Christmas Angel-An SSBB Fanfic
Chapter 2
Samus awoke with a monstrous yawn. It was about four-thirty in the morning, which was late for her. She slowly removed herself from her warm sheets, and was about to use the restroom when she spied a small note resting on her dresser. As she neared it, she could discern a Smash Ball stamp and elegant trimmings gracing the mysterious slip of paper. Samus realized what it meant. She had been selected for the brawl today. This week had mainly been focusing on team brawls, so she was to have a partner. She couldn't wait to see who she was going to be able to outdo today. However, her dastardly feeling of competition melted into a somewhat unwelcome feeling of bliss as she read the note.
Tuesday
Team Battle Stage: Bridge of Eldin
Samus Lucario
and vs. and
Pit Captain Falcon
Samus knew Pit's fighting style. His complex, two-blade system was not easily countered, as he could strike quickly and repeatedly. Having brawled with him before, she knew all of this firsthand.
Since she now knew that she had a match today, she took a quick shower, donned a white T-shirt, skinny jeans, and a beige sweater before braving the cold on the way to the gym. When she arrived, she could see a single light softly illuminating the center of Smash Manor's lovely training facility. Samus grumbled to herself, wondering who could have possibly got here earlier than her.
She silently slipped through the gym doors, and was almost surprised to see Pit, standing solitarily in the center of the floor, who had just cut a sandbag to ribbons with his bow halves. Suddenly, a small target popped up about forty yards away from the angel. The noise surprised Samus, but Pit merely swiveled his head towards the source of the sound. At a bewildering speed, he combined the two halves of his bow, drew back and fired a pulsing blue arrow that seemingly came out of thin air. The arrow blazed through the air, colliding head-on with the target and leaving it nothing more than a smoldering heap.
Bullseye.
Samus watched in quiet amazement as several more targets flew into the air, and as Pit skillfully managed to peg each one dead center.
The room fell eerily silent. They both knew what happened next. From one of the random ports on the walls, an incredibly small and blazing fast target was fired across the room. Only three people had managed to hit that elusive target until now: Link, Sonic, and Samus herself. Many times had people before destroyed the first four targets and failed to even notice the fifth one as it shot through the air. But Pit knew, and he pulled back an arrow, ready for it.
A small click was heard coming from the far side of the room. At near invisible speed, the small disk soared through the air, sailing directly towards the adjacent port.
Pit swiveled around at an incredible rate, immediately releasing the arrow and letting the sparkling cerulean blast slice through the still air.
A small crash rang out through the gym, followed by the sound of two smoking fragments harshly clattering to the linoleum floor. Pit, setting down his bow, strolled over and picked up the two shards. It was the target, cut straight through the middle.
A clean cut. Just the way Pit liked it.
"Wow." Samus manage to choke out after her awed silence. "Even I had trouble with that one."
Pit turned, surprised, and blushed at her compliment.
"Thanks." He replied softly.
There was a pause. Samus remembered why she had come here in the first place.
"Spar?" She asked in that steely voice that Pit loved so much.
"You sure? You're a little out of my league, don't you think?"
"Practice makes perfect."
Pit, realizing that Samus probably wouldn't let him leave without fighting her, silently gave into her demands. They both laid their weapons down and met each other on one of the mats.
Pit was much faster than the bounty hunter expected, and it seemed that as soon as the fight began, Samus was in headlock on the ground, Pit firmly holding her in place.
While he got the first shot, Samus recovered quickly, slipping out of Pit's grasp and forcefully working him into a half nelson.
With a powerful jump, Samus executed a side flip/body slam hybrid that knocked the wind out of the angel as he was harshly thrown to the mat. She yanked on his arm, painfully pinning it behind his back while holding his other one down against the ground. He squirmed around frantically, desperately attempting to remove himself from the crushing hold of the woman on top of him. However, Samus was steady, and all Pit's wriggling gained him was a sharp tug on his pinned arm. Eventually, his wings drooped in defeat. The blonde leaned down to seethe evilly into Pit's ear.
"I win."
Pit, who was still in pain and wondering how that last move was even possible, could only stagger to his feet and smile weakly at Samus, who had released him from her death grip.
She smiled back.
Morning sunlight was beginning to trickle in through one of the glass doors, and it found a perfect resting place on the plumes of Pit's wings.
God… Samus thought. His wings are just… perfect….The brunette had turned to pick up his bow, giving Samus just the right amount of time to marvel at his feathery adornments.
They were just so… pure. They were the same brilliant, unsoiled white as the freshly fallen snow outside. With every step Pit took, the quills on his wings ruffled, creating a soft sound that was somewhat melodic to Samus' ears. The rays of light that shone through the doors hit the wings at just the perfect angle, causing the silvery feathers to reflect it as if they gave off their own glow.
Pit turned around, and Samus averted her gaze in the nick of time.
He extended his hand and said to blonde, "Mind if I walk you to the cafeteria?"
Samus smiled, and graciously rested her hand in his.
Suddenly, the door swung open, sending a frosty blast of freezing air and snow at the unsuspecting angel. He hurriedly tucked in his wings and shivered.
A bright young lady, dressed from head to toe in pink, smiled warmly at the two.
"Well, look at this cute couple!" Her shrill voice rang out through the building, making Pit cringe and Samus shudder.
It was Princess Peach, the beloved ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom, and Mario's soul mate. While she was pleasant and elegant just the same, her voice could be used as a dog whistle.
She looked Pit over. "My, he's awfully young. Are you sure about this, Sammy?" The princess chimed bluntly.
Both Pit and Samus were mortified. Pit scratched the back of his neck, looked away, and turned a deep crimson red. Samus wanted to punch the princess in the face, partly because she didn't know Pit's real age, but mainly because she had just called her Sammy.
A long silence passed. Pit eventually mustered up the courage to simply shuffle past the princess, with Samus hot on his heels.
Peach was left alone in the gym with a slightly insulted look on her face.
The walk back to the cafeteria was, as one might expect, sensationally awkward. However, when Pit could take it no longer, he extended his open palm to Samus. She smiled, placed her hand in his, and the two continued their leisurely walk through the snowy grounds.
"Such a gentleman…" Samus thought to herself, blushing slightly.