SJ: -Gives cookies out to reviewers- I'm so glad you thought my first shot at a non-couple tribute was good! You made SJ a happy, happy author! And that means…more stories! Yay!
Samus: -Still in closet, but has stopped pounding on the door- …Can I come out now?
No! Not until later! X.X –Looks at readers- Thanks for all your lovely reviews. :3 I'm glad that you're all being nice about the different couples, and aren't flaming about how other couples are better. 3 Kudos go out to you for that! I hope this story will continue to be successful, and I still have your requests to do!
-THE LIST-
Turquoise Lunarian: Young Link x NanaSJ: Awww! A little story with those two? Of course I'll make one for you! Look forward to an awkward, and shy Young Link and lovesick Nana! XD
Falcored: Mr. Game and Watch x SamusSJ: Ooh, that sounds a bit challenging…especially when you have a 2-D figure that only speaks in beeps, and a bounty hunter who may get annoyed…hm. Why not? I'll give it a shot, and if it works out, I'll post it up! 3 Thanks for the suggestion!
Aztec luv: Mewtwo x SamusEven though I don't support the pairing, it was fun to write this. 3 XD I just hope I got Mewtwo's attitude right. –Sweatdrops- There's a hint of Kirby x Jigglypuff (in a weird kind of way) in there, but I didn't really work on that enough to call it a REAL couple. ; But, I wrote it for you anyway, so enjoy!
Yup. There you go…those are the requests I have so far. Don't be shy to request people! XD And remember, the couples don't HAVE to have Samus in them since a lot of you have the bounty hunter in 'em.
First up: Aztec luv's request! Enjoy!
Title: 'Thank You'Couple: Mewtwo x Samus, slight, very slight, Kirby x Jigglypuff
Summary: He's supposed to be emotionless. Alone. Independent. But when he saves a certain bounty hunter during a Melee, something inside him changes…
Dedication: Aztec luv, by request.
"The next match will be in ten minutes, as a Super Sudden Death Melee. The fighters fighting today are Mewtwo, Samus, Kirby and Jigglypuff; please report to the Prep. Room, and prepare, and the rest of you head towards the arena and gets in your seats."
She sighs, and checks all her suit's systems over one more time as she stands beside her platform; she doesn't feel confident about the match, nor does she like the fact that she's battling alongside the one Smasher who hates being with a partner.
Mewtwo.
How the bloody hell was she supposed to win if her partner didn't even want to work with her? She couldn't win by herself!
Heck, I'll be lucky if I don't become the laughing stock when we loose to the two pink puffballs, she thinks bitterly, and, after knowing that everything in her system is at 100, she hops onto the platform.
Her emerald eyes dart to the side and she sees Kirby and Jigglypuff high-fiving; a sure sign of partnership. This makes her scowl even more, and she folds her arms.
I'll punch Roy out if he even dares to mock me when we loose, she decides, fuming silently.
The door opens, and she glances over in its direction to see Mewtwo float through. He says nothing to her, and merely floats to his platform, getting on top of it and standing there silently; he mimics her stance, and folds his arms as well, staring straight forward at the wall.
They're both quiet until finally she can't take it anymore; she has to say something to him, or else she knows she'll be distracted during the fight.
So, she says rather dryly to him, "Whom are you going to fight? Kirby or Jigglypuff?"
He doesn't look at her, but his psychic voice fills the air nonetheless.
"It does not matter to me…why do you ask?"
She holds back the urge to snap at him, and forces her voice to remain flat, and as calm as possible.
"I'm asking you so we can just concentrate on fighting our own opponent separately," she mutters. "I know how much you hate working with people in battles, so we might as well just fight on our own."
He scoffs, and closes his eyes. "Do as you wish, human. Simply do not get in my way."
The annoying little…! She begins to think, but stops when he speaks again.
"You aren't very smart, are you? I'm psychic. I can read minds."
"Not very smart?" she echoes, dumbstruck for a moment. Then, she grows angry. "You son of a…"
"Keep your anger to a minimal," he cuts her off curtly, "or else you'll get distracted, and eventually be a burden to me."
The nerve of him!
She scowls darkly, and is about to reply when the platforms begin to glow.
The match is starting.
"I'm taking Jigglypuff," is all she says to him, and he makes a noise of reply.
I'll take that as a yes, she thinks to him.
Take it as whatever you like…I. Do. Not. Care, he replies back, his voice inside her mind.
And as the platforms are teleported, she wonders if he would care if she punches his face in.
"3…2…1…GO!"
She launches out quicker than he does and rams herself into Jigglypuff, sending the Pokemon flying almost immediately, despite her effort to get back to the ledge of the Battlefield. She watches as the pink puffball turns into a star, and turns around to prepare herself for her return when she feels her body flying forward, her back aflame.
What…! Is all she can think before she's knocked out. She's dizzy for a few seconds before she returns, and she leaps down from the platform in time to see Mewtwo knocking both Kirby and Jigglypuff out with his dark powers.
"What was that about!" she demands, standing beside him. "You were supposed to be taking care of Kirby! He knocked me out!"
He doesn't reply, and instead jumps up onto a ledge just as their opponents return. Her hand curls into a fist and she curses, feeling her anger rise to her limits.
"Damn it all!" she cries, swinging her fist into one of the puffballs (she wasn't quite sure which one it was) as hard as she could, and was satisfied to hear Kirby's squeak of surprise as he was K.O.ed. She begins to power up her blast, quickly rolling out of the way of Jigglypuff's attack, and blasting her once she's finished.
Where the hell are you, Mewtwo! She tries to think to him as she moves away from Kirby's sucking mouth. I'm fighting by myself here!
But she doesn't realize she's at the edge, and almost topples off. "Whoa-!" she cries, flailing her arms to try and get her balance back.
That's all it took.
Her eyes widen as she sees Kirby jump out of the way and Jigglypuff swerve in to deliver a hard slap to her.
She falls.
Crap-! She thinks, desperately trying to grab onto the ledge; her fingers graze it, but she can't get a good grip and starts falling again. She tries to jump back up and even does her Screw Attack for an extra boost, but Jigglypuff knocks her down again, and she can't jump anymore.
No! We're tied for the match, and if I get K.O.ed…she begins to think, trailing off as she tumbles down.
To her horror (and anger), the numbers up in the scoreboard for the time turn red.
15 seconds…14 seconds…13 seconds…12 seconds…
Shit! We're going to lose, and…She hears Kirby and Jigglypuff's joined cries as they're knocked out, and feels her jerk to a stop just before she's about to be K.O.ed.
Eh…? She wonders, but feels herself moving again; however, this time she heads back up towards the ledge, instead of down, and soon she feels her feet touch the ground once more.
"What the…" she trails off at seeing Mewtwo standing there in front of her; his eyes glow blue, and for the first time she realizes there's a faint blue outline around her, soon fading once his eyes go back to their normal purple color.
She's stunned, and dumbfounded. "You…saved me?" she asks, blinking.
He doesn't reply.
"5…4…3…2…1…TIME! This game's winner is…RED TEAM!"
The crowd bursts into cheers, but she just stares at him, eyes wide underneath her helmet. He stares back at her for a split second before closing his own oculars, and turning away.
"I only saved you because we would've lost if you had fallen," he says finally. "And I know how much you love to win."
And he floats away, leaving her stunned.
He's about to go into his room when he hears somebody cry, "Mewtwo!" and he stops, looking back to see the bounty hunter dashing towards him. She's still in her suit, but has her helmet off, and doesn't move nor say anything when she stops in front of him, panting.
"I j-just want to ask you," she breathes, and swallows. "D…Did you really just save me because of the battle?"
"I told you my reason already," he replies, and makes a move to go into his room. "I know how much you love to win."
"Wait!" she cries, seeing him open the door with his psychic powers, and grabs his arm.
He freezes, feeling her hand on his arm; nobody dares to touch him, but now…
She tightens her grip on his arm. "I don't say this very often, but…" she hesitates before smiling a bit, and looking at him gratefully. "…Thanks. Thank-you for saving me. You don't know how happy I am to have won that battle."
He's quiet for a moment before nodding, feeling rather uncomfortable under her touch; he pulls away, and allows his tone to become a little more softer, feeling his emotions go haywire.
Silly human emotions…
"…You're welcome," he manages to say. "Now…if you don't mind, I would like to be alone…"
She blinks before realizing what he means. "Oh! Yeah, sure…" she smiles at him again, before it turns into a smirk. "Y'know, you're not half-bad…in character, and battle. Maybe next time we'll actually work together a bit more?"
"Perhaps," he answers, and is about to go inside when she holds out her hand.
"Shake on it," she says firmly, and he stares at her as if she's crazy. She begins to explain. "Promise me, so I know that I haven't gone crazy and that Mr. Cold Shoulder is actually going to work as a team with me next time we're partners."
He sighs and holds out his hand awkwardly. She clasps it, and shakes it hard, smirking widely; he feels his whole arm grow warm, and soon his whole body as well.
"Good," she says, satisfied. Then she lets go, and his body goes back to normal. She nods to him, and then strolls away, her helmet underneath her arm.
He watches her walk away, and then looks at her hand. A small smirk appears on his lips, and he walks into his room.
She certainly has a way to shock people…he thinks, and closes the door, along with his thoughts.
And a way to change them, too, is the last thing he thinks, before he the door clicks completely shut.
+fin+
