Sorry I haven't written in a while! I had some family business to take care of, and then for a while, I forgot what I was going to do for this chapter! It's all so confusing! Well I'm back now so, please enjoy!

Chapter III: Friendliness

I didn't know where I'd go after I left the room full of brawlers. After what I did on stage back there, I didn't want to be seen again for a while (a long while). If I went outside, then someone would find me there. If I stayed inside, someone would definitely find me here.

I continued to wander through the hallways until I came upon a familiar door with the number, 112, on it. I smiled. It was the door to my old room I used to stay in.I reached for the doorknob, then hesitated. What if somebody was staying in there now? No, Master Hand knew I would come back eventually, so he would've kept this room reserved for me.

I turned the knob and stepped inside my old room. Everything was so familiar! The bed even had the same plain sheets and pillows. But the furniture was rearranged. I closed the door behind me, and flopped down on the bed. It was so nice and comfortable!

But It was starting to get hot, so I took off my heavy suit and my body suit so I was just in my undergarments. I unwrapped the red band that held up my long golden hair so that it brushed against my back. I felt so free. Especially after the long bus ride and the boring "introduction session".

I laid across the bed on my back and daydreamed about my future here. I wasn't tired because of of the rest I got on the bus, so there was nothing else to do but daydream. But it wasn't something new to me. There was hardly any other action in my life since I left here.

There were distant voices that I heard passing the room, and I looked at the door. Then I spotted my armor and suit lying on the ground. My female instincts kicked in and I went to pick them up. I gathered up my armored suit and walked to the closet. I threw it in there and then grabbed my body suit and opened one of the dressers drawers. I gasped and dropped whatever was in my hands at the moment.

Inside the drawer was two stacks of neatly folded mens' boxers. I quickly opened another drawer and saw it contained men's shirts, and then opened another drawer that contained mens' shorts and pants.

What was going on?! Was this some sort of joke that Master Hand had planned for me?! This was my room! Wasn't it?

I heard footsteps pass by the room. But I hardly noticed them. I was too bewildered at the sight before me. But then I heard the room's doorknob being turned.

I turned my head to face the door so suddenly, that my hair whipped my face when I stopped. At the room's entrance stood the guy with the spiky blue hair. The one that seemed to have nothing much to say. My face instantly turned the deepest red, and so did his.

Why?! Why did someone so rudely have to open the door when I was in my undergarments?!

Before I could yell at him to get out, he went back out and slammed the door. I slid to the floor and held my head in my hands, trying to hide my shame from no one.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY ROOM?!" an angry voice yelled from behind the door.

My face turned redder. Why did I have to make mistakes on my so called first day here.... Wait, 'his room'?!

"What do you mean YOUR ROOM?!" I asked back in the same tone he gave me.

"This has been my room ever since I came to live here!" he replied with a calmer tone

I suddenly remembered that Master Hand had introduced me as a new brawler, and I blew it.

"Why were you in there?" the voice behind the door asked again, but with a solemn tone.

"Um, I thought this was my new room, but I guess I got the wrong door number," I said quickly. I wasn't sure if that would fool him but he didn't say anything else about it.

"Are you getting into actual clothes yet?"

I felt my face get hotter, and I slipped into my body suit and then into my armored suit as quickly as possible. I put on my helmet to hide my still-red-face, And opened the door.

Before me, leaning against the wall, was the spiky-haired guy (I don't remember his name). His face was red, but expressionless, and his arms her folded tightly against his chest. He walked passed me and entered 'his room' and closed the door behind him.

I stood there helplessly. I had never expected to have an embarrassing moment in my life, but here was one of the worst things that could happen to you. I clenched my fists. I needed someone to blame..... Master Hand. He/she was the only one capable of blame right now.

I marched off to his/her office, ignoring all the stares on the way.

I barged into Master Hand's office angrily, almost ready to pound down anyone. But when I got in, Master Hand was already talking to someone, or just the two little kids that dressed as if it were Antarctica here. They all glared at me for a second, but then went back to their conversation.

"But M.H.! Why do I always have to follow Popo?!" the little girl complained.

"Because I better, and more stronger than you," Popo stuck his tongue out at his sister.

"No, it's because I didn't expect you'd want to be the one in charge," Master Hand said.

"But it's fun being in charge!" the girl whined.

"Ok, Ok, Nana. In your next brawl, you'll be in charge," Master Hand patted the girl on her head with his index finger.

Nana smiled and stuck her tongue out at Popo, and her brother rolled his eyes and walked towards the door with his sister skipping happily behind him. I stepped aside to let them through and watched them walk and skip out the door.

"Samus, why did you just walk out like that in my introduction session?" The hand asked from behind me.

I turned and sat on one of the chairs in front of the desk and shrugged.

"Well, I guess we all have our times when we do something foolish," he/she sighed, "What are you here for?"

I bit my lip when Master Hand had said 'foolish'. What I did was really foolish? I decided to erase the thought and answer his/her question.

"My bedroom, why is someone else staying in there?" I asked solemnly.

Master Hand hesitated for a moment (probably trying to figure out how I found out), and then replied,

"There were so many new brawlers, that I had to let one of them stay in your old room,"

"But where will I stay?!" I asked angrily.

"You'll share a room with the two Princesses,"

My jaw dropped. Oh no, no, no, no, no. Princesses meant dresses, and makeup, and gossip, and tiaras, and so much other things I absolutely hated.

"Can't I share a room with someone else?" I asked pleadingly.

"No," Master Hand said solidly.

I clenched my teeth together. No, why this? But, maybe I could put up with this. Maybe they would just ignore me and leave me alone forever.

"Ok," I sighed, "which room?"

"Room 106," Master Hand whispered as if trying to be mysterious.

He/she was doing this on purpose. He/she knew I would hate it. He/she was trying to make me a average girl. I got up and left the room without another word.

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