Lucky Ones~2

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"It feels like all of our friends are lost,
Nobody's found,

found,

found."

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January 17, 2018

"Alright buddy, you ready?"

"Sure am!"

Pit hopped into the passengers seat. After a few seconds, Lucina climbed into the drivers seat, starting the car not too soon after. She glanced over at Pit with a light smile, one that rarely ever appears. Pit smiled in return.

Today they were gonna meet a student that was to transfer to SSB near the end of this school year. Master Hand chose those two to be the students 'guides'. Pit was a good choice, but Master Hand was sort of rolling the dice when he chose Lucina.

After a few minutes of driving, the pair made it to the school. When they drove into the parking lot, there was only one other car there. The new student, probably.

Lucina parked the car. Pit silently anticipated who he or she was and what were they like.

Someone then got out of the other car. Along with someone else.

The new student was built. Like, built. Muscle-y and all that. He had brown shaggy hair and wore a blue sweatshirt. His body-type may have made him look intimidating, but his face showed a pleasant, dopey guy.

'Holy shit..' Pit thought. He quickly unbuckled himself and stepped out of the car. Lucina couldn't even interject, he was so fast.

Pit started walking across the parking lot to meet the new guy.

When the mystery student noticed Pit walking over to him, his face morphed from unnoticed to surprised to... still surprised but a hint of contentedness. Pit could just do that.

"Hi!!" Pit said.

"H-hey..!" The guy said, awkwardly waving.

Pit stood in front of him, holding his hand out.

"Pit." He stated his name.

Richter took Pit's hand and shook it as he replied, "Richter... Belmont."

"What's with the black eye?" Pit asked.

"Ah- I fell."

"You fell that har-"

"Richter."

Both of them turned around to see an older man in he driver's seat. He was also very built, dark blonde hair... shadowy...

"I'll pick you up in a couple of hours." The driver man said. His tone was made of uncaring-ness and anger at the same time.

"Y-Yeah.." Richter mumbled.

The guy drove off, cutting another car off as they exited the parking lot into the street.

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