Viridi was surprised at a sudden visit from the Goddess of Light and her guard captain.

"I don't wish to come off as rude, but what are you doing here?"

Palutena smiled inwardly as she breathed out a lie to the Goddess of Nature.

"We have come to discuss battle tactics, we need to destroy whats left of the Underworld Forces."

Viridi reluctantly agreed, heading towards the temple to discuss how exactly they were going to slaughter the Underworld Forces. Palutena set the first gear in motion.

"Where's the angel that lives here?"

Viridi answered her question, unaware if Palutena's secret plan.

"He's in the shower. He got really dirty after he tackled a sand serpent. I literally mean tackled, like as in he ran up to it and threw it to the ground. Not she sharpest sword in the armory, but he gets the job done. Not unlike your little lapdog."

Thankfully, Pit was nowhere near the two goddesses when the verbal jab at him was thrown. No, he was far to busy putting the second gear in motion. Palutena had set up a prank that would embarass the living hell out of the warrior and his goddess, and Pit was setting it up while Palutena distracted Viridi. Pit stealthily sneaked into the bathroom and took Sequoia's change of clothes, left the notes and warped behind Viridi's throne to place the change of clothes on the ground behind it. Now they just had to wait.

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Sequoia came out of the shower to find a note instead of his leafy toga. Where were his clothes? He had a bad feeling about this.

Shit.

He walked over to the note and hesitantly lifted it to eye level as he read it.

You will find your clothes behind Viridi's throne, as well as your armor, weapons, and the clothes formerly in your closet.-Pit.

Sequoia let the information sink in.

Fuck. That means I have to walk...In front of... Pit will die for this.

Sequoia tried one last idea.

"Mistress Viridi, close your eyes."

Viridi was about to ask why when the stark naked figure of Sequoia, hiding his waist with his wings, came around the corner. Palutena and Pit burst into fits of laughter as he came. Viridi just stared at him, failing to hold back a nosebleed. Sequoia rushed to his armor, donning it and his Viridi claws , then sprinting at Pit and stabbing him repeatedly in the stomach. Viridi, however, began to chew out Palutena.

"WHAT THE HELL PALUTENA?! WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU DO THAT I MEAN..."

Viridi went on like this for about an hour before Palutena had to get Pit medical attention due to blood loss. Once they left, nobody said anything for a solid half-hour till Viridi broke the silence by teasing Sequoia.

"Nice abs."

Sequoia flushed so red it was a miracle he wasn't on fire.

"Shut up..."

Viridi giggled, determined to make him blush even harder.

"What? All I am saying is you have a stunning six-pack."

Sequoia's cheeks grew into a deep crimson color, much to Viridi's pleasure.

"Why are you embarrassed? All I'm saying is-OOMPH!"

Sequoia cut her off by pulling her into a kiss, this time gently biting her lip then meeting her tongue with his. She returned the kiss then retracted after a few minutes. Sequoia stared at her for a few moments before he broke the silence.

"You gonna stop teasing me now?"

Viridi quickly answered, cheeks ablaze.

"Yep."

Sequoia stood up and began to gather his clothes and weapons when Viridi offered to help. They each took a pile of the clothes and weapons to his room, stuffing them all into his closet. Sequoia got up and began to head towards the door, needing some get some fresh air.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?"

Sequoia turned around to Viridi, who happened to be grinning mischievously as she walked towards him. Sequoia gulped at his sudden predicament.

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The Bumpety bomb rolled around the palace. It was dreadfully bored and was looking for its commander. The small, cutely named creature wondered if the commander had any new training regimens or really anything it could do. It rolled over to its commander's room, with the name Sequoia beautifully etched into its surface. The bumpety bomb didn't have arms, so it rolled through the small flap that resembled a large doggy-door made purely for the armless creatures. The bomb immediately regretted coming into the room as he found Viridi and Sequoia engaged in a fierce lip lock. The bumpety bomb barely had enough time to move before the shot catapulted him back through the doggy-door. It rolled away frightened as it decided to go find Cragalanche instead, he'd come back later.