Ok, I'm sorry this took such an atrociously long time to put up. I don't really have an excuse for taking so long, but since this is my first story I'd really like to finish it. I'm going to do my best to update weekly now, because I know I hate finiding fanfics that remain as 'incomplete' for the rest of time when I really want to see that completion. Anyways, I didn't edit this well at all because I was in such a rush to post it, so forgive my poor grammar and spelling errors.

Again, I offer my apologies for anyone reading this!

I'm not going to bother with a Disclaimer. If I owned Smash Bros. or anything that had to do with it, you guys probably wouldn't see another game for fifteen years!

Please Enjoy!

Zelda was in a mood. A very, very bad mood.

Unfortunately, all stress relief balls had vacated the premises upon the princess's furious awakening. That meant no Link, no Young Link, no Pichu (not that Pichu even lived with them) and upon dragging herself out of bed, to the dresser, the bathroom, the dining room and finally giving up and just teleporting to Marth and Roy's apartment, she found it to be unoccupied as well.

And so, Zelda's bad mood added an extra 'very'

It was, in the end, on the road to Onett that Zelda found salvation.

Roy, in the middle of chatting up a girl while waiting at a stop for a bus he wasn't even going to take, failed to notice the enraged princess closing in on him until it was too late. Deciding to shake the stereotypical 'grab of the ear', Zelda instead clamped a hand firmly around Roy's neck and dragged him away using that.

Choking and spluttering, Roy exclaimed, "I'm sorry I'm so handsome! Please let me go! I've tried to be unattractive, oh how I've tried! But it just doesn't work!"

Zelda flung Roy against the nearest building, startling Ness who had been innocently sitting, back to the wall, and playing his game boy colour.

"Where's Marth?" she growled before a cowering Roy and Ness.

"I don't know!" Roy wailed, to which Zelda offered a fiery fist, "I mean..." he quickly added, "I know exactly where Marth is!"

Zelda folded her arms, "Continue."

"Continue?" Roy demanded, flabbergasted, "And betray my brother? Never! Not on this earth! Not while I'm breathing and gorgeous!"

This turned out to be the incorrect reason, and three minutes later Zelda had her answer. She was about as happy as the trail of burnt grass she left in her stomping wake.

Roy slid down against the wall and released a shaky breath of air. Noticing Ness for the first time, he shifted over a bit to peer at the screen of his game boy.

"Are you playing pokemon?"

"Yep. Silver."

"Is that Nurse Joy?"

"Yep."

"She's hot."

Ness regarded Roy with a disgusted face, "It's a sprite."

Roy was still watching the screen, "A hot sprite."

Marth wasn't in a mood. He was in a jail.

"You didn't think you'd get caught? Did you Marth!" Mewtwo cackled from the other side of the bars, his two jigglypuff assistants flanking him, "But you should know by now: The bad guys never win! They never win!"

Marth's eyelids drooped a centimetre, "Then why are you on the other side of-"

"Enough, Marth!" Mewtwo declared, brandishing a finger at him. "We're tired of your lies and deceit! No one shall believe you anymore! Nay, the one and only side in this one-sided battle is that of justice- and justice can never be defeated!"

"You can't have a battle with just one side." Marth argued, to which one of the jigglypuffs immediately bounced forward.

"Actually, it's quite possible, one could even say probable. If the battle was internal, their could, in a manner of speaking, be one soul side- the side of the person whom the struggle has consumed. Though, one could also argue, there must be two sides, that are in reality composed of one mind, in order to vouch the two different arguments, thus creating a battle of two, but one." the jigglypuff paused here, gently tapping what Marth could only assume was her chin, "It's a rather puzzling inquiry, if you were to ask my opinion."

"WHICH I DID NOT!" Mewtwo roared at the jigglypuff the moment it finished speaking. The poor little pink pokemon cowered all the way back to it's spot.

"Now," Mewtwo said, clearing his throat with grandeur, "Let us continue."

"Can we not?" Marth tried.

"Yeah, that's a great idea!" Captain Falcon, his inmate, agreed from the back of the cell. Captain Falcon had been thrown in jail on account of wearing a jumpsuit so tight you could see his-

"SHUT UP, VERMIN!" Mewtwo bellowed at the prisoner, then immediately turned his attention back to Marth. The pokemon snapped his fingers at one of the jigglypuffs without taking his victorious eyes off Marth. The smaller pokemon skipped forward to present to Mewtwo a very familiar document.

"No." Marth stated.

Mewtwo continued, undaunted and, for all Marth could guess, unaware. "Now, being the benevolent, administrative, powerful figure that I am, I've decided to pay your bail. I know!" Mewtwo struck a pose, a hand to his temple, another flung dramatically from his side, "It's far too generous of me! To help a miserable convict, such as yourself, who went as far as attempted murder!"

"Um, no." Marth replied, "That was Zelda. And you're the one who got me thrown in here, so I don't see why you shouldn't pay bail. In fact, you should-"

"Please, Marth! Don't talk! My firm stance in this subject wavers every moment a word elapses from your sinful mouth!"

Marth scowled, "What?"

"No, Marth! Let me finish!" Mewtwo now snatched the document from the jigglypuff and held it out to Marth with wide, innocent eyes, "Just please, sign this, and you'll be as good as free! We'll pay your bail, and in minutes you'll be walking in the sunlight once more!" Marth opened his mouth, and Mewtwo shook the paper at him, "No, no! Don't talk! Just sign!"

Marth didn't miss the forceful note edging back into Mewtwo's voice at the end, but he really didn't see any other way of getting out. When he tried to use his one phone call, he'd been led to a pay-phone that one: was broken, and two: took euros. He was refused another chance to call.

So, the way things stood, either take Mewtwo up on his offer, or wait till Roy ran out of food and went looking for him. As much as he hated to succumb to Mewtwo's lowly tactics, he knew his brother. Roy would order take-out every day, and then he would sponge off his latest girlfriend. It really mattered more on when they ran out of money and when he got dumped than when they ran out of food.

Either way, Marth had no choice.

Mewtwo, trying (and failing) to hide the wide smirk on his face, proffered a pen to the sullen knight. When Marth accepted both this and the document, he could have sworn he heard Mewtwo snicker.

"See you tomorrow!" Mewtwo sang as he and his jigglypuff duo pranced off down the hall, "And don't forget to practise!"

"Wait!" Marth called out, "What about my bail?"

"Don't worry!" Mewtwo's distance voice chirped, "You'll be out soon!"

Slinking down against the bars, Marth couldn't do anything but wait.

About twenty minutes later, one of the prison guards came to his cell. Behind him was none other than Zelda.

While the guard unlocked his cell door, Marth gave the Hyrulian Princess a puzzled scowl, "Are you here to switch with me? You're the one that's supposed to be in here, after all."

Zelda, her bad mood long expired, simply waved a tired hand, "Don't be snide Marth. If not for me, you's be stuck here who knows how long."

Marth's face went blank, "What?"

"I paid your bail." Zelda explained, tapping her chin now as she thought back, "I called in about it around an hour ago. Didn't someone tell you?"

Marth, gritting his teeth, sank against the bars, "Yes. Someone told me."

"Well then why are you acting so ridiculous?" Zelda demanded, "Come on, get up. Thank me."

Marth got up. He looked at Zelda. He didn't thank her.

"Good enough." Zelda muttered, "It doesn't matter anyways. There are plenty of ways for you to repay me."

Marth raised a sceptical eyebrow, "Like?"

At this, Zelda only grinned. Maliciously. "You'll see."

So there you have it! Comment if you like, but it's ok either way. I'd like to thank those of you who've commented though! It was really uplifting to read, and your comments were actually what inspired me to continue this! And, like I said before, I'm going to try and continue! Emphasize on "try"!

Should I apologize again for taking so long? Are you guys sick of "sorries"? Too bad! Again, I'm really sorry!