Ok, this chapter is apparently short. The next one should be longer.

Pichu scowled and adjusted her binoculars so she could zoom in on the pink blob marching in front of Zelda.

"It thinks it owns the world..." Pichu muttered under her breath, "Stupid, ugly, pink, snot-faced, stupid..."

Young Link listened to Pichu run her list of preschool insults while he munched a potato chip, "Do you think Marth is wearing black today?"

Pichu put down her binoculars to give Young Link a 'what the hell are you talking about look?' Aloud, she said, "I have no idea, why?"

Young Link brushed the chip crumbs off his own black tunic, frowning at it absent-mindedly, "Because he was wearing black the other day when I was wearing blue, and when I left some messages asking what colour he was going to wear today on his phone he didn't reply. I hope I got it right."

Shaking her head, Pichu returned to her binoculars and gasped, "Now it's not just a pink blob following Zelda, but a jigglypuff too!" discarding her spy gear, Pichu rolled on her back and placed an arm over her eyes, "Kill me!"

"Ok." Young Link replied, reaching for his sword. Finding it absent, he picked his boomerang instead and threw it at Pichu, only for it to glide over her and circle back to hit him in the side of the head.

Pichu sat up a minute later, scowled at the unconscious Young Link, and returned to her spying.

"What do you two think you're doing?"

Pichu jumped and dropped her binoculars, slowly looking over her shoulder to find Marh scowling down at them.

Pichu sat up and smiled sheepishly at Marth, scratching the back of her head, "Just taking a break- running the booth takes a lot of work."

Marth gestured to the binoculars, "And those?"

Pichu quickly slid them behind her back, "Pidgey watching."

Marth raised a dubious eyebrow.

"Alright." Pichu relented with a sigh, "Young Link was spying on you."

Marth glanced at Young Link's slumped form, Pichu, then shook his head, "You know what? I don't really care. I'm going home."

Just as Marth turned to walk away, Pichu hurried forward and gripped his boot, tugging him back a little. Marth gave her a questioning look.

"It's Zelda," Pichu admitted, sniffling for effect, "She's found a new cute sidekick to tag along with her and... and I just want some closure, you know? Find out what's so much cuter about this thing, find out what I did wrong." Pichu wiped an arm across her eyes, voice verging on a sob, "I just... I just don't know what else to do!"

Marth gave Pichu a bored look, "You're a good actor."

Pichu's expression broke, her shining eyes narrowing to black slits, her trembling lip tightening into a ferocious scowl.

"I didn't want to have to do this, Marth." Pichu hissed, "But you've left me no other choice. I want you to talk to Zelda, find out about this new cute sidekick, and subtlety suggest she send it packing."

Marth lifted a single dark blue eyebrow, "If you were Zelda's 'cute sidekick' as you call it, why do I rarely see the two of you together? You're with him more." Marth added with a nod towards Young Link.

Pichu gritted her teeth, "It's because of that pink blob that we haven't been spending time together."

"Isn't this the first day Kirby's been here?" Marth asked skeptically.

Pichu stroked her chin, muttering to herself, "So it's name is Kirby..." she turned her attention back to Marth, "It's irrelevant how long that thing's been here. It created a rift between me and Zelda. Now, I can fix that, if I get the right chance. You're job is to provide me with that chance by getting rid of the pink blob."

"And why would I do that?" Marth asked tiredly.

Here, Pichu grinned so maliciously Marth almost flinched. The little yellow pokemon turned away to riffle in her green backpack a moment. When she turned around, she was holding five pictures out to Marth.

Accepting them, Marth took one glance and his face went bone white.

"That's why, Marth." Pichu smirked with glinting black eyes, "If you don't do what I say, those are going online."

Marth swallowed.

"So you'll do what I say?"

Sullenly, Marth nodded. Pichu's smirk widened.

"You can keep those." she said, waving to the pictures in Marth's hands as she put away her binoculars, "I have plenty more."

Numb, Marth wandered away, slowly crumbling the pictures in his hands, vowing to burn them and Pichu if he ever got the chance.

Pichu was heaving her backpack over her shoulder when Young Link woke up. He rubbed his eyes groggily and stifled a yawn.

Looking Young Link over, Pichu said: "Marth's wearing red today." and walked away.

Young Link stared after Pichu blankly. Then he started to cry.