AN: I don't normally do ANs, but I feel like I should in this chapter. I apologize for not releasing this sooner. I'm a student, and my schooling has been time consuming lately, and I've had little time to work on this. However, I got some time for it yesterday and I wrote it. Again, I apologize and I hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Disclaimer: I do not own Nintendo, Smash Bros., or any of its third parties. I only own Purpy Draggo and the D3G S&P Ensemble.

VII: Dinner

It had been about an hour since the training sessions had ended when the Smash Bros' dinner period had begun. Everyone was scooping tonight's cabbage soup into bowls and settling at tables with their friends or lovers. The members of The D3G String and Percussion Ensemble were joining the Smash Mansion residents for dinner tonight, and they were about to have a little representation of what it was like to live inside the Mansion.

When they had gotten their bowls of soup, they began looking for a table. They were looking for a table with a small amount of people, as they were introverted people who preferred to be alone in these types of situations. After some scanning, they found one and walked to it. However, while they were walking to the table, some Smash teens called out to them and invited them to their table. The young musicians went to their table, thinking it would be rude to just keep walking.

They sat down in front of T.L., Y.L., I.B., and I.G., who greeted them immediately.

"Hi, guys!" greeted I.G. "How are you guys tonight?"

"Very well, I.G., thanks for asking." said Nina "How about you all?"

"Tired," they all said in unison.

"Were the training sessions that tiring?" asked Lee.

"Not really," replied Y.L. "We walked a million miles this morning to convince you to come with us."

"And then we walked a million miles home." continued I.B.

"And then we had the training sessions. But those weren't as tiring." finished T.L.

"Ah, a lot of physical activity, I see. Well, I would expect that you guys might be used to that." said Dassi.

"Oh, we are... But... A million miles..." sustained I.G. "Can you relate to walking so much?"

"I'm a drumline captain in my high school's marching band, so I do a lot of walking and marching. I guess I can relate to that." replied Kero.

"You're in a marching band? That's fun. What drum do you play?" asked Y.L.

"I rotate between snare drum and tenor drums. Normally, my band director wouldn't allow that, but he made an exception for me." answered Kero.

"Cool." said Y.L.

"So, what reality are you guys from?" asked T.L.

"We are from a reality where we live in a solar system in a galaxy in a giant universe. In the solar system, there are a few planets, but only one, Earth, can support life." began Nina.

"There are many places on Earth called countries which people live in. The country that we live in is the United States of America." continued Dassi.

"This country is notable for its freedoms, food, drinks, vehicles, weapons, crazy music, crazy celebrities, crazy people, sports, tv shows, and social media." explained Kero.

"It's also a major world power with a superior military, and also a popular haven for immigrants. In fact, Kero here was one of these people. He immigrated to America from The Philippines, another country." added Lee.

"Interesting," said I.G. "So, Kero, were living conditions terrible for you in The Philippines?"

"They weren't terrible, but my father wanted to get away from his psycho-ex, and since he got a great job offer from another location of the company he worked at in America. Since he could afford to move, and he could get away from his ex, he took the offer and moved there with his fiancee, my older brother, and I. Now, eight years later, he is a successful businessman with a wonderful wife and wonderful kids." replied Kero.

"It's good that it all went well." said I.G. "So what do you all do during your days on Earth?"

"We wake up on weekday mornings and get ready to go to a crappy public school. Dassi and I go to a crappy middle school, and Kero and Lee go to a crappy high school." started Nina.

"Then, we go to the... trashy schools and sit in classrooms while learning about mathematical formulas, historic events, and scientific stuff. We also have extra-curriculars which are classes that teach skills like speaking languages or playing music. We're all in our school orchestras, but they're not that great." continued Dassi.

"After many hours, we get out of our crappy schools and then we do our at-home assignments. After that we practice and then help our families." said Lee.

"We look forward to Mondays when we rehearse with and lead the violin, viola, and percussion sections of a better orchestra, Fridays when we rehearse together as a chamber group, and Saturdays and Sundays where we don't have to go our crappy schools. Oh yeah, and we also look forward to June and July where we don't have to go to our crappy schools." noted Kero. "And that concludes the look into our lives."

"Wow, your lives initially sound bad, but it sounds like you have some stuff to even it out." said I.B.

"Well, our lives are good. The seven hours we spend in school suck, but we get to go home to good families, or we get to go straight to an orchestra we love playing in, or we come home to each other. On Fridays, we go straight to one of our homes. We work out with each other who's house we'll go to on Mondays." said Nina.

"Fridays are the days of the week where we get time to spend together as friends, and musicians." explained Lee.

"And lovers." added Dassi.

"Hadassah Ofir Durr, why do you always have to bring up that incident?" questioned Lee.

"Well, Lee Kemp Dawson, I used to have my careless moments when we formed D3G. And when Kero and I arrived at your house and saw you and Nina in your wide open bedroom engaged in light romantic activity each other when you knew that we would enter your home and come to your room between 3:45 and 4:00 p.m., I just knew I could rub that event in your face to get back at you for all those times you [playfully] teased me and my occasional careless moments." answered Dassi.

"Well, we'll catch you and Kero one day." declared Lee.

"No, you won't, because we aren't dum-dums." retorted Dassi.

"Oooh, this is getting interesting!" remarked T.L.

Before Lee could retaliate, Kero piped in and said, "Now, now, Dassi and Lee. While this is playful and Nina and I would love to watch this continue, let's not fight while we're getting to know some Smash Bros."

Dassi sighed and then replied, "Fiiiine."

Lee had a different choice of words, "Kero GuiYing Dee... okaaay."

"Okay, thanks." said Kero.

The eight warriors continued to converse about various things. The teens got to know each other better, and they were enjoying themselves. D3G had even remarked that they were happy that they had dinner with the younger Smash Bros. instead of being alone.

When the dinner period came to a close, the chamber ensemble had an announcement to make. This was a matter concerning the events of tomorrow.

"ATTENTION!" yelled Dassi.

Many heads turned toward her.

"We will wake up at 7:00 tomorrow and we will begin marching toward wherever Draggo's location is at 7:45. Oh yeah, and thanks to Kero and his programming/hacking skills, we can track Draggo and his troops. Additionally, my friends and I will wake up early and play calm music to slowly wake you up. Then, when it is time to get up, Kero will open your doors and play full crashes on his 22 inch crash cymbals. That's all. Thank you."

Three hours later.

All the Smash Bros. were asleep in their dorms, including a few of D3G's members who were staying in the dorm they planned in earlier. They were excited and nervous about what was ahead, but they didn't let that impede their sleep. Their sleep was necessary for the next day.

However, there were two people were not asleep at all. These people were Dassi and Kero. They gazed out of the dorm's window in to the night sky full of stars while having a conversation. However, this conversation was more of a flashback.

"This journey has made me think about D3G's history." remarked Kero.

"What about it are you thinking about?" asked Dassi.

"Just everything," replied Kero. "Eight years ago, I immigrated to the United States. I was in a new environment where everything was different. The people were different, the language was different, the places were different and so on. And here I was, a young Chinese-Filipino with dark skin and a Filipino accent, which I till have today. I could speak English, but not as well as my peers.

"My school life was initially terrible. I was different, and they bullied me for it. While other kids were into watching sports and playing shooting games, I was increasing my intelligence, learning how to play instruments, and improving my English.

"Fast forward to the third grade, I met you, a second-grader. A light-skinned blonde female of Hebrew descent. We had a lot in common. We both had ethnic names, were a little shorter than average, loved music, played instruments, and studied often. We befriended each other and spent time together.

"Over the years, we formed a solid friendship. Even though you got picked on for being my friend, it didn't stop you. We continued to play and write music together and take part in activities together.

"When we got into middle school, we met Lee and Nina. They accepted us for who we were and befriended us, even though we're different people. When they befriended us, people would constantly questioned their choice to be our friend. There was one day where a kid did this and you and I overheard it. Lee and Nina had gotten fed up with it, and they wanted it to stop.

"They replied to them loudly and passionately. Nina said the first words, 'I'm sick of all of you constantly bugging us about our friendship with Kero and Dassi. You may think they're boring nerds, but they're wonderful people.'. Lee then piped in, 'Yes, they are wonderful people. And they're better people than the people you socialize with.'.

"We walked over to them and joined in. Do you remember what you said?"

"Yes. 'We may differ from you, and we may not seem like the people Lee and Nina would spend their time with, but it's not your business to question them. They don't question you, even though they don't like your friends, so you can lay off.'." replied Dassi.

"Then I concluded to their speechless faces, 'To you and everyone who's questioned Lee and Nina's friend choice, I hope you realize that you have wasted so much of your time questioning them when in reality, you truly had no business to question them. Meddling in other people's lives about little things like that repeatedly is annoying to the lives you're meddling in, and you surely wouldn't want to experience that yourselves. Next time you want to meddle for a small reason, think about whether or not it's worth it. For the small things like this, it's usually not. Keep that in mind'.

"After the fiery session, the four of us walked away, and no one bothered us again. Later that week, we formed D3G, and we found out we were all auditioning for VYAO. From there to the present, our friendship only got better. Oh yeah, and later that year you and I started dating. But, that's D3G's history from my perspective."

"Wow," interjected Dassi. "I haven't relieved those memories in forever. It feels good to remember them. And this time with Smash is another chapter of our history."

"You're right." said Kero.

"But seriously, Kero, we haven't been able to spend time as a couple in a month, and I don't like that." declared Dassi.

"I don't either."

After he said that, Kero was wondering why Dassi got away from the subject like that, but then he remembered that Dassi did that often, and thinking about their elementary school friendship probably reminded her of how long they had spent time together as a couple. That time was important to her.

"When we get home, we'll make some time for that, but for now, we should get some sleep. We have a big day tomorrow. A day even bigger than our VYAO auditions."

"I agree. Goodnight, Kero"

"Goodnight, Dassi."

After that statement, the violist and percussionist joined the Smash Bros. in slumber. When it came time for them to wake up, they would be alarm clocks and fierce warriors.

Fierce warriors that would show their opponent their worst defeat…