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If he had a hundred pokos for every time he found himself taking a forced vacation on an alien planet, maybe he’d have enough to quit this miserable job.

But it’s not all bad. He has the benefit of experience on his side this time, and each new planet he visits holds its own unique beauty to appreciate while he’s stuck there. With the confidence of a man who knows he’s survived worse than this latest crash, Olimar wanders around his new surroundings, pausing here and there to admire the strange and alien environment in which he’s found himself.

He’s exploring an incredible stone structure that stretches skyward further than the eye can see when the world decides to test his confidence with an unexpected curve ball.

It’s… a woman. A giantess, dozens of times his size. Olimar’s eyes bug out in shock.

Part of him wonders whether he should hide and observe this stranger to determine her temperament before making himself known, but the rest of him is filled with unrestrained excitement. An entirely new lifeform—! One that shares some Hocotatian features, even! He must make contact at once!

Olimar blows on his whistle and waves his arms to catch the woman’s attention, beaming up at her.

Please be friendly!

Yusuke on the other hand, just saw it as having his own future snatched away from him. If relations were soo important, then he could have just done that as a prince. Not under the name of their son-in-law. However, the deed is already done, the heir of the demon will be wed to the successor of transformative magic. It was clear that Yusuke was outside of his element at this royal celebration.

But he plays his role as well as he’s expected to, and finally, he’s gotten some time alone with his wife-to-be and offered a form of counter-offering. If they’re stuck in the same boat then rather than make both of them uncomfortable, he might as well learn about her. “Few..I can’t tell ya how you jus’ got a load off my shoulders. Bein’ stuck t’ me is nothin’ anyone wants for the rest of their life but since you are..I figured why not get t’ know ya. I mean I can tell yer more than jus’ a pretty face.” And a pretty face is indeed what she has.

“I’ll even go first, the people don’t know this, but I actually run a restaurant in the city, nothing big or fancy. Well the staff knows about me, but I’ve got that under lock ‘n key. I also do a little basic agricultural practice too. Though that was my old man’s idea..a fighter needs patience yadda yadda. Never thought it’d be fun though.”

Grass tickled his nose as he slowly came to, his chin throbbing from where he'd smacked it on the ground. He raised his head to figure out what had happened and why the process of going forward in time, which he'd done countless times before, had felt different this time.

Link pushed himself up and fully took in his surroundings. This isn't the Temple of Time. It looked like a courtyard... but not one that he was familiar with. At least, it wasn't how it should look. The courtyard in his future timeline didn't even exist after Ganondorf completely destroyed it. But there was a castle, and the only castle that it could be was Hyrule Castle. Yet, it shouldn't look like that. It was intact and normal, not the monstrosity that it had become...

This isn't where I'm meant to be.

Link wasn't sure where he was or what had gone wrong to send him off course, but it was clear that there'd been a mistake along the line. Maybe he'd played one of the ocarina notes slightly off and was now in some parallel timeline? Or another world entirely?

"Navi, where are we?"

But he was met with silence and his head shot up, searching for his fairy companion who was nowhere to be found. A sudden panic gripped his heart in its icy clutch, but he fought it back because losing his cool wouldn't get him anywhere. She was probably still back at the Temple of Time and wondering where he'd gone.

All right, time to find out exactly what was going on and how he could get back. However, just as Link turned to find the courtyard's exit, he came face-to-face with a tall and regal figure who stood a short distance away. Immediately, his heart skipped a beat and his jaw dropped, eyes widening.

"Princess Zelda?!"

Send me ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) for a bad pick up line.

"Were your parents bakers? Because you've got a lot of cake."

"Always something new with you."

Hard to believe that there was a time in the past where a different Wesker had terrorized Jill Valentine. Albert Wesker, his progenitor....and in many ways, Zeno's bastard of a father.

Zeno was cursed to wear a monster's face, but he wasn't a monster like he had been. He was determined to leave that part of him to burn with the rest of his father's corpse.

Zeno let out the smoke from his lungs as he passed the cigarette to Jill, his blue eyes sparkling like diamonds as he looked at her.

" What can I say? Even a reformed bioweapon needs a few vices here and there."

He brushed her hair back from her ear, his stoic expression failing to hide the well of emotions in those blue eyes of his.

"Need a hand?" A voice bellowed before a figure of blue and black swooshed in, folding his arms over his chest as he levitated above Unji, "You don't have to fight this one alone, I got you."

'Preciate it, hero. But this is my problem, and I'm not about to involve others—"

Before he could finish his sentence, Zuma was hit dead center in his chest, slamming his body right into the nearest building, concrete falling down from the hole he was embedded in.

Kagura & Laxus

Artwork by CassiaDraws, dynamic with @thornpr1nc3ss