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Zelda hated being kidnapped. It was boring and tedious and above all, a waste of time. And what was worse, she couldn't sleep.

She tried, of course, but the villain always kept her in a horribly plain room with a wooden bed, or some kind of tasteless dungeon. And even when she had a nice room, with a canopy bed and unsuit bathroom, the villain tended to be a self-important ass who found it entertaining to march into her room while she was trying to sleep and rant about his plans and how powerful and intelligent he was.

It was a dungeon, this time, with a pile of hay for bedding. She rolled her eyes when she woke up on the hay, then her temper started to flare. Tomorrow was her sleeping day.

If someone didn't rescue her soon, she was going to burn this place to the ground.

Of course, she didn't realize the dungeon was made of bricks when this thought passed through her head.

A few minutes later, Ganondorf appeared, hands clasped behind his straight back, looking immensely pleased as he stopped and smirked at her through the bars.

"Well, well, if it isn't-"

Zelda didn't wait for him to finish. She just walked up to the bars and shoved hay into his mouth.

"This isn't bedding." she snapped, "This is fodder. For horses"

Ganondorf spit out the hay, eyes flaming on her, "I'm not a horse."

"I never said you were." Zelda replied, scowling.

Ganondorf seethed, "You implied it! You force-feed me hay then say," and here he rose his voice in a high-pitched mimic, "'This is fodder. For horses.'"

"Stop being childish." Zelda snapped, "And I didn't do that to make a point. I did that to shut you up."

Ganondorf bristled and, stepping back from the bars, tried to regain some of his dignity as he flashed another smirk, "Would you like to meet my minion, Zelda? The one that brought about your demise?"

"No." Zelda said, "I'd like a proper bed and for you to go away."

Ganondorf ground his teeth. Every time he kidnapped her she got more and more lippy. Teenagers these days.

"I will introduce him anyways! Kir-" he started, turning to bring forth his minion, only to find the hall empty. He searched up and down, but couldn't find the shape-shifter anywhere.

Ganondorf turned back to Zelda with a scowl, "I'll send him done with dinner later. You two can get acquainted then."

"Forget dinner!" Zelda yelled after the disappearing Ganondorf, "I want a better bed!"

Her only reply being the slamming of the dungeon door, Zelda slunk back and sat against the wall, glaring moodily at the very flammable hay.

A moment later she was sitting next to a cozy fire.

-(space)-

"What do you mean we can't go out and look for her?"

Mewtwo, sitting at his desk, regarded Marth solemnly, "I've done everything I can for now. We've sent out special operatives, but for the time being everyone must stay within Smash Stadium.

"But she was captured!" Marth pressed.

Mewtwo's face was impassive, "We can't allow anyone off the premises until the threat has been identified and eliminated. We are also in the middle of a tournament. Even under normal circumstances, we couldn't allow participants to leave."

"Well I'm not a participant anymore!" Marth countered, but Mewtwo just shook his head.

"I'm sorry Marth, I really am. But because you were a participant, and the tournament hasn't been completed yet... it's the rules. We can't get around them."

"But-" Marth started, then something dawned on him, "Wait... the tournament hasn't been postponed?"

Mewtwo shook his head again, "It hasn't, no. We can only postpone the tournament if there's something wrong with the fighting arena, or if we can't access it."

"So that means..." Marth's eyes widened, then slanted into a fierce glare on Mewtwo, "Then Roy would win by default if Zelda doesn't show up!"

"I'm afraid so." Mewtwo said.

"But that's not fair!" Link shouted, who was kneeling beside Mewtwo, finger still firmly pressed on the green button.

Mewtwo sent him an irritated scowl, "You can get up now."

Link got up.

"And take your finger off the button."

Almost sullenly, Link raised his hand.

"Now both of you," Mewtwo said, looking from Marth to Link, "Get out of my office."

Marth scowled at Mewtwo, then turned on his heels and strode out the door, Link on his heels. When they arrived in the hall, Marth kept on walking.

"Where are you going?" Link demanded.

"To find Zelda!" Marth snapped.

"But you don't even have a sling shot!" Link yelled, running after him. Marth sent him withering look, but Link held his ground, "I'm coming with you."

Marth considered this. He didn't want Link with him, but the elf had a knack for being able to track down Zelda. Plus he could make a noble sacrifice and excellent shield if the need arose.

"Fine." Marth growled between gritted teeth, still unhappy with the decision.

Surprised, Link stopped a moment, then hurried after Marth again, frowning now, "I'm the one who always saves Zelda, after all. Did you know we're going to get married?"

Marth slanted his eyes towards Link, "Does Zelda know this?"

"Nope." Link replied, "I haven't told anyone yet. I figure people always love marriage announcements, so I'd give Zelda the chance to enjoy it too."

Marth snorted and kept walking.

-(space)-

Back in Master Hand's office, Mewtwo picked up the phone and pressed the red button.

"Princess Zelda has been captured." He said, "Release the Wire Frames."

:O What could possibly happen next?

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