XXVII. Breakfast Anyone?
It was early morning. The sun's first rays peeked over the rolling hills of Smash Bros. Estate. The robin sang its morning song. On this particular morning, two very tired Hylians blissfully slept in their cushy, over-sized bed, not to be disturbed by anything. Anything but…
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Link jumped clear out of the bed and unto the floor. He lay they dazed as the telephone rang.
Zelda woke up somewhat more gracefully and quietly answered the phone. "Hello?"
"Yes, Princess Zelda, this is Ronald Smash."
"What can I do you for?" Zelda said, not fully awake.
"I beg your pardon?"
"Pigs? What pigs?"
"I say, are you drunk? Or hungover?"
"No sir… You were saying?"
"Just making the scheduled wake-up call…"
"For what?" Zelda said, frustrated, "April Fools?"
"No… for the second round of the tournament…"
"DEAR NAYRU IS THAT TODAY!"
"Don't call me a kangaroo."
"What?"
"Didn't you call me a kangaroo?"
"No, I said 'Dear Nayru!'"
"Oh… who's that?"
"She's one of the three goddesses who created Hyrule. We worship them"
"Now's not the time for religious ceremonies. You need to wake up. The second round commences soon."
"Yes sir…"
"I'll see you and Link at the stadium, eight-thirty sharp!"
"Yes. Thank you." Zelda hung up, only to have the phone ring again. "WHAT NOW?" Zelda said, irritated.
"Try some coffee, I find it works better than tea for waking me up."
"Right. Good bye."
But before she could hang up, Ronald spoke up again. "I've had complaints from other smashers, particularly Fox, whose room is just beneath yours. If you could keep it down while your, erm… fooling around."
"Oh." Zelda's face was scarlet red, "Um... sure." She hung up.
"Who was that?"
"Link get dressed."
"But who was that?"
"Ronald Smash. He's waking us up for the second round of the tournament today."
"Oh damn it. I forgot about that."
"Me too. What ever happened to the reminder note that they'd lay on our beds?"
Link had an idea. He searched the blankets, and soon enough, he found the crumpled, torn remains of the all-important reminder note. "Meet at the stadium, eight-thirty sharp. This being the second round of the tournament, it is crucial for those who won in the first round to participate in this round. Expect a wake-up call at seven o'clock."
"Well, at least we got an extra hour's sleep." Zelda said. "Last time, we had to wake up at six." Zelda said, pulling a dress on.
"I couldn't really tell the difference."
"Me neither. Gosh, we prepared well."
"Heh."
"Link, get dressed."
"Oh. Right." They slipped into battle attire (yes, a dress counts as battle attire for Zelda) and marched down to the dining room. When they reached the dining room, they saw Peach, who was facedown in her porridge, fast asleep. No sign of Roy. That is until they went to wake Peach up. They found Roy had slipped out of his chair and was under the table, snoring away.
"Erm… Peach?" Zelda said, tapping her shoulder.
Peach jerked her head out of her breakfast, spraying everyone with porridge. "I SWEAR OFFICER IT WASN'T ME!"
"Peach?"
"Oh Zelda. It's you…" Peach yawned. "Ready for the tournament today?"
"No."
"Good, cuz I'm not either!" Peach gave a cheerful smile.
"Roooy!" Link called into the redhead's ear, to no avail. He reached up to grab a glass of water from the table. Without giving much thought into what he was about to do, he proceeded to pour the glass's contents on Roy's face.
Startled,Roy instinctively tried to stand up, banging his head on the table. Roy screamed out a number of harsh profanities.
"Oops. Sorry."
"Ooh." Roy groaned, clutching his head, "What'd you do that for dumbass?"
"Just waking you up."
Roy grunted. He crawled out from under the table and plopped himself in his chair. He picked up his fork and continued to eat his omelette.
"Link," Zelda said, "Do you want an energy shake?"
"YES!"
"Peach, Roy?"
"YES!"
Zelda walked into the kitchen to get the shake mix. She re-emerged carrying four packets of strawberry flavoured energy drink mixes. "They ran out of vanilla, and the chocolate tastes disgusting. Just pour in your milk and stir."
"Thanks, love." Link said, taking his packet. He poured its whitish-pink contents into a glass of milk and slurped it up. "Mmmm."
Peach and Roy did the same.
"Are you sure this is strawberry? It tastes more like Pepto Bismol." Roy said.
"Does it say 'Pepto Bismol' on the packet?" Zelda said, testily
"Well, no. I—"
"No, it says 'strawberry'. That's S-T-R-A-W-B-E-R-Y. If you're so picky, get your own shake next time."
"…you missed an 'r'."
"DOES IT LOOK LIKE I CARE?"
"Whoa, Zelda. Lighten up." Peach said.
"Looks like it's that time of month again…" Link said.
"Why you little—"
An old grandfather clock in the corner of the room chimed.
"Eight o'clock," Roy said, "We'd better get moving." He downed the last of his shake and hurriedly rushed out of the room with Peach, scared that he would get yelled at again.
Zelda sighed. "Come on, Link. Let's go."
well well? funny was it not? its not? that makes me sad... :'-( o well, next comes the big three thousand word chapter!