Break the Targets! (for finkfly90)

Out came the green pipe, bursting from the floor of Samus’ next environment to tackle. She didn’t know what exactly to expect as she popped out of her new traveling channel, but she was surprised nonetheless... some kind of... locker room? The walls lined with metal lockers adorned with various logos, some Samus recognized. Mario’s “M,” Luigi’s “L”, Yoshi’s egg.

“Huh.” Samus cautiously squinted. The sound of an audience cheering from behind told her where she needed to go next.

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Waluigi bounced his tennis ball against the ground a few eager times, his pencil thin eyebrows curved in eagerly. Time for action! “Waluigi number one!” He proudly boasted, throwing his tennis ball up in the air while his racket winded back. Then…!

BAM. From out of nowhere, a missile erupted from the locker room and shot Waluigi right in the rear. “Wa?!” He gasped, but with no time to react, the rocket exploded, sending the purple conman soaring off and out of the arena with a trail of smoke billowing behind him. “Wahahahaaa! Cheateeers!” He cried as he flew off, a team of Lakitu’s taking to action to go retrieve him.

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Daisy smirked eagerly as her challenger approached and readied himself as she shifted back and forth as a way to pump herself up, her arced back made her butt stick out as she tantalized the crowd by shaking the seat of her tight fitting shorts back and forth. When suddenly a missle came out of seemingly know where and hit Waluigi in his flat behind. The sight made Daisy bust out in laughter suddenly at the sight but part of her felt kind of bad for the strange guy.

As Waluigi's tennis racket fell back down to the ground, rattling on the floor, the spectating audience gasped; many, on the edge of their seats, peering into the arena to see what the sudden intrusion was. And then, from the shadows of the adjacent locker room, stepped out a new challenger.

Having left her armor behind, Samus didn't come out as a hulking suit of metal; instead, she appeared to the Mushroom Kingdom residents as a strange, buxom blonde-haired stranger with a strange apparatus attached to her arm, smoke still coming off the barrel. She had on a tightly fitting blue body-suit, her eyes scanning the arena while she walked out. And then... her attention turned to Daisy.

"Prin-" Samus began to open, but the crowd cut her off, the purple-themed side of the arena bursting into a sudden volley of cheers and applause. Disturbed by the sound, Samus turned to her spectators, the many of them clapping and cheering while Waluigi's image was taken off of the Jumbotron at the top of the screen. Where his name was disappeared, and was then replaced by "NEW CHALLENGER."

Samus' brow furled at the screen. "What? No. I'm not here to-" She tried speaking out over the crowd, but the applause was too grandiose for her to project her voice over... so with a smack to her own forehead, she knelt down and picked up Waluigi's racket.

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Daisy raised an eyebrow as muscly blonde woman took the purple man’s place on the opposite side of the court. Just one glance at her made Daisy a little self conscious, considering the skin tight suit made the princess see EVERYTHING the new challenger has to offer.

“You play tennis in THAT? I would hate to do your smelly laundry!” Daisy giggled as she spun a tennis ball on one of her fingers.

Waluigi's racket smelled like garlic and had some weird kind of slimy coating to it. Samus grimaced, knowing fully well the weirdo probably never washes his hands. Still, she grasped it in hand, looking up at Daisy with eyes at half-mast. This was supposed to be a quick in-and-out battle. Now, she's been suckered into a tennis match. The crowd "ooh'd!" at the Princess's insult, the orange half of the stadium cheering her name.

With a sigh, Samus merely responded back "Just throw the ball so I can beat you."

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“Fine! I’m gonna show you what happens when you disrespect royalty, little girl!” Daisy tossed the ball up and expertly served it to Samus’ left. “Try to keep up, skank!”

Samus was not ambidextrous. Frowning at having been called a skank for the second time today, she let the insult slide as the ball came right into her court, swiftly bouncing off the floor aaand... flying right past her. She halfheartedly swung her racket, but completely missed. The ball passed by and whizzed towards the far wall, guaranteeing the point for Daisy...

Or at least, so it'd seem. That was until Samus fell backwards. She tucked her knees to her chest and hit the floor, compressing into a tightly-fit ball while she barreled back with incredible flexibility. Pulling up from off the floor, Samus' racket slung forward and smashed the ball back, straight towards the opposite end of Daisy's court.

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Daisy’s confidence faded as the girl tucked herself into a ball and rolled back to hit the ball on the opposite side. With a gasp, she ran to try and grab it at fast as she could but the ball ended up just out of range of her racket, earning Samus an easy point. “That wasn’t fair!” Daisy stomped her foot childishly.

"Zero-fifteen!" Lakitu cheered from the referee's stand, the audience erupting into a cheer of 'ooh's!' and 'ah's!' at such a quick and fierce comeback. Samus paid them no mind as she helped herself back up slowly, her bones making an audible cracking noise while she stood up. "Ooh..." She muttered, "...that's so much easier in the suit."

Still, she dusted herself off and stepped up. "Easy, cry-baby." She warned, smirking at her immature response. Though she couldn't help herself but add, "If this is 'what happens when you disrespect royalty,' you aren't as respected as you think."

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“Why you!” Daisy growled as she started walking towards the net. “How about we make this match interesting...” She suggested with an evil smile. “The loser will be at the bidding of the winner until they are told they can be free and will have to obey any and all commands!” She suggests, ever so much wanting to take her down s peg.