Yay! I finally finished this chapter. I think it is just about the longest on yet! So enjoy.
Okay, my little brain and I just realized that it would be a good idea to add a disclaimer so here goes: I own no one. Nadda. Nothing. Zip. Zero. The only one I do own is Rick, (you all remember Rick, don't you?). Rick says "My soul is a stain on the ground that Princess Peach walks on." Um, I don't really know what that means though.
Yeah, I am done boring people. Read. Now. Go.
There are some things that are impossible to imagine if you did not see it. Sometimes, you do not have to see something to believe that it is there. For example, many people have not seen a whale before, but still believe that they exist for there are pictures and proof that they do. But there are some circumstances when no matter how much someone insists to you that what they are saying is true, no matter how much proof they present, it sounds as though they are making it up. Thus, the only people who will ever believe that Zelda did not fall into a stampede of race cars are the audience and several of the staff who were on break. In fact, it had all happened so fast that many of the people in the audience doubted what went on.
Captain Falcon screamed again. It was not possible. She couldn't have survived that fall; no could have. One minute she was falling helplessly to the ground, the next she was awake and holding on to his ankle. Zelda held on tight, breathing in and out deeply as Captain Falcon stammered in disbelief. For about half a minute all was still as she just held on, the rest of her body hanging off the edge.
With a great cry, Zelda lift herself up onto the ledge. Captain Falcon was ready to smack her hard in the face, but it would do nothing- the match was over and Zelda had won. She smiled, as she sat on the ground, content with not having to get up. Kicking off her shoes she called to Captain Falcon, "Hey Falcon, still think it's wrong to hit a girl?" He just grunted and left the arena as the crowd continued to cheer on, except for a few of his most loyal fans.
Leaving her shoes there, she got up and went to the Smasher's Lounge, people from a hospital following her to make sure she was alright. Zelda saw Princess Peach grab Roy by his cape and order him to get some water for the elf. She ran to her friend and congratulated her on winning her first match.
"You won! I am so happy! How do you feel?"
But Zelda didn't have time to answer before she cried out in fatigue and passed out, landing on Roy who had just arrived with a bottle of water. Roy lay on the ground uncomfortably, and finally with the help of Marth and Link, he got the princess off of him. Roy and Link helped to prop her up, while Peach gently opened Zelda's mouth and poured some water into it, though most of it just trickled down her chin.
The crowd around Zelda waited anxiously for her to move. Peach tilted the bottle of water to try and get more in her mouth, when Zelda started coughing due to the water that had accidentally been poured in her nose. She looked up, at Roy who was nervously looking down at her with his strong arms holding her up, at Marth who was watching Samus from across the room, at Link who was taking a comb out of his pocket but noticed her looking at him and quickly hid it behind his back, and at Peach who was happily saying to herself "Hooray! She is okay! Now we can go out and have some fun!"
Zelda shook her head. She was feeling a little better, but she still didn't feel like moving, let alone going out. She wanted to celebrate, she could not remember a time when she was happier, but she couldn't think of a time when getting up seemed so tiring. The fight had taken a lot out of her; Captain Falcon probably felt the same right now. "Peach," she said to her friend, "I really don't feel up to doing anything right now." The bubbly princess's expression sank and she looked away disappointed and a bit embarrassed.
"Hold on minute." The voice came from Marth. "Link, don't you have some elixir soup in your pack?"
"Err, yeah. But I was kind of savingit for myse"- Link stopped as Roy elbowed him hard in the ribs. "I mean, I would be glad to share it," he finished, fearful of getting whacked that hard again. He reluctantly took a bottle of yellow liquid out of his bag and handed it to Zelda. She opened it and took a large swallow before Link pulled the bottle and the rest of its contents away from her.
"I need the rest for shampoo," he protested as he put the cap back on.
Zelda spat what ever liquid she had left in her mouth out all over Marth. "You mean I just drank half a bottle of shampoo?" she asked suddenly revived, and now giving off a slight yellow aura.
"Well, yeah. At least that is what I use it for. How else do you think my hair gets this radiant glow?" To show he wasn't lying, he pulled of his hat and shook his head gracefully so his glowing hair swished around just right. "It also makes my hair temporarily bullet/arrow proof. I can prove it if you just"-
"We will take your word," Roy said hurriedly.
"Well, let's blow this place. It's Pichu versus Pikachu next so I don't really care who wins; they are both greasy little rats," Peach said changing the subject as she stood up. "I think we should all go out for lunch to celebrate Zelda's battle."
Everyone agreed, and Peach called her dearest boyfriend, Mario, to come join them. Every one split up and met up again at a nice restaurant not far from the coliseum. The group sat down at a large table and began to chat about what they do the rest of the year.
"Full time Princess," Peach told the rest of the people there as she looked over her menu.
"Well, duh," Zelda said. "Is there any other reason we would be calling you Princess Peach?"
"Well, I am a professional hero," Link declared proudly. "And a hot one at that." He winked.
"Cool your jets, elf boy." Everyone looked at Mario who was shooting the wrappers off straws. One landed in Link's hair, causing the 'elf boy' to frantically swat at his hair. "I know what you problem is: your problem is you."
"Hey, shut up Mario. I don't have a problem, so shove all your philosophy crap up your butt." He folded his arms and looked away irritated. "And I know what your problem is: your problem is your outfit."
"Don't be dissin' the overalls!" Mario shouted back.
"God, both of you just calm down," Zelda said angrily. "You two should try to get along."
"Yeah," Peach agreed. "Kiss and make up," she demanded.
The two men grudgingly shook hands and kissed each other lightly on each cheek. Link and Mario both turned to their girl friends and said simultaneously, "Happy?"
"If you're happy with each other," Zelda said. Link just crossed his arms and decided to go back to the hotel. Mario thought this was a good idea and left also.
"Let's not let them spoil this lunch," Peach said as she held up her glass. "Let's toast."
"Yes," Marth agreed. "Let us toast to Zelda- the girl who lived."
Roy looked at him. "Dude, you need to get your head out of that Harry Potter book."
By the time the check arrived, Peach and Marth were deep in a detailed conversation about Napoleon's defeat in Waterloo leaving Roy and Zelda to try and put together an awkward conversation.
"So… I guess you're still together with Link," Roy finally said after some time.
"Yep." An uncomfortably long pause followed.
"So, is it something about being an elf that makes you hair obsessive?" he wondered.
Zelda giggled. "I think it is something to do with being a hero. I mean, look at your hair. It looks really hot."
"Well, it's not bullet proof or glowing, but it keeps my head warm," he said as he watched Zelda laugh and eventually he joined in.
"Now you tell me, is it something about having blue hair that makes you Harry Potter obsessive?" Zelda asked when their laughter died down. They both at looked at Marth and his 'Dumbledore for president' pin clipped to his cape.
"No, just a Marth thing. Same with the head band that he wears." He gave her one of his incredible smiles ands she looked down and blushed. She felt a little ridiculous blushing like a high school student when her crush talks to her. But she couldn't help it, every time he smiled it was like everything in the world seemed to go away, just his eyes looking down into her soul and his face telling her of the most wondrous things as she absorbed every word as it came out of his mouth.
"Are you okay, Zelda?" The elf Princess snapped out of her day dream.
"Hmm? Oh, I'm fine," she answered in a dazed tone.
"We are going to have to fight each other eventually aren't we?" Roy said. Zelda nodded. "I am a bit worried about our match. After all, you are really good-for a princess."
Zelda looked up at him slowly, lost for words. Did he really just say what she thought he said? It came out of his mouth so fast, she almost couldn't believe it- Roy had just said 'really good for a princess'. That meant that she was okay, for her "class". Why would he say something like that? He seemed so perfect…
"I better be getting back to the hotel; my…" She stopped for a moment. "My boy friend is probably waiting" she finished quietly as she arose from the table and left the room, Roy watching her with a slightly disappointed look.
"Ooh," Marth said as Roy realized he had been watching his conversation for the last five minutes. "Crashed and burned."
LINE (you just think you don't see it)
"Go Link, go Link, go Link."
"Quit singing for five minutes!" Zelda waited for her boy friend to stop his victory dance before she continued her phone conversation.
"You can't be serious! This is insane. But why don't they let you continue?" Zelda looked over her shoulder and saw Link leaning closer to try and catch what they were talking about. She rolled her eyes and pressed a button to turn on speaker phone.
Peach's voice came out of the phone. "I have no idea why they are making me quit, I have only thrown-up 34 times this morning. Excuse me for a sec." Zelda and Link heard a door slam shut, a pause, the toilet flushing, Peach Yelling at Toadsworth to get her a pack of Tum's and a some breath mints, then her voice again.
"Okay, 35 times."
"I won my match today, though everyone knew I would," Link interrupted.
"That is great Link."
"I know, my opponent was vicious, I could see evil in their eyes. I knew that I would either win, or die trying. We fought to a stand still, my energy was slowly running out and my weapons seemed as though they gained weight. Finally, it was four against four, me in the lead of course, and we charged. I raised my sword and"-
"Jiggly Pufff tripped on a banana peel and fell off the edge," Zelda finished.
"Oh, you were fighting Jiggly Puff?" Peach asked, sounding unimpressed.
"She was a formidable opponent, I know," Link said, not really understanding what Peach was getting at.
"Yeah, and she wears a bow."
"A bow of evil," he said with his eyes narrowed.
"Okay, drama queen, go down to the lobby and see if we have any letters," Zelda ordered.
"Do I have to?"
"Link, it is just doing what your best at."
"What is that?"
"Going on pointless errands that turn into four week adventures that you call quests in which you end up unnecessarily saving Hyrule temple." She paused for a second. "Wait, did I just say that out loud?"
Link just looked at her blankly, not understanding anything Zelda had just said.
"Never mind, just go get the mail." Link left the room still trying to comprehend what she had just said.
Zelda finally returned her attention to the phone conversation she had started minutes ago. "So are you still mad at Roy? You seemed really upset at the restaurant."
"Well, it made me think. This is not about relationships; it is about showing people that I am not the weak little girl they think I am."
"Well, I hope you do that. I mean, now that I can't compete in the tournament, I am counting on you."
"Don't worry, Peach. After all, I am 'the girl who lived'."
I don't what to say here except thank you every one that has reviewed and everyone that will be reviewing more (hint hint). Oh yeah, Link has something to say to Turquoise Moonlight and RoyalFanatic
Link: Roy/Zelda! HELLO, I am the hot hero with a dashing smile and glowing hair. I get the girl; I already got the girl. Roy geeky loser, me y Champion. Yeah, I am the cool one, he is the dork. Okay, everything's cool now…especially me.