Super smash brothers is a franchise owned by Hal Laboratories, which is co owned by Nintendo. Enjoy. I guess. And yes, this took longer then I thought.
Fox woke up, still drowsy from the night before. It was no longer summer but it still wasn't wall. Despite losing in the fist case he was involved in, Carter was released from jail due the fact Jax was lying. He would be in jail for two months and Carter still owed $9,372.37 in damages.
He stepped onto the floor, only to have his ears ring due to the squeak.
'Shit,' he thought, 'Hung over again.' He thought the disease had ended after collage. At least it was a weekend.
He spent the rest of the day lying in bed, staring at the crack in the ceiling. It was really beginning to bug him, but not enough for him to re-plaster the ceiling. He just laid there.
Eventually, he realized enough was enough. Fox got up and took a long shower. The grime from the previous day washed off and brushed his teeth. Finally, at 11 am, he was up. He opened up his laptop with one hand, mostly to due with the fact the other was holding coffee.
While contacting Falco, he sighed and drank the whole cup. He needed it. It didn't make it better, but it did give him the illusion that he was awake. He waited to connect and finally got Falco's signal.
On the other end was Slippy. He seemed hung over from the previous night. He had dazed eyes at the moment and a few stains on his shirt. 'Still the same,' thought Fox, 'still the same.'
"What do ya want." said Slippy. From the sound of his voice he was just drowsy. He still was smarter then Fox.
"Not much. Wanted to check on the gang to see how every thing is doing."
"Most things are fine." Slippy paused to drink a sip of coffee. After a moment he continued. "Wolf is a jerk, as usual. However, he's been going to church lately for his new girl."
"Who. He serious about her?" said Fox, fully amazed on what he was hearing.
"Dunno. Probably not." Slippy drank his coffee and yawned, "I think he just likes the challenge. Remember the bet he made last year that he could get three in a night?"
"Yeah. Didn't he end up getting five?"
"Yeah, with three at once. You got Krystal the same night." Slippy seemed envious at the moment.
"How is she?" said Fox, who realized that he hadn't thought of her for a week.
"She misses you. Still, it's not that bad. She has to take the boards at the end of the year, so it's probably for the best your not here now."
"What ever." said Fox, clearly missing those worry free times.
Flashback
Fox was working on the roof with Falco clearly not helping. Slippy was in the pool and Peppy was still with the world. Wolf was in a tree with a paintball gun. He increased the scope and began to pump in more air.
"OK." Muttered Wolf while looking threw the scope, "Falco, Slippy, Krystal, oh there's Fox." He then turned quickly to two from the Delta sobriety sunbathing and zoomed in, then turned back to Fox. He zoomed in even more until he could see his retina.
Wolf was about to pull the trigger when a Hylea yelled from behind "Hey! What're you doing!" due to shock, Wolf misfired, hitting the ladder. That caused Fox, who was about to get on the roof, to fall into the pool.
Fox stayed on the bottom. Three more shots were fired, one landing by his head. He jumped out of the pool into the house, just as a paint bomb was thrown.
End of flashback
"Good times." Said Slippy, who must have remembered one of the many. "So I hear you are a big shot now."
"I make 40,000 a year. That's hardly big-shotish."
"So? You got a small column in the paper."
"Whoa." Fox was shocked a bit due to the fact he got a few lines.
"I better go," said Slippy. He seemed to be agitated a little bit, "Wolf just got back. I'll tell Falco you contacted contacted us." Slippy drank the rest of the cup and refilled it, "He hasn't been out lately. I'm worried about him"
"All he needs is sunshine."
"Good idea." With that Slippy logged off.
Fox paused and began to check the web. He found a few videos, including a AMV of advent children and a mocumentary on wood spiders on drugs. He chuckled as he saw it.
The phone rang. On the other side of the receiver, he heard a voice he didn't expect to hear.
"Hey, Fox. Is this the right number?"
"Luigi?"
"Glad you recognize me," said Luigi from the other line, "Want to get a drink in celebration? Pit is coming and Link is a maybe."
"Um," Fox stuttered. Should he go with his boss? He didn't know. Then again, Pit was there. Based on Fox's senses, they might need him to intoxicate Pit. He finally decided with, "Sure."
"OK. You know the TwinWhip Internet Cafe?"
"Yeah." Said Fox, chuckling. Every one knew where it was. It opened a few years ago and caused the controversy. The main store was in Liberty City.
"The bar is going to be one block down. It's called the Emblem. See ya there at one." With that, Luigi hung up.
Fox instantly realized that he was recovering from a bad night. 'One drink didn't hurt anyone.' He thought, attempting to console himself.
'No, but pressure did.' said insecurity, 'You're low level now. Why would they be like this?'
'Perhaps they want to be friendly to the new staff.' He warred on in his mind, eventually deciding to keep his promise. Besides. He had already stated he would go.
He walked outside, the sun beating down. It was nice to have sun after the day long storm yesterday. The weather was also cool. Amass the other places that had drought, the city was a oasis.
He walked to the subway, barely missing the train. He got on board, forced to stand. A man walked up to him that had a scar above his eye. Fox made a gradual movement to his shoulder, as if to scratch it, but to be prepared to get a knife if he would get mugged. The man walked past him and began to play a song on a lute. 'just a musician.' He thought.
The train ride was about five minutes. When he left he passed the same man. Feeling he had wronged him, he threw his spare pocket change in the case. The man looked at him awkwardly, but began to play again. Fox stepped in the urine stanched station and soon out into the smoky streets.
It was not in the best part of town, but safe enough to walk without fear during the day. He got to the Emblem to be greeted by Pit's jovial face.
"Hey Link!" he said. He seemed to have either changed a shirt or washed it. It looked like all of the other ones he wore. Luigi was at the bar with Link, watching the ball game. The bartender was tall and had a shoulder plate on. Following the theme, the light bulbs were also cleverly hidden in old looking lamps and oriental blades on the wall.
Fox sat himself down by the other two. Eyes glued to the screen, Link promptly told him to move because Zelda was coming soon. He sat down on the other side by Luigi. Eating a few peanuts, they all just stared at the screen.
Luigi broke the ice by asking how the job was going so far.
"Fine. Why?" said Fox. He was not used to sitting this close to a person who could fire him and destroy his job.
"Just wondering. Your dad was a good lawyer. He thought me a number of techniques when I was starting out."
"What?" gasped Fox. Could he really be that young?
"Yes, I'm younger then I look." He turned to try to find Pit. "Where's Pit?"
"I don't know." Said fox, who suddenly realized that the noise had died down. He looked around the bar, no one there but the three and the bar tender. No one else.
Suddenly Pit rushed in and grabbed a sword from the wall. Behind him rushed in two figures: one tall and lanky, the other short and husky. They had chains around their necks and a nice looking watch.
"Where're my men?" said the short one. He had a W on one of his gloves and goggles around his forehead.
"They attacked me! Now leave me alone!" replied Pit, sweating buckets. He then swung the sword, which fell short of the target and hit the table. It broke on contact, revealing the soft Styrofoam interior. "Shit!" yelled Pit upon realization.
The tall man seemed to take a knife from his shirt. At this moment, Fox acted upon what he had coined as 'Fratstinct'. He threw Pit on the ground and pulled out his knife. 'Where is wolf when you need him.' He thought after realizing the stupid move he made. Stupid 'Fratstinct'. He turned to see link dialing the phone. Fox hoped it was the cops. He held the knife hard, slowly creating an indent into his hand.
"Put the knife down," said the short one, "You wouldn't want to mess up that face of yours." He snorted and pulled out a knife as well. This one was much longer then the tall man's.
Fox took in a deep breath when the bartender came back in the room. Pulling out two pistols from under the counter, he pointed them at the short one. He then readjusted his aim to Fox. Then the tall one. Then the short one again.
"Get out or I shoot." He said. Pit got up to see what was happening and promptly made a remark on how it was similar to his 17th birthday. The bartender then pointed his pistol at him, shutting him up.
As a way of making a stand off clear, Fox put his knife back into it's satchel. Short and Tall withdrew theirs and left the room.
The bartender then said again to the whole group, "Get out." Luigi left a Benjamin on the table and left the establishment. Link followed. Fox quickly pulled Pit up and walked out.
"Hey, Fox." said Link, "Nice job."
"Thanks."
"That's sarcasm, you little shit. Someone would have gotten hurt." Link breathed in and put on a green baseball cap. "There. Done venting. I think it's safe to say Pit shouldn't walk home alone."
"Agreed," said Luigi, "Lead the way, Pit."
Pit led the group down a few streets to the station. Three stops later, they got off.
Fox got out to see what he first thought of as tenements. He then realized that was incorrect. The bottom floors probably had running water.
"There's my building. I'm in the right wing third to highest floor." Said Pit. He turned and was about to walk across the street when the structure fell down. More specifically, the top half of the right wing.
"Let me guess. This reminds you of your New Years Bash?" said Luigi, laughing yet gawking at the same time.
"How did you guess?"
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Fox woke up in the morning to singing and running water. After picking straws at the office, he was decided to have Pit live with him for the week. This would be hell.
He contacted Falco to bitch about it, only to be yelled at.
"What did you tell Slippy to do!" said Falco, his eyes bloodshot.
"I told him that all you needed was some sunshine. What did he do?"
"He took me to see Sunshine."
"How is that bad?"
"As in 'Sunshine' the person. The big tall one. The one who was also a cop that sent away Andross." Said Falco, whose voice was somehow even more pissed, "She stole everything except my ID and an undershirt."
"Tough luck."
"F off Fox! I have no money and my car keys were stolen."
"I just gave Slippy advice." Said Fox, trying to make his choice just. He soon remembered Slippy was always thought more literal then the average person. "Just remembered I suggested that to Slippy. Sorry."
"F off Fox. I'm angry." He had a sip of his drink and then said "Contact again in a week. By then all shall be forgiven. She'll be caught by then." With that he signed off.
Fox looked at the clock to see it 7 am. Today didn't have an early meeting, but the streets were always crowded in the morning and the traffic uber-bad. He heard the water turn off and pit walked out, saying something that sounded like "No hot water."
"I hate you right now." Said Fox.
He rushed into the bathroom and turned on the cold, determined to get threw the day. He left after a few minutes, feeling like ice was on his back and frozen hair. He didn't have time to brush his teeth, settling for some mouth wash. A few seconds in, he spat it out in surprise when a crash and Pit's shout of "sorry" ran threw the apartment.
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Fox got to the office on time. He thought of putting pit on a leash, but decided it was cruel. Within five minutes of being on the street, he soon regretted his decision. He sighed and grabbed hold of his shoulder, like a father guides his son. However, he soon realized how strange this must look.
By the time the office was in sight, Fox knew today would be a bad day. He searched his pocket for an energy bar. There were none there and a hyperactive face could be found on Pit.
"This sucks." Fox mumbled to himself. Nothing could be worse.
He got to the firm's floor and walked away from pit as quickly as he could. He passed Kirby, who tried to get his attention. Fox bumped past him while walking by and got the finger in return. He got to his office and to find a large file on his desk. He was working with a new group this time: Bowser, Roy, and Pit, much to his disdain. He skimmed threw the file. He would be in the court room this time, along with Roy.
"Meeting, biach." Yelled Popo over the intercom. Fox was caught off guard. He never thought that he would act like that. He walked in the meeting room, sitting down by Roy. He had a red tie and a strange suit.
"Next time you get in a bar fight, Don't do it in Ike's." said Roy, not even looking at Fox. "He has enough on his mind. He also has three firearms."
"I'll take that under consideration." Replied fox. He then asked simply "What was with Popo?"
"He got on the List. He could be fired within the end of the year." Roy sighed, clearly distraught. "We will be getting a few new ones. Kirby's brother is getting a transfer." At this point he sighed. "The last thing we need is cos-player. And Link's son might be working here during the summer."
"Hope he drinks well."
"The same."
"So what do we do with Pit?" said Fox, desperate to get rid of him.
"We'll draw straws. Whoever picks the blue straw loses."
"Shouldn't it be the shortest straw?"
"No. Besides, we pick in the order of seniority."
"Oh. Wait a minute.."
"Meeting Begin!" said Mario.
Fox droned out the noise and when it was finished, went over to Bowser.
"You better win. I ain't losing again."
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Both videos stated are real. You can find them on Youtube. Yes, I don't have a case this chapter, but this is primarily background info. The vote ability is to decide who Pit has to stay with until he can get another apartment. And yes, you can pick the same person in a row.
Congratulations if you understand the Twin Whip joke.