SVRMAN3

Today was one of many days in an era of peace. There was no big bads to fight, no Dragon Balls to collect, just some time to enjoy a nice day. That's exactly what Y/n was doing, as he unwrapped his lunch and began to chow down. Y/n was the hero of Toki Toki City and Conton City, so getting a day off was basically paradise for him, much less years. He sat on the edge overlooking the plaza, where there was a statue of himself in the center, as the Elder Kai joined him. Elder Kai: Enjoying your time off? Y/n: Yeah. Though, I'll admit this; it's kinda boring without anything to do. Elder Kai: Stop your complaining! You should be happy that we

Professor E. Gadd stood before his Ghost Portrificationizer, holding a portrait in his hand. The machine had been set in reverse. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" asked E. Gadd, looking more than just a bit worried. Luigi tilted his head slightly. "What's the matter? Didn't you say you rigged the machine so the painting would stay?" "Yes, but I don't think she'll be very happy once she's free..." "She might not be, but I'm sure we can get through to her." E. Gadd didn't say anything in response, merely raising an eyebrow. "How else are we going to test your new invention? Besides, I feel kind of bad about them being stuc

"What is this, Nevada?" Elsa asked when her nineteen year old daughter pushed the letter across her desk. "You know exactly what it is, mom." Nevada said, sitting at the chair usually reserved for clients or people here to have one-on-on meetings with her mother. "We've been through this, you're 19. If you really wanted to go, you're an adult now." Elsa said, dismissing the paper. "We also both know that I have to be 21 to have a parent's signature and the money to do it. This is the chance of a lifetime, mom!" Nevada protested. Her mother took the paper between her fingers, feeling the parchment carefully. "I don't know, dear..." She sig

All eyes were on Elsa. They stared silently and patiently. She was too distracted by the dazzling gleam of the moon that was shedding its light into the room. She turned and looked at the others. "What?" "It's not her," Bunny muttered through his teeth. "I was almost positive that it was going to be!" North belted. "Me?" Elsa asked, astonished. "The new guardian? No. No way. I'm too dangerous." "She has a point." Jack sighed and ran his fingers through his white hair. "She's still learning about her powers." "Then who could it be?" Tooth asked. As the group discussed the new member, several yetis came bursting through the door. They beg

The music ceased, all eyes locked on Elsa and the man before them. Audible questiosn ruled the atmosphere, questioning the sudden arrival of the mysterious white haired fellow. Some gasped with curiosity, some with distaste, and a handful ccoing at this charming composure Elsa stared at his sincere pair of cerulean eyes, as she curtsied with the most elegant gesture she could muster before surrending her left hand to him. "I'd be delighted." Parting the sea of bewildered guests, Jack guided Elsa to the center of the dancefloor, twirling her in circles, until they were aligned with one another, connected by the same palmed hand. He met her c