Palutena plays it safe and focuses on Kirby

King Dedede had a rocket in his hammer, a pocket full of spiky Gordos, and weighed about fifty Kirbies by Palutena's estimation. That was a bad situation waiting to happen. Palutena smiled cordially, pointing her ally towards King Dedede. It wasn't exactly Metaknight's modus operandi to attack Dedede when there was Kirby to fight, but he evidently was willing to do it. "Thank you~" the goddess cooed, clasping two hands together at her cheek and nodding encouragingly.

Kirby, as if he'd been part of the plan too, waddled adorably up the lane, past Whispy Woods, towards her. Palutena found herself instantly smitten. "Oooh... I can't fight Kirby! Look at his widdle feet!" she thought out loud, just out of the audible range of her ally, who'd taken flight a moment ago. He would probably have some protest if he heard her strategy devolve into baby-talk so quickly. The pink fighter smiled up at her and waved his arms, as if returning the sentiment. "Dooooh! Cutie~"

She watched as an apple ominously fell from the tree branches overhead... then another... then swarms of leaves began to come at her. Her dress flapped in the wind and her green hair, the same color as the leaves, billowed. Wispy Woods always had a beef with Kirby; it seemed that extended to Palutena too now. "Oh, great! You know, I know a tree-obsessed Goddess who you'd get along with a lot better. Maybe I'll introduce you some time," she joked, preparing to dodge apples like some sort of old-fashioned mini-game.

Dodging apples was one thing... but the wind was another thing entirely. Staying rooted on the ground was difficult and flying would just make it that much worse. "Ha! I'm no push-over... I'm a diety! I guide the winds; they don't guide me!" she boasted, giving the tree a **** glare as she held her rod outward, her dress flapping more and more in the wind as the tree pursed its barky lips and blew harder and harder, rising to the challenge. More wind! More apples!

... Too many apples! Palutena found herself with an arm-full of them, then turned and raised her reflector to stop the onslaught from that direction. "Geez, Wispy! You really don't know how to treat a guest!" she complained.

Kirby hungrily stared at the bunch of apples...