I don't think I have ever mentioned this here, but I highly recommend reading this fic while listening to DRAMAtical Murder's soundtrack. The music in this game is sinfully good.

Robin woke up in a daze, thanks to Daraen constantly calling her name and shaking her shoulders. Her head wasn't pounding from a constant ache anymore, though it still hurt thanks to her passing out and hitting solid concrete. Thankfully, neither her, nor Daraen, seemed to have suffered any serious injuries from their sudden drop, but that wasn't what concerned her the most at the moment.

"D-Daraen..." Robin called for him, her voice as hoarse as it could get. "What happened…?"

"Oh, thanks the gods, you are alright!" he exclaimed in relief.

"I could have been better..."

Daraen helped her sit up, making sure she was in conditions to actually get up. To his relief, Robin seemed to be recovering rather quickly from the sudden attack they have suffered. She kept looking around her, eyes filled with a worry that Daraen couldn't blame her for having.

"Do you think that girl is around?" she asked once she stood up.

"Even if she was, I don't think she would like to meet you after you destroyed her like that," he commented. "I mean-"

"The package!" she exclaimed suddenly, cutting him mid-sentence.

Daraen realized why Robin really was so nervous and also looked around him. The package was nowhere to be found, despite Robin never letting go of it even when she blacked out.

"Oh, no… Oh, no, my boss is going to kill me!" she whispered, getting more and more desperate by the seconds. "He was so happy that he finally got rid of that saga nobody wanted…"

"Robin."

"He's going to kill me..."

"Robin, hey," he tapped her shoulder, making her jump in surprise from realizing that he was still there. "It's not your fault that the books were stolen, okay? I'm sure Waluigi will understand."

"That still doesn't mean he won't nag."

"You need to think that what's important is that you are okay," he said in a soothing tone. "We were both knocked out cold when we were dragged into Smash. Who knows what might have happened while we were unconscious?"

"You're right..." she sighed, trying to give him a smile, though it only came out as a nervous mess of one. "What about you? Is anything missing from you?"

"No, not as far as I know."

"Do you think that whoever did this had planned this with that girl?" Robin asked.

"I don't know," he out a hand on her shoulder. "But we should get out of here before something else happens."

Robin made no objections and decided to walk close to Daraen as they walked back to the shop.

The lone figure clumsily got up from the soft grass, their head still spinning from the violent voyage. It took a while until they could figure it out where they were, but soon enough a small, barely noticeable smile crept on their pale lips as they saw where they ended up at and realized the operation was a success. They were currently facing a small, mostly abandoned cottage, located just a few miles away from the outskirts of Sakurai City, a familiar, yet at the same time unknown, place to them.

"I've made it," they said in awe. "Wow, this place hasn't changed at all."

It felt rather nostalgic, even though…

Never mind.

It was still too soon to celebrate. They weren't even half-done with their mission.

"I will find her..." the figure whispered. "I will find her and set things right."

Taking a deep breath, the figure started to walk away. They still had a long way until they could say they were safe.

"You were attacked by a Smash player?!" Chrom asked in worry. "That's awful!"

Robin nodded and took a bite on the muffin she had on her hand. She was so lucky she had decided to visit Chrom right at that hour, since Olivia had just baked those and insisted she would take some muffins.

"I have no idea how this was possible, but it just happened."

"By how you described it, you were probably attacked by a Drive-By."

"Drive-By?"

"It's when a players manages to drag a random person into Smash without Master Hand's supervision," Chrom explained. "Basically, they are illegal matches."

"But there was a hand there watching over the battle," she said, as she recalled the giant hand over the arena.

"That was probably Crazy Hand, not Master Hand."

"Never heard of it," Robin raised an eyebrow. "What's the difference between them?"

"Crazy Hand is a free program, basically anyone can use it," Chrom explained. "I've heard it was developed by someone who wanted to participate in Smash games without having to give personal information to Subspace Corp., but other people started to get their hands on the program and using it instead of Master Hand. And since Crazy's public dominion and there are almost no rules on its usage, people like to use it for all kinds of horrible stuff."

"I see… So even people who are not registered can be pulled in."

"They are exactly the main targets to these people because they have no experience at all and will be given a default custom set of attacks."

"Chrom, could you please stop bothering Robin with this Smash business?" Olivia asked as she entered the living room, taking their daughter, Lucina, by the hand. "What it matters is that she is safe, right Robin?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Rabin!" little Lucina happily exclaimed as she saw her family's friend there.

"Luci!" she said, extending her arms so she could grab Lucina and sit her on her lap. "Oof! Oh, my, you are getting so big!"

"I AM big!" she puffed her cheeks. "And stwong!"

"He he, look at her," Olivia giggled. "She's not even three yet and her ego is already this big."

"Oh, right, her birthday is in two weeks, isn't it?" she commented. "Are you planning on throwing a party?"

"Ah, just a small celebration, nothing else," she answered, though her voice now was shier than before. "We, um, are not in conditions of..."

"Now's not the best time to be throwing fancy celebrations," Chrom interrupted her.

"O-Oh… I see..." Robin bit her lower lip. So their financial situation wasn't in a such a good state, uh?

After a few minutes of mindless chatter, Olivia excused Lucina and herself so she could serve Lucina's dinner, leaving Chrom and Robin alone again. Chrom had become visibly upset after her question, which only made Robin wonder just how bad the situation was.

"Chrom?"

He let out a long, withdrawn sigh.

"Sorry, I guess I'm not that good at hiding what I'm feeling," he admitted.

"To be fair, I think I already know you for long enough to realize when you're not feeling well or not."

"Ha ha, I guess you do," he sighed again. "I just don't feel like I'm being a good father, that's all."

"What do you mean by that?" Robin asked, genuinely surprised. "You love Lucina more than anything in the world!"

"Yeah, but love doesn't bring food to the table," he gave a bitter smile. "Things are not going too well at work, so I just keeping working extra time to compensate the lack of income."

"But isn't what you and Olivia earn enough?"

"For a family of three, barely," he shook his head. "But, you know, with Olivia pregnant and all of that… I really need to find a way to sustain this family."

Oh, right… Olivia was pregnant, Robin had completely forgotten. She was at an early stage of her pregnancy, so her belly was still as flat as ever, so it was very easy to forget.

"Well… can't Emmeryn help you out?" she suggested. "You know, since she's your sister and lives alone."

"I guess I'll have to lean on her for a moment," he bitterly said. "Lissa is also helping out by taking care of Lucina when both of us are out whenever she can."

"See? There is hope," Robin said, trying to sound as optimistic as possible.

"I'm not worried about the money, I already have enough help with this. I'm just… really afraid that I might miss Lucina growing up like this, you know? That I'm always away and that she grows up without her father there for her. I can barely spend the entire weekend at home and I always come home late during the week days."

Robin had no idea how to comfort her friend like that. She couldn't even say a "I know how you feel", mostly because she has never been in a situation like this. The girl worked at Fils'Amie Books & Techs to help Rosalina out with the bills, but she didn't have to sustain an entire family, much less worry about being present in her daughter's infancy.

"Well… I'm sure things will work out for you in the end," was all she could say.

"I hope you're right, Robin," he gave a sad smile. "I hope you're right..."

They were interrupted by Olivia calling them to the dinner table. The entire time Robin could barely enjoy her meal in peace since Lucina kept asking for her to play with her.

On the next morning, Robin had woken up late yet again. She took about ten minutes to get ready for they day, a new record for her, and left the house in a hurry (thankfully she remembered to lock the door this time). If she ran really fast, she might arrive at the shop two minutes early. Maybe.

Yeah, that would only be possible if she was a super athlete, which wasn't the case at all. She had never been the fastest runner.

Still, she ran, if only to lessen the damage and nothing else. Robin dashed through the streets, passing by the increasingly big crow of people heading to their respective workplaces. Most people usually just walked to get where they wanted and there were barely anyone who actually used a car or any of the faulty public transports, but you could still see someone using some kind of transport here and there.

Such as the one that almost ran over her as she was about to cross the street.

"GAH!" she screamed, jumping backwards before the motorcycle could hit her. She ended up falling down in the process.

There was a loud, high-pitched screeching noise from the motorcycle as the person riding it abruptly halted in its tracks.

"HEY! What is your pro-" she looked up and immediately shut up.

Robin didn't know if it was because of her position, or if it was the imposing black motorcycle by her side, but there was something in the woman that was riding the vehicle that just made her feel incredibly small.

Or maybe it was the sharp, cutting glare her icy blue eyes gave that made Robin lose any burst of anger she initially had.

But before she could do anything else, the woman sped off, leaving a trail of smoke behind. Robin coughed violently as the smoke entered her mouth and nostrils, waving her hand in order to make it dissipate quicker.

Jerk…

What a way to start a Monday.

Robin got up and dusted herself off. She still had to get to work as soon as possible, so standing there dumbfounded would be counterproductive. With quickened steps, she made her way towards the shop, still bad mouthing the woman on the motorcycle. It was surprisingly relaxing, she found out. Once she reached the store, she had completely calmed down.

Unfortunately it seemed like she was not getting any rest soon (as weird as that sounds when someone is going to work), since as soon as she stepped in, she was immediately greeted by an overly excited blonde girl wearing a pair of sunglasses. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail and her style of clothing could be considered very fashionable, though Robin barely had time to notice any of those things because the girl was soon hovering over her like a hawk.

"Oh, my gosh! Finally, finally I got to meet you in person!" she squealed, her voice so high pitched it made Robin's ears hurt. "You have no idea how hard it was to find you after our match, but I guess it's kind of my fault because I should have introduced myself after it was over, but you know, I suppose I was feeling kind of bitter after my defeat and..."

Robin could only listen in a mortified surprise as the girl babbled on and on and on, talking about everything and nothing at the same time. She looked around, hoping to find Shulk and ask him for assistance, but he was nowhere to be found. He was probably in the attic, meaning she would have to deal with this weird girl alone.

"Um… Please, could you maybe calm down?" Robin asked, trying to sound as polite as possible. "And start from the beginning?"

It was only then that the girl realized how uncomfortable she was the entire time. Her overly excited manner diminished for a moment, enough for her to talk slowly and her sentences make sense.

"You do know who I am, right?" she asked.

"No, not really," Robin frowned. "I've never seen you before."

"You're kidding, right?"

"No."

The girl sighed.

"It is such an honor to be fighting you, you know?" she said, repeating word for word. "I have been waiting so long to finally be able to challenge you."

"..."

"Does this ring a bell?"

"I..."

She took off her glasses, revealing a pair of big, clear blue eyes. Robin jumped backwards as soon as she realized who she was talking to. It was her! That crazy girl who pulled her into that illegal match! How did she find out that Robin worked here?!

"Y-You…!" she gritted her teeth. "You're that girl that assaulted Daraen and I!"

"Assaulted is a pretty heavy term," she said, feigning innocence. "It's not like you were in real danger."

"I don't care, you still pulled us into a virtual fighting reality without our consent," Robin said, growing more and more annoyed each second she spent with her. "What do you want with me? Wasn't attacking us once enough to you?"

"Actually, no," the girl stated. "See, I had my sights originally on you only. I just pulled your brother in because he just so happened to be there. I never expected him to actually know how to fight. I guess you could say I was a little bit arrogant there, but I don't intend on making the same mistake again."

"First of all, Daraen's not my brother," she groaned. "Second, I don't know what do you mean by you not intending on making the same mistake again, because if you're thinking I'll have a rematch..."

"But two against one is hardly even fair!" she whined.

"Listen, here… Uh..." she scratched her head, "What's your name again?"

"Peach," she said. "Peach Toadstool."

"Right, Peach..." Robin hesitated for a moment, "I don't know who do you think I am, but I can assure you I'm not a Smash player. I mean, you are doing this because you think I'm a Smash player, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, I'm sure you got the wrong person," she then pushed Peach to the side. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got work to do."

"You're such a liar!" Peach exclaimed, making her halt. "I've done research on your Smash historic! You used to be simply one of the best players out there and now you're just trying to pretend you don't know what I'm talking about because you're too afraid to face me."

"Listen here, brat," she snarled. "I've already told you I have never done any..."

"Robin, is everything okay there?" Shulk asked as he finally realized there was a commotion at the front of the store.

Honestly, he could be so oblivious sometimes.

"This girl here had been harassing me since I've gotten here," Robin said, completely ignoring the murderous glare she got from Peach. "But I believe she's already leaving, right?"

Peach wanted to huff her cheeks and just let out a cry of frustration. Now calling for another person to help her was just cowardly. Why couldn't she understand? Why couldn't she just say yes?

"Robin, please..." she resolved to begging now. "Please, just have a rematch with me… I just want to see if I'm on par with the best fighters out there."

"Um… What rematch are you talking about?" Shulk asked, feeling completely out of the loop.

"Peach, I seriously need to start working," Robin sighed. "Just… go home and battle someone else."

"It doesn't even need to be now! We can arrange our battle for another day," Peach clasped her hands together. "Please, please, please!"

"She already said no," Shulk said with a stern voice. "Miss, I'll need to ask you to leave if you're not planning on buying anything."

"Come ooooon! I even paid for that stupid book saga just to get you to notice me!" Peach confessed.

"Wait… The customer who bought that thing was you?!" Robin asked, completely taken by surprise.

"Yeah… though I had to give a fake address because I didn't want any fighting in my neighborhood," she stated as a matter of fact. "They can be quite rigid regarding Smash, you know?"

So she wasn't robbed in the end… That was all Peach's contrived plan to get her to play Smash with her. Just how much free time did this girl have anyway? Robin would have to tell Waluigi later that he shouldn't worry about the lost package anymore.

"Listen, why don't we discuss this better outside," Peach suggested. "There is a game of Smash that's going to happen just a block away from here. We can watch it and you can decide if you want to fight me or not. You won't be out for more than five minutes, I promise."

"Will this make you leave me alone?" Robin grumbled.

"Seriously?" Shulk raised an eyebrow at her.

"Only if you come with me," the blonde girl smiled (surprisingly) sweetly.

"...Fine."

Honestly, Robin just wanted for Peach to leave her alone. Her headache started to surface again and she was with zero patience to continue that hopeless banter. Peach wouldn't accept a no, so maybe a "I'll consider it" would probably enough to make her get off her case for a while.

"You're really going to leave me here alone?!" Shulk asked in exasperation. "What will I tell Waluigi if he sees that you're not here?"

"Tell him I'm late for work, I'll face the consequences later."

"Wonderful!" Peach giggled, pulling her by the arm. "This way!"

Robin tried to pull her arm away from the excited blonde, but she was surprisingly strong for someone who appeared to be so delicate. She let herself get dragged by Peach until they reached the alleyway where the match would take place. There was already a pretty big crowd for such a small space, but that didn't seem to bother Peach at all. Robin, on the other hand, just wanted to get out of there, already regretting her choices.

Once she took a good look at the participants, Robin gasped in surprise as she seemed to recognize one of them. Fighting in the middle of the stage, using a weapon that could be used as a bow and as double blades once separated, was a young boy with messy brown hair, wearing a white tunic and sporting a pair of brilliant white wings on his back. She would recognize this fighter anywhere…

Which could only mean…

"Robin, hey!" Palutena greeted her friend once she spotted her in the crowd.

"Hi, Palutena," Robin greeted back, relieved that she found a familiar face there. "Here to accompany Pit on his match?"

"You know I can't just leave him to fight off strangers alone like that," she winked. "Besides, watching from the sidelines is fun. And he always appreciates an advice here and there."

"What would he do without you, uh?" Robin joked.

"I absolutely can't let him go fight alone, especially nowadays, with these kidnappings happening to players," she said with a hint of worry in her voice, only to then regain her brighter disposition in the blink of an eye, "What about you? Still in delivery service?"

"No, not really," she shook her head. "I was kind of dragged into watching this fight. I should get back to the store once this is over."

"Hey!" Peach protested. "You said it was okay if we left the shop to watch!"

"No, I just agreed on this so you would leave me alone."

"Oh, and who you might be?" Palutena asked, raising an eyebrow at the blonde.

"My name's Peach. You?"

"Palutena," she replied with indifference. "I don't think I've ever seen you around these parts. Are you a friend of Robin's?"

"We just met," Robin said, cutting Peach off before she could say anything. "She's also a Smash player, Palutena. Maybe you two could have a match someday?"

"Who knows?" Palutena shrugged her shoulders. "Maybe someday."

Peach just crossed her arms and continued to watch the match between Pit and Toon Link. She just brought Robin here to convince her to have a rematch, she was not all that interested in talking to Palutena, she currently had eyes only for Robin. Besides, from what she had heard, Palutena was quite terrible at Smash. She didn't interest her in the slightest. No wonder she seemed more interested in coaching Pit than fighting herself, Peach would feel demotivated too if she was such a low tier player.

The battle was reaching its peak, with Pit actually managing to corner Toon Link to the stage's edge, reflecting each projectile that was thrown at him with his Guardian Orbitars. Victory was surely his, all he had to do was give one final blow and Toon link would be sent off the stage. The crowd was going wild, chanting his name as loud as they could, with Palutena making sure her voice was above all others. Robin could only smile at her enthusiasm with her younger cousin's performance, while Peach just huffed in annoyance as she realized Robin was not paying attention to the match or at her at all.

Unfortunately, all it took was one man and one megaphone to ruin everything.

"What the hell is all this noise?!"

As soon as everyone heard that particular, booming voice, everyone made sure to run away as fast as they could.

"What's this? Smash?! Whoever I get here, you're all getting a death penalty!"

Douglas J. Falcon, captain of Sakurai City's police force had arrived in the scene and he wasn't happy at all.

Surprisingly, Captain Falcon is not a smasher here, despite him being part of the original twelve. I just thought it would fit him to be part of the police force and trying to ensure JUSTICE for everyone. Even though everyone here is terrified of him. Anyway, we got to see Peach again and she seems a lot more friendly (and annoying) than when she first met Robin. She really takes her Smash game seriously.

LegitElizabethWWEFan: Thanks a lot! I'm glad you're enjoying this fic! I'm actually taking more inspiration from the original game than from the anime, really, but I'm trying my best to not make things too confusing. I wish you could say what exactly is confusing you so I could try to explain them better in the future. Yeah, I like Daraen a lot more than Reflet, but there might be another reason why I went with this name. Who knows? Anyway, I'm really happy you'll be sticking around!

PozzyP: Yeah, Zelda being the one with a medical license kind of appeared at the last minute. I completely forgot about Doctor Mario, to be honest, ha! The shadowy figure was Peach, she was just waiting for Robin to fall into her trap. Peach here can be both extremely smart and also kind of dumb, considering her plan could have backfired by Robin simply deciding to deliver the package to the courier instead of trying to deliver it herself. Are you kidding me? I always thought Peach's voice post the N64 games is incredibly high-pitched. Palutena is about four years older than Robin, give or take, so she's around her mid to late twenties.

Wait, I never saw Robin has amnesia. But I'm not going to say anything else regarding her headaches and why Daraen doesn't have them as well. I hope it remains a mystery for a while.

Murkardolum: Well, now I know what route you wanna take regarding Robin's romance. I'll get into details about what options I'm considering in taking later. But it's still a little bit early to discuss that now. And their meeting in real life sure was something, too bad Peach just ended up annoying Robin more than anything else. It wasn't intentional from her part, I swear. Ha ha, no problem, sometimes we just end up getting our own thoughts confused. But no, Lucina here is only two (going three in two weeks). I hope this chapter helped you on your guessing more. Remember, you still have two more options.

mystic moogle: Thanks a lot! Yeah, I don't think I've seen you update since your Christmas fic, unless you've been uploading other stories for other fandoms and I didn't notice. I'm really glad you like the way I characterize Palutena, it means a lot to me since she's one of my favorite characters! Robin and Palutena are already established to be really good friends, so it was easier to imagine how at ease they were near each other. I'm glad you're ready for the M!Robin/F!Robin ship! Please hop on board! Yeah, unfortunately they are necessary for Smash fics, because this is a fighting game after all (despite a lot of… ahem, wrong opinions about the series), so having a fighting scene was almost necessary. At least you understand my pain.

Really, I enjoyed your one shot a lot, I thought it was really cute! And I was also sad that nobody was reviewing, because it deserved more recognition. Don't worry, we're all in this together. The love for crack pairings shall never die.

SmashBrosFan96 Jr: I can only say that Robin's headaches are kind of important to the plot, but I can't say anymore than that. No, I don't think it's either Master or Crazy's work, considering they are not really sentient beings in this fic. They serve as the bridge between real life and virtual reality more than anything else. I guess you could say peach pulled Robin into Smash for a test, but I think it was more Peach wanting to test her own skills, than actually wanting to test Robin's. Don't worry, I promise I'll try to keep non-Smash characters appearances to a minimum. Olivia was just someone I couldn't not include. Happy (late) Thanksgiving!

WaterBottle3k: Panadol? To answer your question, in Smash, both Robins wear their original counterparts' outfits, but in real life, they use casual variations of their tactician outfits (I especially like to imagine Robin wearing a tank top, a purple hoodie, a dark pleated skirt with thighs and boots, but that's just me). So I'll guess you also want Robin to end up with Palutena uh? Well, that's already two votes for her. I think the word you're looking for here is "relatable".Anyway, I'm really glad you enjoy this story!

GintaxAlvissForever: Aoba/Clear is a great ship, 10/10. Since Smash is a huge crossover, and this Au could be considered a crossover, I guess all the pairings could be considered one huge crossover. Zelda is not supposed to be Mizuki, since this spot is already reserved to Chrom. I actually thought about sharing Tae-san's role between Rosalina and Zelda. I guess it's not even a spoiler anymore when I say I gave Peach the role of Noiz (their personalities are nothing alike, but they share some themes that I'll get into detail later). I didn't think about adding the assist trophies as the love interests, but I plan on at least trying to make them appear as a cameo or give them a minor role. Especially Phosphora, because fanfics don't have enough of her.

I've never played Xenoblade, because it's too expensive nowadays for me (it's hard being a Brazilian Nintendo fan...) and I still need to figure it out how to make an emulator work, but I've watched Chuggaaconroy's entire LP of the game, so I have the basics for Seven's character. Too bad I've never considered her, it would make sense to have her a Clear.