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“Well now! What are you doing under there kiddo?”
“Looking at a spooky picture book~!” Sachiel giggled in response, glancing up at the stranger before him. “Come here and take a look~!” Reading was not a strong point for the little angel... so he enjoyed the spooky looking pictures instead.
Kindness is in Many Forms:
(Hael will be referred to as male in this because she does not yet identify as female. So it is not being insensitive, it’s simply before her own self discovery)
Three angels... one left. The yellow one. It had been a couple of days now, surely the Subspace Emissary is over by now. Even if not, certainly he could be given a break? Mihr had gotten to know Theliel, Azriel, and Sachiel a bit... and was glad they did. Apparently through their Laurel crowns, they are able to speak to one another. It works by touching the golden leaf crown and speaking. But even doing this, the yellow angel never responded. Maybe they don’t know how to?
Mihr decided to try. Laying in their bed, staring at their ceiling... they raised one hand up and touched their crown. “Hey... golden angel? If you can hear me... I want to talk to you. We want to talk to you. Me, Theliel, Azriel, Sachiel... your brothers. Raise your hand and touch the crown on your head and just speak. Let us know where you are.”
Silence.
Mihr waited quietly. One minute... two... three. They then took their hand away and sat up, slipping off their bed and decided to go and do something. Laying in wait obviously isn’t going to help them any. The black angel opened their door and stepped out, just as they did, the door next to them was shut. Curious, they walked over and knocked on the door.
No answer.
Oh well. Mihr shrugged it off as a sleepy Smasher and walked on down the hall. Where could he be, anyways? Maybe this one likes the Homerun Sandbag smashing thing? Worth a shot, after all. So the black angel made their way towards the Homerun Sandbag Smash. As they pranced along, they could hear voices in their head... two of their brothers talking...
“Hey Theo, want to join me at Target Smashing?”
“Nah, I’m relaxing out in the garden with Sachiel. He’s making a bunch of flower crowns, flower rings... you should come and see.”
“Alright~! Hey Mihr, want to join?”
In which Mihr raised a hand up and touched their crown. “No, I’m still trying to find the yellow angel.” they responded. “You all enjoy your time together. If I can’t find him, I’ll let you know and head on over.” The black angel went along their way towards the Homerun Smash.
Much to their dismay... the whole place was empty... which was unusual. It was bustling with life just the other day. Well, only suggestion they could come up with is that more of the Smashers are in matches and some are simply cooped up in their room.
Homerun Smash out the way, time to check out Target Smash. Mihr made their way over there but in the end was given nearly the same result... although there were a few Smashers in there, none of them were the yellow angel.
A bit discouraged, Mihr left the Target Smash room and began to make it back towards their room. They reached their hand up and touched their crown. “Alright guys, I can’t find him, so I’m going back to my room real fast then be outside with you.”
“Alright Mihr, see you soon~!” Sachiel chimed back through the crown.
“No rush Mihr, the sun is going to be up for several more hours.” Theliel added.
Mihr gave a soft hum with a shrug. They didn’t want to keep them waiting if they could help it.
“Uh... uhm... h-hi...” came another voice through their crowns, though it almost went unnoticed because of how quiet it was. Mihr paused, standing absolutely still so that they could listen better.
“Hey there Goldie.” Came Theliel’s voice over the crown. “Do you want to come outside and hang out with us?” There wasn’t a reply. Mihr raised their hands up and touched their crown.
“Goldie-... I want to meet you.” the black angel informed, speaking in a soft and gentle tone of voice. Already they could tell that he was shy... so they had to be careful in how they approached him. “Can we meet up? We can all hang out and get to know each other~.”
There wasn’t a reply. Mihr waited, and so did the others... but still nothing. The black angel removed their hands from their crown and continued to walk towards their room.
“Hey Goldie, come and play?” Sachiel asked quietly. “Pretty please~?” A moment of silence. “Oh-... okay, I won’t bother him. Sorry Goldie.”
Mihr turned the corner back towards their own room, and saw the golden angel in the hallway... all by himself. The black angel stopped immediately and stared. The golden angel was hunched down on the ground, leaning against the wall with their beautiful golden wings encasing him.
“Goldie...” Mihr whispered. Immediately the golden angel’s head snapped up towards them and the black angel jumped a bit. He then stood up from the floor and ran back towards Mihr’s bedroom. The black angel ran after, but the golden angel ran into the room right next to their’s and slammed the door shut. “Goldie-...!” Mihr called out. They stopped outside of his room and waited. “Goldie-... come back out... I only want to talk...”
“No...” he answered from the other side. Mihr reached over and grabbed the door handle, slowly twisting it open. Seems he left it unlocked in his panic. The black angel carefully pushed it open. “No... please...” the golden angel begged, moving away from the door.
“You don’t have to be afraid...” Mihr cooed softly, stepping into the bedroom and shutting the door behind them.
“Please, I’m just some clone... leave me alone.” the golden angel whimpered, hanging his head as tears began to form in his eyes. “I’m not like you... I’m not like them... I’m... I’m just Pit...”
“No you’re not.” the black angel informed as they walked up to the other. The golden angel flinched and tried to step back, only to be cornered against the wall. “Goldie, look at me.” Mihr persisted gently, reaching over and grabbing his hands. “Goldie... look... you aren’t Pit. We were created in his image to fight, but that doesn’t make us Pit. Goldie, look at me...” Slowly, the golden angel lifted his head up, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Hey~... there’s no need to cry~...”
“I-...”
“Shhh, Hael, you don’t need to speak~....” Mihr cooed, gently wiping the tears from his face before placing a kiss on his forehead. They rested their forehead against the other’s.
“Hael, my Angel of Kindness~... welcome to our family~... you don’t need to worry or fear, for I will protect you and keep you safe~. I will love you, forever and always~.”
Happiness hides Sadness, but is still full of Love:
One angel down... three left to speak to. This was easier than Mihr has originally thought. They didn’t like the idea of pinning Theliel to the wall, but he was a bullheaded little brat... and would likely run away if given the chance... and they had to prevent that from happens at all costs. Thankfully enough, they got to the green angel without having to cause him too much harm... except maybe a headache and a twinge of pain in his wings.
Theliel ended up walking into Mihr, so that didn’t give them much of a lead on where to look next. There were plenty of places to check... first thing that came to mind was the garden. It’s outside, surely one of them like to be outside, right? It was no more than just speculation at this point.
Many of the Smashers were out here, actually. Mingling. It was a bit overwhelming, but the black angel was persistent... walking into the mass of Smashers. They could hear some make comments that Black Pit was here... and to be careful of the Fallen Angel... and a few chuckles from the comments.
The temptation to stab these Smashers was great, but with so many of them here... one of them was bound to be one of the other angels, right? Lucas and Ness ran past Mihr’s legs, a third child trying to follow, but they had knocked the black angel over.
“Wahh!” came a squeaky voice as Mihr sat up, rubbing their head. “Oh-...! Sorry~!” it took them a moment before recognizing the face staring back at them from between their legs. Another angel, but why is this one so damn tiny? “Hey, you look like me!” the small angel squeaked before giggling happily. “Sorry, didn’t mean to trip you~!”
Already Mihr could tell this one was going to be a handful... They picked the red angel up and held onto him. The whispers were starting to drive the black angel up the wall, so with the small angel in arms, Mihr trotted off away from them all.
“Hey, where are we going?? I was playing chase!” the small angel spoke out loudly, reaching out to the others from over Mihr’s shoulder... but soon, none of the other Smashers could be see. This left the small angel to pout, rather cutely at that.
“You’re an odd one.” Mihr hummed, leaning against a wall and gazing down at the red angel. They sat him down in a ringlet of flowers, crouching down as well. “Have you already made friends with the other Smashers?”
“Of course~! They’re all really nice to me~... well, most of them anyways~.” the little angel giggled, sitting down and beginning to pick some of the flowers and effortlessly started to thread the stems together. Mihr watched him in silence for a moment as the small one continued speaking.
“Some of the Smashers don’t have nice things to say. Some of them are mean because I’m like Pit, but yet, I’m not him. Does that make any sense?” the red angel questioned, not once taking his eyes off the thread of flowers linked together. “I only woke up a couple of hours ago... why do they have to be so mean? I didn’t do anything...! But Ness and Lucas were really nice to me~! We were playing chase before I accidentally knocked you down and you brought me here...” The small angel paused for a moment with the thread of flowers, turning his gaze up towards Mihr. “Why did you bring me here?”
“Because I wanted to tell you that... you don’t have to deal with those Smasher’s mean words any more.” Mihr answered as they reached forward and ruffled the small angel’s hair, earning a giggle in response. “I came to give you an identity... something to tell you apart from Pit.”
“What-...? You can do that?” the small angel gasped, his eyes widening. Mihr gave a nod. “How?? W-will we get in trouble??”
“Not at all.” the black angel spoke, sitting up straight and smiling a bit. “It’s as easy as this, Sachiel... just be yourself, and I will be with you forever and always~.”
“Sachiel?” the red angel questioned, raising a hand up and pointing to himself. “Am... I Sachiel? What does it mean?”
“Sachiel... Angel of Water. And as of right now, you will be my little brother, Sachiel~.”
“Awww, thank you~!” Sachiel laughed happily, standing up with the newly made flower crown in hand and he placed it upon Mihr’s head. “Love you, big brother~...”
“I love you too, Sachiel.” Mihr purred, pinching the small angel’s cheeks. “You adorable angel you~...”
*a small box floats down onto the ground near the angels with a tiny note attached to it, it read* "hello guys, continue being yourselves and hope you like these" *inside are tiny golden wing pins for all and some extra drinks of the gods* - signed: a human girl looking out for you guys :D
“Hey everyone, a wonderful human being left us all a present~! Come look~! There’s these pretty pins and funny looking drinks~! And the nicest note every, uwaaaaah~! I’m so happy, I think I’m gonna cry happy tears~!!”
Truth: at all of the birbs, if you had the chance to sleep with any of the other smashers with no negative repercussions what so ever, who would you sleep with?
Sachiel wouldn’t really want to sleep with any of the other Smashers, but he would certainly be interested in snuggling within Ike’s large arms~. He might even consider cuddling in Donkey Kong’s ginormous arms.
Purah likes the way Marth handles his sword. Link is also quite handsome as well~. Shulk is also on the list of attractive men along with Robin.
Hael doesn’t particularly wish to bed with any of the other Smashers.
Lucina and Peach are both women of interest to Theliel. Impress the swordswoman and also be a worthy prince to the princess~. Samus would also be a fun and hard woman to impress.
Rahmiel has no desire at all to bed with any of the other Smashers.
Azriel’s affection lies solely on the white angel, whether it’s romantic or platonic.
Mihr, likewise, also has no desire to bed with any of them.
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Yrian might not want to sleep with any of the Smashers, but they would certainly be interested in sketching a few of them in the nude and keeping the drawings at a secret reminder to how beautiful the body is.
Opiel isn’t too sure whom he would want to bed with… but finds Samus and Ike to both be physically attractive.
Uzziel wouldn’t hesitate to sleep with Link. Neither of the two have any sort of voice to speak of, so they have that in common.
Saxos is far too depressed to want to bed with anyone.
Gethel is greatly interested in Sheik, not sure if they are actually male or female and the curiosity to find out is intense. No matter the sex, he’d love to bed with them.
Arias doesn’t have anyone in particular they’d like to bed with as sex isn’t a big desire. Male, female, the sex doesn’t matter.
Tabris is a little sick in the mind and would actually get a thrill from deflowering Palutena. He would also get a kick out of bedding literally any and ALL the female Smashers.
Birb chirping:
“Wait-... gay marriage is legal now...?” *flustered birb chirping*
“Whoo! How amazing~! So freaking cool~!!”
“Gay marriage is legal?? Heck yeah!”
“Wow Azu, you’re just as enthusiastic as Purah~...”
“Of course I am~! Why wouldn’t I be~?? The fact that it’s now legal is beyond amazing!!”
*casually blows a fist full of sleeping powder in the smallest red birb's face. Before he is knocked out the anon grins a him menacingly, "Have a horrific nightmare little one~" When he "wakes up" he is no longer in he smash manchion, but is a dark and SUPER creepy stone castle When he tries to summon his wepons (if he tries that is), nothing happens. ((from the-nightmare-anon
Sachiel awoke with a bit of a headache, sitting up and rubbing his head a little. Ahh-… where is this? He pushed himself to his feet, brushing off his toga of any dirt that might have clung to the soft red material. “Hello-…?” the chibi called out… only to hear his own voice echo down the hall.
“This isn’t good…” he mused to himself before reaching up and touching his laurel crown… hoping to get into contact with his siblings. “Hey everyone, I’m stuck in this scary-looking castle. Can someone come and get me? Please?”
