"Okay, people. Coming up next: Bowser vs. Ganondorf! Place your bets people, place your bets!"
Behind Deadpool was a T-Chart. On one side, there was a picture of Bowser, on the other side, was Ganondorf. Wade was collecting bets on who the others thought was going to win.
And he somehow had t-shirts already made.
Deadpool was using a megaphone to wake up the entire hotel. Thankfully, all Goliath had to do to tune out the degenerate was to remove the moon amulet he had so he could turn to stone.
Good thing Doctor Doom owed him that favor.
The others, weren't so fortunate...
"Ugh!"
Yang and Tifa had fallen asleep watching Advent Children, Yang found it to be a very impressive film, though Tifa was wondering how she went from 'surviving a supernova, and remain standing' to 'being KOd by being smashed through a pillar.' Eh, whatever. It was a good movie, and it helped remind Tifa of all those good times.
She looked sadly at Yang's new arm. Maybe if the fight result had been different, her friend wouldn't have lost the original and feel so… Broken. Sure, Yang still smiled, and joked, but Tifa knew Yang. That smile was her self-defense mechanism, as were her puns.
Tifa looked back to Yang. 'She'll bounce back. She always does.' She thought. Thankfully, Yang hadn't woken up, and Tifa was left to shower for the upcoming day. 'She'll bounce back. It's her special ability. The harder she gets knocked down, the harder she knocks back.'
"PLACE YOUR BETS!"
Yang looked to be in discomfort after the Merc screamed his message.
Dammit Deadpool...
Contrary to what most people might think, Clint was not a morning person despite living on a farm since he was a kid, and being housemates with a trained US soldier who was used to waking up at…
"4:30 IN THE MORNING?" He blanched, "WADE!"
"Ugh, could you keep it down? I'm trying to sleep." Came the voice one door down.
"Wha? Oh. Sorry Chief." Clint called.
You're not really sorry if you're STILL YELLING!" John countered, "Great! Now I'm up too!"
"Tch, well it's not like that's not my fault."
"Actually it is!" Came a voice from a different room.
"You too Bayo?"
"Ugh, and I thought Yang and Tifa were loud…"
Link looked at his roommate, and requested him to elaborate.
"Y-You never heard them when someone thought they were girlfriends out loud?"
Link shook his head.
"Lucky…"
"Maybe your hearing's sensitive."
"Hmm? Did you say something Link?"
Another shake of the head. The hero of time pointed to the door.
"Really, you too Dante?"
The half-demon looked confused, "What do you mean by, 'you too'?"
"Ugh, everyone keeps saying I have sensitive ears. I don't, alright!" Cloud complained, "My ears are just as sensitive as everyone else's. Maybe their ears aren't as good as they should be!"
"All of you never cease to amaze me." Dante replied. He left to go about his day, maybe get some breakfast. The mess hall should have some omelets with pieces of chicken in it.
Cloud turned around to see Link staring at him with a look of disbelief, "What're you looking at?"
Link merely told him that the two of them were out of shampoo, and being in his towel, Link needed Cloud to get some.
Cloud sighed, "I'm on it."
"Ow ow ow ow owie!"
Deadpool was the the deserved victim of several attacks from grumpy hotel goers. His wounds ranged from Tifa's famous Meteor Dive, Clint's Pym-Particle arrow barrage, and Cloud's Meteor Rain.
Unfortunately, he was still kicking.
"Oh, screw you X."
He looked up to see the X-Men standing above him.
"Uhh, I wasn't talking about you?" He offered.
Turns out, his beating was far from over.
"Hey T."
Yang had woken up. Having already showered while Tifa was out, she had just stepped out of the bathroom in her yellow towel.
"Hey Long."
Tifa started to the shower, turning on the water. The plus of having Yang shower first was that she made the water warm with her abilities, the downside was that she spent so much time on her hair.
Tifa started to hum Contact while lathering her hair, the other plus to having Yang as a roommate: All the amazing songs her company produced were easy to obtain. After two minutes, she failed to notice that she had started actually singing it.
"The longness of simper
Still I remember
Contact
Two, four, one, ten
Two, four, one, ten
Am I transmitting?
Is anyone listening?
Contact
Riding on our shiny metal horses
Singing a rider's song
One of us won't be forgotten
The other one's wrong
Two, four, one, ten Two, four, one, ten
Am I still willing
To foot all this billing?
Contact
When I think of you
Your name's in the sky
Ninety feet high
Contact"
After finishing her shower, she stepped out to see Yang standing there dumfounded.
"What?"
"Maybe we should enter that karaoke contest…"
Tifa blushed, "Wh-What?"
"You have a great singing voice, T. I'd say that even Weiss would be jealous."
"Bu-But… I'm not a professional singer! I can't sing on stage!"
"You can go toe to toe with giant monsters, mechs, and angry fanboys, but you can't sing on stage?" Yang questioned in disbelief.
"That's different!" Tifa argued, "It's combat for the first two, and a single punch for the last one!" She wailed.
"Hey, I'm nervous too. But hey, we can go on together, sing a duet or something." Yang offered.
Tifa's arms fell to her sides, "Alright, I guess." She gave in, "As long as you're there, I guess it'll be easier if we both make idiots of ourselv- Yang?"
Yang's cheeks were flushed a red color. She covered her eyes, "Uh, T… Your towel."
"AHH! WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY ANYTHING?"
"I'M SORRY! HERE, LET ME GET YOU YOUR CLOTHES! Oof!"
Yang had gotten hit by a flailing arm of her friend, "That hurt!"
"Sorry, sorry! I can get something for it if you-"
"No! No! Let's get you more comfortable first!"
"You do realize what you said right?"
"Aw CRAP!"
Tony and Tails were walking along the hallway, discussing various machines and ways to improve them when they walked past Yang and Tifa's room.
"Ow! Hey, my skirt!"
"Ugh where is it, where is it?"
"Yang! Where's my bra?"
"Isn't it on the dresser?"
"Oh, thank goodness!"
Tails' face was redder than Knuckle's fur, while Tony was grinning under his helmet.
"I knew it."
Yep, That running gag ain't going away anytime soon. Yang and Tifa will always be teased about the exact nature of their relationship. But, seriously, reviews will always be welcome, as will your suggestions. Anyways, spread the word about this fic if you want, fave and follow, and most of all: Make fanart or recommend me on TvTropes. Seriously, over fifteen chapters in this 'DB series' and 'YvT series' combined, and I don't even get a mention? What the heck?
You sound desperate.
Shut it Wade.
Don't forget the… oh nonono. I'm not going to do it this time.
Whatever. All characters belong to their respective franchises and Contact belongs to the guys at Roosterteeth and Trocadero. Happy?
Current count of song requests:
I Kissed a Girl: 2
Simple and Clean: 1
I wanna be your Lover: 1 (Damn you Wade.)
Diamonds: 1
Round One: 1
I just like to see you suffer. Even if it's the little things.
