Hey guys! Long time no see. It's been a while, hasn't it? Four years to be exact.

I could give a thousand excuses as to why I have stopped writing, but that still won't make the original "Gemini" story finish itself. So I've decided to give this fic another try and rewrite it.

For those who have been reading it for the romance, I'm (not) sad to announce it's been completely removed. Mostly because nowadays I find it very squicky and I have no idea what was in my mind back in the days that I ever thought it was okay. Some other subplots have also been completely discarded, due to my incompetence of handling them tastefully.

Hopefully I got better at grammar too. And now that I said everything that needed to be said, let's get this thing going.

The moon was already high in the starry sky when the gates to the smash mansion began to open for the waiting Smashers outside. Fighters, who came from whole different worlds and backgrounds, stepped inside the building in a hurry, happy to be returning to the place they called a second home. The halls, once empty and silent since the end of the last tournament, were now being filled with life once more. A new Super Smash Bros tournament was about to begin and they couldn't be happier.

In the middle of all of that, two Smashers, similar in face and attire (the exception being that the boy had a blue parka, while the girl wore a pink one), seemed especially agitated. Popo gave out a sigh in annoyance as he let himself be dragged by the wrist by his sister Nana.

"C'mon, Popo. We need to find them soon!" the girl said as the two of them zigzagged through the crowd of smashers, her almond, dark eyes, scanning the place.

"If you actually slowed down for a little bit, I'm sure they would have appeared already," Popo replied, making gestures of sorry with his hand to whoever they had hit by accident.

"If we slow down, then we really aren't going to…" she stopped her train of thought as she finally had spotted who they were looking for. "Aha! There they are!"

"Wait, what-" the boy couldn't even finish his sentence, as he received a strong pull from his sister.

"Lucas, Ness, Toon Link! You're all here too!" Nana exclaimed.

The three boys turned their attention to where the voice was coming from. Lucas almost lost his balance as the girl Ice Climber collided with him in a strong hug, almost throwing both of them to the ground. After the initial shock, the blonde smiled shyly and hugged her back. Popo, after massaging his sore wrist, high-fived Ness and Toon Link.

"It's nice to see you guys again," Lucas said breaking apart from the hug.

"Yeah, after what felt like forever, here we are again," Ness commented, hands in the pockets of his shorts. He took a good look at the twins and smirked. "And even after all this time, you two still look the same. Are you now able to separate from each other, or are we going to have to deal with you two acting like magnets, like you did in Brawl?"

"I don't know, Ness. What about you? Are you now able to tell good jokes, or are we going to have to deal with you trying to be funny like you did in Brawl?" Popo replied sarcastically.

"I'm hilarious, don't even try to deny it."

Toon Link smirked and made a negative gesture with his head. Ness was about to reply, but was soon silenced by a powerful voice that echoed through the entire hall.

"If everyone could stop talking for a minute, I would be really grateful. Thank you."

All the smashers stopped immediately what they were doing to turn to the owner of the voice. A giant white gloved hand with no body gently hovered down the central stairs and took place in the center of the room.

"First of all, I would like to thank you all for being here in this new edition of Super Smash Bros. You all know how these tournaments really mean to me," Master Hand, the host and owner of the Smash Mansion, said. "As you can all see, we have some new faces joining us in the upcoming tournament. I want you all to treat them well and as the same way you treat your fellow veteran Smashers."

Popo looked around him, actually paying attention to the other Smashers this time, now that he didn't have Nana dragging him left and right in the hall. Indeed, there were people he couldn't recognize. He saw a short, cyan eyed boy wearing a blue helmet; a tall, white, mannequin-like woman and another boy wearing a simple red shirt and whose stare was so unnerving that Popo thought it might actually haunt him at night (not wanting to be mean spirited or anything, he barely knew the guy), among many others.

"Sadly, some smashers from the last tournament couldn't return for reasons they wish I would not tell. I'm sure you can all understand that."

"It's-a okay. It was-a to be expected some wouldn't return. We can't-a force anyone to keep participating," Mario said.

"You are absolutely right, Mario," Master Hand said, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "Alright everyone, here are the rules for the ones who are not familiar with them. One month of training before the tournament starts, battles from Monday to Friday, no pets allowed and I don't want to see anyone outside their rooms after 2 AM. Now come get your luggage, form a line and got get your envelopes with your room keys and battle schedules with Crazy Hand."

As soon as his name was mentioned, Crazy Hand burst into the room, carrying a big velvet box. Even though he was extremely excited with the new tournament and had a strange urge to bounce into the walls because of that, he promised to his brother he would try to control himself and not cause an accident like he did last time.

Poor Pichu was never the same since.

"Hiiiii, people! It's really nice to re-see ya'll!" Crazy shouted, bouncing the box up and down.

"Popo, let's go before we have to wait in line!" Nana said tugging at his sleeve.

But it was too late. Most of the smashers had had the same thought and already rushed to get their envelopes, with the first in line being Sonic like always. The hedgehog just needed to be the first in everything.

"Dammit," they both muttered.

It seemed like an eternity for everyone to get their stuff and leave. One by one, the smashers got their luggage, greeted the hand brothers and headed towards their rooms. Finally, after Ness got his key, it was the Ice Climber's turn.

"Nice to see ya here, Nono and Papa!" Crazy said.

"Popo and Nana, Crazy," Popo gave a playful smile. "It's nice to see you too."

Crazy Hand shakily took two envelopes out from the box. He handed one to Popo and the other one to Nana.

"What?"

The twins looked confused at each other. Why did they receive each one an envelope? On the previous tournaments, they received only one. They opened their envelopes and saw that the keys they have received were for different rooms. The schedules were different too. Now that was really weird. Why Master Hand was giving separate rooms and battles for them? They always have shared the same room, the same battles. Now they had to sleep and fight alone? It was better for Master Hand if he explained what was happening.

"Master Hand, why are our rooms and schedules different?" Nana asked.

"Could you two please go into to my office? It's something I want to talk to the both of you in private." Master Hand gestured for them to follow him.

"Ho ho! Popo and Nana are already in trouble!" Crazy Hand cackled.

"Crazy, shut up," Nana sighed.

The Ice Climbers looked apprehensively at each other and followed Master Hand to his office. The hand opened the room's big mahogany door in a swift motion and the three entered.

"Please close the door and take a seat," he said as he floated to his desk.

Popo closed it and took the seat next to his sister. Nana took a quick glance at him before turning her attention to the giant hand in front of her.

"You probably want to know why I gave separate rooms and schedules to you two, right?"

"Yeah," Nana said confused, "I mean, in Melee and Brawl we fought together and shared the same dorm room. Why this sudden change?"

"It's something I've been thinking, and I'm sure others as well, since Brawl. I think it is about time you two got your own space and individuality."

"Still not catching on."

Master Hand sighed. The Ice Climbers weren't usually the brightest Smashers in the mansion.

"Basically, it is about time you two got separate rooms. Considering you were the only Smashers to share one to begin with, it was really weird, and it felt unfair to both of you. But now that we've reformed some areas of the mansion, we finally have more rooms," he finished, waiting for sighs of relief and thanks from the twins.

Instead what he got were protests from both of them. Now that really got him confused.

"But we never complained about having to share a room before!" Nana exclaimed irritated.

"Yeah, we were doing just fine," Popo said scratching the back of his head. Unlike Nana, he was making sure to keep the volume of his voice down, as he was more afraid of Master Hand than she was. "Y-You really didn't need to go through all this work to just…"

"Yes, yes I had," the disembodied hand said, also getting a little irritated at the pink Ice Climber. "This is not only about your room, but it is also about your fighting style. Research told that people found really unfair that you two fought together, because you were strong enough to fight alone. And thinking about it, it was unfair," he pointed his index finger at the too. "The system of you fighting together in Melee was acceptable, but after gaining skills and getting stronger, you two became overpowered in Brawl."

"You know what? These people must have only shit in their heads!" Nana whispered angrily to Popo, who slightly nodded.

Master Hand decided to politely ignore this remark, for his own health.

"You two are so co-dependent on each other, it's reaching levels of ridiculous. I am pretty sure you two have already heard a million magnet jokes by now because of it."

Ness' remark passed through the Ice Climbers had at the same time. The memory of that cheesy grin of his certainly wasn't helping the mood.

"You need to learn how to fight on your own, be your own person, not a two-in-one pack. So this is why I'm taking these measurements," he said with a stern voice.

Seeing how the twins were not going to interrupt him with some sort of sassy remark, he continued. "From now on, you two are going to sleep in different bedrooms, battle in different schedules and fight different opponents. It is for your own good."

"So what? You gonna prohibit us from seeing each other too, or something like that?" Nana asked sarcastically.

"No, Nana, I am not that much of an extremist," the hand sighed. "Do whatever you want in your spare time. I just don't want you two fighting and sleeping in the same room together. That is all."

She opened her mouth to reply to the hand, but Popo quickly covered it with one hand and gave a "shut up" glare to her. He then turned to Master Hand. "We understand, Master Hand. Sorry about Nana, it's just that the whole idea is new to us and everything. It's just a really huge shock, you know?"

If Master Hand had a head, he would have nodded it, relieved for Popo stopping the tiring argument. Maybe listening to her brother, the pink Ice Climber would calm down. Popo took his hand off from her mouth.

"Nana, I know this is frustrating. I don't like the idea of having to fight alone either, trust me on that. But it's not that bad. I mean, now we have our own bedroom. You can do whatever you want with our room without me complaining."

Nana lowered her eyes. How she hated when Popo was right! She wouldn't be as frustrated if it was just about the separate rooms, she was more upset about fighting alone than anything. And Master Hand was kind of right. They needed to grow as fighters, and depending on each other wasn't going to do them any favors.

However, if there was something that she didn't like was to admit she was wrong. She tried her best to swallow her pride and was about to agree, when she noticed they were missing a "small" detail.

"We have the exact same move set! How can we fight alone and be independent and all that stuff you just said if we are considered clones of each other?"

"Now, now," Master Hand waved his fingers in a calming manner. "Remember that you still have one month to think up a move set and train before the Tournament starts. You can even make a deal and divide your special move set. Then you will need to think up with only two special moves."

Master Hand floated to the door and opened it. "I hope I clarified everything. If you still have more questions, you can come here whenever you want that I'll answer. Now go to your new rooms, unpack your stuff, take a shower and have a good night of sleep. You're dismissed."

The Ice Climbers walked side by side, caring their luggage. They didn't exchange a word since they left Master Hand's office as they were too busy organizing their thoughts. New tournament, new rooms, new move set… and alone. What's worse, there was even the possibility of them fighting each other. Just the thought of their hammers clashing made a frown appear on the siblings' faces.

After crossing practically the entire second's floor corridor, they reached Nana's room.

"Here we are," Nana unlocked the door. "Let's see…"

The room looked just like the previous one they had in Brawl, with the walls painted in a sky blue color and the floor covered by a creamy carpet. The only difference was that it looked bigger without the duplicated mobile. Now there was only one bed, one wardrobe, one desk. The inside bathroom would also look bigger.

"Well, I'm going to my room now," Popo said. "It will probably look like yours, but manlier."

As he was about to leave, Nana dropped the two luggage's she was carrying.

"I think it will be hard to get used to this," she said. "Having to sleep alone in the dark, and…"

"Wait!" Popo interrupted her. "In the dark? Don't tell me that you are still afraid of the dark!"

"O-Of course not!" Nana blushed furiously.

"Ha ha! That's rich!" he laughed. "I thought you got over your fear of the dark when you were thirteen!"

"I got over it when I was eight!" she replied.

"Oh, really? Then why I always heard you shiver when Meta Knight used his Final Smash on us? And why did you always had to sleep with one light on?"

"Because I feel more comfortable sleeping with the light on. And of course I shivered! It's almost like you don't know how much of a pain in the ass Meta Knight's final smash is!"

"Pff… yeah right!" Popo smirked. "You just pretended the whole time. You are still a scaredy cat! "

"Shut up Popo!"

"Your sister is right, Popo. You better silence yourself, or I shall do it instead," said someone from the door.

They both turned around, only to find a tall and gracious woman wearing noble robes standing there, her arms crossed. A golden tiara adorned her well-treated brown hair, giving her an air of importance.

"Zelda!" Nana hugged the Hylian princess. "Haven't seen you yet. How are you doing?"

Zelda smiled and hugged her back. "It is a pleasure the see both of you again."

Popo didn't know if he should be surprised or not at how very little the princess have changed since the last tournament, to the point where only squinting your eyes really hard you'd be able to tell if there was any difference to begin with. Maybe it was a Hylian thing, but Zelda looked as beautiful as ever. Her brown hair looked a shade lighter and she seemed to have been training for a bit, as her body seemed slightly muscular, but nothing too distracting.

"So I have heard from Crazy Hand that you two were now given separate rooms, is that correct?" Zelda asked, checking the room.

"Yeah…" Nana answered half-heartedly.

"You don't seem happy about it. Mind if I ask why?"

"I mean, it's good, I guess. But it's just so weird," the girl scratched the back of her head, not sure what her problem really was.

By all accounts, her hesitancy didn't make any sense. She and her brother were already at the age where it was about time both got their own personal space, that's true. But something about that idea just didn't click right in her mind. She had absolutely no idea what was going on with her head.

"I understand that you may feel a little awkward at first, but you shall see it is for the best," Zelda said, interrupting Nana's thoughts. "Now changing the subject, Peach and I wanted to ask if you wouldn't like to come to my room later after dinner. Now that we finally have some women newcomers, we thought it would be good to socialize with them and do something of a girl's meeting. Are you interested?"

That caught Nana by surprise. A girl's meeting? She never had been invited to one of those secret meetings in Zelda's room before. She only knew about them because Peach commented it unintentionally with her once.

Granted, she could count on her fingers how many of those meetings they had, so it's not like she had missed a lot, but still.

"S-Sure! Is Samus going too?" Nana asked.

"No, she informed she was busy setting up her computer and other technological equipment," Zelda walked to the door. "I am off now to unpack. Goodbye you two."

She then turned to Popo. "Don't you even try to comment about this meeting with anyone. And stop teasing your sister. Understood?" she said pointing a finger to him. Popo rolled his eyes and made an affirmative sign. In a swift move, Zelda left the place. The blue Ice Climber stretched his back.

"I'm also going to my room now," he said ruffling Nana's hair. "Later sis."

He got the luggage left in the corridor and walked away. Nana took another look at her new room and sighed.

"Later..."

And that's it for now. I've got to admit it is pretty similar to the original first chapter, but the differences start to appear a little later. Anyway, review if you liked it.

Or not, that's cool too.