Egg-xperiment

Done with battles for the day, Brooke was sitting at her supercomputer, doing a special kind of research based on her new findings. She was at work on this project all day, trying to get as much information as she could, taking notes where necessary. This machine was a far cry from the supercomputer she had back home, but she had to make do with what she had.

"What are you doing?" Belle asked as she walked into the dorm.

"Trying to get information on this egg I found," Brooke answered, her eyes not moving away from the screen. "During a Smash Run I had today I found a little egg and decided to take it with me. I'm trying to find out what kind of egg it is."

Belle cast a curious glance over to the egg in question, sitting in a small test tube. It was small, black, and particularly long, and looked like it was made of wet paper. It'd probably cave in if one touched it.

"It's not a Yoshi egg, that's for sure," Belle said.

"Correct," Brooke confirmed. "Right now I'm looking through encyclopedias I borrowed from all over the world to try and see if it originates from anywhere else."

"And you can access all of this... how?" Belle asked. She wasn't one for computer science.

"I have my ways," Brooke answered. "Oh, here it is! According to this, it's a Lizalfos egg."

"You mean those lizard freaks with spears we see in Smash Run?" Belle asked.

"The very same," Brooke nodded. "Now that it's here, I'm gonna see if there's a way to hatch it. For science!"

"Whatever," Belle rolled her eyes as she yawned. It was getting time for a nap.

"Before you doze off again," Brooke said. "You mind watching the egg for me? I need to go pee."

"It's an egg," Belle huffed. "It's not gonna go anywhere."

"It'll only take a sec!" Brooke said. "Please?"

"Fine," Belle sighed. The little scientist hopped out of her seat to scurry to the bathroom. Belle plopped herself on her bed, her eyes staying on the egg.

"Just... you and me, huh?" Belle said.

The egg did not respond. For it was, in fact, an egg.

"Great, I'm talking to an egg," Belle sighed. "Must be going a... little... craz-"

She blacked out and started snoring.

"Belle?"

"Belle!"

"BELLAMORE!"

"Gah!" Belle shot wide awake. "I'm up! I'm up! What is it!?"

The young bee was met with the rather upset face of Brooke. She clearly wasn't happy.

"Oh I dunno," Brooke said. "It's a little chilly outside, I couldn't find the right hat to put on this morning, and YOU FELL ASLEEP ON THE ONE JOB I GAVE YOU!"

"What are you so upset about?" Belle asked. "The egg's still here! Right where you last left it."

She pointed to the container with the egg in it, but Brooke's mad look didn't lighten up. Belle turned to see for herself, only to see it was gone.

Belle gave a nervous smile.

It was met with a judgmental look.

"Well, it couldn't have gone far!" Belle said in her defense.

"That's why you're helping me look for it!" Brooke said. Before Belle could react, her arm was pulled off the bed as Brooke raced out of the room with her in tow. Looks like she was gonna have to catch up on her nap some other time.

"I'm not seeing it anywhere," Belle said.

"Well we'll just have to keep looking then!" Brooke responded.

The two girls searched high and low around the mansion. They combed through the foyer, the bathrooms, the theater room, the villain's club (thank goodness no one was in there), even the roof. But as hard as they tried, they couldn't find hide nor tail of that egg.

"Well, we looked everywhere," Belle sighed, defeated. "Can I go back to bed now?"

"No!" Brooke barked. "It has to be around some...where..." a horrifying thought crossed her mind. "Belle, where's the place you most commonly find eggs?"

"I dunno, Yoshi's butt?" Belle responded.

"No, I'm serious," Brooke said. Her face seemed to drain of color.

Belle then made the connection herself.

*The kitchen.*

The two little bees headed for the kitchen, hoping it wasn't too late to get the egg back. The moment they stepped in, what they saw was a terrifying scene, looking like it was pulled straight from a horror film.

Belle saw PAC-MAN and MS. PAC-MAN, cracking open eggs for an omelet. The shattering of their shells sounded like gunshots to her as pieces of white flew off and onto the table, the gooey yolk dripping into the plate.

Sickened, Brooke turned away, only to be greeted by Wii Fit Trainer cracking an egg herself, and eating the yolk whole. She could have sworn it looked like a baby chick she was eating!

Both then turned to see Kazooie spitting eggs from her mouth, and Yoshi throwing eggs of his own. They smashed into each other and plopped down perfectly on the skillets below, simmering in the heat of the oven. Next to Yoshi, Baby Mario, Baby Peach, and Baby Daisy all held up "10" signs.

"The amount of egg abuse here..." Belle muttered.

"I think I'm gonna be sick-" quickly, Brooke covered her mouth as to not let any gooey stuff come out of herself.

"Hey! Over there!" Belle said, pointing in the other direction. Brooke's eyes followed her finger, and saw Leon walking across the room to sit at a table, holding a distinct-looking egg in his hand.

"The egg!" Brooke shouted. She took off to catch up to him. If he reached that table, the egg would be a goner for sure!

"Hey, you!" she yelled. Leon looked around for the source of the voice, and locked onto the bee barreling towards him. "Yeah, I'm talking to you! That's my egg that I found, and I want it back!"

"What, this egg?" Leon asked. "I need it for my egg salad sandwich. Go find your own egg."

"No, this is a SPECIAL egg!" Brooke said as she reached over the table to grab it from Leon. "I need to hatch this for research!" Her little wings buzzed to try and get her more leverage.

"What are you trying to do, you craz-"

*Crack!*

That sound deafened the two, as their attention turned to the egg. Brooke and Leon eased their grip, and they could see that the egg was bouncing around in their grasp.

*Crack! Crack! Crack!*

"It's hatching!" Brooke cheered. "It's really hatching!" She swung around Belle in her blind happiness, who was mainly surprised at her investment in this egg more than anything else.

Soon, the egg hatched, and out came a baby Lizalfos, poking its head from the shell. Its little eyes adjusted to the world around it.

"What the hell-" Leon started, but he didn't get far before getting cut off.

"Mama?"

Leon froze. He was sure that statement was directed towards him, and it shook the assassin to the core.

He was not ready for parenthood.