I'm back…with nothing to say! So yeah!

Trapped with Idiots

Everybody was sitting in the elevator, occupied with his or her own business. Suddenly, another ominous bump was heard.

"I heard another ominous bump!" Marth screamed.

Bump.

"I heard it again!"

Bump.

"I—"

Roy smacked Marth on the head with the side of his sword. Suddenly, a portion of the elevator ceiling fell out and thousands of hands reached down into the elevator.

"ROY! WE'LL SAVE YOU!"

"Fan girls!" Roy cried, and ran to the other side.

"Back, back!" Marth cried, poking his sword, but found it useless. He grabbed Link. "Fine! Take this sacrifice!"

The fan girls stopped. Then, "LINK!"

"Ah!" Link cried, and ran to join Roy.

"How come I don't have any fan gi—"

"MARTH!"

The fan girls grabbed the poor Marth and began to take him away.

"No!" The others cried, though not knowing why, because they had no use for the fop. I guess they all care about him deep down. Aww…

There was a game of tug-o-war, but the team in the elevator succeeded because…um…I made it so! Yeah! Otherwise there would be no story!

"Aww," Marth said when he was safe. "You guys didn't have to."

"You're right, we didn't," Roy agreed, and he threw Marth back to the fan girls. They squealed and all dove for him.

"Should we save him again? After all, he may be of some use. He was the one who had the cell phone," Samus asked.

"Oh, okay!" Roy suddenly agreed with Samus. He dragged Marth out of the flood of fan girls, who began crying.

"You saved me again? Why?" Marth asked, bewildered.

"Thank Samus, okay?" Roy muttered.

"Oh Samus!" Marth ran to her and bowed.

"Um," the bounty hunter replied.

The Authoress appeared. "How are we all today?"

"Horrible!" Pit shouted. "Please, take us away!"

"No, I don't feel like it," she replied.

Pit cried. Zelda cried. Link cried. Roy cried. Samus cried. Marth giggled.

"Huh?" said the others.

"I found cheese," he smiled, pulling out a wheel of cheese.

No one did anything.

"I'm going to make things interesting," the Authoress declared, and knocked Pit on the head. He fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Pit!" everyone cried, running to the angel.

"Huh?" he got up. "Deneppah tahw?"

"Uh oh," Roy spoke.

"On ho!" Pit whimpered. "Sdrawkcab gniklat Mi kniht I!"

"Yeah, he is," Link sighed.

"Now what do we do?" Zelda said.

"I don't know," the Authoress shrugged. She picked up a magazine and flipped through it. "I love Tom Felton. Too bad he's the bad guy."

"From Harry Potter?" Roy asked. "You know that J. K. Rowling said that two people were going to die in the book?"

"Yep. I hope one is Hermione. She's almost like a model…perfect, and pretty, and annoying…"

"Like Marth?"

"Yeah…"

Marth skipped to the two. "You called?…Crap, I fell for that."

"We were comparing you to a model," Roy spoke.

Marth's eyes went sparkly and his voice squeaky. "You think I could be a model?

"Uh…that wasn't a compli—" Roy was cut off as the song "Sexy Back" stats up with Marth tossing his hair majestically. He hugged himself and skipped over to Zelda and Link.

"I have a dream," he started. "To pursue the career of modeling! Where should I start?"

"In the asylum," Roy muttered.

"Good!" Marth grinned. He looked about him. "But we can't get out of here."

"Exactly," Roy spoke.

Marth began to cry again. Everyone was silent.

"I feel the need to hit you," Roy said finally. He did.

"Hey!" Marth snapped. "Watch what you're doing! I have a black belt in Sissy Slapping!"

"So you don't need your sword?"

"Of course not!" Marth threw it aside. "Wait…crap!"

Roy sliced at Marth, who screamed and ran to the hole where the fan girls had been.

"Fan girls! Come back! Save me!"

A letter floated down, apparently from the Authoress.

"THE FAN GIRLS ARE GONE," Marth read, "I MADE THEM DISAPPEAR SO THAT ROY MAY KILL YOU."

"Marth," said Zelda, "just because it's written all in capitals doesn't mean you have to talk in a dark and evil voice."

"Oh," Marth said absently. He tossed it away. "Well, Authoress, come save me!"

Another piece of paper drifted down from the hole. Marth picked it up. "NO," he read aloud.

It took him a moment to process the thought before he screamed and started running around, Roy chasing him with his sword held high. Marth finally reached his sword and met Roy's blade as it came down. "Ha!"

"That's Link's sword!" Roy cried.

"Huh?" Marth looked at it.

"Ha!" Roy threw Marth to the side of the elevator.

"That was mean!" Marth whined, rubbing his head.

"The world is mean," Roy countered.

"Is that why we're stuck in this elevator?" Marth asked, eyes wide.

Roy shrugged.

I always end the chapter with someone shrugging. Laughing out loud. Review?