Hey everyone, Paradigm of Writing here with Chapter 3 of Pluto Vacation, Love Is A Dangerous Game. This chapter, you will get to see Peach, Robin, Zelda, Link, and Marth. So, the rest of the crew minus Kuro and Lucas Next chapter we will be introduced to actually two more, and then that'll be everyone in the main cast where we can get this story to be officially on the road! I am super stoked for this story and actually can't wait for the bloodshed, no matter how nasty and awful that may sound... heh. This chapter shall have corny jokes and sayings, puns, and a whole lot of swearing, and is also a lot smaller than most. Not that many chapters will be this short, don't worry. And OOC. That's always fun. Enjoy Chapter 3!

9:03, Road to Husen Family Lodge, Denver, Colorado, December 19th, 2015

"They couldn't have built the cable car station any further away from the lodge?" Zelda Friedrich asked, annoyed. She shuddered, the cold air seeping through her clothes, frosting her bones solid. Placing one finger to her face, a harsh line of smudged blush came off. She cussed. Leave it to cheap ass market make-up to come off only two hours during its use.

Link Dillon rolled his eyes, finding slight humor in the action. "Complain to him when you get the chance, okay? Because, if you don't... good lord, I'll be hearing about it till the end of time. We don't want another one of those, do we?"

"Guess not." Zelda mused, brushing her sepia hair out of her face.

The two kissed, the brunette unable to resist squeezing her boyfriend's ass. He smirked, deepening the kiss. Scents of honey, coconut butter, and the foul retching odor of damp snow lingered between the space created by the kiss. Link coughed, getting a full puff of germs in his girlfriend's face. The two split as quick as they had come together, Zelda practically freaking out.

"Ugh! Gross as fuck! Link, I thought you said that whooping cough was under control!"

"I," A cough interrupted his speech, "Thought," another cough. "So."

"Please tell me you won't be like this the whole vacation. I'll be miserable."

"Then I guess we'll be even."

"Excuse me?"

"I'll get my cough cured, and you can get your complaint settled in with the PO office inside Kuro Husen's brain. Perfect, no?"

"Wise ass."

"Call me whatever you want," Link winked. "Still your boyfriend."

"Sure."

"Sarcasm is real with this one."

"Are we really going to stand here and argue like children?" Zelda questioned.

"You started it."

"Smooth."

"Sarcasm is still real." Link grinned.

"Just fuck off," Zelda muttered, swearing obscenely, striding past him.

He laughed. "There's my girl."

Soon after Lucina and Midna's disappearance, Marth Lowell dropped Zelda like a piece of trash for Sheik Boeing. Bitter, she refused to even try and ameliorate the tension between her, Sheik, and her newly titled ex-boyfriend. Link, who turned out to have a liking for the crude and intelligent brunette, swooped in like some superhero, picking her up in his arms. Not even a week into their new relationship, and the two had fucked twice already in ragtag hotels around the state of Colorado.

Zelda Friedrich could be tasked with being the brains of the duo, although her thinking normally was left to be desired as she was sassy beyond words could explain. Link, the poor boy, never could get quite the advantage over her, being moreso dedicated to archery and fencing as his hobbies rather than grades. One being blonde, and the other being brunette, it made for great pictures together.

Link winced to himself, trying to life his and Zelda's bag over his shoulder. "Damn, honey, what the fuck did you put in here?"

"Just all of my necessities."

"I think the entirety of Fort Knox is in these suitcases."

"Then if that's the case, you're a rich man."

"How long did it take for your jokes to get older than Jesus?" Link teased.

"The moment you decided to open your damn mouth." Zelda bitterly spat.

She had no idea what she was going to do the moment she saw sleazy, skank ass Sheik Boeing up at the lodge. Probably puke, either pull out a gun, slap her, swear incessantly... maybe all four at the same time. A strange fire burned in her veins, one fueled with rage and confusion. "I'll probably rip that bitch's head off if I get the chance. I'll be locked up for murder. Lesser sentence of course. She deserves it."

"Zel, you're getting that look again." Link interrupted.

The brunette blinked. "Huh?"

"The face," he elaborated. "You know, the one where you're thinking of what to do to someone that may involve legal action. You've used it several times on me, and others, so it's commonplace where I can recognize it. What's troubling you, pumpkin dumpling?"

"What else?"

"You mean who else?"

"Yes."

"Shocker." Link rubbed the back of his neck. He hated talking to her about the... the incident. Apparently she had locked herself away in a room for nearly five hours and screamed at the top of her lungs. Things were going so well, and then was just dropped like that. Not the most ideal way to spend your time getting over someone. Not like it was her fault, right?

"I'm trying to not think about it as much, but since we're getting closer... it's eating away at me."

"How about, if you ever have the desire to say something so dreadfully nasty... look at me?"

"I guess. It's a stretch." Zelda shrugged.

"Now, let's get-"

Link never got to finish his statement, as the two walked under a canopy of trees, when a body leaped out from behind the formidable plant. The two screamed at the top of their lungs, Zelda leaping into Link's arms. The few moments spent recovering from shock, were turned into rage and anger as Zelda's eyes seized up and recognized their tormentor.

"Fuck you Marth! With a caps lock fuck for effort!" Zelda screamed at her ex-boyfriend, who was currently doubled over laughing in the snow.

The bluenette stood, wiping tears from his eyes. Marth Lowell, at the age of twenty two, was one fine good looking young man. With low cut navy hair that made blueberries jealous, a smile that caused people to rivet at their joints, and a humor unlike any other... this sir was just fine. Problem was, he had a not so big heart of gold and could never decided who he loved. One day it was this girl, the next day someone else. Once, a nasty rumor that he was actually gay spread through their highschool, but it died quickly, never seeing the light again.

"That was perfect!" he crowed, clapping his hands together.

Link unclenched his fist, grabbing the bags he dropped. "Dude, I almost clocked you."

"I'm just getting into the spirit. Aren't we pranking each other to death like normal when we get there?"

"That's on Halloween," Zelda scolded. "This is near Christmas, stupid. And besides, last time we pranked someone, they went missing."

The sour mood pruned in a flash, the faces of the three scowling and twisting into remorse. Link scratched the back of his neck, sensing the obvious tension between the two, his girlfriend and her ex. The two mentioned stared each other down, the male unable to have his eyes roam her, a small peep of a smile hinting at his ghostly pale lips. Zelda was rolling her eyes every which way till Sunday, but Link knew her too well. She enjoyed being viewed as eye candy somewhat.

He cleared his throat. "Marth, look-"

"Way ahead of you," Marth cut him off. "Threesome?"

"What the fuck? Eww!" Zelda shuddered, a horrified look on her face.

Link was speechless, his face priceless- half open, eyes wide. He turned beet red. In all honesty, the idea sounded decent, but that wasn't what he was getting at. "First off, no. Secondly, I don't think my girlfriend," he couldn't help but rub it in a little bit more, causing the bluenette's eyes to narrow dangerously "would approve of such dirty actions. Thirdly, my real point, before you so kindly interrupted me. I know what happened to you guys over the summer, and whatever it is, leave it alone and out the window, okay? I just want to have a good time, so making it awkward for all of us won't help."

Marth blinked, taking a second to process the information. "Uh, of course. Yeah, I totally understand."

"If you don't, I'll have to teach you."

"You don't want him doing that." Zelda agreed.

The bluenette shuffled between the two. "That's easy to get, Zel. I'm not two. I'll uh- catch you guys later. I have someone else to see."

"Sheik." the brunette of the group muttered under her breath. The couple watched as the head of blue vanished into the snow.

Link breathed, his heart slowing to a normal rate. "Well, now that we've got that out of the way-"

Zelda wasn't paying attention, suddenly she started blinking like crazy. "Hey, uh... Link? Can you take the bags the rest of the way?"

"Wh- why?"

"Because I need to go find Samus. I was texting to her on the cable car ride, and I know that she was just behind us. She shouldn't be that far down the trail."

"After all this complaining, you want to go back and find her?"

"It's important!" she insisted.

"Can't it wait till we're all inside the lodge?"

"No, actually it can't."

Link sighed. "Zel, it's getting dark, and we're almost there. Come with me, we can then go together."

"Seriously?"

"What?" he replied innocently.

Zelda scoffed. "Do you think that little of me?"

"I don't want you getting hurt-"

"Link, I'm twenty one. I think I can handle a nature trail, okay? Am I not able to be left out of your sight for more than five minutes?"

"It's not what I mean-"

"Link!" Zelda's next word was a full on cry, whiny and pleading.

The blood rushed to his neck, but his smile said otherwise. "Fine. Please text me when you're done then. Who knows what's outside and down there."

"Thank you." Zelda kissed her boyfriend on the cheek, before dashing off, skipping the whole way.

Link watched her go, before shouldering the suitcases. He shook his head. "Sometimes, I don't think I understand that woman. I guess it's perfectly normal... but for fuck's sake, she is quite the high maintenance." Seeing that going after her would only complicate things, he continued striding up the hill to the lodge, blissfully unaware of the backstabbing soon to come.

9:12 PM, Husen Family Lodge, Denver, Colorado, December 19th, 2015

Peach Tydal readjusted the current vision standards on the binoculars, flipping through another lens. "Come on, work just this one time... please?"

"The thing isn't working, still?" Robin Jett, who was leaned up against the viewing station wall, slyly asked.

"Yeah... indeed. I guess when you haven't been used since the spring, things freeze and get rusty."

"Want me to take a peek?"

"If it helps, sure." Peach shrugged, retracting from the metal sightseer.

The lodge was about half a mile up the trail, but Peach and Robin, who came together for the getaway, decided that a break would be the more... optimal selection to choose rather than exert their full strength in the last tug, only to collapse in the snow and die of hypothermia or something ridiculous of that sort. The blonde stood back skittishly, twirling a curl around her pointer finger. Her thoughts ate at her brain.

"I know that Luigi said he'd be here. I haven't seen him walk up. Where the hell could he be?"

Although she hated to admit it more than anything, she had the largest crush on Luigi Russo since the tenth grade. He had gone out with a girl once or twice, but never really settled. Peach had a prime opportunity to be head honcho girlfriend and maybe perhaps take top reign over his heart, sadly never hitting when the iron was out. She had no idea whether he even liked her, or was interested at that point. Everyone else in the world knew, including Red which was a surprise as he babbled everything to anyone who cared to listen. Was a godsend he hadn't already spilled the beans on her huge crush.

Peach bit her lip, before moving to her fingernails, then back to her lip. The anticipation was going to kill her before any nature worked to that step. Having Robin as company was a blessing in disguise, for without her, she'd have gone insane to her own thoughts. He drove her mad, made her leap backwards, frontwards, and between dimensions sometimes if the feeling was strong.

At the binoculars, Robin flickered between the lens settings. She could hear Peach making herself nervous, and she smiled lightly. "Like they say, a girl's best crush is her best friend." Turns out, she made that up herself, as no one ever, in the history of the world, said that. Peach Tydal honestly made Robin Jett irritated, as Luigi Russo made Kuro irritated. The two liked each other, cuckoo for one another, but never bothered to take the leap of courage and see if the other reciprocated the same emotions or not. It wasn't as if the end of the world depended on if the two got together, a highschool crush was just that... a highschool crush.

Robin furrowed her eyebrows together, something catching her eye. "Hey Peach," she called. "You better come and see this for yourself. I don't believe it, and I'm staring at it right now."

Growing Peach's ever so heightening curiosity, the blonde took the helm of binoculars. The lens was clear, Robin finding a way to wipe the snow and grime off without smearing the icky coating over everything else. Swiveling from side to side, Peach frowned as she was met with nothing except snowfall and trees. Usual Colorado sights in the winter, nothing more. "I- I don't see anything."

"Look again," Robin picked at her fingernails. "Zoom in some more. You'll see it eventually."

And then, Peach Tydal found her prize. An eyebrow raised, a frown growing on her face. Down the mountain, was Zelda Friedrich. And Marth Lowell. Hugging. "Oh."

"Exactly."

"I guess they need to check the expiration date on their big break up. Isn't she with Link now, and he's dating Sheik?"

"Supposedly." Robin shrugged.

"Guess not."

"That's why I don't love anyone."

"Huh?"

"Love," Robin repeated. "Tis a dangerous game for those involved. Nasty heartbreaks, evil doings and evil sayings. People act their worst out of love. People die out of love. People kill other people out of love. Not my ideal way of living, spending so much time focused on someone else who may at any moment drop me for the next 'best' thing, if it even exists. Don't have time to bother myself with such mundane things."

"I guess you can see it as that, I suppose." Peach mused.

"Hey ladies! Whatcha looking at?" a third voice called out from down the mountain.

Robin looked over her friend's shoulder, seeing Link running up the hill, two suitcases lugging behind him. She waved. "Hey, Link! How ya been," she shouted. Then, to Peach, "Six o'clock, we've got new intermediate boyfriend here."

Link had reached them at this point, tired and out of breath. Being in shape meant nothing to the dry Colorado air, it sucked all the life out of you and left your body to be a cold carcass. Peach was so absorbed in watching Zelda and Marth get too close for comfort that she didn't sense his arrival. When Link tapped her on the shoulder, she jumped a mile high, nearly slapping him across the face.

"Damn! Didn't mean to scare you." he apologized.

She turned scarlet. "Jeez Louise! Link, don't do that to me!"

"I'm sorry."

"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh." Peach gritted her teeth, shoving him in the shoulder.

"I'll just stand here and pretend like I didn't get that on tape." Robin snickered.

"Classy." Link grinned.

Peach heaved, before throwing her arms around the boy in a hug. "Good to see you."

He returned the embrace. "You too."

"I'd hug you," Robin spoke up, "But I'm currently uploading this video to YouTube and then Facebook as we speak."

"That reminds me, I was wanting to take a gander at seeing if the binoculars actually work," Link's face lightened. "Peach, whatcha looking at? Anything juicy with that thing?"

Peach turned pale, and she locked eyes with Robin who looked up at the same moment. Sharing a terse glance, the pallid haired girl nodded. "Uh... yeah, if you want to look, go ahead." She stepped back, looking at her feet.

Link took his turn at the sightseer, promptly cussing in a fit fifteen seconds later. "What the legitimate fuck!"

"Wh- what?" Robin frowned.

"Seriously Zel, what the hell?"

"What'd she do?" Peach shoved him out of the way. Looking through the binoculars, it could be seen that Marth was now roaming Zelda's body with his hands, the two locked in heavy kissing as he slapped her ass, she groping his dick. Link nearly threw up in his mouth.

"She's so gonna get it!"

"It's probably nothing!"

"Is it ever just nothing with Zelda? It's Zelda Friedrich we're talking about here." Link snarled.

"We don't know!" Robin threw her hands up in innocence.

"Son of a bitch... son of a fucking bitch." the hurt boyfriend walked off the viewing deck, cussing the whole way.

Peach and Robin locked eyes. "We done fucked up, haven't we?" Robin asked.

The blonde nodded. "Yeah... I guess we did."

There we are guys! Chapter 3 of Pluto Vacation; Love Is A Dangerous Game. I am sorry for such the short length, but I'm pressed on time here and it's getting very late. I know that if I didn't finish it today, on the 15th, I probably wouldn't get to work on it again till next weekend, during Thanksgiving so this time is impertinent. Thanks for reading today's chapter! What do you think is in store for Zelda and Link? How will Marth and Sheik's fates be intertwined? Are you stoked to see Lucas and Kuro next chapter? When we do get this story rolling, which we're almost there, it's a downhill landslide. Please review and let me know your thoughts! Out of the crew, who's your least and favorite characters? Anyone you don't care to see offed? Anyone you don't want to see die? Sound off below! Next chapter, which may take a few more weeks to get out, is #4: Tick Tock. Love you all! See you next time! Bye!

~ Paradigm