"I'm bored." Pit murmured, him and Ike sitting at the kitchen table. The Smashers had went out to get groceries and wouldnt be back until late afternoon or at midnight, its up to them.
"Must... eat... Chicken..." Ike gibbered, his body tingling and twitching almost like he was trying to compete with a contortionist. Until the bright shining, extra-crispy vision of Pit's wings snapped the Crimean prince out of his little dance. Needless
to say, Pit was weirded out.
Veryweirded out. Since he first met Ike, Pit had known of Ike's obsession with fried chicken and the many outrageous lengths he'll go to in order to sate his frenzied appetite.
Then a drop fell on Pit's hand. How the heck could it be raining indoors?!
Well... then again King Dedede's girth usually overloaded the Jacuzzi tubs; forcing MH to pay several hundred dollars in damages, have the Mario Bros refix the plumbing (while saving Peach from Bowser) and Dedede would have to be dragged into WiiFitTrainer's
weight loss class.
Except... Dedede was with the Smashers. So if it wasnt the Jacuzzi, or Snorlax, then who would...?
The soft brush of a red silk cape slid against Pit's cheek. Putting two and two together, Pit calmly and quietly raised his eyes upward to see Ike chewing on his left wing like a wild wolf on rabies.
Meanwhile, in the SmashMart supermarket...
As Falco squabbled with the racist clerk who insisted that birds are not to be offered service, Link; who casually played with his Tribix cube, heard an ear piercing scream.
"What in the name of Naga was *that?*" Roy gasped, bewildered.
"Oh it was Pit. Ike tried to eat his wings again, thought they were fried chicken wings." Link explained, having seen this sort of thing happen before.
"...And here I thought Dark Pit had his problems." Roy deadpanned, the Smashers cracking up, Dark Pit as well for a few good 5 minutes until he realized the insult
"HEY!" Pittoo snapped, offended
No angel wings or egos were harmed in the development of this story