I made this a bit short because I have a major test coming up soon. I'll be studying up to March 16 to March 23. after that, I'll get back on track on this fic, I promise.
By the way, I want to ask you guys question. Would you prefer long chapter but takes a while to produce? Or short chapters that are relatively quick to release? Let me know in the reviews.
If you also want to know how the progress is going on this story, just PM me. I won't mind. Anyway here's the chapter.
Chapter 11: Make A Wish
The rest of the Smashers were setting up decorations for the birthday that was due very soon. Party hats were being aligned on the table in a numbered order; balloons of every color, tied to the rails of the chairs; streamers hung from the banister of the second floor, sparkling with pink in the light of the room; finally there was an old boom box, set on a stool, playing old pop song that would make anyone dance under the spell of its mighty tune.
Whiles the trophies were almost done setting up the party, Team Cake was tasked with baking. Because of the fact they couldn't use the stove, since the mansion was out of power; they had to find another alternative.
Meta Knight came up with a solution however, he placed the raw meal under a dish cover and ordered Charizard to use his fire breath on it: The heat from the fire will cook the cake, whiles the metal covering will shield the food from getting burnt to a crisp. A fool-proof plan.
"I got to give it you Knight, I thought there was no chance in hell that this little plan of yours was ever going to work. You proved me wrong." Admitted Wolf, observing the team from the dining table.
"Yeah!" Said Lucas. Holding a flashlight in his hands. "It was very smart of you to bake the cake without using the oven! How did you come up with that?"
"When you are as old as I am, you tend to learn a few things along the way" The creature replied to the psychic. The masked fighter turned to the orange dragon, who was still breathing fire on the metal dish. "You can stop now Charizard, let's see if it's ready."
The Pokémon nodded, he killed the flame in his mouth; with smoke exhaling from his nostrils. Meta Knight grabbed a rag off the floor, using it as an oven mitt as he pulled the top off. Mr. Game and Watch stepped in and hovered a hand over the meal.
"*Beep beep boop beep*" (I think it's done.)
"[That's fantastic, our mission has been a complete success!]" Said R.O.B. "[Should I go into the kitchen to retrieve the candles and frosting?]"
His mask hid it well, but everyone could tell that his expression dropped to a slightly anxious attitude. He looked at the kitchen door in worry. The fighters haven't entered since they left Peach and Brawler alone for their 'chat'. For 3 hours straights, muffed screams and banging could be heard from the room; with the walls, thumping with each hard hit made on the bricked surface. He did not want to go in there.
"*Beep beep boop*" (No need R.O.B.) Replied the 2D man, he grabbed a container and a baggy from the table and showed them to the group. "*Boop boop beep boop boop beep boop beep*" (I grabbed them on the way out the door).
"That's great, no need to go back in the kitchen." Sighed the knight in relieve. Swiping the sweat from the side of his mask. "Alright, how about the rest of you put the finishing touches on the cake? I'll set up the plates on the dining table."
"Sure thing"
"*Beep*"
"[Compliance.]"
The fighters answered with agreement as they administered the frosting on the meal. Meta Knight nodded before heading towards the table. He was just in the middle of getting platters out of a cardboard box when he noticed Team Gift coming towards him; the big turtle carrying a large wrapped present over his head.
"Meta Knight!" Huffed Gunner, taking several deep breaths. "We made it back, please tell me we're not late!"
"With ease, Gunner." Said Meta Knight. "You're not late, in fact. You made it just in time. And I see you were successfully in inquiring a gift for Villager." Said the creature, gesturing to the cargo on Bowser's shell.
"Yeah we sure did, was a pain in the ass to get it though." The turtle said to masked fighter
"Is that so?" Inquired the knight. "What was the problem?"
"The store manager was being very difficult to work with; but eventually he came around and helped us find a gift for the birthday boy." Chortled the Koopa king; his face contorting to a mischievous grin. "Couldn't have done it without him!"
"Yeah that's good to hear, one less thing to worry about."
"Everyone! Listen up!" Roared a squeaky voice. They turned around to see Young Link standing on a stool, looking at a phone-like device in his right hand. "Lucario just messaged me that they're taking Villager to the dining hall! Get in positions!"
The Smashers hurried up their chores and crouched to the ground; with one of the trophies sprinting to the light switch and flicking it off. Turning the room into a pitch black blanket of darkness.
Villager and Lucario's team were walking down the corridor, their emotions becoming more relaxed than they were before. "Hey Lucario, where are we going?" Questioned Villager, looking at the door that was inches away from their position.
"We're heading towards the dining hall." Answered the Pokémon. "There is something that I want give you."
"You don't have to do that Lucario." Said the boy "You don't have to give me anything, I don't want to be a burden."
"Oh I insist. I want you to feel comfortable around here, make you feel better. We all do."
"We?"
The jackal opened the door to a very dark room; all of a sudden, the lights were turned on; revealing all of the mansion's residents in the hall. "SURPRISE!" roared the voice of the crowd. The boy was absolutely stunned whiles the canine was smiling with delight.
"Wha…you…you guys did this?!" Said Villager.
"Indeed" Replied Lucario. "When Swordfighter mentioned that today was your birthday, we sprang into action; spared no expense."
"Wow! I...I don't know what to say!" Said the boy, being overcome with joy so much that tears threaten to spill.
"You don't have to say anything Villager, just take it all in and enjoy yourself."
"Woah is that was I think it is!?" The child vocalized to the entire group, before running over to a colorful object that was suspended in the air by a thick blue string. "A piñata! Man I love these things! I can't remember the last time that I bashed one of these things."
"Zelda suggested that we craft one for you; she put a lot of effort into making this and it really paid off. I'm glad you liked it."
"Oh I do! It looks so cool. Hey is that my present?" Joyfully questioned the lad, pointing to the wrapped gift that Bowser was showcasing to the birthday boy.
"Sure thing kid!" Hollered the turtle. "We spent a lot of blood, sweat, and tears getting this little thing. Behold its beauty!" Said the Koopa, a dark smile was plastered on his face as he ripped away the wrapping paper; revealing a golden statue of an anthropomorphic raccoon.
"Is that…Is that a statue?! MADE OF GOLD?!" Ecstatically Yelled Villager. "This must have cost you a fortune!"
"Actually we didn't have to spend a penny! The shopkeeper was kind enough to lend himself a hand with the gifts, we couldn't have done without him!" snickered the king as he patted the sculpture on the head.
"That was awfully generous of him! I bet he is the most kindest person in the world." Said the Smasher, observing the shiny figurine. "You know, this statue kind of reminds me of something, but I can't place my finger on it" Spoke the child, scratching the side of his head to rack up answer on why this gift seems so familiar to him.
"DONE!" Said Lucas. Interrupting the fighter in his thoughts as he saw the blonde bring over the chocolate frosted cake to the table.
"Done?" Replied Villager, before widening his eyes. "Oh you mean the cake; is that chocolate flavored?"
"Yep! 100% made of pure chocolate, inside and out." Answered the jackal. The Pokémon asked Snake for his lighter, which he gladly obliged. The solider handed the blue animal the item he desired-the canine using the tool to light up each of the candles that were placed on the cake. After he was finished, he lightly pushed the sugar treat towards the boy that was now seated at the head of the table.
"Okay everyone, lets sing Happy Birthday!" Said the princess known as Zelda. "Ready? Here we go! 1, 2 3!"
Every Smasher in the room sang the song: Happy Birthday. They did so in perfect unison; smiles curled up on each of their faces. (Except Ganondorf, who was hidden behind the crowd staying silent and rolling his eyes, but no one really likes him so who cares.)
When everyone was finishing singing, the blue-furred Pokémon spoke up. "Time to blow out the candles Villager, make a wish."
"Yes a wish! But what do I wish for?" The child said aloud to himself. "There are so many things out there that I can choose from! So what should I pick?...Oh I know! I'll-"
"Now, Now Villager." Interrupted the aura canine. "You can't just blurt out what you wished for. Otherwise it wouldn't come true. Think of it long and hard, when you're ready. Just blow out the candles."
"Oh! Right. It's supposed to be a secret. Ha ha, I forgot…Now what do I want?" The Smasher looked inside himself, finding what he desired before the lightbulb went on in his head; prompting him to take a deep breath-blowing out the candles.
The fighters clapped with appreciation at the sight, cheering the boy on with his celebration. "Now that everything is now in place. Let's dig in!" Said the Pokemon, picking up a knife off the table to cut into the triple layered cake.
The Super Smash Brothers had a blast; eating, dancing, and playing games well into midnight. Most of the Smashers went to their rooms after the party ended; trying to get a good night sleep into dream land. The only one's still left in the dining hall were: Lucario, Gunner, Swordfighter and Villager. Peach was also with them too, however she stayed in the kitchen for the majority of her time. Finally leaving the party to go back to her pink bedroom; mentioning something about cleaning the stains of her pan.
Swordfighter was gathering up the plates on the table, stacking them into a nice pile when Villager approached him.
"Hi Villager!" Said the blonde fighter. "Enjoyed the party?"
"Oh Absolutely!" Replied the child fighter. "I'll treasure this day forever."
"That's great to hear man, I'm so happy for you!"
"Hey Sword, I want to give you something" Said Villager, rummaging through his front pants pocket for a few seconds before presenting the object to his friend.
It was a crystal of some sort; its shape being spherical in nature; only as big as a standard golf ball one who find on a golf course. It sparkled in the light as it rested in the boy's hand.
"I found it when I was out in the fields; sticking out of a pile of dirt." Continued the Smasher, rubbing the diamond ball with his shirt. "I want to give this to you as a token of our friendship; to thank you for what you did for me. Here. Take it."
"Aw Villager, I can't take this. It looks so valuable to just give away; besides, today is your birthday. It doesn't seem right to take something away from you on your special day."
"It's fine. Really!" Said Villager. "You deserve this, you risked your life to save my butt from that bee; I would have been toast if it wasn't for guys. It's the least I can do. Take it. Pleeeaaaasssseeee?" Pleaded Villager, trying his best to show off his puppy eyes at the mii fighter.
"Okay, okay." Surrendered Swordfighter. Taking the crystal from his hands. "I'll take it."
"Thank you so much Sword!" Thanked the child, giving his friend a hug. "Hey, I'm going to go to bed, that party took a lot of energy out of me. Need to catch up on some zzz's for tomorrow." Joked the fighter as he ended the hug. He walked to the door, opening it slowly as it creaked.
"Night Sword! See in ya in the morning!" Waved the child as he walked down the hallway, disappearing into the darkness of the corridor.
"Goodnight!" Shouted Swordfighter as he gathering the rest of the plates. When he got all of the dishes, the mii walked over to Lucario; who was sweeping the floor up with an old broom.
"Hey Lucario, I'm going to wash these dishes so we can use them tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"
"Fine by me." Answered the Jackal, pausing in his sweeping. "Just be sure to put them in the dish rack after you're done."
"I will." Replied the sword wielder, walking over to the kitchen door. "Night." Said the blonde fighter.
"Goodnight." Spoke the Pokémon, continuing doing his task at hand.
The mii nodded and went inside the room, he approached the sink; careful placing the plates into the soapy sink. He was about to grab a sponge when he heard whimpering to the right of him.
He turned his head to see Gunner crouching over a now cowering Brawler on the floor-stuck in the fetal position.
"What the hell!?" Exclaimed Swordfighter, as he stopped what he was doing and ran over to his friends. He kneeled right to the shooter before asking: "What Happened?! Why is Brawler acting like this?!"
"I don't know!" Gunner said with a worried tone. "I just found him like this, I tried talking to him but he won't respond!"
"What could have caused him to act so irrationally?"
"Cake…Pan…Pain…PINK DEVIL!" Shouted the fist-fighter, continuing his trembling shaking after his nonsensically rambling. Swordfighter and Gunner looked at each other in confusion. With the three of them being becoming visible in the pale light of the shining moon.