Uber-Ultron

Link sighed heavily as he wandered through the mansion's halls.  It had been three weeks since the whole Peach fiasco, and he was glad to have it over and done with. It seemed the princess had kept her promise and hadn't breathed a word of the events to anyone else, but that didn't mean she let him forget it. Every now and then, she gave a little hint about it such as glancing at him when she was discussing her new dress or complaining about her high heels, all with a knowing smirk. Link didn't care, however; he and all the other smashers were leaving in 3 months so they could prepare for the next tournament, so as long as she didn't tell an

The pink door slowly creaked open, a small sliver of light illuminating the pitch-black room as a small head poked in. "Good... she's not here..." a young voice muttered to itself as its owner slipped into the room, switching the lights on. Link, or Young Link as he was sometimes known, grinned upon seeing the large, elaborate room. The huge, fluffy bed was perfectly made, the light from the chandelier above completely showing the pale blue wallpaper and multiple portraits on the wall. A vanity table sat against one wall, while a huge closet comprised the other. A glass door leading out to a balcony was visible on the other end of the room.