"Come one! Come all!" declared Master Hand, wearing a really big top hat. "To a extravaganza you have to watch!"

"...If ya like it or not! Wha ha ha!" Crazy Hand manically laughed as he waved around the scepter he snagged from Dark Pit, who was still grounded.

"Dudes," mourned Mega Man who, like all the others, were still in his PJs. "We all just woke up."

"Yeah!" declared Wii Fit Trainer, hugging her Snoopy blanket. "It's nine o'clock A.M.! It's practically the middle of the night!"

"Zip it, you animals! Let your rulers spit out randomness!" Crazy demanded.

The Smashers mumbled a few choice words as they "zip it". Whatever it took to get out of the game room and to their soft beds the fastest.

"Now, listen up, all you punching bags!" Master motioned towards a 5-foot thing covered with a tarp. "Under this, is the one thing that'll (might) change you're lives forever!"

"Cotton Candy Machine! Cotton Candy Machine! Cotton Candy Machine!" chanted the Koopalings.

The two gloves threw off the tarp and there was... The wheel from The Price is Right?! -But instead of numbers, it had the Smashers names on it. That's even weirder!

"Ooh... Pretty..." sighed Rosalina.

"What the heck is that thing doing here?!" shouted Samus.

"We found it in the dumpster behind Chuck-e-Cheese!"

"Thanks, bro, for sharing that. Listen up, everyone! I know you all been complaining how unfair cooking meals for every mouth here is. So I decided to make it fair. For now on, every morning I'll spin this wheel, and whatever Smashers it lands on, that's who will cook today's meals! Cool, right?"

"All of them?" asked MewTwo.

"Lunch and dinner?" asked Shulk.

"Yes to both!" answered Crazy. "Ho ho ha!"

"Alright, here I go..."

Master grabbed the wheel and gave it a good spin.

Zoom zoom zoom zoom...

CLUNK!

WHOOOOOOOOSH!

The wheel came off it's hinges and headed strait for the Smashers! Run, fighters, run!

"Looks like it's game over for you!" "Falcon kick!" "Let's a-go." "You're too slow!"

Thump! Thump!

CRASH!

"Oh, mine..." "Gah..."

Well, as you can guess, the wheel ran over Ike and Zelda, then went through a wall. To the freedom of the world!

"So what does means?" asked Wolf.

"Looks like Ike and Zelda shall make lunch! Congrats, freaks!" cheered Crazy.

"...And it's back to the drawing board..." mumbled Master Hand. "Okay, everybody else can go back to bed."

"Yaaaaah!" they all cheered.

"Wait, no cotton candy machine?" asked Larry.

Ten minutes later, Ike ran into the kitchen. To his displeasure, he found R.O.B. inside fixing the oven.

"Okay, friend. You got to leave." he told him.

R.O.B. looked over to him. "Beep bop bop bip,"

"I don't care. You gotta get out of here. Now."

R.O.B. stood his ground. "Beep beep zip beep bop!" the robot screeched as he took a death-grip to the oven. He wasn't going anywhere until he properly fixed the freaking oven!

"So that's how you want to play it, hu?"

Klang! Crash! Pop!

Zelda walked into the kitchen just in time to see Ike carry R.O.B. over his head ("You'll get no sympathy from me!") and then toss him out the window.

"Ha ha ha!" the warrior laughed as he did a funny victory dance. "Take that, robot man! Ha ha ha!"

Zelda made a confused face. "What, and why?" she asked.

Ike looked over and noticed Zelda. "Good morning, Princess!" he declared. "You look fabulous in those PJs!"

The two didn't bother to change. Zelda wore a Hello Kitty nightgown and Ike a Regular Show t-shirt and sweatpants. It was rather hilarious, when you think about it for a while.

"Thank you," she whispered, acting shy.

"It's awesome!"

"Yeah, great." she messed with her hair. "Listen, Ike, about what happen at the party-"

(Flashback: In chapter five, Ike and Zelda had a one night stand. It's been Awkward City since that.)

"Don't worry, Zelda!" he interrupted. "I know it's been tense between us, but I feel it'll be best if we just leave that behind us and act as if it never happened."

"Really?"

"Of course,"

"Oh, good!" she did a sigh of relief. "That's exactly what I wanted, too!"

"Great... Princess, my eyes are up here."

"Wha- Oh! Sorry!"

"Don't mention it," Ike dug through his pockets and pulled out a box. "Here. Happy Birthday!"

"Wha... what's this?"

"It's your birthday, right?"

"Yeah, but..."

"Well, surprise! I present you this present as a friend."

Zelda hesitantly took the gift. She opened it and found a pearl bracelet inside.

"Oh, Ike! But where did you get it?"

"Stole it from Pit,"

"Pit?"

"Yeah, I know. Do you like it?"

"Of course! Thank... thank you," she whispered again as she put the bracelet on.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, duh. So, what do you want to cook?"

"Chicken, duh!"

Ike ran over to the fridge and began digging through it.

"Carrots? No." Fling "Potatoes? Nope." Fling "Fish? Gross." Fling "Ah-ha! CHICKEN!"

Ike pulled out a whole chicken, brought it to the counter, and smacked it down.

"Great, Ike." giggled Zelda. "But I doubt that'll be enough to feed over fifty Smashers. -Or was it sixty?"

"Looks like we'll need more chicken!"

Ike once again dug through the fridge and carried out a load more of chickens.

"Still not enough," Zelda shook her head.

"But that's all the chicken we got,"

"Well, here's a crazy idea! Get a different food to cook with the chicken!"

"Princess, you might be on to something!" declared Ike as he ran back to the fridge and pulled out a 25 pound turkey!

"Whoa! That's one big bird!"

"...And it taste like chicken!"

Ike opened the oven and threw the turkey in. Then he began throwing chickens in two at a time.

"Ike!" said Zelda.

He stopped and looked over at her, somewhat guiltily.

"Don't hog the fun!" she giggled as she began throwing chickens in as well.

"Oh, hog! Good idea!"

Ike dug around the fridge and found a frozen solid ham. "You know, for variety."

The two laughed and stuffed it in along with all the birds. they were able to stuff a 25 pound turkey, five chickens, and a 20 pound ham into the oven that might burst at the scene.

"You think that's safe?" asked Zelda.

"Of course, Princess." Ike insured her as he turned on the oven and cracked it up to a toasty 400 degrees. "And now we play the waiting game,"

"Oh, boy."

Ike sat down on the counter. "So, how old are you turning today?"

"Uh... I rather not say..."

"Oh, come on! Not even a hint?"

"I'm still younger than you,"

Ike did a smile that made him look like he didn't have teeth. "Oh, you young people and your pop music," he said with a fake, old man voice. "Back in my day, I had Justin Beiber and The Jonas Brother. Now that was music. Dang, do I miss High School Musical."

Zelda laughed so hard her sides began to hurt. "Your hilarious!"

"It's a blessing and a curse. But I do put the FUN in FUNeral."

"Too far, Blue Boy."

"I know. So sorry about- Wait. Blue Boy?"

"Uh..."

"Ha ha ha!"

"Listen, I'm sorry if you-"

"No! I like it! Nobody has ever gave me a nickname before. I like it."

"Oh, good."

"In fact, I think-"

Rumble rumble rumble...

"Hold on," said Zelda. "Do you here that?"

The two slowly looked over at the oven. Now it was ready to burst.

"Princess, look out!"

KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

They hit the deck as chunks of metal and meat flew in all directions. The oven was now lit on fire, along with the fridge next to it.

"Oh, no!" Ike cursed and rolled over to his back.

Zelda, on the other hand, jumped to her feet and ran to one of the covers. "Quick! Find one of those fire extinguisher thingies!"

The warrior did as he was told. They both found one and began putting out the fires.

Suddenly, the door flew open. Rosalina, Dr. Mario, Toon link, and Ness poked their heads in and began complaining like they had any right to.

"Another fabulous mess, Zelda." Dr. Mario shook his head.

"Hey! Leave her along!" Ike said as he sprayed like crazy at the fire. "I caused this, okay? She was just a bystander."

"How much did she pay you to say that, Ike?" asked Ness.

"We should stock up on marshmallows now it's absolutely certain Zelda is here to stay," said Rosalina.

"I've been doing that since Brawl!" answered Toon Link. "My room is crammed with them!"

"Ike, for the sake of your health, I advise you to keep your distance from this Princess," Dr. Mario said as he flipped through his papers. "Oh, and you need a flu shot next week so-"

"Alright! Everybody out!" yelled Ike as he pushed the four intruders out of the kitchen.

They finally left, and Ike did a sigh of relief. "Those guys can be a pain, but I think-" he began to say.

He looked over at Zelda and found her sitting on the floor, wiping away tears.

"Hey," Ike bent down and rubbed her back. "It's okay. Their just being jerky, that's all."

"It's not just them," sniffed Zelda. "It's all of them,"

"What?"

Zelda looked Ike in the eyes as tears streamed down her face. "Ever since the Legend of Zelda became popular, I've been made fun of and trolled. 'Link should stop saving you.' 'Your a wimp, spotlight hogger.' 'Nobody likes you.' Year after year after year! It's terrible!"

Ike was shocked. "Princess, I never knew."

"Strangers can be so mean," she cried. "I'm not weak! I'm only human!"

Ike nodded his head, not knowing what to say.

"That's why I joined SSB. In hopes to prove I'm not what they say I am. But... It didn't. It just became worst. The trolls just multiplied. And those Smashers! They despise me! And all I did was show up! Even Link, who prefers his new friends to me. He never talks to me anymore. In fact, your the only one who cares if I'm alive. Your the only one who remembered my birthday!"

"Oh, Zelda..."

She looked at Ike and found him crying, too.

"You are strong," he sniffed. "Ignore those trolls. They wished they were as awesome as you. I care about you, Princess. I always have, and I always will."

"I know, Blue Man." she forced a smile. "You're the only reason I'm still here."

The two embraced, never wanting to let go.

"But we need a Cotton Candy Machine!" declared Wendy as she and her siblings followed Master Hand to the dinning room.

"No, we don't." said Master. "We need it as much as we need a radar detector."

"That would be cool!" cheered Bowser Jr. "We could track down airplanes!"

The glove sighed as he threw the dinning room doors open. Inside, he found the Smasher feasting on over cooked shredded who-knows-what.

"Looks like Ike and Zelda made it through for us," he said as he looked around. "Hey, where are those two, anyway?"

"Well," Roy mumbled with a mouth full. "I heard something about the two taking a walk on the beach, then crashing at Starbucks?"

"The beach?" asked Link. "Ike and Zelda?"

"Who cares?" said Meta Knight.

Ike did about Zelda. And Zelda about Ike. And that's what mattered to the couple.

(Don't worry. They changed before going out.)

New Year, new changes! After a few request, I've finally changed the title from "Smash Supper" to "A Taste of Smashiness!" I hope you guys like it!

Looks like I ship Ike and Zelda now. Hoozah! And a gentle reminder: Trolling is NOT cool. Always treat people the way you want to be treated. On and off line.

HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYONE!