A/N: Read and be happy.
Chapter 106: American Boy
Los Angeles
"Alright! Say I love LA!"
"I love LA!" The group of Smashers took a group photo blending with the Americans, wearing casual California clothing, as they enjoyed their time at the beach. From the beach, they enjoyed the rides in Universal Studios and meeting Mickey Mouse in Disneyland, and walked the streets at Hollywood.
By the time they enjoyed themselves throughout the day, it became a cool evening in LA and the Smashers headed for a nearby park that was empty. A good rest zone for the Smashers after their fun adventures.
"These American clothes are so nice!" Roy laid on the grass, arms and legs spread apart in his red tee and black basketball shorts.
"It was a fascinating experience." Robin said, sitting on a bench in a white crop top and black shorts.
"My favorite part had to be the guy on the unicycle when we went to Hollywood," Sonic said. "I gotta try that myself."
"Don't forget the huge mob that attacked Daisy and Sonic," Roy said.
"Well, who knew we were so popular! And I've never been to America!" Daisy laughed, laying right next to Roy on the grass in a short orange dress.
"I did some research, and it seems you two are well known in America," Robin said.
As everyone talked about their favorite experiences, Richter pulled out a beer under his sleeveless blue hoodie and snapped it open with his fingernails. Chun-Li in a white sport's bra and skinny jeans eyed the vampire hunter that drank beside him.
With a half-hour of resting in the park, the stars began to appear. Most of the Smashers drifted off to sleep in the park with their souvenirs all around them.
Makato slept right next to Ike on the bench in a pink overall dress with a white blouse inside, and her head inched toward Ike's arm as a pillow. Ike froze from her hair of silk, brushing against his arm. He lifted his free arm and shook his way to her shoulder, not knowing if he should pull her in or not.
"I'm glad the princess had some fun." Miru sat across from the two and showed a half-smile to the Princess, remembering the Makato's joy throughout the day.
Peach sat on the same bench with Miru and Tifa with tired eyes, staring at the couple. "Aww~ Where's Cloudy so we can do the same thing?"
"I'm being nice by giving you your freedom and now you want to sleep right next Cloud?" Miru said.
"I will not let you near him, as long as you're alive," Tifa said. "And besides, he's in the restroom! Did you forget you traumatized him?"
"And did you see what he was wearing? A loose black tank! Baggy sweats! My baby has become a model!"
"But all those girls- -those maggots, while we were in Hollywood, surrounded him like the nasty flies they were. . ." Tifa groaned.
"You guys make a great pair. . ." Miru commented.
Richter woke up from his nap and rubbed his eyes. "Ok guys. We are not sleeping in the streets tonight just to get jumped by homeless people. Call Marth, Ike, and let's crash at their place."
"Got it."
(oOoOoOo)
The bluenette checked his phone when he saw Ike's name on the phone while laying on the couch with Lucina.
"Wait, you guys are in America. . .? No, you're lying." Marth chuckled out nervously, as he took a scoop of his unsweetened applesauce. He waited for a response and then his phone went off on a ding. Checking the screen, Marth was sent a group photo of the Smashers on the beach with LA fashion on them.
Marth froze and coughed out the incoming apple sauce that slipped in his throat. Lucina panicked and placed her hand on his back, giving out heavy pats. "Are you okay, Marth-sama? Is the applesauce not creamy enough for you?"
"N-no! The applesauce is fine!" Marth cleared his throat and placed the phone back to his ear. "Are you guys really in LA? Like right now?!" Marth shot up from the couch. Lucina stood up with him, feeling excited alongside him.
"Did or did you not see the picture I sent you? Man, did LA get a toll on you? Are you high because of the weed air?"
"No. . . I'm just happy to see this photo. Do you not like the air?"
"This air is a dream come true. You should have let me come with you. I think Makato would like it here too."
"Oh, Makato-chan. . ." Tears began to form beneath his eyes, as he grew more emotional. "Where are you guys now?"
"At some park. . ."
"Ok! Um. . . is there like two pride flags next to the candy machine?"
"Yea. . ."
"Great! Stay where you guys are! I'll be right there!" Marth hung up on Ike, stuffing his phone into his black skinny jeans. He got up from the couch and brushed his light blue tee. "Chrom, Ike and the others are here in LA."
"What?!" Chrom stopped wiping dishes glanced at Marth. "Radiant Hero Ike? That's great! It's about time we get some company. Who else is here?"
"Makato is here. . ." Marth checked his phone again and counted the people on the group phone. "Roy, Miru, Peach, Richter. Oh, Chun-Li? The girl Robin, Sonic, Tifa, Cloud. Marmalade and. . . Daisy." Marth paused. "She's gotten quite-"
"Who?" Lucina frowned, peeking into Marth's phone.
"Nothing." Marth stuffed his phone back in his pocket and slipped on some sandals. "You stay here. I'll be back to pick them up."
"That's a lot of people. . ." Chrom trailed. "I think I'll have to order some pizza and chicken wings."
(oOoOoOo)
By the time Marth gathered the Smashers back at Chrom's crib, the house was filled with warm laughter of reunions. Hugs and cheers were exchanged. Everyone enjoyed themselves with the dinner of pizza and chicken after the long reunion.
"Quite a lot of you. And you guys want to bring the Smash Mansion back. . .?" Chrom said, sitting on the dining table.
"Yeah," Richter popped another wine bottle that Chrom kept in his wine cellar.
"Just curious. How old are you?"
"Y- -Old. . . enough to drink? Pfft!" With no glass, straight from the bottle, he drank.
Chrom let him drink as he got up from the table. He headed for the balcony to where the female Robin was, as she watched the evening sky; white long hair flowing back from white crop top and black shorts.
"It's great to see you, Robin." Chrom joined her, placing himself next to her.
"Oh, Chrom. Hello." Robin smiled at Chrom and continued to gaze at the stars.
He watched her, as both cheeks bloomed to a rose color. "Do you know what your brother is up to?"
"You dare speak about that cis-male, privileged, White supremacist piece of shit?" She answered bitterly.
Chrom sweatdropped. "Oh, uh. . . I didn't mean to trigger you. You know, Lucina and I missed you dearly."
Robin turned her head to Chrom, now gaining his attention. "You missed me? I'm just a spitting image of my brother. . . Wait, that cis-male, man-spreading, pimp! I barely even know you, but my memories are attached to that Male."
"Well, even so, you're still Robin," Chrom said. His hand slowly crept up to Robin's hand, as he placed it gently on her's. She looked at his hand, larger than her's, covering up her small fingers.
"You're different from Male Robin. You're more understanding and kind. And for those reasons. . . I think. . . I'm-"
"Say no more of your lust!" Robin pulled her hand away from Chrom's grasp.
"W-what? Lust? N-no! You got it all wrong! I just think you're beautiful and-"
"Oh! Beautiful! Is it because I'm a woman you think I'm so easy-going?! I'm easy to catch in your sex-trafficing van! Maybe you might pull up next to my car in an empty parking lot when there's so many around! Find the perfect opportunity to kidnap me?! Or is it because you're a single father, you think I'm a good candidate as your wife?! I'm a strong independent woman who needs no mans!" Robin pointed her finger directly at Chrom, who shook his legs off.
"W-wait, of course. . . not. . ."
She faced her back and marched back inside the house. "Only Ike is the one for me. . ." She muttered to herself. "He just hasn't seen a real woman yet."
(oOoOoOo)
Miru was in the kitchen with Lucina, checking the cookbook for apple pie. "How are your cooking skills going along in the States, Lucina?" Miru asked.
Lucina frowned, peeling her fourth apple. "I made so many things! But, nobody tried any of my recipes. . ."
"How unfortunate. What kinds of dishes did you make?"
"Well for my first dish, I wanted to make a nice afternoon snack for my father and Marth-sama, so I made grilled spam sticks with a nice spicy Cheeto chocolate dip with pickle-lemon juice to drink on the side."
Miru gagged from the thought of that combination. Luckily, she didn't catch him and continued on.
"When I showed them the afternoon snack, they just left the house, saying they're going out for a walk till midnight. Then the next day, since it was such a hot day, I wanted my father to get a nice meal before leaving the house. With the can of Campbell's Chunky Clam Chowder, I was able to make clam chowder popsicles!"
"Ah! Shit. . ." Miru winced in pain and dropped the knife that made a deep cut in his finger.
"Are you okay?!" Lucina looked over to his finger and noticed blood gushing out. "Oh, let me get you a band-aid!"
"Thanks. . ." Miru's face grew pale as chills circulated throughout his body. "Clam chowder popsicles. . .?"
(oOoOoOo)
Marth and Makato met outside with each other near the pool.
"What do you think about Los Angeles, Makato-chan?" Marth asked, sitting on a beach chair alongside Makato.
"Los Angeles is beautiful, but smelling marijuana every day can be quite a headache for me." Makato stared at the pool as she rubbed her nose.
"Understandable. But it took some time for me to get used to it." Marth said. "I'm so glad you guys came and told me the news. Being a Smasher has always been a part of my life."
"Marth. . ." Makato turned to him, seeing a soft smile across his lips.
"Honestly, I can't stand living here. . . Chrom and Lucina are like glue to my face. They never leave me alone." Marth turned to Makato and got up from his chair as he approached her. "Your hair. . . it looks very cute on you."
"Oh, thank you." Makato glanced over her shoulder, brushing her short hair. "Having short hair has been an experience, but I prefer to have my buns back and some longer locks."
"Hey! Prince Marth!" Daisy ran up to him with Marmalade by her side. Daisy wore an orange bikini and Marmalade wore a school swimsuit.
"Hello, Daisy." Marth greeted.
"You're gonna miss out on a challenge! I'd change into a swimsuit if I were you." Daisy said. "Let's go!"
"Wamee!" The Inkling nodded at her side. Makato and Marth watched the two as they jumped into the pool.
"What's going on?" Marth blinked a couple of times, bewildered.
"Last to leave the pool wins Chrom's credit card!" Roy ran to the pool as well in his red, flaming hot swim trunks. Tifa and Peach headed into the water in their bikinis and jumped into the pool.
"That's a honeymoon for my Cloudy~" Peach twirled in the pool in a pink bikini.
"For the love of Jenova, you almost turned Cloud into a vegetable state! Or did you forget?!" Tifa said, in a black strapless bikini.
"You guys joining or what?" Ike came to the backyard as well in his black swimming trunks. Robin came behind in her black bikini and headed to the pool herself
"No thanks. I can't believe Chrom agreed to it." Marth said.
"He never did."
"W-what?"
"I can't swim. . ." Makato said.
"No worries." Ike pointed to the ring floaties in the pool of various colors.
"Oh! How thoughtful of you! I shall change then. . ." Makato hopped out of the beach chair and ran inside.
Marth looked at Ike with a sly smile. "Let's be real, you just want to see her in a bikini."
"Of course not. I bought her a one-piece with a little skirt for none of you perverts to peek."
"Says the Prince of Perverts."
"Suck a fat one."
As Ike left Marth's side, Cloud appeared right next to Marth in dark blue swim trunks and stared at the water.
Marth looked over to him and noticed his silent gaze. "You're not joining?"
The moment Cloud spotted the pink mushroom princess, his skin became white as snow. "I thought I wanted to. . . But staying inside is better. . . and safer. . ."
Marth got up from his chair and stared at the pool with a bunch of Smashers floating. He smiled at the sight, remembering the times they've spent together in the Smash Mansion.
"I can't wait to go home. . ."
(oOoOoOo)
August 12th
It was another blazing day in LA for Chrom, Lucina, and Marth, but this time they had company with their old friends from the Smash Mansion.
"Good morning, Ike." Makato approached the mercenary in his bed at the boy's room.
"Makato. . . Mornin'. . ." Ike rubbed his eyes as he lifted his back up. He looked at her seeing Makato in a loose, yellow nightgown. What covered her chest was a puffy white pillow she held onto.
"I wanted to see you first thing in the morning. You see, I had a scary dream." Makato said, sitting right next to him on the bed.
"What was it about?"
"I was trapped in this place. . . and these bad people came. I don't really remember much, but it was so scary. . ."
Ike wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in. "Are you okay now?"
"Mmh. . ." Makato smiled, nodding.
"You don't say?" Richter came up to them topless with only blue boxers on. "Well, I had a dream about these blood-sucking ninjas! They were tracking you and me down. Then this Chinese girl with the short blonde hair that looked like those thick-cut noodles you boil up for ramen. And her arms were super long and weird! Like social-distancing arms!"
"I was in your dream?" Makato sweatdropped.
"Yeah, don't worry. In my dreams, I made sure everyone is banged up in a coffin." Richter then laughed.
"Oh okay. . ."
"Good morning, everyone." Chrom opened the door to the boy's room wearing a dark blue shirt and a white apron over.
"I thought you were asleep. . ." Miru said to Chrom.
"No, he's an early bird and tends to do things first thing in the morning," Marth explained, letting out a small yawn.
"You boys are going to make breakfast today," Chrom said.
"Wait, why?" Ike asked.
"Aren't we guests?" Roy pouted, still half-awake in his bed.
"As long as you live in this house, you do as I say. And today, the boys will be cooking breakfast. Don't care if you're our guest or not." Chrom explained. He cleared his throat and glanced at Marth. "Of course, the Hero-King is our royal guest and can do anything he pleases."
Marth sweatdropped as he ruffled his hair. "Stop with the Hero-King card. I preferred to be treated as an equal."
"Are the girls doing something? Why do we have to do everything?" Roy whined, stuffing his face into a pillow.
"Don't worry. . ." Chrom said. "Lucina is telling the girls to clean up the living room and the windows as they do need some polishing. And has anyone seen my credit card?"
(oOoOoOo)
As the boys made breakfast, the girls cleaned up the living room and windows as ordered from the owner of the deluxe vacation home. The girls had no problem with cleaning. The boys, however. . .
"Stop leaving eggshells in the eggs! You are a disgrace to all of the chefs!" Roy stared at the bowl of Ike's handy work.
"What do you mean? Doesn't everyone eat eggshells for extra protein?" Ike grabbed another egg from the egg carton and smashed it straight into the large, mixing bowl. "Hah, Gordon Ramsey is shaking."
"If you want everyone to choke, go ahead!"
"Ike being a dumbass yet again," Marth said, mixing pancake batter.
Miru had a spatula in his hand, working on the pancakes that were being cooked.
"Hmm. . ." Sonic stared at the bacon strips that were cooking in the oven. "Why can't they hurry up?"
"Hurry up? Just put it to the maximum temp." Richter said. "It works for me."
"Ah okay. . ." Sonic did as told and pushed the up arrow to increase the heat that was five times more.
As many of the guys were crowded in the kitchen. Cloud walked over to the dining table with a stack of plates.
"Cloudy~?"
A loud hiccup burst from the blonde's lips and his fingers went weak in an instant. A dish slipped from the stack and by surprise, Sonic was able to grab it at a nick of time.
"Don't call him that! Did you forget! You traumatized him!" Tifa said to Peach. "Like how many times must I repeat myself?!"
"Enough for you to understand that I didn't traumatize him. I showed him love and affection in my love basement!" Peach smiled, adjusting the pillows of the couch.
Robin stared at the kitchen and smiled. "I'm so glad Chrom agreed with the boys cooking and the girls doing the cleaning. Not every lady knows how to cook."
"Just like you," Ike commented.
"IKE!"
"Why did you suggest that, Robin?!" Lucina whined, slapping Robin's back. "I wanted to cook my special!"
"You're gonna send us straight into cardiac arrest if you ask me. . ." Robin murmured to herself.
"Prince Marth, cooking in the kitchen. . ." Daisy slipped out a line of drool and wiped it with her hand in a flash. "Such a turn on."
Marmalade watched Daisy's expression, feeling sick in her tummy. "Ew."
Marth glanced over at the girls that were cleaning just when he caught eyes with Daisy's.
Daisy swished her head away from Marth's stunning gaze, as a burst of nervous laughter jumped out from her lips. "Well, well, time to vacuum! Hahahaha! Vroom vroom vroom!"
"Seems like the girls aren't having a problem, unlike you, who doesn't know how to crack a simple egg," Marth commented.
"Shut it, Princess Karen." Ike smashed another egg into the bowl, as more pieces of eggshells floated in the mixing bowl. "At least we're not wasting food."
Richter opened the fridge and pulled out a beer. "Ah, time for freshu America beer breaku."
"What are you doing? We're still cooking." Chrom said.
"Yeah? In America, people take breaks, don't they? Me? I never take a break from killing vampires!" Richter popped the metal cap with his fingers and chugged it straight down as he left the kitchen.
"Honestly every day! How is he not vomiting from his eyeballs?!" Chun-Li glared at the vampire hunter from afar.
"Maybe his alcohol tolerance is high," Makato said, wiping the windows.
"Hmmph. This is going to bite him back in the ass. Just you wait. That American beer will take him straight to the toilet for three days."
(oOoOoOo)
"Thanks for the food! Let's eat!"
Both jobs were done for the girls and the boys. The girls did a great job with everything cleaned and polished. The thing the boys did that were great were the pancakes and the orange juice.
"Ok, why is the bacon black?" Robin said, picking up nothing but the black ashes that disintegrated once she picked it up with her fingers.
"Richter said it was a faster way to make bacon," Sonic said.
Everyone in the table faced their attention to Richter. Richter stopped eating the eggs and eyed the Smashers. "Hey, hey! I was only kidding! A little joke!"
"Cooking isn't a joke," Chrom said. "Just like my missing credit card. And please! Has anyone seen it?"
"Well, your little joke burnt the fucking bacon," Ike said, irritated.
"These eggs suck. Sorry." Daisy said, "Tasted like I'm eating rocks and sandpaper."
"Eggs are supposed to taste like rocks and sandpaper," Ike said.
"That's only you," Marth said.
"Well, thank God Marth and Miru did the pancakes or I would have gone to iHop," Daisy said.
"The girls should have done cooking if you ask me," Roy said.
"NO! This was the best idea ever! And it will be like that!" Robin said, pointing her fork to Roy.
"O-ookay!"
"Anyways," Chrom cleared his throat to gather everyone's attention. "I just ordered some plane tickets for all of us to head back to Smashville, so we can get the Smash Mansion back later in the evening. As it was Richter's idea. Sooner the better."
"That's great," Marth said.
"Finally! Woo woo!" Roy cheered. "Who wants to go to Popeyes instead of eating this nasty breakfast?!"
Majority rule when everyone raised their hands.
"Yeah, these eggs suck." Ike spat out the large pieces of eggshells.
"It took you that long for you to open your eyes?" Marth said.
As the table got louder, Chrom got up from the dining table and turned on the TV. The moment he did, the visual of a speed chase appeared on TV. A bunch of cops chasing a large white truck with the bird's eye view of the helicopters capturing everything on TV.
"Breaking News! I'm Caroline Topaz, and today we are here, live, in Times Square New York, with a speed chase. This isn't like your average speed chase, but the police believe that the suspect is in the white truck that came from an abandoned hospital that was filled with the most disturbing stuff! And most of them were the missing girls that were reported around New York."
From what Caroline Topaz said, everyone in the dining table turned their heads straight to the table.
"The investigators believe that in this case, the suspect was doing illegal human trafficking and selling organs. And right now, the chase is on to stop this man once and for all. It is quite the most dangerous speed chase yet with the many civilians walking everywhere."
"Oh. . ." Marth stared at the truck on the screen and turned to Chrom. "Didn't you say Robin's in New York?"
"Uh, yeah. . . He is." Chrom said.
"I hope he's alright," Lucina said.
(oOoOoOo)
New York
"IcantwaittogetoutofhereIcantwaittogetoutofhere." Robin had his hands glued to the steering wheel of the white truck while dodging every taxi on the streets. The sirens were whirling all around his ears, which brought more pressure to the gas pedal.
Robin gulped making second glances at the gas meter on the truck. The pointer was barely above the E on the meter. Sweat poured from Robin's back.
"How was I founded out so quickly?! I can't go to jail and clean someone's doo-doo. Not again. Not today. And I'm not playing 'drop the soap' anymore!"
His eyes locked onto the road, swerving his wheel left and right for an open road. Within a few minutes on the highway, a truck going at the same speed as Robin's drove by next to him.
Robin didn't want to take a glance, but at the corner of his eyes, the car never went past nor behind him. Only to stay by his side.
The tactician glanced over.
"Those Dragon Ball people. . ." Robin sweatdropped, remembering their faces from the abandoned hospital. "So they knew where I was and what I was planning. . .!"
The pirate hero and the green-haired hero showed Robin their taunting smirk as the one with brown locks drove.
"Now, Arusu!" Eight called out. "We're near his truck, ya."
A thunk echoed inside of Robin's car. Robin knew at that moment, something or someone was on top of his truck.
"Oh! It seems a person has gone on top of the suspect's truck! And they're holding. . . a sword?! What are they planning to do with it?" Caroline Topaz reported from the helicopter.
"Heyah!" Arusu thrust the sword down from the top of the truck and to the driver's seat.
The sword was like a jumpscare for Robin as he cursed his tongue out, making drastic turns. The white truck lost all control, crashing into many cars. After that, the truck crashed and burned out on a light pole. The police cars slowly pulled up to Robin's truck and a flood of cops came out of the car and pointed their guns at the truck.
"And it looks like the truck had a crash near the pole and the police are out with their weapons, as they maintain their distance. Luckily, nobody was hurt." Caroline Topaz reported to the watchers. "Will he get out of the car and surrender?"
The heroes stopped their car and pulled up to where the other cop cars were.
"We finally got him, ya!" Eight said.
"He better be out before I beat the living daylight out of him! Argh!" Solo punched the window of the truck.
"Uh. . ." A shy voice called out to the heroes behind them. The three turned to them seeing the two Corrins at the back.
"Is Robin ok?" Male Corrin asked.
"Who gives a shit!" Solo growled.
"Calmed down, ya!" The pirate hero said, patting Solo's shoulder.
"Don't fucking touch me!"
"We'll know once Arusu tells us the word," Eleven said.
Arusu hopped from the top of the truck and opened the door. His eyes widened in shock, and his lips barely formed a word.
"Wh. . . whe. . . he." Arusu entered the crashed truck, searching, digging, hoping for a sight of a dark cloak and white hair. After a while of searching, Arusu let out a frustrated sigh, slamming the truck door on his way out. He ignored the police officers that called out to him and headed straight to his friends.
The heroes left the car and met up with Arusu. "What's the news? Is he dead?" Eleven asked.
"He's. . . gone." Arusu lowered his head, tightening his fist into a ball.
"What?! What do you mean he's gone?!" Solo shoved Arusu out of his way and sprinted for the car.
"That can't be. . ." Male Corrin sweatdropped. He looked at his female self that was pigging down a crispy bagel sandwich.
"I swear. . . I saw. . ." Arusu said. Eleven placed his hand on his shoulder and shook his head.
"It's okay. We'll get him next-"
"Hey! Up there, ya!" The pirate hero pointed to the helicopter that was buzzing up and down, losing control in the same way as the white truck that Robin drove.
"What's going on there?" Male Corrin asked out loud.
"He has to be there!" Solo ran back to the group.
"H-hey!" Caroline Topaz panicked in the helicopter. "How did you get up here?! L-ladies and g-g-gentleman! The s-suspect in the white truck is now in our helicopter! AH! What are you doing?!"
"Don't mind me, I just need to borrow your camera. . ." Robin reached his hand to the camera and placed his hand on the lens, blocking the view of many watchers.
(oOoOoOo)
"Ah! What is that?!" Peach shivered, pointing to a living hand that appeared from the TV screen as it popped out to their living room.
"Impossible! I have never seen anything like this!" Chun-Li said.
"Wamee!" The Inkling squeezed onto Daisy's legs in fear.
Everyone gathered near the TV in the living room, as more body parts appeared out of the screen.
"Is this the Ring in real life?! I'm not ready!" Roy cried out.
"Wait a minute. . ." Chrom recognized the eye patterns on the black cloak. "It can't be. . . How is he doing this?"
"Who is it, father?" Lucina asked.
Chrom couldn't explain in time; the head came out and the other arm and then the torso and then the legs. He reverse crawled out of the screen, making Peach scream out even more.
Ike tilted his head and rolled his eyes at the instant of the person's face. "You've gotta be fucking with me."
"Is that. . . Robin? It is. . ." Miru trailed, scratching his hair.
Robin let out a breath of air, flopping his body the other way around, as he laid on his stomach. "That. . . that was a close call. . ."
"Robin!" Chrom said.
"Oh, it is him! Whoa, dude!" Roy said.
"Ugh." Female Robin grew disgusted at the sight of his face and walked back to the dining table.
The rest waited for Robin to recover from his TV travel as he did pop out from Chrom's TV. Robin wobbled his legs back on his feet, dusting his cloak, and looked at his new company.
Robin stared at everyone with wide eyes. "Oh. . . Wasn't expecting to see the Smashers here in Chrom's house! Long time no see. . . Hahaha . . . hehehe. . .heh. What time is it?"
"It's time to tell us what have you've been up to in New York." Chrom crossed his arms. "And let me guess, you were the suspect driving the white truck, doing all of that illegal stuff!"
"Hahaha. . . I'm in Cali now, so. . . That doesn't count." Robin laughed. "Everything you saw in New York. Forget about it."
"Oh, Robin. . ." Lucina sighed, showing a half-smile.
"Thank you, Chrom for watching TV, because I wouldn't know how my body would survive if the TV was off."
Chrom was left speechless and decided to head back to the dining table.
"How did you do that?" Ike asked, poking the TV screen.
"None of your business. Anyways, I'm hungry." Robin cleared his throat, walking to the dining table, and grabbing a piece of pancake.
"Who cares what he did in New York. We all make mistakes!" Richter laughed. "Anyways, Robin, my guy. We're bringing the Smash Mansion back, and you're coming along. Good thing you're here, cause we leaving tonight."
"Great! I hate the States. I forgot they had rules here!" Robin stretched his arms in the air. "I guess. . . I can get the Corrins another time."
"Corrin?" Female Robin asked him.
"Nothing."
