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Well, school's started, and I have to do math everyday. Don't forget the I.S., French, science, Geography, History, and Music. Can't forget that.

I haven't really been strong on the romance, but I make this stuff as I go along, so it'll come up eventually. Yeah. I hope. I love PitxZelda.

Hope you like!

P.S.: I just noticed that I dropped the honourifics from the first chapter. Sorry, but I don't think I'm going to use them again. Another sorry for the confusion.

…:::Magazine Quizzes:::…

Mornings were never normal at the Smash Mansion. Super powered animals, vain spell casters, violent warriors, and inanimate objects all under one roof, was never a good idea. Along with 37 different wants, needs, and preferences, settling things were never peaceful. Roommates were bickered over, temper tantrums were thrown about seating arrangements, and there was always something that needed to be changed, or fixed, or redone.

It was enough to make the twin hands go crazy. Well, at least, one of them had already. Master Hand and Crazy Hand were, metaphorically, the head of all the operations. Both worked together to make the mansion livable and comfortable for the smashers, and in return, they got to watch them beat each other up with no liability at all. Along with the tidy profit it made them, they had no problems against it.

Well, it was no problem with only 12 smashers in the beginning. Most were silent and had no qualms about who they were paired with. Genders weren't worried about because the only biological female (Jigglypuff didn't count) stayed in her armor all the time, nor did she speak. As the roster grew, so did the complaints, quarrels, and headaches for the hands. There was no rest for them.

With all the responsibilities of the hands, they required a little help. Since the retired smashers from Melee had nothing to do, it wasn't like they had anything to lose. The one with the biggest roll was possibly Mewtwo, who had the responsibility of monitoring the smashes. Whenever there was a brawl, it had to be supervised by him. Roy's job and Pichu's job both involved the Wire Frames and older Fighting Polygon Team. Roy and Pichu split the silent fighters in half. Some would go with Roy as security, to prevent against any threats there may be, while Pichu's team would go around the house, cleaning up. The smashers could make quite a mess.

It was not hard to guess what job the hands had in mind for Dr. Mario either. As the acting head of the medical team, he was to attend to any out of brawl injuries, ranging form broken limbs during a fistfight, (be they accidental or not); sprained ankles, or even a small tap on the head. With a small medical team behind him, he was proud of them.

Small being a keyword. Not many people in the mansion had any medical experience at all. Dr. Mario couldn't teach everybody how to heal broken bones or how to save a life. With only 5 or so people behind him, he could only tend to about 2 people at a time thoroughly and efficiently. Any more than that and it starts to get rushy.

He now had 10 times the amount of people in the medical wing that he could handle. With no other smashers with the ability to assist him, he was now deploying some Alloys to help him. He would need all the help he would get.

...:::|:::…

If someone had decided to shoot him right then and there, he wouldn't have complained. It was official. Pit was in love. It wasn't 'just a crush', or a 'fling', he was honest to goodly, truly, head over heels in love. He wished he could stay like this forever.

And as common knowledge knows, you never say that unless you want to jinx yourself.

Pit was suddenly shoved onto the ground. Falling off the bed, his rear end collided with the hard hospital floor. As half of his body was also on the chair, it was knocked down by the unknown force as well, making a loud sound as it crashed into the flooring. The sound had stirred Link, as he awoke unceremoniously with a snort.

"Wha? What…What's going on?" The swordsman said drowsily, not fully awake. Pit wasn't any better, as he was still thinking about how he was lying peacefully on the bed one minute, and confused on the floor the next. Pit shook his head and began to stand up, only to have a monkey jump on his head.

"AAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Pit cried as the ape began to screech. He stood up and began to try to remove the primate from his face. This only made it hold on tighter. Confused, He ran around, trying to get the chimp off his head. Crashing into chairs, bumping into people, and getting many injuries in the process, didn't seem to help. Link chose that specific time to react.

"Monkey-Face-Boy! It's a Monkey-Face-Boy!" Link yelled, brandishing his sword. Navi was just as bewildered as him. Link's first thought was, of course, to get rid of it. Be it violently or not. Link raised his sword, but as suddenly as this incident had started, a voice cried out.

"Link! Pit! Stop what you're doing right now, or so help me, you'll be the ones lying in this bed!" Zelda huffed as she sat with her arms on her hip. Link stopped in mid swing, Pit stood on one leg, and the monkey jumped off his head and landed on the bed. Diddy scratched his head and gave a soft hoot. Pit glared at the red capped ape.

"It would be nice if you two didn't try to kill everyone else in here." A deep voice said from behind Link. Said swordsman then proceeded to scream and hide behind Pit. A sigh emanated from the angel as he elbowed Link.

"Oy. Don't be afraid. It's just Meta Knight." Pit said.

"Just Meta Knight? Don't I get more recognition than that? Maybe I should give Link a real reason to be afraid of me, instead of sneaking up on him." The wielder of Galaxia said dryly. He, along with Diddy, Kirby, Jigglypuff and Olimar, had come to visit the injured princess. It was going nicely until the younger Kong decided to jump on Pit.

Link had peeked over the angel's shoulder to get a good look at the small crowd gathered around Zelda's bed. Determining that it was safe, he waved Navi out of the corner she flew into when the chaos had started. Pit sighed at the more childish actions of Link as he grabbed a chair and sat next to the cot where Zelda laid.

"So are you ok?" Olimar asked the ruler of Hyrule. She nodded and smiled at the small man.

"I'll be fine. Thank you for asking."

"Are you sure? You just came into the medical wing last night." Pit stated quickly after she responded. He wasn't about to lose his chance to the small space traveler.

"Actually, I believe that I'm fine. In fact, I feel like doing a brawl later today." As the brunette Hyrulian finished her sentence, the two pink smashers began twittering loudly in their nonsense language. Apparently, they were worried about whether Zelda could brawl, but she halted them with a wave of her hand. Giving them a solid stare, she climbed out of her bed and grabbed the small clipboard that hung at the end. Flipping though the papers, she nodded and gave Kirby and Jigglypuff a cool azure gaze. They got the message and hopped off the bed.

Pit watched as Zelda got off the bed, collected her things from the side table, and walk out of the room.

Well, it would have gone like that if Kirby and Jigglypuff hadn't decided to grab onto her legs, causing her to trip and fall. Honestly, if Pit didn't happen to be right next to her when she fell on top of him, she might have had to be re-admitted into the medical wing. He knew he would be when his head collided with the toppled chair.

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He never did like waking up. Dreams were always the reason for why he fell asleep, and he didn't see much reason in having to get up before it was done.

And then, there was the much more logical explanation that people tended to have the weirdest ways to wake up the angel. Whenever Yoshi came around to talk to R.O.B. and he wasn't awake, he would start to jump on his back. Mario enjoyed the old fashioned 'Bucket Pour'. Not that the plumbers didn't have any imagination. He and Luigi would also, on occasions, shine a flashlight on his face and yell "TRAIN!!!!!" in their Italian accents. And then there was the time that Fox and Wolf came into his room and shot their blasters into the air, waiting for him to wake up.

Nevertheless, he was fairly glad that Link opted for the second one.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect for him to use ice cold water.

"HOLY - #$*!!!!" Pit screamed with wide eyes. He was jolted awake, and now confused, wet, and freezing. Before he could continue his screams, another bucket was poured. As the third was being lifted, Pit put his hands up to protect himself.

"I'M AWAKE!!!! AWAKE!!!! A-W-A-K-E!!!!!!! STOP WITH THE WATER!!!!" He cried, trying to stop the icy torrent of water. Link pouted as he put the rusty bucket down. Before Pit could ask him where he got the water anyway, he was swarmed with questions.

"Are you ok? That was a nasty spill."

"Most unfortunate. You left a dent in the chair as well."

"Do you need another bucket?"

Pit breathed in sharply through chattering teeth. "NO!!! No more water!!" He said loudly, as to pound some sense into the Hero of Time. Link whined.

Zelda gave Link as sideways glance, as if to say 'We'll talk later.' She turned back to Pit and repeated her question. "Are you ok?"

Pit blinked before answering. A warm feeling crept up to his cheeks as he tried to answer. "I'm fine." He finally squeezed out. He then turned to Meta Knight. "Did I really dent the chair?"

The small swordsman nodded. "Yes you did. I didn't expect you to, but as you were carrying the weight of 2 people instead of one, it's no wonder." Pit furrowed his eyebrows, and responded with yet another question.

"2 people? What do you mean by that?" As Pit looked around the room for an answer, Zelda seemed to take growing interest in the floor. As he held his gaze at her, she still refused to make eye contact, but managed to laugh sheepishly.

"That….may have been my fault." She finally spoke. She smiled a little bit and continued. "Sorry Pit. If I wasn't so clumsy, you wouldn't-"

"It's not your fault." The angel said quickly. He didn't want her to feel guilty for anything that was really his fault.

Actually, it dawned on him that it wasn't his fault anyway. Picking up where he left off, he spoke. "In fact, I think I know whose fault it is. Just look for 2 large pink things."

Zelda blinked as it dawned on her. Letting out a light giggle, she shook her head. "It's fine Pit. Don't worry about them. After all, who could blame them?"

'I could.' Pit thought.

"But, I should also be thanking you. I feel that I owe you Pit." Zelda spoke, her light voice grateful. "You've done a lot for me, but we're no better than simply acquaintances. You don't deserve that. At the very least, we should get to know each other better."

"No, you don't have-" Pit cut himself off before he could continue. What was he thinking? This was his perfect chance! Luckily, Zelda didn't notice, or chose to ignore it.

"I think I'm going to go out tomorrow. Would you wish to come with me?"

Pit took a deep breath in. It was now or never, and this could launch him into a tighter relationship than just 'simply acquaintances', as Zelda had put it. He glanced back at her. Her light chestnut hair framed her face perfectly, and those beautiful, stormy blue eyes seemed to draw him in. Their faces were mere inches apart, and right now, nothing was impossible.

Not as long as she was here, with him, and beyond that, nothing mattered.

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Well??? Please ignore the ENORMOUS update gap. I hope that you liked it!