Yes, I know I have another fic I should be working on, but I couldn't resist...
This is my first Super Smash Bros. story, so hopefully it doesn't stink! I know the first chapter's a little (coughvery) short, so sorry 'bout that! It'll get longer, I promise! Anyway, to the disclaimer!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Super Smash Brothers in any way (except my own copy of the game! YAY!).
"So, could you tell me why we're here again?"
Meta Knight looked back at his best friend as the two of them walked into the large room. "Master Hand called for a meeting," he said simply. Jigglypuff glanced up at the ceiling.
"I know that," she said, "but why are we here?" Meta Knight saw no point in answering, so he instead just kept walking. The two stopped next to Samus, who wasn't in her power suit, and Wolf.
"Any idea what this is about?" Meta Knight asked the blonde. She shrugged.
"How would I know? Hopefully, it's not another Easter egg hunt." The female bounty hunter shuddered. "I'll never look at chocolate the same way again."
"Ugh," Wolf muttered in agreement. The four of them waited as the Smashers began to pile in. Finally, everyone was there. The two princesses, Peach and Zelda, walked up to them. Peach had a large, happy grin on her face.
"What are you smiling at?" asked Samus suspiciously.
"Oh, nothing, nothing!" said the blonde princess with a giggle. "Nothing at all!" This caused some nervous glances among the group, but no one said anything else.
"Could Master Hand hurry up?" Jigglypuff pouted. "I'm already bored beyond belief." Right on cue, a giant, gloved hand appeared in front of them.
"Good morning to all of you!" he said happily, although how he could talk without showing signs of a mouth of any kind is beyond me. Master Hand was met by a chorus of groans, mumbles, and one cheery "Good morning!" from (who do you think?) Peach. "I'm sorry that Crazy Hand couldn't be here, but he's having one of his...um...coffee fits again," the hand continued. "But, anyway, moving on to the announcements! First off, I'd like to make it known that there will be no uncalled for food fights in the cafeteria." This comment seemed to be pointed at Ness, Lucas, and Toon Link, who all looked down sheepishly. "Secondly, no one is allowed in the upstairs closet until the end of the week due to an...um...incident that occurred yesterday."
"I told you that that was a flippin' accident!" cried Pit indignantly. Master Hand simply ignored this comment.
"Finally," he said at last, "I would like to announce that this year, we will be holding a Spring Dance..."
"Ahem!"
Master Hand looked at Peach. "Spring Ball, for all of the Smashers." The crowd burst into an overflow of complaints, jeers, and shouts. "Settle down, all of you!" the oversized hand shouted. "Attendance is completely optional, though I do hope you all will come. You may bring a guest who is not a Smasher, if you wish. The Dance...ahem, Ball is two weeks from Saturday. I hope to see you all there in formal attire!" With that, he disappeared. The room was left in complete silence.
Until, that is, Samus cried out, "This was your idea, wasn't it?" She pointed an accusing finger at Peach.
"Isn't it a great idea?" said Peach happily, completely oblivious to the fact that every pair of eyes in the room was glaring at her. "There's going to be music, dancing, food..." A couple of eyes softened at the prospect of food.
"What kind of food?" Kirby asked.
"All kinds!" the princess replied.
"Even blueberry pancakes topped with spaghetti sauce and garlic?" asked Mario anxiously, who was now getting in to the idea of an all-you-can-eat buffet.
"Um...sure?"
"Count me in!" shouted the plumber, leaping up into the air.
"Give me food and I shall be happy!" chimed Wario in agreement. He, Kirby, and Mario all started doing happy little dances, being the three Smashers who were voted most likely to eat anything.
"Well, I guess it wouldn't be that bad," Link muttered under his breath. Ike looked at him.
"Please tell me you're not going along with this?"
"Um...I would, but that would be lying."
"No! You're supposed to be on my side!"
"Well, I'm not! Deal with it! What, do you have dependency issues or something?"
"I'd rather have dependency issues than girl issues, you perverted freak!"
"Take that back!"
"No!"
"God, you two, shut it!" cried Zelda, clutching her head as if she had a headache. The two swordsmen stopped, blushing, and stood in awkward silence. Next to them, Marth snapped his fingers.
"Um, guys? Hello? Guys?"
Jigglypuff poked Meta Knight. "Hey, a dance might be okay, maybe. What do you think?"
"No." End of story.
"Are you sure?" she asked him, her large, innocent green eyes gleaming. She gave him her best puppy dog face, but Meta Knight had known her far too long for that to work on him anymore.
"Positive," he said.
"Why not?"
"Because I don't do dances." He glanced towards Peach. "Let alone balls."
"You really don't want to come?" asked the balloon Pokémon, pouting a little.
"Yes," he sighed. "I. Do not. Want. To come." Finally, Jigglypuff gave up.
"Fine," she muttered. "Have it your way. I'll go anyway."
"I'm not stopping you."
"Okay."
"Fine."
The two friends stood in silence, until Jigglypuff said, "Hey, I'm gonna go get ice cream in the cafeteria. Wanna come?"
"I've got nothing better to do," Meta Knight said, and they walked down the hallway.
But all the while, he had this strange feeling that the dance would be nothing but trouble.
Yes, very short, I know. Like I said, the next chapters WILL be longer. I promise. R&R, please, my friends!
Ciao!
-Umbreon Mastah