Ike is, I swear, the bane of my existence.

Requested by Janjan055.
Sorry for the wait. The really really long wait. 对不起.

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Despite, being a princess, you were quite shy.
Your mother in your game had always told you that a princess should be strong for her people.

Being decisive was also one thing.
Yet, you were on of the most indecisive people in the mansion.

Now you were conflicted with one teeny, tiny problem.

To quote "To do or not to do, that is the question" at least, that's how you think it went.
You wanted to get this problem off your chest but you were afflicted with the doubt that he would ether you.

Yes you, the main protagonist of your game, Malevolece. You defeated demons, monsters, have been betrayed, tortured...so why can't you deal with this?
You sighed in frustration and leaned on your balcony railings.

The wind was nice. Nice and cool. It was your favorite element to use in your game.
Your eyes drooped and you rested your head on your arms. Napping was nice too...

Thunk!

(E/c) eyes flew open in shock, you were free falling to your death.

You felt something catch your arm gripping it gently.
You craned your neck up and saw Meta Knight
"What are you doing??" You shouted over the wind. He sent you an apologetic look and continued to fly to a place much to your unknown.

—time skip—

You found yourself jailed up and looking at the main antagonist of your game.

Morgiaña.

You knew that there were trophies of antagonists and main enemies, these trophies could come alive as well. You never thought this would happen.

"Why are you doing this?" You asked "this is against the smash rules!"

She smiled and flicked a strand of her purple hair "oh, I've decided to ally myself with that monster, what's his name? Bowser. You see, apparently, that over grown lizard is obsessed with that blonde princess in a pink dress"

Bowser? He must really be obsessed with Peach to ally himself with Morgiaña, she's crazy.

"You are very close friends with her no? Peach is extremely nice Bowser had said, she wouldn't hesitate to jump in and save your life. After all, you can get killed when you're not in the stadium."

You froze, she was right; everything she said was true.

"Hehehe...!" She cackled with a slightly chipper voice, she must've seen your expression "I heard you're crushing on the blue haired mercenary too. Heh, Ike was it? I'm surprised that you actually fell for him seeing as how cold he is to you."

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"Ike!"

The said smasher turned his head to you "what do you want?" He asked.
You smiled "I was wondering...you always look so anxious about something, do you want to talk about it?" You asked shyly.
"No."

Your face fell "why?"
He shook his head "I don't know about the other smashers but I find you really annoying."
He then continued "you keep approaching everyone thinking that they need help when they really don't. People would find that endearing but I don't, when people want to be left alone leave them alone, you may think that they're just 'broken' and need some support but some don't, they just want to he left alone, so leave me alone."

(Shots fired to all the cliche stereotypical one shots out there.)

You gaped. That was really hurtful.
Ike left you pondering about what he had just said, maybe you were being too assertive in helping people?

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Marth rubbed his temples "Ike...did you have to be so harsh?" He complained.
"I'm not a lady's man unlike you" Ike grunted back in return.
"A-am not!" Marth protested.
"I know you're being protective of her because she joins you for your guilty pleasure."

Marth's eyebrow quirked by a fraction "oh? And that would be?"

(Masturbating. Jk.)

"Your tea parties, when you and (y/n) would dress up in fancy clothing and clink tea cups" Ike said dryly.
Marth's cheeks turned tomato red, he crossed his arms "w-well! (Y/n) has gone missing!" He said trying to change the subject "have you even heard!?"
"Mmmm...no."
"Holy naga, you are unbelievable! She disappeared because of your coldness! It's your responsibility!"

At the word of 'responsibility' Ike's pride piqued. He grunted and got up.
"Where are you going?" Marth asked, Ike replied "where I was supposed to be."

—time skip—

(Y/n) didn't know what was going to happen.
She didn't count on Ike; he had burst through the jail door with his sword gleaming from the afternoon sun.

Morgiaña's head whipped to the sudden outburst "what the?!" She shrieked.

The battle dragged on longer then it was supposed to.
Long story short; it ended with you falling into the lake with your wrists bounded together and Morgiaña turning back into a trophy.

(This is where my writing style sort of changes, you think for all that time absent I was being a lazy-af ass?)

[Y/n] has never been a good swimmer, so it was no brained that she struggled as she sunk.
Before the (h/c) haired smasher lost her air; a rough hand grabbed her arm and hulled her out of the water.

As [Y/n] and Ike walked back to the mansion, all was silent.
Poor [Y/n] was dripping wet, it wasn't like she carried a towel everywhere with her.

"I...I'm sorry." Ike said out of the blue.
"For treating you like you don't care when you really do. I was very rude, can we...start over?" He asked.
[Y/n] sent him her signature sunny smile "sure! It didn't really matter anyway! Past is in the past!" She cheerfully tried to reassure him.

Ike let a smile smile creep into his features.

"I know what you and Marth do locked up behind the room"
"What??"

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Holy shet, this took forever. I need to fix up an update schedule!