Chapter 5: Palutena's Boot Camp to Finding Romance

Rosalina's P.O.V.

At 5:38 p.m., I am lying down in my blue bathrobe on the carpet in my bedroom. My so-called best friend has her foot on my back, and I can feel her heel digging in. She explained to me that I guy I kind of like had came and asked my hand to the dance, and she said she while impersonating me perfectly. All of this happened while I was sleeping. When she had told me the news my face became very, very red, while she chuckled and muttered, "ah, young love."

"Can you get off me while I change into my normal clothes?" She vigoursly nodsls her head no.

She tells me that I could change into some undergarments but she would be the one picking out dresses for me so there would be no point. A minute later I stand awkwardly in a white bra and underwear as Palutena rummages through my closet. A few "tsk, tsk" and "oh my" and even a "holy hell why do you own this!" She keeps browsing until she lays out three dresses on my bed; red, white, and black.

"...I didn't even know I owned these."

"You don't. These are actually my dresses, of course. But being a Goddess can give you powers and some of these powers help resize dresses."

She smiles, and motions me to pick one. The red dress has one strap and a gash in the middle. It was pretty, but it barely reached my knees. Too bad. The white dress is strapless, and went down to my ankles. It feels okay until I feel cool in my back and I realize; the dress has no back! Ack! The black dress is also strapless which went past my knees, and has a huge opening in my skin near the bottom. There were also several places where there are opening that are very...suggestive.

Palutena nudges me. "Stop gawking and pick one already!"

I move forward and pull the white dress off the bed and put it on again. Although it had no back, I'm sure that it won't be that cold in the dance room. I'm about to look for a jacket when Palutena says that Marth will give me his jacket if it gets that cold, and I blush at the thought. Palutena is smirking and it take me a minute to notice that she is, and when I do a blush even more.

She laughs. "Romance aside, you now have the perfect dress. But now you need the perfect accesserious to make you absolutely stunning! Shoes, hair, nails, toes, jewelry, anything you can think of!" Her grin grows wider, and I mentally shudder.

At 6:15 p.m., the Rosalina you once knew is dead. Or at least, that's what Palutena says. I'm wearing the white dress from before, but know with a pair of white embroided flats on. I tell Palutena that I'll be damned if I have to wears heels; I'm already about six feet, I don't need to look any taller. So, I'm wearing silver tear-drop earrings and bracelet. I protested that I didn't want any makeup, but that didn't stop Palutena from applying a small amount of eyeliner and red lipstick. I'm about to slap my hair but Palutena slaps my hand away before I can.

"Ow! That kind of hurt!" I look at my slightly throbbing hand and shoot Palutena the most dirtiest glare I can muster. She brushes it off, and says I would not ruin the masterpiece she had worked so hard on. Her "masterpiece" and my hair were the same thing. My hair was in an up ponytail with curles crashing down on my back and shoulder. I still had my bangs (now curly) covering my left eye, much to her dismay. No way. Palutena looks at the clock and yells, "Oh shit!"

I watch her move around our bedroom frantically. She just realized that while she was busy dressing me up as a doll that she forgot to do herself! She looks around again until her eyes lands on me. She basically shoves me outside and tells me to wait twenty minutes. I don't know what to do, so I go to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and remember Palutena's words for tonight.

"Be confident. Tonight you are not the Rosalina we all know and love. You will awe Marth, you will turn heads, you will be the life of the party, you WILL HAVE FUN! I'm not telling you to change who you are, I'm telling you to break your boundaries. Try to live a little. And remember, this party is dedicated to you in your honor."

Honor. Honor. I look at myself. If I was the one who had answered the door when Marth showed up, I probably would've declined for my embarrassment. Yet, I would have ended up going somehow, being quite and socially awkward. I would be that one person who never leaves the punch bowl. And I sure as hell wouldn't be dressed like...this. And if I was, I wouldn't being anything besides an eyesore. I mean, what's the point in dressing up flashy if you aren't going to flaunt it?

"Rosalina! You can come back in!"

I hear my name and sigh. I look at myself one last time in the mirror, then I trudge back to my room with heavy thoughts filling my brain. I open the door and gape at Palutena. She looks like a resplendent goddess, and more than the daily basis. She is literally glowing. probably because she is the Goddess of Light. She looks like she's made out of gold, but in reality she's really just wearing a gold dress. The dress was strapless and only went down to her mid-thigh. There was a slash at the bottom nearly showing her underwear, but I doubt she cares. She has giant gold earrings on that looks like it's dragging her down. Her hair was now wavy and parted to the left.

She giggles. "If that's you response, than Robin will lose his mind."

She moves toward me and straightens my dress. "You know..." while fluffing my hair, "that Marth is going to be here in five minutes and I'm leaving now. Good luck on your date!"

Palutena winks at me before strolling out of the door and closing it gently. I can her the tapping of her heels as she descends down the stairs. I rush to the full length mirror to evaluate myself and look at my outfit. I stare in disbelief. I can't believe the girl I'm looking at in this mirror is actually me. Just as I'm considering to bring a jacket or not to cover the open space on my back I hear a knock on the door.

I walk to the door and open it, and what I see shocks me. "Marth!"

Marth is standing straight up with him finally being able to look me in the eye. He has on a jet black suit with matching dress shoes. He has a navy blue tie tucked into his pressed shirt, and I have to say, he looks rather...dashing. Marth looks at me and his jaw drops down. I didn't know I looked that nice, but I guess dressing up has its perks.

Marth closes his mouth and stares at me. "Oh, okay. You seem ready to go. You look really beautiful tonight, Rosalina."

I blush at the compliment as he offers his hand out. I take it, and together we walk downstairs and enter through the doors of the dance. Several eyes point to our direction, whistles were made, but one was very loud.

"Oh my god! Look at Rosalina and Marth! One true pairing! OTP! OTP! OTP!"

I recognize Peach's happy and gleeful shriek anywhere. She's wearing a shiny pink dress and is accompanied by Mario, who seems to be having quite fun at the punch table. Her shriek attracted even more onlookers, and all I can do is shrink while under the heat of these blazing eyes. But alas, Marth comes to my rescue and leads me to the dance floor.

He offers his hand once more, but this time more in a goofy manner, and I gladly take it. He spins me around so fast that I think he's going to drop me, but at the last second , he catches me. I swear my faces is as red as a volcano's inner core. He stands me up and asks if I want to dance again, and I politely decline (if he spins me like that again I would die). Instead I ask him to get me a drink and he complies. Out of the corner of my eye I spot Dark Pit talking to Peach, and I wonder what the two of those could ever be talking about.

Dark Pit's P.O.V.

I'm sitting on a couch in the back, half asleep. Why did I even agree to come to this dumb party? Because everyone begged me to. I mean, if I was really the big jerk everyone thinks I am I wouldn't even be here. But, I still have questions for Ms. Ditzy and Mr. Ego-tastic. I see Rosalina standing in the middle of the dance floor alone, even though she came with Marth. I'm guessing he's getting her some punch. She looks insanely gorgeous in that dress, and I kind of wishes I asked her instead.

Someone yanks me by my wings. "Ah! What the hell is your problem?" I turn around to see Peach, pouting adorably. "Oh, come now. That's no way to greet a lady. Aren't you even going to compliment me on my outfit?"

I briefly glance at the dress she's got on. Peach is wearing another pink dress, but this dress is shorter, tighter, and most eye-catching than her usual attire. Her white baby-doll heels fit the outfit while matching the pretty necklace wrapped around her neck.

I gruff. "Okay, you look very pretty tonight. Aside from beauty, I would like to discuss the situation with you and Captain Falcon, if you don't mind."

Peach seems to think thoughtfully for a minute, then comes to an answer. 'Alright, I'll spill the beans. When the new got out of you and Rosalina been missing for a day Master Hand made a search party. The search party consisted of Palutena, Zero Suit Samus, Zelda, Kirby, Bowser, and Captain Falcon himself. Palutena explained to me how they we forcefully taking people in for interrogation. I was the only "suspect" how saw Rosalina and you talking in the library. Everyone else left the 'cept Falcon kept me for more questioning. You guys just popped out of nowhere."

I simply stare at Peach. "That is the weirdest thing I've heard all day. But we are in Smash Mansion, so I guess I can believe your wacky story."

Peach smiles at me. "So now you know what happened. Say, would you care to dance?"

I look at Peach up and down. "No. And aren't you supposed to be with Mario or something? I thought I saw you guys come in the dance together."

Peach sweat-drops and tilts her head towards the mens' bathroom door, causing me to look in that direction. "Well, I did, but it seems as if Mario would rather want to have fun in the bathroom instead of dancing with me. I mean seriously, he basically finishes the punch meant for about 30 people and he expects not to have to go for every five minutes? Tsk, men these days."

I give her a questioning look, and she realizes what she said and raises her arms defensively. "But not you, Dark Pit! You're different from most guys. And that's why I'm going to dance with you."

Peach yanks one of my wings lightly and drags me to dance. She starts to jump around and bumps me in the hip, implying she wants from movement from me. I grumble before bouncing my arms in a dancing way. Yay.

Rosalina's P.O.V.

I'm still waiting for Marth to return with our drinks, so I kill time by looking at everyone else. Wait, why are Peach and Dark Pit still talking? Wait, did she just grab him and lead him to the dance floor? And he's actually dancing with her? How can any of this be happening?

...Am I jealous?

No, no. I can't actually be jealous, it's not like Dark Pit and I dating! Yeah, nothing romantic going on. But then, why do I feel so sad? And mad?

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

I spin around to see a smiling Marth and holding two cups of punch. He hands me a cup of punch and before I can even thank him, he chugs the cup of punch in his own hand. I finish my punch and turn away to throw away the cup. On my way to discard the cup, the fast upbeat song that was playing. A new song is now being played. Wait...I know this song. This is my favorite song ever! Lured in by a strange force, I find myself slowly walking to the stage where the heart of the music is.

"I dedicate this song to the woman who stole my heart. May I have this dance?"

Marth's voice echoes throughout the room, and he appears on the stage from behind a curtain. He bends down and lifts me in the air. He pulls me down swiftly, and a spotlight is cast directly on the two of us. As we dance I feel several pairs of eyes, and everyone's face is different. Palutena flashes me a knowing smirk. Peach gives me a heartfelt smile. And Dark Pit...he's just staring at me in shock, and I feel uncomfortable under his strong gaze. But I quickly brush off the feeling, and try to enjoy this moment as much as possible.