Well, my next Super Smash Brothers story is here. This does not mean I will give up on Know Your Smashers, I just figure I'd start this since it's close to completion. Basically, this is about the Smashers and their hobbies. At the end, the featured characters will give a word of advice or a comment. Try these if you dare…
Disclaimer: Nintendo's characters are not mine.
Chapter 1: Never Eat Too Many Fudge Cookies
Nana and Peach were sitting on a couch, using thin paper plates to fan themselves. It was scorching outside, just putting a finger on the porch felt as if it could burn through your skin instantly. In Peach's feeble hand was the remote to the television. She desperately flipped through the channels, using every ounce of strength she could possibly muster.
"News, news, news, hey Barney…" she mumbled as Nana frantically searched through the pantry.
"Peach! Don't be THAT desperate for something to do." The little girl panted while beads of sweat rolled down her face. She gave up on the pantry and switched to the refrigerator.
"Oh fine, you're right," she sighed as she turned off the television. "How can you stand to wear that parka?"
"I can't, but I made a bet with Young Link, so I have to wear this for a week. If I do, then he has to dress up as the tooth fairy and go out like that for a whole day." Nana reached for a glass pitcher that was normally filled with lemon iced tea. She shook the pitcher up and down, hoping for even the tiniest drop to fall out. "Look's like Roy drank all the iced tea again…"
Peach scowled in disgust from the though of how much sweat that parka would absorb. "Wanna go to the store? We could pick up some food, since apparently yesterday was feeding time at the zoo, and we had plenty of food before then."
"Sure." Nana closed the refrigerator and followed the princess outside. Peach poked the doorknob to see if it would burn. Unfortunately, it did.
"OWWW!" she hollered in pain. I can't open the door. Nana, could you get that?"
Nana nodded and opened the door, allowing Peach and herself out before closing it.
Good thing Nana is wearing mittens, otherwise that would have taken hours, Peach thought as she blew a strand of hair out of her face. She pulled out her smooth, chocolate brown leather wallet and checked to make sure she had enough cash for groceries. She did, but as she crossed an intersection, a driver had to slam his breaks and honk a couple of times. The princess looked up and noticed what had happened.
"How rude! Watch where you're going!" Peach shouted, even though she was the one who should have looked, due to the fact it was a green light.
"Stupid pedestrians…" uttered the driver before driving off.
Nana and Peach eventually survived as they crossed many intersections and streets. When they got to the store, poor little Nana looked like she would pass out from the heat and from exhaustion. Peach broke her fall.
"Come on, let's go." Nana caught her breath and used her mittens to soak up her sweat. After a few minutes, she followed Peach down aisles as they wandered aimlessly.
"Do you even know where we're going?" asked Nana as she tried to keep up.
"…No."
"Ah well…"
Then they came across the best aisle of the store…the candy and sugar confections aisle.
"Sweets, yay!" cheered Nana.
"Now now Nana-"
Before Peach could lecture her about the bad things of eating too many sweets, Nana had ripped open a box of chocolate fudge cookies. Her eyes lit up with joy as she slowly pulled a cookie out of its plastic wrapping. She ferociously shoved it in her pie hole and chopped, making damp crumbs fly in every direction.
"Nana, stop it! We haven't even paid for those," scolded Princess Peach.
Nana ordered, "Go get this scanned then." She handed her the bar code to go get it scanned. Peach sighed and marched off to the nearest cash register. Nana's eyes shifted back and forth to reassure no one was watching her, and then she stuffed three more cookies in her mouth.
Peach crossed her arms and impatiently tapped her foot. "I'm so bored!" she complained.
An old man who was in front of her turned around and leaned on his shiny wooden cane. "I'll entertain ya!" he stated in a raspy voice that made him sound like a cactus was caught in his throat. He pushed his large glasses with incredibly thick lenses closer to his face while he dug around in the pocket of his pants. After long enough, the old man fished out a thin stack of cards. Then again it might not have been considered a stack, since it had only three cards.
"Pick a card," instructed the man.
Peach shrugged and picked out a card anyway. It was the eight of spades.
"Now put it in here." He held out the cards, allowing Peach to stick hers between the two remaining ones. The old man 'shuffled' the cards and dragged out a card and showed it to the female. It was the three of hearts.
"Is this it?"
"No."
"YAY! Bingo, I win," yelled the old man, swaying his tan, wrinkly arms in the air.
"Huh?" queried the princess, raising an eyebrow.
"You owe me $2,000 Fred!"
Peach backed away in fright. Something was obviously wrong with him.
Suddenly the doors slid open and a male doctor in a sky blue jacket appeared. His russet eyes darted from one place to another.
"Has anyone seen an old dude? He escaped from the retirement home…for the fifth time in the past two days." He brushed his scarlet locks of hair out of his face.
"Try and catch me!" the old man challenged, waving his arms. The doctor dashed after him with ambition. Before he could stop him, the old man ran right through the glass window, leaving his silhouette in place. In the distance, he was heard singing joyfully, "Freeeeeeeeeedommmmm!"
The doctor sighed and went out after him.
Peach didn't know what to think about all of that, so she just paid and left the line to go see Nana.
Surprisingly, she didn't eat that many cookies.
"Why did you eat so few?"
"I was waiting for you. Want to have a cookie eating face-off?"
"No thanks, that would be quite unlady-like," Peach informed her politely.
"Chicken," murmured Nana with a smirk. She knew Peach long enough to know that insults would set her off.
"You're on!" Peach kneeled on the floor and began to cram her face with the scrumptious sweets.
"197, 198, 199, 200!" shouted Nana triumphantly.
"Same here," replied Peach.
It had been maybe an hour and a half or so, and their stomachs were completely stuff. Nana could have easily been mistaken for a giant wad of bubble gum, considering she was round, huge, and just the right shade of pink, both her face and her parka.
Both ended up falling over helplessly and rolling out the door and onto a sidewalk.
"…HELP!" they cried in unison.
Entry 1: Peach and Nana
Peach
I should have never accepted Nana's challenge, especially when I could have threatened to expose her locket with a picture of Young Link in it. I swear I will gain 10 pounds…Anyway, kids, never talk to strangers. Especially if it's an old guy who tries to entertain you. Those are usually the insane ones who have fled from their retirement home. And never accept stupid challenges, use blackmail to get your way out, if you can. If not, force them to watch little kids shows in a Happy Terror room with a straightjacket on.
NanaI will never eat that many cookies again all at once. Hopefully I won't get cavities, my brother Popo says those hurt. Good thing Peach doesn't know about my locket with a picture of Young Link inside, otherwise she could have done something bad! At least she'll gain weight and get fatter…I've said too much…