Hey. Here's another story for the world to read...Yay
Any-who, I wanted to try a different style with this fic so like always, tell me what you think and what I need to improve on.
Enough of me. Onto the story.
Pit goes to the store
Hidden high up above the clouds, a city in the sky called... Skyworld, floated peacefully up in the air, how no one noticed a giant city in the air I'll never know.
Anyway, the city has been around for about... Hold on let me get my calculator and add this up...Hmm...Carry the 2... About thousands of years, roughly.
The city had many houses, hot springs and temples for Centurions to enjoy. What are Centurions you may ask? Well they are creatures that look like very buff humans (some more than others) that wore golden armour, all the time, and have small white wings on their helmets they use to fly...I assume, for all I know they could just be for show.
This was a very peaceful place to live in, if you ignore the occasional demon invasions of course but that only happens every three weeks so you don't have to worry about it too much.
But the city was not just inhabited by Centurions, in the palace that rested at the highest point of Skyworld lived a busy goddess with a good sense of humor and a happy-go-lucky angel who has more than once saved the earth and Skyworld. (Three to be exact)
As the goddess was busy checking up on the world through her magic pool of water (Don't ask) the angel was in his room that was on the second floor of the temple, fast asleep after a busy day of racing Pitto in the heavens.
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
Who said that!... Anyway, Pit's (Yeah, I'm sick of calling him angel) alarm began to ring, playing Zelda's Lullaby waking the passed out angel.
"ZZZ"
...Err...I said! Waking the passed out angel!
"ZZZ, Oh Phosphora stop, I'm not that hansom, heh heh...oh stop, your making me blush."
...That's it; I'm throwing my shoe at him.
"ZZZ AH! Don't kill me I don't to die in my pajamas!" Pit jumped up and frantically swinging his pillow around like a weapon.
When he realised no one was violently stabbing him the chest, he started to calm down and lowered his 'weapon'. "Oh...well it's a good thing no one was trying to kill me, or there would be one less demon thanks to my-" He jumped out of bed and started twirl his pillow like a nun-chuck. "SUPPER TRIPLE PILLOW KONG-FU OF AWESOME!"...No comment.
Pit let out a yarn then preceded to scratch his butt. "Well, I better start changing up my clothes, don't want lady Palutena to see her number one angel in his PJ's now do we."
He removed his to embarrassing to describe pyjamas. Although he didn't need to change since he always wears his toga under his PJ's before going to bed, sorry girls (and some guys) no fan-service here.
"There, now that I'm dressed and ready to face the world with pride and well...More pride, since that's all anyone really needs." Sure, keep telling yourself that. "I think I'm going to go out there and try something new and different instead of keeping up with the same old boring routine." So Pit ran to his storage chest, opened that baby up, reached in and...
uh nuh nuh nuh nanananananan NAANANANANA NUH!NUH! NUH! NUH!
YOU GOT THE T.V GUIDE!
Now you can know what is on anywhere at any-time, don't you just feel special.
...He pulled out a T.V guide... WHAT! How is that doing something new and different! "Yep, I think it's time to look for something new to watch, I'm sick of reruns of 'Pikachu P.I', I need something fresh and interesting, a new take on life..." … "Well my T.V viewing life."
Oh, that's fine! Look for a stupid T.V show to watch, it's not like we have a story to tell or anything, no epic adventures to go on NO! This is much more interesting! If you excuse me, I'm just going to bang my head at a wall for a minute or so.
"Let's see... 'How Samus got her proton gun back' No, I've seen that already... 'That's so Lucas' Na, sounds too depressing for my taste... 'Miku's birthday gift' Ack! Sounds terrible..." If you can't tell, Pit is reading some of the shows names to himself. Now please leave me in peace so my head can make friends with this wall.
"Hey!" Huh? Is something, interesting finally happening. "A brand new show is starting today, must be my lucky day." …Well that's what I get for hoping. "'The Sopraios, a story about rival mobsters trying to take over each other's territory one fire flower at a time'" He read the description with intrigue, wasting every-one's time.
"Now that's sounds like a show good old me could get behind." You do that. "Let's see, the premiere starts at 9:30 and its 9:28, so that leaves me..." He used his figures to try and calculate the time. "AH! Three minutes to catch the show!" You only have two, but what do I care, at least something is happening even if it is stupid.
"Gotta catch my show! Gotta catch my show! Gotta catch my show!" He raved like a mad man as he ran down the halls, crashing into a bunch of fruit stands along the way…Wait, why were there fruit stands in the palace?
"Because me and Palutena just looooveee our fruit." … Stop braking the fourth wall Pit. "Oh sorry, let me just get back into character *Ahem* Gotta catch my show!"
… Anywho, he made it to the magic water pool room just in time to catch his show. "Gotta catch my…" But to his dismay, someone else was already occupying the water. "Lady Palutena?" Yeah, her.
"Oh, morning Pit." The lovely lady tilted her head back, greeting Pit with a sweet smile. "It's a surprise to see you up so early."
"Hey! I…I wasn't sleeping." My shoe says otherwise. "I was just…Creatively meditating…With my eyes closed…While lying down…In a bed." Stop, just stop, you're not good at lying.
Palutena faced Pit completely with her hands on her hips. "Yeah, or as normal people would call it, sleeping."
Pit turned away, crossed his arms and started to pout. "Must you word it like that?" Yes, yes she does. "Anyway, can I use the magic pool for about an hour or two?"
"Oh sorry Pit, but I need it to monitor the human world, even though Hades is dead; his under world army are still trying to steal human souls." Ah, sweet sweet exposition.
"Really? Their still stealing souls, man they really need to take up a hobby, like netting or something?" Even though most of them have don't have arms.
"Yeah, but if you try introducing it to them they will be all like. 'GERRR ME SMASH PUNNY ANGEL!' ...Err nice 'acting' there Palutena.
"Umm, I don't think the under world troops can form coherence sentences." Finally, something me and angel boy here can agree on. "Even if they could I don't think they would be that loud." He said under his breath.
Palutena huffed. "You have no imagination do you pit?" She shook her head and let out a sigh. "That's not the point, the point is while I can't let you watch your show I can record it if that's okay with you?"
"Yeah I guess, but now I have nothing to do to pass the time." Pit let out a sigh. "I guess I'll just go back to bed." Oh great, what a pointless endeavour this was.
The end
Hopefully the next story Yort post's won't be so stupi-
"Hold on a second." Ah! The story is still going?
..Suddenly Palutena started looking angrily in the distance... Oh wait she's looking at me!...Er um...Pit stopped in his tracks and faced Palutena... "...Since you have nothing better to do, could you do your good pal a favour?" She asked the dense lad.
"Sure, but I don't know where Pitto is?" *Badum tish*
Palutena shook her head. "Ha, funny." Can you just feel the lack of amusement. "Seriously Pit, are you going to help me or not?"
"Of- Of course I will, I was just having a little fun that's all." Pit scratched the back of his head, embarrassed, as well as having an awkward smile. "So what is it you need from your awesome and might I add hansom solder? Battle hordes of underworld demons, go on an epic journey to fight an epic boss or teach that no good Hades another lesson with these bad boys." He started to flex his muscles like a fool, further making me question why I accepted this job.
Palutena smiled sincerely. "Your really pumped up aren't you?"
"Heck yeah! I'm ready to take on anything!"
"Really? Even if it's the most dangerous journey you ever embarked upon?"
"The dangerouser the betterer!" Half of that wasn't even real words.
"EVEN!...If you lose both your arms?"
Pit looked distraught with a cold sweet running down his cheek. "But, but I use those for many attended and non attended purposes." He gazed at his hands remembering all the good times they had together...For some reason? He clamped his fingers together coming to terms with the fact he could be become the first disabled Nintendo hero. " I would gladly sacrifice lefty and righty if it means helping the people in peril. Though I'm praying it doesn't come to that."
She leaned closer to Pit getting right in his face. "Are you surrrre about that?"
"Yeah I'm sure!"
"Really? Cause I don't think your sure enough."
"I highly disagree with your lack of sureness when it comes to me being sure about... The... Sureness... Of me being sure to er..."
"..."
…
"...Just tell me what the mission is." Pit asked post-haste ending all our misery.
"O-okay." Palutena shook off her confusion and continued on like nothing happened. (Wish I was that lucky) "Here it is Pit!" She screamed louder than an announcer at a monster truck rally. "Your mission is..."
Pit looked on as a hungry puppy would look at dangling meat, begging for it to fall. Or in this case, the mission to be announced.
"IS..."
Um, yeahhhh me and angel dork over here are still waiting for the mission to be announced, so could you kindly hurry up already.
"IS..."
GET ON WITH IT!
"To pick up a six-pack of 1-up in a can deluxe from the store for me?"
"...WHAT!"
WHAT!
To be contin-
Wait what! I was promised this would only be a oneshot!
And really? The quest is to go to a store! I know it was in the title and all, but I was told it was deep meteor for growing up! AND HE DIDN'T EVEN GO THE STORE YET!
AH!
You know what forget this! I Quit! GOODBYE!
Six years of narrating school wasted on this garbage.
...To be continued?
I could have done Shakespeare.
I'll try working on chapter 2 as soon as I can.
No promises though since life and laziness loves to get in my way.