Day 2 -Tuesday-
-Host Selection-

Marth slightly opened his eyes to see Link's back. He yawned and sat up on the bed trying to remember how he got there. The prince looked around and saw that Toon Link's bed is completely empty and poorly made. Looking down at his side, Link is sleeping peacefully, not looking bothered that he is sharing the bed. Marth smiled at the happy expression Link has when he sleeps, and decides to try his best not to wake him up.

"Ugh...Tuesday...they're probably going to chose the next party planner." Marth whispered to himself as he tried to crawl out of bed. Yet to his misfortune, Link mumbled as he turned placing his hand over Marth. Suddenly stopping as though he was in a trance, the prince quietly cursed himself out for not being quick enough. The only thing he can do is stay or wake Link up. Marth chose the latter and quietly carried the arm up. "Huh?" Link mumbled as his eyes slowly opened.

He quickly noticed what was happening and apologized to Marth, "Sorry, I was asleep and all." The prince laughed, and accepted Link's apology. They didn't leave the bed at first, they just stayed looking at each other wondering, "What kind of crazy thing is going to happen today?"

Marth broke the silence and sat up trying to leave the bed. "Get up lazy bum, it's breakfast time." Marth said, as he stumbled to get off the bed himself. "I see you're having trouble." Marth smirked, "Be quiet..."

The morning was the usual as they cleaned up a bit, and got dressed. They left the room and headed towards the cafeteria hoping that they arrive early. To their advantage, the only one there was Sonic and Mario. They each waved to Marth and Link, and eyed at each other with anger. "Probably got in another fight." Link whispered, Marth looked at them and nodded. "Not a surprise."

They got pancakes and omelets, and sat in a small table near the end. "I wonder whose going to host the party..." Marth mumbled, as he bit a piece of the pancakes he gotten for himself. Link shrugged.

"I wonder...who Ike picked..." Marth whispered, rather angrily. Link glanced at Marth, and stopped eating. "Marth..." He knew what Marth meant by, 'Who Ike picked', it was a party tradition that the party host selected pick a guest to be with them as a 'guest of honor.' Usually it's the roommates, sometimes it's other smashers. Being called the 'guest of honor' means a great deal. Also, it means the host likes you a lot. Sometimes more then friends.

"Maybe Ike didn't pick anyone." Link tried to suggest to Marth, but the prince was already guessing at women's names. Despite he himself, harboring some strong feelings for the mercenary, Marth learned to not let the idea of 'love' get to him too much, especially since Ike is the bane of his existence sometimes. Other times, Ike is a generally wonderful friend.

"I don't remember Ike choosing anyone as the 'guest of honor'." Link informed the prince, as he took a bite of his omelet. He already knew the crush Marth had, and though a little confused, he still accepted Marth with open arms. A crush is a crush.

"I'll ask him later.." Marth mumbled as he sipped on his coffee. He winced, "Too strong." Link smiled as he handed him sugar. Marth added multiple packets and tried to sip again, "Needs more milk." Link laughed as he gave Marth some near by cream. Finally, Marth tried again, and smiled, "Sweet... I like it."

They threw away the remains of their breakfast and continued to walk around. They loitered the halls since they had nothing better to do, and also they were waiting for the announcement about the selection of the party host. A few group of friends passed by and waved hello at them. They waved back, and continued to loiter around.

"I'm bored Link. Entertain me..." Marth muttered, Link stared deadpan at Marth. "Exactly what do you want me to do?"

"I don't know...Something." Link sighed, and scoffed, "You know what time of the month it is?" Link asked.

Marth turned towards Link, and shook his head, "No, why?" Link smiled, and stopped walking. "Because you're probably on your period.." And he dashed. Marth grew furious and charged towards Link. "Come back here!"

After a long while of chasing each other, they heard the announcement to come to the auditorium for the daily party host selection. Marth and Link glared at each other but still agreed to stop and went to the announcement.

Everyone sat in their respective seats, and they waited for Master hand to appear. When he did, everyone grew quiet and listened closely on what he was going to say. "Alright, this weeks party host shall be..." Master Hand awaited for a awhile, when suddenly a piece of paper appeared from nothing and opened itself. Such a waste of time these parties are,...Marth thought to himself.

"Link shall be the party host this week!" Master Hand announced as he disappeared. Marth groaned, as Link sat up, "Awesome!"

Link and Marth left rather quickly, as Link turned towards Marth. "Hey! Can you help me plan? Please?" Link smiled, as Marth thought for a while. "Alright...I guess I can..." Link whispered a small yes, and mentioned that Lunch should be served by now. Marth sighed, and tried to follow Link.

This was going to be some week.

As the smashers received their meals, Marth and Link sat in a small round table. Marth favored the gourmet steaks they would serve, as Link was more of a chicken salad for the day.

"Exactly what type of party do you want to host this time?" Marth questioned as he started to slice a piece of the steak. He thought of the last few parties Link had hosted, some were for Adults only, and some were for everyone. Either way, it was all the same. A table of chips, snacks, and soda, aka diabetes, sugar, and heart-attacks. Then a rented stereo for music. That was all. Sometimes the television was plugged with multiple gaming consoles for the smaller smashers to play on while the adults talk and dance.

"Same as last time. For everyone and with bunch of goodies!" Link said excitedly, as he pierced a piece of chicken and salad. Marth nodded, and thought that was easy to prepare.

"Who's going to be the 'guest of honor'?" Marth questioned again, as he put the slice in his mouth. Tasty, he thought.

"I'm not too sure, I want to ask Zelda, but I know she probably would want to spend time with her friends." Link mentioned as he rubbed the back of his neck from slight embarrassment. They continued to eat, as they heard someone call after Marth.

Two female princesses waved at the two and sat near them. "I hope your party are fun as always Link!" Peach encouraged, she always knew what to say. Zelda nodded in agreement. "Link, have you chosen who would be the 'guest of honor'?" Zelda asked, curious on who would be the person.

"I haven't decided, don't worry, you won't be the one. I know you're starting to get sick of being only my 'guest of honor'!" Link joked, cracking a smile. Zelda laughed a bit, and smiled, "It's whoever you decide in the end." With that, she and Peach left.

They didn't talk after that, only finish their meal.

After their lunch break was over, they decided to start ordering the supplies Link had in mind for the party. Chips, sodas, snacks, a stereo, and most importantly, supplies to clean up afterwards. The cleaning supplies are a must, especially with Link.

They head back to Link's room, and wrote down the supplies needed. After completed, Link left to deliver it to Master Hand. Marth sat on the floor, not doing anything, or with anything important in his mind. The door creaked open, and a certain someone's head peeked in. "Hey, Link...Huh?" Their eyes darted to the spaced out Marth sitting on the floor.

"Oh, it's you." Ike sighed, he looked around, "Say, where's Link?" He entered the room this time, closing the door behind him. "He went to deliver something to Master Hand." Marth said, as he slowly became more aware. Neither said anything, they didn't know what to say either ways.

Marth decided to break the ice, "I'm still mad at you. But, I forgive you. I'm also sorry for the incident in the morning, can I sleep in my room now?" Marth said. Ike smirked, "Sure. Welcome back pal." Marth winced at the name 'pal', Ike only used it when he was trying really hard not to sound annoyed. "Nice try." The prince replied with a smile on his face.

Ike scoffed, "Whatever...Anyway, where did you sleep?" Marth turned his vision to Link's bed. "Because of you, we had to share a bed." Ike looked at the bed, then back at Marth.

"It must've been really awkward. I mean, don't get me wrong, the both of you are guys and all...but, you're not exactly the definition of 'manly'." Marth knew what Ike had meant, he rolled his eyes, "Yea, I know already. It was really strange at first then we just fell asleep. Simple as that."

The door opened again, and Link peeked in. "Oh, hey Ike. Did you need something?" Ike turned quickly, and said, "I was gonna check up on you, but then I heard that you and Marth shared a bed." Link looked embarrassed. "It's not that weird! It's just..." Link tried to say, but his words abandoned him. He walked in quietly and went towards the bathroom.

"You wanna go to our room already? It's probably 5 now." Marth nodded, and the two headed out the room.

Marth first made his way to the bathroom and took a shower, putting on brand new clean clothes.

"Ah! It feels nice to wear such clean clothes!" Marth chirped, he laid down on his bed, and looked at the clock. "6:45 PM", he muttered. It's getting pretty late. He turned to his roommate, who was taking a nap already. "Lazy bum.." Marth smiled, and decided he should also take a small rest. He pulled the cover over him and closed his eyes. His mind started to slip away.

Eventually, he slept rest of the day away...