Emperor Palpatine POV
Emperor Palpatine is sitting on his throne and Vader is kneeling before him.
Emperor Palpatine: I sense a disturbance in the force.
Darth Vader: I have felt it master.
Emperor Palpatine: Jedi General Pantheon is getting more support and the goddesses are getting stronger.
Darth Vader: That means nothing, I can crush them.
Emperor Palpatine: We can no longer think of them as an annoyance. They are a threat.
Darth Vader: Why
Emperor Palpatine: Pantheons sacrifices for that world has inspired the goddesses to gain strength.
Darth Vader: But now we know who they are I will hunt them down and kill them, as you intend master.
Emperor Palpatine: You must be relentless, do not hesitate show no mercy Lord Vader, if even a single CPU survives.
Emperor Palpatine: This enemy we have created will be our undoing.
Darth Vader leaves in silence to hunt Pantheon and the goddesses.
On The Ocean Noire POV
Noire is holding a sleeping Pantheon with his head in her chest and rubbing his back.
Noire: Pantheon is so adorable. *She says while looking at him dotingly*
Blanc: I want to hold him to Noire. Can I?
Noire: When we are back at Planeptune then sure.
Blanc: Fine. (I love holding you Pantheon.)
Neptune: Panthy is quite cute when he is sleeping.
Plutia: I want to cuddle him Neppy...
Neptune: We cant right now sorry Plutie.
Plutia: Boo... Fiiine *She says disappointed*
Plutia: Noire... We should feed Panthy... He hasn't eaten in a few days...
Noire: Alright Plutia we can feed him when we get Pantheon parts so Revan can fix his trachea.
Plutia: Yay...! Wait...
Noire: What is it?
Plutia: Um... Who is going to feed Panthy...?
Neptune: Hmm? Who should do it.
Blanc: Can I feed him?
Noire: Sure I will just hand Pantheon back to me when you are done.
Blanc: Thanks Noire.
Noire: Your welcome Blanc.
Neptune: Hey Noire, Blanc! You haven't given us a opinion on this!
Plutia: That is right...! We want to too...!
Noire: Both of you quiet down. If you keep being loud Pantheon will wake up.
Blanc: We don't want him to awake now. It is not time yet. We are still on the ocean.
Neptune: I am sorry.
Plutia: We are...
Noire: Good. The reason we are doing this is because Pantheon lives in your nation so we wont be able to see him very often.
Blanc: We want to have a time to spoil Pantheon as well.
Neptune: Okay we understand.
Plutia: Oh... Alright we can wait...
Leanbox Neptune POV
Noire: We arrived without incident. *She cuddles Pantheon more*
Blanc: Right. No traps. Leanbox must be confident.
Noire: Pantheon its time to wake up. *She says softly and releases his head from her chest*
Pantheon wakes up slowly.
Pantheon: Are we in Leanbox Noire? *Pained Whisper*
Noire: Yes we are Pantheon, we will get you medical attention soon.
Pantheon: Alright Noire. Thank you for letting me sleep in your embrace. *Pained Whisper*
Noire: No need to thank me Pantheon. We promised you we would do this when Neptune and I became CPUs, we would hold you every day. *She smiles at Pantheon Dotingly*
Neptune: Plutie, check out that restaurant! You can buy slabs of questionable meat stuck between slices of bread!
Plutia: Wooooooow They're soooo big... I could never eat the whole thing...
Noire: And we brought along two tourists, apparently.
Pantheon: Tourists? What do you mean? *Pained Whisper*
Noire: Well Neptune and Plutia want sightsee instead of the important business we came here for in the first place. *Patient Tone*
Blanc: That could be seen as confidence on their end, too.
Pantheon: I don't think that is confidence. I believe they are curious about Leanbox.
Blanc: Alright Pantheon.
Neptune: Think they have video game stores? Let's investigate this mystery!
Plutia: Ooooh, wait for me...! I'll help you look...
Noire: Stoppit! We're not here to play! Gaaah, you two are impossible!
Blanc: So you say, but you end up going with them every single time.
Leanbox Mechanical Parts Depot Plutia POV
Plutia: Hey Neppy... Is this the place...?
Neptune: It is Plutie, so lets look for some parts! The sooner we do this the sooner Panthy is fixed!
Noire: Yeah Pantheon needs them asap. Lets look around for some parts that can be used to hold up Pantheons Trachea.
Blanc: Alright lets find some. Hey can you help us find some metal parts?
Pantheon: Lets hope they have them.
Clerk: Why yes I can. What parts are you looking for?
Plutia: Um... Well we need screws, metal plates, and hmm...
Neptune: Some long and very thin metal pipes, and lastly a metal ring that can widen or tighten.
Blanc: I guess that is it?
Noire: Yes that is all how much would this cost?
Clerk: That would cost ten thousand credits.
Pantheon: I will pay them out of my pocket. *He hands over the required cash*
Noire: Pantheon you don't need to spend any money.
Blanc: We will take care of the fees and costs.
Neptune: Come on we want to take care of you in all ways. *Disappointed tone*
Plutia: That is right Panthy, but its too late now I think...
The clerk brings out all the metal parts needed and gives them to the CPUs.
Clerk: There are all the parts you need. I hope you are satisfied with the service I provided.
Noire: We are and thank you.
Neptune: Thanks.
Plutia: We are grateful...
Blanc: We couldn't have done this without your help.
Pantheon: I am thankful.
Clerk: Alright your welcome all of you well now if you need nothing else can you head out of the store?
Pantheon: We can.
Noire: Alright. *She walks out of the store while holding Pantheon*
Plutia: Goodbye... *She walks out of the store*
Neptune: Maybe we will see you later. *She walks out of the store*
Blanc: Have a nice day. *She walks out of the store*
Clerk: Such polite customers.
Leanbox Restaurant Blanc POV
Blanc: Well we are here Noire can you hand over Pantheon to me? *She transforms*
Noire: *Sigh* Fine Blanc here. *She hands over Pantheon to her*
Plutia: We want to feed him too...
Neptune: That is right can we have a turn?
White Heart: Not this time. *She holds Pantheon and hugs him from behind gently*
Plutia: Aww boo...
Neptune: Fine lets find a table then.
Noire: Alright. *She sits down at the nearest empty table*
White Heart: Pantheon you are going to enjoy this. *She smiles as she sits down with Pantheon now on her lap*
Plutia: What will we order...? *She sits down at the same empty table*
Neptune: Why not pudding? Its fast and tastes good? *She sits down last at the empty table*
Noire: But that has no nutrients in it.
White Heart: I think we should order some pasta. What do you think Pantheon?
Pantheon: What is pasta? I don't know what that is.
Neptune: Panthy, you don't know what pasta is?
Plutia: Panthy is that true...?
Noire: He never ate except when we fed him.
Pantheon: That is correct I only ate a pill every few months that could refill the water and nutrients in my body since I was one years old.
White Heart: Well Pantheon with us you will be able to eat and we will feed you ourselves,
Noire: So you don't have to use those pills anymore to survive.
Neptune: Yeah Panthy you are in our care.
Plutia: You wont have to suffer anymore Panthy...
Pantheon: Alright I understand.
Waiter: Can I get your order?
White Heart: We would like a large amount of pasta that would be enough for all of us.
Waiter: Is that all?
Noire: Yes it is, how much will it cost?
Waiter: It will cost eighty credits.
Neptune: Okay here you go. *She hands over the required amount of credits*
Waiter: Alright the order you placed will be here in five minutes. *He leaves*
Plutia: Okay goodbye...
Five Minutes Later
Waiter: Here is the pasta you all ordered. Be careful it is hot.
Plutia: Thank you...
Neptune: We are grateful for this.
White Heart: Well can it be put on the table?
Noire: We hope you can do that.
Waiter: Why yes I will. *He puts down five bowls of pasta and five spoons in front of everyone*
Waiter: Well goodbye you all. *He leaves*
Neptune: We can now dig in!
Plutia: Yay...!
Noire: Alright we will.
White Heart: Pantheon its time to feed you.~
Pantheon: Um... *His face turns slightly red*
White Heart: Aww, you are very cute when you are embarrassed.~ Open wide.~ *She scoops some pasta out of Pantheons bowl with a spoon and brings it to his mouth*
Pantheon: Ahhh. *He closes his mouth and eats* (This tastes quite good)
White Heart: How do you like it Pantheon?~
Pantheon: *He opens his mouth* It tastes quite good.
White Heart: I am glad you like it, now say ahhh.~ *She scoops another spoonful of pasta and brings it to Pantheons mouth*
Pantheon: Ahhhh. *He closes his mouth and eats* (Maybe I should eat more often)
Noire: He is very cute like this.
Plutia: I want to hold him soon...
Neptune: I want to gently tug his cheeks.
Thirty Minutes Pass
Everyone is done eating and White Heart hands Pantheon back to Noire.
White Heart: That was so adorable. *She transforms back*
Noire: Yes it is. Did you enjoy yourself Pantheon? *She cuddles Pantheon gently into her chest*
Pantheon: I did. Thank you all.
Noire: Your welcome.
Plutia: Your welcome Panthy...
Neptune: Anytime Panthy.
Blanc: We can do this again today if you want?
Noire: We cant we still need to meet the CPU of this nation.
Blanc: *Sigh* Fine.
Noire: Lets go everyone.
Pantheon: Okay.
Blanc: We might be late but alright.
Plutia: We get to see the new CPU...!
Neptune: Okay lets get going.
Everyone leaves the restaurant and heads to Leanbox Basilicom.
Leanbox Basilicom Neptune POV
Noire: Hmm... This is...
Blanc: Leanbox's Basilicom, I take it?
Pantheon: I see this place has a lot of stuff within it.
Plutia: Oooooooh!
Noire: What is all this junk?! It's like a big amusement park!
Neptune: That's how Vert rolls. She's the same here, too...
Neptune: Woah, there are a lot of games! Well, actually, I think there's nothing BUT games in here...
Neptune: Is that a lineup of consoles? Sweet! This whole bookcase is full of nothing but game systems!
Plutia: Heeeeey, why is the boy on that poster not wearing any clothes?
Noire: Gaaah! C-Cover your eyes! *She moves Pantheons face into her chest gently but deeply*
Noire: Pantheon I will not allow you to see this. *She cuddles him protectively*
Blanc: This is where a so-called sacred CPU conducts her business...?
Vert: Hmhmhmm. I see that you are all quite impressed by the splendor of my Basilicom.
Noire: That voice...! *She releases Pantheons face from her chest*
Pantheon: Huh? Why did you do that Noire?
Noire: I will not allow you to be corrupted by these suggestive posters.
Vert: Thank you, CPUs of the other nations, for coming here today, and hello Jedi.
Noire: Wait, you're...Vert...!
Pantheon: Hello there!
Blanc: Which means, you're this nation's...?
Neptune: Oh. My. Science. Impossible. Like, seriously. Vert's the CPU of Leanbox? My mind is blown. *Nep Face*
Plutia: Neppyyyy, you don't sound as surprised as you're saying...
Neptune: I know... I figured I'd try to play along.
Pantheon: Neptune. You knew all along?
Neptune: Yes I did, and the readers do to.
Pantheon: Huh? Readers?
Vert: As I thought. The Jedi and Planeptune's CPUs show only a lukewarm reaction.
Vert: But the other two seem to be properly shocked by my big reveal.
Noire: I mean, sure, we're surprised that the CPU, but more importantly...
Blanc: What the hell is up with your Basilicom?
Vert: Hmm? Is something problematic here?
Pantheon: Yes Vert.
Noire: I cant find a part that isn't!
Neptune: What's the deal with this cockpit controller? It's dumb, but rad! Nobody could fit this in their house!
Plutia: What's a...BL-CD game? Oooooh The two boys on the jewel case are about to kiss, I think...
Pantheon: Huh?
Vert: Those two seem quite satisfied.
Blanc: Dumbasses! Stop screwing around! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Noire: Hey! I told you to stop, didn't I?!
Plutia: Yeeeeeah Sorry...
Neptune: There's more cool stuff in here than in a refrigerator! It's a lot more retro than my Vert's room, honestly.
Pantheon: So there are two Verts.
Vert: Hmhmhmm. As usual, you are all quite spirited. Now then, one more time, for formality's sake...
Vert: I am Vert, the CPU of Leanbox. I apologize for keeping my identity a secret before.
Blanc: So I assume your visit to Lowee was a act of espionage by a competing CPU?
Pantheon: Or spying on foreign events.
Vert: That is a satisfactory deduction. You are not as dull as I had thought.
Blanc: I don't like that condescending tone... You're too cocky...
Noire: Confident, aren't you? You called us here even after sneaking into Lowee and seeing what we're capable of.
Vert: Another excellent deduction! How unexpected. I had honestly thought you all lacked intellect.
Pantheon: ?!?!?
Noire and Blanc: The only idiots are those two!
Plutia: Wowee, perfect harmony...
Neptune: They're only in sync when it comes to putting us down.
Noire: Shut it, you two. If you don't, we apparently get lumped in with your idiocy.
Neptune: I don't see how that's my fault.
Plutia: Noire, you're being soooo mean...
Blanc: Whatever the case, calling all four of us CPUs here is getting a bit carried away, no?
Blanc: I'll snap that nose off your face so you cant look down on us again!
Vert: My, such a barbaric threat. Calm yourself. I don't particularly enjoy violence, myself.
Blanc: The hell? So you picked a fight with us, but you're just gonna run away?
Pantheon becomes nervous as his physical condition is still really bad.
Vert: I am not picking a fight.
Vert: I simply plan to take every share available on your continent in a fair manner.
Noire: Meaning?
Vert: It means I do not have to fight you to achieve that goal.
Vert: When I release Leanbox's newest piece of hardware, the people will flock to me naturally.
Pantheon: Its all about videogames *Sigh*
Vert: Besides...
Blanc: Besides...?
Vert: Hmph. *She looks at Noire's chest*
Noire: Wh-What is it?
Vert: So-so. hmmm... *She looks at Neptune's chest*
Neptune: Wh-What? Is my chest making a funny face or something?
Vert: No boing. Hmm... *She looks at Blanc's chest*
Blanc: Wh-Where the hell are you looking?!
Vert: Basically concave... Hmm... *She looks at Plutia's chest*
Plutia: Uhhhh?
Vert: A board has more bump.
Plutia: Grr... HRRMMMMM...!
Vert: Hmhmhmmm. Please stare at mine for as long as you like.
BADA-BOING
Plutia: Whooooa That sound effect was waaaaay different for yours...!
Vert: Hmm... *She looks at Pantheon* You would make a excellent younger brother to spoil.
Pantheon: Huh? What does that mean?
Vert: You will see soon enough Jedi. *She chuckles*
Vert: One individual of average size, two below average, one dream younger brother, and one rather hopeless case... That sums it up.
Vert: Hmhmhmm. The other nations do not appear to have very...blessed CPUs.
Noire: Oh, phew. At least I'm normal.
Blanc: J-Jackass! Tell me again who the hopeless case is, huh?! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Vert: Oh? I do not recall naming names. Unless, of course, you are already painfully aware of your situation.
Blanc: What?! I...I...arrrgh! *She transforms*
White Heart: You worthless sack of meatshit! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Plutia: Uh-ooooh It would be reeeeally bad to go on a rampage in the Basilicom...
Neptune: Fiiiight! A fight's gonna happen!
Vert: Heavens, you are quite the barbaric one. Even so...
Vert: Hmhmhmm. Even when you transform, your situation remains hopeless.
White Heart: Gaaaaaaaaaaah! LET ME GO RIGHT NOW! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Plutia: That wasn't very nice... You said tooooo much, Vert... I feel bad for poor Blanny...
Neptune: Yeah don't bully the sorry kid! Flat folk can't help their flatness!
Pantheon: *Facepalms* (Neptune you are only escalating this further)
White Heart: You two aren't any better off! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Vert: As expected, the fight is over before I even brandish a weapon. Try to enjoy the time you have left!
Vert: Hmhmhmm!
White Heart: Get the hell back here! Gaah! I'll NEVER forgive her!
Noire: I never expected her to come at us with a full-frontal assault, so to speak. What should we do?
White Heart: What else?! We give her a full-frontal assault of our own, dammit!
White Heart: All we gotta do is sell our consoles so hard that nobody will even notice hers when it comes out!
Pantheon: (It is all about video games huh.)
Noire: That's the most effective way to approach someone's straightforward tactics, I suppose.
Noire: I'm confident in my hardware. I need to think up a cool slogan and get a sales campaign going...
White Heart: Lets head back! I don't want to spend another damn minute in this annoying nation! *Pissed Tone with a red eye*
Noire: Yeah. There's no downside to going home right away, so let's do that.
Pantheon: Okay.
Plutia: They left... Aww, and I wanted to stay and play a while longer...
Neptune: Boy howdy, youngsters today sure are full of vim and vinegar or whatever.
Plutia: Hey, Neppy? Should we do something, too...?
Neptune: Naw, we don't got to bother. I mean its Vert, so...yeah, no.
Plutia: Ohhh, okey-dokey So because it's Vert, we'll be fine?
Neptune: Yep. Vert's just being Vert.
Noire POV
Noire: Lets fly home. *She transforms after she puts down Pantheon*
Blanc: Alright. *She transforms*
Plutia: Lets go home...! *She transforms*
Neptune: Okay we will go! *She transforms*
Black Heart picks up Pantheon from the front.
Black Heart: Alright lets get going.
Ten minutes later in the air flying to Planeptune.
Pantheon: Its been a while since you have done this Noire.
Black Heart: I know are you comfortable Pantheon?
Pantheon: Yes I am but I am very cold. *He shivers a lot*
Black Heart: I have a solution to fix that.
Pantheon: You do? What is it?
Black Heart: I will show you. *She pushes Pantheon into her chest gently but deeply and starts to rub his back*
Black Heart: Are you warm enough? *Worried Tone*
Pantheon: So comfy... So warm...
Black Heart: Aww. I guess that answers my question. *She chuckles and says dotingly*
Pantheon: Can I sleep here Noire?
Black Heart: Sure go ahead, you wont be cold or uncomfortable while you sleep I will make sure of that.
Pantheon: Yay... *He falls asleep*
Black Heart: That's so cute. *She smiles* (You are our Pantheon, we will keep you safe and happy we promise)