"Your destined partner is… lo and behold…" The mechanical voice said.
Robin watched as the spotlights continued to shine onto her allies. After what seemed like an eternity, the lights had finally focused on one particular Smasher. As it did so, loud cheering could be heard.
Little Mac jumped with a yelp.
“W-What? Me!?” He exclaimed. “H-Hey, hold on! I just came here with my frienddddd!”
That was the sound of Little Mac after he and Robin fell through a trap door each, dropping them below.
After falling through the trap door, Robin and Little Mac had soon hit the bottom with a loud thud, blacking out instantly. It wasn't until a few minutes later that they had soon came to. The two groaned before sitting up.
“Oh my head…” Little Mac groaned.
"Little Mac, are you okay?" Robin weakly asked.
“I survived worst…” The teenager admitted.
The two then slowly made their way to their feet. It was then the two of them had quickly realized something really important. They were holding hands.
“H-Hey! Why are you holding my hand?” Little Mac exclaimed with a deep red blush.
Robin's eyes widened. "Oh! Sorry!"
He then tried to let go of Little Mac's hand. However, after a bit of pulling, the two had quickly noticed they were unable to take their hands apart.
“H-Hey, we can’t break free!” Little Mac exclaimed. “This doesn’t make any sense! I am wearing BOXING GLOVES for crying out loud!”
"It seems that you had reached your destination." The mechanical voice from earlier spoke.
“Hey, it’s you!” Little Mac exclaimed before narrowing his eyes. “Alright, joke’s over! What is going on!?”
"This seems to be a path where lovers who met their destined partners discuss their love for each other." The mechanical voice pointed out.
It was then Robin and Little Mac had finally took the chance to look around the area they had been dropped in. They seemed to be on a path in a beautiful meadow that had flowers everywhere. Looking up at the sky, it was a bright blue with a few clouds and even a rainbow. It was just like the fairytale version of heaven.
"What could be waiting up ahead?" The mechanical voice asked. "You are free to step forth hand-in-hand, curiosity and fear in your hearts, or you can refrain."
“I should had known that you were the one who somehow stuck our hands together.” Little Mac said through gritted teeth.
"You are free to step forth, or refrain from doing so." The mechanical voice explained. "These are your apparent options. Now step forth!"
“Don’t think you could just do with us as you please!” Little Mac roared.
“I don’t think he is listening, Little Mac.” Robin said, shaking her head.
“I know…” The boxer muttered. He then growled. “Oh, if I ever see that guy in person, I will send him straight through the roof!”
“Um, don’t take this the wrong way. Under normal situations, I could easily see you doing that.” Robin said before looking down at their hands. “But this is far from a normal situation.”
“Oh yeah…” Little Mac frowned. “I still can’t believe that they had managed to stick our hands together like this. Even when I am wearing gloves.”
Robin raised an eyebrow. “But… You could fire a Super Scope just fine while wearing those gloves.”
Little Mac shook his head. “That is different! I am actually trying to grasp them! Here, it feels like our hands had been super-glued together!”
“Indeed… Must be some type of spell.” Robin noted.
“Forget how we got stuck together!” Little Mac snapped. “I can’t fight with just one arm!”
“And I can’t fight with someone attached to my hand…” Robin frowned. “We are clearly at a disadvantage if those monsters finds us!”
“Ugh, don’t remind me!” Little Mac groaned. “What are we going to do!? We would be sitting ducks!”
Robin shook her head. “We have no choice. We have to retreat.”
“Yeah, I guess…” Little Mac said, hanging his head. “Better than getting killed…”
Robin looked down at Little Mac. “Hey, don’t worry. We had both been through worse in our respective nodes. If we just keep a cool head, we would be fine.”
“I guess... “ The boxer said before looking around. “So, um, have any idea where we are going to go.”
“I was thinking of going along the path.” Robin suggested.
Little Mac’s eyes bugged out. “What!? You mean actually follow that creepy voice?”
“What else could we do, Little Mac?” Robin frowned. “I mean there is no other paths so if we stray from this one, we may end up going around in circles.”
“Yeah but what if it is a trap?” The dark-haired youth challenged.
“There is no ifs about it.” Robin said, shaking her head. “But like I said, I thought we have much of a choice.”
Little Mac stayed silent for a moment. He then sighed in defeat. “Fine… But only because there is no other way.
Robin nodded her head. “Don’t worry. Just keep your eye out for traps or monsters while walking.”
Little Mac weakly nodded his head. Robin frowned when she saw that Little Mac was not convinced but chose not to say anything because they had already wasted enough time.
The two then made their way down the path, hand-in-hand. They had walked on for five minutes before a certain voice had decided to make themselves known.
"Suddenly, all in attendance hear an announcement."
“Oh, great. It’s YOU.” Little Mac said with pure venom dripping in his voice. “What do you want NOW?”
"Up ahead, they see a bride and groom's joyous commemorative photograph of love." The mechanical voice explained.
The two then looked ahead at their path and just as the voice said, there seemed to be some kind of large picture with roses all over the frame.
"They confer between them whether to look at it, or ignore it." The mechanical voice said.
Little Mac blinked twice. “Okay, I don’t know what is this guy’s game… But I fail to see anything wrong with looking a picture. Come on, Robin.”
With that, the two had made their way over to the picture to inspect it. However, their eyes had bugged out when they saw the picture was of a white-clad prince that was holding a woman in a wedding dress, bridal-style. Clearly a wedding photo.
But what really caught their attention was that the groom's head was Little Mac's and the bride's head was Robin's.
“Oh wow…” Little Mac said with a small blush. “They are really pushing the whole wedding thing, aren’t you?”
Robin raised an eyebrow. “You don’t seem that disturbed by the picture.”
Little Mac returned the gesture. “Why should I? It is just a fake that guy had made with Photoshop.”
Robin paused before looking back at the picture for a moment to inspect it. “Huh? You are right. Our heads did not fit well on those bodies at all.”
“Huh?” Little Mac asked, looking at Robin in confusion. “Oh yeah… The heads looked off…”
Robin blinked twice. “Um, of course. What else had tipped you off?”
Little Mac paused before looking to the side. “Um, well…”
Robin raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, she had then realized on how Little Mac had figured out that the picture was a fake.
“Little Mac, you figured it out because of the height of the figures, right?” Robin said, softly.
The boxer winced at the white-haired woman’s words before slowly nodding his head. Robin had cast him a sympathetic glare.
“You know… You remind me a lot like Ricken.” Robin noted.
“Hm?” Little Mac asked, looking up.
“Ricken. He was part of our army back at home.” Robin explained. “He is a mage and was about the same age as you. And just like you, he has issues with people underestimating him because of his height and age.”
Little Mac stayed silent while raising an eyebrow.
“Because of his young age, Chrom and the other Shepherds hesitant on putting him on the frontlines in fears of him getting hurt.” Robin explained.
“Yeah, I could relate.” Little Mac nodded. He then looked to the side with a scowl. “Though your army seems to at least trying to be nice…”
“...I take it that you had gotten bullied a lot?” Robin asked.
“Yes, most of the people at the WVBA are constantly taunting me and laughing at me, saying that I am not a true boxer because of my size!” Little Mac growled. “I can’t tell you how annoyed I get whenever people look down at me because of my height!”
“Yes, I do…” Robin said before chuckling nervously. “Samus told me.”
Little Mac’s eyes widened before looking to the side at a blush.
“Looking back on that day, I admit that I may had went overboard.” He said, sheepishly. He then looked back into Robin’s eyes. “But I can’t help it! I am constantly being looked down because of my height! I have to literally sending them flying into the next state to prove my point! I mean look!”
With that, he had crouched down at Robin’s knees. The tactician yelped as she was being carried up bridal-style just like in the picture. Despite the obvious height difference, Little Mac had managed to hold up Robin.
“See? I could easily hold you up just like in the picture!” Little Mac announced.
“Um, well…” Robin said, still stunned by Little Mac’s actions. “Yes, I could see that.”
Little Mac nodded his head with a proud grin on his face. However, he had just realized what he was doing.
“O-Oh! Sorry!” Little Mac said, quickly putting down Robin with his face turning beet red.
“I-It’s fine… You were merely trying to make a point…” Robin reassured.
The two then shared a silence with each other.
“Anyway, let’s keep going... Little Mac explained. “All this was a distraction.”
Robin paused before slowly nodding her head. “Right. We had wasted enough time as it is. Let’s go.”
The two then continued down the path while passing the picture and admired the lovely scenery in front of them. They had walked on for another five minutes, wondering how long was this path went on.
“I must admit, Little Mac. You are an incredible living being.” Robin said.
“Huh!?” The dark-haired youth’s eyes bugged out before looking up at Robin with a blush.
“Yes, not only are you able to knock away several fighters twice your size but you are also able to do that with your fists.” Robin explained. “I am quite interested to know what kind of training this Doc Louis does to make you a super-human.”
“Oh…” Little Mac said before looking away. “...Um, nothing really. I mean all we do is train rigorously every day. There is no secret.”
“So you got that strong just by hard work?” Robin said with in awe.
“Yeah…” Little Mac said. “Still, for said training would help me appear as an Assist Trophy and later on, a tournament fighter.”
“Huh? Assist Trophy?” Robin asked.
Little Mac looked back at Robin. “Yeah, at the last tournament, I was invited to be an Assist Trophy.”
“Really?” Robin asked, surprised. “So what do you do as an Assist Trophy?”
“Nothing too flashy. I just go around and punch the opponents of whoever summoned me.” Little Mac explained. “I don’t want to seem like a braggart but anyone who gets caught in one of my combos will get sent to the sky almost immediately.”
“Yeah, considering what you could do in battle, I believe it.” Robin smiled.
Little Mac gave a light chuckle. “Yeah, I was having so much fun in the tournament that I had completely forgotten the sole reason why I became a boxer.”
Robin raised an eyebrow. “And that is?”
Little Mac merely sighed. “To prove that I am not a weakling. To prove that I could face-off against people despite my height.”
He then sadly looked at the hands that were stuck together.
“When I found out that our hands were stuck together, all of the bad memories kept flooding back...” Little Mac said. “Back when I was helpless…”
“Little Mac…” Robin said, softly.
The boxer continued to look down at their hands with Robin staring on in sympathy. Then, Robin narrowed her eyes in determination.
“We have to escape this place.” Robin said.
Little Mac looked up and nodded his head with the same amount of determination.
“Right…” The boxer said. “And Robin?”
The white-haired woman raised an eyebrow. “Hm?”
“Thanks…” Little Mac said, softly before looking down at his feet with another blush. “For listening…
“No problem.” Robin smiled.
The two had continued their journey down their path that they had been on, ever since the start. After a few minutes, they had finally reached what they thought was their destination. A large, white church. It was then the mechanical voice spoke up.
"The long-awaited moment has come. The bride and groom are finally about to enter." The voice said. "The last moment of hesitation has arrived before you are to be wed."
Little Mac’s eyes bugged out in horror. “Wait… BRIDE AND GROOM!? You mean us!?”
"Through your own free will, you decide to vow eternal love to each other." The mechanical voice said.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey, HEY!” Little Mac roared. “I can’t get married! I haven’t even gone on a date before!”
"Now open the door together." The mechanical voice said.
Robin stared straight at the church doors intently. After a moment, she narrowed her eyes and used her free hand to open the door, shoving it open. Suddenly, "Here Comes The Bride" could be heard playing.
“W-W-WAIT!” Little Mac yelled with his face turning bright red. “I still have so much I want to do before I could settle down!”
Robin didn't listen.She just walked inside of the church while dragging in her destined partner inside. Then, the doors had slowly started to close behind them as the two slowly watched down the aisle.
"You must vow your unwavering love for one another, in sickness and in health." The mechanical voice said. "Now, vow your love!"
Robin was about to say something.
Suddenly, there was a large slam of the doors. The two turned around to see their fellow Smashers rushing towards them before they had started to pant heavily. It was then the two's hands had finally become unstuck.
“Little Mac, Robin, how the hell are you doing!?” Samus roared.
“I… I…” The boxer sputtered with his face completely red.
“You what? Hit your head when you went through that trap door? Don’t worry, I noticed!” Samus spat. “Now stop acting stupid and get over here! I can’t believe we busted our way through here only to find you guys getting MARRIED!”
Little Mac winced before hanging his head. “Sorry…”
“My apologies…” Robin said, weakly.
It seems that the wedding has been called off…