100 Smashin' Ways
by AAR
Cliff
A high steep face of a rock
Snake stood on the edge of a cliff, peering down at the sentient robots below them. They were all beeping in their own language and were surrounding what he perceived to be Samus's ship.
How could he tell? The bright colors that was similar to her suit. Snake observed to himself, "That girl needs a lesson in camouflage. She doesn't understand the concept of stealth."
"You said something about my ship?"
Speak of the devil, and the devil will come. Snake cursed his luck, and changed the topic. "Nope, they just look like they're going to take it apart."
Author's Notes: Screw it, I thought, I'm just going to upload everything up to ninety-nine tomorrow, and then I'll finish that Midna thing. I'm tired of this story, and I have other things to do, damn it!