A few weeks earlier...
Dark Pit was pacing back and forth in front of a calendar. Pit rushed into the room. "Are we filming today, Pittoo?" he chirped excitedly.
"No," Dark Pit grunted, to the other angel's disappointment. "I was just thinking...October stared recently."
Pit tilted his head as he thought. Then his eyes lit up. "October! That's the time of year for apple cider, candy, and also when we watch trees turn beautiful colors as they die!"
Dark Pit raised an eyebrow. "Sure. You remember what happens the last day of the month?"
"HALLOWEEN!" Pit burst out. "Of course!" The angel was whipped up into an unstoppable frenzy of excitement. "Ah! We should get Shadmé and dress up and go Trick or Treating and candy and candy and candy, and we could do it for the show!"
Dark Pit rubbed his hands over his face, that being the entire reason he'd brought up the subject. (That is, filming it for the show. Not necessarily all the candy.) "Yes. I'm telling you now so you can go and make a costume. Depending on what you make, it could take all month."
"Don't you mean what WE make?" Pit asked.
The dark angel shrugged. "I don't know. I don't usually participate in such childish endeavors-"
"Pleeeeaaaaasssseeeee?" Pit begged. "It'll be fun! I bet you'll think of something awesome!"
"Fine!" Dark Pit relented. "I'll make a costume. Tell Shadmé to think about an idea, too."
And now it was afternoon, a few weeks later- well, you probably already made that conclusion, due to the fact this takes place today, and not a few weeks ago. Gee, I say "few weeks" a lot!
Ahem. Anyhow. The angels were decorating the stage in oranges and blacks.
"Pumpkins aren't scary," Shadmé frowned, staring at one that they'd set up and carved. "Halloween's supposed to be scary."
"Not necessarily," Dark Pit replied. "It was a festival, a long time ago, for humans to appease evil spirits. They apparently wore masks and did crazy stuff to mimic them."
"Seems accurate," Pit commented, pointing to a pumpkin with an eye carved in it. "Looks like your typical Underworld Monoeye."
"Explain that," Shadmé snorted, eyeing a pumpkin with a goofy face. The other angels shrugged and continued working.
"You guys understand the schedule?" Dark Pit affirmed. "We're going to go out tonight Trick or Treating, then come back and light up these Jack O' Lanterns-"
"Fiiiiiire," Shadmé murmured.
"Yeah, yeah. Fire is destructive and dangerous and blah. Just like you. Moving on! Once we're back, we can eat the candy or whatever."
Pit nodded vigorously. "Yay! Can I go get changed into my costume now?"
Dark Pit folded his arms across his chest. "I'm not your mom. You can do whatever the heck you want."
"I don't have a mom," Pit sniffled.
"Pit...I am your mother," Shadmé joked.
"Nooooooooo!" Pit yelled, falling onto his knees and staring upward dramatically.
"Commercial break! Now go get your stuff," the dark show host snorted.
And with that, the light angel scrambled to his feet and took off. Shadmé shrugged and followed, deciding to grab hers as well.
"Let'sa go!" Pit called from the top of the stairs. He was the first to her his costume done. He ran down the stairs excitedly, then looked around as he realized he was the only one done. Pit removed his red hat and scratched his head. "Where is everyone?"
He got his answer a few moments later when Dark Pit appeared. The dark angel was wearing a pure black sweatshirt with navy pants, a change from his usual tunic. He also had the hoodie up, which donned a set of ears. Another change was that there was a thin black cloth over the wings, making them look more spiked.
"A bat!" Pit put it together. Dark Pit rolled his eyes. "And you're Mario."
"Yahoo!" Pit chirped, doing a Mario-style bounce.
Every detail was perfect, from the overalls to the gloves to the hat. He even had a…
"Pit...the moustache. It looks strange on you."
Pit shied away from his doppelgänger. "No! I love my moustache. It makes me look manly!"
Dark Pit tossed a plastic pumpkin at his face. "For your candy."
After a while, Shadmé arrived. She was unrecognizable under the armor she was wearing. In fact, the others didn't realize it was her until she took off the helmet.
"I'm Dark Lord Gaol!" she explained.
"No duh...and it almost gave me a heart attack," Dark Pit sighed. Shadmé tapped a shoulder with her knuckle. "Plastic replicas. Don't worry, it'll be fine."
"Alright! Let's get this show on the road," Dark Pit announced. Pit bounced outside, then shivered. "Pittoo! It's cold!"
"It's October, dork," Dark Pit responded. Shadmé left next. To the show host's surprise, the armor wasn't clunky at all- it didn't cover her joints so Shadmé could walk comfortably.
Soon, they'd made their way down to the decorated Angel Land. The huts of centurions were wrapped up with orange, black and purple streamers, smiling pumpkins at the doorsteps.
"Where first?" Pit asked, glancing around in wonder. It wasn't quite so late, and the sky was a deep blue- not quite indigo, but dark all the same. Trees, silhouetted against the sky, were like skeleton arms stretching for the sun, which was retreating beyond the horizon.
Shadmé pointed down the street to a hut, and the three walked together.
"I'm so excited!" Pit was saying. "The one night of the year where the residents hand out FREE CANDY! Do you know how exciting that is?!"
"Is there such thing as a sugar hangover?" Dark Pit wondered. "If so, I think you're totally gonna get one."
Shadmé still was silent. It was very unlike her...unless she was going to prank them. She was known for doing that. Dark Pit made a mental note to keep an eye out for anything suspicious she might pull.
"Trick or Treat!" Pit held up his plastic pumpkin as they approached the door, and the Centurion there chuckled. "Hey, Pit! Wouldnt'a recognized you if not for your wings."
His white wings fluttered behind him. "Uh, heh, yeah. They're kind of hard to hide."
"No problem," the Centurion shrugged. He held out candy. "Your friends, too?"
Dark Pit and Shadmé held out their pumpkins and took what the Centurion offered. "Good night!" he called before the three left.
"One down, many to go!" Pit cheered. "Hey, maybe I should get more in-character. THEN they won't know it's me!" He cleared his throat, then took on Mario's Italian speech. "Now, let'sa go get the candy! Wahoo!"
"This is gonna get annoying, fast," Dark Pit grumbled. Shadmé shrugged and followed him.
The Trick or Treaters crossed many houses within a few hours. But it was a little while after that Dark Pit noticed something...
"Shadmé. Yo. You alive in there?" He stopped, spun and faced his female comrade. Pit, who was far ahead, turned to them expectantly. "What'sa keeping you up?"
"Shut it," the dark angel growled. He waved a hand in front of Shadmé's face. She didn't flinch.
Pit came up to the two. "You guys okay?"
Shadmé mumbled something under her breath.
"What?" Dark Pit hissed. "Speak up!"
"Luos ruoy emusnoc lliw I," she said, then lashed a clawed hand out at Dark Pit. "Daor siht no wolf lliw doolb ruoy..."
Dark Pit ducked and kicked at her legs, trying to force her to tumble. "What the heck is wrong with you?!"
Due to the armor, it merely caused Shadmé to stagger back. Her palm glowed with dark energy, then she launched it at him. Dark Pit dodged around it again and growled. "Where's my Staff when I need it? Pit, weapons?"
"Ah, uh..." He was shuffling through his pockets quickly, before his face lit up. "A-ha!" He pulled out a plunger. "Yeah!"
Dark Pit was going toe to toe with Shadmé, and the distraction caused him to get slugged in the face. "Pit, you idiot! A weapon!"
"I know!" he replied. He then proceeded to throw the plunger at Shadmé, and it got stuck to her left arm. She paused, trying to take it off, and that was when Dark Pit tackled her down. Armor pieces went flying everywhere, including the helmet.
Shadmé was unconscious.
Pit ran over, triumphant. "See! Told you my plunger- oh." His face quickly seemed to drain of color.
"What?" Dark Pit snapped.
"Dark Lord...no way!" He kneeled down beside her and picked up the helmet. The only piece of the costume that was not a plastic replica. That is...the helmet belonging to the real armor.
"She must've snuck somewhere and got it," Pit realized. "And the helmet still had dark energy..."
Dark Pit nodded, beginning to understand. "It was laying dormant in the helmet. And I guess because of Halloween it was extra powerful? Or something. Either way, we should probably get back." He glared at the helmet, then picked it up. "Come on. Let's be responsible with this." He picked up broken armor pieces, while Pit hefted Shadmé over his shoulders. The angels trooped back to the studio.
Later...
"Hmm? What happened?" Shadmé yawned and blinked herself awake, a bright Jack O' Lantern in front of her face. "Ow. That's bright."
Dark Pit huffed at her. She blushed sheepishly- he did not look amused. And the shadows from the lighting made it look even more eerie. "Hey, everything alright? I kind of fell asleep or something before we left...did I miss Trick or Treat?"
"Where'd you get the helmet?" He cut to the chase. At that, Shadmé ducked her head. "Um, well, Gaol wasn't using it so I kind of snuck in and..."
Dark Pit nodded, like he had everything he needed to know. "I suppose strange things do happen on Halloween night," he mused. Shadmé, of course, was confused out of her mind. And she was about to be confused further. For she had never seen Pit on a sugar-crazed frenzy.
"WHEEEEEEE! Ahahaha, it's so BEAUTIFUL! Pittoo, the bright things- they're everywhere! AAAHH, it almost touched m- oh, just a lightning bug!"
"Pit, what's a lightning bug doing-"
Dark Pit and Shadmé watched, utterly baffled, as Pit ran around the stage. The so called "lightning bugs" were just Jack O' Lanterns.
Pit continued to spout nonsense before running back to the candy supply.
"Pit, hold on a second!" Dark Pit shouted at him. "i think you're going crazy. Seriously- you know our connection? You're ingesting so much sugar that I think I'm getting a bit light-headed!"
"Pittoo, have you ever had these sugar lollipop things?" Pit rambled. "They taste like magical rainbows- ooh, fire! It's so majestic!" There was a lapse as Pit stared at a 'lightning bug.'
"Um, so Pittoo, there are these candies that look like worms and they're glowy and they're pretty and they're sour but also sweet-"
"Here we go," Dark Pit sighed, leaning back against the wall. "And that's what Halloween's all about."
Happy Halloween!
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Also, news: Smash Bros. episode will be in November! There's another special episode that will happen around that time, too.
Finally, Dark Pit will have you guys on the show! As long as I have a bit of information about you (info on your profile is fine, as long as it has a bit about your personality), we'll go for it. I won't do them often, since I don't know if everyone likes episodes like that, but they will come around.
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