Author's Note: Hey everyone! I just wanted to put out a brief message explaining what this fic will be. This fic will be a collection of disconnected oneshots. I have quite a few oneshot ideas, and I thought it might help me to have a single fic to post all of them in, as I tend to struggle to come up with titles and especially descriptions. The oneshots will center around various Smash characters with various genres. There won't be any sort of upload schedule - I'll just put a new oneshot in whenever I complete a new one. Finally, these oneshots will tie in with an upcoming longfic. As such, certain characters have been tweaked for plot reasons, and others won't be making appearances till they appear in the longfic to avoid spoilers. With all that out of the way, let's start filling up that library!

Fox walked into his favorite coffee shop. The freshy brewed scent of coffee reached his nose. It was a smaller coffee shop in quiet corner of Harmony City, the central hub of the galaxy at large, the meeting place of the Galactic Assembly, and home of the Smasher's headquarters, Smash Mansion. Fox personally had enjoyed their excellent variety of carryout breakfasts and high-quality coffee. As such, he'd become a regular customer.

Fox stepped into the line. Thankfully, it wasn't too long. It was a slow Saturday morning after all. Fox glanced around the place, taking in the sights. His eyes fell to the back of the coffee shop, where a musician was playing a song on an acoustic guitar and singing into a microphone. She looked vaguely familiar, but he payed it little attention. To be fair, her music was pretty good, but his stomach was still empty, and breakfast was waiting.

The person in front of him walked away from the counter, food in hand. Fox stepped up to the register. The cashier smiled as she saw him.

"Hello Mr. Fox! The usual today?"

"Yes please, Cheryl!" said Fox.

"Very well!"

Cheryl turned on her heel.

"One Big Breakfast Combo!" she shouted.

In a few short minutes, Fox's breakfast was out on a tray in his hands. A large, steaming cup of coffee, small carton of hash browns, and a plastic cup of assorted fruit sat next to a breakfast sandwich, an omelet arranged within a sliced bagel. Fox sat down in a booth and rubbed his hands. In his opinion, this was how you started your morning off right!

After a several minutes, Fox leaned back with a contented sigh. It wasn't often that he was in Harmony City, but this place had the absolute best breakfasts one could ask for. Which was why he always came here to eat. He looked around the building. There were many customers scattered about. Some were eating, others were studying. One couple looked to be out on a date. A cheerful level of conversation buzzed throughout the entire place.

Fox's eyes fell back on the musician. Something about her seemed familiar. He couldn't place it, though. Wasn't the music, that was for sure. Indie rock wasn't his usual taste in music, and he didn't have many indie rock songs on his own playlist. He looked at her out of the corner of his eye, trying not to obviously stare. No, it was her appearance that looked familiar. What was it, though? Platinum blond hair, blue eyes, slim build…

Now it was irking him. It wasn't Peach's long-lost cousin or something? Because she definitely looked like somebody he knew.

Fox blinked. Wait. He recognized her. He definitely recognized her. He blinked again. Yeah….that looked like…..Rosalina? But she was wearing a black tank top and jeans. Fox had never seen the Space Princess without her signature blue dress, but that hairdo was a dead giveaway. Yeah, she might be fooling the public at large, but Fox knew better. He knew his fellow Smashers when he saw them. Since when did Rosalina play the guitar, though? Where were her Lumas?

The song drew to a close, and Rosalina said, "All right! One more song before we pack it up! This one's called Stars on the Lake!"

Fox drained the remainder of his coffee as the last song started up. Yup. Stars reference. Had to be Rosalina. He leaned back in his chair. Time to see how good she was.

Some time later, the song ended. There was a small round of applause, which Fox joined. Rosalina waved, slid off the stool she'd been sitting on, and began packing her guitar up. She was good. Real good. He didn't know that any of the princesses besides Zelda had any musical talent.

Fox pulled himself out of his chair and sauntered up to her as the patrons of the café turned back to their own business.

"You ever consider going professional with that music? You'd be an instant hit!"

Rosalina looked up from her guitar case with a jump. "Fox?"

Fox smiled. "Didn't expect to see you here!"

"Oh, I…uh…"

"That was amazing!" said Fox. "I didn't know you were that good with music!"

"Oh, please, I'm just an amateur," said Rosalina, bashfully.

"You're miles better than me, that's for sure. When did you learn to play?"

"Oh, uh, quite a long time ago. It's just a hobby. It's a…very long story."

Fox just chuckled. "Quite a long time ago, eh? Gives you a lot of time to improve and come up with your own stuff, eh?"

Rosalina blushed. "Oh, now you're flattering me. I'm just doing this for fun."

Fox chuckled. "No, I'm not. You're really good."

Rosalina smiled as she picked up her guitar case. "Well, thank you. Although I need to be back at the mansion soon, Peach insisted on having tea with all of us ladies. Would you like to join me on the way back?"

Fox shrugged. "Sure, I'll go with you. I've got nowhere to be right now."

As the two walked down the street, back towards Smash Mansion, Fox noticed something strange.

"I don't think I've ever seen you walk before. Don't you usually just float around?"

Rosalina smiled. "I do. But it would look strange for a random person to be levitating around, though, wouldn't it? It would just attract unnecessary attention."

Fox chuckled. "I guess it would."

Rosalina sighed. "It's nice to have some time for myself every now and again. I love my Lumas, but sometimes it's good to get away for a little."

"Who is looking after them right now?" asked Fox.

"Polari is," said Rosalina. "He's such a sweetie. He's been with me for…oh! Has it really been 350 years already?"

"350 years, now?" asked Fox. "That's a long time!"

"I don't know how I did without him for almost 150 years!" said Rosalina.

Fox just rolled his eyes. "150 years? Just casually does without her right hand Luma for 150 years. Yeah, no problem!"

Rosalina laughed. "I guess it does sound ridiculous when you put it like that."

"Is that a long time for you?" asked Fox. "Just curious."

"I…suppose that it is. It is but it's not. Time just…seems to stretch on. If that makes sense."

"Yeah, I don't relate to that, sorry," said Fox.

Rosalina just laughed. "I suppose you don't. Most people don't, you know."

"Yeah," said Fox. "I can imagine."

There was a pause in the conversation. After a few minutes, Fox asked, "Hey, you never told me how you learned to play the guitar! How'd that happen?"

Rosalina smiled. "Well, I suppose we have time for one story on the way back. So, it all started when Polari insisted on me taking a vacation from the observatory."

"A vacation?" said Fox, surprised.

"Oh yes. Quite frankly, I didn't know what to do with myself, when he first suggested the idea!"

"Really?" asked Fox. "You didn't take a single day off for 150 years?! How'd you manage that?"

"Oh, I took breaks from working, but I hardly ever left the observatory once I had built it. I was… less confident back then."

Fox nodded.

"But I still remember that day Polari insisted that I take a vacation. He pushed me in a warp star and fired it at a random planet! He was so intent on making me take that vacation!"

"Seriously? Polari did that?" asked Fox.

"Uh huh. He said that I was overworking myself and that I had 7 days to find a souvenir for him."

"How'd that go?"

"Horribly. For one, I was away for just over three years."

Fox raised an eyebrow. "Three years? How'd that happen? Couldn't you just fly back?"

"Well, due to overworking myself, my fine control of my powers had slipped to the point where I couldn't levitate for more than a few minutes. More importantly, I also couldn't form a warp star without a lot of strain, much less launch myself."

"How'd you overwork yourself that much?" asked Fox.

"I wore myself out trying to rebuild my Observatory after a run in with an asteroid," said Rosalina, recalling fond memories. "I had the shield down while I was working in the engine room. A stray asteroid ended up smashing straight through both my kitchen and my library. As you could imagine, the damage was extensive. I started repairs right away, once I finished fishing all my books, cutlery and cookware out of deep space."

Fox chuckled. "How long did that take?"

"Oh, just over three weeks."

Fox raised an eyebrow. "That takes dedication."

"Oh, quite so. There were some important books that I nearly lost. And my favorite spatula. But anyway, I then had the genius idea of building my library and kitchen back bigger and better than they were before. Obviously, it was biting off more than one woman could chew, but I was determined to get it done. Ah, the optimism of youth," said Rosalina, her eyes glimmering with nostalgia.

Fox just snorted under his breath, as Rosalina continued.

"By the time I finished, I was so exhausted that I didn't leave my bedroom for two weeks straight. Then, I tried to get back to business as usual, but I was still worn out from all of the building. And that's why Polari forced me to take a vacation."

"But why didn't he come pick you up?" asked Fox. "It wouldn't have taken him more then a few hours to find you, right?"

"Ah, that was the catch. Turns out I'd never taught him how to fly the Comet Observatory. It took him nearly a year to learn how to fly the observatory while they drifted aimlessly through space. Apparently, they had a few close calls from drifting dangerously close to stars and asteroid belts. Then, once he'd gotten proper control of the Comet Observatory, he had to go back and figure out which planet he'd randomly fired me at," chuckled Rosalina. "I had to live on my own for a while."

"How did that go?"

"Thankfully, Polari sent me to an inhabited planet. Concordia, actually. The one Vaughn and Isabelle are from?"

Fox nodded. The Crossing Village Mayor himself, Vaughn, and his assistant Isabelle had both been invaluable additions to the Smashers. Fox had been to Concordia on a couple of occasions on Smasher missions. It was a far cry from the tightly packed yet sprawling metropolis of Corneria City that he was used to, covered with mile upon mile of undeveloped wilderness in between major towns. He'd never seen so much open space on an inhabited planet in his life. Honestly, he was surprised that more criminals didn't attempt to hide out there, as the amount of uninhabited areas with nobody around for miles was absolutely immense.

"I landed in the middle of a forest, so it took me some time to find a village, but I eventually found one. It was called Lakeview Village. The villagers were all so welcoming. When they learned that I had nowhere to go, they took me in and offered me a place with them."

"What did you do?"

"I became a farmhand. In exchange for food, board and a small paycheck, I worked on a farm."

Fox paused. "I honestly can't imagine you as a farmhand!"

Rosalina laughed. "Ah. It was quite the experience, let me tell you!"

"What was it like? To be a farmhand on a rural farm?" asked Fox.

"Hard work. Even though I'd been building two rooms by myself, I had still been using my powers to do the heavy lifting. Having to do everything by hand was absolutely exhausting," chuckled Rosalina. "But I managed. You guys would have never recognized me in a plaid shirt, overalls, work boots and a straw hat!"

Fox grinned, "You're right. I almost didn't recognize you in that getup you're wearing now!"

Rosalina smiled. "It was like being a different person. Well, I was a different person for those three years. Got to see life on the ground, with people. I wasn't just stuck in my observatory. It…really changed my perspective on things. It was also where I learned to play the guitar. One of the farmers taught me. We had a little band you know."

"You did?"

"Yup. One of the other farmers played the drums, one of the waitresses at the local restaurant sang and our bassist was one of the local ranchers. We had some good times, playing at weddings and festivals. We also played weekly at the local restaurant."

"You eventually left them, though?" asked Fox.

Rosalina nodded. "Yes. Eventually, Polari found me. My powers had returned, but I had become used to not using them. I had grown quite happy there. It was…a painful goodbye. But I've gone back to visit almost every year, ever since."

"For 300 years?"

"For 300 years."

There was a pause.

"You must have lost a lot of friends in that time," realized Fox.

"Yes, I have. But I have also made many as well. Such is my lot in life. I have made peace with it," said Rosalina with a smile. "Its why playing the guitar is so important to me. It helps me remember those people. Even if I've taken it down more of an indie rock path as of late."

There was a longer pause in the conversation as they kept walking.

"Well, I guess Polari never got that souvenir," said Fox eventually, breaking the silence.

"Actually, I did end up getting one for him."

"What did you get him?" asked Fox.

"A stick with two dead leaves. He was less then enthused," said Rosalina.

Both Fox and Rosalina burst out laughing at that.

"He deserved it, though! For shooting me off at a random planet while I couldn't fly!" said Rosalina. Composing herself a little, she said, "To be fair, I brought him better ones on later forced vacations."

They turned around a corner and saw the gate to Smash Mansion in front of them.

"So, what other adventures did you get up to on other forced vacations?" asked Fox, now curious.

Rosalina smiled. "While I would love to sit here and tell stories, unfortunately I do have that tea party to attend. However, I have it on good authority that the next story time with the little ones will be about a spacefaring heroine who went on many adventures to strange planets. It will be tomorrow at 4:00 pm in the fireplace room. It would also be very nice to have another adult or two present to keep the kids from getting too rowdy."

"Oh, really now?" said Fox.

Rosalina just smiled. With a laugh, red translucent orbs glowed around her hands, and she flew off the ground and up to a balcony on the third floor.

"See you there, Fox!"

Fox just shook his head. Then again, what did you expect out of somebody who had lived for over 500 years?

Fox checked his calendar on his phone and smiled. His afternoon was open. Now if only he could rope Falco into coming along…

This was inspired by the indie rocker Rosalina artwork in the Super Mario Odyssey Artbook. I don't think I've seen any fics based off this idea, so I thought I'd make one – there's already too few Rosalina fics out there! Hope you all enjoyed!