Mr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 5MR. AND MRS. SMITH – A SNAKE X SAMUS STORYMr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 5
-- 5: Ninja Menagerie! -----------------------
Fox McCloud stepped forward, his tawny ears twitching. “Still being bitchy, I see,” he commented.
Samus took a second more to be stunned, then shook it off. Behind her, Snake slid down the wall and threw a longing glance at the door.
Fox gave him an irritated wave. Snake slid behind Samus, put his hand on the doorframe and scurried out of the room, his footsteps echoing metallically down the hall. Samus eyed him with a watchful
Mr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 4MR. AND MRS. SMITH – A SNAKE X SAMUS STORYMr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 4
-- 4: Kiss Me or Kill Me Already! ----------------------------------
Snake stared down the gaping hollow of Samus’s arm cannon, his bottom lip practically sticking to the cold metal. He could already imagine the laser about to roar from the depths and obliterate his face. The soldier suddenly felt as though he should reiterate his situation.
“…Damn,” he said again.
The metal monster then reached up and took off her helmet. Apparently the silent killer wanted to have a few words. Snake watched as Samus’
Mr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 3MR. AND MRS. SMITH – A SNAKE X SAMUS STORYMr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 3
-- 3: PK Masters! -------------
Snake paced the floor of his office, anticipating his first meeting with EarthBound, the freelance psychokinetic (or PK, as it was shortened to) group comprising of two young boys: Ness and Lucas. Snake had read on the database that these two were highly sought after, renowned for their unconventional fighting style and psychic prowess, and thus elevating them to one of the most influential veteran factions there were. Snake wasn’t sure he needed someone quite so apparently…powerful to help him, but he conceded
Mr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 2MR. AND MRS. SMITH – A SNAKE X SAMUS STORYMr. and Mrs. Smith - Chapt 2
-- 2: One Tough Creampuff ---------------------------
Lowering her arm cannon, Samus smirked inside her helmet. Bull’s-eye, she thought, clicking on the transmission screen in her visor.
“Nice one, Samus.” Captain Falcon’s face flicked on. “Direct hit! He’s disabled.”
“Thanks, Falcon. All due to you.”
Captain Falcon gave a pleased smile. “This one shouldn’t be too hard. He’s barely equipped, and he has absolutely no experience with space warfare. He won&#
Gone.
That is all I have to say.
Goodbye, Razzkat. Have a nice life!
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My stalker, my stalker,
His obsession remains unchanged,
Even though he's court-restrained,
My stalker and me!
---children's toy pitch, Robot Chicken style
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