CHAPTER FIVE
Samus, Peach, and Zelda walked down the hall, giggling like mad but trying to cover it up, for the sake of their bleary-eyed teammates.
"Oh, my gosh, that totally reminds of this one time when Mario wanted something to drink, so he went down to the dock to get it and when he came back, he fell and the margarita landed on his head! It all poured down his face and it was hilarious!"
More giggles erupted from the girls, but they were quickly silenced by a backwards glare from Falco. The three looked at each other, grinning while laughs were barely contained. Peach let out a small breath, then asked quietly, "Room one, right?"
Samus gasped out, "Yeah."
"Well, how do we open it?" Zelda breathed, examining the door from all angles.
"A gun?"
"Magic?"
"A butt bounce?" Samus asked. Their bodies started shaking with silent laughter. Peach put her hands on her hips and shook her finger at Samus.
"Oh, my God, Peach, you're gonna get us a scolding from Falco!"
"Okay, seriously! How do you open this door?"
They heard a small sigh from behind them. They turned, and saw Link was standing there, watching the girls, shaking his head with his arms on his hips. He reached for Zelda's hand and gave it a small squeeze, which did not escape the attention of Samus and Peach. Ignoring their 'woohoos!', he gently pressed Zelda's hand onto the door panel. It beeped quietly, scanning the elf princess's fingerprint. The wooden door swung open. Zelda hustled Peach and Samus (who were still giggling) inside the room, and then she swung the door shut. It went very quiet on the other side of the door.
Zelda looked up at Link, smiling. He wrapped her in his arms. Zelda pressed her face into his shirt, and inhaled his scent, the scent of her beloved. Link put his head on top of Zelda's chocolate hair, and started to sway.
Zelda peeked up at him. "Ganondorf was pretty annoyed at us at the station."
Link grinned, closing his eyes. "And in the shuttle, too."
"Mmhmm. And that… Snake… I think it is. Him too. I heard something about… two teens on a first date?"
"Why wouldn't they be annoyed? They don't have any girl at all, and here is the prettiest one in my arms!"
"You, a peasant wood-elf!"
Link chuckled, and then kissed the top of her head lightly. "How do you feel about all of this? And do you know what was with those people at the station today? That was weird…"
"I don't know. They have never done that before, have they?"
"No. And I hope they don't do it again."
Zelda pulled her head back a little. "Who are you rooming with again?"
"The angel and Red." He sighed. Then a mischievous smile crept over his features. "But you, however, have the worst ones. The giggle-ers."
"Hahaha. They 're funny, so they will make me laugh when I am feeling upset."
Link pulled Zelda away, a frown on his face. "And I don't?"
Her fingers traced his lips, making him smile a little. "Of course you do, silly! I just, oh, I don't know, need some girl time."
Link grinned even bigger. "Talking about make-up and who likes who, and-"
"And doing each other's hair, and manicures and pedicures, and all sorts of girl talk!" Zelda finished, laughing softly. She looked up at him shyly, and then stood on her toes to peck Link softly on the lips. He paused, and then grinned and pulled her closer. Zelda put her arms around his neck, giggling.
Peach and Samus were shoving each other for the best view from the small peephole. Finally, Samus said, "Step back a little." Peach backed up with an interested, but slightly worried expression on her face. Samus aimed a little laser at the peephole, and began to expand it enough so two people could watch.
"Wait, they'll notice!" Peach hissed.
Samus grinned, "No. I mean, they are both pretty caught up in… well, what they're doing currently, if you haven't noticed."
Peach grinned and stood with her eye to the newly-expanded peephole, and Samus joined her on her other side. They looked at each other when they saw Zelda and Link kissing. "Oh, isn't that the cutest thing you have ever seen?" Peach whispered, to which Samus replied, "Only up until the point where they start eating each other's faces. Then it's just weird." They both giggled.
Zelda heard the giggle and gasped away from Link. "Hey! Get away from there! Peeping toms!" she said, opening the door and hearing the gasps and squeals. She paused with her hand still on the door, turned and kissed Link one last time on his mouth. As she pulled away, or rather, as she was being pulled away, she waved and said, "Good night, Link." He smiled, arms crossed as he watched his girlfriend shooing her two roommates from the door. He chuckled before heading down to his room.
"Peach! I cannot believe you talked me into watching them make out!"
"Oh, don't kid yourself, Samus! You had the little laser thingy! Your fault!"
Zelda leaned against the door, watching her roommates pointing fingers at each other. "Oh, it's all right." She said, while slowly walking to one of the beds. She started grinning as she fingered the fringe on the largest pillow.
It worked. Peach and Samus let down their guard, and crept closer to Zelda. As soon as they were in range, the pillows started flying. The first one hit Peach in the stomach, the second one hit Samus on her raised arms. After the initial shock wore off, Peach and Samus grabbed the nearest pillows and chased down Zelda. Who can say "Pillow fight!"?
After about forty-five minutes, and several (annoyed) knocks on the door from their neighbors, Wolf, Fox, and Falco, the girls were changed into their pajamas. Peach was in the bathroom, brushing her long, blonde hair and taking off her make-up. She was wearing a pink t-shirt with a Toad on it, and matching pink shorts. Zelda was busy scouring the bookcases for some interesting to read. She was wearing a long silk nightdress. Her headdress was resting next to Peach's crown and earrings. Samus was sitting at a desk, cleaning her Paralyzer. She had let her hair down, and it was almost the same length as Peach's. Samus was wearing blue pants and a white tank top.
"Hmm, Samus, I love your hair." Peach was standing in the doorway of the bathroom, still brushing her hair.
Samus looked at her and blushed, "Umm, thanks," and put down her gun. She flipped over to her bed, where she lay, staring off into space. Samus started when she felt another weight on her bed. She looked up. Peach was sitting at the foot of her bed, brush in hand. "Please, please, please, please, please, please, Samus!" she said, bouncing slightly. Samus sat up, "No. No. No, no way!"
"Oh, please! You have such gorgeous hair!"
"Yeah, but I don't like it like that."
"Oh, you grumpy-pants! Just let me brush it! Please, please, please, please-"
"You know, Samus, she won't stop," smiled Zelda, settling down in a chair to read the book she chose, a thick volume on the history of elves. "Ever."
Samus rolled over to look at Zelda. "Thanks for your help."
"Anytime."
Samus sighed, and then sat up, smoothing down her locks. Peach let out a small victory cry, and then sat behind her, starting to brush it gently.
"Oh, wow, it is so smooth!"
Samus just grumbled.
Zelda was lost in her book already.
All that filled the room was the soft swoosh of the brush, the occasional sound of a piece of parchment being turned, and the girls breathing.
After a while, Peach grabbed a mirror and shoved it into Samus's hand. "There you go," she breathed, "have a look at that."
Samus drew in a quick breath. Her hair looked like soft, golden waves, gently rolling down her back and framing her face, bringing out her electric blue eyes. It was glossy, smooth, and light. She turned her head this way and that, locking eyes with that beautiful creature in the glass.
"Oh, wow, Samus! You should leave your hair down more often!" Zelda said, looking up from her volume, put it down, and stood up to stretch and turn off the lights.
"You know, I think I will."
"Good. Goodnight, everyone. See you in the morning."
It was dark and silent for a few moments, until Peach muttered, "Falco will be annoyed tomorrow."
Her roommates laughed a little, before the deep breathing took its place, and they all fell straight asleep and on all their faces, a smile was held.
