Note!: This is not part two of the previous chapter. HOWEVER! I will be continuing it, if you all have any questions about that.
*Scene fades onto a sign that says Red, Lucas and Ness' room, all decorated with the pokemon Skuntank and a Mr. Saturn signing a peace treaty*
"Oh my gosh Red you're supposed to go in harder!"
"Why is this so difficult! I'm trying my best! Stick with me now!" the audible screams from a blond, and a brown haired boy from inside said room. They've been cooped up in there for who knows how long.
"JUST WHAT in the world are they DOING in there?!" The captain of Falcons, shocked feathered silly from the shouting they made. He, not even ALL of any smashers would expect any screaming coming from a boys room. Oh wait that's right, their boys, young and not to mention loud all the time, rambunctious enough to cause chaos.
"Alright, what's-a going on here, Falcon?" the Red plumber appeared on the scene of the accustomed shrieking.
"You tell me Mario! Red and Lucas are in there doing who knows what! Aren't they supposed to be recovering from their injuries and surgeries?" he asked melancholy. The plumber/doctor pinched the upper bridge of his nose.
Why oh why do the smashers always have to make each match like it was as if they were on a battlefield. In every match they have, none of them ever end up hurt. It's all for fun, the rooms they go into to recreate the arenas, the side effects, everything was harmless.
Of course that was only said for the rooms. As for the fighters... Most don't know much about whether to keep their normal strength, and kick things up a notch or two.
"C'mon, just a little bit more, we can do this! Oh, yes!"
"Ah, ah! I can feel it coming!"
The audible pleasureable noises was starting to get unwanted attention from not just Mario, but other smashers from other rooms off to the side, even the cafeteria. Clitter-Clatter sounds, obviously the use of heels running at tops speeds of probably 40 miles per hour of a couple of the smash ladies.
No, this would never get the interest of everyone, why would they want to know about the business going on between Red and Lucas? Sure screaming was heard, moaning as well slight thumps here and there. All smashers had their rights to reserve their privacy and that meant individual smashers and the actions they do with their roommates.
But all the noise being made behind said door, was starting to make even ignorance an impossibility. It's not hard to know that the blond and brown haired boys do have that fatherly relationship, that everyone loves, but sometimes they couldn't help but take it to a further level.
"WHAT IS going on in there? Their constant noise is disrupting my important tea party for an upcoming guest!" the peachy heir to the mushroom kingdom marched towards the two men standing their, bewildered still themselves. "Sweetheart, don't take it personally, I can assure you everything will be fine for Daisy." the space princess butted in, Luma's in full rhythmic dance around her.
"Why don't be so shrew Rosalina, even I am getting flustered, almost embarrassed to what's becoming of Lucas and the other in there." Palutena had to come along as well. It was as if one by one, some smasher would come along, see the crowd, get suspicious and want to intrude.
It was such a carnival attraction, Mario would have to charge everyone to guess what the two could be doing in a room all by themselves.
Low and behold, Fox, Falco and Wolf come along to get a piece of the action that's occurring. "Why are we all crowded outside Red's room? Did he try another pokemon battle in there? I thought he was banned from doing that ages ago." the canine inquired. "I wouldn't get too-"
"Give it to me Red, give it to me!"
"Keep it up, we're almost there, I got you Lucas!"
"...suspicious." the canary got flustered just by there simple screams, and the hidden pleasure beneath said words. Almost everyone blushed, save for Captain Falcon who still didn't understand what was going on. "You don't think-"
Peach started. "They're-" Palutena followed. One by one their heads were starting to form a small group all huddled together. "Doing the do?"
"Why the do? OF course! Don't be silly, everyone loves dew, I use it to mist the ice and fire flowers in the garden!" Lemmy burst from the ground causing the ladies to slightly shriek, mouths held by their hands. "LEMMY! DON'T DO THAT!" the peachy girl silently scolded the koopaling. He snickered, and out from the hole popped out Wendy, shoved by Ludwig, pinched out by Iggy, smacked by Morton, bitten by Larry, and finally popping out Roy by blasting a bob-omb at the others butt.
Mario casually whispered to Wolf. "I don't think these kids should hear any of this, let alone what's behind the door." the canine shrugged. If the kids want to learn about this at an early age, he didn't care as long as it wasn't him teaching them about the birds and the bees.
From afar we find Samus and Wario getting out porch lawn chairs, and loungingly lying down watching the scene unfold. They both got kicks at watching the brawlers bicker over what could be happening, and why, and who keeps coming along to wanting in on why everyone's crowding. This was a hobby the two shared, even though Samus was repulsed by Wario everytime he let out gas, but as long as they laughed at the events taking place she never minded.
"I hope I can take her hand just about-" he thought to himself, whistling in another direction hoping to at least grab her attention and take the hint.
He didn't feel a hand but rather a trigger. SNAP! "WAHHHHH!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, removing the mouse trap. "Try it again, and it'll be a rat trap." she said as absentmindedly, yet clever as she usually is. This still kept Wario'scrush on her.
All the noise made by the commotion from said room outside, Mario finally shushed everyone just so he could get a moment of thinking. Rather than thinking, he took a deep breath, exhaled and started to speak.
"Ok. For the sake and safety of our friends, whatever we find in there..." he slightly blushed at the thought of what lies ahead. "We don't judge them, everyone got it?" the others nodded their heads, the kids nonchalantly. Grabbing the knob, hand shaking, turned it but to no avail. Locked, of course. Who else locks their door for privacy?
"STAND BACK!" Fox shouted having a built plasma laser on the premises. It was most likely one of his new inventions he wanted to try out and reluctantly Falco had to help him carry it just to make shots. The green laser, formed by three other small ones was shot at the door, and blasted it.
A forcefield was evidently surrounding it, so no bombs or the sort could let anyone in. Wendy on the other hand, used her hairpicker and voila the door opened. Everyone's mouths dropped to the floor. Shaking his head Captain Falcon led the others in.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! It's in Red-kun, we made it!"
"Arghhhhhhhhhhh, ha ha! We sure did!" the pokemon trainer exasperated his relief.
Finally working out the courage to look inside, Captain Falcon barged in, following in Rosalina, Peach and Mario. "It's just these two playing video games, I don't see anything weird about this." the female koopaling put her hands behind her head, and walked off to who knows where. She was right.
Sprawled out on the floor was the blond, brown headed boy, several blankets, pillows, and bags of chips ranging from barbecue to sour cream and onion. The boys were in their pajamas happily playing a copy of one of their favorite xbox games. Everyone deadpanned.
Lucas sneezed, and Red passed him a tissue. Saying his thank you, blowing his nose he spoke to them, as innocent and cheery as possible. They might have been sick, but their personalities weren't any worse.
"Hi guys! Wanna play?"