A/N: Last time, Meta Knight went insane but he went back to normal thanks to Lucario! Now Wolf has to help Kirby find Squirtle who got lost in a nearby forest and yada, yada, yada, friendship, yada. Look, I apologize if this chapter may seem cheesy I was writing some slash and femslash fics to feed my fangirl soul. Anyhow, I present to you the next chapter. Oh, and expect Meta Knight to be absent for a few chapters. And as I said before, we'll be focusing a bit on Wolf on for this arc. Each main character of this lil' fanfic will have a special arc for them.
The forest was dark, and cold. Typical. Water dripping from the tree leaves fell on the two smashers' heads.
Wolf sighed. "Why did you and Squirtle do this bet anyway?"
"...We were bored."
"Of course."
Wolf cursed silently, frowning. He didn't know why he agreed to help the pink head find the short bluenette. Then again, the scrawny glutton probably wouldn't leave him alone until he assisted him. The leaves fell, and the only sound was their footsteps. Well... Not really. There was a small whimper, and a grumble. The two stiffened at the two sounds. Kirby gulped and coward behind Wolf, who stood his ground, ready to attack anyone who came near the two. The bushes in front of them shook for a while, as if someone, or something, were to come out of it. Eventually, something did... I mean... Someone... Er, two someones... You know what I mean!
From the bushes, emerged Squirtle.
And Falco.
Great. Wolf groaned.
"S-So... What are you two doing here?" He asked.
Falco pointed to Squirtle. "He drageed me into this."
"Ah... Yeah. Sorry." The blue head said. He looked much shorter than he did a few chapters back, looked like about half a foot shorter.
"He said that Kirby lost a bet, went into the forest, and didn't come out." Falco explained.
"WHAT? Squirtle, you lost the bet!" Kirby hissed.
"NO, You did!"
"NO! Y-"
"Can both of you shut up!" Falco hissed. "Jeez. We're lost in a forest and you're fighting about a bet?!"
The two shorter smashers shrunk in fear. "S-Sorry."
"Well, saying sorry won't get us out of this forest." Wolf muttered.
"Wait... WE'RE LOST?!" Kirby shrieked. The pink head was panicking.
"Wh-Wh-What?!" Squirtle was also panicking. He was wildly looking around, worried. "Oooh... Charizard's gonna pissed. I need to make the food with him!"
"Calm down, bluey." Wolf sighed. "We'll get out of here... Somehow."
"S-Somehow?!" Kirby squeaked.
"Dude, calm down. We're gonna get out of here." Falco said. "One way or another. We should split up and find a good route to take."
He looked at their surroundings, took out his pistol, and shot a tree in front of him.
"There. I made a landmark for us. We'll meet up back here." He announced.
"So... What's our groups?" Kirby asked.
"You tikes will team up." Wolf explained.
"E-E-Eh?!" Squirtle whimpered. "Wh-Why!?"
"Y-Yeah, why!?" Kirby added.
"You're a Star Warrior." Wolf pointed out. "You're strong enough. Come on Falco, let's go."
"W-Wait! D-DON'T LEAVE US!" Squirtle wailed.
"Damn, those kids are annoying." Wolf sighed.
"...They are kids." Falco said.
"... Touche', man. Touche'."
"Whatever. Let's just find a way out of here. And fast."
"Agreed." Wolf exhaled.
The two walked silently, side to side, the only noise being their footsteps. They walked for what seemed like hours, in reality it was half an hour. And they already were going insane.
"...I... Can't... Take this... Anymore." Wolf groaned. "It's only been thirty minutes and I'm tired."
"S-Same... Here." Falco added.
"I... I wonder how the tikes are doing."
"Let's hope they're safe. And not doing anything stupid."
"... I hope you didn't jinx us." Wolf muttered.
"Oh, shut up!" Falco sighed. The blue-head cursed under his breath. "Man. I hope you remember that it's your fault that we're human, having to get along or else we'll die."
"Wha? Y-You shut up!"
"You wanna go, punk?!"
"Oh, I WANNA GO!" Wolf hissed.
"THEN LET'S GO!" Falco cried.
Wolf pounced on the blue-head, enraged. The two threw punches and kicks at each other. Why they didn't shoot using their guns, I don't know. It's fanfiction. DON'T QUESTION IT. The two were also throwing insults at each other. Such as... Oh. I can't say them. It won't fit the T-Rating. Sorry.
The fight ran on for a few more minutes, and then they finally stopped. They panted, glaring at each other.
"...Asshole." Falco growled.
"...Douchebag." Wolf replied.
Awkward silence.
The two sighed.
"...We're never gonna get out of this forest if we fight." Falco stated.
"I know." Wolf remarked. "And... er... Look..."
He sighed, again. Damn it. How am I going to say this without sounding cheesy?
"You're sorry?" Falco was smirking.
Wolf frowned. "...Yeah. Sorry."
"Same here. Sorry 'bout what I did." Falco stated, scratching his head. "Anyhow. We should try to find a way out."
The two spent a good amount of time trying to find a possible exit. All they found were dead ends, ditches, small streams, and caves.
"There's no exit here." Wolf huffed. "Damn it."
"We should head back and see if Squirtle and Kirby found an exit." Falco stated.
"How come I have a feeling that they didn't find an exit and instead stayed put?" Wolf questioned.
Falco raised an eyebrow. "You, too?"
Wolf nodded. "You've seen how they reacted to some situations."
"Ye-up!"
The two started walking back to their rendezvous. That's when it started to rain. The two groaned and took shelter beneath a big oak tree. It gave enough shade for the two. But enough warmth.
"Today is just not our day." Falco muttered.
Wolf sighed. "Man. I swear if those two ditched us..."
"So, what do we get in return?" Kirby asked. "You know, for doing this?"
The Ancient Minister handed over a card to each the younger smashers.
A Pokemon card. A rare one. Of Mew.
"Wow!" Squirtle's eyes were gleaming."
"YOU DID LEAVE HINTS OF WHERE THEY SHOULD GO, RIGHT?" The Ancient Minister asked.
The two young smashers looked at each other. "Uh..."
"YOU IDIOTS. GUESS I HAVE TO DO THIS MYSELF."
"Finally. The rain stopped." Wolf exhaled. "Now we can get going."
The two silently strolled back to their rendezvous. And, as they expected, the two younger smashers ditched them.
"I freaking knew it." Falco groaned. "God damn it!"
"I'm gonna kill those two idiots." Wolf added. "Now how are we gonna find an exit?"
The two looked around, then the sound of thunder erupted.
"... I hate living here." Wolf muttered.
"Well why don't we just leave?" Falco hissed.
"Well, excu-"
"NO."
"... Okay, that's IT! Time to bust some heads!"
Wolf pounced on Falco, who yelped in reply. Yup. Another fight. Wolf was a bit more angered this time, though. The once lupine was seriously ticked. However, he managed to calm himself down. He was panting, and finally sighed. He stood up, realizing that he was practically straddling Falco, and walked away.
"... Sorry 'bout that, man." The silver-head simply stated.
Falco blinked. He swallowed the lump in his throat before speaking. "Oh. Uh, it's okay, dude."
"Huh? Oh. No. Don't say that, man," Wolf replied. "I-I really didn't mean to start another fight."
"Dude. I said it's okay. So don't worry," Falco said, standing up. "C-Come on. Let's get outta here."
"Yeah. Let's." Wolf said.
The two continued their way to find their exit. They managed to hear familiar voices of the smashers, but they were unsure of which way they came from. Every turn they took was wrong. And, of course, that irritated them. Eventually, the two found a small clearing, and decided to take a rest. After a few minutes, they continued their way. They heard the familiar voices of the smashers, and decided to go straight like the last few times. And luckily, they made it out. They dropped to their knees, panting. Right when it started to rain. They looked at each other.
"At least we got out of the forest." Falco said.
Wolf nodded. "Yeah. Man, that forest was practically a maze. How in the hell did Squirtle and Kirby make it out?"
"This is fictional story made by a female fan of Smash Bros, so you can expect some logic being defied."
"Yeah, yeah. I know. Shut up, man. Let's just get back home."
The two walked over the to Smash Mansion, not noticing the huge difference in it. The door was slightly opened, but it didn't bother them. They entered the mansion, but no one was home. It looked completely destroyed. As if a tornado came through. The tables were flipped over, so were the chairs. The paintings were crooked, few were on the floor.
"...The hell happened here?!" Wolf cried.
"I-I... I-I'm not sure!" Falco added.
The two gazed around the entrance. What did happen here?
The two gulped, and slowly walked out of the demolished house.
"Well... that's not the Smash Mansion." Falco stated.
"No duh! Really?!" Wolf said a goofy, sarcastic tone.
"Sh-shut up."
"Tch. Whatever. Let's find the real way home."
Wolf sighed, as he continued to look at the destroyed house. Who lived here, though?
"U-Uh... Wolf? I think we have a problem." Falco announced.
Wolf groaned, and turned the way Falco was facing. "What is it-"
He stopped. "... Shit."
The forest was gone. In it's place was... Just a field. A simple field. It looked endless.
"...Guess we gotta go in the house." He grumbled.
The two gulped, and went inside said house. Still looked terrible as they first saw it. They explored the house, trying to find a sign of life. But they found none. The house had nothing but destroyed items. Nothing else. They headed for the entrance, however...
It wasn't there.
"Wh-What the fu-fuck?!" Falco cried.
"...That's not good... That's not good at all." Wolf added. "Well, great! Now how are we supposed to get back to the mansion?"
Falco whipped out his blaster, and shot the wall were the entrance was supposed to be at. He repeated this process, Wolf joining in a few times, but nothing happened. The two sat down, groaning.
"This... is really bad." Falco muttered. "We're stuck in a house in who the hell knows where."
Wolf sighed. "Damn. I really don't wanna stay here. Especially with someone like you."
Falco frowned. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me, right. Bird."
"I have a name you know!"
"And I should refer to you as it because...?"
"You son of a..." Falco inhaled, then exhaled. I should be calm about this, unless I really wanna die.
"Look, we need to put our heads together if we want to escape this house." Falco exclaimed. "So I suggest that we both act a little more respectful towards one another."
Wolf looked at the smasher with blue hair (along with a small red streak) as if to say, You're insane, man. Falco sighed, and gave him the I'm not kidding stare.
"...Fine." Wolf said. "Sorry 'bout not referring you to your actual name. Now, how do you think we can escape?"
Falco blinked. "Er... Not sure."
"Great. Freaking great." Wolf groaned.
"Well, I don't see you coming up with any ideas." Falco pointed out.
"Touche'." Wolf sighed. "Well... We can at least do some more exploring."
"We explored the whole house! Where else can we explore?!"
"The backyard?"
"There's no backyard!"
"Well... I don't have any ideas then!"
Falco groaned.
"Don't you dare call me an idiot." Wolf growled.
"Wasn't going to." Falco replied.
"Well, shit. What are we gonna do then?"
"... Sit here?"
"Dude, are you serious?"
"Whatever. It's the Ancient Minister's fault. He transformed us into humans." Falco said.
"Blame him, huh?" Wolf chuckled.
Falco frowned. "Shut up, man!"
The two sighed.
Few minutes passed.
...
More minutes passed.
"I'm going to go insane." Wolf stated.
"Don't. Please." Falco begged.
"I know, Falco. I won't. But I feel like it."
"D-Dude, don't say it like that!"
"Well, sorry! Didn't know you'd overreact..." Wolf chuckled. "Man. I wonder if blondie and Yoshter are trying to find us."
"Five bucks they're not." Falco said.
"Dude, you and I both know that they're not going to look for us."
"I know."
"Then what's the point of making that bet?"
"... I dunno. I was jus' bored."
"Of course you were."
"Dude, why the hell is there so much dialouge here?" Falco question.
"You're lucky Pikachu isn't here. He'd be pissed to see you, er, us taking his job." Wolf explained.
Damn it. The 4th Wall collapsed again. Shit. Well, let's get back to the story.
The two males sighed.
"I'm going to die of boredom!" Falco groaned.
"Same here." Wolf added. "Man... So... Er... How you been doing?"
"...Fine, I guess."
"Matches before this whole human-hullabaloo?"
"Battled with Olimar in a tag team match. His final smash did total damage."
"Ah. Olimar." Wolf nodded.
"Yup. Pretty awesome guy." Falco explained. "And his Pikmin... Uh... Dare I say..."
"Spit it out, No judging here."
"Erm... Cute but deadly?"
Wolf chuckled. "Exactly my thoughts, Falco. Exactly my thoughts. Who'd you face?"
"Pikachu and Toon Link."
"How pissed were they?"
"Well, only Toon Link was pissed. Pikachu was just like..."
" 'Look at all the fucks I give, guys!' ?" Wolf finished.
Falco laughed. "Yup."
"And I suppose Toon Link was just a big 'NO ME GUSTA!' ?"
"You got it, man!"
The two chuckled to themselves, wait no... With each other! Yeah! Chuckled with each other.
"You know, maybe this ain't so bad." Wolf said.
"Tch. Yeah. We are stuck in this creepy house, but hey, you're right! This ain't that bad." Falco replied.
The two chuckled, again.
"But getting out would be nice." Falco stated.
"Yeah, good point." Wolf muttered.
Rain poured outside.
"Well, at least we're inside and not out there." Wolf said. Falco nodded in agreement.
"...I don't mind the rain, though." He stated, as if it as the most important confession ever.
"Really? I thought someone like you would dislike the rain." Wolf questioned. "Then again, everyone is not what they appear to be... I don't mind the rain, either. Pretty calming, in my opinion."
"I agree. Sometimes I just sit back and listen to some music." Falco explained. "Calms me down, you know? Uh... D-Don't tell anyone I said that."
"Hey, no prob, man. Almost everyone does that." Wolf replied.
Falco snickered. "Even you?"
"...Yeah. Even me... Now don't you go telling anyone that I stated that!"
"Ah, no problem. I'm not that big of a jerk."
Wow. There's a lot of dialogue here, folks. Huh. I should add in some non-dialogue parts. OKAY, SOME FILLER, LET'S GO!
Pikachu looked around the Smash Mansion, wondering where Wolf ran off to. He asked Yoshi, and Fox, if they've seen him, but both said no. Even the other smashers, and the Ancient Minister said no.
The now blonde was becoming concerned. But then again, he's worrying about Wolf O'Donnel.
Wolf O'FUCKING Donnel. The blonde managed to shrug it off, and just prayed he would pop up at some point.
Pikachu sighed and went to get some lunch.
"Man, wish I brought my iPod or something." Falco muttered. "Could be listening to some Green Day or something."
"...Green Day?" Wolf questioned. "You love Green Day?"
"Well, yeah. Green Day's freaking awesome!"
"Of course they are! And there's Linkin Park and Simple Plan."
"Don't forget Three Days Grace!"
"Man, I love that band!"
"I know, right!" Wolf snickered. "Man... why are we suddenly talking about bands?"
Falco shrugged. "Because we're bored, that's why."
"Oh. Right."
The two looked at each other, then laughed.
"WELL. YOU TWO ARE GETTING ALONG! PERFECT! TIME TO GO HOME!" A familiar voice boomed.
The two froze. "...Wait..."
A light suddenly flashed, and surrounded the two. When it disappeared, they were back in the real Smash Mansion.
"... THE HELL!?" The two cried.
"I SENT YOU TWO THERE."
"What the fuck?!" Wolf hissed at the Ancient Minister.
"W-Why!?" Falco barked.
"TO STRENGTHEN YOUR FRIENDSHIP, THAT'S WHY!" The Ancient Minister then headed back to his room.
"...I really hate that guy." Wolf groaned.
"But without him this fanfic wouldn't exist." Falco muttered.
"HEY! THAT'S MY JOB!" Pikachu cried out from somewhere in the Smash Mansion.
-Month 1:Day 16 Over. Month 1: Day 17 Begins-
"Hey, ." A soft voice greeted.
Wolf looked at the owner of said voice, breakfast still in his mouth. It belonged to the now human Red-Pikmin. Wolf swallowed his room.
"Oh, hey. You're... Red-Pikmin, right?"
"Call me R-Pik."
"...Okay then. R-Pik." Wolf said. "So... Why're are you talking to me? Not that it's bad. Just wondering."
"...I'm looking for B-Pik. Y-Pik won't help me." R-Pik explained.
"Huh." Wolf said to himself.
He sighed. "Alright. I'll help you find him."
He got out of his seat. "Where was the last place you saw B-Pik?"
"...Tr-Training room."
"Let's go there then."
The two now humans headed to their destination. Of course, when they got there, B-Pik was no where in sight. R-Pik looked like he was going to cry if he didn't find his friend. Wolf questioned why Olimar wasn't helping, and the red-head said that he was sick. Wolf cursed to himself, and continued to help R-Pik find B-Pik.
A/N: GAH! GOT IT DONE! And ain't Wolf such a sweetie in part 1 of this arc? :D
Yeah, this arc is going to be 2 or three parts. We're going to see Wolf act like a nice guy. Why? Cause I'm the author of this fic! And yeah, I'm referring to the Pikmin as *first letter of color*-Pik. It's easier then calling them *color*-Pikmin. And, yes, I am a Rock fan.