Formerly known as A Day in the Life of Peach, this will now be called, The Life and Times of the Super Smash Sisterhood and will basically be a bunch of one shots all detailing those lovely three girls we all call Peach, Zelda/Sheik, and Samus (So really, is that four or three?!) I doubt KoopalingFan will care that this is no longer a contest entry anyway, since the contest has been long over, and I phailed it [miserably]! XD

Guest appearances of Nana and other Smashers will be peppered throughout, but it'll mostly be centered around the womanly trio. While I say these are all one shots (Some may be two-shots or even three), that does not mean that they won't follow each other. They will. None of them will contradict each other.

So what will this be about? Um, it'll mostly be written as humor, but there will be a bit of seriousness thrown in. Will there be romance? Yes, quite a bit of that, but it won't just be romance. If it was, I would've written the title as The Epic Fluffeh Times of the Super Smash Sisterhood and well, I think we can fit in more than just romance, don't you? Besides, that is a horrible title.

However, I'm going to be honest here and say that this is chick-lit so if you're not into that sort of humor, fluff and the like, please stay away. Stay very away.

If you're actually excited about this (Which is probably all of nobody) Thank sippurp123. If it weren't for her, I probably wouldn't have thought of expanding this. I know a couple of people were like, "This was short. I wish it didn't end!" But guess what, I thought at the time, TOUGH LUCK!

...Until sippurp PM'd me. She basically blackmailed me into expanding this. Ha! I kid. She just flattered me. A lot. And stroked my ego. So I was like, "Mmkay fiiiihiiine."

I will probably only continue this if it gets any sort of positive feedback. Otherwise, I'll drop the idea. So reviews would be great, even views/favs/follows.

I hate long A/N's (How are you still even reading this one?), so I'll stop here and let you get on with the show. First up (or shall I say, second up) is Zelda, told through her eyes!

...Wait, wait, wait. Before I go on, I absolutely do NOT own this image. It was created by the amazingly talented MessengerOfDreams who has so kindly allowed me to use his work and has spared me from running around in circles, trying to find something, and allowed me to upload this a lot earlier than I expected. So yeah, thanks Cam! You rock my socks off!

Okay, NOW you can move on!

Gasping.

I am gasping for air. I think I'm going to die. I might even wish it... Even if it is a sin to wish for death. Oh Din, please, please I hope you didn't hear that. I do want to live... But I don't think I'm going to last... for much longer...

"Guys, if I see you push your butt up or drop on your stomach one more time, I will ban you from this gym and make you do fifty pushups outside!" Lyn's voice booms into my ear over the loud music. I stare at my purple mat, brown hair flipped over my shoulder and nearly touching the sweaty mat. My eyes swivel to the left to Samus whose face isn't even sweating. How is that even possible? Her elbows are locked perfectly just above her shoulders and the tips of her shoes are against the floor, holding the rest of her body half a foot off the floor.

Then I look towards Peach who's probably just as red in the face as I am. I catch her glaring daggers at Lyn's backside, as she heads along to check out everybody else's posture. "Whose... brilliant idea... was this?" she hisses in three separate breaths, sounding like a wounded rhinoceros.

"I think it was Samus's," I barely manage to say. I really don't think I can hold out for much longer especially with this loud, obnoxious music pulsing in my ears. In my world, music is not random sounds all mashed together. Samus told me that it is called dubstep and remixes and trance. But there is nothing about this music that puts me into a sort of trance. If I could work out to some piano or violin perhaps then I would not hate this so much.

"I didn't ask you to come to Washboard Abs." Even though Samus has only just started breaking into a sweat, she still looks perfectly poised. "You wanted to come along because of them." She nods towards Lyn who is now touching Ike's forearm a few mats away. "I did tell you this stuff wasn't for dumb princesses."

"Oh shut up, Samus," Peach responds irritably. Her red face turns into a delicate shade of purple as she stares at Ike who has just laughed at something Lyn has said. "What does he see in her?" she murmurs more to herself. Her hair is all sweaty and matted around her face and she looks like she's about to die, except for her eyes. Her eyes look... angry. Compared the Lyn who's dressed in skimpy workout clothes and is even wearing a touch of make up...

...Yes, I really do wonder what Ike sees in Lyn.

"Okay, switch to position three! On your back! Grab those weights and do some sit-ups!" Samus is holding a ten pound dumbell, whereas Peach and I are the only ones in the gym sporting two pounders. If I could only switch to Sheik this might be a lot easier...

If only Peach didn't hassle me to come along. I wasn't sure why she was so adamant that I go with her but five minutes into the workout, I understood. She doesn't want to be the only one who finds these exercises hard.

That is so like Peach!

And naturally, I have to put up with it. Through sweat, blood and... Oh my Goddesses, I'm crying now in an effort to do these stupid crunches.

Sweat, blood and tears. My life is just a cliche, isn't it?

Somehow, it eventually ends and Samus grabs my arm and wrenches me upward. I feel sick as the gym whirls around me, a spectrum of shiny wood flooring, mirrors and other gym equipment. As I try getting over my vertigo, Peach struggles to her feet and nearly trips over herself. At that moment, Lyn smirks which sets Peach off.

"Why are you smirking?" she asks, breathing hard through her nostrils. She almost falls over, and walks backwards.

Lyn's smirk deepens. "I'm smiling because of your work out. Well done, Peach."

Somehow, I don't think she means it.

But I've been wrong before. Actually, according to Samus, I've been wrong many times before.

And Peach says I am thoroughly dense and naive. Which is pretty stupid of her to say when you think about it. I mean come on, I am supposed to embody the Triforce of Wisdom. So there, Peach. What Triforce do you wield? The Triforce of pink?! Or the Triforce of getting dumped by Ike?

(Oooh! Buuuurn! I am a genius!)

Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, that was pretty rude. It's a good thing Peach can't read minds. She would kill me.

Speaking of which, Peach is quiet, which almost never happens. All she can do is glower at Lyn, probably because the swordswoman is right.

"Peach!" Ike calls, throwing a towel around his broad shoulders as he walks by. Peach visibly brightens as she regards him. He stares at her for a minute. "You've got something black running down your cheeks."

I am not sure who Peach is more angrier at - Ike, Lyn or Samus and I. "Why didn't you tell me my eyeliner was running?!" She yells later on from the bathroom in our room that we share.

Samus rolls her eyes. "I thought it was some new fashion you were trying out." And I'm supposed to be the stupid one. "Besides, you're not supposed to wear make up at the gym. What'd you have it on for anyway? To impress Ike?"

"Hardly!" Peach nearly yells. Which means yes, yes she was. "God Samus, don't be dumb!" We can hear the shower start and for a moment there is silence between Samus and I and in that moment, I feel bad for Peach.

"Maybe we should do something together that'll make her feel better," I suggest.

"Oh yeah?" Samus faces me, and from the look on her face, I can tell she's about to launch into a huge rant. "Why? Little Miss princess needs encouragement? Why's she still going on after that Ike guy anyway? Wasn't she was over him?"

I shrug. "Maybe she wants him to see that he's lost something important."

Samus stares at me for one long moment, scrutinizing me as well as what I've just said. Maybe she's contemplating what I've just said. But then she just snaps, "Don't be ridiculous, Zelda. You've been wrong many times before."

She pulls out her elastic band from her hair and shakes her blonde hair out as she begins to pick clothes out. In the end, she says, "Fine. We'll go to the movies tomorrow. Watch one of those dumb chick flicks she likes so much." Still muttering angrily to herself, I can't help but smile.

As I take my own shower, I contemplate Peach and Samus. Most people think they're polar opposites, but surprisingly they are both similar in their own ways. Sure Samus isn't exactly the most feminine person alive and sure Peach probably will never enjoy getting her hands dirty, but both of them actually are of the same mold. Sometimes, it makes me feel lonely. I wish there was somebody I understood or conversely understood me.

By the time I step out of the shower, Samus has explained everything to Peach who looks slightly more cheerful. Well, that takes care of that.

...Or not. As I leave, I hear them raising their voices.

"Of course you wouldn't want to watch Beautiful Creatures!" Peach shrieks.

"Yeah, and why would I? It's a dumb movie about a girl who has to choose between light and dark! Like, duh, it's a no brainer what she's going to choose through the power of love!" Samus's voice is slightly muffled as her voice isn't as loud as Peach's.

"You didn't even read the book!"

I sigh and apply pressure to my temples, closing my eyes. Sometimes, living with Peach and Samus is nice and all, but their arguments really are annoying.

"You look exhausted."

"Link!" I say, cracking a smile and opening my eyes immediately. Now here's a guy who I can get along with all the time, no matter what. I'll be honest and say that before he and I joined Super Smash Brothers, we hardly knew each other and I was a little shy meeting him as he's always seemed to be the strong and silent type. But that couldn't be further from the case. Link is incredibly sweet. He's always there for me when I need a partner for team battling, or any kind of game. He's there to make me laugh and most importantly he's always there whenever I'm down.

...Actually, now that I think about it, he always just seems to be around, period.

But that's okay. He's a great friend and I'm glad that we've gotten closer.

"What are you up to?" he asks.

I purse my lips. "I'm not sure if I want to see that movie that just came out. Beautiful Creatures," I add when he gives me a questioning look.

"You're going to the movies tomorrow?" he asks, and I nod. His smile turns into a grin and suddenly he looks flushed but I'm not sure why. It's not exactly hot here, but maybe I think that way because I've just showered and cooled down. "Hey, can I come?"

I think about it for a second. Having Link would be better for me. I might not have to listen to Samus and Peach bicker relentlessly. "Sure!"

For some reason, Link looks incredibly shy but I cannot, for the life of me, figure out why. After all, at Super Smash Brothers, I don't rule over him anymore. It's not like we're in Hyrule where he has to show basic courtesy towards nobility such as myself. "Thanks, Zelda! What time should I pick you up?"

Wow, he's just the nicest, isn't he? It sounds just like Link, going the extra mile. He really is a great friend and as I think about it, maybe it would be better if I did go with him, rather than Samus and Peach. Hanging around them for too long could give me a headache. "Um, maybe five PM?"

His grin gets even wider. "Five it is, my fair pret- I mean," he coughs here, and even though I didn't think it possible, his face goes even redder. "My princess."

"Link! Don't call me that! I'm not your princess!" I scold gently. "I'm just another girl." There's nothing more I hate than being called a princess here after all. Unlike Peach, who seems to use the title with much gusto, I prefer having people just call me Zelda.

"Right," he says and suddenly he looks embarrassed, even a little hurt. He gives me a wave before I can ask him what's wrong and as he starts walking away he's whistling a merry tune.

Men. And they say we're bad.

We're in the kitchen and while Peach is making one of her disgustingly sweet concoctions, Samus decides to bring out the whole jar of fudge frosting. Currently she is spooning bits of fudge into her mouth, but she pauses when I tell them what transpired between Link and I. In fact, both she and Peach always stop doing whatever they're doing to listen to me whenever it comes to a Link conversation. Maybe Samus or Peach has a crush on him, I can't really tell. "And so he's picking me up at five. We'll meet you at the theater, if that's okay," I finish.

"You did what?" Peach looks absolutely furious and I can't fathom why. I mean sure, I guess it was supposed to be us three but there have been times where she's invited Mario, Luigi or Yoshi and Samus and I have never objected to it. "How could you invite Link to our girl's night out?!"

When I glance at Samus, she looks merely amused at our little exchange and there's something about that know-it-all smirk on her face that makes me irritated enough to say, "Okay so Link isn't a girl! Big deal! He's still my friend! He's basically one of us, right?"

Peach opens and closes her mouth soundlessly, gaping at me. It's as if she's beyond words. Her face starts to turn purple and her eyes flit towards Samus who is laughing so hard that no noise is coming out.

"Now all of us are going to have to invite boys!" She thwacks her head against her palm.

This stops Samus's laughter entirely. "Wait, what? Why?"

Peach glares at Samus in the same way she always glares at me every time I share a Link story with them. Except instead of looking amusedly irritated, she just looks downright annoyed. "I will not be a third wheel to my own pity party!" she nearly yells.

"Um, what's a third wheel?" I ask timidly, unfamiliar with the term. I'm thinking about the horse-drawn carriages from Hyrule, but somehow, I don't think Peach means that.

Samus rolls her eyes, ignoring my question. "You're not going to be a third wheel, Peach because I'm going to be there."

Peach whines, "It isn't the same! We all have to have guys!"

"This is ridiculous, Peach! Just because Zelda decided to invite her uh, friend along," Samus says, putting a strange sort of emphasis on the term "friend." "Doesn't mean we have to! I refuse to invite somebody!"

Peach furrows her eyes together. "Suit yourself! Be your own third wheel!"

"I will be my own third wheel!" And before Peach can get another word out, Samus stomps out of the kitchen, spoon still clamped in her mouth.

Peach glares at me. "This is all your fault!"

Okay, so maybe I take back what I said earlier about men thinking we're bad.

Maybe we really are that bad.

At this point in time, I'm waiting at the front steps of the Mansion for Link. Peach, Samus and I are not speaking to each other. I think we're all fighting, but how I've gotten dragged into this, I'll never know.

"Sorry for making you wait, Zel!" Link's voice resonates when he opens the door. I twist my body around to look at him and whoa.

I say whoa, with the italics and all because he looks good. (And yes, the good is with italics as well) Like, good enough to go to an upscale restaurant. I don't think I've ever seen Link without his cap before but right now his dirty blond hair has been combed and I can see all of it. Instead of his usual tunic he's wearing a button down white shirt that's folded up to expose a quarter of his arms and he's wearing dress pants.

Whoa is accurate because I've opted to dress down. I'll probably never wear pants, but I'm just wearing a simple purple sundress and not a hint of make up.

Great.

"You look... good," Link says, as if the words are hard for him to get out. Which means I probably look awful. "Shall we go?"

I nod once and silently we start to walk towards the car. It's nice to listen to nothing once in awhile and for a second all I can do is hear is the light breeze and watch the horizon turn a soft lavender.

Link opens the door for me and I give him a strange look as I get into the car. "You don't have to do that, you know," I say. "We're not in Hyrule anymore."

Link looks anything but relaxed. "Oh...? Yeah? Sorry! I mean, uh, I guess it's stupid if I do everything for you all the time, huh?"

For some reason this kind of upsets me so I frown. "You don't do everything for me all the time." I guess my response comes out a little terse because Link's eyes widen and he clams up completely. Uneasily, I wait for him to turn on the ignition and drive out.

The whole way to the theater we are silent and it looks like Link isn't enjoying my company. He looks nervous.

Huh. Didn't know that I could do that with just six words. It couldn't have been what I said, right? Because it really isn't true! I mean, sure Link did save Hyrule but didn't I help him take down Ganondorf with my light arrows? You've gotta have wicked aim to shoot correctly and not everyone can do it. Not even the so called, "Hero of Twilight!"

"Zelda..."

"Link..."

We both say it at the same time.

"You first," he says, his knuckles turning white against the steering wheel.

"No you."

"Please," he says and there's an edge to his voice that I've never heard Link use with me before. "Go ahead, princess."

I hate when he calls me that! But I can't let him get under my skin. That would be impolite, especially since he's driving and how does he even know how to drive? Plus, he looks good. I mean, Link always looks fine, but he looks good especially today and somehow that factors into me not blowing up at him.

I don't understand myself sometimes, either. What were we even talking about again?

Oh, right.

"I just wanted to know how you've been since Midna left. You seem to miss her a lot." Wait, why did I say that?

Rule one about Link Club, if such a thing ever existed: (Not that I would have joined it. Hmph.) You don't talk about Midna. Rule two? Don't talk about Midna. Because evidently it is the wrong thing to say. Crash and burn, mayday, mayday, maaayday. I can see Link clench his teeth reflexively. I know what he's going to say, It's none of your business.

Instead, he says through a grinding jaw, "I'm fine."

He slams the brakes on the car a little too hard which makes me cry out to Nayru. Somehow, this makes his face soften and his shoulders uncoil into a more relaxed position. He mutters a gentle apology and I wonder what I've just said. Does he pity me? I bite my lip a little too hard and I swear, I almost draw blood.

I walk out of the car, making it a point to open the door by myself. It's a little bit difficult, considering it takes me awhile to locate the handle. Darn cars. I never understood the appeal of them.

I mean sure they get you to places quicker than horse drawn carriages, but they also mess up the environment with their fuel!

Link waits outside my door until I finally realize I'm supposed to pull not push on the handle and as soon as I slam the door shut, he presses a button which locks the door. To ease out of the tension, I ask, "So when did you learn to command such a vehicle?"

Link relaxes a bit more as we walk towards the theater entrance and gives me a slow smile and I decide that I like that smile. It's a lot better than grinding his teeth down to his gums at any rate. "I had Snake teach me."

"But why?"

Link shrugs. "Well, how else were we supposed to get here?"

I open my mouth and then close it several times. I have heard Samus and Peach complain about how it took them nearly a week to actually drive and it took them half a year to get parking down perfectly. How is it possible that Link learned how to drive in a day? And that too, just for a regular hangout?

I feel like the answer's at the tip of my tongue, but I just can't figure it out. Before I have a chance to think more deeply about it however, I see Peach, Marth and Samus, and Samus looks moodier than ever.

"Well it's about time you showed up," she snapped.

Link now looks confused so he turns towards me for answers. "Wait, what? You invited them?"

"Of course I did. It was originally supposed to be just me, Samus and Peach, but when you asked to come along, I decided, why not? Besides, you're a friend of mine too!"

From the corner of my eye, I can see that Marth and Peach are trying to hide a smile as if they're both sharing a private joke. Even Samus looks like her bad mood is about to break. What is so funny?

"Yeah," Link mutters. "Just a friend."

Somehow we've all managed to pile into the theater and watch Warm Bodies, a sort of compromise between Samus and Peach. "There'd better be blood in this," Samus grumbles to herself.

"It's about the zombie apocalypse, I'm sure there'll be some," Marth takes a seat next to me.

"Uh, dude...?" Link asks, hovering in front of Marth.

Marth stares up at him, an eyebrow raised. "You're blocking the screen. Can you move?"

Link stands there looking out of place, until Peach elbows Marth. "Maybe you should move down, Marth."

Marth crosses his arms and huffs. "That'll cost you ten dollars."

Peach narrows her eyes at him. "Will you move already? I already paid a hefty sum and I'm not paying you anymore." Marth quails under her gaze and decides to move one seat down.

"Wait, you paid Marth to be your date?" Samus crows with laughter on my other side.

"You're on a date with Marth? And what is a date?" I ask, completely baffled. Peach must really have a thing for blue haired swordsmen, although if you asked me I would never have pictured them together. Friendship, yes, but romantically, not really. Perhaps a 'date' just means hanging out alone as friends.

I should ask Peach more about this later on.

"No!" Marth and Peach both say at the same time.

Okay, now I'm beyond confused, but before I can ask what they mean somebody else interrupts.

"Shut up!" A voice above hisses and when we all turn to see who it is, it's none other than Sonic. "The movie's starting, and this is going to be the best movie of the year!" He's loaded with a jumbo-sized bucket of movie theater popcorn, a large soda and a bunch of candy.

So we all settle in, feeling a bit cowed by the blue hedgehog, and then the movie begins to play.

Except I'm not really watching the movie. Because once the lights go off, my heart skips a beat and my mind seems to pick up and slow down at the same time. The actress on the screen doesn't seem real. Nothing seems real, until I take one simple, look.

I don't understand why I do. I've seen his face so many times before, enough that when I close my eyes, I can get the details down to the last barely-there freckle that's painted on the side of his nose. I guess there's just something about the way the movie's light reflects off those vibrant eyes of his - a tropical ocean that acts as a vacuum to my own eyes.

He turns his head too and suddenly his face is a lot more interesting to me. The irritation that we held for one another has disappeared somehow in that one look.

"I just want to connect. Why can't I connect with people?" the actor - some Tom Cruise lookalike demands in a strangely flat voice. The line hovers between us, a question somehow only meant for us and us only. And the answer is there somewhere too, lying somewhere in the darkness, maybe even within us. Maybe that's why I'm looking at Link so hard.

The spell is broken when the next line comes up. "Oh right, it's because I'm dead." Because that's when Marth nudges Link in the back asking for popcorn, making him jump. Popcorn flies everywhere and somehow, the coke spills on my dress and his slacks and there's a flurry of napkins, shrieks coming from Peach and Marth, and the occasional wry comment from Samus. ("Let's pretend I didn't see this happening.") Sonic gives us a murderous glare - as if he's in possession of a Chaos Emerald and will use it against all of us.

Somehow, the five of us are asked to leave - Peach's and Marth's shrieking somehow disrupted the whole theater. I can't remember the details of how we all left, just that Samus, Peach and Marth want a ride in the car Link took because the bus isn't due for another two hours and Samus insists on being a driver, as Link's a new driver and all. And so that's how I sat in the front and Link sat in the back, next to Marth who complained for practically the whole ride about what a disaster the date was. Again, but with less curiosity, I wonder what a date is. In my kingdom, we have things like courting, but that exists between a girl and a boy who have romantic feelings for one another.

What if dating and courting are the same thing? If that were the case, then does that mean Link and I were simply hanging out, courting or were we on this date?

"You couldn't pay me enough money to go on another outing with you," Marth says.

Samus rolls her eyes as Peach begins yelling at him again and somehow, my eyes find that tiny mirror above - What is it called again? A viewing mirror? A rearview mirror? - to look at Link who is just staring out the window, a different sort of quiet than the one I am used to.

What is he thinking? It's hard to say why I'm so interested. But the way his eyes seem so withdrawn makes me wonder if he's sad or confused. And when we all climb out, he merely says, "Night, Zelda."

No, I had a great time! or This was fun, let's do it again! Just, "Night, Zelda." As if his thoughts are so much more important than reality.

And I want to bring him back.

So I do.

I lean up close, and before he can say anything or I talk myself out of this, I place the swiftest of kisses on his cheek. "Goodnight, Link."

And then I leave him behind so I can sort out my own feelings.

So yeah. Those lines apparently do come from the movie, Warm Bodies, a movie I haven't seen yet but really want to! (I love The Walking Dead and somehow a zombie romance seems like something amusing to watch - whether horribly done or not)

And that's it. Stay tuned for more and if it doesn't trouble you, please tell me what you thought. Feedback is always appreciated.