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Lucina's apartment, St. Alban-Ring, Ylisstol, AJRA 4052
Crivit jogging sneakers rested against the stony curb that held the usual mailbox to Lucina's fancy apartment as she pulled the lace into a tight knot and began preparing her lunar blue Cosmicgate Discovery E5 smartphone for some music to her ears while getting ready to jog down St. Alban-Ring street beside the train tracks.
Glancing one last time towards the blue plated house number '276' beside the frosted distorted glass door framed with red steel metal, Lucina took off, evading people that came her way and ignoring the loud brake screeches from a passing Stradler FLIRT 511 RE locomotive used by the AJRA railways.
She was in the middle of listening to 'Blue Sky' by Owl City when she clumsily bumped into a figure which happened to be wearing a detective's hat and trench coat.
"Watch it!" he hissed, hat tilted forward to cover his identity.
"I'm deeply sorry!" Lucina apologized, removing her Apple earpods for a honest reply. "Are you okay?"
"I wouldn't be had you been a train." the figure reasoned, thinking of letting her go.
Lucina chuckled as she placed the earbuds back on, "Nice one right there, but I better go now."
It was a millisecond too late until a hand- no not a hand. A paw lashed out and caught her arm hard.
"Wait. Do you have your ID on you?"
"What kind of a question is that? Tell that to Robin or Reflet! Not me!" Lucina struggled to let go when her face paled in horror.
Falchion was currently hanging on the wall to her room back home.
And she regreted of listening to her father for creating a stupid law like this.
FLASHBACK:
It was voting day for AJRA and the citizens of each city got quite excited to vote for laws that were created by each exalt that ruled each city.
The governor of AJRA was still unknown and had to be quickly decided due to many exalts from each city too lazy to rule over a small land filled with huge oppurtunites and problems.
Opening the royal city to every orphan and war refugee without any thought as to the burdens of human traffic or the limits of city infrastructure, no available workers to clean and fix the sewers, The farmers hadn't been paid for stocking marching rations. The stonemasons hadn't been paid for rebuilding the border forts. The apothecaries hadn't been paid for treating wounded veterans. There were shipping costs from the landing in Valm Harbor and excise fees from importing Feroxi Steel and road-building expenditures from Awakened Grima the fell-dragon quaking the old highways.
But it was soon resolved as both Lucina and Reflet decided to volunteer on these solutions and actually begged the fishstick loving Chrom to step up and speak out to AJRA that future Europe is changed all thanks to his amazing fishsticks that he lately baked using Easybake oven and accessories.
Lucina HATED her father whenever the speech came towards fishsticks. It was as if the seafood loving maniac was born by springing from a Long John Silvers fryer and declaring he FUCKING LOVE DEM FISHSTICKS!
'Oh for Naga's sake, when will he let go of it!?' Lucina furiously thought as she paced around her room in annoyance, when all of a sudden Chrom skips like a happy little boy, singing 'Fishsticks' by Rappy McRapperson just to annoy her more and burst the temper tube.
"SHUT IT WITH THE FISHSTICKS already!" with Falchion pointed at the exalt's neck, Chrom took this easy going as his face morphed into the 'Okay...' meme.
"Whoa there Lucina! I wasn't expecting you to get all bitchy here but we coo with fishsticks, aight?" Chrom spoke gangster in a soothing way.
Still, his words of settiling things with seafood still didn't impress his daughter very likely.
Sighing while tossing her sword on her neat bed, the cover sporting a fierce snow owl, Lucina sat on the edge, placing her hand on her forehead as if she suffered from a headache, "Look father, fishsticks dosen't solve anything."
"Oh yes they do! Just wait-"
"Just wait until castle Ylisstol burns down due to your accidental experiment with 'glowing' fishsticks!" Lucina snapped back with a calm but serious tone, "Remember last time you tried replacing the concrete material to the castle with crusty deep-fried battery looking structure? Well, you failed Chrom! Failed! The reason why you currently run as exalt is because citizens of Ylisse trusted in you to lead our city into a better future! But it's because of this fishstick shit that ruined your fucking life! In a matter of fact, I should make laws instead of you and confirm them to the public!"
Grabbing the hilt of Falchion caused her to feel Chrom's hand clutch her wrist with that fatherly love, causing his daughter to sigh with more annoyance, "Fine. I'll let go of my beloved holy love of fishsticks only if you accept this law:
No weapons allowed unless a war is confirmed."
"Confirmed by whom?" Lucina countered back with an annoyed tone, "Ylisse? Plegia? Altea? Regna Ferox? AJRA? FUTURE EUROPE?"
"Just listen to me." Chrom kept her still while the Ylissean princess stared back at him purposely for a stupid reply. "It's for the good of the country and-"
"Oh! So you're now the exalt of AJRA! I see! Making people belive into voting for the dumb laws you create! No way, father am I going to create more laws with you for the good of Ylisse. However I'm fully one with this law too and I find it great for the whole of AJRA to pass this law. on one condition."
Lucina stopped pacing and whirled around to face her father with a smirk, "If the exalt creates laws for the city and the country, then the princess can do it too."
"What!? Where in Rappy McRapperson's autobiography does it say that!?" Chrom left his mouth agape in shock.
"Stand aside father, we can do this together. And what I mean together, I also have a law to confirm.
The current exalt of Ylisse shall not eat, play with, experiment, or even open his/her freezer at any time of the day and night to look at fishsticks. Anything that has to do with fishsticks or even spoken of into the public will recive a punishing fine of 1 billion gold."
Chrom's eye twitched with horror, kneeling down in defeat. After whining in agony, he wailed towards the celing of the castle, "NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! NOT THE FISHSTICKS!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"However, with the fishstick law possesing you as your weakness, you do have a HUGE advantage to AJRA."
"Really?" Chrom stopped whining 5 minutes ago and gasped to attention, "So, we revive fishsticks again?"
"No father listen to me! Since Grima in his Manakete form rules Plegia but not AJRA, you have the perfect opprtunity to BAN Newspapers from his hands."
"FUCK YES! Take that Grima! No fucking newspapers for you!" Chrom began to dance in victory on Lucina's bed, causing his daughter to facepalm at his childish behaviour in return. After all, he was part of the Meme Meme Meme Brigade.
*At castle Plegia*
Grima calmly awoke to the sound of the AJRA news channel on his flat screen TV.
"A new law of AJRA has been passed thanks to current exalt/governor of AJRA! Thanks to Chrom, these new laws have been added to the country's doctrine-"
With his eyes as wide as saucers, Grima shockingly spat out all of his morning cup of Joe's that belonged to the Mad King Gangrel and screeched a "WHAT!?" that echoed throughout the whole castle.
His calls also brought his concerned wife appearing at the doorway to his room, blinking in confusion, "Is there something wrong honey?"
"
Blame that Chrom and his useless fishsticks!" the fell dragon manakete switched off the TV and threw the remote aside, in effect of spilling his coffee across the floor. "That exalt of AJRA thinks he banned my beloved use of newspapers!?"
Walking towards the front of the chapel hall, he faced a huge statue of a fierce black dragon with six red eyes, "I'll show him."
'No weapons allowed unless a war is confirmed' Lucina repeated the silly law that countless of citizens have voted for, thinking it was a great idea.
But it was clear to her that she should have congratulated her father for coming up with this law.
Many afternoons, people living in her apartment have reported sightings of thieves coming in from Pole land, the U crane, and Skyworld, sneaking into parked cars in front of the train tracks, walking around suspiciously to leave graffiti on cars and abandoned concrete walls.
It has been almost a month since the law was passed with success and she hasn't seen a single car hijacked from the parking lot without the owner's notice.
But it was at a time like this to self defend and it was all thanks to signing up for martial arts classes that was held at the IBZ Wirschaft (Veer-shaaft) school of Business and Technology, the same school that she, Shulk, Robin, and Reflet currently attend.
She could live without Falchion for once.
"The law of AJRA never said anything about checking on a random citizen for security! Hiyah!" Performing a whirlwind kick to the side of her prey got him panting for air.
"You got me this time." the figure stood up weakly and waved her away, "You're free to go."
"Next time, don't pick on random people!" Lucina advised seriously as she jogged her way down the narrow path, earpods in her pocket.
The figure watched the blue haired girl take the sloping path down to the back of the school, smirking in accomplishment, "Jackpot."
Completely unaware of Lucina's smartphone taken from her pocket, Greninja morphed as Lucario as the water frog pokemon studied the Galaxy shaped home screen, the UI almost making him raise a brow in confusion.
Tapping the messenger app linked to Smashbook, he found thier secret conversation. "Bingo."
The princess of Ylisse halted a few feet away from the soccer field, where a platinum blonde haired boy the same age as her was juggling a soccer ball around, kicking the object to the left corner of the metallic goal, while a red blade adorned his back.
"Impressive." Lucina smiled while clapping to acknowledge him that kick was way out of Bionis.
She still wondered how Shulk could dribble around even if the Monado didn't bother his back or gameplay of the world's greatest sport.
Perhaps he was used to it, the weapon became a trademark tool to his back.
"Oh hey Lucy, didn't see ya there. Up for some soccer?" Shulk spun his Teamgeist Berlin official match ball on the tip of his finger, the latex paneling still clean and scratch mark free from many hard and fierce kicks.
Lucina accepted the offer, "Sure. Something to sum up my mood for awhile."
Placing the ball down, he flicked the ball in many directions to evade Lucina's retrieval and control of the ball.
"Feeling down because of Chrom?" Shulk frowned with concern, nutmeging her in a flash.
"Nah, just something nagging the back of my mind. It's fine, really." Lucina smiled while placing her hand against Tomato Boy's ribs, her legs fighting back for the ball by kicking the ball away from his side-roll and flip-flop move, the white object flying past a line of trees and eventually ended up into the environmental study pond dotted with lilypads and golden brown long stemmed weeds towering across the calm dark green surface.
"Aaaaannnnd not getting it by the way." Shulk chuckled while he calmly watched Lucina sprint ahead to retrive the ball but came back with a paled face.
"What happened? Water snake bit your nose?" joking, Shulk laughed at Lucina, who simply frowned in return.
"Don't say silly things. My smartphone got stolen!" Lucina turned her pockets inside out, revealing her earpods to hang over.
Shulk took a step back with slight shocking concern and pulled out his Monado, "Whoever stole your phone must have been someone nasty. Listen Lucina, how bout you drive over to Colony 9 next week, pack our things and sail away in my Destiny Monado II yacht. What do ya say to that?"
The princess of Ylisse still felt as if her Discovery E5 phone was the most important thing to her.
"Alright, since we all don't have classes next week, sure. Why not?" Lucina stood up, brushing grass off of her clothing while her ears closed in on distant brake squeals to another train passing by her apartment.
They were about to break the most important rule of Smash Wars.
Group members from two different and opposing clans were forbidden to meet at a certain location in secrecy.
And they were about to find out from the HTK.
Few things I wanna point out:
-Noway is spelled correctly. Please take a look at the map.
- "4000 years before the students at Beylin threw a shocking fit." That is a Metal Fight Beyblade reference.
- Grease is future Greece. Why would you think that Dark Pit chose Athens as the official HTK HQ location in the first place?
-Cosmicgate Discovery E5 is a smartphone company created by me. All rights reserved.
- 'Blue Sky' by Owl City is a fake song. Sorry for those of you who had to look it up on Youtube! xD
- Reflet is referred to Female Robin in my opinion. But according to MerchantAnna, Reflet is actually referred to Grima. Weird to be calling Female Robin as the fell dragon! xD
- Annnnd please give out kudos!!! :D