If you see any spelling mistake, please let me know, English isn't my first idiom.What's written like this are thoughts. "These are dialogues." Don't hurt me, but I think this chapter is not good. It had to be dramatic, but I'm not good at writing drama!

Saving my Valentine's day.

Chapter one: Break-up in Final Destination.

Peach's legs were starting to hurt as she continued to run through the various stages of the Smash stadium.

Don't stop, Peach, keep runing. Was all she was thinking in that moment.

Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she was starting to notice that high heels weren't a good choice for runing, but she needed to get away, she needed to run from it all, she needed to forget.

"Peach! Wait! I'm-a sorry!" The italian accent made obvious who it was, but the princess kept runing. Yes, she needed to get away from him.

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Peach and Mario sat on the first stage, Peach's Castle, which of course was just a replica. Mario seemed quite depressed, but mostly confused, and Peach looked just concerned for him.

"Now what did you want to talk about?" The princess asked.

"Peach, I've been-a thinking... and I guess... well..." From there he began to stammer incoherently, making it impossible for her to understand.

Peach sighed. "Mario, tell me please" He seemed to be having a hard time telling her wathever he was trying to tell. But the princess wasn't very patient, and her face showed it. Finally, he spoke.

"... I think we should-a break up."

"What?" Her mind refused to belive what she heard, but deep inside she knew it wasn't a nightmare.

"I'm- a sorry, but we'll still be fri-" he was cut short as Peach just stood up and ran out of the arena. The plumber stood up too and started to follow her.

But this was the best for both, Mario repeated himself. Ganondorf was right.

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Ignore him, it's all his fault! Peach thought, as she was getting near the last stage, Final Destination. Where would she run then?

Soon, she reached the arena, there was nowhere else to go, and her so called 'hero' was pproaching her.

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Mario sat down in the cafeteria, alone. It was everyday routine, except that day Luigi wasn't eating with him. As usual, Peach was sitting with Zelda, chatting and laughing. Probably Peach was making Zelda blush to death, asking her about her relationship with the Hero of Time... as per usual.

Loud footsteps sounded, and Ganondorf entered the place. Neither the smashers or the plumber payed attention, but the sorcerer walked towards him.

The italian man raised an eyebrow as his enemy's friend sat across from him.

"What brings you-a here, Ganon?" He asked, starting to eat his pasta, not even trying to sound friendly.

"Ah, just wanted to talk, how are you doing?" There were three explanations for this in Mario's little brain: a)Ganondorf bacame good, b)Ganondorf got brainwashed, or c)Ganondorf was a very good actor.

Not picking any of them, our hero decided to be just careful.

"I'm doing good, thank you."

Some seconds of silence followed his words, as the two ate without looking at each other.

"So... you and Peach are still together?" Ganondorf's eyes didn't leave his food, and his voice sounded just half-interested in knowing.

"Perfect, we're spending a lot-a time together." In fact, their relationship couldn't have been better. They saw each other very often, and Mario was even starting to think about marriage. He was even trying to supress his accent, as he thought it wasbeginning to annoy her.

Ganon chuckled.

"What's-a so funny?" The fork with pasta stopped half the way to Mario's mouth.

"Nothing, nothing... I was just wondering, don't you two get bored of each other's company? Don't you want to take a break from her once in a while?"

The plumber didn't find this question suspicious, even considering that Bowser seemed to be good friends with Ganondorf. Anyway, he continued eating, closed his eyes, and sharply answered.

"No."

Ganondorf's face showed an expression that Mario didn't notice. One he wouldn't be able to decipher anyway.

"What about... well, you?"

"What about-a me?"

"You know... a princess and a plumber? I thought princesses married princes."

This seemed to touch the italian. "Or heros." He completed, with a slighly annoyed tone. However, Ganon suspected he was just hiding fear.

"Really? In the storys I know, the hero and the princess didn't or couldn't marry for various reasons, or the hero ended up dead." Mario was silent.

The scoreboard? 1 point Ganondorf, -1 confidence Mario. Ouch.

The big-nosed, evil man continued. "Is really strange to see you two together, anyone would think that she deserves something better. Anyway, I have to go."

And with that, Ganon left, throwing to the trash can his plate and remains of food. Leaving a silent plumber siting in the table, with a half-eaten pasta in front and a lot of things to think about.

And in a dark corner, Bowser smirked. He owed Ganon some cash, but hopefully Peach would be his soon.

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"Peach, please understand..." Mario's pleading voice did nothing but increase the anger in Peach. How could he want her to nod and say 'okay', even now when their relationship was going so well?

He placed his hand in her shoulder, trying to comforther. She was just getting angrier. Though it was uncharacteristic of the princess, it didn't take long for her to reach the point where she couldn't take it any longer.

"How the hell can you say that? You know what? This is over! I don't want to see your fat, italian person again!" The tears that filled her eyes were now of anger instead of sadness.

She headed out of the arenas, and Mario was left silent again... with the difference that this time, he didn't have any pasta.

Peach walked quickly, she was going home.

Though she seemed just angry, her heart was pretty much beating the hell out of itself, what would she do now? who would be there to protect her from the persistent Bowser?

How in the Mushroom Kingdom's name would she forget about Mario?

And how dare he leave her when Valentine's day was so near?

She walked through the cafeteria, no longer crying. Forgetting was going to be hard indeed, but an answer soon came to the princess: I just have to find someone else, I have to get a new boyfriend!

With this idea, Peach smiled for a second. Meanwhile, Marth and Roy noticed her eyes were swollen and, as every true gentleman or gentleman-wannabe would, walked up to her. "Princess Peach, are you okay?" The blue-haired prince asked.

"Yes, I am." she answered absently.

With that, the swordsmen just shrugged and returned to their table. Peach was already out of the place, heading for her castle.

Yes, getting a new boyfriend is what I have to do.

But who?

There's the first chapter. I'm glad the dramatic part ended, I'm not good at drama. Don't worry, the next chapter will be a lot better.

Tell me in your review who Peach should pick, and don't forget this: If I don't get reviews, this things is over. If I get them quickly, I'll update quickly... I guess.