Afraid of the Congas from what King Kong taught you, you reach out and touch one that looks like a castle. Mainly thinking two things:
One, Getting away from those Congas may save your life.
And
Two, Castle equals house. You may just find someone to tell you what the heck is going on!
The familar flash of light shines and you find yourself on a brick floored room. Around you is the sound of sword fighting and you begin to think that the Congas might have been better. Just as you take a step forward the swords stop clanging and a duo of blue haired men appear in the door's frame. The two look at you for a long time before one starts to speak:
"Who are you? You don't look like any princess' from around here..."
"My name is Joey, thank you, AND I'M A GUY FOR PETE'S SAKE!"
The blue haired, armored, caped, tiara wearing guy winces. The one who asked you, who's wearing a bandanna, clothed, caped, and with shoulder pads hmph's.
"Well then...Joey. My name is Ike and the guy behind me is Marth." He pinches your shirt. "What type of clothes are these? They won't save you in battle." He rubs the shirt in his fingers. "They won't even help you with the cold..." Marth walks forward with a look.
"Ike, you have extra clothes, help him!"
Ike turns and glares at Marth, letting go of your shirt in the process. "No I don't. You have more clothes than all the princess' in this bloody county. YOU help him."
"No YOU!"
"NO YOU!"
You sigh and shake your head. They're from different games but they fight just like Roy and Marth do. After the 20th 'No you' your eyebrow twitches and stomping your foot you say, "Listen, since you two can't choose who to help me out here I'll..."
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