Today was not a good day for the Goddess of Light.
Palutena sat next to a maple sapling. Her green eyes met Viridi's yellow. They blazed in anger. The Goddess of Nature flinched. "I'm sorry Palutena! I-I didn't mean to!"
Dark Pit and Phosphora watched from nearby. The dark angel's eyes were wide, while Phosphora's mouth hung open.
Phosphora struggled to get words out of her mouth. "What in the world... Mistress Viridi?"
"You need to turn Pit back to normal," Palutena ordered Viridi. "Now."
"I can't!" Viridi threw her hands up. "That was one of my more powerful spells and I don't know the cure!"
Palutena fingered the sapling's leaves. "You have to find SOMETHING! We can't just leave him like this!" She stood up, tears forming in her eyes. "Pit, I'm sorry..."
"Palutena..." Viridi hung her head in shame. Pit and her had been at it, arguing about humanity when she had used the spell on him. She had meant to fire it at a plant that wouldn't grow in her garden, but it backfired and hit the poor angel instead.
Dark Pit and Phosphora had been talking amongst a small field of daisies when it had happened. Palutena herself had been minding her own business in Skyworld. Things were fine and dandy until the Palutena had tried to kill her. Viridi reminded herself to force Pittoo to clean her throne room, but only if she got out this confrontation alive.
"Change him!" Palutena hugged the tree and stared at her angrily. "Please!"
Viridi turned away from her. "No amount of begging will help, Palutena. That spell was only in it's beta stage." She began to walk away from the small group, her head hung.
The Goddess cried, "Viridi!"
"...No," she said. "I'll go find a cure. Go home and rest. I'm sorry for what I did." She looked back Palutena. "Really."
"VIRIDI!"
"GO HOME!"
A flash of light illuminated the area. When Viridi turned around, the Goddess of Light was gone.
Phosphora flew up beside Viridi. "Are you alright?"
"I'm not," she told her. "Go back to your chambers and leave me alone for the rest of the day." She met Dark Pit's eyes. "Before you do that though, make him scrub my throne room AGAIN. If he's to become one of us, he'll have to show his loyalty better."
Dark Pit just glared back, his arms crossed. Viridi still did not understand why he of all people would want to join the Forces of Nature. It was strange to have him around too, observing how she operated. It was almost as if he was a spy for Palutena.
She walked up a flight of stairs towards a large door, opening it. She suddenly flew in. The door slammed and she was gone.
"Oh goody..." Dark Pit uncrossed his arms. He was not looking forward to doing Viridi's throne room all over again. That place grew thorns so easily that it was hard to get into small areas without something hurting.
He walked over to the maple sapling. "Pit, why did you think arguing with HER was a good idea? I've been zapped five times with a chicken shape shifting spell now and I'll let you know that it isn't fun!"
The tree offered no response. Phosphora tapped him on the shoulder.
"We should go," she said. "I don't want Mistress Viridi getting more upset than she is now."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah, whatever." He gave the tree a somber look before following Phosphora into Viridi's temple.
How was this going to affect him? Dark Pit hoped that the effects wouldn't be bad. At least he wasn't unconscious right now. He shivered when he thought back to that dark three year period. He just knew that he never wanted to wake up in a field of dead spiders ever again.