The sun was setting over Skyworld, casting a warm, golden glow across the celestial realm. Viridi, the Goddess of Nature, stood at the edge of her lush sanctuary, deep in thought. Her emerald eyes watched as the rejuvenated forests and vibrant flora swayed gently in the evening breeze. It was moments like these when Viridi felt at peace, her connection with nature reaffirmed.

However, Viridi's mind was not entirely at ease. She couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration brewing within her. It was a feeling she'd been grappling with for some time now, and tonight it had come to a head. She clenched her fists, her small, childlike form trembling with emotion.

Pit, the young angel and servant of Lady Palutena, had been visiting her sanctuary more often lately. Their interactions had grown closer, and Viridi couldn't deny the fondness she felt for him. But there was a problem that gnawed at her, one that she needed to address.

"Pit," Viridi finally spoke, her voice carrying a hint of frustration. "Do you ever feel like no one takes you seriously because you look like a child?"

Pit, who had been casually lounging on a nearby tree branch, looked over at Viridi with surprise. "Well, yeah," he admitted, scratching his head. "I mean, I've been through so much, and yet people still treat me like a kid."

Viridi sighed, her shoulders slumping. "Exactly! It's infuriating. I'm the Goddess of Nature, and I have this appearance that makes me seem like a child. It's hard for others to see past that."

Pit swung his legs off the branch and hopped down to stand beside Viridi. "I get it, Viridi. But you know, by angel and god standards, we really are children."

Viridi looked at him, her eyes widening in realization. "You're right. We are. But that's not the point."

Pit grinned at her. "The point is, I like you just the way you are. I don't think of you as the Goddess of Nature most of the time. To me, you're just... Viridi. Quirks, flaws, and all."

Viridi blinked, taken aback by Pit's sincerity. "You mean that, Pit?"

Pit nodded firmly. "Absolutely. You're not just some goddess to me. You're my friend, and I value your opinions and your company. I don't care about your appearance. It's your personality and your heart that matter."

Viridi felt a warmth spreading through her chest, a feeling she couldn't quite put into words. Pit's words were touching, and they resonated with her deeply. She realized that the infatuation she'd felt for Pit wasn't just some silly crush; it was something more profound.

"Pit," Viridi began, her voice softer now, "I think I've been looking at this the wrong way. I've been so focused on proving myself as a goddess that I forgot to be myself. But with you, I don't have to prove anything."

Pit smiled warmly at her. "That's the spirit, Viridi. We can be ourselves around each other, and that's what makes our friendship so special."

Viridi's eyes glistened with gratitude as she reached out and hugged Pit. It was a gesture she had never imagined herself making, but it felt right. "Thank you, Pit," she whispered.

Pit returned the hug, his wings gently wrapping around Viridi. "Anytime, Viridi. Friends stick together, no matter what."

As they stood there, embraced in friendship, the sun dipped below the horizon, casting the world in shadows. But in that moment, Viridi and Pit felt a warmth that no sunset could ever match. They were not just gods and angels; they were kindred spirits, equals in each other's eyes, and that was enough to brighten even the darkest of skies in their hearts.