The next chapter, as promised! I'll put up another tomorrow. Enjoy!
Zelda shot up in bed. Something wasn't right.
The princess glanced down, and realized with horror there was something under the covers at the foot of her bed. Her first, and not completely unjustified, thought was that it was Link, but she soon realized this couldn't be true. It was too small, but at the same time, too round.
Poking it hesitantly with her toe, Zelda nearly screeched when it moved. Flicking off the covers with a wave of her hand, Zelda jabbed a finger towards the spot, ready to set whatever- or whoever- it was on fire.
But then she stopped.
Staring up at Zelda, with wide, curious, friendly eyes was a round, pink ball. With a mouth, and arms, and feet. And, oh yeah, eyes.
Swallowing, Zelda was about to demand what- and who- it was, and why it was at the foot of her bed, when the thing opened it's own tiny mouth and exclaimed: "buyoo!"
And just like that, Zelda was in love.
Everything was going smoothly, Pichu couldn't help but think as she tallied up the dividends. Half for her right now, and half for her after lunch.
That's when Young Link- who was temporarily helping out at the betting stand until the merchandise stand was finished being built- came over. The boy looked about to speak when he stopped to gawk at Pichu's loot.
The little yellow pokemon scowled, "Why aren't you manning the booth?"
Young Link blinked from the money to Pichu, "Oh, everyone's gone to watch the next match. All the bets have already been placed."
Pichu nodded, considering, then with another deep frown at Young Link when she realized he was still there, "What did you want?"
"Oh!" Young Link exclaimed again, recognition flashing in his eyes, "Zelda's outside."
Pichu perked up immediately, "To visit me or bet or both?"
"Neither." Young Link replied, then scratching his chin, "At least, I don't think so. She wasn't heading for the booth. But there was this really strange thing following her, so I thought you might want to see it so we could make fun of it together..."
By now, Pichu was already at the front of the booth, kicking over her stool that allowed her to see over the counter and hopping up. Peering at the street beyond, she spotted Zelda in the distance, heading for Smash Stadium, a pink blob trailing behind her.
Just as Pichu was scrunching up her nose in puzzlement, the thing looked at her, giving her a bright smile before turning away to run after Zelda, tugging happily at the train of her dress.
Pichu fumed. When Young Link found her, electricity had started to buzz from her head and her left foot was tapping so rapidly against the stool Young Link felt dizzy just trying to keep track of it.
"Give me your weapon!" Pichu snapped when she realized Young Link was behind her, not bothering to turn her glower from the pink blob.
"What weapon?"
"Any weapon!" Pichu hissed, waving an impatient arm, "Now! Hurry! Now now now now now!"
Uncertain, Young Link unhooked an object from his belt and handed it to the pokemon, who promptly threw it at the pink blob in the distance. Just as it was about to hit the creature, the object started spiralling back towards them.
With a startled squeak, Pichu ducked behind the booth, and the boomerang hit Young Link square in the forehead.
"Damn it!" Pichu roared, kicking Young Link's unconscious form in frustration, "Who the hell does that thing think it is, sticking to Zelda like that!" Pichu's large black eyes shone as her lip trembled, "I'm Zelda's cute, stout sidekick, not a pink stress ball with feet!
"Get up!" Pichu snarled once she'd recovered, kicking Young Link again with her usual fury and receiving a groan, "We've got some investigating to do!"
Zelda arrived at Master Hand's private booth about half-way through the match. Mewtwo was in Master Hand's usual spot, watching the large screen displaying the match with glittering violet eyes.
The first thing Zelda noticed was the abundance of pink in the room. Besides the usual two secretary jigglypuffs, and Kirby beside her, there was another jigglypuff. Wearing a crown.
"Ah, Princess Zelda!" Mewtwo exclaimed, noticing the young woman and grinning broadly, "I'm glad you could come!"
Zelda nodded, looking from Mewtwo to the crowned jigglypuff sitting on a stool beside him, who was regarding her with judging eyes, "You asked to meet me here about something?"
After getting out of bed that morning, Zelda had found a letter from Mewtwo on her doorstep, demanding her presence in Master Hand's special booth immediately, threatening detention if she didn't show.
The only reason Zelda was here now was because Master Hand, whom she trusted and respected, had picked Mewtwo as his replacement. That had to count for something, being hand picked (no pun intended) by Master Hand, didn't it?
Then again, Mewtwo thought Smash Stadium was a highschool.
"This is Queen Jigglypuff." Mewtwo said, formally introducing the pink pokemon beside him, "She's come as Master Hand's special guest to watch the tournament."
Zelda, under Mewtwo's glaring indications, gave a little curtsey and said, "It's wonderful to meet you."
Queen Jigglypuff snorted, and replied in a shrill voice, "Who the hell is this Mewtwo? I thought you said I was meeting a princess, not a sewer urchin."
Zelda froze, the only movement a slight twitch in her left eyebrow.
Mewtwo hurried to intervene, "This is Princess Zelda, Queen Jigglypuff. She's a very noble, respectable, powerful princess, who I thought would be just perfect to show you around!"
"What?" Queen Jigglypuff demanded flatly, "Someone like her? No way. I'm going home."
Queen Jigglypuff jumped off her stool and flounced to the door, ignoring Zelda's now furious gaze. But then, just as she was passing Zelda, she stopped, eyes widening.
"Who... who are you?" Queen Jigglypuff breathed, fixated on something behind the Hyrulian Princess.
"Buyoo!" Kirby replied.
There was a long silence, then Queen Jigglypuff whirled around to fix Mewtwo with a determined glare, "I've decided. I'll stay, as long as he's my tour guide."
Mewtwo blinked, stunned. But just as quick, the purple pokemon was back on his game, smiling charmingly as he floated forward, arms spread wide, "Why of course, Queen Jigglypuff! You may be escorted by whomever-or whatever- you wish!"
Queen Jigglypuff nodded curtly, flapping a hand dismissively at Mewtwo, focus already back on Kirby.
"So," Queen Jigglypuff cooed, fluttering her eyelids at kirby as she lead him out the door, "Why don't you and I go somewhere quiet so we can discuss my visit..."
"Buyoo!" Kirby replied.
Mewtwo, glancing after Queen Jigglypuff, quickly turned back to fix Zelda with a dark glare, "I don't know what that thing is, but keep a close eye on it and Queen Jigglypuff, understand? Otherwise you'll have detention for a month!"
Zelda refrained from rolling her eyes, "Yeah, sure. I'll watch them."
Mewtwo nodded grimly, crossing his arms and floating back to the display screen, where numbers had begun to flash red as the announcer exclaimed, "Ten seconds remaining in the match! If the participant doesn't arrive player 2 wins!"
"Oh." Zelda said, "I better go."
Mewtwo waved at her half heartedly, eyes glued to the screen. The red numbers had reached three when a spark of fire came from off screen and hit Link square in the chest, exploding him off screen.
"Player 1 wins!" the announcer shouted. Mewtwo could hear applause from the main match viewing room a story below.
"My clipboard!" Mewtwo shouted, receiving the object from one of the jigglypuff secretaries a moment later. He flipped a page and scribbled out one name on his list, circling another at the bottom.
Mewtwo stroked his chin, clearly amused as his eyes went from name to name, "Round Two is going to be interesting."
Another one down! The next chapter should be a bit better, if not then the one after it (I actually can't remember what's in the next chapter and I only wrote it two or so days ago.) Oh, and Marth and Roy are still siblings (Roy's younger in this fic, if I haven't mentioned it already), but that's not enough to save Roy from Marth's wrath. He's way to addicted to his coffee to let even his brother get off easy!
