Montage Time
When we need to get somebody's skills up to scratch within a short amount of time, you just need a montage. So yes there will be cheesy music in this chapter.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, or the musical accompaniment.
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"Well how is our resident trainer doing?" Master Hand asked Samus in a surprisingly cheery tone. Catching her walking past his office back to the arena. Captain Falcon wanted a rematch, saying that no-one: man or woman could stand up to the FALCON PUNCH! And yes he really did shout those last two words, along with punching a poor defensless pot plant into orbit.
"Badly." She said completely deadpan.
"Surely it can't be that bad can it?"
"You gave me two princesses and tried to get me to turn them into prize fighters!"
"Aren't you going to then? If not for me but their own safety, I mean the pre-tournement warn up matches start next month. If they're not ready they may get hurt in their respective matches."
"So? By then you'll have that medical centre up and running, any injuries they get will be healed up…" Samus dismissed.
"…And then Link kills us both." Master Hand completed in a tone people often use when they sense incoming doom.
"Wait, what?" Samus asked, taken aback a bit.
"Link has basically threatened to end my life if his princess is hurt or in danger, probably doesn't want to be a virgin for the entire duration of his stay or something, and since I'm never one to go down alone you're gonna get the Master Sword special with the side order of light arrows complete with a bomb and boomerang garnish as well here, and I'm trying to stay on the 'no weapons' diet."
"So not only do I have to train two Princesses how to fight against their heroes which they'll probably forget the next time they get kidnapped I have to do it in four weeks or Link will try and kill me for it, possibly Mario depending on how badly it goes but definitely Link."
"Hey it's not all bad news I've organized something to help get it done quicker." Master Hand reassured her, Samus was not so convinced.
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"Risin' up, back on the street"
"That's a bit on the slow side Zelda, you'll have to do it faster if you want to actually hit something in the heat of battle." Samus told the Hyilian princess as she tried to punch the dummy, remembering the proper way to do it without hurting her hand.
"Did my time, took my chances
Went the distance, now I'm back on my feet"
"Hmm, while your physically weak, try using your magic abilities to boost your strength like the power suit does to me." Samus told her, the next time instead of punching or slapping the dummy she held out her palm and let a few sparks do the work for her.
"Just a man and his will to survive"
"Hi-ya!" Peach shouted using a forehand and backhand combo of slaps.
"Well your slapping technique has improved, I suppose that's something."
"So many times, it happens too fast
You change your passion for glory"
"Okay, now try and kick the dummy," Samus told Peach who kicked it right between the legs and ended up hopping on one foot "well it would have worked had it been an actual person there."
"Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive"
"We're supposed to do this?" Peach asked, looking at the race to the finish course.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Samus asked tilting her head towards Peach who faltered under the gaze somewhat.
"Nope! None at all."
"Good."
"It's the eye of the tiger; it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival"
"No fair! I can't just float over these things!" Zelda shouted as Peach just levitated over the spike traps.
"Neither can I yet I've completed the course in record time so get moving!"
"And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger"
"Hey! I can't teleport!" Peach was the one to cry fowl play this time.
"Well at least they can recover from falling off the stage." Samus muttered to herself.
"Face to face, out in the heat
Hangin' tough, stayin' hungry"
"Okay now we move up a gear," Samus said, altering the settings, soon the assault course was replaced with the battlefield arena and two wire frames "They'll be able to hit back slightly now. Who's first?" Zelda took a quick step back leaving Samus to pull PEach over as the first volunteer.
"Oh… shucks!" Peach tried to curse but found her vocabulary was lacking.
"They stack the odds 'til we take to the street
For we kill with the skill to survive"
"What did I do to deserve this?" A Toad guard asked as Peach held him out as a human shield against some wire frames.
"It's the eye of the tiger, it's the cream of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival"
"You can't stay away from it forever Zelda, you'll have to strike back harder after dodging its attack." Samus said, Zelda preferring to simply jump away from the wire frames instead of confronting them. Both of them lacked a lot of confidence in combat. Something that needed to be worked on.
"And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger"
"Falcon! Quit singing!" Fox shouted to the pilot the other side of the dining room. Who else would be singing cheesy montage songs.
"It's not me!" The pilot protested, nursing his left shoulder.
"Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive."
"You're improving but you're still not up to the standard of most of the people here." Samus said, as she took over the training simulator, setting it to 100 man melee, a relatively new feature.
"It's the eye of the tiger; it's the thrill of the fight
Risin' up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watchin' us all in the eye of the tiger
The eye of the tiger…"
"That song lasted all freaking week!" Shouted a very annoyed bounty hunter, no prizes for guessing which one
"Sorry I downloaded the extra special Montage collection; I've got a different track if you're just tired of Survivor." Master Hand offered.
"You're the best, around
Nothings ever gonna take you down!"
"No thank you." Samus said, walking out
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It was either that or "Gonna fly now." Which I may yet use in this fic. MWA-HA-HA-HA