Disclaimer: I do not own Nintendo or any of its characters.
Authors Note: I'm going to bring this story into first person.
Chapter 2: Punishment
Samus Aran
Link and I both walked down the hallway, not saying a word. The tension was very heavy as we made their way to the oval office.
Every Smasher dreaded going into the oval office. Everyone who walked in didn't come out a very happy person. Captain Falcon was suspended from a tournament not so long ago due a scuffle that happened after repeated arguments with Ganandorf. Mario had to face three opponents after his last trip hear. And the trip before that, Bowser and Mario had to team up in a tournament, which they horribly lost. Not that history was on their side. No two Smashers that were forcibly teamed up ever won a two on two tournament. And after what Fox told me, I was a little scared.
"So, what are they going to do to us?" Link asked, still keeping his eyes forward.
"Don't have the slightest idea," I lied. I wondered if I was lying to myself more than I was lying to the somewhat young elfin.
"Why did you say that about me?" Link asked, suddenly stopping. I rolled my eyes under the helmet.
"I only did that so I can get you in the fighting mood. If you have a problem with that, tough."
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't-" Link was cut off by Captain Falcon.
"Would your job count as a good reason?" the racer slash bounty hunter asked.
"What are you doing here?" Link demanded. The racer shook, his head.
"I'm here to make sure you two don't so anything that will get you fired. Now walk." I raised an eyebrow under my helmet, but I did anyway. Link and I walked forward until we were in front of an appropriately black pair of doors. Captain Falcon stepped forward and pushed the doors open. Link and I both stepped in, awaiting our fate.
Link
"Sit down," the Master Hand said. He wasn't really a hand in real life. He was just your average human unless he was fighting in one of the matches. But either way, he demanded respect. And we gave to him.
I looked at the long table. It was no wonder Captain Falcon was heading this way. All of the Smashers were sitting at the table. It was obviously a meeting.
Great, let the whole world about my punishment, I thought. I took a seat on one side of the table next to Yoshi. The green dinosaur tapped my shoulder and smiled at me.
"Yoshi thinks it won't be so bad," Yoshi assured. I smiled wealky. As comforting that was, I doubted he himself believed that. I looked to see who was on the opposite side of the table. It was Samus. We exchanged death stares before we faced the Master Hand.
"As you both know, you've suspended until further noticed," The boss reminded us. "However, instead suspending you two from the next tournament, I decided to do something else. After all, I don't think our fans would like it if I kept two of our distinguished fighters out of the tournament." I noticed that Samus was fidgeting in her seat. Something was up and I had feeling she knew what it was. The Master faced the both of us and sighed. "Look, I can't have Smashers doing what you did. If you're going to settle your differences, than settle them they way they should be settled: Within an official match. This tournament is supposed to promote sportsmanship and even friendship, not a bitter feud. So I decided to make things interesting. The next tournament, as you all know, is a team tournament. Everyone will have the luxury of choosing their own partner." Samus eased in her seat while I shrug. What could go wrong?
"The only two fighters, however, that do not have this option are Link and Samus. I officially paired you two up for the next tournament."
Samus and I quickly came to our feet.
"WHAT?!?!" we both yelled out.
"Why should I partner with her? She started it!"
"That's not fair! He's the one who threw the first punch!"
"Well, two encourage you two put your differences aside, I decided to add in a couple of stipulations. If you lose, each of you will be put in a two on one match against Bowser and Ganondorf." I shivered at the thought. And the low laughs from those two jerks didn't help much. "But if you two win, you two can face each other in a match and let out your resentment towards each other." I sighed. "Meeting adjourned."
Fox McCloud
I sighed and shook my head as I left the office. Falco, naturally followed me.
"Boy do I feel for those two," Falco said with a laugh. He stopped laughing after a bit though. "Seriously, I don't think it is fair. You pair up two people that hate each other in a two-on-two match, it won't be two-one-two. It'll be two-on-one-one." I nodded sadly. Deciding to take the heat off of the subject, I brought up another topic.
"So, who are you going with to the Super Smash Ball?" I asked. Falco shrugged.
"I most likely will get Katt to come along, provided she's not on one of her mercenary runs," he answered. "How about you, see anyone you're willing to take?" I shook my head no. Falco sighed. "Why not? Any woman that sees you would automatically think you're the hottest guy there is."
"Thanks Falco," I said, smiling.
"That is, when they have a few beers first." I gave him a playfully punch on the arm. That was just like him. Setting me up for one of his jokes. "Okay, Fox, I have to go. Can't miss an episode of 'The Simpson's'."
"Sometimes I wonder if you came just for the Earth programming."
"Can I help if Earth's TV programming is better than Corneria's?" I turned around and shook my head, heading towards the cafeteria. Everyone else was probably training, because I was the only person there. I took my food and looked down at it. I was now thinking about the Super Smash Ball. Who could possibly be my date? The only person who was even my species was Falco, and Falco and I just don't follow that sort of lifestyle. Who could be.....
"Mind if I sit with you?" a soft voice said. I looked up to see Zelda. I smiled and nodded. Usually Falco sat with me, but I didn't mind. She took a seat with me and nodded in a way that said 'thanks.'
"You should really try the sirloin steak," the princess advised.
"Thank you Prin-" She placed a hand over my mouth.
"Please don't call me that," she said softly. "I don't like to be called Princess when I'm an equal amongst my peers. Just call me Zelda." I nodded. "And you're welcome. Fox, may I ask you a couple of questions?" I shrugged.
"I don't see why not," I answered.
"Do you think Link and Samus have a chance of winning the Team Tournament?" And frowned a bit.
"I doubt it," I said with a low tone. "Unless we can get those two to work together." Than I smiled a Zelda. "Hey, why not? I can talk to Link while you talk to Samus. You seem to get along well Samus." Zelda smiled.
"Why not?" Zelda asked, agreeing with the idea. "Let us meet here at the same time tomorrow. I nodded.
"Let's do that."
If only you weren't Link's girlfriend.
Link
I was in my room, looking through my clothes to see which one I should where. I bought many clothes at the nearest tailors since every Smasher won their fair share of tournaments. And I had many colors of tunics made. The tailor didn't mind. After all, the more I wanted made, the less empty his wallet becomes, and the less he has to worry about running out of supplies.
Ever since the start of the Melee Era, the last team to win the Tag Team Tournament was Fox McCloud Falco Lombardi. And they deserved it. They shocked the Smash World by defeating the tournament's favorites (and most hated) Ganondorf and Bowser. As a matter of fact, they weren't even expected to get past the psychic powers of Mewtwo and physical strength of Donkey Kong.
I heard a knock on the door. I raised my eyebrows.
"Come in."
The door knob twisted and the door opened, showing it was Fox.
Speak of the devil.
"Hey Link, how's everything?" he asked.
"Not bad," I said. "Have a seat." I signaled towards the bed. He sat down in the middle. I got up and sat next to him. "So what's going on?" I saw a nervous look across his face. The vulpine teenager sighed.
"It's about your partnership with Samus....I think you two should try to make the best of it."
"You're telling me to try and be friends with that bit-?"
"No.....no.....Let it just be a partnership. It seems you two just want to get a piece of each other at all costs."
"So?" I wasn't seeing the point.
"You two share a common goal. And I think two need to win this to get what you two want: A shot at each other. I believe your girlfriend is telling Samus the same -"
"Girlfriend?" I raised an eyebrow at the Cornerian.
"Yeah, Zelda."
"Um....Fox....she's not my girlfriend." Fox stared at me with wide eyes. I held back my laughter and smiled.
"All this time I thought -" Fox shook his head. "Sorry...."
"Don't worry about it. I get that a lot." Fox seemed a bit relieved.
"Now, let's go meet -" Poor Fox. He could barely finish half of his sentences without interruptions. This time it was a very heavy knock on the door.
"Come in," I said absently. The door opened. A figure in hi-tech armor appeared. The figured had a blaster for a right arm. It's head had a clear glass visor. But it was only clear enough to show the feminine face. But that was all you can say about the face. The person who stood before me was Samus Aran.
"Get armed," she said through her helmet. "We need to fight the Fighting Polygons to know our place in the tournament."
Authors Note: I'm going to bring this story into first person.
Chapter 2: Punishment
Samus Aran
Link and I both walked down the hallway, not saying a word. The tension was very heavy as we made their way to the oval office.
Every Smasher dreaded going into the oval office. Everyone who walked in didn't come out a very happy person. Captain Falcon was suspended from a tournament not so long ago due a scuffle that happened after repeated arguments with Ganandorf. Mario had to face three opponents after his last trip hear. And the trip before that, Bowser and Mario had to team up in a tournament, which they horribly lost. Not that history was on their side. No two Smashers that were forcibly teamed up ever won a two on two tournament. And after what Fox told me, I was a little scared.
"So, what are they going to do to us?" Link asked, still keeping his eyes forward.
"Don't have the slightest idea," I lied. I wondered if I was lying to myself more than I was lying to the somewhat young elfin.
"Why did you say that about me?" Link asked, suddenly stopping. I rolled my eyes under the helmet.
"I only did that so I can get you in the fighting mood. If you have a problem with that, tough."
"Give me one reason why I shouldn't-" Link was cut off by Captain Falcon.
"Would your job count as a good reason?" the racer slash bounty hunter asked.
"What are you doing here?" Link demanded. The racer shook, his head.
"I'm here to make sure you two don't so anything that will get you fired. Now walk." I raised an eyebrow under my helmet, but I did anyway. Link and I walked forward until we were in front of an appropriately black pair of doors. Captain Falcon stepped forward and pushed the doors open. Link and I both stepped in, awaiting our fate.
Link
"Sit down," the Master Hand said. He wasn't really a hand in real life. He was just your average human unless he was fighting in one of the matches. But either way, he demanded respect. And we gave to him.
I looked at the long table. It was no wonder Captain Falcon was heading this way. All of the Smashers were sitting at the table. It was obviously a meeting.
Great, let the whole world about my punishment, I thought. I took a seat on one side of the table next to Yoshi. The green dinosaur tapped my shoulder and smiled at me.
"Yoshi thinks it won't be so bad," Yoshi assured. I smiled wealky. As comforting that was, I doubted he himself believed that. I looked to see who was on the opposite side of the table. It was Samus. We exchanged death stares before we faced the Master Hand.
"As you both know, you've suspended until further noticed," The boss reminded us. "However, instead suspending you two from the next tournament, I decided to do something else. After all, I don't think our fans would like it if I kept two of our distinguished fighters out of the tournament." I noticed that Samus was fidgeting in her seat. Something was up and I had feeling she knew what it was. The Master faced the both of us and sighed. "Look, I can't have Smashers doing what you did. If you're going to settle your differences, than settle them they way they should be settled: Within an official match. This tournament is supposed to promote sportsmanship and even friendship, not a bitter feud. So I decided to make things interesting. The next tournament, as you all know, is a team tournament. Everyone will have the luxury of choosing their own partner." Samus eased in her seat while I shrug. What could go wrong?
"The only two fighters, however, that do not have this option are Link and Samus. I officially paired you two up for the next tournament."
Samus and I quickly came to our feet.
"WHAT?!?!" we both yelled out.
"Why should I partner with her? She started it!"
"That's not fair! He's the one who threw the first punch!"
"Well, two encourage you two put your differences aside, I decided to add in a couple of stipulations. If you lose, each of you will be put in a two on one match against Bowser and Ganondorf." I shivered at the thought. And the low laughs from those two jerks didn't help much. "But if you two win, you two can face each other in a match and let out your resentment towards each other." I sighed. "Meeting adjourned."
Fox McCloud
I sighed and shook my head as I left the office. Falco, naturally followed me.
"Boy do I feel for those two," Falco said with a laugh. He stopped laughing after a bit though. "Seriously, I don't think it is fair. You pair up two people that hate each other in a two-on-two match, it won't be two-one-two. It'll be two-on-one-one." I nodded sadly. Deciding to take the heat off of the subject, I brought up another topic.
"So, who are you going with to the Super Smash Ball?" I asked. Falco shrugged.
"I most likely will get Katt to come along, provided she's not on one of her mercenary runs," he answered. "How about you, see anyone you're willing to take?" I shook my head no. Falco sighed. "Why not? Any woman that sees you would automatically think you're the hottest guy there is."
"Thanks Falco," I said, smiling.
"That is, when they have a few beers first." I gave him a playfully punch on the arm. That was just like him. Setting me up for one of his jokes. "Okay, Fox, I have to go. Can't miss an episode of 'The Simpson's'."
"Sometimes I wonder if you came just for the Earth programming."
"Can I help if Earth's TV programming is better than Corneria's?" I turned around and shook my head, heading towards the cafeteria. Everyone else was probably training, because I was the only person there. I took my food and looked down at it. I was now thinking about the Super Smash Ball. Who could possibly be my date? The only person who was even my species was Falco, and Falco and I just don't follow that sort of lifestyle. Who could be.....
"Mind if I sit with you?" a soft voice said. I looked up to see Zelda. I smiled and nodded. Usually Falco sat with me, but I didn't mind. She took a seat with me and nodded in a way that said 'thanks.'
"You should really try the sirloin steak," the princess advised.
"Thank you Prin-" She placed a hand over my mouth.
"Please don't call me that," she said softly. "I don't like to be called Princess when I'm an equal amongst my peers. Just call me Zelda." I nodded. "And you're welcome. Fox, may I ask you a couple of questions?" I shrugged.
"I don't see why not," I answered.
"Do you think Link and Samus have a chance of winning the Team Tournament?" And frowned a bit.
"I doubt it," I said with a low tone. "Unless we can get those two to work together." Than I smiled a Zelda. "Hey, why not? I can talk to Link while you talk to Samus. You seem to get along well Samus." Zelda smiled.
"Why not?" Zelda asked, agreeing with the idea. "Let us meet here at the same time tomorrow. I nodded.
"Let's do that."
If only you weren't Link's girlfriend.
Link
I was in my room, looking through my clothes to see which one I should where. I bought many clothes at the nearest tailors since every Smasher won their fair share of tournaments. And I had many colors of tunics made. The tailor didn't mind. After all, the more I wanted made, the less empty his wallet becomes, and the less he has to worry about running out of supplies.
Ever since the start of the Melee Era, the last team to win the Tag Team Tournament was Fox McCloud Falco Lombardi. And they deserved it. They shocked the Smash World by defeating the tournament's favorites (and most hated) Ganondorf and Bowser. As a matter of fact, they weren't even expected to get past the psychic powers of Mewtwo and physical strength of Donkey Kong.
I heard a knock on the door. I raised my eyebrows.
"Come in."
The door knob twisted and the door opened, showing it was Fox.
Speak of the devil.
"Hey Link, how's everything?" he asked.
"Not bad," I said. "Have a seat." I signaled towards the bed. He sat down in the middle. I got up and sat next to him. "So what's going on?" I saw a nervous look across his face. The vulpine teenager sighed.
"It's about your partnership with Samus....I think you two should try to make the best of it."
"You're telling me to try and be friends with that bit-?"
"No.....no.....Let it just be a partnership. It seems you two just want to get a piece of each other at all costs."
"So?" I wasn't seeing the point.
"You two share a common goal. And I think two need to win this to get what you two want: A shot at each other. I believe your girlfriend is telling Samus the same -"
"Girlfriend?" I raised an eyebrow at the Cornerian.
"Yeah, Zelda."
"Um....Fox....she's not my girlfriend." Fox stared at me with wide eyes. I held back my laughter and smiled.
"All this time I thought -" Fox shook his head. "Sorry...."
"Don't worry about it. I get that a lot." Fox seemed a bit relieved.
"Now, let's go meet -" Poor Fox. He could barely finish half of his sentences without interruptions. This time it was a very heavy knock on the door.
"Come in," I said absently. The door opened. A figure in hi-tech armor appeared. The figured had a blaster for a right arm. It's head had a clear glass visor. But it was only clear enough to show the feminine face. But that was all you can say about the face. The person who stood before me was Samus Aran.
"Get armed," she said through her helmet. "We need to fight the Fighting Polygons to know our place in the tournament."