Dark Pit was laying on his stomach, writing something down on a piece of paper. After a couple minutes he picked up the paper, looked at what he wrote and grumbled. The angel crumpled up the paper and chucked it at a wastebasket, the paper bouncing off a pile of other crumpled pieces. He ripped another paper out from a notebook and rested his head in his hand in thought. Dark Pit then began writing with the pencil, only for the point to break. The angel stared at it gloomily before tossing it at the doorway. Unfortunately, Pit had chosen that precise moment to walk in, and the writing utensil hit his tunic, leaving a graphite streak behind. "Pittoooooooo!"

Dark Pit rolled onto his back and stared up at the ceiling. "Fine, sorry."

The light angel smiled slightly, glad that Dark Pit had apologized quickly. "It's alright. Er...any luck?"

At that, Dark Pit closed his eyes. Without looking, he pointed at the trash can. Pit walked over and grabbed a paper, uncrumpling it. Interview Phosphora, it read. Pit rubbed his chin, and grabbed another. Spring cleaning on-stage.

"What's so bad about most of these episode ideas?" Pit chuckled, opening some more for the fun of it.

"We don't have a budget," Dark Pit replied. The next one the light angel read was Drop various things on Pit's head from the ceiling without him watching. He made a mental note to save that one for himself. "But not all of these need a budget! You know that's not the reason."

The dark angel sat up and opened his eyes. "Yeah." He glanced down at his sandals as he thought of the progress the show had made this month. Not uploading an April Fool's episode had earned him lots of mail demanding what was going on. Not only that, overall interest seemed to be dropping. But that wasn't even the beginning. Shadmé was missing.

Shadmé was technically his boss, as much as he hated to admit it. And she was in charge of setting up the episodes on the air and on the website. She organized and helped out a lot for the twin angels, so her sudden disappearance was... unsettling. She'd been missing for weeks. Since then, he and Pit had spent their time wandering around the ground floor of the studio. They'd cross paths and talk occasionally, but there wasn't much to do.

"Come on, Pittoo! I'm sure we can think of something if we put our heads together." Pit sat down beside his doppelgänger. Dark Pit only shrugged his shoulders in response.

Pit spent the next twenty minutes rattling off ideas with his usual cheerfulness, but Dark Pit did not show any interest. Soon, Pit began to feel as low as the dark angel did. His blue eyes flicked to the window. "Well, you can just sit here. I guess. I'll do something useful-"

"For once," Dark Pit cut in, and Pit ignored him. "-and go look for Shadmé."

Sighing in resignation, Dark Pit got up. A couple stray feathers floated to the floor. They were ratty and thin. Pit pretended he didn't see anything. "Alright! No time to lose. Where do you think she'd be?"

The two angels took a trip to Palutena's Temple. It was nearby, so they didn't need to ask for the Power of Flight yet. When they walked in, some Centurions saluted Pit, who dipped his head in response. They began wandering the marble halls of the grand temple.

"Should we split up?" Pit wondered. "I mean, we'd cover more area."

"I suppose," Dark Pit agreed. Pit rubbed his hands together. "Great! You take the left, I'll go to the right. When you're done, meet back here." He didn't wait for Dark Pit's consent and ran down the right hallway. This was the place with the spare rooms and kitchen. He grinned a little as he approached, popping open the refrigerator. Upon grabbing a piece of cheese, he was stopped by a female voice.

"Pit?"

The angel whirled around to see Palutena at the doorway. "Oh...hi, Lady Palutena!"

She smiled. "Good to see you, Pit. I see your first stop is the kitchen, as always."

At this he felt his face heat up. "Er, well, actually..."

She laughed. "That's quite alright. I'm just wondering why you didn't contact me first. You usually do."

Pit stared up into her emerald-green eyes. "I'm sorry, Lady Palutena. You see, it's kind of an emergency. We can't find Shadmé." He didn't mention how long she's been missing, though.

Regardless, he expected the goddess to be mad, but her smile remained, faintly. "Oh, I'm sure she's around. She likes being with you two, you know. She wouldn't leave."

"Is she in the temple?" Pit asked. Palutena shook her head. "Unfortunately, no she isn't." A look of thought crossed her face. "Maybe you should ask Viridi."

"O-okay!" Pit took a bite of the cheese and ran out. "Thanks, Lady Palutena! That's very...GOUDA of you!"

"Sure thing, Pit!" she replied cheerfully, shaking her head at his oncoming pun. As soon as he was gone, she crossed into the balcony that allowed her to see outside. She watched the two angels hustle out of the temple, but then turned to the recording studio and stared into it.

Their trip to Viridi's domain could be summed up in a few bits of dialogue. You can probably guess who's speaking.

"What're you DOING here?!"

"Uh, l-looking for Shadmé! I swear I didn't mean to step on your rose-"

"That's a tulip, Pit! And what in the name of Skyworld would Shadmé even be doing here?!"

"I heard from Pit that Palutena said to check here."

"Well she's not! Go bother the humans or something."

Dark Pit and Pit looked down the stairs that lead to Earth. "Do we reeeeallly have to go and search for her? It's so big down there!"

The dark angel shook his head. "If you ask me, this entire thing has been a wild goose chase. I'm going back to the studio. And I might...I might have to call off the show. It's no good." Dark Pit began the trek. "B-but Pittoo...you can't just quit the show!"

"Who's going to stop me?" Dark Pit retorted. "Certainly not Shadmé."

Pit continued to stare off down the stairs. Shadmé, where are you? He shook his head and regretfully began following his doppelgänger.

Dark Pit marched up the stairs to go to the upper level of the studio for the first time in a while. On the way, he passed the one door that had a big lock on it. This time...the lock was gone. Did he really want to open that door? He patted his side to feel his Silver Bow was still there. Taking a deep breath, he backed up to get a running start to kick the door open. As soon as he started running-

"BOO!"

The door swung open, knocking Dark Pit the absolute other direction and causing him to groan. A certain black-haired angel poked her head out of the doorway. "Wow, Dark Pit. Even with the door closed, I could hear you stomping up the stairs. What's got you down, huh?"

"Shadmé?" Pit poked his head out from the bottom of the stairs. "It's you!" He quickly ran up, only to trip over some of the steps and fall over next to his doppelgänger. Shadmé just laughed. "I can't believe that I got both of you!"

"What do you mean?" Dark Pit asked, picking himself up from the floor. At this point he was seeing stars from colliding with the door and wasn't quite sure the Shadmé in front of him was real.

"I mean I set this up as an April Fool's joke! I went missing a little before the first of April, remember? You were supposed to realize I was gone and then come up the stairs. The lock was off the whole time, you know." Shadmé cocked her head. "Or...did you stay downstairs the whole time? Wallowing in your misery?"

Dark Pit just stared at her. Pit rubbed the back of his head. "Ehe...how many were in this?"

"Palutena was," Shadmé chuckled. "She was going to direct you places. And Pit, you were in it, remember? A few days before I set the plan in motion, I told you to let Dark Pit know I was missing so the prank would start. Seems that you forgot and did it anyway." Shadmé leaned against the wall. "Holy Hades, this may be the best prank ever!"

"So the Dark Pit Show isn't ending, right?" Pit confirmed. Shadmé nodded, and he sighed in relief.

Dark Pit finally came to his senses and glared at Shadmé, angry to be the target of a joke. He tackled her down the stairs, causing her to yell. Pit only laughed, grabbed some floor popcorn, and watched Dark Pit's revenge.

So hey, I'm back! This episode was the reason for my month-long disappearance. And the Dark Pit show is NOT ENDING! It's just a joke! ...Figured I should make that clear. Juuuust in case.

...What was I doing in there, you ask? I was learning the art of...role playing. I mainly RP on the site DarkSpyro, as Pit, Dark Pit or myself. And it's fun. RPing is magical in the sense you get to create an adventure from a small backstory and other people's characters, whom all interact and depend on each other to keep the RP going. You can see why I got majorly distracted.

What else...well, what Dark Pit said were the reasons for the slowness of traffic- that is, lack of interest and lack of ideas- isn't 100% true. I've gotten quite a couple reviews, which makes me happy! You guys, especially AnimeAngel who's always there to review my fics, never let me down. On the other hand: yes, I was planning to write an April Fool's episode on time. Planning. I couldn't get the idea to come together in a funny episode, and I kept editing it...and editing it...before I knew it, it was April 7th and way late. I couldn't do it. So I saved the episode concept for next year. (Hopefully it'll still be going by then!)

Okay, wow, that's a long AN. Thanks guys for having the patience to stick with me here- I'm not dead! Feathers of Light and Dark should have the next chapter up soon as well.

One last thing. I have NOT forgotten about suggestions! The next episode will actually be using one. And I don't usually reveal episodes early, but here's the deal. Every 10 episodes, I'm planning a "Ask Dark Pit!" episode where I'll have Dark Pit (and Pit!) check their mail...AKA reviews...and comment on what they find. If you have something interesting or funny to say about the show, do so! I'm probably gonna make up some fan mail as well, but I think it'd be cool to feature some of you guys.

Now it's the end. Bye till next episode. Shadmé, out!