Author's Notes: Hey, everybody, LilacFoxGirl1, here…Well, for now I don'thave much to say. But I hope you enjoy the first chapter of my story.

Olimar's Experience of Front-Door-Guard Duty

Chapter 1:

"Olimar," boomed Master Hand's voice from the intercom, "You are on front-door guard duty."

Olimar nodded. "Yes sir!" he replied with a salute. Then Olimar and his Pikmin ran out of the cafeteria and Master Hand resumed giving out chores.

Olimar stood right outside the front door of the great Smash Mansion, home of the Smashers of Super Smash Bros.

"My duty is to guard the outside so that no imposters come in," Olimar told his Pikmin. He took out binoculars and used them to scan the area. "You guys are going to help me keep watch, okay?"

Olimar's loyal Pikmin nodded.

After a few minutes, Olimar's eye caught a suspicious looking silhouette coming up the grassy hill. Adjusting his binoculars, Olimar watched as the silhouette formed into one of the Smashers. The Smasher called Ike.

Finally Ike walked up to Olimar, looking battered and bruised with rather shabby hair as if he had been in one bad fight.

Olimar took down his binoculars. "Ooh…What happened to you?" he questioned, looking up at Ike.

"Marth and I were battling and…" Ike began. He sighed and shrugged. "…He kicked my butt. Rough day."

Olimar nodded. "Ah. Well go right into the mansion. Dr. Mario will be happy to help with injuries."

Ike nodded.

Olimar watched him go before returning to stare out at the horizon. Much to his surprise, he saw Marth coming up the hill with an angry expression.

Soon Marth approached Olimar.

"Uh, hey, Marth," Olimar greeted him. Noticing Marth's messed-up hair, Olimar knew what had upset the prince. "What hap—"

"Some jerk messed up my hair in the middle of the night and stole my hair supplies," Marth growled. "This is the worst day ever," he said, walking into the mansion.

"Uh…Okay…bye." Olimar gave a feeble wave. Marth can actually be rather scary when he's angry. Olimar turned back to his work.

What idiot would mess with Marth's hair supplies?

Maybe it was Ike, Olimar guessed. He realized another figure was coming towards him and his Pikmin.

Without warning, a pink blur smashed into Olimar and the two crashed into the wall.

"Ow!"

"Hey!"

The figure stood up, revealing to be Sonic the Hedgehog. Except…

"You're pink," Olimar said bluntly, looking deadpan. He got to his knees and pushed himself up.

Sonic groaned, facepalming. "I know. I'm surprised you didn't laugh," he added bitterly.

Despite Sonic being pink, Olimar had respect for all the Smashers and generally wasn't one to be rude unless necessary.

"What happened?" Olimar questioned as his Pikmin gathered around.

"Some Smasher snuck into my room and tried to spray-paint me pink. I was dodging the spraying until he shoved me out the window," Sonic began to tell.

"Out the window?!" Olimar repeated. "How did you recover?"

Sonic continued. "I was fine because I grabbed into the balcony and got up from there. I ran into the room, which was Marth's, so that the weirdo wouldn't get me."

Olimar raised an eyebrow.

Sonic put his hands up defensively. "I know what you're thinking, but I wasn't going to mess with Marth. Honest! That guy tried to get me again, and when I dodged again, I accidently fell onto Marth."

"And messed up his hair?" Olimar asked, putting two-and-two together.

"Probably," Sonic replied. "I haven't seen Marth, but if you do, please don't tell him. I want to live another day," Sonic joked.

Olimar chuckled. "I won't. But you might want to wash off that paint."

Sonic nodded. "Yeah, I will." With that, he sped into the mansion.

Olimar stared for a moment. That hedgehog sure could run fast.

"Hey, Olimar."

Olimar shouted in surprise, whipping around to see Snake. "Whoa, Snake. Don't scare me like that!" Olimar scolded. He glanced around and looked back up at Snake. "Where did you come from, anyway?"

Snake pointed to the sky, causing Olimar to look up and see the Cypher flying away. "…Oh," Olimar spoke, blinking.

"So you're doing the front-door guarding all this week, huh," said Snake, causing Olimar to look back at him.

"Yep," Olimar replied. He squinted and scanned the soldier. "Snake…Nobody has seen you all day, despite it being around 12 o'clock or later, but I think we've noticed you've been kind of…sneaking around," Olimar told Snake.

Snake sighed. "Yeah…Don't tell anyone, but I pranked Sonic by—"

"Spray-painting him pink?" finished Olimar.

"Yeah!" Snake blinked in surprise. "How did you know?"

"Um…Let's just say I took a hint," Olimar answered, shrugging with a small smile.

"Well…Okay then," said Snake. He took one last glance at Olimar before walking into the mansion.

Just then, the timer Olimar's red Pikmin was holding beeped.

The red Pikmin tugged on Olimar's pants and held up the timer. Olimar took the timer.

"Oh. My shift's over," Olimar realized. He smiled at his Pikmin. "Let's go inside and get lunch."

The group of Pikmin marched inside following Olimar.

That was sure a weird story, Olimar thought as he walked into the main room. Ike was bruised up by Marth because Marth was angry at someone who had taken his hair supplies and ruined his hair. And we Smashers know for a fact that Marth naturally wakes up with mostly-good-looking hair.

Olimar shook his head and continued to walk.

Even though Marth isn't aware of it, Sonic jumped onto him because Snake, unbeknownst to Sonic, was chasing him trying to spray-paint him pink. Sonic didn't know it was Snake because it was dark.

"That's kind of weird," Olimar muttered aloud, walking up the stairs with his Pikmin.

But there's still one thing I don't get.

Olimar pondered as he turned a corner, entering the hallway.

What happened to Marth's hair supplies?

Suddenly growling from nearby startled Olimar causing him to halt and immediately turn to a door part-way open.

Alarmed, Olimar swung open the door just to see Pit, in his cluttered and scratch-filled room, holding a pillow and a shoe with a large, brown bear on top of his bed.

Pit and the bear froze upon Olimar's entrance.

Pit blinked.

Olimar blinked and attempted to rub his eyes despite his helmet. He gazed at the strange scene.

"…Please don't tell Master Hand," Pit spoke after a moment.

Author's Ending Notes: How did you like it? Now, I got several questions you ask you guys (I'll try to ask questions at the end of chapters if nobody minds).

On a scale from 1 to 10, how weird do you think the situation was with Marth, Ike, Sonic, and Snake?

Who do you think stole Marth's hair supplies?

How do you think Pit got that random bear into his room?

If you didn't know, this story is going to be about Olimar's experience with Front-Door-Guard Duty. (Also, I made that job up.). The plot is Olimar on duty every morning, piecing together strange stories. The Subplot is Marth's missing hair supplies, pretty much. That's all for now. Please Read & Review!
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