chairs all over the room. Her hair was a terrible mess; it clung together like snakes.
"I'll make you see that you are my father. I'll make you see that I am your daughter. You'll pay for whatever you've never trusted me for. And then you'll pay attention only to ME!" She began in a whisper but yelled out the "Me" part. For a second she looked like a cannibal, red-faced, with spittle hanging from her unkempt hair and face, her eyes were a wild fury. Her nails now resembled claws. She would not be ignored like some… other person! She would do something about this!
When she left the room, her expression was quite normal and she looked like the same she had been before she came in.
Fox's POV
"Fox…?" The voice sounded unbearably weak. I looked up to the bright blue bird that was on the hospital bed. A pang of pity shot through me as I saw him on there, merciless, and so different from that cool image he'd created.
A groan escaped from his lips and his eyes opened. They were unfocused at first, but after blinking a couple of times they became normal. He struggled to sit up but it was hard.
"Just rest." I pleaded. I didn't want to see him struggling to do something that was so simple.
Through gritted teeth he replied, "No," and he squeezed his eyes shut and hoisted himself. After what seemed like hours but was only minutes he managed to get himself in a decent sitting position. "What's wrong with me Fox?" He asked, "Why am I so weak?"
I explained what had happened at the arcade, how I half dragged him from the hospital, how he'd been unconscious for three hours. Last but not least, I told and showed him the map piece.
"Katt… gave this to me?" Falco said weakly, looking at the item that now lay on his lap. He fingered the old, fragile object, "Why?"
"I dunno…" I said and explained what Krystal told me.
"Paralyzed?" He uttered in surprise. "What happened?"
"I think something fell on her…" I didn't want to reveal the rest of the sentence.
He looked at the map and then he looked at me. He gave me this stare. It wasn't his Falco's-Stare-of-Doom-version 6.1 that he used on people who intentionally wanted to piss him off. But it seemed very intense. He looked back at the map.
"How long have you've been here?" He asked.
"Uh… I just got here." I lied, not meeting his eyes. I didn't want to tell him that I actually stayed the whole time in the hospital from the moment he was there.
"Fo-ox… tell the truth." He demanded softly.
I gave him a guilty look, "The whole time you've been here…" I said.
He looked at me, giving me a more intense look. Finally he looked away again.
"What?" I asked.
"I don't want it."
"Want what?"
"You deserve it."
"Deserve what?"
"This!" He thrust the map piece onto me.
"I couldn't… No… I can't accept this… It's yours…" I stammered.
"Fox, I don't know how hard I hit my head," Falco began, "But while I was unconscious I guess I couldn't count all the times you saved me. All those times you saved me while we were flying. When we were in Solar, and my ship was about to overheat, you shot down all those birds to help me get my health back. And when that big boss came up, you saved me from his clutches too. And now, most people would've just left and called for help. But not you. You got me out along with yourself. I know I should be telling you to stop acting noble and get off my behind. But I guess you don't meet many people like you nowadays. So this is my thanks to you." He simply smiled at me.
I was at a loss for words. "Uh… Thanks."
"It's the most I can do." He said grinning.
All of a sudden the doors burst open and a big wad of pink bubble gum with legs, blue eyes and a mouth toppled in along with some girl with a beret on her head.
"We should've spied some more! Jeez!" The pink blob told the girl.
"Oh hush up Kirby!" She told him before facing me, "I have an announcement to make! Since you have a map piece you must go to hotel number 2 and room number 123 tomorrow at two for an important meeting. If you do not attend, we will force you to come." She told me. Then she did a little tap dance with a cane and a black top hat and danced out the door while Kirby turned on a CD player so it could have more effect. Except the door wasn't open. So she stumbled into it, banging headfirst into the metal door. And then she embarrassedly opened the door dragged Kirby out and slammed the door shut.
"Uh…" Falco started, confused while I threw my head back and laughed.
Ness's POV
Two Days Later
After all that hard work. After all that, plus a big number of deaths, we had finally found all the map pieces. The reason why it took so short was because every time we found a new person with a piece they decided to help us look for them. Also some people already knew that other people had gotten it. Samus had told us that Captain Falcon had one. But she'd stoutly refused to come with us to see him. There had been actually twelve map pieces and not eight as the rumors had said. When we had visited the last person with the map piece (DK) we decided to meet up in my room the very next day. Kid Icarus had decided not to come, but Nana, Popo and Young Link were the ones who actually decided on a meeting. A few other people were coming too. I knew that Marth, Roy, Peach, Zelda, and Pichu were coming for a fact. I also knew that Bowser and Ganondorf were coming along with some psychic pokemon named Mewtwo because they'd all threatened Popo into letting them come. A two-sided man by the name of Mr. Game and Watch (A/N: Okay, so it wasn't the cleverest idea where to put Mr. G&W but I had to put him somewhere!) had somehow overheard our plans and threatened to tell everybody about the meeting if he couldn't come. So he had to come too.
"Okay the guests we have so far are…" Popo muttered. I took a look at his list.
1. Luigi
2. Mario
3. DK
4. Yoshi
5. Capt. Falcon
6. Ness
7. Kirby
8. Samus
9. Jigglypuff
10. Link
11. Pikachu
12. Fox
13. Falco
14. Young Link
15. Popo & Nana
16. Pichu
17. Mewtwo
18. Bowser
19. Ganondorf
20. Dr. Mario (?)
21. Zelda
22. Peach
23. Mr. Game & Watch
24. Marth
25. Roy
"What's the question mark for?" I asked shrewdly, looking at guest number 20.
"I'm not sure if he's coming or not…" Popo replied.
"I see. And isn't Adrenaline coming?" I asked.
"Nup."
"Shame. She was starting to grow on me." I replied, fondly thinking of the hyper-active girl. You know, even though her clothes were stained and tacky she kinda looked attractive. Oh, please, Ness. Get a grip on yourself. I chided myself mentally tearing my mind away from the painter.
Popo raised an eyebrow at me but didn't comment. "I can't believe all the cool stuff is actually here! To think that we organized this whole thing!"
It was too cool to be true. All the teens were actually following us for once! Now that doesn't happen everyday I thought idly as I spun my yo-yo in a series of complicated moves. I couldn't live without my trusty yo-yo.
Kid Icarus scowled from a corner. He had stopped talking to me first, but when he found out that Young Link, Popo, and Nana decided to go with me he stopped talking to us altogether.
"Hey Icarus! Wassup?" Nana asked cheerfully.
"Nothing really." He smiled at her.
"Well… That's cool too." She laughed at her statement.
He laughed too. Then he grew sober, "Well it's better than talking to some bragger."
Nana's smile was wiped off her face. "What do you mean?" She asked.
"Don't get me wrong Nan, but Ness keeps showing off his map piece, like he's special or something…" He walked up to Nana and gave her a tender look. "Of course, you're too smart to support some dumb guy like him, right?" Nana stepped back, with a touch of defiance on her face. He recognized the look on her face, "You honestly don't support Ness?" He asked, hostility returned to his eyes. He took a step back too.
"For your information, I do! And you know what else? So does my brother and Young Link. And you know what? They are much SMARTER than you'll be, because they know who to support."
"What, crushing on that blonde brat now? The one who shows off his bows and arrows and his stupid wooden sword?" Kid Icarus snarled; his wings even looked unfriendly.
"No!" Protested Nana although she flushed. Was that the best comeback she could come up with.
The door opened. "What's up with you guys?" Young Link said, popping in. Talk of the devil…
"What's it to some jerk like you?" Kid Icarus shouted madly. His eyes were popping out.
"Uh… Nana? What's going on?" Young Link asked concerned.
"Oh nothing unless you count Kid Icarus being jealous of Ness. And you." Nana muttered.
"Me? Why?" Young Link asked shrewdly.
"Uh… No reason…" Nana said hastily.
"Ohhhh… no! She does have a reason!" Icarus flew to the air so fast that you could hear the whistle of wind. "Why don't you tell him? And FYI, I'm not jealous of Ness OR Young Link for that matter."
"Well…?" Young Link chose to ignore Icarus's remark. He turned to face Nana who had just looked away off.
"I…" How could she start it off? How could she tell Young Link that she liked him? And at a moment like this too?
But at that moment, Ness and Popo flung open the door. "THREE MORE PEOPLE TODAY!" Both shouted at the top of their lungs, joyous. But then they saw the tense expressions on Nana's and Kid Icarus's face, standing face to face far apart like they were about to duel. In between them was a perplexed Young Link who looked like he had just teleported there. He was looking at Nana with a puzzled expression, while Nana wasn't meeting his eyes at all. She just stared at the wooden floor with a mad annoyed expression. Icarus who was looking at Nana and Young Link with a cruel amused look that was mingled with a greedy expectant look, had looked up at Popo and Ness in alarm. But when he realized who it was he scowled.
"This is your entire fault!" He shouted, flew toward them, pushed them aside roughly and was gone in an instant.
Ness looked at the remaining kids thoughtfully. He didn't have to read Nana's mind to know what she felt. Popo who knew about Nana's feelings for Young Link tried to lessen the bleak mood that had settled in the atmosphere.
"Er… should we go for a pizza, or order one?" He tried smiling.
Every time I looked back to that scene I felt guilty. It was almost like it was me who was Icarus. Why did he hate me? Had I truly bragged so much it got on his nerves? Was he just jealous, like Popo had once told me? I sighed, failing to catch Icarus's eye. I turned away helplessly. Was there nothing I could do to repair our friendship?
Peach's POV
"Well you guys look like you've seen the end of the world," I commented to Zelda and Samus as they entered our room. Thank God, we'd gotten ours back. The boys' room was messy as we got it. And their bathroom smelled of a strong cologne that had made me light-headed, faint, and dizzy.
"Well… it's almost, but not quite." Zelda told me and explained what had happened between her and Link.
"Well… you kinda did the right thing. But Zelda… Does this mean you value your pride more than your love?" I asked.
"I wish you wouldn't make it sound that bad. Impa told me that sometimes love can't be the only solution. You being the hopeless romantic that you are, you wouldn't understand." She joked.
"Hey! Are you saying I'm hopeless?" I demanded playfully.
"But you're romantic too…" Said Samus smiling with a faraway look, before telling me what had happened between her and Marth and then what Zelda had told her.
"Aw!" I squealed. Both Zelda and Samus grimaced at the high-pitch. "That guy is absolutely the handsomest guy on earth… Besides Roy." She added quickly. "And Marth wasn't very romantic… but maybe things will turn out for the better?" I added hopefully.
"Maybe." Said Samus trying to sound nonchalant.
"I thought you were over Roy." Zelda frowned at me.
My light-hearted mood quickly spirited away at the mention of his name although my pulse quickened. "I don't know what to think of him right now." I said, wanting to change the subject. "Sometimes I just wish I could just make him like me! But I know he doesn't. So, I guess I should just drop it. Even though inside I don't think I will." I sighed.
There was a knock at the door. We all jumped. "A message for missus Peach and Zelda." A voice squeaked.
I hesitantly opened the door. A midget with a bald head and a silver cheap jumpsuit stood (A/N: I was sort of thinking of Mini-Me in Austin Powers… Don't ask why) He squeaked and pointed at the letter.
"What, you can't speak?" I asked, amused.
He shook his head. "But you were just now!" Zelda said while Samus looked thoughtfully at me and Zelda.
Something weird was uttered from him and then he pointed to a tape-recorder. I wondered why somebody went through the trouble to record it. I took the message from him which was sealed in a hot pink, girly envelope. I was puzzled. The midget gave me a funny smile then he slammed the door on me.
"Well?" Samus and Zelda asked. I turned the envelope open and saw that it was wax-sealed with a black snake as its seal. Why would something girly want a snake as its seal? I pondered for a second. But what I really wanted to know what was inside so I tore it open and:
Dear Princesses,
I know times like this are bleak. But as I look at it from your point of views I can imagine how frightful this is if you don't know what's going on and why you are here. I can give you the information of what is really going on here and the true meanings of the map pieces if you give me a little something. I want you to meet me at midnight outside hotel number 3. One more thing: DO NOT SHOW THIS TO SAMUS! I know you won't take heed of this warning but you should know that I am watching your every move. If you tell her, she will die a slow painful death by my hands. So consider this your warning. If you fail to show, you will regret it later on. Only you can save yourselves and possibly the rest of the people by coming here. Now, meet me tonight. Or suffer the consequences.
—Anonymous
Underneath were a few spiraling snakes. I reread the threatening note a couple more times, my heart beating painfully fast. She will die a slow painful death… If you fail to show, you will regret it, later on… So consider this you're warning… I can give you information…Or suffer the consequences… The words flashed by my head. I whirled around to face Samus and Zelda.
"What happened?" Samus asked: an anxious look came upon her face. "You look pale as a ghost!"
"It's nothing." I said back, hoping my voice sounded offhand.
Zelda looked at the paper in my hand and opened her mouth. I shot her a warning glance so she didn't have to mention it. She shut her mouth, puzzled.
"I think I'll go." I said, forcing the weakness out of my voice. "I feel rather faint in this room. I must get some fresh air."
Samus stared at me weirdly. Then Zelda. Then shrugged. Me and Zelda exchanged a knowing look then Zelda said, "I forgot that I'd meet… Slippy! Yes that's it… I'll meet you later. Bye Samus!" She lied through her teeth.
Samus gave me another queer look. Then she pawed through the drawer she had opened. She looked through more frantically. "Wait!" she cried. "It's gone!"
"What is?"
Her face was whiter than mine, "My map piece! Someone's stolen it!"
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That was… long… Sorry. Homework never fails to interrupt. And this wasn't especially long chapter either. I might not update much anymore. I have midterms this December… but maybe during my Christmas break I could make up for it? I don't know… stuff happens. I'll update whenever possible. Oh yeah, thanks for the reviews! I love ya all sooo much. Please give me a lot of feedback on this chapter! I'd looove it! Maybe as much as the previous chapter? Or maybe more? Thanks!
Y. Link: Well, somebody's getting a little too desperate… It's just a story!
Me: HEY! I'm not just a story! It's my passion! My soul…
Y. Link: -slaps forehead- Oh brother…
ANYWAY… Reviewer replies toooooo:
Polska: Aw… thanks… -blush- Really, too much… (Y. Link: Please don't praise her anymore because she'll wet her pants –grins evilly- Me: HEY! Don't listen to that little…) Do you always sign your name like that? Green Day is one of my top five favorite bands!
Royal Kenya: Well, Falco survived! I couldn't let somebody like him die! He's one of my FAVORITEST (a word?) characters! Besides, most of the time in murder fanfic stories Falco ALWAYS is a victim… Anyway… YOU MUST UPDATE YOUR STORIES! –takes out a knife- (Y. Link: I suggest you back away… slowly… because if you do it fast she might do something worse…)
Anonymous(the no-name one): Hey thanks!
War-Bearer: No matter how hard I try… I ALWAYS GET THINGS MIXED UP! There should be more reviewers who can point out small things… they help a lot! Hm… you make a good editor! Anyway... just forget what I say in the previous chapters… I'm crazy like that. Oh yes, the people who die… unfortunately they're dead… but you'll find out what happens next chapter…!
Noisemaze: Thanks so much! –automated voice- Thank you for reviewing, please comment and/or praise and/or flame me sometime soon. We hope and look forward to seeing you. Have a nice day and keep both your buttocks on! (Me: That was Y. Link! Y. Link: Aw man! I wanted the blame on you! Gr… Time for plan number 2)
Tears of Light: Oh no! A drama! Ah… I hate those things… (Y. Link: You filthy hypocrite! You're writing one AND you watch them too! Desi ones at that! You're sooo pathetic) I put Mr. Game in Watch… BUT I PROMISE THAT HE'LL APPEAR MORE INTO THE STORY! The way I put him was pathetic, wasn't it? Ah well… don't worry, he'll appear more!
Foxdude33: Thanks Fox is made for nobody but Krystal… although I wish she didn't die in your story (Y. Link: That's just because he wanted to create some juicy stuff... –looks at me weirdly- DUHHH! You've done it too… or TRIED TO! –s - Me: -throws a tuna can at him- Y. Link: OWWW!) ANYWAY… yes I read your latest chapter… I'm not sure if I reviewed but I cannot wait for the next. Thank you SO much for separating your dialogue… It makes it easier for my tiny brain anyyyyway… How'd you like this chapter?