The next day, Pit was awoken by a certain redhead whispering, "Hey Pit, wake up!" With a small groan, the half-asleep angel opened his eyes. Roy was standing over his body, his navy-blue eyes gazing into his bluish-violet eyes. His blue armor was taken off and placed in Pit's closet. Pit lazily gazed at the wall clock, which read 6:30. He then looked out the window. The sun was slowly rising up the brightening sky, ridding the night. Yet, there were still bulky clouds covering some parts of the sky.
"Why the heck did you wake me up this early?" Pit yawned.
"I'm hungry! Doesn't breakfast start at this hour?" Roy said, jumping off Pit's bed.
"I don't know..." Pit answered groggily. "Everyone arrives around 7:30."
"That's the point!" Roy began. "No one will be at the cafeteria at this hour! So, no one will see me!"
"Oh!" Pit exclaimed, hurriedly tossing the blankets off his body. "Duh! Sorry, can't think clearly in the morning."
The two teens poked their heads out of the doorway, looking for any other brawlers. The hallway had a population of a ghost town. A small snore caused Pit and Roy to jump. It was followed by a muffled mumble, a "Pika….", and another deep snore.
"Everyone's still asleep." Roy smirked, finding everyone's embarrassing sleep noises humorous.
"Let's go." Pit said.
The two teens snuck down the silent hallway, trying not to laugh at the sleeping brawlers' obnoxious snoring. One of the doors was wide open. Pit carefully crept ahead of Roy and peered into the room. He saw a dozing figure buried underneath heavy blankets.
"Everything's clear!" Pit whispered to Roy. Looking around the hallway once more, Roy swallowed his nerve-whacking feelings and followed the angel.
"I don't know about you, but I have this feeling that someone is watching us!"
"Nah, everyone's asleep!" Pit replied, "Let's go." Pit and Roy speedily yet stealthily hurried down the stairs. Unbeknownst to the two, a pair of glaring cobalt-blue eyes were watching them all along.
At the cafeteria, Pit and Roy were seated at a table. Unlike yesterday during lunch, the cafeteria was as unoccupied as an empty bag of chips. The air smelled of bacon, pancakes, and eggs. Roy wolfed down his food like a pig while Pit could only watch in surprise, eating his pancake bit by bit.
"Y-You're gonna choke!" Pit finally spoke up.
"Don't worry, I'll be fine!" Roy spoke with his mouth full. He suddenly let out a strangled choke. Pit hurried towards his friend's side and gave him a violent slap on the back, causing him to cough up the half-chewed food.
"Told you." Pit said, sitting back in his seat with a smug smile. Roy gave the haughty angel a grumpy frown before returning to his cheery self.
"Hey, had you ever tried this stuff?" Roy asked, taking a jar full of spread made with chocolate and hazel nuts.
"Nope, I hadn't." Pit answered, munching on bacon. Roy suddenly opened it and began to spread it on his pancakes. "Um, you're gonna try it with pancake?"
"Yeah!" Roy replied cheerfully.
"I guess I'm gonna try some too…" Pit said, spreading the chocolate spread on his pancake.
"Alright, on the count of three, we'll try it!" Roy said loudly, his voice echoing through the empty cafeteria. "One… Two… THREE!"
The two shoved a pancake into their hesitant mouths. A favorable feeling suddenly hit their taste buds, causing them to quickly swallow with a loud gulp. That sweet taste… After eying each other for a short moment, the angel and redhead began to messily gobble up their sugary meal.
"Ohmygosh!" Pit quickly said. He took a huge breath and swallowed. "It… tastes… so… good." Roy let out a small burp.
"I know!" the redhead responded. All of a sudden, anxiety hit Roy like a train. He eyes perked up as he nervously looked around the cafeteria.
"What's wrong?" Pit worriedly asked, his wings tensing.
"Someone's watching us…" Roy eyed a suspicious shadow kneeling near the doorway. "He is there!" Pit took his tray and tip-toed towards the doorway. With a startling yell, he slammed its silvery yet hard surface directly on a certain spying mercenary's head.
"Yowch!" Ike screamed. Pit jumped back in surprise and dropped the tray on the mercenary.
"W-Who are you?!" Pit asked, shaking a bit. "Were you watching us?!"
"Yes, I was." Ike answered, rubbing his aching head.
"W-Why?!" Ike stood up, his tall height intimidating the angel.
"I'm curious." he said. "Yesterday, I saw him." Ike pointed to Roy, who was cautiously listening to the conversation. "He was climbing down the gutter, like if he wanted to avoid everyone." Ike continued. "The only person he talked to was you. Why is that?"
"Well," Pit uneasily tried to reply. He slowly stepped back to his seat as the suspicious mercenary trailed him. "You see…"
"What?" Ike impatiently said. "Say it!"
"I FOUND ROY IN THE ATTIC!" Pit shouted. Ike jumped at the sudden yell.
"Roy? You mean, him?" Ike pointed to the redhead, who shook his head yes. "Why was he there?"
"I don't know!" Pit began to explain. "But, he was hidden away for some reason, which means, he shouldn't be here! That's why I'm trying to keep him hidden!"
"Uh… guys?" Roy uneasily spoke up, silencing the two. He pointed to the enormous wall clock, which read 7:25. Pit jumped in fright when he heard footsteps hurrying down the hallway towards the cafeteria.
"Shoot, people are coming!" Pit whispered panicky. "We need to hide Roy!"
"Ah, onaka ga suita!" a familiar prince's voice called. Roy's eyes widened as he recognize that calm voice. That timid yet cheerful voice… Is it? Is it really him?
"Roy!" Ike said quickly, snapping the redhead out of his thoughts. "Hide under my cape!"
"Uh… Got that!" Roy said.
Ike swiftly sat down on a chair next to Pit, heaping his thick cape into a pile of red. Roy buried himself underneath the cape, just when an azure-haired prince entered the cafeteria with the other brawlers. Pit eyed him with wonder. Although he had a feminine appearance, the angel sensed that he was a male. He wore a sky-blue tunic, a golden tiara, and a dark-blue velvet cape. His cerulean eyes that shined like sapphire matched perfectly with his straight blue hair. Hanging on his belt was a sheath enclosing a sword.
The prince was fussily selecting food from the food bar, when he noticed Ike and Pit smiling nervously at him. "Hey,"Aiku-kun! Ohayou!" he called, waving at the two. Ike felt heat rushing to his face as the brawlers gave him strange looks. Really? He doesn't need to let the whole world know what is his name! With a beam, the prince quickly chose his food, not caring whether it looked delicious or disgusting.
"Do you know him?" Pit asked, watching the prince clumsily bumping into certain blond Hylian.
"Yes." Ike answered. He saw prince got into an awkward conversation with the Hylian. "His name is Marth." Pit felt the feathers on his wings perk up. Marth? Isn't that the name of Roy's only trusted friend?
"Is he… a prince?" Pit hesitantly asked.
"Yes, he is the Prince of Altea." Ike replied. Marth suddenly grabbed the blond's hand and dragged him towards Ike and Pit's table. "Marth, why did you bring him here?" Ike sternly asked.
"I want you to meet Rinku-kun!" Marth answered with a small smile. Pit and Ike eyed the Hylian with interest. He wore a green tunic, leggings, and the famous floppy cap. His dirty-blond hair was parted to his left and his azure eyes were slanted like almonds. Enclosed in a sheath that hung on his back was the legendary Master Sword. "I know him from the last tournament!"
"Whoa, you're Link, the Hero of Time?" Pit asked. He was completely unaware of the Legend of Zelda Timeline. Link smiled, preparing to explain.
"Well, I'm actually the Hero of Twilight." Link explained. "The Link that was in the last tournament was my cousin-twice-removed; he was the Hero of Time." Master Hand wanted the Link, Zelda, and Ganondorf from Twilight Princess, so he sent the Link, Zelda, and Ganondorf from Ocarina of Time back to Hyrule in their timeline." Link caught sight of Marth's alarmed face. His cheeks were as pink as roses. "D-Don't worry!" Link quickly assured. "I understand why you mistook me as my cousin!"
"…Oh." Marth only said. Completely embarrassed, he sat down next to Ike and slowly began to eat his food.
"So, what are your names?" Link asked Pit and Ike. "What franchise are you from?"
"I'm Ike." Ike greeted. "I'm from Fire Emblem."
"My name is Pit." Pit said. "I'm from Kid Icarus." The angel caught sight of a jumbled gleam in Link's eyes.
"Hey, weren't you the angel who tried to talk to me yesterday?" Link questioned.
"Yeah!" Pit answered. "You couldn't hear me, so I just left you alone." A hue of red rushed through the Hylian's face.
"O-Oh." Link said. "I'm sorry. Hylians like me have very sensitive ears." All of a sudden, Marth leaned towards Link and screamed deafeningly into his pointy ears, causing the startled blond to yelp and jump out of his feet. Marth giggled childishly as he watched the glowering Hylian rub his aching ears. "Ooh, boy." Link growled. "My cousin told me all about you, Marth. He mentioned that you loved to scream in his ears just to see him react." Knowing that he is in boiling hot water, Marth shot out of his seat and made a mad dash out of the cafeteria. "Hey- COME BACK HERE!" Link shouted, chasing after the mischievous prince. Pit and Ike smirked to each other when Roy poked his head out of Ike's piled cape.
"Um guys, wouldn't this be a good time to leave?" he asked.
"Yeah." Pit said. He stopped giggling. "C'mon, let's go back to my room."
Meanwhile, one of suspicious men was sneakily climbing up the Smash Mansion's roofs. His allies were hiding in the backward behind the scrubs, on the lookout for brawlers. With a grunt of effort, the brunette criminal grabbed onto a windowsill, forced the window open, and was about to climb into the brawler's bedroom when he saw Pit and Roy dash by in the hallway. He froze; did they see him? He heard footsteps entering the bedroom and ducked down, still holding onto the windowsill.
"Strange, I don't remember opening this window." He heard Ike say out loud. The bluenette mercenary, completely unaware that a kidnapper was hanging onto the windowsill, slammed the window close onto the brunette criminal's fingers. The brunette let out a muffled scream, accidentally let go of the window ledge, and rolled down the roof like a wheel. Luckily, the other two kidnappers caught him in their arms.
"We need to move on to Plan B." The leader said, shaking his head at the whimpering brunette.
Author's Notes: Chocolate spread with hazel nuts? Doesn't that sound familiar?
I'm completely unsure what should happen in the next chapter. This chapter was really hard for me to finish. (Mainly because I was focusing to not go overboard with the details and make sure the sentences are understandable) I think my writer's block is coming over to visit. I want to make this story have at least 10 chapters. So, if you have a really good idea of what should happen in the story, raise your hand and scream, "Hey! I have an idea! (Insert event here) should happen in (Insert chapter here)!"
Also, I have another poll up. The question is...
Should my next fanfic be told in 3rd person perspective, Ike's POV, or Roy's POV?
1. 3rd person perspective
2. Ike's POV
3. Roy's POV
I'm usually comfortable with writing in 3rd person perspective but I would like to try writing in a character's perspective. Ike's POV would probably be much easier than Roy's POV. (I'm up for a challenge, though) So far, I'm leaning towards 3rd person perspective and Ike's POV.
If you're interested in the fanfic I'm about to get started on, it is RATED M for safety. (I don't want to announce the first chapter of the fanfic and not have anyone read it just because they can't find it!)
Story Questions:
1. Although he is a prince, why do you think Marth acts a bit childish?
2. From what I got from reviews, a lot of you suggested to Home Alone techniques. But it has been a long time ever since I saw that movie, so I can't clearly remember how did the thieves attempt to break into the house. What did they do?
3. Who should discover Roy next?