"Wow!"

"Ahaha," tittered the girly pink princess. Next to her stood her cousin, princess of Sarasaland, Daisy. Her bright orange and yellow dress contrasted heavily from the blonde, but with that spark of a green flower gem on her chest, it brought it all back into a master piece. Her earrings dangled and swayed with her movements, her coconut brown hair bouncing at the ends.

Her stature was the same as Peach—Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom—but shorter than Rosalina—protector, ruler, and mother of the cosmos, lumas, outer space.

Daisy stared out at the sea of fighters, hands sassily placed on her hips with a big smile on her face. "This is great! I never knew it was so...uh..."

"Expansive?"

"Yes! Expansive, that's the word! So many people! There's a hell of a roster!"

"Yes," Peach said. "It's grown quite a bit, hasn't it?" She too gazed out at everyone. Her friends. Luigi, Palutena, Link, Rosalina, Chrom, Zelda...they were all dear to her. And now, she's finally able to add the name "Daisy" to her list of favorites.

"I'm so glad you're here, Daisy. Though, it is too bad you're entitled as an echo fighter."

Daisy shrugged, smiling wider. "You know what? I don't care. As long as I'm here, I'm happy. You're here, Rosie's here, and all these weirdos are here! What else do I need? Move set, pfff!"

She simply nodded understandingly. Peach was glad Daisy didn't put up much of a fight like Corrin did with her having the same name as the male one. Robin fought with her, saying how she wasn't complaining about her name with the male Robin. Somehow the argument turned over to Lucina complaining about her lack of uniqueness to her moves. Then things got ugly when Corrin mentioned that none of the three Links ever complained, resulting in Robin retorting about how those three didn't even talk to begin with.

Peach pointed out the names of each fighter she laid eyes on. However, Daisy wasn't paying attention. Her eyes caught the sight of a lone fighter—an angel, to be exact. Dressed in black with noir hair. She lifted an eyebrow at his appearance. He was sitting in the corner, staring at...the crowd. Just watching. Not even blinking. Next to him was a blue-haired female, who, despite her gender, reminded Daisy of someone else.

She excused herself from Peach's presence, an eerie smirk growing across her face. Her legs took her to the corner that the two stood at, and stopped a few feet away from the dark angel.

"Hello there!"

The blue-haired girl turned. "Oh, hi...!" She eagerly moved herself in front of the angel, meeting Daisy face-to-face. "Y-You're one of the new people, right? Daisy, was it? Right? Am I right?"

"All true! All true and no gloom!" Daisy held her arms out and spun around. "Good to meet ya, friend!"

"I'm Lucina, good to meet you. O-Oh, um, this is..." she moved to the side and introduced the angel. "...Dark Pit, but we call him Pittoo."

"No," his gaze instantly shot up, "You don't call me that, alright?"

Instead, Daisy scrunched up her face. "Whuzzat? Pittoo? What kinda name is that?"

"It's not my name!"

Lucina snubbed the angel. "Y'see, there's this angel named Pit, something about a dark mirror, yadda yadda yadda...here's Pittoo."

"Dark Pit!"

"Pittoo!" Daisy concluded.

"No!"

"Good to meet ya!" Her hand extended to shake Dark Pit's, but he huffed and swatted it away, giving her a rather harsh high-five by accident. "Moody, huh?"

Lucina's expression turned to worry. She pushed Daisy back a little, keeping distance from her and the angel. "U-Um, look...he's not really having the best of his days...he's really upset about something at the moment, so I don't think it'd be best to...I dunno...act all cheery around him? He hates that for sure, that's a fact..."

"Why?"

"Uh, because..." she sputtered, "he's not one for...smiles."

A spark went off in Daisy's eyes as she peered back over at the seemingly-miserable angel. His look of hatred was aiming directly at someone in the crowd, she just didn't know who.

She nodded. "Uh-huh, okay. Not one for smiles, gotcha."

Lucina grinned. "Glad you understand. Us echo fighters are somewhat looked down upon...he hates being called a "clone." So...be careful with that word. Uh, anyway, I've got to meet with the others. I...I heard Chrom was here...I'll be back, I just need to find..." she trailed off, not even finishing her sentence when she hastily pushed through the crowd, disappearing into it.

Then Daisy swiftly turned back to the angel. Upset? What could he be upset about? Maybe it was because she called him the name he clearly didn't want to be called? She heard him, she was just teasing. Maybe he didn't get it?

She marched back over to the couch and looked down at him. She knew he could see her. He didn't look at her, though. Just kept staring ahead. So, she kept staring down. His mouth twinged, slightly.

She kept her gaze on him. Staring at his hair, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere, the knowledge of him knowing she was there made her laugh internally. She purposely made him anxious, now tapping his foot impatiently. He looked to the side to avoid any suspicion. So, her head inched closer.

Nothing but stares and pure silence.

At long last, he finally couldn't stand it any longer. "Ah, what?! What do you want?! For god's sake, what?!" His voice was loud and hoarse like he fighting back tears of some sort.

Her smile widened even further. "Hi! I'm Daisy. So you're an echo fighter, huh. Lucina seems nice, I'm nice, and you seem pretty—"

"Be quiet," he groaned, leaning forward on his knees. "Please, just...shut up for a second, god..."

And so Daisy went silent. She kept a straight face as she awaited the moment she was allowed to talk. As a result, she ended up standing there for quiet some time. Eventually Dark Pit warily looked back up at the spunky girl.

"Could you leave?"

Heart-struck. Something told her to leave him alone from now on, but...she wanted to keep things interesting. She ignored his request and plopped onto the couch, right next to him. He recoiled and quickly scooted to the far end of the seat, a look of disgust coming across his face whilst Daisy smiled warmly.

"I'll sit here."

"No, go away," Dark Pit said.

"Mmm, nah. I like you. You've got the kind of, rebellious spark, y'know?"

"You're gross," he spat back, getting a little agitated.

"And you're cute!"

Oh, that certainly shut him up. He flushed brightly and stared at the girl intently, her eyes staring cheerfully back at him. Tentatively, he slowly went back to how he was before, staring out at the crowd as he lost himself in his thoughts. Although, his legs seemed to be a bit shaky. Daisy kept on staring at him, even leaning forward to try and catch his glimpse. He turned away again.

From across the room, Palutena and Bayonetta were watching the two in action. Palutena, the goddess of light, was smiling that gracious grin of hers. Bayonetta, an umbra witch, merely sat crossed-legged as she inspected Daisy's actions.

"You know," the witch began. "That girl isn't half-bad when it comes to this sort of stuff."

Palutena lifted a brow and side-eyed the angel hunter. "What stuff?"

"Oh," she chuckled, "You'll see."

Coming back to Daisy and Pitto—erm, Dark Pit...Daisy flickered her attention to the angel's vulnerable hand resting on his knee. An idea sparked in her head and she eagerly leaped forward and took hold of the hand.

Dark Pit flinched and looked back at the girl, getting that stupid smile of hers as his greeting. His eyes moved down to his hand and tried to pull it out of her grasp. But she had a strong grip and wouldn't let go no matter what.

"So," Daisy said. "Your name is Dark Pit?"

He couldn't speak. He wanted to move away.

"It's a cool name, actually. I like it. No wonder I feel like I've seen you before. Hah!"

"Haaaa," he sputtered as he once again attempted to get his hand free. Daisy wouldn't budge. Then he stood up and began walking away, only to be pulled back by her.

"Don't go!" she exclaimed, purposefully pulling him back to her harshly. He fell forward and into her arms as they wrapped around him. He emitted a loud gasp as he felt the girl's arms around his body. Heat took over his face, half of hatred and the other with embarrassment, being forced to listen to her giggling in his ear.

Palutena gaped.

"That stuff," Bayonetta said.

They watched Daisy march out into the crowd with Dark Pit's hand in her own and shouting out words that everyone could hear. "Hey!" she began as Dark Pit tried pulling away again before anyone could see him like this. Yet it was too late and the ones he knew most—Pit, Lucina, Samus, Marth and Link—were looking in their direction.

"My name is Daisy! I'm super excited to be here with you guys! I can't wait to make friends with you all, and plus, Dark Pit is too!"

Everyone turned their attention to the blushing angel. He cursed the princess under his breath. Her head turned to him.

"Aren't you, Dark Pit?"

...

"Uh...y-yes...?"

"Fantastic!" she yelled and hugged him again. "Let's go outside! I have some fun stuff we could do! Hey, Pac-man! Bring your fire hydrant, we got some business to do!"

"Wait!"

Dark Pit didn't have time to retaliate, and Daisy dragged him out of the room, leaving everyone in awe as Pac-man went rushing after them. Dark Pit's interacting...with a girl? And she's not freaked out in the slightest?

"Remarkable," Samus complimented.

"...Wow," said Palutena, astonished.

"And that," Bayonetta said. "Is how you tame a tyrant."