It was a crisp morning in the bustling Super Smash Bros mansion. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a warm glow through the windows of the various rooms where the fighters resided. Zero Suit Samus, still groggy from sleep, stumbled into her quarters, rubbing her eyes as she made her way to her wardrobe.

As she reached for her sleek Metroid suit, she froze. It wasn't where she had left it. Instead, it seemed to be moving of its own accord, hovering in mid-air. Samus blinked, thinking she must still be half-asleep and imagining things. But then, to her horror, the suit began to speak.

"Good morning, Samus," it said, in a voice that sounded eerily like her own.

Samus's eyes widened in shock. She stumbled back, nearly tripping over her own feet. "Wh-what... what's going on?!" she stammered.

The suit floated closer, its visor glowing with an otherworldly light. "Don't be afraid, Samus," it said, its voice strangely soothing. "I am here to assist you." Her suit began an unexpected breakdance routine, its metallic plates gyrating and spinning in ways she didn't think were possible.

Samus's heart pounded in her chest. She had faced countless dangers in her time as a bounty hunter, but nothing quite like this. Was her suit haunted? Or was she losing her mind?

Just then, the door to her room burst open, and in rushed Sora and Pit, grinning mischievously.

"Hey, Samus! Did you see your suit this morning?" Sora exclaimed, barely able to contain his laughter.

Samus's eyes narrowed as she glared at them. "What did you two do?" she demanded, her voice dripping with annoyance.

Pit exchanged a glance with Sora before bursting into giggles. "We might have... tampered with it a little," he admitted sheepishly.

Samus's fists clenched at her sides. "Tampered with it? How? And why?"

Sora stepped forward, still grinning like a Cheshire cat. "Well, you see, we got Geno to use his powers to manipulate your suit," he explained, barely able to contain his excitement. "We thought it would be funny to see your reaction."

Samus's jaw dropped in disbelief. "You... you did what?!" she sputtered, incredulous.

Before either of them could respond, the suit spoke again, its voice now tinged with annoyance. "I am not amused by your antics, children," it said, its tone stern.

Sora and Pit exchanged a nervous glance, realizing they might have taken their prank a step too far.

Samus took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. She knew she needed to get her suit back under control before things got even more out of hand.

"Alright, that's enough," she said firmly, her voice cutting through the tension in the room. "Geno, I need you to undo whatever you did to my suit."

There was a moment of silence before Geno appeared, looking sheepish. "I'm sorry, Samus," he said apologetically. "I didn't mean for things to get out of hand."

Samus sighed, feeling a pang of sympathy for the celestial being. "It's okay, Geno," she said softly. "Just please, make it stop."

With a wave of his hand, Geno reversed the spell, and the suit floated back to its rightful place, its visor dimming as it returned to its inert state.

Samus let out a sigh of relief, feeling the tension drain from her shoulders. "Thank you," she said gratefully, giving Geno a small nod of appreciation.

Sora and Pit exchanged a guilty look, realizing they had gone too far with their prank. "We're sorry, Samus," Sora said earnestly. "We didn't mean to upset you."

Samus softened slightly, her anger dissipating as she looked at the two boys. "Just promise me you won't pull a stunt like that again," she said firmly.

Pit nodded solemnly. "We promise," he said earnestly.