A/N: Hey guys! How are you all doing? I hope everything is going well! I know I said that I would wait until I got five favorites, but I was too excited to wait, so I just decided to add the favorites and follows together and I got five! I know that this may seem like a dry story now, but I promise it will get better, for as they say in court, 'I'm building a platform'. I also just wanna say that if there's anything I can do to make this better, please let me know! I really hope that you all enjoy this, and please leave me a review! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own any characters or sets or references use in this fic. I can only dream. *Looks up at the stars dramatically*
As Princess Peach walked down the golden halls of smash mansion she had all eyes on her. Her clothes went from a pink dress to gray sweatpants and hoodies. She had no makeup. Her hair was in a massive, messy bun, and her posture wasn't as proper for a princess. She still was beautiful, just less decorated.
Sure Peach looked different, but that was only half the battle. The other half you ask?
Personality.
It may have been easy to change your outer appearance, but the inside is a totally different story. At lunch that day, she had a triple cheeseburger and fries, and didn't even bother to use a fork or knife. She was enjoying the food when she heard someone state her name.
"Um, you're Peach, right?"
Peach looked over to where the shy voice came from, swallowing a mouthful of fries. She saw a blonde boy looking at her with wide eyes.
"Yeah…"
"Hi, um I just saw that you were alone, and I felt bad, because you're always alone when I look at you since you left elite of smash, and you have no one here, and I wanna be your friend… so can we be friends?"
Peach finished her burger and turned to the boy. She thought for a moment. This was someone who really wanted to be her friend, not just someone using her to gain popularity, or she at least thought. She also heard this boy was shy(although she didn't know his name, just 'elite smashers' pointing him out and saying stuff about him), so she must have been pretty approachable if he was what she thought he was. And just because she was getting a personality makeover didn't mean she had to be rude.
"Sure. Why not?" Peach smiled. The boy beamed with happiness and reached out his arm. "I'm Lucas!" Said kid reached out his hand. Peach giggled as she shook it.
The two talked and talked throughout lunch, talking about their food, people in the smash residence, dreams and wishes, things against the elite of smash and much more. For people who just met, this was a really deep conversation. They ignored all the stares they got (mainly at Peach) and just kept eating. Peach learned that Lucas was the whole opposite of what she had heard, and Lucas found out that being in Peach's former friend group wasn't all as lovely as the group displayed. Then, there was an announcement that echoed over the speakers.
"Attention all smashers: New battle! This is a team battle between the following: Zelda, Kirby and Pit versus Peach. There is one life per smasher. All smashers please report to the synthetic-location arena. Thank you."
As Peach got up, she noticed Pit, Zelda, and Kirby who all looked at her, terrified, while the rest of the elite glared at their former 'friend', which she happily returned, only more fierce, shutting down their glares. She was so mad she almost didn't hear Lucas wish her luck.
"Good luck Peach! I'll cheer for you!"
As Peach looked back, and waved at Lucas. She was happy that she found someone who cared about her.
As smashers went into the arena, at the entrance, people bet on who they thought would win. They'd walk over to Wario's table and place a money ballet in one of the boxes with the picture of the smasher. If you were right, you received tripled what you put in from the ones who were wrong. If you were wrong, vice versa. Nearly everyone was betting on the smash elites. The only one who didn't was Lucas, who bet Peach.
Peach walked into the arena backstage room. It was holographic with a touch screen with several locations placed on it. She met up with the other team, and Peach didn't even glance once at the others. Zelda opened up her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Peach.
"I don't care if you're sorry or not, or what you think of me. I just want to get this over with and move on with my life." And without seeing the screen, she placed her hand on a random spot and a bright life flashed.
The four were transported to the synthetic arena, Zelda, Pit and Kirby in blue, While Peach was wearing her original dress in red. She'd have to speak to whoever manages the battles to change her battle gear. Maybe she could talk to Samus about getting better battle gear… Oh wait, just kidding. She was anti-smash elite. They were in a blue room with a blue yoga mat and a mirror wall with the wii fit pad laying against the mirrors. Apparently they were in the wii fit gym. A loud voice echoed the three words:
"Three, Two, One, Go!"
Pit, Zelda and Kirby, who were ready for this, jumped toward where Peach was. Already upset, she smacked them all away, sending them into a brief unconscious state.
"Leave me alone." She said as she walked away.
"But.. it's a battle…?" Kirby half asked, waking from his unconscious state.
Peach kicked Kirby into the air and off screen, sending him face-planting into the camera.
"Player three, defeated!"
"Don't correct me." Peach said under her breath.
Zelda got up after hearing the defeat of the puffball, and was enraged. She charged Peach while saying, "You'll pay for that, you worthless corpse!"
As Zelda attempted to hit Peach with her magic of the triforce, Peach made a defense-comeback with toad and knocked Zelda into the background with toad's spores.
"Player two, defeated!"
"Get wrecked."
This left Pit, the only defendant of the blue team. A smash ball appeared, and Pit was somewhat relieved. He made a big enough hit that even a weak sound wave could have broken it.
But then Peach broke it.
"Thanks." She said as she sliced her crown through the ball. And she started dancing to her song, and Pit, who was too late to get off the ground, fell asleep. Due to the fact he was right beside her, his damage went up by forty percent, and he would be asleep for a long time. Peach then went and ate her peaches, and walked over to Pit and decided what to do with him. His percentage displayed over his head was at two hundred-sixty three, apparently that was a hard slap. Then, as if on cue, a baseball bat appeared. She grabbed it, and waited for the angel to awaken. After a while, Pit finally woke up. Now just to wait for the right moment…
"Whoa, what happened, did we win?" Pit asked, oblivious to what was happening.
Peach sent a smile-and-waving Pit of screen with the bat(at a current total of two-hundred ninety-five), and did her most famous taunt.
"Uh-huh!" She winked.
"Game!"
All four appeared on screen, the blue team in a small box in the bottom right corner, while the majority of the screen displayed Peach waving.
The crowd was shocked, and in stunned silence. After a silent eternity, Lucas went up Wario's betting table and peered into Peach's box, silence still in presence. Sure enough, as he thought, he was the only one who bet on Peach. And seeing as he bet three hundred dollars, that means that he would receive nine-hundred from each player, and nine hundred times forty-six...41400 dollars... Wow, Lucas was gonna be one rich Kid.
On stage, Peach saw the baseball bat hat some of Pit's blood on it.
Oh well. She thought.
As she was teleported back off stage, back into her new outfit, she appeared in front of Lucas, who was literally drowning in cash.
"Peach! Peach I-ack!"
Lucas kept trying to climb out of the money pile, miserably failing. Peach helped get him out, giggling.
"Where'd all this money come from?" Peach asked, curious.
"From them!" Lucas pointed to all of the newly converted Peach fans, who were treating Peach like the new Justin Bieber when he first started out in his career.
"What?" Peach started. "But how, why-
"Hello there, Peach!" Said Luma, who somehow managed to find a microphone on Smash campus.
"Um, hi?" She kindly said. Sure, Luma was Rosalina's, but they were two separate beings as well.
"Can I please interview you for the smash network news?"
"Sure?"
"Great!" exclaimed the Luma.
Two chairs were brought by Orbot and Cubeot, which Peach and Luma took a seat in, and the camera guy, one of the mii fighters counted them in.
Five four three, two:
"Hello folks, I'm Luma, finding news for your entertainment, and today I have none other than Princess Peach!" Peach waved at the camera.
"So, tell us Peach, how do you feel?"
"Um, okay I guess."
"Only okay? I mean, people of smash see you as the smash weakling; a damsel in distress! But did you let that stop you? No! You decided to push through! You persevered! Tell us, what caused you or motivated you to do what you just did?"
Peach thought for a moment, then came up with an answer
"The smash elite. They were the ones, and I wanna thank them personally for being so cruel towards me, otherwise I wouldn't be where I am today!"
"And just what cruel things did the smash elite do to you? Do tell!"
"They said I was just their pretty face! And whenever any conversing happened, I was always left out as their 'pretty face'! Because I'm blonde! Oh, but don't worry guys, that's all in the past! We should move on!" The princess said, obvious sarcasm in the last bit.
As Peach pointed to the smash elite, the camera followed and focused on the smash elites, who were all hiding behind each other in shame, and the surrounding smashers were booing.
"Well that sums it all up folks, The story of how our damsel in distress became her own heroine! Until next time! Wave to your fans, Peach!"
"What fans?"
The camera then turned to smashers who were watching smash network, all crowded round a television, who all turned when they realized they were being filmed, and started freaking out at Peach.
And as they swarmed up, the camera fell to the floor, went blurry, then turned to the 'technical difficulties' screen as it got trampled upon.
Wow… Peach thought. I'm basically a celebrity just because I'm my own heroine… Sweet!
Peach was so lost in thought that she almost didn't hear her schedule toad come rushing towards her through the set crew and crowd of Peach-Crazed fans. It was a miracle he avoided all the blood being shed from fights to meet Peach.
"Princess, princess! You're late, late!"
Peach turned. "What do you mean I'm late?"
"The princess of Sarasland, you have a three-week-overdue visit!"
True, in the whole transition during the past three weeks of her makeover, she basically ignored all her reminders. But then again, could you blame her?
"Get my stuff packed and jet ready. Be back soon Lucas!" She was sad that she'd be leaving the comfort of her fans, but on the bright side, she'd spend time with someone she actually knew and cherished.
"Wait, this money's for you!" Lucas said, (somehow) throwing the pile of money to (or rather on) Peach.
Her reaction was a thumbs up poking out of a cash pile, and a muffled "Thank you Lucas!"
It was time to see what her best friend thought of this new Peach.
A/n: So that's the end of THIS chapter, and I'm gonna try and make a Christmas chapter, but I can't guarantee that it'll be up; It's Christmas and things get pretty busy around here. But in case I do, let me know what characters and ships you want in it! And also I feel like I should put a list of references up just incase anyone got a bit confused. So, here's the list:
Cubeot and Orbot- Sonic
Luma- Super Mario Galaxy, Super Mario Galaxy 2
Battle- Based off a real battle I had on brawl, and also fun fact about the Peach blossom: the closer you are to her, the longer you sleep and the more damage you take. The sleeping part is preventable, the damage part is not.
Please leave me a review and let me know how you think I could improve upon this! Once again, I truely love you, even if I don't know you, I still love you! I'm pretty sure that this is getting boring now, so I'm gonna go, 'kay? Love you all! 'Kay, bye now. ^^