Drake was staring in the corner of the his Red Boots Blue pants and shirt and his Silver Armour."How long has he stared at that wall?"Pit asked."Several Hours."Answered Palutena."He is really stuck on making me proud".Pit sighed in frustration."He's not your son."He said with a vein almost coming out of his head."When is he going to get that in his head."Palutean said nothing and just left the room."You can go too you know."Drake said still looking at the wall."You'll be shocked on what the son of Palutean can do."He said with a smirk."You'll see me when I'm fighting Little Mac.""Yeah right."Pit scoffed."I couldn't beat him and Palutean is more like a mother to me."Drake turned to his bag and picked up his helmet."Just know that being the son of a God and being son like to a God is then walked out of Drake's put on his helment closed his eyes and said."Please help me mom."
