Unfortunately, I won't be able to update as quickly from now on, but I'll try my best to keep them frequent.

Destroy…

I need to destroy…

Free me…

Hurry… Hurry...

"Rooooobin," a soothing voice sang. "Robin, wake u-u-up..."

"Ngh," she squeezed her eyes shut as she felt a hand gently nudging her shoulder. Gods, her head felt like it was about to explode.

"If you don't wake up, I'll be forced to take drastic measures," the woman teased.

"Palutena, leave me alone," Robin groaned as she covered her face with her arms.

Palutena stopped nudging her shoulder, but not because she was being nice and wanted to let Robin sleep. With a mischievous smile, she set her sandals aside before throwing herself at her sleeping friend, earning a much satisfying yelp from her.

"Palutena!" Robin shrieked. She kicked and struggled to get the older woman off from her, only to have Palutena hug her tightly in response.

"I told you I would take drastic measures," she teased.

"Okay, but I'm already awake!" she protested, finally finding the strength to push her off. "Let me go!"

Palutena got up from her bed and continued to give Robin that mischievous look, one that said "you better get up, or I'll throw myself at you again". Not wanting to risk getting caught in another attack, Robin sat up and stretched her back and arms, taking her sweet time to get up from the bed. Her head was already pounding and aching as it was, she didn't need to get dizzy from getting up too quickly as well.

And it was then that it hit her.

"Wait, what are you doing here?!" Robin exclaimed.

"I told you I was going to pass by, didn't I?"

"Oh… right, I forgot about that," she scratched the back of her neck. "Never mind my outburst then."

Palutena gave a light tap on her shoulder, "Come on, Rosalina told me to call you," she said. "Dinner's ready."

Robin wouldn't even point out that Rosalina probably didn't make dinner for three, but she was sure Palutena would do some magic to create more food for her. Either that, or Rosalina just had the biggest feeling that Palutena would be crashing in. That was just the kind of woman she was.

"Ah, hold on," Robin said as she got a small container from her desk and the glass of water by its side. "I need to take my medication first."

"It's the headaches again?"

"Yeah," she sighed, taking one of the pills into her mouth and then taking a big gulp of water. "They've only been getting worse these days."

"Maybe a stronger dose will help you with this?"

"I guess, but I'll have to talk to Rosa and ask if she can get more of these from Zelda," she shook her head. "Oh well, let's go. I'm starving."

"Rosalina, this is absolutely delicious," Palutena praised as she happily gobbled down her pork and vegetables.

"Palutena, flattery won't make up for the fact that you came in uninvited," Rosalina said in a lighthearted manner.

"But I did tell Robin that I would come," she pouted.

"I don't remember ever giving you an invitation," Robin said in an attempt to defend herself.

"Oh, come on!"

"But if Robin told me, I would have prepared more food," Rosalina said, turning her attention to her daughter. "Robin, you really should have told me that Palutena was coming."

Robin rolled her eyes and just munched on her vegetables. She was completely blameless here, no matter how Rosalina tried to be "fair".

"By the way, Rosa," she said, trying to drop the subject. "I don't think my medications are helping with my headaches anymore. Do you think Zelda has something stronger for them?"

"Oh, dear, are you sure?" she asked in concern, sweeping the lock of pale blonde hair that always covered her eye to the side. "Your medicine hasn't been helping at all?"

"Not as much as before."

"I'll talk with Zelda, then," Rosalina said. "I will see what she can get for you."

"Thanks."

"I wish we knew what exactly is causing your headaches," Palutena commented. "Must be annoying having to take your medicines every day."

"I'm used to it," Robin shrugged. "Besides, Zelda told me before it's nothing I need to worry about. She's the one with the medical license here, so I'll trust her."

Rosalina said nothing and just continued to eat her meal, her gaze fixated at nothing in particular. Sometimes Robin wished she knew what went through that mind of hers, she had a terrible habit of spacing out.

Once they finished dinner and Robin washed up the dishes (she was actually really grateful that Palutena had the decency to help her), both friends went back to Robin's room to chat for a while. Palutena just walked into her veranda to get some fresh air, with Robin following her right after that. They leaned over the handrail and stood silent for a couple of seconds, just enjoying the cool air night, before Palutena decided to ask:

"How's your headache? Feeling better?"

"It still hurts, but I'm getting better," Robin sighed.

"That's good," the green haired woman nodded, her voice incredibly mellow.

It was in moments like those when Palutena showed a calmer, more collected side of hers, one that she didn't show at all when she was attending customers. Despite her flirty and outgoing manners, she could become quite reserved and soft-spoken when only in Robin's presence sometimes. It almost felt like she was a whole different person.

With that said, this side of hers was only shown occasionally and she was pretty sure it was because Palutena was feeling tired of spending so much energy on a bunch of strangers.

"By the way, are you planning on spending the night here?" Robin asked.

"If it's not a bother," she said, rather sheepishly.

"No, it's not," she then let out a chuckle. "But I guess you already knew that, considering you brought your bag with a change of clothes with you."

"And here I thought you didn't notice."

Palutena turned around and rested her back and elbows on the handrail. She decided to look up at the dark night sky devoid of stars. Sometimes, sleeping at her own house could be so lonely. No wonder she kept frequently crashing at Robin's house, if she were to spend all her nights alone at her house, she would probably get depressed rather quickly.

They chatted about mindless topics for a while, talking about everything and nothing at the same time, until Robin told her she would be taking a shower. It was getting pretty late and she promised herself she wouldn't oversleep, so she wouldn't leave in a hurry and forget to lock the door again. She left Palutena there to continue staring at the wall from the neighbor's house, completely lost in thought, grabbed her pajamas and headed to the bathroom. There was no need to indicate where her friend would sleep, as Palutena already knew where she left the spare mattress and would make sure she was comfortable enough.

For some reason Robin just knew she wouldn't be seeing her in the morning.

Oh, well.

The next morning was mostly uneventful. As Robin has suspected, Palutena was already gone once she woke up, mostly because she opened her clinic pretty early in the morning. The shop was also pretty slow when it came to customers, which was driving Waluigi up the wall. Shulk also wasn't feeling as optimistic about the shop's situation, despite what he had said yesterday, but he was not going to tell either his manager or co-worker about that. Usually when he told about his bad feelings about certain situations, somehow they seemed to happen, and he was not in the mood to feel guilty over the shop's terrible fate.

Well, at least one good thing did happen that morning. Daraen had decided to pass by to visit them and buy a few couple of books. He explained that he was on a break and didn't seem to be in such a hurry to get back to work. Knowing Daraen, he probably had convinced some sap to take over for him until he returned.

"Robin, we just got a delivery order," Waluigi said in glee as the door from his office burst open. Robin could swear that that was the first time that morning he opened his mouth to say something that wasn't nagging. "It's that special collection of The Sadness of the Robot saga. Finally we're getting rid of this thing!"

He handed over the address to her and a carbon box with the aforementioned books inside and went back to his office, satisfied for finally being able to get rid of that expensive set that was collecting dust on the shelves.

"At least he's a little happier," Shulk commented.

"Thank the gods, I don't think I would be able to handle more of his nagging," Robin groaned. She then turned to Daraen, who had been standing there by their side the entire time and listening in silence. "Hey, Daraen, since you're going back to the courier soon, do you think you can already deliver this to me?"

"I guess…" he then noticed the paper with the address in her hands. "Hey, let me see this for a moment."

"Why?"

She gave him the paper and his eyes brightened up as he saw the address.

"It's actually near the shop," he explained. "If you want, you can deliver it yourself. It would take less time than going to the courier."

"What, really?" Robin asked. "I have no idea how to get there, though."

"I can take you there," he offered. "I still got time until I have to go back to work anyway."

"And I guess I'll be forced to take care of the counter again," Shulk sighed.

"I'll be back soon. If you have to answer the phone, well, just be patient and stay calm," Robin said as she grabbed the box. "You can do it, Shulk."

"Just deliver the package already, Robin," Shulk grumbled.

Robin and Daraen left the store in slow and lazy steps, chatting idly as they made their way through the streets. As they passed from one neighborhood to another, Robin could notice that she was heading towards the poorer neighborhoods, and considering they lived in a huge ghetto, that was saying something about the living conditions of the particular neighborhood they ended up in. Just like Daraen said, the address wasn't that far away, and it took them less than fifteen minutes to arrive at their destination.

Once they took a good look at the place, Robin was actually grateful for Daraen being there with her. They had to enter an alleyway with houses and restaurants so crumpled together that barely any sunshine could pass through, so the air had a strange mixture of smells from the humidity and the food of the restaurants being cooked.

Despite all of that, Robin still felt uneasy, mostly because it wasn't lunch hour, so the restaurants weren't busy and most people were likely out, so the alleyway was very empty. Yet, she still could feel as if someone was there, watching them.

Or maybe it was her headache that made her imagine things. She just couldn't wait until Rosalina got her a stronger dose of her medicine.

However, there was indeed someone watching them from the shadows, seriously pondering if they should attack now or just wait.

"I never knew she had a twin," the figure whispered in frustration. "Should I attack now? Ohhh, why am I even nervous? I can take both of them down! He might not even be a problem."

"Daraen, let's just deliver this package and go back," Robin said, holding the box tightly. "This place is really creepy."

"It's just a little further ahead," he pointed forward. "Don't worry, Robin. I've been here for a couple of times. It's actually a lot less dangerous than you are thinking. I'd never suggest you came here if it would put you in danger."

"Still… Let's just get this over with," she placed her hand on the side of her head. "My head's aching again…"

All of a sudden, Robin could feel her head getting incredibly light and her knees getting heavier with each step she took. Her eyelids were getting heavy and she felt like it was getting more difficult to stay conscious.

"W-Wha..."

Before she could even ask what was going on, Robin collapsed on the floor, being immediately followed by Daraen.

"Nnnnggh," Robin groaned as she struggled to get up. "What… what h-happened?"

Rubbing the side of her head, Robin looked around her and gasped. She seemed to be standing on some sort of a ruined temple, complete with broken columns and a cracked marble floor. From clouds in the distance, she could only assume that the huge piece of land she was standing was probably floating high up in the sky, as asinine as that may have looked to her. A giant hand hovered above them, twitching its fingers in a frenzy, as if ready to drop on them.

A giant hand floating above them… A weird space that defied all logical thoughts and physics...

No, that couldn't be…

Robin noticed her clothes had changed as well. She now bore an incredibly long and heavy purple coat with golden and pink linings, as well as a white tank top and loose white pants that were only supported by various belts and a purple skirt.

"R-Robin?"

Robin turned around and gasped once she saw that Daraen was wearing the exact same outfit. There was absolutely nothing different, with the exception that maybe the collar of his shirt showed less cleavage than hers, but even then that could be just Robin trying to come up with something that differentiated their outfits. To say she freaked more at how he looked than her would be an understatement.

For the longest time, especially during her infancy, Robin could swear that Daraen must have been her long lost twin, due to how similar they looked alike. They both had the same delicate, oval face, the same sharp brown eyes, the same soft white hair. Daeren was just slightly taller than her, but both were still rather short regardless. Small nose, thin lips, delicate frame… Their features were so nearly identical it reached levels of ridiculous.

No wonder people would point out and comment how they were such cute twins when they played outside when they were children. If they didn't have completely different families and surnames, Robin would probably think the same. And now, with him here, wearing the exact same outfit and looking as distressed at her, it only highlighted how uncanny their similar semblance was.

"Oh, please, are you going to stand there like two fools?" said a high-pitched voice.

Both Robin and Daraen turned their heads towards the voice, only now realizing there was a third person there. The person in question being a short, blonde girl in a pimped-out pink dress waiting impatiently with her hands on her hips. Her big and round blue eyes stared at them with a mixture of hostility and excitement, sending down a shiver on their spine. To Robin, she looked like a real princess.

"Who are you?" Daraen asked instead. "And how did you drag us into Smash?"

"Does it even matter?" she huffed, her nose still stuck up in the air.

So they really were in a Smash arena. Robin had no idea how this girl had managed to pull both of them in, considering neither her or Daraen had the IDs registered. But one thing she knew for sure, and that was that this girl was out for blood.

"It is such an honor to be fighting you, you know?" she said, turning her attention to Robin. "I have been waiting so long to finally be able to challenge you."

"What are you even talking about?!" Robin exclaimed. "Challenge me? What do you even mean by that?"

The blonde didn't answer, instead jumping out of the platform from where she stood and dashing towards them. Before Robin could do anything, Daraen pulled her along before the girl could get close to them, urging for Robin to run away.

"This girl's crazy, take cover!" he exclaimed.

Robin didn't object and followed him to the lower section of the temple, making their way underground, hoping to stale her and hatch up a plan to make that madness stop.

"What are we going to do?" Robin asked.

"I… I don't know..." Daraen bit his lower lip. "I've only played Smash two times, I don't know that well about how these arenas work."

"Wait, you have your ID registered?"

"I thought I might try it out," he admitted. "But it just wasn't my thing. I gave up after two fights."

"Okay, whatever," she shook her head. "We need a plan and fast."

"Worry about staying alive!" the girl shouted as she jumped from the terrain above them.

Robin screamed in pain as the girl took out her golden crown and whacked her in the head. She flew backwards and hit with her back on the floor, which only served as fuel for Daraen's rage. As much as he wanted for him and Robin to escape unharmed, he just knew they wouldn't be able to escape that crazy girl without a fight. He took out a tome out of his purple robe and opened it at a random page, raising it above his head in an arc motion.

"Arcfire!" he shouted.

A large ball of flame came out from its pages and was shot directly at the girls back. A loud, painful shriek escape from her as she was engulfed in the flames, giving Robin enough time to get up and get away from her. Daraen then took out a bronze sword out of thin air and slashed at the still stunned girl, adding up to her damage percent and making her fly backwards.

Robin could only watch in awe as her friend fought the girl as best as he could, switching between shooting elemental attacks with a variety of books and trying to slash her with two different swords. As for the girl, even if Robin was not that familiar with Smash and the more frequent players' fighting styles, she still could tell that her way of fighting was very unorthodox. While most of the girl's attack were kicks, slaps and punches, she also attacked him using a golf club, a tennis racket, a frying pan and, the most ridiculous of all, by plucking turnips from the ground and throwing them at both him and Robin.

What should she do? The girl was quickly gaining the upper hand, backing Daraen into an edge by throwing those blasted turnips and having a perfect timing when it came to shielding his attacks, while Robin stood there, completely dumbfounded. Despite his best efforts to fight back, the blonde was simply a lot more experienced and agile, which was quite an accomplishment, considering she was wearing an impractical dress to fight. Even if he was actually managing to hit her every once in a while, it wasn't enough to send her flying away.

If only her head wasn't hurting this much… She could think better about what to do. Robin couldn't even concentrate on her own thoughts.

"Well, if we are using the same outfit..." she whispered, opening and closing her hand as she tried to materialize something, "Maybe I can also get the same weapons?"

Her frustration only grew as nothing happened. Of course nothing happened, she was not registered. She was not a real fighter. Then why was she there? Why was Daraen there? Even if he had his ID registered, he didn't want to be part of this.

Why, why, why…

The crazy girl managed to knock Daraen to the side by hitting him with a golf club and turned her attention to Robin.

"What are you doing?!" she asked, frustrated from her lack of reaction. "I didn't go through all of this trouble to get at you, just so you could ignore me!"

Her head was pounding. She couldn't take the pain anymore. Robin just clutched her head and closed her eyes, breathing heavily as she tried to ignore the unbearable pain.

"Ngh… Agh..."

Destroy...

"Hey, listen to me!"

Break her into pieces...

"I-I..."

Destroy her…

The girl just got closer to her and grabbed Robin by the collar.

"Just fight me!"

Whack!

A loud sound resonated through the arena from the strong, open-palmed slap in the face she gave Robin. For a moment, the white haired woman just stood there, eyes wide open and completely dumbstruck, as if her brain was still trying to process what had just happened.

And then something in her mind just snapped.

With a howl, Robin arched her back and clutched to her head with her dear life.

"Um… are you alri-"

Before the strange girl could even wonder what was wrong with her, Robin had quickly recovered from the outburst and cut her mid-sentence with a precise strike with her Levin sword on the blonde's stomach. Sparks of electricity danced through the blade and shocked the still stunned girl, sending her flying a good ten feet away from her.

Daraen could only watch in awe as Robin dashed towards the pained girl. He saw his friend take the opportunity that the girl was still trying to recover from the sudden attack to hit her with a Nosferatu spell, enveloping her in a dark cloud of dark magic and draining her opponent's health in order to heal herself. The girl grunted and struggled to get out, but it was completely useless. Once she let go of her, Robin then attacked her with the same sword, hitting her in the chest.

"What the..." she wheezed, hardly being able to regain her breath. The girl clutched her chest as she struggled to get up.

"For someone who had been gloating about wanting to challenge me, you are pretty pathetic," Robin answered in a cold tone of voice. There was just something in her dark glare that sent her foe shivers down her spine. "All it took was one opening to overpower you."

"No, it did not..."

Robin swung her sword again, ready to strike her once more. The girl smirked as she knew that was her chance to turn the tables. Just as Robin was about to hit her, she took out a small Toad out of thin air and placed it right in front of her. She just waited for the inevitable impact and the Toad would do the rest of the job of countering her attack with its pores.

Except the attack never happened.

"What…?"

Thanks to her confusion, she ended up dropping the Toad. Her blue eyes widened in horror and regret once she realized the terrible mistake she made.

"I'm not falling for that," Robin taunted. She then swung her blade at her opponent with a satisfied grin, "Checkmate!"

The girl screamed in pain and frustration as she was sent flying off the stage.

Daraen had absolutely no words to her sudden change in attitude, but before he could even ask her where she knew how to fight like that, or even how she predicted that trap, he could feel his consciousness slipping away once more. The overly excited hand that floated above the arena let out a cackle, making the entire place distort and disappear little by little.

The fight was over. It was time to return to the real world.

And that's how Robin met Peach. Kudos to everyone who guessed Peach right. But does she even have any connections to the game that Robin was forced to "play"? Who knows? In other news, I still hate writing fighting scenes.

Nahte123456 (chap 1 and chap 2): Well, you got Palutena and M!Robin right, but Rosalina wrong. It's okay, though. You also got Peach right, so go you! Chrom/Olivia isn't that bad… all you have to do is pair him up with any male Shepherd and then in chapter 11, you just pair him up with Olivia and hope for the best. The only Chrom marriage I absolutely refuse to do is Chrom/Sully, because it just… doesn't fit, at all. Though Chrom/Sumia supports are also is a snooze fest, at least you get a Lucina with Galeforce.

PozzyP: Basically this was the reason why I gave her the mother role. Fun fact, in the original game, the protagonist lives with his grandma. The only difference between his grandma and Rosalina, aside from the obvious huge difference of age, is the fact that Rosalina is a lot more mellow, delicate and speaks usually in a monotonous voice, while Aoba's grandma is loud, abrasive and usually very rough on her grandson (but she does genuinely care for him and his safety). And again, Palutena being a hairdresser is a nod to Koujaku, who is one of the love interests in the game and is a hairdresser as well. The masseuse part though… it was totally my thing. I may have a thing for this. Or not. You may never know.

Don't worry, I promise I'll make justice to the name Daraen. To be fair,his personality isn't all that different from Rob from Self Support, mostly because that's just the characterization I like to give to the male Robin. Nah, I wasn't fond of Reflet even before yours came into my life. But I must admit, your Reflet didn't do any favors to the name. The game will play a more important role in a near future, don't worry.

mystic moogle: I'm glad you liked the decision to name him Daraen! Too bad it doesn't sound as genderless as Robin, lol. I may have my reasons to not want to name him that, be it personal and plot wise. Oops, look at me trying to give hints that aren't supposed to be given. Exactly! I would be mad if I didn't even consider putting Palutena in this story, especially because I enjoy writing about her so much. Even as a common woman, she still has that "goddess" aura. Peach also sometimes has that motherly aura, but here, she's nothing but a brat (at first, remember this is Robin's first impression of her) and, of course, one of the love interests. Truth be told, I only considered starting shipping these two because of your M!Robin/Peach fic! Not to mention Rosalina seems to fit a lot more for the role of mother because she is more mature and since she's possibly thousand years old, it kind of gives me more liberty with her age in this AU.

Again, I'm sorry to disappoint you with the lack of Shulk/Robin… I'm glad you liked their interactions. She did get wrapped into another world in the end. Sorta, kinda. Virtual reality is more like it, but you get the idea. Waluigi as a cranky store owner just seem to fit him well. I remember reading some post on Tumblr that said they had this headcanon that, since Waluigi only appears in sports and party games spin offs, then he probably is not interested in a lot of adventuring and saving the world, and just prefers to stay at home. Oh, the incredibly mild life of Waluigi! Well, if you wanna jump into the fic and give it a review anyway, I would appreciate a lot, lol. Better late than never, right? What MMDs and how haven't I heard of them until now?

Murkardolum: Glad to see you'll be sticking around! Like I said above, I can imagine Waluigi having this incredibly mild and normal life, compared to the rest of the Mario cast. He was the perfect choice. Yeah, Palutena being chosen wasn't even a secret, it was pretty much a given. And like I said, those who have seen my fics around would know who was the straight option since the beginning. I'm that predictable when it comes to my pairings. I'm sorry for disappointing you with not even giving Robin/Rosalina a chance, but hey, like you said, you can always create an account and write the fic you want yourself. That's pretty much what I had to do for the Robincest and Samus/Palutena, lol.

I can understand the lack of diversity in the past, since there were only four women in the whole roster (and Nana is usually seen as a child, while Jigglypuff's gender is debatable… Ivysaur was also a female, but I seriously don't want to see Zelda/Ivysaur floating around, please). But now we have a lot more options and possibilities, and it makes me sad that almost nobody is taking advantage of this. It's not possible for Lucina to be around 12-13 years old, because Chrom and Olivia are in their early twenties. And even if she was at this age, I don't think it would be okay to pair a young woman with a per-pubescent girl romantically. Don't apologize for long reviews! You can write as much as you want! Those are my favorite kinds of reviews!

SmashBrosFan96 Jr: Waluigi was too good of an option to not be used. Palutena will always be my waifu. I did mention in the summary of this story that she had a loving mother, didn't I? I was referring to Rosalina there. It does sound a little, but the game was not intended to be creepy in the slightest. If anything, Robin was just really confused to what just happened. Yeah, I really like Lucina's voice. I don't know why, but it's just really powerful, but also very sweet. It fits her personality and character design very well.

Anyway, see you guys on the next chapter.