"Every thing is looking better. You were healing at a remarkable speed those first day, but it seems to have stopped now. I'd give your arm a little over a month before we see if it's ready to leave that cast and as for the wing... We'll check it in a few weeks, It looks better, but I'm honestly not sure of the healing process of angel wings. Would you happen to maybe give me some insight?..." Dr. Mario asked, pausing from putting his equipment away to look up at Pit.

He was sitting up in bed, pulling the covers back up to his lap after Dr. Mario had finished his check up. Pit was looking out the widow, rays of light coming in from it showing the amount of dust that was floating through the air. The bright sky saddened Pit, He honestly wasn't sure why. Maybe it was because he was trapped in this room that only reminded him of what had happened, as if the wounds covering his body didn't. Maybe he just wanted to fly, maybe he wished he could just fall again...

"...Okay, well, tomorrow you will be good to go, I can help you get to your room if you need the help, and your friends I'm sure wouldn't mind helping either, getting you comfortable up there and what not."

The angel was sure this wasn't so much as an act of kindness as it was them making sure he would go to room. He would never admit it, but he knew what he'd done. He also knew there was no way to pass this by as something else, though he would try.

Friends. That word cut him. He didn't have friends, not here, not home. He had tried hard to be likable here, but he know was sure the difference in their realms made him just too different.

"The swordsmen and the princess came by again today. They may still be in the waiting room, would you like to say HI, maybe show them how much better you are? They really do seem concerned."

Pit signed. He didn't understand them, they never showed this caring side of them before, why now? Link had been nicer to Pit than most others, but he made it clear the other night that just to everyone else, Pit was annoying him. Zelda he had never really got to know, but that only made it stranger that she was here. Marth had participated in prank him with the rest when he got here, so he wanted nothing to do with the blue haired prince. For the past two days they have been wanting to see Pit, ever sine he woke up. Pits curiosity was getting the best of him, he wondered what it was they wanted.

"I just want to be alone, please." Pits lingering depression won the battle, chasing any wonderment from his brain. He curled back up into a ball, covering his whole self with the blanket. He just wanted to sleep.

"That's fine, But Pit... We do need to talk about what happened some ti-"

"I fell." Pit started, sitting up and throwing off the cover. His force was stern and full of anger, dripped with guilt that only Pit could feel. Teeth gritted, he continued, "What do you want me to say? I fell, that's it. You're just a doctor thats all you need to know." He stormed to the bathroom in his hospital room, slamming the door behind him.

The Dr. looked down, wishing there was something he could do for the boy. After his talk with Zelda and the Swordsmen, there as no doubt what happened. Zelda told him the story of Pits Goddess showing them what had happened, Marth and Link still seemed confused as to what happened at the time, but Zelda explained it to help them all understand.

Pit had learned a warding spell, and used it to keep the Goddess from being able to see him, or even be near him. From what Zelda guessed, Palutena would never let Pit fall, and would have been able to stop him or at least heal him.

This was thought out, and they could find no other explanation, but Pit attempting to take his own life.

"Hello, fellas!" The three smashers looked up to see Peach in her big Pink dressing glided towards them. The three were all sitting in the fireplace room, silent and in though before she had arrived. "I heard Pit was in an accident. Is he alright? I know hes not the mansions favorite person but I'd be heartbroken if he didn't make it." Peach was being honest, and they all knew it. Sure, she was a controlling, complete bitch sometimes, but she was still a caring princess.

"Details aren't out yet, but he is going to make it through." Marth said, not wanting to give out to much information. The gang had decided the situation should stay on the down low. They figured thats what Pit would want, and then he wouldn't be getting asked questions by every here. They were sure it would only make it worse for the kid.

"Thank you for caring, Peach. Hes going to need friends when he comes out." Zelda smiled at Peach.

"I was thinking, how about a little get well party!"Peach exclaimed, obviously over excited.

"I don't know." Link started, thinking about the situation. "He may want some time alone and not everyone here is really nice to him at those kind of things..."

Peach laughed and waved her hand at him. "Not a crazy party. I'll make a cake, we'll all make him feel better and only the ones who aren't complete assholes can ome. Just a little get together for Pit, you know?"

"Well..." Link thought about it. He had to admit it wasn't a bad idea. He was just worried about Pits reaction. He imagined he was pretty torn emotionally up right now. "How about we do it the day after hes released, give him time to wind down from having to stay in the creepy infirmary?"

Peach started jumping up and Down as soon as the sentence started. She loved baking, and she could brighten someones day up. "Yay yay yay!" She yelled before running off to start making the plan for the party.

"You really think this will be good for him, Link?" His Princess asked, a little concerned.

"I think seeing hes cared about will brighten his mood."