Robin and Zelda were deciding what to make for breakfast. They sat on the couch in the living room  They were looking through both of their Pinterest accounts since they weren't very creative on what to make. They were good cooks though, so whatever it was it would taste good at least. Thankfully Blood Week was over, for now.

"Hm, how about we just have ice cream?" Robin asked.

"And give that to Roy and Pit? No way," Zelda said.

"True, what then?"

"How about some crepes?"

"Oh! Lucina loves crepes."

"So you wanna do it?"

"Sure, but we are gonna need more than that."

"I know, I know, I'm looking."

"Hash browns?"

"What?"

"You don't know what hash browns are?"

"No clue."

"They're like fried mash potatoes, I guess, I don't know how to describe them. I'll make them, I promise you'll like them."

"Alright." They kept looking through, and found a few things.

"We gotta have bacon."

"Yeah, Roy would throw a tantrum if we didn't."

"Oh, we could make this!" Robin showed Zelda his phone. A ham, egg, and cheese roll, and it didn't take that long to make.

"Everyone could have one, sounds good. Oh, we could make some cinnamon rolls."

"Yeah yeah yeah! Okay, I think that's enough breakfast for everyone."

"A crepe cake, like thirty slices of bacon, twelve cinnamon rolls, twelve ham, egg, and cheese rolls, scrambled eggs, and waffles, yep, sounds like breakfast in this house to me."

"Let's get to it then!" They stood up from their chairs in the living room and walked over to the kitchen. Zelda tied her hair into a bun, leaving two strands down, framing her face.

"I'll take care of the crepes, cinnamon rolls, and waffles."

"Alright, we better hurry, I think they're waking up." So they got to work. They got out what they needed started working.

"OMG I JUST GOT THE BEST IDEA EVER!!" They both looked at each other, and shrugged. Peach. What will she come up with today?  Soon, everyone started coming downstairs, and most of them sat on the couch.

"Put on SpongeBob!" Pit said.

"No, Fairly OddParents!" Roy argued.

"SpongeBob!"

"Fairly OddParents!"

"SpongeBob!"

"Fairly OddParents!"

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles!" Shulk said out of nowhere. They both looked at him, raising an eyebrow. He shrugged. "What, I thought we were naming random shows?"

"No, we're deciding what to watch."

"Oh, well then why don't we watch TMNT?"

"Too late, I already put on SpongeBob!" Pit grinned, leaning back on the couch.

"What?! That's not fair!" Roy yelled.

"I touched the remote first, sounds fair to me," Pit said.

"Gimmie the remote!"Roy said and tried reaching for the remote. Pit held it over his head, so he couldn't get it.

"Hah! You're taller than me and you still can't reach it!" Pit laughed, waving his hands. Roy glared at him and stood up on the couch and took the remote  from Pit's hand and ran away. Pit yelled his name and ran after him. After a bit of chasing after each other, they were pulled by the back of their shirts and raised from the ground.

"Stop behaving like children!" Samus scolded.

"Yes ma'am," they both said.

"And we're watching SpongeBob."

"Yes!"

"Awe come on! SpongeBob sucks!"

"We're watching the episodes before 2015, which is when things started going real bad."

"Oh okay then, you should've said that earlier!" 

"Whatever." Samus let them go and they ran back to the living room. Samus sighed and walked over to the kitchen. She sat next to Ike by the island, and leaned her back on him. Robin put a plate of food in front of her and gave her a smile.

"Breakfast is ready!" He said. Everyone came in like a stampede and grabbed their plates.

"That was easy," Robin sighed.

"Easy what?" Ike asked.

"To make, surprisingly."

"Oh my god guys, I have the best idea ever!" Peach squealed.

"How 'bout you shut up and let us eat?" Samus said.

"Harsh, but no, how about we all go to a resort?" Peach suggested. "It is still summer, and fall is coming sooner than you think!"

"I don't know, you think the kids will be able to handle it?" Marth asked, pointing to Roy and Pit behind his hand.

"They'll be fine! We have floaties," Peach reassured. Marth sighed.

"Fine, fine, when do we leave?"

"Right now."

"WHAT?! We don't even have anything packed!"

"Don't worry, the limo isn't getting here until ten."

"You got us a limo? Awesome!"

"Yeah, yeah, now go pack."

"Maybe telling the others is a good idea?"

"Oh yeah," Peach stood up from her chair and walked in front of the TV, giving her all the attention. "Pack your bags, boys and girls, we're taking a private jet to Isle Delfino! Limo's gonna get here and two hours so hurry up."

"YEAH!" They all yelled, except for Zelda, punching the air. They ran to their rooms and started packing.

"Remember to pack swimsuits, clothes, beach towels, sunscreen, and just anything for a pool or resort," Peach said. "Oh, and clothes for five days."

"We're staying there for five days? You realize everyone's gonna get tired, right?" Lucina asked as they both went upstairs.

"We're not just staying at the hotel, of course. We're gonna go all around Isle Delfino, and stay at Hotel Delfino," Peach smiled.

"You said we were staying at a resort," Lucina pointed out.

"Did I? Oppsie! But the hotel is pretty close to the beach anyway, so whatever," Peach said. "Now get ready! I gotta make sure Zel and Sam both wear dresses or skirts. Oh and you too. Tatah!" Peach waved and went into Samus' room.

"I was planning on wearing a skirt any way," Lucina muttered and went into her own room.

***

"Guys, the limo is here!" Peach announced. She was wearing a short, bright pink dress, sandals, and a sunhat. She was also carrying, what, two suitcases? Every one poured into the living room, talking about how excited they were.

"Link, you forgot your sunscreen," Zelda said as she checked his bag like he had asked her to.

"Dang it, whatever, I'll just steal some of Marth's," Link said quietly.

"You will not do such a thing," Marth said, hearing him. Link jumped back a little. "My skin is way to sensitive anyway, it wouldn't work for someone like you."

"Yeah, the guys got little girl skin," Ike said.

"I do not! My skin is just very pale and sensitive, that's all," Marth sneered, crossing his arms.

"That's alright, I understand," Zelda said. She put her arms out. "I have very pale skin as well."

"See, we need special sunscreen otherwise we'd be burning up in the sun, literally," Marth said, putting his arm around Zelda's shoulder. "Let us go, my friend, and be our pale, sensitive skinned selves." They walked out the door and to the limo.

"I feel bad for you Ike, you have to deal with him every day," Link sighed as they also walked to the limo.

"And I've had to for over a year now, must I say it's very stressful," Ike said. They helped Peach take her luggage over to the trunk while also helping her inside.

"Royalty huh?" Link said.

"Yep."

***

Roy, Lucina and Palutena were watching a video on Pal's phone while eating some chips Roy brought. Lucina and Palutena were nodding along as the video went on, while Roy was shaking his head in confusion.

"Wait, wait, wait, so he's trapped in hell?" Roy asked.

"I guess, but it's more like they won't let him rest for all the crimes he committed," Lucina explained.

"Okay, but who? Michael or William?" Roy asked.

"William because he committed all those crimes," Palutena said.

"Wait I thought Michael was the one that did it?" Roy said.

"No, that was William," Lucina said.

"What are you guys talking about?" Robin asked.

"The latest Game Theory! You know, the FNaF one?" Palutena said.

"Oh, yeah, it was William Afton who got trapped in Ultimate Custom night," Robin said.

"But I thought he was Springtrap? Wasn't he already dead when they burned the carnival thing?!" Roy yelled.

"No, see, he survived that. It was in Pizzeria Simulator that he burned to death, now the animatronics won't let him rest in peace, especially Golden Freddy," Robin explained. "Or the one he shouldn't have killed. I think."

"So then he's Purple Guy?" Roy said.

"No, Michael is, since he's technically robot parts so his skin became purple, I think, I'm also slightly confused," Robin said.

"Wait really?" Lucina asked.

"Yeah, he was the bite victim, I'm pretty sure he died, and William filled him up with robot parts so he would still be-"

"Shut up and stop being nerds!" Peach yelled.

"Actually it's theorists," Palutena corrected.

"Whatever, just stop talking about that," Peach said. "You're creeping me out."

"It is a horror game after all," Roy said.

"Uh-huh, we're almost at the airport so hang on tight," Peach said.

*** 

"Okay, in the plane we go!" Peach said, pushing them inside.

"Okay, okay, we're going in!" Shulk groaned. "Bloody hell, this woman is crazy."

"Trust me, I've known her for a while, she can get crazier," Samus said. They took their seats and put on their seatbelts. A few flight attendants came and offered them refreshments and food. The engines started and soon the jet was cruising through the air.

"I think I'm gonna get sick," Robin groaned. Lucina patted his back and offered him a bag. He took it from her quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay," Lucina looked at Peach. "How long is it gonna take to get there?"

"Oh I don't know, probably four hours," Peach said. Robin groaned and got back to the bag.

"Ugh, I'm sorry, this is very disgusting isn't it?" Robin asked, after disposing some food, from his mouth.

"No, it's okay, I don't mind!" Lucina smiled. She noticed Palutena and Marth holding hands grinning widely at them. Lucina blushed and rolled her eyes.

"D'aw, look at them being cute!" Marth giggled.

"I know! They're gonna get together! OH MY GOD! I'VE GOT IT!" Palutena squealed. She pulled Marth close to her and whispered in his ear. "We should get our ship together!"

Marth gasped. "Yes! But don't tell Peach, she cannot keep a secret."

"I know, I know," Palutena sighed. "I told her that I've been kidnapped before and to not tell anyone, and she freaking told everyone!"

"Yeah, I remember when she told me," Marth whispered. "I got a pimple on my forehead and I told her not to tell anyone and she told Zelda. Yeah she helped get rid of it, but still."

"Mhm, so, it's a plan?"

"It's a plan!"