A MONTH? IT'S BEEN A MONTH? *goes in corner and dies of shame* Damn my procrastinating…
On another note, this is one of my own ideas that I came up with a while ago. It's just taken a long time to come to fruition. Also, for those of you who wanted a reference to Kid Icarus: Uprising, I snuck one in for you.
Disclaimer: I don't own Super Smash Bros.
EDIT March 27, 2012: I reworded the opening scene here between Link and Pit. It was pointed out to me that it very closely resembled a scene in a different story and a small portion of it was a bit unclear, so I fixed it up. I think it's good now, but if it's not, let me know.
"Hey, Link! Look what I can do!"
Link looked up from his coffee cup to see what it was the angel wanted. With a huge grin on his face and his blue eyes sparkling, Pit held out his hand and cried again, "Look!"
Link peered closer. At first everything appeared normal, but then he noticed the two large, oblong magnets, one on either side of Pit's hand. The force of attraction between them was powerful enough that they held on to each other, even through something as thick as a hand.
As the angel beamed at his new discovery, the Hylian raised one eyebrow in mock surprise and said, "Neat. Where'd you find the magnets?"
"Wario found them lying around. There's a giant box of 'em! Marth and Samus are bringing it here," Pit finished explaining.
Link nodded his understanding, and his eyes drifted back to his cup. As he contemplated taking another drink, an idea occurred to him. He looked back up at Pit and smiled evilly.
"What?" Pit queried, half-afraid of what the answer might be.
"Guess what I was doing yesterday, Kuro?"
"Um..." Pit scratched his head. "I don't kn- wait, what?"
The Hylian snickered devilishly as Pit's brain slowly processed everything. "But…but how? How did you get your hands on it?"
Link's smile widened. "I have connections."
Before Pit could demand to know who these connections were and exactly how Link had gotten his hands on a copy of Kid Icarus: Uprising, Marth and Samus came through the door with a giant cardboard box between them.
"Hey, Link!" the Altean called out. "You'll never guess what we've got in here!"
Link stood up and walked over to his friend. He peered inside the box; sure enough, it was full of magnets of all different shapes and sizes, from small little squares to large, powerful-looking ones.
"Hey, get your big head out of the way so Marth and I can put this box down, will you?" Samus demanded. "My arms are about to fall off."
Feeling insulted, Link withdrew and the Altean and the bounty hunter set the box of magnets down on the nearest table. Pit swooped down on it instantly and began pulling clumps of magnet apart, picking and choosing the ones he wanted to play with.
"C'mon guys!" he cried. "Let's start building things!"
Within forty-five minutes, most of the smashers had found their way into the cafeteria and been inexorably drawn to the box of magnets and the entertainment it promised. Not long after that, several little groups had formed, each one working on a different project.
At one table sat Ike and Marth, and they were attempting to build a miniature Egyptian-style step pyramid. Any observer could tell the two boys made a good team: Marth's slim fingers were perfect for picking up and delicately placing the small, square-shaped magnets; while Ike's hands were bigger, they were steady and they kept the already placed magnets flat and even so that the pyramid would be symmetrical. They both had their faces so close to their work that they could smell the iron and were nearly cross-eyed.
Across the way, it hadn't taken long for Link and Pit to discover that by placing one powerful magnet on the tabletop and another underneath, and then moving the bottom one, they could race magnets. Of course, given that the more powerful the magnet the bigger and heavier it will be, it was rather difficult for either boy to move the magnet and himself along the underside of the table at a decent speed. So, Zelda-who had been observing-went on a hunt and dug up two skateboards. Now, Link and Pit were lying each on a skateboard under a row of three tables, hands holding their magnets against the table's underside and feet ready to propel them along. Zelda was moderator, and Samus was sitting at the end to be sure to see who won. Most of the other smashers had abandoned their projects to make up an eager audience.
Zelda raised her whistle. "On your marks, get set!" Phweet!
Pit started off at a good and steady pace, whereas Link shot off like a rocket. He blazed down the length of the tables, and it seemed to him that his magnet must be jumping along the surface. He reached the end in record time.
Pit, on the other hand, seemed to be going slower than a snail when compared to Link's pace. The angel would scoot along, taking care that his magnet remained with him. When he came to the slight break between two tables, he went even slower to ensure that his magnet didn't get stuck. He made it to the end no less than ten seconds after Link.
"Pit's the winner!" Samus announced. Pit did a victory dance, and the audience clapped for him.
"What?" Link raged. "No! I'm the winner! I got here way before he did!"
"Yeah, you did," Samus agreed, "but your magnet didn't."
"Huh?"
Link looked over his shoulder and saw, to his horror, that his magnet hadn't even made it past the first slight break. The corner of it had gotten caught, and the force of attraction had broken like a dry strand of spaghetti. The magnet sat desolately on its end, looking rather abandoned.
Pit skipped up to the Hylian. "Slow and steady wins the race," he smirked.
Link's mind was too confused and angry to decide whether it would be better to smack Pit or demand a rematch, so he settled on hunting down another cup of coffee. As he slumped off toward the kitchen, Zelda watched with mild amusement. She was no mind reader, but having been around Link for so long she could read him like a book. She sighed and shook her head in defeat, then promptly followed Link.
Meanwhile, Sheik had decided to go see what the Fire Emblem boys were doing. She found it amusing how focused Ike and Marth were on their six-inch pyramid. It was also funny how close they were to their work. Sheik wondered if it gave them a better view or something.
She decided to test it out. Slowly and stealthily she shifted behind Ike and moved her head out until it was nearly sitting on the warrior's shoulder. Her hands rested ever so lightly, one on Ike's shoulder and the other on his bicep. His body was warm, and he smelled like oranges and cinnamon. Sheik wished she could lay there forever.
It was a full two minutes before Ike finally noticed the warm breath tickling his neck.
"Aah!" Ike jerked upright, nearly toppling Sheik over. Marth started as well at Ike's sudden outburst, his hands scattering the magnets they held and his heart doing double time.
"Jeez, Ike, what'd you do that for?"
"Oh. Uh, sorry," Ike half-heartedly apologized. Marth sensed the insincerity and frowned, but Ike didn't notice. He had already turned around and given all his attention to Sheik.
"What were you leaning on me for?"
Sheik decided it would be easier in the end if she just told the truth: "I wanted to see if by having your faces so close to the pyramid, it gave you a better view."
Ike believed Sheik and found her excuse reasonable, making her decision to tell the truth a good one. For some reason, though, a little voice in the back of his mind was telling him that there was another reason why Sheik had been leaning on him.
He asked. "Are you sure you weren't leaning on me, just for the sake of leaning on me?"
Sheik's heart skipped a beat. What was going on? She'd told the truth in the first place, this shouldn't have been happening! But, when she thought about what Ike said, she realized that he might be right. She didn't have to have leaned on him; she could have leaned on the end of the table and probably gotten the same view. For a moment she considered lying, but she didn't know if she could pull it off. She was already embarrassed enough as it was. Maybe if Marth hadn't been sitting right there…
In the end, it didn't matter that Sheik hadn't answered the question; her hesitation had been enough to seal it for Ike. He was also feeling especially cocky at the moment, so just as Sheik went to leave he told her something.
"You know," he began, "you can lean on me again, if you want to. I don't mind."
Sheik spun back, red eyes filled with genuine shock. Then her expression softened, and she smiled. "Thanks for the offer, but I'm going to go see what Zelda's doing. Can I get a rain check?"
Ike grinned back. "Any time."
Sheik turned and left. Ike twisted back to face Marth, who was gazing at him, cobalt eyes filled with intrigue. He spoke a single word: "Interesting."
"What?"
"Interesting," Marth repeated.
Ike waved a hand dismissively. "Yes, yes, I heard you the first time. That's not what I meant. I meant, what's so interesting?"
"You." Marth drove on before Ike could interrupt, "And your interactions with Sheik. Normally, you're as blunt and dull as a sword pommel and Sheik's stubborn, but when you two come together, you turn into…" he waved and gestured extravagantly, unable to locate the word he wanted, "…that, and she's putty in your hands."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Ike said pointedly as he turned his back to the mini pyramid. "I just think she's cute."
"Of course you do."
Ike simply responded with a grunt.
Once Marth had recollected the magnets he'd dropped on the floor, he and Ike went back to work. And they were nearly finished when they got interrupted again.
"What is that?"
It was a good thing this newcomer snuck up on Marth, as the Altean handled the shock of a voice coming from behind much better than Ike did. Marth barely jumped, fingers frozen just overtop the last magnet for their pyramid, and whirled around sharply to see Samus staring right past him at the pyramid.
"Well?" the bounty hunter demanded. "Are you going to tell me what that is?"
"It's a step pyramid," Marth said plainly. "Like the ancient Egyptians built."
Samus looked at him now. "Are you an ancient Egyptian?"
Marth felt that was a stupid question. "No."
"So why are you building something they used to build?"
"Because I can."
Ike watched the exchange between the pair much the same way Marth had watched him and Sheik, though lacking the same deep-thought process Marth had. Ike just found Marth and Samus interacting to be amusing.
"Is this the last piece?" Samus' voice jerked Ike out of his reverie.
"Yes," Marth said, watching Samus' hand uncertainly as it reached for the magnet. "Don't touch! It has to be placed just perfectly!"
"Oh, shut up. I got it."
Samus plucked the magnet off the table. She placed her right hand on Marth's right shoulder and leaned over his left, deliberately keeping herself as close to him as possible. Then, she put the magnet down, right at the apex of the pyramid, right where it needed to go. She moved her left hand back to sit on Marth's left shoulder, but the rest of her didn't move.
"See?" she whispered. She was close enough to Marth's ear that she didn't need to speak any louder. "I got it."
"Yeah, I see." Marth wondered if Samus could feel his pulse pounding through his veins at a ridiculous rate seeing as he was sitting still. "You're very close to me, you know."
"I know."
"Okay, just checking."
"Hm." They were both quiet for a minute. Then, suddenly, Marth felt something light and soft brush his cheek and he saw Ike's hand fly to his mouth and his blue eyes go wide. Samus' weight left his shoulders, and the bounty hunter disappeared.
When Ike continued to stare wordlessly at the prince, Marth's patience began to wear and he got irritated. "Why are you staring at me like that? What did she do?"
If possible, Ike's eyes got even wider. "You mean you don't know?"
Marth shook his head. "No."
Ike grinned lopsidedly. "Then I'm not telling."
"I hate you."
"Love you too, buddy."
"Hmph." Marth stood up and stalked off, mind in a tizzy. He was quickly replaced by Zelda and Link returning from the kitchen, the latter clutching a new steaming cup of coffee.
"What's he all in a huff about?" Link asked, gesturing at the retreating Altean.
Ike smiled enigmatically. "He just got a lesson in forces of attraction, that's all."
Do YOU know what Samus did?
Next chapter will be up waaaay sooner for two reasons: first, it's almost April Fool's Day; second, the chapter's already written. So unless something major happens in my life that prevents me from updating, the next chapter should be up within a week.
Some of you may have noticed, but I'm not really doing the requests you've all given me in any particular order. Whichever one I get an idea for is the one I go with first. Don't fret, I will get to all of them, but if it's a tougher request it will take me a while to work out a plot and do research if I need to (and to those of you who have given me requests that I ended up needing to do research for, THANK YOU! I'm learning things :3). So if I haven't done your request yet, it'll turn up sooner or later.
Till next update!