~~~Pit's POV~~~

I groaned out loud. Here I was, stuck in the worse class ever invented: P.E.

"Whyyyyyy," I mumbled. I slowly ambled behind the others, hoping that I could find an opportunity where I could escape. Captain Falcon, our P.E. teacher, turned and stared at me with his ever-so-creepy looking face from behind his shades.

"Okay, class, it's volleyball time. You guys in the front go on one side, then you guys are on the other side." He pointed at me when he said the latter part. I was still standing there even when everyone else was already in position.

"But teacher," I started. "You see, I'm allergic to hard work."

"Get into position, Pit." I pouted and went to my spot in the back, next to the server, who happened to be Link. I thought about making conversation with him, but then I remembered he wasn't much of a talker. I glanced to the side of me, and I saw Marth in ready position, looking rather reluctant to be doing this. It's probably best if I didn't throw off his focus. I saw the guy in front of me tap his foot impatiently, looking bored out of his mind. I smiled at the familiar character.

"Pittoo!" He shifted his weight from one foot to another, pretending he didn't hear me.

"Hey, Pittoo," I tried again. This time he turned around, an annoyed look on his face.

"Will you stop calling me that?"

"Aw, but it's a perfect name! Or would you rather be called Pitooey?"

"How about calling me anything else?"

"Oh, okay. So how does Bob sound?" With an exasperated sigh, he turned back around and went back to ignoring me. Man, that guy really needs to loosen up.

I stared lazily at the volleyball bouncing back and forth between the two teams. I wonder what I should have for dinner...Maybe I'll eat some sushi or order some pizza. Yeah, that sounds nice...Then I'll grab an ice cream or twelve.

"Pit, watch out!" Marth's nearby voice snapped me out of my daydream. I had no time to defend myself against the volleyball that proceeded to target my forehead. I heard a thunk and the pain made stars orbit my head. My back hit the cold ground and I groaned. I heard some gasps from around the room and slowly opened my eyes to see the other students crowded around me. Dark Pit-I mean Pittoo-was leaning over me, his crimson eyes staring into mine. He stared at me for a little while longer before standing up and calmly walking away.

"Hey!" Others were starting to leave as well, slowly losing interest in my failure. The only one left was Marth, who held out a hand to help me up.

"Are you hurt?" Marth's concerned blue eyes didn't draw their attention away from mine as he helped me up.

"My head kinda hurts, actually...But I'm sure I'll be-" *THUD* My body decided to do a face-plant in the ground the second I stood up. "-fine." Marth helped me up again, his face full of worry.

"This doesn't look good. Perhaps you have a concussion? Either way, you should go see Doctor Mario immediately."

"Aww, do I have to? I mean, this is just sad." It's the first week of school, and I'm already getting hurt. That's right: The savior of the humans, the heavens, and the underworld getting owned by a volleyball. Isn't that just a lovely image changer. As reluctant as I was, with a hand to my forehead, I staggered my way out of the gym, searching for the hallway. I thought I heard Marth's voice in the background, but he was probably calling to someone else.

"PIT! LOOK! UP!" *THUNK* Ow. Man, my head must have some kind of inexplicable attraction to walls or something.

"I'm okay," I muttered. Keeping my hands on the wall, I moved until I reached the opening and found my way out of the gym at last.


The cold, yet refreshing ice rested nicely on my forehead. Almost immediately my head started to feel better, and I felt less dizzy. The ice pack slid into my open hand as I slowly sat up. Doctor Mario looked up from his clipboard to nod his head at me.

"Oh, Pit, you are a-finally awake. Prince Marth brought you a-here after you passed out." I frowned.

"Wait...passed out? Uh-oh...how long was I out?"

"Not to a-worry, only a few-a-minutes. And since you are a-fine, you can a-leave as soon as you feel a-better." I quickly bowed my head in thanks and hopped off the resting bed.

"Thanks, man! I mean doctor." I swung open the door and sprinted off towards my next class, reminding myself that I should thank Marth later.


I breathed a sigh of relief when lunch finally came along. Fifty minutes of being stuck in a math class is not fun.

"Freedoooooom!" I burst out the door and ran to the lunch line. My eyes were set on the prize: pepperoni pizza. Heck yeah. My destination grew closer, still no one in line...

My eyes widened when I saw him walking calmly by, crossing into my path. He looked up, his usual angry expression slowly forming into one of shock. It was too late for me to slow down. *WHAM* I collided into Pittoo, knocking both of us onto the ground.

"Ow," he muttered into the tile floor. I quickly hopped up, but it was too late. The empty cafeteria room was now a huge line that stretched far into the hallway. My wings and shoulders both drooped.

"Awww, you have got to be kidding me!" I turned to Pittoo, who looked even more annoyed than usual.

"What the heck, Pit?"

"Hey, you got in the way! And on pizza day, too!"

"Um, hello? You're the idiot who came charging into me! The one time I get released early from history, and you of all people ruin that for me. Thanks a lot." He let out a sigh of exasperation and shot another glare at me before walking off.

"Oh come on, try to be cheerful for once!"

"Well for one thing, my name's Dark Pit, not Super-Sunny-And-Frighteningly-Cheery Pit. Oh, and another thing. Why are you following me?"

"I've always wondered what kind of people you hang out with. ...You're not in the mafia by any chance, are you?" Pittoo frowned.

"Gods, no! And who I hang out with is none of your business. Go bother your own friends."

"But you are my friend!"

"Ha ha, real funny. You better get in line soon, or else you won't get any lunch at all." I ignored his advice and continued following him down the corridor. He groaned when he saw that I was still following him, but other than that he didn't say a word. We reached a small area outside hidden away by two neighboring buildings. There was a wide enough area for one to sit down and stretch their legs, but not enough for even a small group to sit in a circle. The building's shadow made it so that it was rather dark. I stopped to look around the gloomy place.

"Well this certainly isn't the liveliest place to eat," I said. Pittoo shrugged and sat down, lightly tossing his backpack to the side of him. He pulled out a container of dumplings and started to eat. He noticed me staring and gave me a confused look.

"What?"

"Oh, um, I was just wondering when your friends will arrive. For some reason I have a feeling Ganondorf will be one of them-"

"I don't have any friends," he stated flatly. It took me a while for that to sink in. I stared at Pittoo, who went back to munching on his dumplings. No friends...? He sighed and glared at me again.

"Quit looking at me like I'm some sort of abandoned puppy or something. I can live without any friends."

"That's ridiculous! No one can live without friends! Is this what you do each day? Go into this hidden away place and eat by yourself?" Pittoo shrugged.

"Sometimes, on rainy days, I see a snail slitter by every now and then. ...Pit, what are you-Ack! Hey!" I tackled the other into a hug, squeezing him as tight as I could.

"I'll be your friend! That way you'll never be lonely again!"

"Oh for crying out loud, I'm not-Pit, you're choking me!" I let go of him, and he put a hand on his chest as he breathed in, as if making sure that his ribs weren't crushed. His other hand was still desperately clutching the container of dumplings.

"Ugh, Pit, why don't you just go back to your friends already?" I smiled and plopped down next to him.

"I'm already here." Pittoo sighed, but he was tired of trying to shake me off. Not willing to annoy him any further, I unzipped my backpack and checked to see if I had any homework left to finish. I stared at the long list of math problems I was assigned, devoid of the motivation to finish. I continued staring at the paper, hoping that the answers would magically appear.

"Are you having a staring contest with that paper or something, because it's been ten minutes and you still haven't even gotten out your pencil to write with," Pittoo said.

"...Yeah, I should probably get started on this soon, huh." I put away the paper and took out my red 3DS XL. The bright screen lit up the dim area. "Much better."

Pittoo shook his head and leaned in to see what game I was playing.

"You're not playing your own game, are you? Because that would be really weird."

"No, I'm playing Pokémon. Y Version, heck yeah!" Pittoo moved away the second I started singing the Pokémon theme song. I jabbed at the buttons, fully focused on the game. Pittoo didn't say a word and was now playing around with his food. He was trying to see if he could throw a dumpling in the air and catch it with his chopsticks, but he missed and it fell on the ground. I stared at it, causing me to remember how hungry I was. The growling of my stomach didn't help much either.

"Food..." I put my 3DS on the ground and crawled over to the dumpling, staring intently at it. I scooped it up and observed it carefully. There was a bit of dirt on it now, but I didn't care. Pittoo frowned when he saw me lift it towards my mouth. He swatted with his hand and I witnessed the dumpling fly from my hand into a nearby puddle. Everything seemed to move in slow motion, and I swear I could hear a dirge playing in the background. The elegy continued for a good few seconds.

"Uh, Pit?" I stared at the other, shocked that he would do such a thing.

"How could you..." I muttered. Pittoo facepalmed and placed the container in my lap. I looked at the four remaining dumplings, then back at my other self.

"Take them," Pittoo said. "I'm not that hungry anyways." I blinked a couple of times.

"Wait...for reals?"

"Yeah, sure. I mean, it's not that big of a-" I hugged him again, receiving an 'Oof' and a very annoyed expression.

"I love you, man!"

"Er, that's nice to know. Now do you mind doing me a favor and not crush my ribs?" I nodded and released him. I licked my lips and shoved all four dumplings into my mouth at once. Pittoo shook his head in disbelief, but I was too into enjoying the heavenly taste of food. It felt like it had been days since I had last eaten. I turned to Pittoo and bowed in thanks as I handed him back the now-empty container.

"Thanks for the dumplings! Hey, did you make them?"

"Yeah. I just read off the instructions from the back of the packet, though, so it's nothing special. It's not like I baked a whole cake or something." He took out his phone and took a quick glance at it before putting it back in his backpack. "Bell's going to ring soon. We should get going."

Pittoo slung his backpack over one shoulder and slowly walked off, while I scurried to gather my things.

"Hey, wait up! What class do you have next?"

"History."

"Cool. I have world literature."

"Didn't ask." We turned the corner back into the more populated area known as the cafeteria. I waved to my friends Marth and Ike and gestured for Pittoo to follow.

"Come on, let me introduce you to my friends. I'm sure we still have some ti-" Sure enough, the sound of the bell rang throughout the entire school, telling us that the magical time called lunch was over. I looked to my side for Pittoo, but he had already disappeared into the crowd. Man, he's good.


Finally: The moment I've been waiting for. I had already packed up, eager to leave the class. It's the last period of the day, not to mention the weekend coming up, so I couldn't wait to head home and play my video games. My chemistry teacher was rambling on about something, and I wasn't paying much attention. Probably something about the lab. Oh well. I decided that I might as well listen to the few words he had left to say.

"...Don't forget to check in to the gym for your dorm rooms," he said. Oh, that's right. They didn't have enough dorms for us on the first day, so we were to wait until the end of the week until we got them. I stirred in my seat, now even more eager than ever to leave. I wonder what my dorm looks like. Ooh, maybe they even have a flat-screen TV! Whoa, so exciting!

You're getting your dorm today, Pit? But if you leave, Skyworld will become awfully quiet. I smiled at the familiar voice.

"Lady Palutena? Hey, long time no hear!" A few students gave me strange glances, but the room was in so much of an uproar that not too many people paid much attention. Since my goddess was speaking to me telepathically, to others it would look like I'm just talking to myself. ...Although I must admit I did do that a lot when I was stuck in Hades's stomach-Ugh, gross, I don't want to relive that, that's for sure.

I was busy. Doing godly things and whatnot. After the recent war with the underworld, there is much restoration to be done, so I may not be able to talk to you as much. My wings drooped.

"Aw, really? That sucks."

I'm sure you must have some other friends you can talk with, right?

"Yeah, but you're my best friend! Oh, hey, I think the bell's going to ring any second. Talk to you later, then?"

Alright. See you, Pit. I hopped to my feet the second I heard the bell ring. I hastily threw my backpack over my shoulder and ran out with my arms raised in the air, shouting, "Time to get my dorm aw yeahhhhhh!"


Ugh, the gym again. The lovely place of torture for things like running, sports, and other joyful things like such. Luckily for me, this school has archery as a sport, but we're only staring that towards the end of the year. That's my time to shine. And also Link's. ...And Toon Link, and Young Link-Man, there's a lot of Links.

I joined the crowd circled around our principal, Master Hand. I've always been curious about that guy. I mean, how does he talk? Is it through telepathy, like Lucario? And how does he eat...Or shower...Or...Or...play video games...What if he doesn't play them at all? No video games...Such madness...

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. This message was important, so I had better pay attention. I looked back at my principal, who was still talking with a couple teachers about something. I scanned the heads around me, and I spotted a pair of black wings not too far from where I was standing. Pushing through the crowd, I finally reached him. I tapped him on the back, but he ignored me. I tapped him again, and this time he swatted at his back. I had to stifle a laugh. I pushed my luck and stepped to the left of him and reached over to tap him on his right shoulder. Pittoo turned around to glare at the guy behind him, who happened to be Donkey Kong.

"Quit bothering me!" he yelled. Donkey Kong gave him a murderous glare, and I burst out laughing. Pittoo's angry expression turned to surprise, then annoyance, then a look that read, "Uh oh." I continued laughing like crazy watching Pittoo's face completely pale.

"U-Um, I-I didn't...I thought...Uhh..." DK released an angry huff and picked up the angel by his wings. I was no longer laughing. My own face lost its color as I witnessed my terrified friend being lifted in the air by an angry ape. People around us backed up, gawking. I sprinted in front of DK, hastily bowing my head in apology.

"I'm sorry, he didn't mean it! Please let him go!" DK grumbled for a bit before lowering a still-petrified Pittoo. I tackled the other into a hug, apologizing over and over.

"Sorry, it was just a simple little prank, that's all! I'm sorry..." This seemed to snap Pittoo back to his old self. He shoved me off him and glared.

"A little prank?! Are you kidding me?! I almost got beaten to death by an oversized monkey, for crying out loud!" Master Hand overheard the commotion and came to check on us.

"What's going on here?" he demanded. I stared at him, still puzzled by how he was talking to us. Pittoo growled at me, then turned to the principal.

"I'll tell you what's going on. This idiot here almost made me into a punching bag." He pointed at me when he said that. Master Hand looked-or whatever the heck it was that he was doing-at the two of us and did something I would never imagine-he shrugged. I don't know how he did it, but that's what it looked like. Whoa. Mind. Blown.

"Well you two will have to work something out soon, because you'll be sharing a dorm. Room 211, your keys are with Bowser at the entrance." We stared at him, not registering what he was saying. Pittoo was the first to speak.

"Wait. What?" He pointed at me, then at himself. "Me? With him? In one room? You're kidding, right? 'Cuz it's not funny."

"No, I'm serious. Due to the limit of dorms we have available, the board has decided to split the rooms by universe. Since you two are the only members of the Kid Icarus universe, you will be sharing a dorm. You may leave at any time." We stepped out of the crowd so that the others could be told their assigned rooms.

Pittoo and I stared at each other, both of us probably thinking the same thing.

"There's no way I'm staying with you," Pittoo said. "I'm going to complain to the idiots who thought this was a good idea."

"Hey! I'm not that unbearable, am I? Besides, it's not so bad. I mean, look at the Legend of Zelda universe for instance. Link and Zelda will have to stay with Ganondorf."

"Actually, I think only Link will have to share a room with him. The girls have their own separate room together. And as for Link, there's like, three of him. I doubt he'll be having any problems." I shrugged.

"Well. I guess from now on we're roomies!" I said with a grin. Pittoo turned his back to me and groaned loud enough for the whole gym to hear.

"Ugh, this is going to be the worst school year ever!"