Smashers: THERE SHE IS! -start charging towards Authoress-
Pit: You left us for dead again!
I did not! I was busy!
Pit: -scoffs- You and your online communities…think about us for once!
Yes! Yes, I know! Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry guys! Let's jump right into the chapter!
Click! Samus shut her suitcase with her last article of clothing in it. Satisfied, she took a look around her empty room. It was no longer hers now—all the Smashers were going to leave Smash Mansion today. She let out a small sigh as she picked her suitcase up and carried it down the hall to Zelda's room.
"Hey, Zel, you almost ready?" Samus called through the door.
"Just a second…" Zelda called back. She opened the door, pulling her suitcase behind her. "I'm going to miss you, Samus…"
"Shut up," Samus said, feigning anger. Zelda smiled, knowing Samus was joking—but also hated good-byes.
"Let's go get the guys," suggested Zelda as she closed her door and proceeded to walk down the hall with Samus. When they reached the end, Link and Pit were sitting on their suitcases playing with the zippers on the bags. "Hey, where's Marth?"
Link shrugged. "He was up before all of us this morning. He was all packed, with his suitcase by the portals already, zipped up and ready. What's the matter with him? He wakes up early, eats healthy, keeps clean…I think he's secretly a girl."
"Shh!" Zelda giggled, playfully pushing the Hylian.
"You have no idea where he is?" Samus asked.
"Nope," Pit answered.
"But you're sure he's here, right?"
"Of course…his bag's still here. Mr. Fruity wouldn't want to go home without his hairbrush, now would he?" Link grinned. Zelda pushed him again, but this time he fell off his suitcase.
Samus sighed as she started down the stairs. Pit jumped up, grabbed his luggage, and matched his pace with hers.
"Hey, Samus," Pit started. "I need to talk to you."
Samus looked at the angel as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Yeah?"
Pit propped his bag up by a portal and Samus did the same. Then, gently taking her hand, he led her down an empty hall.
"I…er…I really, really care about you. It tears me up to see you so sad…I want to know how I can help you…" Pit breathed out.
Samus stared at the ground, but still held Pit's hand. "I care about you, too. It makes me so happy that you're concerned about my feelings…" she trailed off absently.
"I know…" Pit said, in response to her trailing off. "This can't work between us. I…think I love you, but it's been such a short period of time. Even though we can communicate, we can't be together…"
Samus then looked straight into Pit's eyes. "Don't tell me that, please. Tell me we'll still stay in contact…"
"Of course," Pit said quickly. "But…we can't…I don't think we can…love each other…"
"Why?" Samus cried, though she knew perfectly well.
"Location is one thing…and the other…you still love Roy…I know it. I can never be content loving someone whom I know still loves someone else. I just can't."
Cutting her off with a quick kiss, Pit squeezed her hand one last time.
"Good-bye Samus. Maybe I'll see you next year."
She was left standing alone in the hall. She leaned against the wall, her face damp with tears, as she slid down to the floor. She ignored the others as they shuffled towards the portals to leave Smash Mansion so well, she didn't notice someone walk right up to her and sit next to her.
"There you are." Samus turned to see Roy, a small smile on his face. "I was looking for you."
"You—" Samus started.
"—came back," Roy finished for her. He pulled her into a hug. "I am so sorry…Marth convinced me…he came back this morning to beg me again, and I had to return here…"
"Pit…he told me…he said…things can't work out between me and him…he said good-bye…he's gone now…" Samus shuddered in Roy's arms.
"I'm sorry to hear that…" Roy consoled. "I wanted to say good-bye to my buddy…"
"He told me…" Samus stuttered, shaking as she sobbed, "…that he couldn't love me knowing I…I loved someone else…"
Roy raised his eyebrows. "Really?"
"He said he couldn't love me knowing I loved…you."
A long silence passed between them. Roy kissed Samus's hair, but then she brought her face up to his so their lips touched. After pulling away, Roy looked at the ground.
"I don't know if this can work out for us, either."
Samus also stared at the floor. "Yeah. I know. We'll still see each other, right?"
"On those new devices? Damn straight. I'll try to come back next year."
Samus stood up. "Me too."
Pit took a look around his heavenly home. He stretched, glad to be back. As he prepared to meet his other angel friends, Pit unpacked and put his things away. Sighing, he sat down. Things were going to be so quiet now that he was no longer in Smash Mansion. No screaming kids, no gang to joke with, no hands floating around, no more Snake in a box. He swung his feet as his mind wandered; thinking one year to only maybe see his new best friends would just be too long.
"This was a great tournament," Pit said to no one. He stood up and began to walk around outside. Almost at once he was rushed by his friends, screaming with happiness as he had returned. Questions flooded him, everyone asking at once how it was, what place he got, did he meet any interesting Smashers. Amid the midst of their voices, something rang out.
It sounded almost like a phone.
Pit turned towards his home and realized that's where the noise was coming from—his new device from Master Hand. He pulled away from the angels, eager to answer it.
He knew who it would be.
ZOMG, JEN! DID YOU JUST WRITE "THE END"?!?!!?? YES, I DID. IT'S THE END! THE END OF MY MOST SUCCESSFUL FANFICITON EVER! AND IT'S ABOUT TIME, TOO! I WAS TAKING FOREVER TO UPDATE, WASN'T I?!
Now it's time for me to move on to my other fics. I feel so bad for putting them off.
Anyway, I realized in recent chapters I was starting to center around Samus more than Pit. I apologize about that…I couldn't help it…I'm a sucker for romance. La dee da.
I can't make promises of a sequel. Sorry about that.