CHAPTER 11: The Captain Shows Interest

It was 4:30 and time for Zelda's battle against Captain Falcon. He was already in the stone room when she got there, warming up.

"Oh, hello, your highness," he said as he stretched. "Just… prepping up for our match."

Zelda wasn't really interested in Falcon, but she couldn't help but notice that he had incredible muscles, which were very visible while he stretched. He also had his helmet off, which took away that "Hardcore Racing Dude" look, and to tell the truth, she found herself staring a bit.

"Everything all right?" he asked, noticing.

She snapped out of it. "Yes! Yes, I'm just going to get changed into my fighting clothes." She quickly excused herself to the ladies room.

I think she was staring at me, Captain Falcon thought as he did his arm stretches. That doesn't surprise me. The ladies love to look at me all the time. And why shouldn't they? He flexed his arm, bringing up his biceps. There's a lot to see. He smiled to himself. Then he thought, Hello, what have we here? Zelda had emerged from the bathroom in her loose-fitting fighting outfit, which complimented her figure quite nicely.

"Well, well, Princess," the captain said, smiling, "I doubt if I'll be able to keep my mind on the battle if you're going to dress like that."

"What, you think I'd actually fight in all my royal clothes?" Zelda said with a laugh, "I'd die of overheat! Now then, where are we going?"

Falcon scratched his head. "I don't know… you decide."

Zelda looked at the chart. "How about Green Greens?"

"Sounds like a plan." He typed the code onto the keypad next to the chart, and in a dazzling flash of light, they were standing in Green Greens, a beautiful meadow lush with flowers, bordered on either side by block towers, and Whispy Woods residing in the forest. Zelda and Falcon took ten paces in opposite directions, then turned and faced each other.

"Ready?" Falcon asked.

"As ready as I'll ever be!" Zelda answered.

Falcon immediately rushed in with a Falcon kick, but Zelda was quick, and she teleported away behind him, and zapped him with her magic powers. He reeled, and gave her a smash attack. She recovered quickly, grabbed him, zapped him twice, and threw him into the block towers, which exploded and sent him flying for the first out.

"So…" he sneered as he arrived back on the scene, "The princess is strong!" He jumped down from the recovery platform by doing a drop-Falcon kick, which struck her in the chest. As he fell from above, Zelda twirled her finger in the air in a dazzling array of sparks, shocking him to the floor.

He stood up, looked at her, smiled, and said, "You know, I admire strong women."

She went to slap him, but he ducked and took a few steps back. "I like beautiful women too." She advanced on him menacingly. "Wouldn't it be great," he continued, rolling-dodging behind her, "If there was a woman that was both strong and beautiful? And better yet, if that woman would find herself taken with a dashing, debonair racing captain?" He hoped Zelda would take the hint. It was true that he had found her strikingly beautiful from the get-go. And Captain Falcon was famous for, how you say, "getting with" many beautiful women that caught his fancy. Several of these women would hang out at the race track.

"If you're trying to pick me up," Zelda growled, advancing, her hands glowing, "You're definitely knocking on the wrong door. I'm taken." She raised her hands, preparing to blast him.

"By who, the elf kid?" He inched closer. "Forget him, doll! I'll treat you right. I'm sayin, you and me, see what I'm getting at?" He took her hand.

"Get off!" She shouted, yanking her hand away, then she focused all her magic power and blasted him clear off the field. "This match is over!" She punched the abort button, and in a flash the stone room was back, and it was in this room that Captain Falcon came crashing down hard. Zelda gathered her bag and was off.

Well, that won't do. Captain Falcon thought to himself. "I'll have to be more encouraging next time. NOBODY rejects Captain Falcon."

Zelda stormed up the path to her cabin when she noticed one of the cloak-and-hood folk drifting across the courtyard.

"Excuse me!" she called, dashing over. "Excuse me!"

"What is it?" the creature rasped in a throaty voice.

"Um, can you just tell Mr. Handey not to schedule any more fights with me against Captain F*ckin, I mean, Falcon?"

The figure hissed. "I will inform him."

"Thank you," Zelda said, and, anxious to be gone from the figure's presence, dashed off to her cabin.

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Popo busily scribbled on a scrap of paper.

"What is it, Popo?" Nana asked.

"Triangle," Popo muttered.

"Triangle?"

"Yes."

Nana scratched her head. "That make no sense, Popo!"

Then Popo showed her the scrap of paper. On it was drawn a huge triangle, at one point of which sat a pointy, green hat, at the second point sat a crown, and at the third sat a helmet.

"Ohhhhhh!" Nana whispered.

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COMING UP NEXT:

Having quite recovered from her illness, Jigglypuff agrees to compete in the Smash Bros. Tournament. However, Dr. Mario forgot to caution the contestants about one thing: Her powers may cause drowsiness!