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Chapter 17

End of the First Day

"So, since this is your first day, how did you like the Smash Bros.?" Luigi asked as the six left the dining room. "Okay, good, great, terrible, bad?"

"Okay," Graystripe said. "I think I'm speaking for Firestar too when I say we're not exactly thrilled by all this."

"Fair enough," Luigi said, nodding.

"I wouldn't think they'd be thrilled," said a voice behind them. They turned to see Master Hand floating there.

"What is it, Master Hand?" Mario asked.

"Well, we just need to sort out where Firestar and Graystripe are going to sleep tonight."

"They can share our room," Luigi said, looking at the giant hand.

"Okay, I guess that can work out," Master Hand said. "Firestar, Graystripe, are you two comfortable with that?"

"As comfortable as anywhere else," Firestar answered.

"Then that's all good."

"Anything else?"

"Yes. I just received evidence that Scourge took something when he ran. Zelda, you might want to look through your room to check on that."

"Thank you, Master Hand," Zelda said. "I'll do that."

"Good night, then. I'm going back to my room, and I'll have to make sure Crazy stays with me tonight."

"Good idea," Link said. "That hand can cause complete havoc when he catches you off guard."

"Like bringing two warriors to life, for instance?" Master Hand asked, looking at Zelda.

"Yeah, little things like that," she answered.

"Well, you should get to your rooms," Master Hand continued. "If you see Crazy, tell him I was looking for him, would you? He's crazy, but he'll probably come to our room."

"We'll keep it in mind," Mario said. "See you, Link, Zelda."

With that they all went back to their rooms.

XXXX

"Are we going to have to stay in your room?" Firestar asked, as they approached it.

"Master Hand usually puts two smashers in each room," Luigi said. "You two will probably be in the same room."

"That sounds good," Firestar said. "What do you think, Graystripe?"

"Yeah. One thing I have to ask: will we be in any brawls?"

"That all depends," Luigi said. "Not everyone who stays here has to be in brawls. Some people just come and go. I think Taebus, if you remember him, brawls sometimes when he comes here, but I can't see Master Hand making you brawl if you didn't want to."

By this time, they had come to Mario and Luigi's room. "Here we are," Mario said, opening the door. "Until Master Hand gets you two your room, what's ours is yours, unless there's some reason for it not to be."

The four all came in. Firestar and Graystripe looked around. "Do you mind if we sleep on the ground?"

"Why?" Luigi asked.

"It just feels more like home," Graystripe answered.

"That's fine," Mario said, throwing himself on his bed. "I know I'd want to feel close to home if I was in you two's situation. But I think you should at least take some blankets. It's how we keep warm at night." He tossed them both a couple of blankets.

"Hey, who's this guy?" Firestar asked, looking at a picture on the wall.

"Who?" Luigi asked. Seeing the picture, he said, "Oh, him. That's just Jesus Christ, one of the greatest people in history."

"What did he do that made him good?"

"Well, if he was in the clans, he could have walked up to Cinderpelt after her accident, told her to get up and start hunting, and she would do it. She would be able to just as easily as before. He did it in history. He did other things, too. He healed sick people, he told blind people to see, and they could. He told deaf people to hear, and they could. He was, in every way, awesome. It makes me wonder why he died the way he did."

"How did he die?"

"You don't want to know," Luigi said. "Trust me."

"So he's dead now?"

"No," Mario said. "He was God's son. A few days after he was killed, his grave was found empty. He was just visiting us for a while, then he went back to Heaven. That's our name for Starclan," he added, answering the unasked question.

"You want to turn on a movie, Mario?" Luigi asked.

"No, maybe tomorrow," Mario replied.

"Okay," Luigi said, laying down. Firestar and Graystripe both chose spots on the ground and lay down too.

"Hey, Mario, want to play Guess that Line?" Luigi asked.

"What's that?" Graystripe asked.

"That's where one of us says a line from a movie, and the other guesses where it came from," Mario said. "Sure, Luigi. But just for a bit, okay?"

"Right. How about this: 'Death therapy. It's a guaranteed cure.'"

"Leo Marvin, What About Bob?," Mario said. "We just watched that movie, what, three nights ago?"

"What's What About Bob?" Graystripe asked.

"That could take a while to explain," Mario said. "Try and guess this, Luigi: 'I think I am Poseidon's son.'"

"Percy Jackson, The Lightning Theif," Luigi answered. "That's the movie that I was watching last night, when I saw Scourge."

"Where was I?"

"You fell asleep as soon as you lay down."

"Oh," Mario said. "I guess I was really tired."

"I'd say so," Graystripe said on the ground. "I don't think anyone back at Thunderclan or Riverclan fell asleep as soon as they lay down, and I doubt they did in Windclan or Shadowclan either."

"You have a point?" Mario asked, looking down at him.

"No, not really," Graystripe said. "Are you two done with your game?"

"Yeah," Mario answered. "You done, Luigi?"

"Whatever," Luigi said, taking off his hat. "Good night."

"Good night, then," Mario said, taking off his hat too. With this, he turned off the light.

Well, that's it for now. Thanks to everyone who's supporting this story. Please R&R, but flames are bad. Constructive criticism is fine. Gamer4 out.