Hello! It's me again! Special thanks to Joshabi, who helped me figure out how to work the website. Thanks Joshabi!
I decided to introduce a character from Pokémon into this chapter, but as it is only one character I doubt it would really classify this as a crossover. Please, correct me if I'm wrong.
If anyone is interested, I got the idea to have Lucario injure his arm from personal experience. I myself was attempting a one handed handstand, and it worked out great with my right hand, not so much for my left. In fact, I did it two days before I published my first chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this chapter.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Lucario was sprinting through the forest, foot paws gently thudding as he ran. Dodging a tree, he almost veered into another. There was danger here, all around. But where? He could sense it, but he didn't have the time to stop for an aura scan.
Thud. Thud. Thud.
Jumping a log, Lucario veered sharply to the left, hoping to lose his pursuit. The maneuver, in the end, worked against him. An unseen fallen branch wrapped around his ankles, holding fast. Lucario tripped, and went sprawling face first on the ground.
Thud.
Without warning, whatever it was that had lurked in the area around was on him, biting and burning his right arm. Lucario cried out in pain, and then woke with a searing pain in his arm. He was lying in his bed, on top of all the covers, and his right arm. His other limbs stretched out across the bed, both of his feet were dangling over the edge.
How did he get here? Thinking back, he could clearly remember the match with Gannondorf. That had hurt. It was slightly hard to remember, his brain seemed to be oddly sluggish. After the match, he had… he had… what had he done? After a moment of serious contemplation, all the memories seemed to start returning. He had slunk off to a quiet corner in the main living room of the mansion, where he assessed his injuries in peace. The match hadn't done his arm any good, and It had hurt worse than ever after.
He had considered toughing it out, but trying that would be foolish as shown in the match with against Gannondorf, so he had went to Samus for help after noting that Mario was still nowhere to be found. Samus had given the sapphire Pokémon a small red pill to help him sleep, saying she had no pain relief pills and didn't know how to put the arm in a sling. At least not on him, as she supposed that his body was different. Besides, sleeping was definitely the hardest part of having an injury.
Lucario thanked her for the pill, and then went to get a glass of water. Being unfamiliar with pills, he had assumed it was to be taken then. Of course, the pill was meant to swallowed prior to sleeping. He had held it up to eye level before sticking it into his mouth, noting that the pill was the exact shade as his eye. He walked back in to the same room that Samus was in, before his vision seemed to go funny and everything went strangely surreal. He had fainted moments after.
As the memories returned, Lucario rolled carefully off his bed, guessing Samus must of carried him up. The pill had left him slightly groggy, and there still was a slight surreal quality to the surrounding area, but that was rapidly fading. At least he had slept till mourning. He padded downstairs, paws making almost no sound at all. The halls were dark, so there must be at least one contestant still asleep. The hall lights had been automated by Rob, causing them to only light once all smashers had awoken.
He entered the dining area, to find that most of the contestants were still asleep. Only the group from the Lylat system were present along with Samus, Marth, and Ike. Samus was eating a plate of eggs and bacon with a side of fruit. Ike and Marth were talking with someone, but the being was hidden from view by a chair. Must be someone small to be hidden in such a manner. Yep, a small pink arm waved out from the chair, so Lucario added Kirby to his mental list of woken beings.
As he drew nearer, Lucario could see more easily around the chair, and could hear what was being said. "I'll take two eggs, scrambled, as well. Oh yeah, some sausages too" Ike said. Kirby nodded and ran off towards the kitchen.
It was a common practice for Kirby to do the cooking. He was a great chef, even his Final Smash used cooking. He also seemed to love doing it, and was often quite persistent. Eventually, everyone just started to allow him to do their cooking.
Lucario was one of the few that didn't let Kirby cook for them. After all, he, like all Pokémon, lived off of fruits. Seemed a little odd, as Pokémon like him had fangs, which were not much use when it came to fruit, but he had never had any problems. Regardless of his tooth problems, Lucario followed Kirby so he could find something to eat.
Kirby expertly scrambled some eggs. Lucario, who was holding a bowl of fruit, was quite interested in cooking methods, having never done it himself. He made sure to read Kirby's mind throughout the process. Something about Ike wanting two eggs, Marth wanting two eggs and somehow that added up to twelve eggs needing to be cooked. And the sausage, too. Lucario swiftly found that the pink ball was cooking so many eggs because he ate most of them while he worked.
Lucario popped a Oran berry into his mouth. He had been delighted to find that Master Hand had a stock of them, especially as he lived in an area where they were scarce. Mentioning Master Hand, he hadn't seen him in a while. Even at his match with Gannondorf, instead of the giant floating entity calling out the starting sequence there was an automated message used the glove was busy. Still chewing, Lucario left the kitchen and headed to the dining room, ignoring the slight twinge that his arm gave.
The breakfast table was unusually quiet today. With Falco sitting at it, you would think that the table would be loud, as it often was, but the Avion was simply sitting there, arms folded, barely even touching his breakfast. He looked nervous, almost frightened, almost as if a doctor had told him that they needed a blood test done on him, but regular amounts of blood wouldn't cut it this time.
And speaking of doctors, Master Hand was floating down the hallway to the kitchen, and with him was a being from Lucario's universe! With a jolt of surprise that caused him to lose a few Razz Berries from his bowl and cost a painful twinge from his arm, Lucario recognized the being to be Nurse Joy! What was she doing here? She couldn't of have joined the brawl, she wasn't a fighter, was she? Lucario couldn't even picture her having a Final Smash, much less envision her hurting a Pokémon, as she would have to if she joined.
As Lucario sat, lost in thought, Master Hand floated over to him, Nurse Joy slightly jogging to keep up. Like Lucario, the giant hand also spoke in a telepathic voice. "Hello once again, Lucario. This is, as I'm guessing you know, Nurse Joy. She is here to help you, as Samus, unfortunately, won't cut it. We need someone with experience of your kind."
"What about Doctor Mario?" questioned Lucario. "Surely he could help?" The floating entity stiffened slightly, then said "He is missing, as you know. I myself am looking for him, but to no avail so far." With that, the glove turned and glided smoothly down the hallway. Master Hand was a bit overprotective of the beings under his care, though that may just be because of his counterpart, who would probably attempt to kill them or hurt them in some way if Master hand wasn't there to stop him.
Lucario didn't really need Nurse Joy's help, right? It was just a muscle, though he did remember something about tears taking a long time to heal. As if reading his thoughts, Nurse Joy took a step forward and said "Lucario. You may not know this, but a torn muscle is a serious injury. If left untreated, it will continually get worse until the entire muscle separates, causing you to lose all motion in your arm whatsoever. Regardless of whether or not your arm will heal by its self, it will be extraordinarily painful, even if it hasn't been yet. If you don't believe me, try punching something."
Lucario shook his head. The fight with Gannondorf had shown that he really wasn't up to punching something. "Oh well" said the nurse. "If you really don't want to, then we'd better get a bandage on that right away."
Lucario sat in his room on the corner of his bed, Nurse Joy standing hunched over slightly, carefully wrapping gauze around his injured arm. "You're a big, strong Pokémon, aren't you?" the nurse cooed, pulling out another roll of gauze, having run out halfway up Lucario's arm. Lucario made a slight choking sound in surprise. What was he, a Riolu? Did she honestly think that Lucario liked being talked to in a baby voice? Seriously, what was it with nurses nowadays? They seemed to think that everyone was five years old!
As if to add injury to insult, Lucario realized that the nurse, after completing her task, with one hand digging in her bag, was absentmindedly scratching his head with the other! Almost as if he were a house pet, not a fighting Pokémon! Although, he did had to admit it felt nice. Nevertheless, he was supposed to be a fighter, not some cute little furry pet! With a sense of horror, Lucario realized that he had unconsciously pushed his head against her hand, encouraging her to scratch deeper. Mortified, Lucario, drew his head back slightly, praying she hadn't noticed. The smile that she was obviously trying to hide told him otherwise, and that she understood exactly what he was thinking.
Nurse Joy, still trying not to smile, pulled a length of fabric from her bag, and then reached out for Lucario's arm. Giving a fake sounding cough, she stopped smiling and started to wind the fabric around Lucario's arm in an complex pattern that he knew he could never replicate. "There, that should allow movement of the arm up and down, but not side to side" she said. "The gauze is just there to keep your arm straight."
"Seems like an awful lot for just one small tear in my muscle" stated Lucario. "Are you sure that all this is really necessary?" The nurse jumped at the voice in her head before saying, "yes, it is necessary if you want to heal as fast as possible. Besides, we don't want you to hurt yourself more." Lucario sighed quietly. At least she had seemed to drop the baby attitude. "And we don't want you to get more injured then you already are, being such a big, handsome Pokémon?" continued the nurse, back in her slightly cooing voice. Lucario groaned inaudibly, praying she would leave soon.