Mechanical Heart

4 - A Gift

Author's Note: Just to be clear, everyone in this fanfic is human (with the exception of a few but we'll get to that later). All Smash Bros Ultimate characters that appear in this fanfic are humanized (except those special exceptions that aren't important right now).
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~POV: Lucas-
Once everyone finally got to the school, they all went off to their dorm. Lucas, thankfully, shared a dorm with Toon, Young, Ness, Vil, and Red. It was almost like someone was looking out for him. He lagged behind the group slightly and the closest person near him at the time was Vil.

"So do we only wear our uniforms?" Lucas asked.

"Pretty much," answered Vil, "Some people even wear them to sleep if they didn't pack any pajamas."

"I didn't pack anything. I got the uniform I'm wearing right now in the mail and that's it," Lucas responded, It's not like I have anything important from home to bring here, he thought.

"Oh," Vil sounded sorry for him, "You can borrow some of my stuff if you want it."

"I-I might have to take you up on that offer."

After what felt like an extremely drawn out walk to Lucas, they all made it to their dorm. Lucas was expecting the worst, but got a pleasant surprise when the door was open. The dorm was like a very nice hotel. There were six, SIX, master bedrooms all with their own master bathroom attached to the bedroom. The dormitory had its own miniature kitchen will a stove, oven, fridge, microwave, and a round wooden table with seven chairs.

The living room of the dorm was what surprised Lucas the most. It didn't have a television, but it had a glass table and two large, luxurious couches. Lucas had never seen such wonderful carpet. Their was no door between the kitchen and living room and all the bedroom doors were on the living room side of the dormitory.

The group took note of Lucas' awe. All of their rooms were already marked with signs on the bedroom doors.

"Goodnight," Young said to them, "See y'all in the morning. Don't forget to make sure your alarm is correct. I would set it to 6:00 AM if-"

"What? Are you going to make us a gourmet breakfast?" Vil sarcastically asked.

"That would be nice," Ness added.

"Ness, you are NOT having steak for breakfast," Vil commented, "We aren't barbarians. Have an egg or something like a sane person you absolute madman."

Toon and Red seemed to agree with the statement and Young was too tired to care.

"Oh, fine," Ness retorted, "How about omelets?"

Lucas loved the taste of omelets. He could eat them for every meal of the day. "I'm pretty good at making o-omelets," his mother used to make them all the time. No wonder he and Claus liked them so much.

"Then I guess you're cooking," Toon said, "I can't cook to save my life."

"Same," Young agreed with Toon.

"I was never good at it either," Red added, "The only good I'm good at making is pet food. Any time I try to feed humans it goes wrong."

"You're all hopeless," Vil said, looking exhausted.

"Sorry, Lucas," Ness started, "Guess you're making breakfast."

"I don't mind." Lucas could make a decent breakfast given the right ingredients. Besides, it was the most important meal of the day.

"Well, goodnight," Young said again.

"'Night," the rest responded in a tired chorus.

"If you need anything feel free to ask any one of us, Lucas," Vil yawned.

"Okay...'Night," Lucas repeated. He walked to his room and shut the door. All the other boys supposedly closed their doors due to the few seconds of clicks.

Lucas looked around his room realizing he would be here for multiple months. It was an incredible room in Lucas' eyes. It was nothing like his old room at home. The bed was queen sized with white sheets and blankets and many white pillows. The nightstand next to the bed looked like it was made out of the same wood the kitchen table was made of. It had two drawers and a small lamp on top, which Lucas turned on.

The bedroom had a large dresser that was filled with only one type of clothing: the school's. The hangers had nothing but loads of school shirts required for the uniform and the shelf inside the tall dresser had nothing but multiple pairs of required pants. At the bottom of the dresser were a few identical pairs of shoes and multiple pairs of socks. The drawer at the very bottom of the dresser was filled with multiple pairs of male undergarments. Everything was the same as the uniform all the boys were wearing on the boat ride to the school and the one Lucas currently had on.

Too bad I don't have any actual clothes, Lucas thought silently to himself, it would be nice to have something familiar from home.

A knock on his door snapped Lucas out of his thoughts. He walked over and opened it, "Vil?"

"Here," Vil said, handing Lucas a large, open box, "We thought you might need these. Everyone contributed at least one pair of pajamas or just clothes that weren't the same as the uniform. Oh! Almost forgot," Vil ran back to his room to grab another box and hand it to Lucas, "These are shoes. Hope they fit you good enough."

Lucas felt tears welling up due to this kind gesture. He dropped the box and hugged Vil tight, "Thank you so much! How could I ever repay-"

Vil obviously in shock interrupted, "What?! No need to pay anyone back anything! It's a gift! We're all fine with you keeping those even if you leave the school," but he did not try to break away from Lucas' hug. He looked concerned.

"Thank you!" Lucas exclaimed again, hugging Vil tighter.

Vil, who was confused and suddenly very worried about Lucas' home life returned the hug. After what felt like a concerning time frame to Vil, Lucas let go. Vil was glad Lucas was happy at least.

"Still...Thanks again," Lucas added on. His cheeks glowed red from the embarrassment of that scene.

"It's not a problem," Vil responded coolly, "If you still need anything else feel free to ask any one of us. See you in the morning."

"Goodnight," Lucas closed the door softly. He turned to look through his "new" clothing.