Pots can be useful - in more than one way!

          It truly came as no surprise.

          She had known that an extended absence would likely cause him some distress, some alarm, some... loneliness. In truth, she loathed the idea of it as well. He was perhaps one of the most unique individuals she’d ever met, and one she’d grown quite fond of, to put it simply. Even now, as she stares on at the starry night sky, appreciating its everlasting beauty, sensing his distress and, perhaps, a bit of unexpected embarrassment...  She couldn’t help but reminisce in the times she’d do this often. The times she’d get to spend around him, whimsically speaking about trivial things that either enlightened him or distracted him from the horrible things that poisoned this world.

          Who knew that the world’s poison would soon find its way to her, driving her into the shadows, to fall into old habits once more...?

          The next time she looks at him, it’s not without a bit of remorse in her gaze. Her voice, ever soothing, speaks in such a way that almost seems to loathe what she had ended up doing, leaving him to his own devices for so long.

Time has treated you well, it would seem. I will be straightforward with you, as not to scheme. You know this by now, i can feel it in your heart.. How much it pained you, and I, to be this far apart.. 

            When she turns to him fully, her head ducks down, almost refusing to meet her gaze-- for once, the Witch of Fates feels... sadness. It permeates the air in an almost visible fog, as her long, tendril-like arm wraps around her person as if to comfort herself.

   Oh gee, that’s a rare Pokémon right there… One that doesn’t normally like people as far as Luigi was aware. Why was it staring at him like that..?

       ❝I-I’m-a real sorry if I’m-a in your territory…❞

This one... this one is unfamiliar.

A green color palette, brown hair, a very recognizable mustache, ah, she could have sworn she’s seen his face somewhere before... where could it have been?

Hmm. No matter. After all, why worry about such minute details? Surely, there is something that she doesn’t know about him that she’d very much like to know.

Perhaps it wasn’t evident at first, but she is very slowly approaching him. The closer she gets, the stronger the pressure around him, practically freezing him in place. Her eyes, though shrouded by shadow, held no malice-- after all, she’s simply curious.

          You try to be nice one time......

          I bet you’re wondering what ever happened to that gift box Dark Samus was holding onto, huh?

          --- oh, did you think it was coming out on Christmas? Nah. This wasn’t supposed to be a Christmas present.

          The entity’s crackling fingers slowly moved to grasp the edges of the box, curling beneath its cardboard cover to slowly pry it open. Thinking about what horrific sounds and wriggling and squelching it made before, one could only assume it to be something horrible, something only a gross, violent entity like H E R  could even fathom considering a gift. Could it be a omen, predicting another horrible year? 

           The top of the box is tossed aside, the contents of the box are revealed...

                 It’s---

                                  .... 

          The present box Dark Samus has not let go of for several days straight has started wriggling again.

          This time, however, the top of the box slips off. Within seconds, a thick, black tendril suddenly reaches out of the box. The moment this happens, the phazon brutally SMASHES her fist into the box, emitting a horrible, disgusting squelch sound, followed by a very pained screech that is soon smothered by the top of the gift box being secured back on.

... All things considered, a break from taking care of everyone during the holiday ball does sound like a reasonable enough seasonal gift.

but deedee is in smash

she just has less ‘e’s in her name

and has another ‘de’

and is actually a giant penguin man with a giant hammer

and instead of a laboratory its just a giant cave full of nothing but depression, sadness, and lava

“ Kehheh. I like this guy. “

  “I can’t stop you, buddy.”

 Weirdness was just a part of his life, really.

“ ......... “