KawaiiGameFreak: Where did all my loyal fans go?

Mewtwo: Watching the fifth Harry Potter movie whilst waiting for you to update.

KGF: Not fair! I had finals to study for (98 in language, w00t)! Not to mention I've been busy with my new account on FictionPress. Now I can put up all the wonderful stories and…

Mewtwo:…emo poetry that you write when no one's around.

KGF: I AM NOT EMO! Anyway you're a fine one to talk about being emo!

Mewtwo:…I want to be alone now.

KGF: Awww, kitty needs a hug.

Mewtwo: I DO NOT NEED A HUG!

KGF: (glomps Mewtwo) HUGGING!

Mewtwo:…please help me.

"Somewhere back there I left my worries all behind. My problems fell out of the back of my mind."-Relient K, Pressing On

Chapter 15: Here We Are

LAURA'S POV

"Why is it so freaking hot?" I was truly surprised it was so warm out. Not only was it late August and around quarter to seven, but we were finally back on The Rock. There was a nice breeze so that cooled it down a bit…but that doesn't make that much of a difference when you're stuck on a bus with fourteen people with no air conditioning and no drinks. Most of us were half cooked from the heat and Ryan was having the time of his life seeing the girls all in tank tops and shorts. Aside from the heat and the close quarters, I was ecstatic. I was finally home…or at least on the road to home. I stretched out over my chair and yawned happily.

"Laura-san, you yawn like a large animal." I just chuckled a bit. We joked like that all the time. We'd say "You laugh like a chipmunk." or "You sneeze like a rhino." and alike. It was just one of those things that friends do to have a laugh.

"Ya ya, I'm sleepy, it's the heat ya know."

"Well I'm sleepy to," Ryan muttered. ", but I don't sound like a grizzly bear." I growled slightly and laughed. Everyone was a bit off from the warm weather. I was too excited to really notice it. After three whole years away I'd finally be home. It may not seem that long, but still, after all that's happened it'd be nice just to see home before I left. Did I mention that I was leaving Earth to live with Mewtwo? No? See? I'm so excited I'm forgetting everything already! "When are we getting to Grandfalls anyway?"

"Keep going straight until you see a giant fish." Everyone looked at me funny. "There's a giant statue of a salmon on the right-hand side of the road, once we pass that, we're officially in Grandfalls-Windsor. Now if you excuse me I'd like to get some sleep before we get there."

"I'll wake you up when I see the giant fish if you would like."

"Thanks Sakura, you're a pal." I drifted off, dreaming of memories of home.

SAKURA'S POV

"To be entirely honest, I don't think I've ever seen Laura-san this happy."

"Yea." Ryan agreed, ", ever since she came to Rick's she's been miserable. She wouldn't talk to anyone besides Sakura and me, and when she talked to me it was usually involving the "F" word. Seriously, you alien dudes showing up was the best thing that could've happened to her." I half heartedly agreed.

"For the last time we're not aliens!" Link hollered, "But you have a point, thought it was mostly due to lover-boy here." He leaned over and punched Mewtwo's arm.

"You're a fine one to talk. You had a girl long before me." It was only then I noticed that Peach was lying half asleep on Link's shoulder.

"Damn, got me there." They both laughed and soon the discussion turned to past boyfriends/girlfriends. I kept quite the entire time. I never had a boyfriend, I've never kissed a boy, I've never even been on a date! It was embarrassing, but I was just too shy to ask anyone out and I didn't go out that much. Laura didn't go out much either, she was just as shy was me (unless she had a couple drinks), she just got lucky. Seriously, I'm sure many a girl would kill to have a boyfriend as loyal and compassionate as Mewtwo. I'm not jealous though; she's told me all about what jealousy did to her. Jealousy is a bad emotion that can only lead to corruption and our self imposed undoing. I avoid that emotion at all costs. Still, they are lucky to have each other. I just wish I could be as lucky. "So Sakura, tell us about one of your boyfriends." Oh snap!

"Um…I…well…you see…THERE'S THE FISH!" I pointed in a random direction hoping there was a giant fish. No such luck.

"Fish?!" Laura woke up and started turning in all directions looking for the fish, hair matted to her face and a small trail of saliva coming out the corner of her mouth. "Sakura…that's a billboard."

"Oh. Sorry, it looked like a fish." She just stared, totally unconvinced.

"Riiiiight. Next time, make sure it's a fish. I'm going back to sleep." I was very embarrassed. Hopefully Link wouldn't ask me anything else.

"Sakura why'd you…"

"THERE'S THE FISH!"

"I'm not falling for that one again." Laura groaned, still angry about the unneeded wakeup call.

"I apologize sincerely but look out the window. The fish is there like you said." We all crowded around the right side of the bus as a large salmon approached.

"I'm almost home! I'm almost home! I'm almost home!" The previously grumpy Laura was now bouncing off the walls with glee. "It's coming up! 3…2…1…WOOOOOO HOOOOOO!" The bus zoomed past the statue like it wasn't there. She frantically took pictures of the statue as though she was a tourist from a foreign country. After the fish was out of view, she calmly walked to the middle of the bus. "Ladies, gentlemen…scientifically created dog like mutants with the inability to reproduce…" A random shoe hit the back of her head. "Welcome to Grandfalls-Windsor, Newfoundland!" A cheer filled the bus and I couldn't help but join in. I was happy to see her so happy. It was only natural since we were good friends. She told me all about her past troubles when no one else knew. She told me secrets that nobody else knows, and I've done the same. Laura can be very paranoid and secretive, so gaining her trust is a challenge. Becoming a close friend disserves an Olympic medal. Still, once you get to know her she's a very kind and friendly person. I feel it's a prize for breaking through the jaded and cold exterior.

I glanced out the other side of the bus to see an empty driving range. Signs pointed out the twenty, thirty, forty and fifty meter marks so you could easily tell how far your golf ball went. "That's where Old Dad used to take us every once in a while…before he lost his head of course."

"Old Dad?" I questioned

"Ya, the human one. Now I have a grumpy, humor lacking and slightly unhinged new dad." She gestured to Artimus who looked upset at his mention.

"Just because you were created from me…"

"Means you're our dad." 'Our' referring to herself, Alecia and Ashley, since according to Artimus himself, all three share his DNA. She turned to me and smirked. "And you thought Mew had a hard time." Laura's ability to put a spin on just about anything was amazing. "Why don't you just sit tight, relax and enjoy the view?" Artimus was not an easy person to get along with.

"'The view' as you state, is nothing but oddly placed rocks and half dead trees." It was true to an extent. Though I thought the scenery was beautiful. Jagged cliffs jutted out from nowhere and stretched out for ages. Twisted roots of distorted trees sprawled out over said cliffs and reached to the earth. Lakes dotted the island and occasionally a boat could be seen with a couple of fishermen waving at traffic. Miniature waterfalls, which were just collected rainfall flowing over the rocks, were placed almost periodically throughout the landscape. There were grassy fields, though few and far between with random boulders looking like someone had fun with PhotoShop. The autumn colors on the birch mixed with evergreen gave the appearance of a scene from a painting, nothing I could ever capture. It was truly beautiful. "Nevermind, I will be returning to sleep until we arrive." He floated back to his chair and slumped down next to Mew.

"You know…" Mica piped up out of nowhere. "…this place seems real familiar." She had been quiet since we got off the boat, probably recovering from her seasickness. When Laura got off the boat however…it was opposite. She claimed that if she was drunk enough, she wouldn't be seasick. The only flaw with that was when the effect of the beer went away, the seasickness caught up to her, just in time for the hangover. I've never been drunk enough to get a hangover, but I can imagine that having one while seasick isn't a pleasant experience.

"You've been here before?"

"I think I have, I just don't remember." We continued to drive along past a golf course and some more billboards. We eventually got into town after making our way up a fairly large hill.

"I see my old house!" Ashley cried. The house itself wasn't that small, but the fact that it was totally enclosed in trees made it almost invisible. A 'U' shaped driveway curved around a small patch of grass in the front. "Too bad it was only a bungalow, but hey, home's home." I hadn't known her for as long as Laura had, but she seemed very…schizophrenic. One moment she could be ranting and raving and swearing, the next she'd be calm as the wind. Laura's told me she's always had strange friends. "When are we getting to yours?"

"Hold you horses," Laura was a fine one to talk about holding horses. If brains could explode from someone saying "Are we there yet?" about fifty hundred times, we'd all be dead by now. ", it's less then ten minutes at least. I'm so close!" We turned up the street and drove straight on. "I CAN SEE IT! I can see my house!" She screamed like a hyperactive banshee as we pulled up alongside a large blue house on the corner of a cul-de-sac. There was a satellite on the wall by the front door and a driveway by the side. A large window out front allowed a view into the living room and the LCD TV mounted on the wall above the fireplace. It was a nice looking house and needless to say, and the pervious owner of it was excited. Laura jumped out of her seat, ripped open the bus door and cried "YAAAHOOOOOOOOO!" Racing around to the backyard, the rest of us were left still sort of scared. I slowly got up and walked out back as everyone else followed. There were a few pine trees that bordered the property along with a large birch tree in the center that looked like four smaller ones grew in the same spot and eventually joined together. A wooden bench sat at one corner of the yard and a circle of dead grass showed where a pool probably was. "Look!" She gestured to a patch of grass in front of the birch tree. "I can still see the spot where we had that campfire and you," She pointed at Link, ", nearly burned my lucky card. And that's where the pool was. Remember that huge belly flop I did?" She asked no one in particular. "Man half the water came out that time! And here's where…" She rambled on about first kisses, flying, pool parties, Christmas presents, love letters…not to be rude but she would not close her mouth. Though I forgive her; I'd be this excited about being home and remembering all the amazing things that happened to her here. She got to meet people that no one knew excited, she got to live with then, she even got a partner out of all this.

"Now I remember!" Mica certainly grabbed our attention. She even made Laura stop talking. "I own this house!" As Laura would say, "Insert anime style expression of surprise here".

"Whadaya mean you own this house?"

"Sorry I forgot, my daddy bought this house for me as a summer home, but I only came here like once. I have six more in Europe." We kept forgetting Mica was wealthy, at times it seemed like she forgot herself. She certainly didn't act like the rich little girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, which is probably what most people picture when the phrase "rich little girl" pops up.

"So let me get this straight…you own this house." Mica nodded. "Ok…so what you're saying is…we could have flown here…on a private jet…and we would have been here last month…but we drove here…on a DRL bus…and we're here the twenty second of August…correct?" By the tone of her voice, she was indeed very ticked.

"Um…when you put it that way you make it sound so mean!" She whined a little, unintentionally I gather. "Don't talk mean to me or Thunders will beat you up good." Ok, that time she sounded like the girl from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

"Sorry 'bout that. I'm just happy to be home; and I think I'm just in time for the street party." She turned to the cul-de-sac. It looked like we were just in time for the party. Various people were setting up tables, streamers that went from roof to roof, balloons, a long table for food and drinks, and other party items. It was strange that they didn't notice the bus pull up into the driveway and it was even stranger that they didn't see us getting off or hear the racket Laura made; but none of us were complaining. "Looks like it'll start soon. I probably should…"

"Hold on!" Ryan blurted out. "Today's the twenty second right?" She nodded. "Last night was the street party. That means tonight's the formal." Laura did mention something to me about a formal dance, though very briefly and with little detail. She told me that is was basically the same as the street party but with a formal dress code. Even if it was the same thing, she refused to go.

"No thank you." She was very definite. "I'm not putting on some frilly dress, caking my face in makeup, wearing toothpick healed shoes and making myself look like a ditz. There is no way in this world or any other that I would be caught dead at a formal dance!" It was silent for a moment. Ryan looked like he had something up his sleeve, which was never a good thing.

"What was your excuse?" Laura was slightly puzzled. Didn't she just explain why she wouldn't go? "You told both me and Sakura why you wouldn't go to the formal, now say it." She still had the "What the hell are you talking about?" look about her, though now she was blushing a tad. I still didn't know what Ryan was talking about. Laura seemed to know as she appeared to be struggling on her words, trying to find a non-embarrassing way to make Ryan shut up.

"I…didn't have anyone to go with." She mumbled in a very small voice.

"What was…"

"I said I didn't have anyone to go with!" She was more embarrassed then angry, I could tell, but she showed more anger then embarrassment.

"That may have been a problem a few years ago, but…" He paused for a second "Viola! Problem solved." He stood like someone presenting a game show prize and gestured to Mewtwo, who didn't really take that much notice. Not that I have a sixth sense, I could tell what Laura was thinking from her expression. "Oh crap! I need an excuse! Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!"

"I'm sure he wouldn't want to go to some stupid formal. Not to be rude but neither of us are very social and it would be a waste of time bothering to go if neither of us would enjoy our selves." This could become a greatly heated argument. Both of them are experts at making up excuses and personal justifications.

"Hmm, you do have a point, but, don't you wanna have some fun before you run off to that other dimension you were talking about. And besides, I'm sure none of us would mind seeing you in a dress." Ryan has never been that wise. Hitting on a girl whose boyfriend could pick you up with his mind, snap your arms and fling you to Russia, needless to say, is not that wise.

"Well," Before she could get a word out, a faint pink glow formed around her and she was tossed into the air. "What the hell Mew?" The goddess cat simply giggled.

"I've always wondered what you'd look like in makeup." Peach cooed.

"This'll be sweet payback." Ashley grinned.

"I can't wait to make you look all pretty!" Mica cheered.

"Aw crap you formed an alliance!" She freaked out and started twisting in all directions trying to get free from Mew's physic grip. "Let me go you psycho bitch! Mewtwo why aren't you helping?" She stopped struggling for a moment and waited for his response.

"Ryan's right, I wouldn't mind seeing you in a dress." He smirked a little, which seemed out of character and scared the life out of Laura.

"…you perverted little…"

"Ducking plastered!" Mew screamed randomly.

"What the…"

"Fudge!"

"Would you stop censoring me you psycho…"

"Finch!"

"You are very annoying, you know that, right?" Mew simply nodded brightly as she carried off the very pissed of and slightly traumatized Laura. This was proving to be an interesting experience; though I had an inkling that it would get all the more interesting.

BACK AT THE SMASH MANSION

NORMAL POV

It was a typical day at the…

"WHERE THE HELL ARE THEY?"

…ok, maybe it wasn't that typical.

"I swear to God if they don't show up with my fighters soon I send the army after him!" Master Hand was not that impressed. They had lost contact with Meta Knight and Kirby a while back and no one knew what to do.

"Why don't we just go over there and…"

"NO!" Nearly all the fighters screamed. They'd experienced the wrath of the 'Queen of the Warpos', none were keen on doing that again.

"What is the matter with you?" One fighter spoke up. He was short and fat, similar to Mario, but his trademark pink nose and jagged mustache gave him away. "I've had worse then you!"

"No you haven't." Roy muttered. "She swears like a sailor, eats like a pig, snores like a bear and don't even talk about that damn accent. It's annoying." The majority nodded in agreement.

"Seriously guys," Another fighter interjected. "I'm not sure why you all are so afraid of a child."

"Trust me Pit," Samus put her arm around the winged Smasher, ", these people are nuts. They are completely off their heads, most of them can't spell their own names and the men around here wouldn't know what soap was if it jumped up and bit them in the rear. So when they say that someone else it nuts, well…they probably are." Pit was only new here and had no idea what was going on. So were Wario and Snake, a military type who rarely spoke a word and was now off in a dark corner having a smoke. Three of then (along with Meta Knight) were new Smashers recruited by Master Hand to make up for time missed in the last tournament. He said more recruits were on the way but he refused to say who they were or when they'd show up.

"This is ridiculous!" The floating hand continued to rant. "We need to bring them back before the tournament starts!"

"When does the next tournament start anyway?"

"Next week."

"WHAT?" No one expected it to start so suddenly. They figured he'd give some time to get those on Earth time to come back.

"Are you crazy?" Zelda exclaimed. "We have no time to prepare! Maybe we should start next month." Everyone seemed to agree. "Besides, if we start in a week it won't give any time for the new Smashers to adjust and get the incoming ones over here."

"I already have all the new Smashers picked out." Another cry of surprise rang out. "I just won't tell you for a loooooooooooooooooooooong time."

"Master Hand, you are a jackass, you know that right?" Marth retorted, obviously unaware of who he was talking to.

"SILENCE!" The levitating glove, without any visible effort, flicked Marth through the roof. The assembly of fighters simply watched as the tiara wearing swordsman flew into the sky and disappeared with a 'ping' sound as is common with most star KO's. "Now as I was saying, someone will have to go to Earth, pick up the deserters and come back within a week, got that?" Everyone gave the same "Are you serious?" sort of look.

"I have an idea!" Ness piped up.

"First time for everything." Falcon muttered under his breath.

"Ignoring Capitan Stupid over there…instead of just one or two or three of us going out there, why not all of us?" Curious eyes drew to Ness. "Think about it. All of us could easily overwhelm her, not to mention it would give the newbies a chance to see Earth. Ya like my plan or what?" The group thought about the young boy's plan. It seemed like a good idea. "Well?" Mario stepped out on behalf of the crowd.

"Your plan does sound alright, but shouldn't someone stay behind, just to look after the mansion?"

"Good idea. Gannondorf, Bowser, DK and Game and Watch can stay behind." The afore mentioned Smashers were none too happy.

"We got stuck here by ourselves last time!" Bowser roared. "I'm not getting stuck with a giant monkey, a 2D…whatever he is and a green skinned orange haired big nosed…"

"Who are you calling big nosed, sulfur breath?"

"At least I don't smell like garlic!" Wario heard this and became ticked off (needless to say). He to joined in the verbal fray which soon turned into a fist fight.

"…ok…all five of you can stay behind since you all like each other so much." Ness knew they couldn't hear him over the sound of their own voices mixed with the sound of fists against jaws. "The rest of us will head out to Earth in five minutes, got it?"

"Hoi!"

"Excellent! Let's go!" Ness eagerly ran out to the portal field while everyone else ran to their dorms to prepare. Pit was left a little dazed and confused. He'd only arrived yesterday and now he was headed to a place he'd never heard of to rescue people he'd never met. He turned to Master Hand, who was leisurely hovering over the floor.

"Master Hand…do I really have to live with these people?" The hand shook up and down, which one would assume was the same as nodding one's head. "Great." The bow wielding fighter slurred as he walked off to his dormitory. "I'd rather be an eggplant."


KawaiiGameFreak: Now before I get reviews from Marth fangirls let me say, I don't like him that much. I prefer Roy. Why? He has red hair (smexi), a flaming sword (smexi) and he doesn't wear a tiara; which makes him smexi.

Link: How many times did you say 'smexi' in that last sentence?

KGF: Once.

Link: What about the brackets?

KGF: Damn you. I can't help it if I think Roy is smexi. (Realizes that Mewtwo is standing right behind her) But…um…not as smexi as my boyfriend?

Mewtwo: You're lucky you get picked on next chapter or I'd…

KGF: (Uses invincible Bambi eyes)

Mewtwo:…damn you.

KGF: I win! Ja ne!