Episode 2

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Episode 2: Two Hour Drive.



Roy and Daisy had been seeing each other for a while.

Surprisingly, their relationship had been way more serious than Link and Zelda's, and right now was a good example as to why.

The two were laying on the grass field in an empty park, kissing each other and not minding the publicity.

His hand rested on her waist as her hands were snaked around his neck, with her upper body laying on top of him and her feet off to the side.

Making out in public wasn't necessarily a problem. There were other people out there doing worse.

"Wait..." Daisy whispered, slowly pulling back.

Roy opened his eyes and looked at her as her eyes laid on the grass beneath them.

"What's wrong..?" Roy asked, Still a little quiet.

Daisy inched herself away, looking him in the eye before dropping her head on the ground, looking up at the sky.

"I have a paper due."

"What?!"

Roy propped himself up on his elbow and looked at her, a bit mad.

"You have several hours to do that." Roy defended as he tried to lay his head in the crook of her neck, which she immediately pushed him away, making him laugh quietly.

"Heh, okay really, what's wrong?" He asked again, chuckling.

"Just... one of the teachers tried to pull a stupid stunt on me just to piss me off or some shit... I don't know what his goal was but that asshole was gonna call Master Hand up or something..."

"What?!"

Roy sat up.

"Wh-why?! What did they say, did Master Hand come—"

"He started saying shit about my paper the minute I turned it into him. And no, Master Hand did not come."

"You should've brought Master Hand up! I don't want that stupid Bowser to—"

"Can you just kiss me again?"

"Wha—?"

Daisy suddenly grabbed his face and pulled him down on top of her, already sick of the conversation.

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"PAT!"

...

"PALUTENA I KNOW YOU HEAR ME KNOCKING I HEARD YOU CLOSE YOUR WINDOW."

...

"IT REEKS. IT BETTER NOT BE WEED OR ANYTHING."

After a few more seconds of silence, several loud noises were heard throughout the house, until the door unlocked.

"....hey Peach—"

"Why didn't you text me back?! I was worried that someone murdered you—"

"Can you not say that..?"

Peach blinked. "Oh. Sorry. Anyway..."

Palutena was able to tune our Peach completely. Hell, she could've waltzed back inside and it would've been like nothing happened. But when the girl looked back at the blonde as she talked, and talked, and talked, and talked, she couldn't help but notice that the car behind her had several large bags. Garbage bags? Yes, probably.

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