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(Special thanks to all my precious lovely reviewers oh my god you guys are seriously ugh like, how many in-depth reviews have I got for this silly little collection and I read over them like five hundred times or so and weep over how great you all are and and jeez just thank you so much for supporting me and telling me what you thought and they're so long and full of goodness BECAUSE YOU GUYS CARE? SO MANY GREAT REVIEWS, JESUS, YOU GUYS ARE THE REASON I HAVENT GIVEN UP ON THE SSB SECTION aS OF YET [though i pretty much have])

((A shiny gold star goes to sippurp123 for [kindly] kicking me in the butt with a PM and asking me with a please to update this. I know I promised an update by the fourth of July and this is... well... uh... yeah, not exactly around that date or even close to it, but I got stuck a few times trying to find out what this chapter would be about and I lost Peach's voice due to lack of updating and it was really upsetting to me so I had to wait until she came back to smack me with a golf club. Thank you for being so damn patient though, yeah?))

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"And so in conclusion, it is our duty, nay our responsibility, a moral obligation if you will, that we must educate these new young women on how to use their feminine charms in a highly patriarchal industry, which claims to treat women equally, but in reality we all know that that's a falsification of the highest caliber. We must persevere in being gracious and making them feel at home, otherwise we shall lose the war," I finished. I took a deep breath and glanced at my audience. "Thank you for listening to my speech."

I waited for applause from my audience.

Which consisted of approximately four women.

Zelda looked, as usual, baffled. "Er, if I may ask Peach..."

I resisted the urge to choke her and said patiently, "Go ahead."

"What war will we be losing? Tabuu has been defeated for a long time now. I do not think he will be coming back."

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "Haven't you been paying attention to my speech?" I snapped. I jabbed my pointer stick - which was actually a really skinny branch I'd found in the garden, five minutes before I'd decided to gather everybody for my presentation - against the white board that I'd drawn various graphs and pie charts on. "How many male Smashers are in this place compared to us?"

"I don't see how that's relevant," Samus said, looking annoyed. But then, she looked annoyed most of the time. "Look Peach, I'm all for feminism and all, but this is going too far. The new female Smashers are going to think we're nutjobs if our greeting is that we're waging a war against the male Smashers."

"The sexism in this place runs rampant!" I exclaimed. "There are so many men, and all of them treat us with no respect!"

Nana, who I'd lured in here by leaving a trail of Jolly Ranchers and an additional bribe of the whole package if she stayed for my whole speech, punctuated my dynamic statement with a loud snore. I'd like to think that in her dreams, she was agreeing with my statement.

"Jiggly! Puff! Jiggly, Jigglypuff! Puff, Jiggly!"

"That's right Jigglypuff! You agree with me, right?" I cheered.

"Actually, he disagreed with you. He says that none of the men treat you all with disrespect you any more than they do the rest of the Smashers and the most they ever do is talk about you girls in the locker room," Zelda translated. "Peach, you really need to learn how to speak Pokemon. The other day, you almost fed Pikachu peanuts and he's highly allergic to them."

Okay, that was totally unfair. "That was one time!" I said. "People act like I wanted to kill the rat on purpose, sheesh." I remember Master Hand suspending me from the kitchen until I memorized all food allergies that all the Smashers had. This is a lot more daunting than it sounds because Olimar was allergic to practically every single food you could ever be allergic to.

Okay so maybe it was just eggs and milk but still.

God, people needed to get a grip sometimes.

Samus shifted uncomfortably. "And if you think about it, I mean we do the same thing. How many times have you talked about Ike's eight pack? I mean, it's totally understandable once you've seen them so I'm not faulting you but..."

I narrowed my eyes suspiciously at her. "When have you seen his eight pack?"

"That does not concern you," Zelda jumped in rather hastily, before I could think too deeply on when she'd seen them. "The point is, Jigglypuff here has a point. I am not keen on waging any sort of battle of the sexes and even if we were, what would prevent Jigglypuff from telling his brethren our plans?"

"Why would she... wait a second, Jigglypuff is a man? Wait, hold up a second, what?" I choked. I stared into Jigglypuff's luminescent, protuberant, totally feminine eyes, and regarded her light pink body down to her very curl. "Poisonous mushrooms," I murmured under my breath. "I had no idea! Your costumes... I mean," I stammered.

"Jiggly, Jigglypuff!" she, wait no he, retorted angrily.

"He says just because what he wears is considered feminine does not actually mean he is a woman and that if you bothered to talk to him at all, or understand Pokemon culture, you would know that male jigglypuffs generally have a higher range of vocals which Jigglypuff here has."

I was still trying to wrap my head around Jigglypuff's gender, when Samus asked, "So um, not that I'm trying to stir up any drama here, but if this is all about girl power and feminism and sticking it to the man, why haven't you invited Lyn here? Unlike the other Assist Trophies, she hangs out with us so much that I sometimes think she's one of us."

I shot daggers at Samus. "She is not one of us," I said through clenched teeth. "And she is an abomination to the female race. Never speak her name!"

Okay so the truth? I was over Ike and Lyn.

Sort of.

I mean, okay, yeah I still sometimes fantasized about our make out sessions which had been admittedly hot. But I was coming to terms with the fact that that was all he and I ever really did. Our conversations consisted of exchanging pleasantries, and that was about it. In fact, I actually thought Ike was kind of stupid. There was no way somebody that ripped spent his time doing anything else. And his fashion choices were atrocious. Tattered clothes on a muscular man? Yeah, the last time that was in vogue was, oh let me think... maybe only on a harlequin romance novel?

But I didn't think having a fashion sense was that important either. My "date" with Marth had also ended in disaster, and he and I were probably the best groomed and dressed in the Mansion. I wasn't sure what I was looking for, but I did know that it still hurt every time I thought about catching Ike and Lyn together, and the fact that he'd been cheating on me. Samus and Zelda would probably never understand it, especially when I had admitted to them that I wasn't even close to falling in love with him.

I mean, it shouldn't hurt right? Logically speaking, that is.

Maybe I did like him more than I let on.

...Maybe...

Nana let out another loud, rasping snore that woke herself up. She looked around wildly and then focused on me. "Is it over?" she asked expectantly.

I sighed. My troops were useless. Jigglypuff was a guy, Zelda was clueless, and Nana didn't even care.

"You know, Lyn is actually kind of... nice," Samus said, as though she were treading dangerous waters. She eyed me, to see what sort of reaction I'd give.

"I must concur as well." Zelda bobbed her head in agreement, her expression rather less cautious.

I stared at my best friends suspiciously for a moment, trying to understand what was going on between them. And then it hit me. "You're... you're..." I gasped. "Committing a most heinous act! Fraternization with the enemy!"

I couldn't believe it. I let my jaw drop as I stared at them in shock. Apparently, there was something comical about my expression because Samus gave a rather unkind laugh.

"Oh, come on, Peach! Grow up! She's not an enemy. She's practically one of us!"

Me? Growing up? Oh, I'd give her growing up. I reached into the folds of my dress to pull out a golf club.

"Jumping Metroids, you hide those under your skirts? I always knew your butt wasn't that big!" Samus exclaimed.

Which was about the last thing she said before I swung my golf club at her.

I'd get my vengeance, even if it was the last thing I ever did!

...Which it probably would be, considering Samus had a gun and all.

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"Every time there is some sort of damage in the Mansion, I always find you three somehow involved. Why am I not surprised?" Master Hand said sounding weary.

"I'm not apologizing for breaking my dorm window," I snapped. I couldn't help but think that I probably swung my golf club, frying pan or tennis racket most often at Samus when we weren't at a match. She probably shot her gun on me mostly as well though, to be fair. I shot Samus a nasty look. If only looks could kill. "My blow was aimed at her! Besides at least I didn't blow a hole through my own lamp!"

Master Hand groaned. "That's even worse! Had you both ended up in the infirmary before Thursday I can't imagine what kind of impression we would leave."

"What do you mean by impression?" Samus asked warily, taking a break from returning my death stare with an almost equally nasty glare.

Master Hand sighed. "I've got new potential Smashers coming in."

"I did not know you were recruiting new Smashers," Zelda said. I wasn't entirely sure why she'd been dragged in; after all, only Samus and I had been responsible for the broken window and lamp. I supposed that Master Hand automatically brought her along, assuming that if Samus and I were fighting, she would somehow be involved as well.

"I wasn't. But somebody started a ridiculous rumor that some third-rate video game character, Microman would be a new Smasher. Naturally Megaman felt threatened that a knockoff was considered before he was and demanded he also participate. Once Megaman demanded to be let in, I had to consider other contracts as well."

Curiously, Samus's face turned red and she went absolutely still, as though petrified. She gave a shaky laugh. "Well, new faces aren't so bad are they?"

"Actually it's good business for us. However, I'll be forced to make some room for them, and in order to do that I must get rid of some of my er... less lucrative investments." He waited for his words to sink in.

When they did, I leapt from my seat. "You can't do that!" I exclaimed. "You can't terminate some of our contracts to make room for some of the new ones!" The last time this had happened, Roy had vanished. It had been sad seeing him go. I was going to miss his penchant for setting things on fire.

Master Hand sighed. "As a matter of fact, I can. The Brawl era ends this year, and with it so do your contracts. Therefore, those Smashers who are not performing as er, admirably, as their peers in popularity both offstage and in the arena shall not have their contracts renewed."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing.

He continued, "But don't worry ladies, you three don't have anything to worry about. As you three currently represent the women veterans of Smash Industries, you have good chances of staying in as long as you perform on the arena admirably and stay out of trouble." Even though he didn't have a face, I knew he was addressing Samus and I in particular. You don't know how ridiculously scary it can be, knowing that somebody is chastising you, when you can't even see their face. I shivered.

"That brings me to my original point. On Thursday, I will be having a guest over. A guest, who is eager about joining the Mansion, on my terms no less." I was still a little shaken over Master Hand's announcement, but I shook my head in sympathy, already feeling sorry for the poor soul. It wasn't that a lot of people tried out for Smash, because a lot did. It was good exposure, and having the "part of Smash Bros." on your resume usually drew impressed eyebrows. I mean, we are talking about the corporation that brought popularity back to the Kid Icarus series, as well as making Fire Emblem (unfortunately) a lot more popular in English-speaking countries.

But there were usually a lot of reasons why people were rejected. One was that either they didn't have the stamina or strength, they weren't ready to make a serious commitment that usually detailed they make Smash Mansion their living headquarters, or they just didn't have any sort of name in the gaming world. Sometimes they just didn't have the charisma to get a name. And if you had all that, you probably would voluntarily turn the contract away because of the abysmal salary you were paid.

Yep. That's right.

Master Hand paid his employees crap wages. For people like Zelda and I who were princesses, that wasn't a problem. It was also why Smashers often left to their own worlds temporarily sometimes to pursue their original work. Samus, for example, often left for two or three days to pursue bounties. Captain Falcon still raced, and Snake still went on a few missions here and there.

The only person who had ever succeeded in getting paid more than the norm, was Wario and there'd been rumors that blackmail had been involved. I believed those rumors too. Lord knows the amount of times Wario had threatened me with badly photoshopped pictures of me and Bowser together. I shudder at the thought.

"As you three do represent the women body of the Smash Brothers, I have assigned you three to give her a tour of the area."

A female guest? My interest was piqued, forcing my thoughts away from feeling sorry for the poor sap who'd been conned into being interested. I'd been ready to inform this person that it probably wouldn't be worth the meager wage, but now that I realized she was a girl...

Well, this changed everything! I couldn't imagine having an additional woman. I almost reveled in it. Perhaps this woman, unlike Zelda and Samus who didn't value their sacred femininity at all, would be more sympathetic to my cause.

"You don't have to worry about it, Master Hand. I'll make sure she never regrets thinking about joining!" I declared. I stood up, with my hands on my hips, striking a pose of justice.

I do have to say, I was feeling particularly awesome.

"Who is this guest, if I may ask, Master Hand?" Zelda asked, unaware that my elbow is practically jutting into her face, pose of justice and all.

"Her name is Lucina, and she hails from a place called Ylisse."

Lucina... I tasted the words in my brain. I'd never heard of a name, but it seemed like it belonged to a fair maiden who easily made friends. Ylisse too sounds like a charming place. I wonder why I've never heard of her before.

It didn't matter though, because I was certainly ready to make her feel welcome to the best of my ability.

I, Peach Toadstool, would make this Lucina girl my best friend.

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The girl who stood in front of me was extraordinarily pretty and I am so ready to hate her. It took me all of, oh maybe zero-point-eleven seconds to realize why.

"Fire Emblem?" I seethed quietly at Samus, who grinned broadly at my reaction. "She's from Fire Emblem?!"

"I thought you were all about making sure she never regretted joining?"

"Shut up, Samus!"

Lucina, otherwise known as woman-spawn from that Awful Brand Game Name, whose actual brand name I won't repeat ever again, looked unsure of herself. In our Mansion's lobby, she still looked pretty with that tense yet curious expression. She wasn't even wearing any make up yet she had the easy grace of a woman of noble birth. I mean, I'm a princess and all, and I've been working at it my whole life, but in terms of looks there was something about Lucina that made me want to bow down to her if I didn't hate her so much. I skimmed over her poreless, porcelain skin, her cobalt blue eyes, and silky blue hair that was the exact shade of Marth.

As a matter of fact... I frowned, giving her another once over; she was basically a gender-bent version of Marth. I groaned into my fingers at this realization. Awful Brand Game Name, hereby shortened to ABGN, really needed to step its game up if they thought they could produce games that featured clones of their previous heroes. They must be running out of ideas. The Mario games were far more creative than that. I snorted derisively at the thought.

"Is... is something funny?" Lucina asked, timidly, and I realized belatedly that I snorted aloud.

Oh Mushrooms, I wasn't supposed to do that. It's not very lady-like. Currently, it seemed like she was winning the princess game and I wasn't about to let that happen. I smoothed the skirts of my dress, fluffed my hair, and raised my chin so that I could stare her down better, despite the fact that she's about an inch taller than me. "Nothing. Only the way you're dressed."

With a jolt, I realized she was also wearing clothes that looked very similar to Marth's costume. Ugh, seriously, ABGN couldn't even come up with different clothes for her? I realize why now I'd never heard of the name Lucina. Ever since Ike dumped me, I really haven't looked at any of the new releases of any of the games from ABGN.

To my immense guilt, Lucina blushed a deep shade of scarlet. "Oh, yeah." She scratched the back of her head, looking sheepish. Even embarrassed, she was adorable. Gah! Stop it, Peach! It's part of her nefarious charm I bet! Don't fall for it. "Well, uh, I had this harebrained scheme to go back in time to save my world so I dressed up like-"

"You don't have to explain yourself," Samus cut in, shooting me a very nasty look that clearly said Act polite, you dimwit!

Rude.

She continued brusquely, "And please excuse my friend's lack of manners. I would say she'd not like this all the time, but she actually is. I'm Samus Aran, by the way. And this is Zelda Hyrule and the one with steam shooting out of her nostrils is Peach Toadstool." She sticks her hand out and takes Lucina's hand, firmly shaking it.

Lucina looked faint. "I... wow. I can't believe I'm shaking your hand! It's... it's an honor. I've heard so much about you. You are quite a famed warrior!"

Samus turned uncharacteristically pink in the face. "Um, well I guess I do okay," she muttered. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

She turned to Zelda. "And you were responsible for saving Hyrule!"

Zelda smiled. "I cannot take all the credit for that. After all, Link mostly did most of the work. I just told him what to do."

"Yes, but that is what a wise ruler must do!" Lucina aggressively defended. She looked down, an a small frown darkened her features but the reverent tones stayed in her voice. "If I could have but a hundredth of your wisdom..."

She looked like such a lost little girl that I couldn't help but say, "I'm sure you did what you could."

She looked up at me blankly. I waited for her to heap praises upon me but instead she merely looked puzzled. "I apologize, but I do not know of you. What world have you hailed from?"

My mouth fell open.

I couldn't believe it!

I was arguably the most popular female in Nintendo and this woman...! "You're kidding me, right?"

Lucina raised an eyebrow. "I apologize, but I do not think..."

"She rules Mushroom Kingdom," Zelda said. "Perhaps you've heard of Mario Mario before?"

I wish I was lying but Lucina actually squealed.

And it wasn't pretty. It sounded like a metal nail scraping against a chalkboard. A few Smashers around us actually turned to stare at her. She had the sense to look embarrassed, but she gripped my arm and whispered loudly, "You know of the Mario? He is nothing short of a legend where I come from!"

"Er... yeah," I said, trying to extricate myself from her grasp but I discovered she was actually quite strong. Mushrooms, the girl looked like she was less than one-hundred pounds but I was sure she could hold against Bowser or Donkey Kong!

But I had to admit, it was also really weird seeing her obsess over Mario. Don't get me wrong, Mario is the face of Nintendo so he's got his own fair share of fans. But girls tended to go for Link, Ike, Marth and Pit. Y'know, the pretty boys. I felt a little weird seeing her get that adoring look regarding Mario. Almost like I wished she would back off him, not so much because I didn't want Mario to get attention... more like...

Okay, yeah, actually I didn't want him getting any female attention. It sounds horrible, and the realization came as a shock to me.

"You must introduce me!" Lucina insisted, the same starstruck expression on her face. "I apologize for asking you such a thing, but you and I are, I assume, very similar. I suppose you're used to being in a crowd of heroes but..."

I bristled at her nerve of lumping me in with her. "What's that supposed to mean?"

Lucina blanched at my reaction, and hastily tried to recover. "Well, that is, I've never heard of you and you had never heard of me presumably, so I assume that you and I must be obscure compared to the likes of Mario, and Samus and Link and Zelda..."

I sniffed, putting my nose up in the air. "How dare you! I am a famed celebrity amongst this crowd and I certainly think that just because a country bumpkin such as you who may be pretty but is in fact a half-wit-"

"Peach, gosh, is that Ike and Lyn?" Samus said loudly.

"Where?" Lucina and I cried out at the same time. She was craning her neck all over the place eagerly and I instantly clammed up. No way was I going to look angry around those two. I had to be the epitome of class and coolness. I had to make sure that these people didn't see that I could be fazed by one of their kind, no matter how pestilent she could be!

...Well, perhaps pestilent was overboard, but it honestly irked me that Lucina didn't know about me at all. She'd heard about Samus and Zelda but didn't know me? I wondered why that was...

Lyn had her hand tucked into the crook of Ike's arm and was preparing to exit out of the Mansion. Probably on some sort of sordid date. Bleh. But then she spotted Samus, and her face lit up. She began to steer Ike towards us.

"Gods, they're heading here!" Lucina whispered, looking faint and fanning herself with a hand. I stared at her curiously. This was actually the first time I'd seen a person worthy of getting into Smash who was so starstruck. I mean, come on, it wasn't like Ike and Lyn were anyone special. And neither were any of the Smashers here, to be honest. I mean, yeah sure we all did some pretty neat stuff like saving and ruling worlds, but in the end we were all a bunch of dorks.

I mean, once you've heard Meta Knight singing Taylor Swift in the shower, you'd come to the same conclusion too.

"Relax, they're nice people," Samus reassured Lucina, as Lyn drew short, exchanging bright hellos to Zelda and Samus. I was somehow forgotten. Ike threw me a cursory glance but that was it. Well, it wasn't like I was expecting much else and I wasn't expecting anything warm from Lyn either. Not that I wanted her to be nice to me anyway.

Yeah, right.

"And who is this?" Lyn squinted at Lucina, giving her a deceptively friendly smile.

"This is Lucina, future ruler to Ylisse," Zelda said. "I believe she is enthusiastically waiting to greet you both, as you represent past heroes of your shared history."

Ike merely squinted at Lucina as if she were a cockroach unworthy of even being crushed under his boot. "You look an awful lot like Marth."

Lucina blushed, looking down. "Wow, really? Thanks! Well, I mean that is to say, that's kind of the point. You see I..."

"So what if she looks like Marth?" I interrupted, scowling at Ike. I suddenly felt very defensive over Lucina.

Lyn rolled her eyes. "So it speaks."

I was beginning to see red, and I was fairly certain Lyn had something to do with it. "Watch it, blue-haired freak! Nobody invited you into this conversation." I snapped.

"What's wrong with blue hair?" Lucina asked, looking hurt.

"Nothing," Lyn grunted. "Don't pay any attention to that idiot. She's bitter."

I narrowed my eyes at her. "How dare you! Who do you think is responsible for that?!"

"Is this really the time and place to discuss this?" Zelda cut in pleasantly, but Samus and I exchanged looks. While Zelda was the most mild-mannered of us all, both of us knew that if we misbehaved amongst people who weren't living in the Mansion, we would face her wrath.

Which was honestly a lot scarier than Samus's canon or my frying pan.

Making sure Zelda was mollified was honestly probably the only thing Samus and I ever agreed upon so keenly. So instead, I merely grabbed Lucina's hand, and muttered, "Come on," and yanked her along. "I'll give you the tour."

I'd be lying if I said I left because the sight of Lyn and Ike was really starting to piss me off. But if I was even more honest with myself, it had to do more with...

Me.

The truth was, I was starting to wonder if I would ever be able to tolerate Ike and Lyn. "Perhaps someday, maybe I'd be able to hold a civil conversation but their presence just seriously bothered me and that made me angrier more than anything else."

"Civil conversation with who?" Lucina asked. She looked intimidated by my sudden outburst.

Oh, crap. Had I really just said that out loud? I snuck a glance around the staircase we were currently climbing to see if anybody was within hearing range. Then I sighed and tried to relax my shoulders, and faced Lucina. "Look, you probably realized that I wasn't exactly... in the best of moods today. Trust me, I was really excited to meet you. There aren't exactly a lot of women here in Smash. There are only four of us so far. So what I wanted was to really sell you on the idea to get in because it gets lonely sometimes with just Samus and Zelda as my female friends.

"But it's ruined probably because of me. You see, Ike used to be my boyfriend, but we broke up-"

"You courted Ike?" Lucina asked. Her eyebrows shot up, looking impressed. "You must be a famed warrior if he agreed to court you!"

I felt even worse, seeing her face light up like that. "Actually, I'm not even that. I'm a damsel in distress." I'd finally started to see why Lucina hadn't really heard of me. I threw my hands up in defeat. "The only reason I exist or am even popular is because Mario has save me. I get kidnapped by a huge spiky turtle, like all the time. That's my sole purpose, which is why you haven't really heard of me, right? Because I'm not a hero in any way."

Lucina blushed, having heard my correct guess.

I went on, "It was actually why I went after Ike in the beginning. He looked like a hero should. He was handsome, stoic and courageous and powerful. I thought we'd be a perfect pair because I was everything a damsel should be. But a few months after we started dating, I caught him cheating on me with Lyn. I guess it makes sense, however. A hero needs somebody powerful, and I couldn't give him that. I used to think they pissed me off because it was more about the fact that I was so disrespected, but in reality I guess seeing them really makes me angry at myself because I'm reminded of my own weaknesses and limitations. I couldn't be more than just a kidnapped princess for Ike, and that's why he left me for Lyn."

Deflated, I stole a glance at Lucina. I saw the pity welling up into her eyes. I wasn't in the mood for that so I plastered a smile on my face. "But that's all done with! It's in the past. Now I'm okay. Anyway, if you'd like, I can take you to meet Mario."

Lucina looked unsure of my proposition. "Um, Princess Peach," she began.

"Do you want to meet him or what?" I snapped forcefully, trying not to feel embarrassed. I couldn't believe I'd just blurted all that out in front of a virtual stranger. I suddenly felt like breaking out into tears.

She stared at me for a long moment, as if she was trying to figure something out. Maybe there was hope, maybe ABGN wasn't such a bad franchise... Perhaps I could start calling it Fire Emblem again.

Her expression changed. "I think I'll meet him in my own time. For now, I think I'd like to hang out with some princess that need saving. Heroes can be a little tiring for me at times." She yawned. "And I suppose I need tips on getting that high-pitched female cry for help."

Or maybe not. She was definitely evil.

Still, I sighed in relief at her decision to not give me the usual pep talk. Maybe there was hope for Lucina after all.

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Not my best, I confess because not a lot happened here except for a bunch of banter. Originally, this was supposed to be a whole tour of the Mansion, but I ended it here because I knew it would be far too long and this seemed to be a good place to stop. But despite that, this didn't end as neatly as I thought it would and it was already getting really long as it was. I kind of wanted this to be a sort of introduction for the sudden influx of females that were recently confirmed for Smash. Are you excited? Because I most certainly am!

In case you were all wondering, this collection of one shots will still mostly center on Zelda, Samus and Peach just because I intended for it to be that way. And of course, they will always have a special place in my heart for being the female veterans (well, really Samus was the first, but still!). But I do want to know what anybody who is still reading this thinks if I were to include the other females like Robin, Rosalina etc as part of the main group. So far, I really only have Lucina's characterization down.

Anyway, let me know what you think. I'm embarrassed honestly putting this out there, especially since it hasn't even been edited but it's better than nothing, right? I honestly have to start getting into updating a bunch of crap on this account. It's being sorely neglected!

Thanks for the read!