Male Reader x SSBU harem

Chapter 4: First day in the mansion

6 AM

It's a beautiful day outside.
...
You were expecting an Undertale reference, weren't you?
Nah, didn't feel like making one, suck it, scrub.

Anyway, you wake up and start heading to the kitchen. Not just out of hunger, which... duh, but also because you wanted to prepare breakfast for everyone else in the mansion. Juuust as a first attempt to bond with your future allies and (possibly) new friends.

The smell of the food slowly travelled through nearby vents, and a certain someone surely made himself heard... a bit unethically you could say, thanks to the fact he crashed through the nearest door available, but who was it, you may ask?
Welp, lo and behold... it was Wario, because apparently the smell of food makes him go sicko mode and take Kirby's whole shtick of eating everything, for... somewhat reason...
Don't ask me, I didn't know we had 2 Kirbys, except one was an evil Mario but more obese.

Y/N: "W-What the-!? Wario??"
Wario: "I SMELL FOOD!" *insert aggressive stomping*
Y/N: "AAA-"

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Y/N: "W-Woah, Wario?"
Wario: "That's right! Now where's the food-"

Luckily enough, you were quick to stop him before he could absolutely devour all your hard work.
...
Ok, your hard work was just bacon and eggs, as well as pancakes and toast, but no one's here to judge, ok? Shut.

Y/N: "Wario, listen. I made this breakfast for EVERYONE, so the best I can do is let you try a sample as long as you're willing to wait for the others. Deal?"

An audible groan is heard from Wario.
Wario: "If I REALLY have to..."

And so, the  ̶f̶u̶c̶k̶i̶n̶ ̶f̶a̶t̶a̶s̶s̶  VERY REFINED GENTLEMAN takes a plate. In the matter of literal SECONDS, said plate is emptied and clean, as if you had never even used it in the first place.

Y/N: "So... how is it?"

Meanwhile though, Wario was...
Nevermind, you can't even tell if he liked it or not, that's just how confused his current expression made. And that's the freaking author saying it, for crying out loud!

Y/N: "Wario...? You ok there-"
Wario:

This was a more simplified version of what Wario just said.
"So what did he say?", you might be asking.
To put it bluntly, Wario went on food critic mode and just started describing the perfection of your dish in such a way that you couldn't even tell if he was being serious.
But luckily, a gruff voice behind you was enough to save this awkward scene...

???: "Woah. If this is as good as the tub of fat says, I'm gonna be in heaven after eating this..."
Y/N: "Oh, I don't think we had the chance to know each other, I'm Y/N. You?"
Snake: "Snake, don't you forget it. More importantly, did you make this, kid?"

Snake sounded visibly surprised when asking that, and you really had no idea on what to expect, sooo...

Y/N: "Umm... Y-Yeah."
Snake: "Huh, not bad. Good looks and cooking expertise? The lads will be all over you at this rate, kid."
Y/N: "Wow, uuh... thanks, Snake..."

Cut to everyone else arriving because 1. yes, 2. I said so and 3. I felt like it.

After a more proper self-introduction (and obviously eating breakfast), you were cleaning the plates because I guess you had nothing better to do. At least until two new people showed up: one was a very excited, young angel. The other a beautiful, tall, green-haired woman.

...

What? Were you expecting the bust size comment on her like the original story?
Haha-  n o .

Y/N: "Can I help you?"
Palutena: "Oh, nothing, truly. Me and Pit simply wanted to introduce ourselves and thank you for such an excellent meal. I'm Palutena."

And as soon as she introduced herself, Pit was quick to follow.
Pit: "Hi, I'm Pit! One question: how did your food taste so good? I need answers!"
Y/N: "First, thanks a lot, heh... Second, I'm Y/N, nice to meet you, Pit."
Palutena: "Pit, why don't you take over for Y/N? I'm sure he hasn't left the kitchen ever since he started cooking for us and cleaning everyone's plates."

With surprising enthusiasm, Pit actually agreed, which allowed you and Palutena to do a bit of small talk. And shortly before the angel boy could finish, Palutena checked the time.

Palutena: "Oh my, I'm behind schedule...! Pit, let's go."
Pit: "I'm coming, Lady Palutena!"

The duo began walking away, then Palutena stopped to ask one last thing.
Palutena: "Oh, one last thing, if you'll allow me: in case you're not busy tomorrow... would you join us for a small tournament at around 8 PM? Some of the other residents, me and Pit included, will be there, and I honestly hope it will help everyone get to know each other better."

Considering this is your first week here, it's pretty much obvious you didn't really have any actual plans for the next days, so...

Y/N: "Uh- Sure, I'd love to!"
Palutena: "Well, in that case, it's a date..."
Then she finally realizes what that sentence may have actually meant, as a slight blush began creeping up her face.
Palutena: "U-Um... not like THAT, mind you, but... I'm sure you understand what I'm talking about..."

To that, you simply smiled and waved goodbye, heading off to mind your own business. As you got out in the track field of the mansion, you began running some laps to burn off the breakfast, but after a couple of laps, something sprayed water on your face.
Right to your left, was the culprit of your wet face... a small, blue, bipedal turtle. That's it, really. Except... you were still running, and the turtle was riding a wave on the ground, eventually speeding past you. AND, just to rub more salt on the wound, the turtle even stuck its tongue out at you, as if to mock you.

That's it.
Now the animal was asking for it.

Y/N: "If it's a challenge it wants, it's a challenge it'll get!"
Slightly sick of this little twerp's taunts, you decided to go even faster, now reaching inhuman speeds for anyone that couldn't go this fast naturally, like you (sort of, because, y'know... sci-fi is your whole shtick, so you definitely have something to increase your speed, duh).
As the lap was about to finish, you actually managed to surpass your opponent and win this "race", if... we can even consider it as such. Shortly after, someone showed up to the track field, actually looking for the very same turtle that raced you.

???: "There you are, Squirtle! I've been looking for you everywhere in the mansion... A-And, next time... try to be nicer with newcomers, o-ok...?"
After that little exchange with her Pokémon, the trainer girl finally turned towards you.
???: "I-I- I'm so, so sorry for his behaviour. Squirtle can be... a-a bit of a handful s-sometimes... Oh, and... thanks for the food..."
Y/N: "Oh- I-It's fine, really! In the end, both of us still had fun with this little race, anyway."

After trying to reassure the trainer, you take a subtle closer look at her, realizing one thing.

Y/N: "We, uh... haven't met each other yet, right? I'm Y/N, you?"
Leaf: "O-Oh, right... I'm Leaf..."