The crowd erupted with applause as a nervous Princess stepped quickly across a jungle-like arena. With all the noise, Zelda didn't know if her new friend would notice her wishing her good-luck, but Princess Peach turned her head and gave her a slight smile. Most of the people thought that the reason that Peach was so nervous, was because she was weak, but Zelda knew that she was simply missing something very important to her.

While Peach stretched, her opponent entered. He was a short boy with a base-ball cap and bat. He looked very determined, and his brow was furrowed in concentration. Suddenly, a loud voice began to speak. "Welcome to the Super Smash Bros. Melee!" If possible, the crowd grew louder than before. "In out first match of the day, we have the lovely Princess Peach versus the um…short, Ness!"

"Are the smashers ready?" The two contestants nodded and posed for battle. "Then let's fight!" A loud fog-horn type noise filled the arena. "Uh, that means go," the announcer told everyone.

The battle was on and the crowd became completely silent, lost in the fight. Ness threw his bat, which hit Peach on the side of her head. She rubbed the spot where it had hit. "That was stupid," she stated abruptly. She picked up the bat and began to hit Ness in the head with it.

"Ouch! Hey- Uh! Cut that out!"

The boy was on the ground in fetal position, with Peach standing over him and continuing to show him no mercy.

At one point or another, Ness's hat fell off. Princess Peach's eyes widened at what she saw drop out and on to the ground. "My crown! I can't believe it!" she shouted. The audience gasped simultaneously as she bent down to pick it up and place it gracefully on her head. She then turned her head to glance at Ness, who was now beginning to whimper.

Ness looked up at the Princess's face. Her eyes were narrowed and he was sure he could see flames in them. She took a step closer to him and bent down so here face was nearly touching his and he could smell her 'budding rose' perfume. She opened her mouth and spoke very slowly. "You just made my list…"

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"Well, I have to admit, that is the first time I have seen a turnip used as a lethal weapon," the announcer said hesitantly, the crowd still in shock. Most were still wincing as they recalled what happens when you make Peach angry. "Time is up, so let's have a look at the score."

Princess Peach:

KO's- 37

Falls- 0

Total- 37

Ness:

KO's- 0

Falls- 37

Total- -37

"Princess Peach is the winner!" The Princess forgot about being mad, and began jumping up and down excitedly.

"I won!" she squealed. "Hooray! In your face, Ness!" She stuck her tongue out at Ness, who was being carried away in a stretcher.

"Where's the turnip? Where's there turnip! So…many…turnips. Aaaaaaaah!" he cried looking dazed.

She continued her victory chant. "And in your face too, Mario! You owe me fifty bucks!" She threw her head back and laughed triumphantly.

Zelda called to Princess Peach from her seat in the audience. "Meet you in the smasher's lounge."

When the two Princesses spotted each other in the immense crowd of people in the smasher's lounge, they hurriedly pushed through the mass to meet up with one another. "You were amazing!" Zelda cried as the two Princesses embraced. "I just hope that I do as well as you in my battle."

"You don't mean that," Peach replied modestly.

"But I do! 37 knockouts! That is incredible!" Zelda's astounded expression told that she wasn't lying.

As the crowd began to die down in the room, the two of them made their way to the large flat-screened TV to watch a horrifying replay of the battle. They were deep in conversation when Zelda was startled by something bump into her. She immediately turned her head and looked behind her.

She saw brown hair, golden armor, and blue eyes that met her own. Her mouth opened to say something, but she was at a lost for words.

Finally, after what seemed an eternity, she spoke. "Is that Roy from high-school?"

"Zelda? Is that you?"

"Wow, Roy, it's been a while hasn't it?" Zelda's mind drifted away to her senior year of high school. She remembered the dork that sat behind her in biology that would write her name all over his notebook. He would always slouch and wear a hooded sweat shirt to try and cover-up his acne. His locker was right next to her's and he would always stare at her when she stopped by there. She would try not to notice, just smile at him, look away, and get her books as fast as possible. Luckily, she had a boyfriend, so he couldn't ask her out. (She wouldn't know how to say no without leaving him with several more crushed spirits).

But now she looked at him, his hair tastefully done, his teeth so brightly whitened. There wasn't a trace of acne at all on his face and stood with good posture. But it was indeed the same Roy; she recognized his face and his eyes. And his voice was similar, but more matured.

"So, are you entering the melee?" Roy asked Zelda, bringing her back to reality.

"Oh, um, yes," she answered as his words processed through her brain. "Yes, of course. I assume the same of you, Roy."

"Yep. And so is my friend, Marth." A rather thin man of about Roy's age stepped forward and greeted the two Princesses. His hair was blue and he looked rather serious and shy compared to Roy.

"Well, it was nice seeing you, Roy. Maybe I will see you later." Princess Peach and Zelda turned and left, leaving the two men alone.

"Who was she?" Marth asked Roy lowering his voice.

"Oh, just some girl that was in my class in high school." He paused. "She had a major crush on me."