Grounded Angel (Dark Pit X F Reader)
Requested by Astraea_Eos
Author's Note
Here you go! I hope you enjoy! This is one long fanfic, and so don't fall asleep on the screen. XD
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Once upon a midnight dreary, ___'s hand were weak an weary as she wrote a story on a laptop. The device's bright screen was her room's only light source as her eyes laid fixated on it. Her fingers glided along each and every key along the keyboard as she rapidly typed whatever words that came to mind in her apartment.
She felt like there were weights on her eyelids. The more she was mesmerized by the screen, the more she wanted to close them shut. She could just doze off into her bed right by her desk where she worked, but she promised her boss that she would finish this story for them for the next newspaper issue. And so she had to do it by the end of the night. If not, she'll be doomed to be fired. She needed all the money she could get to pay off her bills and expenses.
She looked out the window and saw the moon was just hanging in the sky along with rain hitting against the glass. It looked like it was setting no time soon, and so relieved that she would perhaps have a lot of rest if she got it done. Yet, she knew that everyone else was asleep, which only brought dread on her.
She decided to stop and put down the laptop. All the stress was building in her, and so she thought it was good to take a little stretch break. She looked out the window once more only to see ordinary sky and stars. Typical, she noted and was about to go back to work. Yet, something caught her eye. She saw something flapping in the distance. Could be just a bird, she thought and went back to her usual routine. All of the sudden, there was a sudden thud from above. She then heard a scream and something black flashed across her window.
___ shook with goosebumps. What in the world was that? Now that was no bird. She got up and opened up her window. She was met with the harsh rain wetting her form, but her main focus was to look down. She saw some boy unconscious on the ground.
In a heartbeat did she close the window, put on some shoes, and ran down the hallway of the apartment complex to the main entrance. ___'s legs immediately went to work as she sprinted over to the boy. She stepped back once she saw the wings on his back.
What the hell?, she questioned her sanity. She was truly seeing an angel. But at that moment it wasn't the best time to really think about his odd looks. It was the matter of bringing him to a warm and dry, and safe place as soon as possible because my goodness, it was cold. And a sick angel was a no good angel.
___ picked up him up, not really feeling any body heat from his dampened skin. Don't worry, I got you, buddy. She rushed him inside.
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The sun had risen and the skies ended its plummet of snow. The young angel twisted and turned as the glaring sunlight beamed onto his eyes. He groaned and was forced to wake up. He got up and wiped the sleep from his eyes only to see he was tucked in a warm blanket. Where am I?, he thought as he scanned the area and it wasn't evident that he was at the mansion.
He appeared to be in some apartment, or would he even consider calling it that? A few feet from him was the most claustrophobic kitchen, a few inches away was a desk, there was a door that led to a possible bathroom, and then a second door that led outside and that's about what all this place had to offer. This place was pretty small, even tinier than the spacious dorms at the mansion.
This place did seem to belong to someone, but where was said person? Determined to find who was responsible for putting him here, he hopped out of bed only for his feet to meet something squishy underneath him. He tripped and fell to the floor, which shook the ground.
"Ow, what in the world?" ___ woke up on the carpet floor. She rubbed her aching waist that was used like some welcome mat and gazed at the dark angel that was right next to her, right into his ruby eyes. "G-God! You're up!" She rocketed up to her feet.
He jumped back at how springy she was. "Woah, cool your jets. All I want to know is why am I doing in your apartment? In your bed," the smasher said sternly.
"I-I had found you passed out on the ground last night."
"What?" His burrows furrowed. He didn't remember a single second of what happened last night. All he knows that he ended up in his stranger's apartment afterward. He knew he had to do something stupid to end up here, but never knew it was to that extent.
"Y-Yeah, last night. I heard a loud thud, then a scream, and then I looked out the window to see you on the ground unconscious." The fidgety young lady explained. "I rushed you inside my place to dry you off and keep you warm. I kept watch of you for a while to make sure you were ok for the night, but then I've gotten tired and accidentally fell asleep...On the floor." ___ blushed and looked down at her feet.
"Now I'm starting to remember...I crashed into something solid and the last thing I saw was the earth I was plumming into. Now I know that it was a wall I had crashed into. Goddamn thunderstorms. I can't see jack shit when I'm flying!" He gritted under his teeth.
"S-so those wings are real?"
"Of course I can!" He opened up the window. He then spread out his wings, but he grunted and retracted them. "The hell?"
"Are they broken? I-I mean, you probably landed on them when you fell."
He flexed his wings once more, but he winced. "No, one of them is just sprained. But I still can't fly. Now I can't get back to the smash mansion..."
"Smash mansion? What's that place?"
"That's where I live. I need to get to Dr. Mario to fix me up, and so I'm heading there anyway. But I can't go there now."
"I don't mind helping you get there." ___ smiled empathetically.
"Really? How kind of ya. But don't expect me to pay for gas money."
"Gas money? Why I don't need a single drop of gas!"
"Eh?"
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___ followed the directions on her GPS. She worked her legs hard as she cycled the pedals non-stop. Her bicycle swiftly slid down the pavement of the empty sidewalks. There were gaps in the concrete, which made the ride unbearably bumpy. Sometimes the bicycle felt like it was flying into the air or it was about to fall into pieces entirely.
"Jesus, why are the sidewalks like swiss cheese?!" Dark Pit complained as he clutched onto the basket for dear life. The only seat available for him was to sit in the giant basket at the back of her bicycle, but it definitely wasn't the safest. Hell, he wished she had a car so he could at least have a seat belt. He also wouldn't mind paying off the gas.
"Ehe, age hasn't been treated lightly by these streets. But no one really pays attention to them in a rural place like this," ___ said.
"Is it even nice to live here?"
"At times, but most of the time I'm cooped up in my apartment. But I savor all of the beauty out here. It's lovely to get some fresh air."
The town that ___ lived in provided great space. There were vibrantly colored buildings on every wide block. There were friendly people that waved at them, and a few cars honked at them, and some just stared in awe of seeing their first angel, which got a few chuckles from Dark Pit. Children played games and laughed among the grassy fields. Wildflowers in the fields gave off vibrant scents all around them, along with a few restaurants that added tasteful aromas. Despite not having that many residents, it was quite the sight.
Dark Pit took in the scenery as every piece of it swooped by so quickly as it came. "You aren't kidding. This place is nice to look at. It definitely reminds me of Smashville by the smash mansion, but I never got a chance to really appreciate it."
"Why not? It's your home, right?" ___ said curiously.
"Well, yeah, but I'm always flying all over the place, doing errands and trying to practice my fighting skills in the clouds. But don't ever stop to look at the details and everything. I always thought that was silly and unimportant, but how wrong I am." He chuckled.
"Y'know what, I feel the same. I'm always in my apartment and working on news articles-," The bicyclist pressed down on the break, almost causing them to fly off of it. "My goodness, I forgot all about the issue! I'm bound to get fired!"
"Fired for wh-"
"My papers! If I don't finish them for this next issue of the newspaper, I'll end up losing my job. I really need the money to pay off my funds..."
"Damn, that sucks."
"I know, it really does. What do you think I should do?! I-I mean, this place doesn't really have that my job opportunities but nor do I have the money to move. I'm doomed. I got no family that can help me...They're so far away."
"I don't know," Dark Pit muttered sadly. Goodness has he never felt this much empathy in his life. He could relate so much to her. A person just like him to work so hard only to have everything turn against you.
And those hopeless words sunk in deep into ___. She sighed as she tried to hold back tears in her eyes. Their sense of adventure was killed and they both fell dreadfully silent.
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When the sun started to dip underneath the horizon, they started riding through forest territory on a dirt road. Only fields and small barns were the only signs of civilization, but there was so few of them. They mostly saw vegetation for what seemed to stretch upon miles on end. ___ was getting exceptionally tired. She didn't even peddle anymore and let the slope carry her around.
Dark Pit laid back and relaxed in the basket. "Are we almost there?"
"Yeah," she said, "we're almost there. We just need to follow this road out of this area and we'll be in Smashville soo-" ___ immediately paused as she felt something wet hit her nose.
"What's wrong?" Dark Pit said.
"Rain." And right when she had said that, giant drops pelted the two.
The dark angel used his healthy wing to protect himself. But his feathers instantly got soaked and the water seeped through them. "Are you kidding me?"
___ didn't have protection nor did the bike. Water kept getting into her eyes, her body reacted by forcefully clenching her eyes tight. "I-I can't see!" Even though her sight was blurred, she kept going straight, pressed on the breaks, and hoped for the best.
Yet, her bike was less forgiving. The dirt road turned into a muddy mess, and so her bike's wheels slipped. The front tire took a steep turn like it possessed a mind of its own.
The bike headed off the road and into a ditch. The bike crashed into a tree, and such a sudden force flung them into the muddy depths below. They two were encased in slippery dirt.
___ thrashed around, but the mud didn't want to let go and latched onto her. Half of her body was already in the earth. "I-I can't get out!"
Dark Pit was suffering the same fate, but at least he could move towards her. "I'm coming to help you!" He reached for her hands but they were both submerged in the mud along with her arms.
She screamed before having her whole body be engulfed by the mud.
"No! No!" He dug away at the dirt, cupping handfuls of them and throwing them to side. "No, please!" The angel pleaded, but no one else heard but himself. Never had he felt so determined to save a life. That girl helped him and was about to lose her life because of it. He had to help her, but all of his efforts were against. More and more water sank into the ditch, making it even more muddy and slippery.
He had left his Silver Bow and Electroshock Arm back at the mansion. He thought he wouldn't need them since he wouldn't get into trouble, but that was his worst mistake yet. He could have blown away the mud with his bow, or even used Electroshock Arm to launch them to safety.
But even without his weapons, he held his breath and dove deep into the mud. He felt ___'s hand and held his as tight as he could. Please, gods, give me strength!, he wished. His feathers began to glow with an ominous aura. Despite the pain, he spread out his wings and used the Power of Flight to launch him and ___ out of the mud's clutches to the safety of the road.
The girl was finally able to get a fresh air, yet she laid unconscious.
Satisfied with saving her, he laid on the soggy road and rested. He had used so much of his powers in that single flight that he didn't have any strength left. He couldn't feel the coldness of the rain as he slowly slipped into sleep. The last thing he saw was two pairs of lights focusing on him and ___.
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After quite some time, the angel woke up in yet another bed, but this was no ordinary bed. It was a hospital bed. He looked around to see that he was in the infirmary, but this was no ordinary infirmary.
There were a couple of jars filled with football sized pills along with a lovely picture of Princess Peach and fire flowers in pots.
He smiled from ear to ear. "This is doctor Mario's!" He cheered. "___, we made it!" He looked around for her, but she was nowhere in sight. She was in a worse state as he was, and so where can she possibly be?
"Dark Pit!" All of the sudden, two arms wrapped around him from his side.
"___!" He hugged her back. "Gods, you almost scared me! Are you ok?"
"Yeah, Doctor Mario really nursed me back to health over the past few fours."
"W-Wait. How long were we out?"
___ looked out the window to see the sun rising. "Since throughout that rainy night."
"I thought we got into a comma."
"No silly, don't be so dramatic." ___ joked and playfully bumped him in the arm.
He responded by hissing because his bandaged wing got jabbed instead. "Fuck."
"S-sorry!" ___ sighed. "Really I am. Y'know, I'm sorry about this whole trip altogether. I made the situation worse by riding in the rain. I-I should have paid attention to the weather than my GPS. If I would of know, none of this would have happened in the first place."
"No, no, it's fine, ___. All that matters is that we're ok and didn't lose our lives. Besides, you did the best you could for me. Without you, I would still be unconscious out in the rain. Hell, you saved my life! And so don't be too hard on yourself."
"Well, I did those things. B-but I also want to thank you for saving my life as well! Doctor Mario saw you fly up into the sky with you carrying me out of the mud."
"I had to. I couldn't just let you die just to some silly mud. You offered all the help to me, and so I had to thank you in any way possible."
"I guess we're even, huh?"
"Guess, so." He chuckled. "Anyways, what did you do when I was out?"
"I hanged out with doctor Mario as he showed me around the mansion! He also showed me all the smashers and described how wonderful it was." ___ rambled on. "I asked him if I could live here, but he said I couldn't have my own dorm in the mansion, but my own small house in Smashville! He also said there are plenty of job opportunities there, and so I will not only be able to live here, but thrive!"
"That's great!" He hopped out of the bed. "Has he showed you around Smashville."
"Er, no." She twiddled with her thumbs. "I was a little too shy to really explore that place on my own. I was thinking, maybe, ugh, if-"
"If I could come with you?" He smirked toyingly.
"Y-yeah."
"C'mon, it isn't that scary. Most of the folks are really sweet. Ugh, too sweet at times that I felt like I was going to die from diabetes." The dark angel gagged and he got a laugh out of her. He then grabbed her hand. "I'll even show you some of the best places to go." He wasn't the adventure type, but man was getting to relive the town with ___ put a spark in that edgy heart of his.
The girl grinned and laughed as they ran throughout the hallway acting like giddy six-year-olds. "W-woah! I can follow you just find y'know! W-What do you even have in-store for me?" Although, she didn't mind having him hold his hand. In fact, she was red all over.
"Just you wait and see!"
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Author's Note
I really liked to add some slice of life to my fanfics. It's always refreshing to write. But if you want me to change it, don't be afraid to ask! Don't forget to vote if you liked it and add to your one of your reading lists for extra support!
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