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Over fields all four of them roamed, until they reached the stone-brick castle that was gloomier than bare trees in the wintertime. "Here we are..." Cloud turned to Pit. "Make a good impression, you are talking to actual royalty," Cloud suspected that Pit was going to make a fool of himself.
"Don't worry cloud, I'll try!" Pit counted himself qualified to talk to royalty, because he worked for someone one step ahead, divinity.
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At that moment, Pichu ran ahead and, with her super senses, bowed down to THE Prince. Prince Marth bent down to pet Pichu on the head. She smiled as he combed through her slightly static fur.
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"P....Prince Marth!" Pit followed him as he lead the crowd into the arena. Pit found some delicious floor food and he stuffed it in his face.
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Pit got up to a disapproving glare. "You still actually eat food off the floor, Pit?" Marth had grown quite judgmental since Pit last saw Marth.
"Oh, wait, I heard Kitsnow say the cue! I have to cue the flashback!"
"I'm utterly disappointed in you, Pit," Marth huffed. "Fourth wall breaking is utterly childish,"
"OK Boomer" Pit retorted, and Marth was about to go apeshit.
"YOUR FRANCHISE IS OLDER THAN MINE! YOU ARE SO FUCKING CRINGEY!" Marth lost his cool in front of Roy, who shook his head in frustration.
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