Yay Thanksgiving update! I am feeling sick due to my excessive consumption of delicious cooked birds and pie! So be happy that I wrote this!

"I've never really noticed this garden before," Marth said. "Just the temple, and the stage, and the clouds."

The garden was a small plot of land that floated in midair. Pit's house was in the center. Behind it were the steps leading up to the back door of the temple. The temple was surrounded by a large, circular stone pedestal, on which there were some statues of Palutena, Angel Land's Goddess of Light. The garden itself was beautiful, with glittering crystal fountains, huge trees bearing luscious and exotic fruits, and an all-around cornucopia of colors.

"It's beautiful!" Pia said breathlessly.

"Wow. This place is beautiful!" Marth walked around, inspecting the trees and bushes. "Hey... Pit, are those—are those diamonds growing on those bushes? And—and is that—jade? Jade and diamond bushes?"

Pit shrugged. "Yeah, it's what grows in the real Skyworld. These are worse quality than those, though."

"Worse quality? Pit, diamonds do not grow on bushes!"

"They do in Skyworld."

"And look at these fruits!" Marth exclaimed. "I've never seen anything like them!" Marth reached out his hand to pick one, then hesitated, his hand hovering. "Can I take one?"

"I'm not sure..." Pit said nervously. "No one except for me's ever been up here... all I'm sure about's that you can't have ambrosia or nectar."

"Is this either of those?" Marth picked a firm, gold-colored, triangle-shaped fruit.

"No... you know, I'll bet you can have anything in here 'cept for the laurel fruits... and the ambrosia and nectar, of course."

"What are the laurel fruits?" Marth asked while examining the golden fruit.

"The fruit on the laurel trees, smart one." Pia rolled her eyes at Marth. "These are the laurel trees—the ones with gold leaves."

"Oh, I get it," Marth reasoned. "Your laurel crown comes from these trees, right, Pit?"

Pit nodded. "Pia, you can sleep in my house, all right?"

"Yeah, sure. But I don't sleep much, you know..."

"Shhhh!" Marth said suddenly. "Hear that?" A faint gonging sounded, and Pit was reminded of 6:00 that morning.

"Oh, it's just the Common Clock. It's 9:30." Pit checked his watch.

"So, can I eat this?" Marth tossed the fruit from hand to hand.

"Yeah. But don't blame me if you break out in hives or something..."

Marth took a bite. "Mmmmm! This is... this is... unbelievable! Delicious! What's it called?"

"Shlosha. Isn't it good?"

"Yeah! Cinnamon... chocolate... a hint of vanilla..."

Pit nodded. "Yeah, that one happened to have flavors you recognize." He picked an electric-blue, shapeless, squashed-looking fruit. "Try this one." He tossed it to Marth.

Marth took a bite. "Hmmm... tangy, juicy... pineapple? No... no... what's it called?"

"Sullia."

"Nectarine? Tangerine? Pear? Peach? Plum? Aaargh!" Marth shook his head. "I've never tasted anything like it!"

"See? It doesn't taste like anything... it tastes like sullia!"

"Well, no duh..."

"Okay, I'm all set, Pit!" Pia poked her head out of the house.

"Okay, good!" Pit said. "Let's go back down."

Back in Common Square, Pit wrapped up his explanation.

"Well, that's about it. Unless you'd like to see the other people's homes. The rest is just from the game... only, it's real-life stuff," Pit said.

"I like it here... it looks like you never get bored," Pia said.

"You never do, really," Marth said.

"Hey, you guys," Pia asked. "How does the Brawl system work? Do you, like, actually get hurt, and stuff?"

"No, you don't get hurt," Pit explained. "It's kind of like a virtual reality simulator. You go into the Brawling Chamber with one to three other brawlers, select the stage, and you're warped there... although then you can only use your game moves. And... yeah. That's how you brawl here. If you want to live in one of the stages that's a brawl stage, then they're made in a different version in the Subspace Emisssary stages and homes, like Skyworld. If you just want to go to a normal brawl stage and not brawl, then you just don't go into the Chamber."

"Wow, that's not confusing at all." Pia rolled her eyes and smiled. "No, seriously. I get it."

"So, how about we teach you how to brawl?" Marth asked innocently. "Us veterans know how to go easy on fresh meat..."

Pia jumped up and smiled. "Get ready to fail! Epically!"

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