Theme: 51. Sport
Pairing: PeachxIke
Summary: Delicate princesses don't swing bats, clubs, or tennis rackets, dribble basket balls or kick soccer balls. Peach definitely wasn't delicate.
Rating: K

AN: Oh my God, IkexPeach! IT RETURNS!!!

Damnit, I wish I was closer to finishing this edition. :/

How many sports games are there of Mario? There's golf, baseball, tennis, basketball, soccer, go karting...I know I'm missing something.

Slight sequel to Expectations in chapter 4.

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"Yeah right," Ike said to his friend, Marth. "Princesses can fight, but they wouldn't actually do anything physical and straining for FUN."

"Is that a stereotype, Ike?" Marth asked. "Besides, I'm surprised you had no idea, considering Peach has been close to you for a while. I thought you got to know her."

"We have not," Ike snapped. "Been so close that we know each other inside and out. That's what she has her female friends for."

Marth rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead. "You idiot. Just because she's a princess doesn't mean she's dainty. My fiancee loves a good spar and Zelda does too. Peach doesn't use a sword, but she has a lot of physical activities in her world. They're sports, just like friendly sword fighting."

"So?" Ike retorted.

"Ugh. You have to see it to believe it, don't you?" Marth asked. Ike nodded and the blue haired prince sighed. "Fine. Ask Peach about tennis or baseball or golf. You'll never hear the end of it."

"Thanks for the warning," Ike said.

"And if you need anymore proof on Peach's strength, look behind you."

"Huh?" Ike whirled around to see Peach heading his way. Instead of her usual pink frilled dress, she donned a pair of pink shorts and a pink tank top. Her high heels were replaced by tennis shoes and she had a ponytail in her hair. She was also holding one of her weapons in her hand.

"Hi Ike!!" Peach waved. "Hi Marth!"

"Hello, Princess Peach," Marth greeted her. Ike mumbled a greeting, but he couldn't pull his eyes off Peach's exposed curves and sudden bold appearance. Did princesses usually dress like this? Elincia sure didn't.

"I was just about to head down to the tennis court for a game with Bowser. Care to observe?" Peach asked.

"I wouldn't mind," Marth said. "But are you sure you should be playing with Bowser?"

"Of course! He's not always an evil turtle king. He's quite a good opponent in tennis and golf," Peach said, smiling. She turned her attention to the mercenary and added, "Will you come too, Ike?"

"I, uh..."

"Yes, he will be there," Marth quickly answered. Peach's eyes lit up and she hugged Ike.

"Thanks, Ike! You too, Marth! I'll see you outside!" the Mushroom princess giggled and rushed out. Marth stared at Ike, who was staring after Peach and, when Peach was completely out of earshot, yelled, "TELLIUS TO IKE, CAN YOU READ ME? SHE'S JUST A GIRL-OW!!"

"Shut up, you royal brat," Ike grumbled, unclenching his fist.

Marth rubbed his eye, which was starting to turn black and blue. "Was that NECESSARY?"

"Was yelling in my ear necessary?"

Marth chose to ignore that. "Whatever. Just get outside, so you can start watching Peach get physical...and sweaty."

"Get out of here!" Ike growled. Marth snorted and went to the kitchen to get some ice. That idiot prince thought he was an expert on girls all because he had a girlfriend who became his fiancee. Now he had it in his head that Ike and Peach were a couple because Ike had danced with her at the last party. True Peach and him had started to become good friends, but Ike didn't think he was Peach's new boyfriend or anything.

The mercenary sighed and left the living room of the castle. Marth had pretty much promised Peach Ike would come out and watch her, so Ike figured he didn't have a choice now.

He could already hear the slams of the tennis ball going back and forth and was shocked to hear how loud and intense the game sounded. It wasn't just a game of hit the ball, it was rough and serious.

"Give up, Peach!" Bowser roared.

"Nuh-uh! Hi-ya!" Peach countered.

Ike noticed Pit and Zelda were also watching, so he chose to sit close to them. Zelda was Peach's close friend, so he decided to question her. "Hey Zelda. Does Peach always do things this...physical?"

"Hello to you too, Ike," Pit muttered. Zelda patted him on the arm and turned her attention to Ike.

"Yup. Always. It's weird, because she always seems fussy about fighting, but she'll jump at the chance to play a rough sport. I wouldn't even try this and I like the fighting," Zelda replied.

Ike took this information in and continued to watch Peach. Many of the females he knew from Tellius were interested in fighting with swords or various other weapons, but Peach was becoming a whole new woman on her own. Then again, Ike didn't have much experience with girls.

Suddenly, Peach jumped up and hit the ball with such an intensity that it caught on fire and slammed right into the ground, just a few inches from Bowser's foot. She grinned at the face Bowser gave her and simply said, "Game set and match! I win!"

Pit's eyes widened and Zelda gasped. Ike sweat-dropped as Peach left the court, humming the Mushroom Kingdom theme.

If he was going to be her boyfriend, he had to remind himself every minute to never get her mad. Or else Wac-an-Ike would become a new sport.

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I find I'm pushing myself to finish these themes. It's become a real bummer now.

I'm sorry. My creativity for this fandom has really dried up and out. This edition's themes are a real struggle. I'm going to focus on finishing one edition at a time.

Also, I do not support domestic violence. I'd never write about it. But Ike is clueless about girls (to me), so I'm pretty sure he'd be afraid of a not-so-delicate Peach getting violent.

The next theme shall be 9. Drive and it involves Peach putting her Mario Kart skillz to use...in a regular car with Ike, Pit, Zelda, Snake and Samus inside it. You know where this is going, folks. It'll probably be more stupid than romantic.