Origins: Edelgard
Askr: Months ago
Marth rounded the corner to the main assembly hall of the Askr Castle. Seated around the table were three people. On one side was the mysterious summoner, the one who had united them all in protecting the country of Askr by bringing them together. He was presumably from a futuristic world, one not unlike Cloud Strife's. On the other was the white-haired young woman Edelgard, her trusty ax laid out on the table in front of her. Eerily standing behind her was the Edelgard's brooding, scowling, yet always faithful servant Hubert. Dimitri, Claude, and Loki had come in saying the Edelgard had reached "Level 40" during a training excursion. Marth was unclear about what "levels" meant. What he did know, however, was that Level 40 was the maximum level of potential a warrior could reach, as he was one of the first of the summoner's warriors to reach it. Customarily, one was to meet with the Summoner on one when they reached the level, usually to air whatever grievances or feelings they had as a sign of full devotion to the cause. Edelgard softly cleared her throat.
"You tend to look at me as though you expect me to leave at any moment. I suppose it can't be helped. You need not worry, however. Even if I did not care about this country and its people... For the sake of my ambitions, I would still be sure to see this effort to its end. I promise you that. Remember who I am. I am Edelgard von Hresvelg, and I am sworn to help you vanquish your enemies. With my allegiance to your cause, victory is a foregone conclusion."
The summoner silently nodded, "Thank you, Your Highness. You and Hubert are dismissed."
Edelgard nodded her thanks, motioning for Hubert to follow as she grabbed her weapon. They strode through the grand set of double doors leading out of the room. The Summoner meanwhile spread his book on the table, thumbing through the ancient tome while humming a merry tune.
Marth frowned. He had no hard evidence, but something was conniving behind Edelgard's, but especially Hubert's, eyes. A lust to be the best, that could expand across her globe, maybe the multiverse if she had a powerful backer.
Marth slunk back into the room he had previously been in, activating his wrist communicator.
"How can I be of assistance Master Marth? A new tournament has not yet begun."
"I know that ROB!" hissed Marth, "But I'd like to update the database."
"New database entry created, please state the name of potential Smasher."
"Edelgard von Hresvelg."
Smash Mansion: Now
It was a sunny spring day at the Smash Mansion, as the Mansion's weather protocols had dictated after several days of rain. Mario sat on the top of the steps of the enormous mansion, a plate on his lap with a single slice of pepperoni pizza on it. Mario brought the slice of pizza up to his mouth, taking a bite. Recruitment had taken up most of his time, with Terry and Sans having joined the fold relatively recently. However, a thought was always nagging at the back of his mind. The fact that Conker and his cabal hadn't made any visible moves. That was the keyword to Mario and his advisors, "visible". Mario had no doubt Conker was recruiting villains at a rate that matched, or even exceeded their recruitment efforts, in universes that they didn't know the location of. This had, of course, greatly frustrated the administrative team, but none more than Mario. He had been incredibly distant to Peach since after his discussion with Sans. Mario briefly considered what kind of date he could take Peach on to rectify the situation when he felt a cold burst of wind behind him.
"Something troubles you." rang a deep voice in his mind.
"Oh, hello Mewtwo" greeted Mario, not even turning to look at the 150th Pokemon, "Yes, quite a bit is troubling me …but I suppose you know that already"
"I do not mean to pry, but I hear thoughts the way we hear idle chatter when people speak, and quite loudly too. That aside, your thoughts weren't the reason why I came looking for you. ROB sent me to find you, as your wrist communicator is turned off. We have a hit."
"Yeah, sorry. I just needed a little bit of a peace and a-quiet, I-"
Then, suddenly a realization dawned on Mario.
"A hit? What do you mean?" asked the red garbed plumber.
"Conker and his associates are meeting with someone from our database. We have a lock on their position if you want to join. It was decided that you and Marth would be best at representing our cause in this scenario, as this person was put in the database per his request."
"Edelgard correct?"
"Yes"
"Alright, I'm heading out. Watch my pizza for me will you Mewtwo?" Mario asked as he bolted into the mansion.
Mewtwo telepathically picked up the pizza, sniffing it. With a grunt, he flung the pizza slice deep into the forest that surrounded the mansion.
"Human food, disgusting" grumbled Mewtwo as he lazily floated back into the mansion.
It didn't take long for Mario to meet up with Marth who was running to the portal room.
"Goddess, I hope we're not too late." huffed the blue-haired prince.
"Agreed. A potential ally turned to the other side isn't what we need right now."
"If anyone can convince her though, it's you and I Master Mario."
"Well, I'm relieved to hear you say that."
Marth quizzically raised an eyebrow, "If something's the matter, you need to stow it. We need to be on our game here. This could be a full-on skirmish we're walking into."
"I know, you're right, sorry. I assume you gave ROB the standby order, to wait for our signal if we need backup?"
"I am all too familiar with the procedures of recruiting Master Mario."
Mario smiled, "Good. We're coming up on the portal room now!"
Garreg Mach Monastery
Fall was just giving way to winter on the continent of Fódlan, and in the cold stood a terrified young woman, Edelgard von Hresvelg. She and Hubert had been walking through a seldom-used path to get to her next class, for which she had overslept and thus was running late, when a humanoid squirrel had stepped out of a portal, accompanied by a black-robed, silver-haired man with a ridiculously long sword,
"Hey, how's it going Flame Emperor?" said the squirrel.
"I do not know who you are" growled Hubert, "But you need mind how you speak to Lady Edelgard."
"Name's Conker the Squirrel, and….hmph lady " scoffed Conker, "Some lady you are, sneakin' around on all yer friends, being a villain and all. But I like yer style, and I wanna give you somethin' to join our cause."
" Your…cause?" asked Edelgard
"World domination" growled the man with the sword, "Shaping the world how we wish it. Is that not what you plan to do, Flame Emperor?"
"Yeah! We know these church bozos have messed with you and your family, and you wanna screw 'em back,"Conker explained pausing to hiccup, "And I have just the things"
Conker snapped his claws, and in a flash of light, four weapons appeared floating through the air. Edelgard gasped, "The Hero's Relics! And the Sword of the Creator!"
Hubert grimaced, "How did you get these weapons, you creature? These weapons are wholly unique artifacts."
Conker shrugged nonchalantly, "Eh. Weapon collection's easy when you go to a timeline when yer little war wipes out everyone. Then again, ain't that what you wanted? Ultimate, goddamn, power" hissed the Squirrel King, stepping uncomfortably close to Edelgard and Hubert
"I'm sorry, time what?" asked Edelgard. "Furthermore, your breath reeks of alcohol" she stated as her nose wrinkled slightly
Conker laughed, "Time, my drinkin, none of it will really matter to ya in the end. The point is, join us, and you can take these here weapons."
Edelgard instinctually raised her hand, and the weapons flew to her, orbiting around her.
"Ha! They like ya! C'mon, let's g-"
Suddenly another portal opened. Mario leaped out of the portal slamming his fist into the ground followed by Marth
"You!" Hubert shouted, "You're one of the warriors from Askr!"
"Yes, Sir Hubert. However, I'm afraid now isn't the time for pleasantries."
Hubert growled, poised to say more, but Edelgard held up her hand, "That we could infer, but you must state your purpose."
Marth cleared his throat, "Think of the situation on Askr, but beyond the scope of the Fire Emblem. I and my compatriot Mario here are members of The Super Smash Brothers. Many of our mutual allies from Askr have also joined the cause. We seek to change the world…"
Conker cackled with laughter, "Yeah! Through peace n' politics. But us? We know this world isn't salvageable how it is. It hasta be destroyed, rewritten."
"I know your history Edelgard, and why that history may predicate your allegiance with Conker and his fold" Marth began, which caused Mario to snap a confused glance at him, "Similarly, that allegiance can be made with us and lead to the accomplishment of that same goal. Ultimately, you must decide whether people can be shown the way, or whether brute force is necessary. Whatever you believe, I can respect it, but understand if you go the cataclysmic route…with them, this will put us on opposite ends,"
Edelgard clutched The Sword of the Creator. Her teeth clenched briefly, pointing the sword at the Smash Brothers representative. Marth unsheathed his own sword, ready to fight. Suddenly, she swung the sword for Conker's head….
Only to be blocked by the long sword of the silver haired man. Hubert immediately made a long, sweeping gesture with his hand, which caused a magical ball of fire to materialize in the air and hurtle right towards the silver haired man. Without even turning to acknowledge the attack, a dark orb hurdled towards the blast of fire, extinguishing it. Hubert gasped in shock, while Edelgard's eyes widened in horror as she and her opponent jockeyed for position in their stalemate
"What are you?" gasped Edelgard
The man smirked, "You, young lady, may call me Sephiroth. As for what I am, I am a god.": he said with a snarl.
Suddenly, a second blade caught Sephiroth on his shoulder, breaking the clashing of blades he had with Edelgard. To the princess' shock, Marth stood by her side. Together, Marth and Edelgard lunged forward with piercing blows. However, Sephiroth stood unphased. With an animalistic growl, Sephiroth swung his blade with an impossible ferocity, seemingly cutting the air around them. Even though Marth and Edelgard were somehow moving in complete synch, both warriors began to fumble, losing their footing progressively with each blow. All this while Mario and Hubert worked to parry Sephiroth's dark orbs with fire attacks. Edelgard was the first to lose her footing, being flung backward a few inches, landing flat on her back. Meanwhile, Marth had taken a defensive stance as Sephiroth had, but somehow, each strike of Sephiroth's allowed Marth to meet his opponent's sword
"COUNTER! COUNTER! COUNTER!" Marth screamed with each blow
Edelgard shakily rose to her feet, and, with a thought, summoned Failnaught to her.
"Goddess, I hope my aim is as good as Claude's thought Edelgard
She aimed the bow, and as she mimed the motion of pulling back an arrow to fire, an arrow of light appeared, primed to fire. She fired. The arrow of light launched from the bowstring, nailing Sephiroth in the exact center of the forehead. Sephiroth fumbled, and as he did, Marth pulled his sword back for several seconds, finally stabbing Sepiroth in the gut , "EY! SEPHIROTH! LET'S BLOW THIS FREAKIN JOINT!" wailed Conker
Sephiroth answered with an affirmative grunt. He leapt backward, standing beside Conker.
Mario noticed a dark orb dissipate before his or Hubert's fire blast connected with it.
"HUBERT! HIT THEM WITH YOUR STRONGEST A-FIRE SPELL! NOW!"
Hubert nodded, folding his hands in what appeared to be prayer. As he did, several meteors of fire shot into the air. As that happened, Mario connected both of his outspread palms and thrusts his arms outward
"OH YEAH! FEE-YAHHHHHH!" screamed Mario as he unleashed his most powerful attack, the Mario Finale .
From both the horizontal and vertical plains of existence, fire enveloped the villains briefly, and then the sheer force of each hero's fiery magic connected, combusting into a mighty explosion
For a brief second, the world stood still, the only sounds audible were the whistle of the winter wind, Mario's heavy breathing, and the oncoming horde of Monastery students, presumably wondering what in the name of the Goddess had just exploded during morning lessons,
"Hey-a Marth," Mario panted, "Isn't…isn't Sephiroth that dude that almost blew up Cloud's planet?"
Marth opened his mouth to answer, but Hubert interrupted, "What in the….COMRADES! LOOK AT THE SMOKE!"
Mario could see the smoke where the magical onslaught had impacted, and as the smoke finally began to clear, Mario could see an all too familiar rainbow butterfly wing.
All Mario could do is mouth 'oh shit' to the open air as Conker's cackling once again echoed off the buildings of the Monastery, the complete absence of smoke finally revealing the foreboding wings, pumping with energy.
"Okay, now all the did was piss me off! This planet freakin' sucks! Blow it up Sephiroth ya one winged little bastard! Use that Supernova move you were tellin' us all about!"
Whereas Conker's expression was manic with rage, Sephiroth's head was hung, his eyes glazed over
"What the hell? Did ya hear me pretty boy?! I'm the KING OF ALL THE LAND! WHEN I SAY SOMETHIN' YOU FREAKIN DO IT!"
"Forgive my impudence King Conker" Sephiroth spoke, his voice a distracted montone, "But blowing up a world without the proper forethought will make your plan nigh-on impossible to complete."
Conker's expression settled, the wings disappearing, "Hey, you're right. There's a reason I keep you around pretty boy. Well that, and the ol' lady likes ya, but that's a story for another story. Alright big man, let's vamoose."
With that, Conker opened a portal and leapt through it. Sephiroth cast an expressionless glance back at the heroes before jumping in the portal himself. As the portal closed, students began to crowd around the four heroes, all exclaiming their congratulations and admiration. Unfortunately, the heroes were too winded to give truthful answers. Suddenly, amongst all the chatter, a loud voice erupted from the crowd.
"EDIE! EDIE! EDIE!"
Shoving her way through the crowd came the dark maroon-haired songstress Dorothea, Finally, upon making eye contact with Edelgard she gasped.
"Oh thank the Goddess you're alright Edie! I mean, w-what happened? I heard an explosion, and then I realized you and Hubert weren't in class and then…"
"Dorothea, I'm…I'm fine" Edelgard mumbled, desperately trying to will the red out of her cheeks, "But there's some urgent business Hubert and I must attend to, and I don't know when I'll be back."
"You'll be hearing back from Edelgard in relatively short order Dorothea." Marth explained
"Yeah! We'll explain the specifics once we explain the specifics to Edelgard, but please-a bear with us." Mario piped in.
Mario opened keyed a code into his wrist communicator touch screen, and a portal opened mere steps from where they stood.
"Edelgard, Hubert, if you'll follow us a-please." Mario explained.
"Hey!" barked Dorothea, causing all four departing heroes' heads to whip around, "You two'd better be in contact on the double. Especially you Edie, I'll…I'll miss you when you're gone"
Edelgard briefly wiped her eyes, "Agh, some ash got in my eye just there" Edelgard said with smallest of grins, "I'll miss you too Dorothea. Keep the Eagles in line while Hubert and I are away. I'm counting on you. Oh, and also, please give Professor Byleth my warmest regards. Goodbye Dorothea."
Dorothea nodded silently before whisking away through the crowd. With that, the four stepped through the portal, into the Mansion's main lobby.
"My word," gasped Hubert, "This as fine a palace as I've ever been in. Wouldn't you agree Edelgard?"
"I would Hubert, I certainly would," Edelgard mumbled as she cast a fascinated gaze around the regal foyer in which they stood
"Marth, you settle them in, I've got to make the call for an all hands meeting, alright-a?"
"Aye aye Master Mario" Marth explained, as Mario bounded up the stairs.
There was a moment's silence is Mario disappeared behind the door at the top of the stairs, the tension of which was broken by Marth.
"So…erm…normally I would give a tour and get you settled into your room, but it seems we may have a meeting first."
Another moment's silence, this time broken by Edelgard, "Prince Marth, may I ask you a question?"
Marth chuckled lightly, to which Edelgard found herself blushing. She hadn't really had time in her life to gauge what kind of human being she found attractive, but she would certainly be lying if she called Marth's voice anything other than heaven scent to her ears.
"There isn't any need for such formalities Edelgard. If you have a question, please, just ask it." came the voice of Marth.
This snapped her out of the trance she was in, her body snapping to attention on instinct, as it would when formally addressed by an older noble. The white-haired princess cleared her throat, "Marth, if these weapons were meant for others, why did they bequeath themselves to me?"
Marth looked down at the floor briefly, pondering the query.
"Honestly Princess, I can't proclaim anything with impunity. However, in my experience with blessed weapons, typically the original forgers of the weapons, or the weapons' original keepers would've wanted you to have them."
That thought took the breath out of Edelgard's body. Amyr, her axe was a given, but the fact that Claude's weapon Failnaught, Dimitri's weapon Areadbhar, and the holy sword, the Sword of the Creator, had bequeathed themselves to her despite her endless thoughts of heresy, was simply astounding.
A pink, round blob bounded into the room, shouting, "Hiii!"
"Hello Kirby! These are our new friends, Edlegard and Hubert" Marth introduced them.
"Egg-le-gard" Kirby bellowed out slowly.
"Why you pink….thing!" hissed Hubert, "You will address Princess Edlegard von…"
Edlegard shushed her longtime confidant, "Hubert, whatever it is, it's clearly just a boy. Show some restraint!"
Marth chuckled, before his posture stiffened, "Oh! Can I ask you something very candid Princess?"
"Certainly" said the white-haired Princess with a nod
"Why did….why did you choose us?" inquired the Altean prince.
"Simple, at no point in your pitch to me did you tell me how to think. You allowed me that respect, unlike that vile squirrel, and unlike the Church."
Marth nodded, "Perhaps if you have our backing, we can resolve the conflict with the Monastery without violence."
Edelgard nodded, "I hope so too. I shudder to think of civilians getting caught in the way of achieving my goals, and I believe aligning myself here is the best way to achieve this. Hubert and I promise you that we will not raise violence with the church unless my empire is provoked."
Marth nodded vigorously back, "Mario will undoubtedly be pleased to hear this."
Suddenly, they heard conversation coming from seemingly every passageway that lead into the main lobby Hubert and Edelgard flinched as the seemingly every door to the room. opened at once. The Adrestians could only stand slack-jawed at the manner of fantastical creatures that poured into the foyer. Even some of the humans wore clothing that baffled Edelgard's very understanding of fashion. The last to enter from the doors at the top of the staircase was Mario. As soon as he entered the room the room fell silent.
" Good afternoon-a Smashers. Recently, on an expedition to recruit a new fighter, we had a run in with Conker the Squirrel."
Mario paused to let the crowd briefly murmur among themselves before continuing.
"During the confrontation, we fought not only Conker, but also Sephiroth, an old enemy of Cloud's, to which I must say, our newest Smasher Edelgard and auxiliary member Hubert fought fabulously."
"WHAT?" barked Cloud from the back of the room, "Sephiroth's back again, and these two survived? Gotta say, I'm impressed, even if I am pissed Sephiroth's back in the hunt."
Edelgard raised her hand and nodded, to make her thanks known. Hubert simply nodded in agreement.
"Yes. During the confrontation, it was also determined that Conker has somehow acquired Tabuu's power, to what amount we don't know."
"HA! I KNEW IT! WARIO YOU OWE ME FIFTY GEM APPLES YOU FAT, GARLIC SWILLIN' PERVERT!" bellowed a penguin with a hammer.
Mario sighed so loudly it was audible from the top of the stair case, "Dedede now isn't the time…"
"What-a even ARE-a Gem Apples-a? I won't pay! " whined Wario
"Wario…" pleaded Mario
"ALRIGHT, IF YER GONNA A PANTYWAIST ABOUT IT, WE'S GONNA SETTLE ALL OUR BETS IN SMASH COINS ROUND THESE HERE PARTS YA BIG IDJIT!" Dedede boomed so loudly that the floor seemed to vibrate.
"Smash Coins-a are the highest traded currency in the multiverse-a. That's expensive!" Wario whined even louder and more obnoxiously than before.
"YA GAT DERN PANTYWAIST, A BET IS A BET!"
"ENOUGH!" boomed a voice from the front of the room, an impossibly muscular blond with a whip sheathed over his back, "Master Mario…speaks" hissed the man.
"Thanks a bunch a-Simon. So, as I was saying, with these factors in mind, we are amplifying our recruitment process. Our goal was to open the tournament to 100 fighters, and we still intend to do that. However, once Saki and Green rejoin us, we fill the rolls vacated by Hart and Monster Hunter, and we get Bowser Junior's Petey Piranha seedling…"
"YAHOO! PAPA! I CAN BRING PETEY TO THE TOURNAMENT!" squealed the spiked turtle that looked most like the big spiked turtle accompanying them all, who Edelgard presumed was Bowser Junior
"Uh…we're pulling the trigger on that? Thought I told ya I'd think about it Mustache?" boomed the larger spiked turtle, who the Adrestians immediately assumed was the first Bowser.
"I'm acquiring old Subspace assets, and that means we need Petey. This is not up for discussion." Mario said sternly.
"Um…excuse me, Mister Mario," piped up a blond-haired boy from the center of the crowd, "D-does that mean…?"
"I'll speak to you and Ness individually when I have a game plan" Mario affirmed, "Even with the fighters spots we intend to fill, we are still twenty fighters short. Training rooms will be open starting tomorrow, and I would ask that those of you who wish to assist in a recruitment during this time, please let an administrative team member know so that we can evaluate your performance and determine which recruitment tasks would be best suited for you. Once the remaining 20 fighters are registered that's when we'll have the traditional Physics Week, in which the training rooms will be open to everyone-a, start letting tourists into Smash City, and opening ceremonies. Finally, I'd like to make an announcement in terms of leadership. Marth, I know we didn't have a formal discussion about this-a, but you really showed your potential leading up to and during Edelgard's recruitment, so I am awarding you Vice Presidency. Marth will be absorbing some of my responsibilities in the day to day operations, however I will be a part of the recruitment process. I guess this segues into my next-a point. I owe some of my dearest friends an apology for how distant I've been lately. This last recruitment has been a positive exercise in the fact that I-a can relinquish some control."
Mario paused to lock eyes with a blond in a pink dress, who's eyes were welling already with tears.
"I should say" Mario continued after a long breath, "This isn't limited to Marth, or even limited to the administrative team. You would a-not be a part of the Smash Order if I didn't believe in your capacity to help this cause. I expect you to pass down that belief to Hubert, Edelgard, and the new members of this order that will join us in the coming weeks. Remember my friends, WE. ARE. SMASH. BROTHERS!"
Edelgard suspected that, by the sheer volume, about 80 percent of the crowd reciprocated the chant. Edelgard cast a glance at Hubert, who uncharacteristically smirked. Edelgard had to hold back a burst of laughter. Was Hubert having fun? Either way, if he was confident in this group of strange beings, she was too.
Mario smiled briefly as he saw Pit rush up and enthusiastically shake the hands of the newcomers with Palutena trailing close behind. Soon, Mario knew, the goddess would be lecturing Pit about being too eager.
At least my little speech inspired some people Mario thought as he pushed his way through the set of doors. They closed behind him, and it was only at that point Mario realized that the hallway was completely dark.
Except for a glowing pair of blue eyes.
"Greetings Master Mario" droned a familiar voice.
"Guardian Alloy?" Mario inquisitively whispered, "What in the Seven Stars are you doing out of the sublevels?"
"I bare an urgent message from Master Hand. He has taken the liberty of selecting the final twenty fighters for you."
"Guardian Alloy, Master Hand is gone. He has been for years."
"Our dimension's Master Hand, yes. But, all Master Hands of the multiverse are connected to all the Guardian Alloys of the multiverse"
Mario's eyes widened with realization, "Does that mean that Master Hand unlocked the future in the archives?"
Guardian Alloy's mechanical parts seemed to whir for a second before he continued, "You are familiar with the game chess, correct?"
Mario blinked at the question before responding, "Yes? Who isn't?"
"Then you know a chess player can only assemble the pieces, but he cannot predict how the game will play out, correct?"
"Yes?"
"Master Hand has given you the pieces necessary, but even he, the great omnipotent one himself, cannot influence or predict the coming conflict."
"Right. I understand now."
"The Master is pleased at this. I bid you farewell Master Mario, as the Archives Room remains unguarded."
Suddenly, the lights clicked on, and Guardian Alloy was nowhere to be seen. As he was processing all that had just happened, he felt someone wrap in a hug from behind
"Oh Mario…" cooed the voice of Peach, "That speech was absolutely wonderful. I assume you're diminishing your role…because of us?"
Mario sighed, "Yeah babe. It boggles my mind how you can hang out with us all and simultaneously run a kingdom. I can barely do one or the other, as you've a-seen these past few days."
"It's because, tied with our kingdom, you're my number one priority and the social events that that entails. I know that people possess different levels of energy, and you've reached your peak. I'm really appreciative of the fact that you didn't burn yourself out at both ends my darling."
"Being a good partner to you means as much to me as The Smash Brothers do."
Peach pecked him on the cheek with a giggle. Mario and Peach had kissed several times before this, and had done much more than that, but somehow, those pecks of hers always melted his legs like butter, as if he were 12 years old getting his first kiss all over again.
"Peach, when we start letting tourists in, get your nicest dress, I'll put on my suit, and we'll get a gourmet meal prepared on a rooftop some place, just-a you and me."
Peach let out an exaggerated 'hmm' before continuing, "On one condition"
Mario chuckled, "Name it."
"Can you wear the top hat? You look so goddamn dapper in it."
Mario was slack jawed, "Did you just curse?"
"Blame Samus seeing Ridley in the hallway every day for the past few weeks. I believe I've managed to learn every curse word from her world in that length of time."
"Oh Seven Stars" Mario gasped, "She's not cussing in front of the kids is she?"
"Oh, she knows that Captain Falcon would give her a stern talking to if she did."
"Ey, if you see her before me tell her Uncle Mario said to pretend there's a kid there everytime she sees Ridley. Pass that on to Bayonetta too, so she has no excuse."
Peach bit her lip, "Look at you, acting all maternal and whatnot. I would be lying if I said it wasn't dreamy as hell"
"Peach!"
"Or, dreaming as 'heck' as Isabelle would say."
Mario chuckled once again, "Well, we can get dreamy tomorrow night. I'm about to drop into bed like a Thwomp"
Peach giggled in turn, "I won't keep you then my darling. Good night."
The Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom finally released her hug, as she watched her knight in shining denim sleepily amble down the hallway to the master suite.
(AN: Hi all, SmashBrosOdyssey here. Just wanted to say that Hubert's "super move" was done with the intention of wanting to do a super move, but being unaware of how crits/gambits worked in Fire Emblem Three Houses, so a compromise was made between the two. That aside, thank you for reading, and stay tuned for the next chapter in which Snake and Isabelle make cookies for Edelgard! What hijinks will ensue? Find out next week!)