"Alright!"
Zelda dropped the folders onto the table. Red picked up Pit's document but dropped it (while struggling to keep it up) and let all of the papers inside the folder fly all over the kitchen.
Marth face palmed again and Zelda sweated, "seriously, you guys are hopeless."
Red was picking up the papers while Link helped pick up. While doing so Red stumbled across the profile picture of Pit for his school ID.
His eye... He remembered everything clearly. How Pit hid his red eye, the dagger in the violin. After that Pit didn't come back, Red checked through the window, no one. He came back to the dorm later then the rest.
"Is something wrong?" Zelda asked. Red jolted and accidentally ripped the picture a bit.
"Red, you're so hopeless," Marth said. "H-hey Ike is hopeless too!" Red tried to defend himself.
"But you're the most hopeless out of us all," Ike added.
"Thanks for being my pretend attorney," Red said. "Hey, I'm no Ace."
Link tapped on the Marth's shoulder. "Hm?" Link showed Marth Pit's DNA test. "Oh, hold on." Marth went through Samus' folder and took out her DNA test. "That''s weird."
"Is something wrong?" Zelda and Red walked over to see while Ike came over to see while resting his arm on Marth's head. "Their blood types are different."
"Then Pit's adopted, right?" Red asked. Zelda picked up the rest of the papers from Pit's folder. "There's no adoption papers though."
"Well, we can't exactly say he's adopted without more evidence, do you know anything else Red? You're with him most of the time," Marth said. They all intensely stared at Red.
"U-um! Nope! Nothing!" Red said, but something in the back of his head was nagging at Red.
"What about you Zelda?" "Hm, oh! When Popo got hurt which nurse was in there?" "I think her name was Paula something..." "That's weird, she said she didn't remember the incident."
"Then, she has something to do with this whole mess to." "Ah, every time we uncover something more questions keep popping up!" Red threw up his arm in frustration.
Red and Pit sat quietly on a bench far from where everyone else were.
So much for lunch.
Red noticed another bandage on his cheek. "Uh, your cheek..." he pointed over.
Pit noticed the question but looked away. "I can't answer that, try a different question."
"Then, why do you keep your eye covered?" Pit looked back at Red. "I mean, mismatched colored eyes aren't that bad right?" He tried pushing Pit's hair so he could see the red eye, which he did by a bit, but Pit slapped his hand off.
"You won't understand," Pit brought his legs up and curled up. "Why, why do you lie to me then?" Red stood up, "those wounds aren't from you being clumsy but it's someone doing this on purpose, am I right?!"
Pit muffled something but Red couldn't hear. "What?" "Stop... just stop..." "Pit...?" "STOP RED! JUST STOP!" Pit started to burst into tears.
"Pit..." "Neh, Red, have you ever heard the saying "curiosity kills the cat"? It's true, stop trying to figure out more of my background," Pit buried his face.
"If there's seriously a problem then I'll help yo-" "please don't." Red jolted at his response. "Can you listen to what I just said? For my sake, onee-chan's sake, your sake, and everyone else's?"
Red stood there looking down at Pit. "Alright."