Palutena's Tips! Midnight Edition

"Hm hm... Pit. Have you been watching what your fellow Smashers are getting up to? You might be surprised!"

A heavenly but extremely loud voice roused Pit from his sleep. The brown-haired young angel pulled himself up from his bed, rubbing his eyes with both fists and a groggy expression. Palutena might me an omnipotent diety who could fly un her sleep, but not everyone was so lucky. For some people- like Pit- the whole experience of a Smash tournament was exhausting. "Lady Palutena, is something going on?" Pit asked.

"Oh, well... it's a little naughty," the green-haired goddess warned/teased him, teleporting in next to his bedside with a warm smile on her face. It was the kind of joking expresson that didn't make her look like a graceful goddess, but rather, a friend sharing a prank. "You wouldn't be interested."

"Ahem, uh, I think if someone's doing something bad, it's my duty as an angel to know what they're up to!" Pit responded, suddenly wide awake. This wouldn't be the first time she had teased him with the promise of something sexy, only to laugh at him in the end.

"This is a special midnight edition of Palutena's tips! Tee hee☆" she giggled, then winked, forming a V with her fingers.

In spite of himself, Pit could already feel himself getting hard... well, he was that way about half the time with Palutena around. It probably wasn't a healthy way for a young man such as himself to be living. A young man who, as an angel, was certainly older than 18 years old, it must be said.

"Excited? Well, I just saw the most fascinating couple of matches... it seems the ladies just can't keep their clothes on! Boo hoo..." Palutena chuckled. "Do you think you're dreaming right now? Because I'm serious. As a goddess, I know divine intervention when I see it. Someone, or some group of someones, wants these girls naked. I mean, I saw Samus trip on a banana peel and slide out of her armor into her zero suit. It's that bad."

"Y-yeah, bad..." Pit remarked, taking the time to look the goddess over. The sky was dark amongst the clouds, where Pit slept, but Palutena was shining like a womanly night light. Her white dress, hemmed with red and adorned with golden jewelry, was, as the humans might say, "bonerific." Her leaf green hair... her coquettish smile... her unprompted pole dances... even her smell drove Pit up the wall. "Say, Lady Palutena... Thanks for the tip, but are you still okay to be here? Aren't you worried you'll be embarrassed in your next battle?"

"Pit..." Palutena smiled, looking as though she was chastising a child. "My counter is divine; that is to say, perfect. It's not possible for me to make a mistake..."

Pit cupped his chin with one hand and looked towards the stars for a moment... wondering how he could help his goddess.