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Let me tell you guys something. My friend Kyuuketsuki dreamt about them and it was based on PalindromeIsntOne's story Artistic Licence. It was kind of different, though. The scene was wherein Ike was painting a portrait of Marth, but instead in his home, it was in Marth's place, so you could see those Magnolia walls here and there. *laughs* She said there was a calm and "holy" atmosphere to it. Everything was perfect; the lighting, the curtains, the wind, even the Magnolia walls. She also told me that there was a time when Ike went over to Marth and placed his hand on the side of his face, then Marth smiled and Ike went back to painting.

It's so unfair, I want to dream about them too. HAHA

SSBB ain't mine yo.

Marth fumbled with his luggage as he took out his belongings onto his new bed. Okay, I guess you wouldn't call it his new bed, since he'd been staying in the same dormitory for the past few years, so let's just say he's transferred to a new room. He took out his hygiene kit and placed it somewhere safe in the bathroom. He was about to take out his clothes when someone knocked on the door, making him jump in surprise.

"Who is it?" he asked curiously as he walked towards the door.
"Um… uh… Pit…" came a soft angelic voice from behind the door. Marth, who wasn't very fond of knowing who his classmates were, opened the door. A young angel wearing a white garment around his small body stood in front of him, his luggage in his hands. He was looking at Marth shyly, feeling nervous all at once. Marth raised his eyebrow.
"What do you need?"
Pit raised his head. "Um… I'm your new roommate…"
Marth flushed, forgetting about the whole roommate thingo. "Oh right, sorry. Please do come in." Marth moved out of the way so as Pit could enter the room. "Your bed's over there."
His new roommate nodded, embarrassed to say anything. Oh God, he's so quiet. He really is an angel, thought Marth. "Don't be so timid, okay? I don't bite, I promise."
Pit faced him, confusion written all over his face. "O-Okay..."
Marth smiled and suddenly remembered his impoliteness. "Ah, how rude of me. Let me introduce myself. My name's Marth Lowell, but you can just call me God – err, I mean, Marth." He held out his hand, waiting for the angel to shake his hand.
"I-I'm Pit…" He shook Marth's hand and they both smiled.
"It's nice to meet you, Pit. Looking forward to be good friends."

Marth and Pit walked together to their new class, their topic on StarCraft. They are both avid fans of the game, and they found out their common interest when Pit pulled out a StarCraft CD from his bag. They continued to talk about the game when Ike and Meta Knight appeared across them, walking briskly. Marth saw Pit's face reddening at the sight of Meta Knight – or was it Ike? – treading towards their way. Ike had a grim expression plastered on his face as he walked with Meta Knight who in turn was grim-looking, too. Well, hadn't he always looked like that? Once he and Pit arrived at their classroom, Ike caught a glimpse of them and came up to the two. He wore a big grin as he walked towards them. Wait, was he grinning at him?

"Hey, long time no see, buddy!" Ike punched Pit's arm playfully, knowing that the angel was sensitive and all that. Oh, so he wasn't grinning at him. Marth felt a wave of disappointment hit him, but he quickly washed it away. Wh-what the heck? Why would he feel disappointed? He looked at Pit, his blush a deeper shade of red.

"How have you been, Pit?"
"F-Fine…"
"N'aww, still as shy as ever, eh? You're so adorable, you." Ike laughed and pinched Pit's cheek gently. He entered the classroom Marth and Pit were suppose to go in while Meta Knight followed behind him. Marth, who was still watching Pit blush here and there, nudged him.
"Earth to Pit, can you hear me?" Pit snapped out of his trance and looked at Marth. "Why do you look so red, Pit?"
Pit looked down. "N-Nothing." He entered the classroom in a hurry, wanting to hide his tomato-looking face. Marth sighed.
"What's up with that kid?"

"I'm gonna be your teacher for Physical Fitness, Endurance and Strength Training, and all that shit! Call me Captain Falcon, aight? See ya later, peeps!" Their new teacher gave a salute and jumped out the window and on board his hot car. He waved goodbye and zoomed somewhere far away. The students in the classroom all wore amused expressions on their faces.

"I will be your teacher for the subjects Strategies and Logics. The name's Snake. If any of you will be late for my class, I'll beat you up. Second offense, I'll blow you up. Third offense, you're headed straight to the Principal's Office. Got that?"
The threatened students nodded in unison. "Good. I will be leaving now."
He jumped out of the window and took out his helipad, flying away to a far place. The class remained silent for ten seconds when the noise returned.

"My name is King Dedede, but you may call me Sir Dedede. I will be your teacher for Algebra and Physics."
The teacher ended his session and walked towards the door. Once he walked into the doorway, his whole body got stuck. He tried to squish his way out, but he didn't budge, so he asked his students to help him.

"Oh my, I'm stuck! Can two students please help push me out of here?"

Within milliseconds, Ike and Marth stood up from their seats at the same time, wanting to get the teacher's attention. They both glared at each other, a sudden cold aura drifting around the room.

"Sit down, Marth, let me handle this."
"No, you sit down. I can do it on my own."
"No you can't."
"Yes I can."
"No you can't."
"Yes I ca—"
"Oh, for Pete's sake, can the two of you just get me out of this damned doorway already?"

The two glanced at their pissed off teacher and back at each other.
"Shut up and quit arguing with me. Besides, I won last time, so I should be doing this. Now sit down and watch me."

Ike folded his arms and raised his eyebrow. "Fine, princess. Let's see if a thin body like yours is capable of pushing one big teacher outta there."

Marth flinched and threw Ike a cold glare. He took a deep breath and pushed the huge duck with all his might, but Sir Dedede was still there, unable to move. Marth rolled up his sleeves and pushed him again, but he still didn't move. For the last time, he gave it all he got, but his force wasn't enough. King Dedede stared at him in annoyance.
"I told you, I need two students here, you idiot. Why don't you call that guy you were quarreling with awhile ago so that both of you can get me out of here?"

Marth clenched his fists in anger and faced his rival who was wearing a smug smile on his face.
"See what I told you? You're frail body can't handle it."

Muffled laughter sounded across the classroom, making Marth flush in embarrassment. He totally lost it there. He watched as Ike walked up to the door, taking big strides. He looked Ike up and down. It was the second time he looked at Ike like that. He was still the same as before, though. Unlike him, he wore his uniform in a tattered manner. As always, his tie hung loosely around his never-fixed collar and, of course, his unforgettable and infamous green headband, but something else caught his attention. There was something new in Ike's style of wearing his uniform, and that was his polo unbuttoned halfway, revealing his… well-defined muscles. Marth blushed pink at the sight of his chest. It was amazing. He wanted to trace those lines…
Marth shook his head. Wh-what the hell was he thinking? Marth, get a hold of yourself! He wore an icy glare and looked at Ike with venomous eyes. Ike's smug smile was still on his handsome face. Marth stopped breathing. Handsome face? He tried to stand straight, feeling himself waver.

"Move out of the way, princess. Let me help our poor teacher who's been stuck here for awhile."

Marth's jaw tightened as he moved to give Ike some space. He crossed his arms over his chest and watched as Ike rolled up his sleeves, exposing more muscles. Marth felt his face redden as he turned away to face another direction. Those muscles! Had he been working out lately? He saw Ike push King Dedede without any effort and miraculously, the stuck duck was finally free. Ike brought his arms to his sides and grinned widely.

"You're out now, Sir Dedede."
The grateful teacher shook hands with Ike. "Oh, thank you, my son. You're quite strong! Oh my, would you look at those muscles? What could I have been without your help?"
Ike shook his head, trying to hide his self-satisfaction. "Nah, it was nothing. Anytime, sir."
King Dedede waved goodbye to him as he was out of sight. Just then, the school bell rung loudly, vibrating through the walls of the classroom.

"Ah, classes are finally over!"
"Time for a break! Who's up for fish and chips?"
"Me!"
"Me too!"
"Hey, wait up!"

Students bombarded the hallways, many of them heading to the cafeteria. Ike turned around to face his not-so-fit foe.

"Well?" he asked teasingly.
"Well what?" snapped Marth. Ike let out a guffaw.
"You gotta work out more to have enough force to push a heavy teacher, you know. See ya later, princess. Adieu." He winked at Marth and left, trailing behind Meta Knight. Marth stood there in place, embarrassed that Ike had pushed their teacher all by himself without his any help at all.

OHOHOHO, MARTH. WHAT ARE YOU THINKING NOW. *smirks*