After Roy and Link woke up, the group located the bathing suits that Samus had thoughtfully bought for them and traipsed down to the lobby.

"Okay... now we split up," Samus said, taking charge. "Ike wants to go on the bungee jump and Pit can't swim... and Link can't swim with a hat on, so you three can be a group. And Marth and Roy and I'll go to the pool."

"Sounds like a plan," Marth said cheerfully. "Come on, guys. I want to try the waterslide."

...

"Oh, man! This water's great!" Roy exclaimed after surfacing from a dive. "Sam, you're crazy! Get in!" He called to the blonde figure reclining on a chaise lounge. She didn't stir.

"C'mon, man, you've already got a hot blonde after you. Guinevere, right? So give it a rest." Marth ducked underwater and resurfaced quickly. "It's hard work keeping a long-distance girlfriend. But I do it fine with Shiida."

Roy rolled his eyes. "Oh, please. It's better to have seven. If one goes crazy or dies in battle or something... you've got six more to choose from." With effort, Roy floated on his back. "Life is good, my bluenette friend."

Marth rolled his eyes good-naturedly and glanced toward the diving board just in time to see someone execute a perfect dive.

"Nice job!" Marth called as the diver surfaced. Her head whipped around.

"Thanks!" She giggled. She swam over. Roy immediately rolled off his back.

"Um... do I know you?" Roy asked, running his hand through his wet red hair.

"You kind of look familiar," the girl said, squeezing out her equally damp ginger locks. "What's your name?"

"Roy... and this is my friend Marth."

The girl raised her eyebrows. "Um... did I hear you right?"

Marth rolled his eyes. "Yeah, Marth. Short for Marcelus."

"Ahhh. That makes sense." There was an awkward beat of silence.

"So... do you have a name?" Marth asked, smiling.

"Oh! Right! Sorry! I'm Abby... Abby McCullen."

"Oh, hey! You work at Applebee's!" Marth remembered.

"Yeah, you were our waitress," Roy informed her.

Abby gaped at them. "No way! I thought you looked familiar! You were the guys who took out the Homophobes!"

"You better believe it, lady," Roy said proudly.

"Yeah, you were the one who went insane and tackled that big guy!"

Roy blushed and bowed his head. "Um, yeah... that was me," he said softly.

"That was so cool!" Roy looked up. "I... those guys just make me so mad! And you!" She turned to Marth. "You were so good! What made you come back in?"

Marth opened his mouth, tried to think of a lie, and realized something: The best way to get people to not believe you is to tell the truth.

"Well... the Angel of Death, Samael, said that I had irritated him by leaving and pretty much forced me to go in there and beat up those guys."

Abby blinked spastically, then burst into laughter.

"You are so funny! How did you come up with that?"

"Uh..." Marth hastily changed the subject. "What are you doing here, anyway? Do you live here?"

"Oh, no. I'm staying with my friend in an apartment near here. We come here to swim a lot, but she had to work today."

"Hmmm... hey. Do you remember our other friend? The one with spiky hair and an Adidas sports band?"

"Oh, yeah, him! He was kinda cute. And funny. What's his name?"

"Ike. Ike Gawain. He's staying here with us, but he's off doing the bungee jump."

"Oh! Um... will you give him my number when he comes?"

"No."

"Hey! Why not?"

"Because you can give it to him yourself," Marth replied, pointing at the door.

"Oh! Hey! Marth! Roy! And... Allie, right?" Ike called, running toward them.

"ABBY!" Marth, Roy, and Abby yelled, earning them several peculiar looks from fellow swimmers.

"Oh, whatever! Well, um... did you want to know my name?"

"Already know it... Isaac," Abby smirked.

"Um, it's Ike... oh! Hey! You just made fun of me! Oh! That is a mean thing to do!"

"Burn, Ike," Roy and Marth laughed.

"Well... you call me Abby, I call you Ike. Deal?"

"You give me your number, I give you mine. Deal?"

"Deal." They shook on it.

Well... good ending point, I think. And a pretty quick update, considering. And I guess i like last names beginning with the prefix Mc-. By the way... I haven't quite decided on Abby's personality yet. Suggestions are appreciated, but I may disregard them. XD.