Two Sizes Too Small (for Ashes)

Putting a hand to Peach's shoulder, she stilled the nervous woman, raising her palm up and gently brushing over her face, wiping away the visible tears that stained her expression. "Peach..." She sympathetically asked, hating to see her accomplice in such poor shape. "Don't lie to me. What happened?"

[Atlas]

"...I-It's not her fault Palutena, she was just upset was all; I had bothered her so much and she...s-she..." Whimpering, Peach slowly turned and raised up the back of her dress. Still an angry red color, several darker oval shapes were patterned across her bottom from the hairbrush, the princess unable to hold back the tears as she bawled."I-I was just trying to help and I ruined her day further; I'm sorry!!"

Being an ancient goddess, Palutena had a habit of sometimes talking down to adult humans as if they were her children. Now was one of those times, when the goddess's motherly instincts kicked in, and she continued to dry the tears of Peach with her robe's sleeve. "Who, Peach, who? Who did this to you?" She demanded to know. "Tell me the truth."

[Atlas]

"...Samus." She replied in a soft whisper, lowering her dress back down as she stared at the ground ashamed. She wanted to cry more but even the effort of that was too tiring for her, her body aching, her mood crushed, and to top it off she had been caught crying in front of a GODDESS. The luck of it all almost made Peach laugh. Almost.

If years could be lost off an immortal's life, Palutena would've just grown much nearer to death. Her face hardened into stone. "I shouldn't have asked. It was obvious." She sighed, swiveling her festive staff in her hand and having it vanish into thin air. "I can tolerate arguments, even on a night like tonight, but I will NOT accept this kind of treatment of you, Peach."

Gently wrapping her arm with Peach's, she took her back over towards Samus' door. Walking her gently there, in case she got nervous, knowing how nerve-wracking this must be.

[Atlas]

Shivering quite a bit, Peach was quickly shaking her head as visions of Samus opening up with a hairbrush in hand. "Palutena I know this is troubling but she just needs space, s-she...she made it VERY clear that trying to get her involved in the community was a mistake."

"..." Bringing a hand down and giving Peach's a reassuring squeeze, Palutena brought her free knuckle upward and gave the door a patient three knocks. "I won't make you stay, but I also won't let this action go unpunished." She explained, firm in her position, "If you wish to leave, please do. But I will get her to apologize."

Samus was still sprawled out on her bed, blonde hair sprawled behind her in an unkempt mess. But instead of having any hands on a phone, or other device for entertainment, both held her head. Bad decisions. Very, very bad decisions. Impulsive anger made her lash out on a friend and ruin her holiday. At least it made her go away, she rationalized.

The three knocks triggered devilish eyes that could've burned a hole in the wooden framework. "Go away!" Samus called back to whoever was asking to enter, "I'm not in the mood!"

She shot up and onto her legs as the door burst open, her demands ignored, a decadent goddess behind with out-stretched, silver wings that had just overriden the lock. "We need to talk." Palutena opened. "...you." Samus muttered.

[Atlas]

Palutena was perhaps one of the only few who could match Samus's height and in some of her forms, even surpass it. Currently however, her gaze met the blonde's with cool disapproval as she stepped forward, forcefully letting herself into the room. Giving a glance around, her eyes narrowed as she spied the handle of what looked like a brush lying on the bed. "Samus. You and I need to have a word. It seems a...conversation was had with Peach that I am utterly appalled with."

Standing meekly in the door, the princess slowly stepped into the room and moved off to the side, gaze down at the floor. Folding her arms, the green haired goddess gave her a light glance before her full attention turned back to Samus. "Is it true that you raised a hand against Peach, and not only that, but then offered no sort of apologies for your actions?"

Fingers twitched in eager anger as Samus eyed Palutena viciously. She was not expecting to have to deal with Peach again so soon, and especially not in the mood she was in. "Doesn't being a goddess mean you have some kind of advanced hearing? I said I'm NOT in the mood." She turned her glare to Peach while she continued to explain. "She came into my room after I told her to leave me alone, she insulted me, and I lost my temper. End of story."

Pushing herself off her bed, she took to her feet and strode to Palutena, crossing her arms as she looked up into her eyes unblinkingly. "Get out." She hissed.

[Atlas]

Humans. A incredibly tricky species that Palutena sometimes questioned but ultimately admired for their resourcefulness and intelligence. Still, some days she had to rethink that when dealing eith certain members of the bunch, a certain blonde one the current example. Staring Samus right back, Palutena made no sign of stepping back as she moved closer, an eyebrow arching.

"If I was as wild and childish as you seem to be right now, I would answer with 'Make me.' However I am NOT a human child. I am a goddess. You will do well to remember that when we are done." Gripping Samus's wrist in a vise like hold, she without trouble began to tug her towards the bed, despite them both being around the same height. Pulling her down over her lap as she sat down, she eyed the brush, an idea came to mind that she'd bring up later.

Gazing back down at the bounty hunter across her lap, she waved a hand, a soft glow emitting from her palm. "We will start with 100 and count them out together. Failure to do so or miscounting will only make me start over." Waving her hand slowly, Samus's clothing began to glow and then shimmered away in a twinkle of light, leaving the blonde not only bared, but positively nude.

"Consider this extra punishment for adressing me and Peach so rudely." She replied before giving a light tap to Samus's bottom. Peach, who had been watching from the corner blushed darkly, bringing her gloved hands up to her face to block out the view, only to peek out.