It was easy moving as always, Palutena was off preparing lunch for the crew, Villager was sharpening his axe as he likes to do from time to time and Meta Knight was piloting the ship will reading the online newspaper. The room had been silent.

"My god." Meta Knight slowly lowered his reading glasses and the paper with it. Villager looked up quickly expecting some large space animal next to the ship.

"What's up MK?" Palutena walked over to Meta Knight who didn't respond, he simply shriveled up in his chair.

"Hey Meta Knight what's the mat-" Palutena looked down to see he tears swelled up in his eyes, the knight stared off into the distance, flabbergasted as to what he just read. Palutena picked up the paper he was reading.

"To Villager, Palutena, and Meta Knight, it is with a heavy heart I inform you that Satoru Iwata has passed away. The funeral service was held this morning, I'm sorry you had to hear it from me. Best wishes team! –Sincerely Master Hand."

The team was stunned, what seemed like an hour of silence captured the room. Palutena then began crying. But, it wasn't light tears, it slowly became an ugly sob and before long Villager started whimpering in his chair.
"We have to do something…" Meta Knight said grabbing the paper from Palutena.

"DAMNIT ALL!" He yelled. "Why must good men die, why him?!" Meta Knight broke, along with Palutena, into ugly tears. Villager was speechless and he didn't know how to comfort his friends.

"I have an idea…" Villager silently said to them. He picked up the paint brush that had been lying on the ground this whole time.
"Take us where we need to be." Villager lifted the paintbrush and pushed on the main button attached to the brush itself. Paint gushed from the device and engulfed the three in a liquid ooze. When the ooze dissolved, the three stood on a large, open field, the sun was just setting and a rainbow could be seen in the distance. Palutena looked down at her feet to see a stone, etched on it read: 'In loving memory of Satoru Iwata. You're memory will live on forever in infamy with the family you created.'

Palutena crouched down and began to meddle with a chain around her neck, tears flowing as much as back when they were on the ship. Meta Knight too, crouched down and loosed the harness on his cape. No words were said. On the tombstone Palutena placed her golden necklace, Meta Knight put his cape behind the gravestone, and Villager planted a tree, a perfect apple tree at that in his honor. When the tears dried up and the sniffles stopped, both MK and Palutena looked over at Villager and gave a simple nod of the head. As the button was released, the team warped back onto the ship, after a moment of silence, they went their separate ways throughout the ship, always remembering the man who brought him into this world and the man who made it his passion to keep them there.

Fin

Author's note: Well I cried through most of that so sorry if some of the wording was off but truly thank you Satoru Iwata, you are the reason a lot of us can do what we love doing today and that's thanks to you!