Little Mac was the first to move, darting forward in a blur and planting a clean square punch right into Pit's jaw.
The sound echoed.
CRACK.
Pit staggered back, wings flaring as he rolled away with surprising grace. He quickly summoned his Sacred Bow, light forming into twin blades before snapping together into a bow. Arrows of pure radiance launched toward the boxer in rapid-fire succession.
Little Mac reacted instantly, springing onto one of Hyrule Castle's floating platforms with the kind of vertical leap that absolutely shouldn't belong to a 5'7 boxer from the Bronx.
He pointed down at Pit.
"From what I heard—you can't fly!"
Pit didn't even answer.
He instead took a long, deep breath.
Golden markings suddenly surged across his skin—glowing runes, fresh and bright and only half-awake. His wings stretched out, feathers shimmering like divine fire.
And then—
FWOOOOOM—
Pit took off.
Not gliding.
Not falling with style.
Flying.
Little Mac's eyes widened. "Oh come on!"
Pit zipped upward like a missile, bow blazing as he closed distance. For the first time ever, the crowd saw the angel fight without Palutena's blessing holding him back.
Pit kicked Little Mac square in the chest, as everyone in the stadium saw the big screen.
Showing that was 0% both both Pit and Little Mac, had changed, little Mach went from 0% to 5% then a 10%
As Pit had made a combo with an arrow.
Little Mac hit the stone platform with a grunt, skidding back as the % over his head flickered from 0 → 5 → 10% in rapid jumps.
The stadium erupted.
Zelda face-palmed. Link winced. Somewhere in the distance, Ganondorf sipped his coffee like this was premium entertainment.
Little Mac pushed himself up, staring at Pit like the angel had just broken every law of physics.
"You— You can fly?!"
Pit hovered mid-air with the most smug, heroic smile a man could possibly achieve while glowing. His wings shimmered, still humming with the faint afterglow of the seal being loosened.
"Yeah!" Pit said brightly. "Lady Palutena forgot to tell you that, huh?"
Palutena, watching from the balcony, waved like a proud soccer mom.
Viridi groaned. "He's going to milk this for weeks."
Phosphora nudged her. "Please, he milks everything. Remember the time he learned to double jump?"
Viridi sighed. "Don't remind me."
Back in the arena, Little Mac cracked his neck and dropped into a fighting stance.
"Fine. Flying or not… I'm still knocking you off this castle."
Pit smiled — one of those innocent smiles that meant absolute chaos was about to happen.
"Okaaay! Come try!"
Little Mac dashed forward, a blur of boxing footwork, fists flickering with practiced speed—
—but Pit shot upward with a burst of golden feathers, avoiding the punch by a mile.
Half the crowd gasped.
The other half screamed.
And somewhere in the commentator booth, Snake muttered:
"…That kid wasn't supposed to be able to do that."
Fox rubbed his temples. "We really need to update the intel reports."
Up above, Pit nocked another glowing arrow, aiming down at Little Mac.
"Round two!" he chirped.
He released — the arrow split mid-air into three, spiraling down like homing shots.
Little Mac's eyes widened.
"Oh COME ON—!"
He dodged one, blocked the second, but the third clipped him right in the side—
10% → 14% → 19%
The audience roared again.
Pit beamed.
Little Mac looked up at him, shoulders squared, breathing hard but smiling now too.
"Heh. You're pretty fast."
Pit's wings fluttered proudly. "My wife unsealed me."
There was a beat of confused silence.
Little Mac blinked. "…I'm sorry, WHAT?"
The crowd lost it.
Even Sephiroth cracked a tiny smirk.
Little Mac paused mid-stance, staring at Pit like he'd just watched a toddler suplex a bear.
"Hold on—your wives. You're thirteen."
Pit blinked. "I only look thirteen."
There was a long, slow silence.
"…Okay," Little Mac said. "Then how old are you?"
Pit tapped his chin, thinking genuinely hard.
"Well… when exactly did the Flood happen again?"
The entire stadium froze.
Palutena facepalmed.
Viridi groaned into her hands.
Phosphora choked on her popcorn.
Amazon Pandora smirked like she'd known all along.
Little Mac just stared at him.
"…Bro," he whispered. "You're ancient."
Pit shrugged. "Yeah, but I moisturize."
Little Mac moved as he Activated his KO meter. "Fine what ever take this".
He hit Pit square in the face as Pit went as everyone saw the damages as everyone took a triple take.
3%
Little Mac blinked hard. His glove still hovered in the air, frozen mid-punch as if his brain hadn't caught up yet.
3%.
That was the damage marker.
He looked at the screen.
He looked at Pit.
He looked back at the screen.
"…How?" Little Mac finally managed.
Pit casually brushed dust off his shoulder, like he'd just been hit by a stray pebble instead of a full KO punch from the Bronx's strongest boxer. He even looked a little apologetic about it.
"Quick question," Pit said with a friendly smile, "does your world have the supernatural?"
Little Mac squinted. "…We had Dracula once?"
Pit nodded sagely. "Alright, so! I'm what you might call… uh… extremely supernatural."
Little Mac stared. "How supernatural?"
Pit scratched his cheek. "Well… I lived through a rebellion in heaven, fought in it, met a few primordial beings, survived a few extinction-level events, got into fistfights with the personification of Calamity, and I've been around since people carved things on rocks to communicate."
Little Mac's mouth slowly opened.
The camera zoomed in on his face.
The KO meter emptied like a dying battery.
"…Bro," Little Mac whispered. "I'm fighting a baby-faced immortal angel demigod."
Pit shrugged proudly. "Pretty much!"
"AND YOU LOOK THIRTEEN?!" Little Mac screamed.
"I only look thirteen!" Pit protested. "I stopped counting my real age after—uh—well, after the Flood."
The entire audience collectively paused.
A single Toad in the front row fainted.
Back in the stands, Link spit out his drink. Zelda facepalmed. Shulk muttered something about "seeing this coming."
Palutena, watching smugly with the wives, smiled.
Viridi leaned over. "See? THIS is exactly why he only takes three percent."
Amazon Pandora snickered. "Kid's built like the plot of the Old Testament."
Phosphora added, "Buddy's been tanking divine attacks since before electricity was invented."
Back in the arena, Little Mac raised both hands in surrender.
"…Sora, I'd like to file a complaint."
He pointed at Pit.
"I did NOT sign up to fight someone older than civilization."
Pit tilted his head. "Don't worry! I'll go easy!"
"That's worse!" Little Mac shouted.
Pit then looked at him as h spoke. "Well, Sense your basically a Normal human, I Rather end this fast".
Pit appeared behind Little Mac in a flash of golden light—swift, sharp, and impossibly fluid. His bow split into the twin blades of the Palutena Bow, and in a single breath he unleashed a whirlwind of strikes.
Slash–slash–spin–uppercut–heel kick–arrow shot.
The combo was so fast the cameras struggled to keep up. Little Mac ricocheted off the ground like a cartoon character, bounced off a wall, and then slid across the stone tiles of Hyrule Castle on his face.
The crowd was silent for precisely one second.
Then—
"OOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"
Every section of the stadium exploded with cheers, screams, gasps, and one very audible, "WHAT THE—?!" from Link, who realized Pit had just used half his Smash kit in under three seconds.
The damage number on-screen ticked upward like a slot machine going insane.
10%… 23%… 41%… 67%… 89%…
Little Mac scrambled to his feet, pupils spinning, legs wobbling.
He wiped his nose. "What—what even are you?!"
Pit landed lightly, wings flaring. "A very old man trapped in a baby face."
Little Mac blinked. "That… that didn't help at all."
Pit shrugged. "Didn't ask for your world's physics to be weird either."
From the stands, Palutena cupped her hands around her mouth.
"PIT! SWEETIE! KEEP YOUR GUARD UP!"
Viridi rolled her eyes. "He literally just tanked a KO Punch."
Phosphora leaned back casually. "Girl, he tanked a KO Punch like it was a breeze. He's fine."
Amazon Pandora cackled. "I told you all—if Pit ever stops holding back, we're all doomed!"
In the commentator's booth, Sora tilted his head. "And this, folks, is why Pit was banned in three timelines."
Kirby nodded sagely, holding up a whiteboard with the words 'HE'S BUILT DIFFERENT' written on it.
Back in the ring, Little Mac steadied himself, determination blazing.
"Okay then… if you're some kind of divine warrior… I'll just have to hit harder!"
Pit smiled—soft, kind, even apologetic.
"Honestly? Please don't. You're gonna break your hands."
Little Mac rushed him anyway.
Pit sighed, vanished in a blur, and reappeared behind him, tapping him lightly on the shoulder.
Little Mac turned—
WHAM.
One divine roundhouse kick.
One Little Mac yeeted into the stratosphere.
The KO fireworks went off in the sky, the announcer shouted, "GAME!", and the arena erupted.
Pit blinked at the spot Little Mac used to be, then raised his hand sheepishly.
"…Oops?"
Sora's voice boomed over the speakers.
"WINNER: PIT!"
Pit looked up at the camera, face brightening.
"HEY! I DIDN'T ALMOST DIE THIS TIME!"
His wives cheered.
Sephiroth in the crowd whispered, "…Ren was right."
Ren sipped his coffee. "Told you."
Ridley just screeched
Little Mac's head spun as he staggered upright. "I fought DK… in a boxing match. I can probably beat Homelander."
From the stands Zelda yelled, hands cupped around her mouth, "Anyone above building level can beat Homelander!"
Pit jogged over, laughing awkwardly. "Yeah, uh… hope my combo didn't scramble you too badly."
Little Mac reached up, and Pit grabbed his hand, hauling him back to his feet. "Honestly," Pit said, "maybe you and that Captain guy would've had a fair match."
Caption Falcon then Came as Him a s Litr Mac got up, as they talked about training and ran to train
Pit just laughed as he saw what happened as he walked back to the stage, as he moved.
Then he was dog pilled by his Harem.
Palutenadramatically gasps "Pit! My sweet angel!".
Viridi was trying to push the goddess away with a a bit of jealous "Back off! He needs healing leaves!"
Phosphora smirked like cat, see as she Hughihg his right arm. "No, he needs emotional support, duh."
Pandora she was already hugging him.
Pit just chuckled as he spoke. "Thanks Girl's".
Palutena immediately squeezed Pit tighter, dramatic as ever. "You're so brave, Pit! Facing a boxer head-on! Don't worry, your goddess will always protect you!"
Viridi finally shoved Palutena's face aside with a leafy thwack. "He doesn't need divine suffocation! He needs medical attention! Real medical attention!"
Phosphora leaned against Pit's shoulder, sparking lightly with smug confidence. "Relax, Viridi. If Pit survived my lightning kisses, he'll survive a punch. Probably."
Pandora had no idea what the argument was about—she was just happily nuzzled into Pit's chest like a content fox. "He's warm. I like warm."
Pit raised both hands helplessly—well, as much as he could with three goddesses and a chaos spirit hanging off him
Meanwhile in the background was Zelda and Link
Zelda slowly lowered her clipboard, staring at the chaotic harem-pile on Pit.
"…Did they all forget Little Mac was the one who got eighty-nine percent damage… and Pit only took three?" she muttered to herself.
She opened her mouth to say it — then pictured Palutena's divine smile turning suspiciously sharp, Viridi summoning a tornado out of spite, and Pandora deciding to "fix" things with a prank.
Zelda immediately closed her mouth.
Nope. Nope. Nope. I value my life.
Meanwhile, Little Mac stumbled past her, still wobbling like he'd been hit with three Final Smashes at once.
"I'm fine… totally fine…" he lied, walking into a wall.
Zelda sighed and put a hand on his shoulder. "Mac, please sit. You literally tried to uppercut a gorilla the size of a truck."
Mac groaned. "I won though. And if I can beat DK… I can probably beat Homelander."
Pit poked his head from under the pile of affectionate goddesses. "Buddy, you couldn't beat a mild breeze right now."
Palutena nodded sagely. "Pit's right. You need rest."
Viridi crossed her arms. "And hydration."
Phosphora smirked. "And one functioning brain cell."
Pandora added cheerfully, "Which he currently does not have!"
Little Mac sighed. "I'm surrounded by comedians…"
Zelda pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm surrounded by idiots."
To be continued
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