By the time Pit and Dark Pit had gotten their fainted friend to an infirmary, he seemed to be recovering slightly. But he still looked incredibly ill from the robot.

"Hm..." Dr. Mario said while looking Ness over. He had recently hired an aide to help out when there was more than one patient at a time, and she did her job really well. "Pale complexion, high fever...these symptoms seem to indicate..."

"The Blorbs?" asked Dr. Mario's aide, remembering something Peach had once told her about. Dr. Mario shook his head uneasily and replied that somehow Ness had caught Chaos Pox.

"Not again," Pit muttered under his breath. Then he recognized something. "Wait- how can Ness get Chaos Pox if the Chaos Kin is gone for good?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out," the aide explained, writing some very complicated diagrams on Dr. Mario's whiteboard. "Lessee here...Ness first got Chaos Pox during the Chaos Kin incident here in the World of Trophies, then started getting it off and on after he was turned to stone by said Chaos Kin. If he got the Chaos Pox now, it would imply that the robot he was trapped in was built by the Chaos Kin or something else in its army!" She ended her diagrams with the robot that trapped Ness inside of it. "Aha! I understand everything now!"

"I...don't," Pit said uneasily. "What's going on here?"

The aide explained in shorter terms, "Ness has an allergy to the Chaos Kin's ashes. There must've been some ashes in that powder that knocked Ness out initially."

Dr. Mario took the fainted psychic from Pit's arms and set him down on a testing table. "Well, she may be right about that, but I'm going to test Ness for any other major symptoms. He should be ready for battle by tomorrow morning," he explained. "So why don't you two get some sleep and come back around 8-ish tomorrow?"

Pit and Dark Pit talked it over vaguely and decided it'd just be best for Dr. Mario to help the psychic out. After all, he did show everyone he could heal an injured smasher within the span of 24 hours. So the two angels left the health are office.

Meanwhile, Dr. Mario's aide was pacing back and forth in the health care office, nervously biting her lip. "Dr. Mario, I'm really nervous," she confessed, turning paler than Professor E. Gadd's snow white hair. "The only reason I got to be your aide is because I said I was a smasher, but everyone knows that's not true. So-so-"

Dr. Mario cut her off. "Kae, there's no need to worry," he tried to reassure her. He stole a glance in Kaelynne's direction, and certainty filled his sapphire blue eyes. "Look, w-why don't you take the rest of the day off? You certainly need it more than I do; you're a lot more tense!"

Kaelynne thought about what her mentor had said. "W-well, maybe a good night's sleep could do me some good," she stammered uneasily.

Dr. Mario nodded. "That's what I mean! You've been helping smashers off and on for a solid week without at least eight hours of sleep. You need to rest and get your mind off all this."

Kaelynne grabbed her backpack from the closet doorknob and nodded. Her bright brown eyes were almost literally filled with stars. "You're right," she said confidently. "Thanks, Dr. Mario!"

"Anytime," was the reply of Mario's clone. Then he looked back down at his patient. 'While I don't mind having Kaelynne as an aide, and helping her calm down was important, it still distracted me from Ness' illness. I need to start paying more attention to my patients and less to things like that.'

With that thought, Dr. Mario set to work.