8: Innocence
Looking over somebody that lacked a proper sense of morals tends to be troubling. Palutena was finding that out the hard way. She had to make sure that Mr. Game and Watch was ready to face the threats ahead, so that he may help bring down Giygas - who knows if the other Smashers were going to fight Giygas?
Unfortunately.
"No, Mr. Game and Watch." Palutena said, warm yet stern, hand on Mr. Game and Watch's shoulder as he blew his two-dimensional insecticide at a cowering centurion.
"Ahhh! I'm not a bug!" The poor centurion cried out, wings twitching as the two dimensional man continues his assault. Other centurions were present, either watching in horror or rolling on the ground, having been sprayed earlier.
"That's exactly what a bug would say! It must be working, why do you flinch so?" Mr. Game and Watch declared, ignoring the goddess' looming presence.
"You're getting it in my eyes!"
"Bugs have eyes, exactly."
"Mr. Game and Watch." With that, she simply pried the insecticide out of his hands - which then promptly disappears because only Mr. Game and Watch can properly harness two dimensional objects. "Enough."
"Miss Palutena, there are bugs flying all over your palace, and they're armed!" Mr. Game and Watch ranted madly while his victim fled. "See, some bugs suck up blood. Vampires suck up blood. See, we must eradicate these armed vampires! Kill or be killed!"
"That is not a good philosophy to have." Palutena said, wagging her finger at him.
"But they will kill us because vampires are inherently murderous! Therefore we must become murderous ourselves!" He continued to rant, rather sincerely.
Palutena felt frustrated, but she had to be patient. It's not as if he was truly evil - just truly confused. "Mr. Game and Watch, what makes my wings different from those of my centurions?" To emphasize the question, she summoned her glowing angelic wings.
Like before, Mr. Game and Watch seemed to be mystified. "Because it's glowing... and glowing things are cool and doesn't kill things!"
"...Do you know what a nuclear missile looks like?"
"Well, that smells bad and is bad, so it's the exception." He answered. "A missile also destroyed Miami and Miami is a nice place so yeah."
Palutena sighed. She was beginning to miss Pit - even he wasn't this clueless. "You certainly have an interesting way of thinking... say, what do you think of birds?"
"Oh, birds are nice!"
"Well, these centurions... are actually birds, not bugs." She lectured, trying to go along with his line of logic. "You simply have the wings all wrong."
Mr. Game and Watch rubbed his chin, thinking about it. Then he jumped in shock. "Oh my... you're right... I've been hurting birds!"
"Yes..." She nodded. "You must not hurt my bird people, okay?"
"Of course! I'm sorry, I must apologize!" Mr. Game and Watch declared. He started running toward the centurion that he was previously terrorizing (who flinched upon seeing him), shouting, "I'm sorry!"
Palutena then saw that his concept of being apologetic is tackling the person he's apologizing to and hugging them. Regardless, the goddess found herself smiling. Baby steps.