She keeps the box on her head

Palutena had nothing left that would be useful for preserving her dignity: not a scrap of clothing, nor her scepter, nor her shield. The box was barely big enough to cover her head. What could she do?

As if the timer had run out, Pit flew down, wearing a stiff frown and red across his nose and ears. "I've come to rescue you!"

"P-Pit..." the goddess whimpered, holding her sensitive areas tightly with her slender hands, barely covering what needed to be covered.

"Oh, you know me? Wow... I thought you were a stranger I was meeting for the first time!"

That reaction seemed odd... finally, Palutena put it together. Pit didn't know it was her! She could get out of this okay after all... no. To really drive it home, she needed to act totally out of character. "Yes, I suppose you might call me 'strange!' I'm the perverted streaker, Mystery Box!" she laughed in a deep, hopefully masked voice, now placing her hands on her hips boldly. She saw Pit's eyes shoot downward and felt herself becoming as red as a beet beneath the box. "Thank you for coming to my aid, but it's time I made my mysterious exit!"

She turned, showing the other side and flashing a peace sign over her bare ass, then diving onto a nearby warp star. With that, she could fly back to the clouds. The hapless, now-wingless angel watched after her, dumbfounded.

The next morning, Palutena tried to relax with Pit, eager to put the embarrassing event behind her... she was down another outfit-

Outfit count: (⁵/8)

-but at least he hadn't caught her naked this time. Maybe he had heard of her exploits, though? He seemed a bit on edge. Perhaps it was just the sight of her nude silhouette behind her gold, folding curtain as she picked her next outfit. "What's the matter, Pit? Can I get you anything? Ice cream? A box of cookies?"

"A-A box... huh..."

"Oh? Oh! You must have heard about that masked pervert, Mystery Box. First all these unfortunate accidents and now a nudist in our midst! My my... no sense of decency these days," Palutena chuckled, then began whistling idly, feeling like teasing her champion a bit.

"Palutena..."

"She wears just a box on her head, right, and nothing else? I'll bet she's pretty hot otherwise, though. Pretty white skin, nice boobs, a hot butt... he he," she continued, peeking her face out to smile at her protege. "You're having naughty thoughts about that flasher, aren't you, Pit? That's so lewd! You bad boy! ♡"

"I was uh... going to tell you... I think there's probably only one person in Smash Brothers that has green pubic hair..."

Palutena felt her smile freeze on her face as she fell forward, holding onto the curtain. For a moment, her naked body was revealed, before she managed to grab up the curtain, holding it diagonally to cover herself. "Piiiit...! You forgot the fighter pass, didn't you? That was Byleth! Byleth is the masked pervert with the green pubic hair!"

"I'm uh... I- I'm saying it was groomed so it was shaped like two unfolded wings, soooo..."

"Wow! Sounds like that Byleth is a huge pervert! Ha ha! Ha ha ha haaaauaaaah!" the goddess cried falling to her knees with the curtain and sobbing. "Get out, Pit! Just get out!"

"A-are you okay?!"

"I'm just super sad for all her students cause she's such a pervert! Gooo, get out of here!" she shouted, raising her scepter to release a bevy of fireballs until Pit flew the coup.