Glue

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"The tables have been turned." Samus folds her hands on the table, as we sit again in the cafeteria. I nervously look a few seats further, where Link is with Sheik, Ike, Marth and Pit. Our eyes meet, and a discreetly smile appears on my lips. My heart beats faster. I turn away, smiling even brighter. Samus shakes knowing her head.
"And I thought you and Ike were going to hook up."
I don't answer, and shovel grinning a spoon of soup into my mouth.

"Hey girls!" Peach comes, swinging her hips and with a wide grin on her pretty face. Palutena is at her side.
"Someone had fun with certain Mario's, am I right?", Samus asks mischievously.
"Maybe." Her eyes glow.
"Lost your virginity?", I reproach teasing.
Peach giggles slightly, and takes my hand, gazing deeply at my eyes.
"I already lost it yesterday."
"Um, Mario was at Ike, if you mean him", I add confused. Peach widens surprised her ocean blue eyes.

"That is impossible."
Samus frowns.
"Peach, I think... Hey, stop it!" The princess has taken some carrots from Samus' tablet and has stuffed them into her mouth.
She swallows them down fast, and grabs the milk from her plate, pouring it all over her lunch.
"Oh, you damn bitch!", Peach cries out, splashing her water into Samus' face.
"FOOD BATTLE!"
"Not again." Palutena composedly pushes me down under the table.

Over us is the pure hell; without no real reason, everybody is throwing food on someone else, well, except for Palutena and me. I lean myself against her, since she is warm and the floor is extremely cold.
"ARGHHH!!" I see Pit running around with Ketchup, spreading it through the entire room, and Mega Man, who is putting some chicken into his shooters, and hitting Dr. Mario with it.
Suddenly, the table over us shakes heavily. I hold my hands on top of my head. Well, useless.
I see Link upside-down, grinning evilly.
"Don't you dare", I hiss, spitting into his shaggy hair.

"What if I did?" He holds a Nutella sandwich in his hand, his eyes shining spitefully.
"Then you can stay in your room for the rest of the day, thinking about your sins." I purse my lips.
"Um... No." And in a flash, he dips his long fingers into the brown goodness, and distributes it all over my face. I cry out in agony.
"You little bastard..." I take a huge amount of the chocolate, spreading it into his hair.
"Fight me!", he says grinning. I quickly jump out of my hideout, and on top of him. Slap slap slap.
"You look so cute when you're angry", he whispers. I stop smacking him for a second. Link uses my distraction to grab me by my shoulders and roll me around, dragging me on the ground.

"Gotcha." His incredibly blue eyes search mine, and I swear, I see galaxies in them. It feels almost like no people are throwing burgers around, no one is torturing each other with a piece of old cheese.
"When I look into your eyes, it looks like they have a kind of brown-greenish colour. But as I get closer, I see a ring of blue. It's beautiful." And he quietly adds: "You are beautiful."
I hate compliments. They just want to make you feel better. But although he may lie, he may use me as a toy, I believe him. Because I trust him. For the first time in my life.
I rise my upper body, holding myself with my lower elbows, to get closer to him. And we both stare at each other, just like we did in the auditorium, but I don't turn away.

After seconds have pass, I take his face with force, and hit him with my palm.
"It's so frustrating that I am not allowed to slap girls", he says.
SPLASH. Ike has poured a whole bucket of ice cold water all over Link, whose jaw clatters. Since he was kind of on top of me, I only got a bit on the hem of my dress.
"Ike...", he mutters bitchy.
"Get off Zelda."
What?
"Um..." I frown.
"Get off Zelda. Now." The blue haired man repeats.
Link hesitates, before slowly rolling to my side, and standing up. I notice, how he raises his chin, and tenses his jaw. He seems even taller than usually.

"It's not like you own her. She's not a toy like your other girlfriends."
My heart mentally aches, but I shouldn't believe what he says. I mean, he's a fuckboy... Isn't he?
"Don't tell me what to do, Ike", Link responds sharply, clenching his fists.
"I just want to save her, since you always make your crushes feel like something 'special', and once you've got what you want, you throw them away. And I want to pretend that."
"Ike...", I slowly start, pushing him a bit further.
"Oh, it's already this far?" His laugh is quite reproachful.

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