Dark Pit wandered the halls of the smash mansion. Everyone left him. "They probably went to some party again." He said to himself. He liked talking to himself, he found some sort of comfort in it. Especially when he was alone. He sighed as he kept walking.
No one ever invited him to anything, they all thought he simpily didn't care. He really wanted to go, he just didn't wanted to admit it. Even Ganondorf and Bowser got invited. Many thought of him as a replacement Pit until everyone quickly foundout
how different they were. Pit was the more social one. Dark Pit just perfered to be alone. He would often just shrug to any question. 'Just like Link did.' Everyone said. They all said he would eventually open up, but Dark Pit just didn't see it
/happening anytime soon.
As Dark Pit wandered the halls, he saw something he's never seen before. It was a mirror. "I've never really seen my own reflection before." He said to himself. Dark Pit tended to avoid mirrors, not because he came out of one, but because he didn't carehow
he looked. Dark Pit sat in front of the mirror, but something seemed off. "Whats wrong with this thing?" He asked out loud. The reflection showed Pit. Dark Pit folded his arms, the reflection did too, but it kept smiling.
"So this is how I look in the mirror?" The reflection shook its head. "So what are you?" Dark Pit asked. The reflection pointed at itself, then at Dark Pit. "So you're me?" He asked. The reflection nodded. "So what now? I've heard that your reflectionis
your true self, do you think it's true, or just a superstition?" The reflection shrugged.
Dark Pit sighed. "Y'know, ever since I came here I never really thought about anything other than my past. You would think that I either remember Pit's past or nothing at all but it's sort of in between. I remember certain things, but it's like I'm lookingthrough
dirty glass. It's all blurry." He shuddered. "I just want to know how it was like for Pit, before I even came to be. Was i just a simple thought in his head? This question has been burning in my mind ever since I came into exsistance. Whatdo
you think?" The reflection gave him a sad smile. Dark Pit chuckled.
"Not much of a talker either? I've been thinking. Pit has always been the optimistic one, the one everyone wants to get to know. I guess i could be a bit more social. Maybe if that superstition really is true, if our reflections really represent
our true selves, maybe it wouldn't be that bad." The reflection stifled its laughter. "What are you laughing at?" Dark Pit asked with a smile.
"Pittoo." It said. "This isn't a mirror, it's a window."
"Pit!?" Dark Pit yelled. "What are you doing here!?"
"I came to give you some food." Pit replied. "There was this new resturaunt that appeared. None of us tried it so we went in. I really wanted you to try it." Pit opened the window and tossed a bag through. "I'm going back now, I'll see you in a few hours!"
"Wait!" Dark Pit shouted. Pit turned around.
"Yeah? What do you want?"
"Can I come too?"