Angel stood up, wobbling a bit. She looked around at the new town. It was obviously nighttime. She looked up at the stars. "We're not in Skyworld anymore…" Angel said, trailing off.

"Yeah, no SHIT Sherlock." Dark Angel mumbled.

Angel glared at her alter-ego as she looked around some more. She looked up at the building they had landed in front of and saw it was huge. She went up to knock on the door, but then decided against it in case they were were sleeping. She sat down on the steps and put her head into her hands. "Dammit…" She whispered, wishing Dark Pit was there to comfort her. A tear had slipped down her cheek without her noticing.

Dark Angel stood there for a moment, staring at the girl on the steps. "It's going to be okay…" She said, playing with her fingernails. "We'll figure out some way to get you back to your boyfriend."

Angel looked up, confused. "I don't have a-" She realized that she meant Dark Pit and blushed heavily. "He's not my boyfriend!"

"Well you two act like you're dating." The alter-ego shrugged.

"Doesn't mean we are…" The original said, putting her head back into her lap. "I just want to get back to him…"

Dark Pit sat on Angel's bed. He was being completely useless, despite how much he wanted to be of use. He wanted to find Angel, to make sure she's okay. Palutena kept checking in on him every once in a while to make sure he's okay.

"Get some sleep. You can sleep in Angel's room if you want." Palutena said eventually.

Dark Pit nodded and curled up onto the bed, pulling the covers around her. He breathed in deeply and smiled, loving how everything smelled of his Angel. Why do I keep thinking of her as 'mine?' He thought to himself. She's not mine yet… He didn't even realize he had added the 'yet.'