Hey guys, this chapter was requested by nessthetic.
I don't know that much about these guys, so I'm sorry in advance if they seem a little out of character. I really tried.
And also, 1k reads?!?!?
Wow! Thank you all so much!
Without further ado, on to the story!
Enjoy~

It was a bright, sunny afternoon (like most afternoons in these stories) and you were taking a walk around the Smash gardens, trying to clear your head. (Because that situation isn't a bit of a cliché for my works)
Sure, being invited to the Smash mansion was one of the best things that'd ever happened to you, but it also took up a lot of your time.
Always training, battling, working...
It didn't leave much time for you to just relax.
Which is exactly why you had taken the day off.

You smiled, closing your eyes and sitting underneath a tall oak tree.
The shade felt so nice...

"Heya (Y/n)!"
You opened one eye to see Eight running over towards you, as Munchie (his pet mouse) squeaked, bouncing around in his pocket.

"It's such a nice day out. I could get used to this type of weather, y'know?" he asked, plopping down beside you, scooting in closer and poking your cheek.
"Mmmhhm." you agreed lazily, a smile tugging at your mouth. Eight could always make you smile.
"I don't suppose you want to go get ice cream with me?" he asked hopefully, looking down at his shoes as a faint glow dusted his cheeks.
"Sure." you shrugged, watching as he hopped up from the ground.
"Awesome! C'mon let's go!" he grinned, punching the air in excitement.

How does he have that much energy?

"I... can't get up." you laughed, trying to use your arms to push yourself up, before falling back down to the ground helplessly. It's not your fault that this particularly comfortable spot seemed to have increased gravitational pull.
"Really now?" Eight stuck his tongue out at you, bending down and offering you his hand.
"I'll pull you up."

You smiled at how sweet he was, grabbing his hand and letting him pull you to your feet.
As you started walking, you realized that he hadn't let go of your hand, and was instead holding it in his own as he walked.
Sly dog.
You smirked.

"What are you doing?" Arsus asked in disgust.
You glanced up at the sudden voice, quickly dropping your gaze to you hand and blushing. You pulled away, crossing your arms over your chest.
"Just, going to get ice cream." you laughed nervously.
"Ummm. Wanna come?" you asked, completely foiling Eight's plans. (He had made an adorable move and everything, all for you to mess it up. You monster. I can't even look at you...)

Eight frowned, clearly disappointed you let go of his hand.
"Nah, I don't think Arusu likes ice cream." he laughed, trying to pull you away.

"Says who?" Arusu huffed, walking quickly to catch up with you.
"I'll go. I mean, only cuz it's super hot outside." he huffed, glaring at Eight and frowning.
He knew exactly what Eight was trying to do.
"Nice try pal." Arusu whispered, raising an eyebrow as Eight pouted.
"Closer then you've ever gotten." Eight retorted, sticking his tongue out.

You were walking ahead of the two of them, completely ignoring their little dispute. They fought all the time.
"Like siblings." you laughed to yourself, glancing back at the two of them and grinning.

They both stopped arguing, a blush forming on their faces as they noticed you looking at them.
Both of their stomachs had decided to become Olympic gymnasts, flipping and tumbling at breakneck speeds.
You're really something special (Y/n).

You squinted and looked behind them.
"Oh hey, look! It's Eleven!" you giggled.
Arsus groaned loudly.
"Just great. Just what we needed: Another Hero." he muttered, rolling his eyes.
You ignored his comment, running over to Eleven and tackling him to the ground in a hug.
"Agghhhh!" he screamed, falling face- down in the grass.
"Oof- sorry." you giggled sheepishly, climbing off him and helping him up.
"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Eleven blushed, brushing himself off.

"Great!" you smiled.
"Eight, Arusu, and I are all going to get ice cream. Wanna come?"

"Uh- sure." he returned you smile and walked towards the group.

"Now all we have to do is find Solo, and we'll have all my heroes in one place!" you giggled.

They all blushed at the thought of being, 'your hero'.

"Speak of the devil! There he is!" you gasped, skipping up to him.
He was sitting by himself on wooden bench near the Smash fountain.
"Hey you." you grinned, sitting down next to him.

"Hey you." he mimicked, chuckling and booping your nose.
"Wanna get ice cream with me and the other heroes? The more the merrier." you beamed.

"Sure." he nodded, a smile gracing his face. "Who's paying?"
You frowned thoughtfully, bringing your fingers up to your chin.
"I didn't think about that... but Eight I guess." you shrugged.
"He suggested it. It's only fair!" you joked.

"No way! I'm not paying for all their ice creams!" Eight exclaimed, placing his hands on his hips.
"I'll pay for yours. That's it." he stated adamantly.

"Welp. Sorry guys!" you laughed.
The other heroes grumbled, all thankful they had money on them.
"Oh hey, can I hold Munchie?" you asked.

"Sure." Eight beamed, pulling Munchie out of his pocket and placing him in your hands.
"He really likes you."

You beamed at the boys, skipping ahead and gently patting Munchie on the head.
"It's too bad there's four of them." you sighed quietly.
"It makes it impossible to choose..."

"Choose Eight~" a tiny voice whispered.

You glanced down in surprise, staring at the little mouse.
"Uhhhh- Munchie?" you asked, your eyes widening in horror.
The mouse squeaked.
"I could've sworn I heard something..." you puzzled.
"Here Eight, have Munchie back." you quickly handed the mouse back to your friend.
That was weird.

When you finally made it to the ice cream shop, you all ordered what you wanted and slid into a booth to wait. Arusu immediately slid in next to you, smirking at the other heroes.
Sure, he'd never admit to anyone that he liked you, but that didn't change the fact that he did.

"So, how have you guys been?" you asked, smiling sweetly and trying to break the awkward silence.
"I've been good." they all replied in unison, before looking at each other in disgust, as if it were a horrible tragedy that their counterparts had been doing well. They shook their heads and glared at each other.
"How have you been (Y/n)?" Solo asked, leaning back against the booth.

"Oh, I've been great. Thanks for asking." you smiled at him.
You had always found it weird that these four people were all called Hero, but their personalities were all so different.

"(Y/n)? (Yyyyyy/n)?"

You shook you head frantically, trying to clear you thoughts.
"You were spacing out there." Eleven smiled.
"They brought us our ice cream. Here."
He handed you a cone.
Your eyes widened in delight as you started eating it.
Ice cream is the best.

For once, all the heroes sat quietly with each other, happily eating their frozen treats. They would occasionally look up at you and notice you staring, which made them blush and look away.
They all liked you...
A lot.

But how were you supposed to choose?
They were all your heroes.

Hey guys, that's it for this chapter! I hope you enjoyed! 😄
I originally considered doing something where I had a different ending for each Hero depending on who you picked, but that seemed like a lot of work so... Yeah. Sorry about that... Anyway, up next we have a M!Inkling x Octling reader. I'm really enjoying writing for it so far, and it should be out soon, so stay tuned!
As always, feel free to leave your requests and feedback, I really appreciate both! See you in the next chapter!
Bye!
~Gookip✌🏼️💜