It was a pretty boring night at the Smash Mansion, with Phosphora being on the rooftop of the mansion as she sighed, sitting down as she hand her hands on her face, with the white winged angel Pit coming up to the rooftop to see her, approaching her.

"Oh, hey Pit, you simply adorable angel boy." Phosphora stated as she glanced behind her to see Pit, smiling as she held her hands together.

"Hey, Phosphora. What are you doing up here alone?" Pit asked as he rubbed the back of his head with his right hand.

Phosphora sighed as she shrugged, shaking her head. "Oh, nothing, I just got bored. How's your old fart of a goddess?"

Pit began sweating nervously as he waved his hands, shaking his head. "Shhh... you know how Lady Palutena doesn't like it when you call her old. Plus, she does... fart on me as punishment..." He shuddered in disgust as he closed his eyes.

Phosphora laughed as she turned around, standing up and folding her arms. "So old hag Palutena is gross, too? Huh. Never figured that she was a hypocrite." She just smiled as she moved her right hand around. "Anyway, you know if anyone is having a party, or something? Because it sure is boring around here."

Pit rubbed the back of his head with his right hand as he shook his head. "N-not that I'm aware of. Why did you ask me?"

Phosphora, however, didn't bother to answer, as she noticed a small boat heading out into the sea. "Hey... is that a boat?"

Pit turned around to see the boat, nodding his head in agreement. "Why, yes, it does appear to be..." He couldn't finish his sentence as Phosphora pushed him out of the way, zipping like lightning to the boat. "Oww! Phosphora!"

Phosphora didn't bother to look back, as she reached the boat, standing on the poop deck as she smiled, getting a good view of the ocean, the moon shining in the water's reflecting. She stretched her arms out, smiling. "Now this is more like it! An actual event occurring!'

"HEY!" Wario growled as he emerged from the interior, kicking Phosphora in the butt. "Get off of my boat, you blonde bitch! This belongs-a to me!"

"Yeow!" Phosphora exclaimed as she rubbed her injured butt, glaring at Wario. 'How dare you, you fat selfish oaf!" She then zapped Wario with lightning, frying the fat, yellow clad man.

"Wah... ow." Wario coughed as he fell on his back, being injured. "Augh... is that all... you got...?"

"Wario, what's the commotion?" Midna asked as she stepped out, seeing Phosphora as she sighed, placing her right hand on her face. "Oh, you gotta be kidding me."

"What?" Phosphora stated as she puffed her chest, towering over Midna. "Can't a fellow female Assist Trophy get into the action for once?"

"No, especially when this was a personal date between me and my wonderfully fat hubbie?" Midna hissed as she gently rubbed her left hand on the sizzled Wario. "Don't worry, my big love... I'll get more garlic for you..."

Phosphora just smirked as she folded her arms. "And you also partake in Baneposting. Good to know." She was then punched in the stomach by an annoyed Midna, groaning in pain as she collapsed on her knees. "Owww! My tummy!"