You thought this would just be another relaxing trip to the Skyworld hot springs. Oh, if only. If only you didn't walk in on something so... horrible! Lady Palutena was there, sure, that's normal. She enjoys the hot springs. But oh, what wasn't normal was that she had quite a mouthful of Dark Pit's—you can't even bring yourself to say it—his 'staff'. You thought you were her favorite! To see her doing 'that' with someone, much less that cocky doppelganger of yours... Why, it almost brings you to tears.
And so, you sulk, wandering the clouds and temples of Skyworld, bemoaning the terrible sight you just saw. You fall to the floor and sit up against a column on some forgotten floating island, burying your head in your knees.
"We all need a good cry sometimes, don't we?" muses a familiar, accented voice.
Lifting your head up, you turn and see a ridiculously tall bespectacled woman with short black hair, clad in an equally-dark skin-tight suit, likewise resting against a column. "You're..."
"Remember me, darling?" she coos. She's right, you do remember her, from that fighting tournament...
"Bayonetta..." you recall, choking back tears. "What... what brings you here?"
"Even witches take vacations, angel-boy. You can get quite a lot of sun here." Her heels click as she saunters over, kneeling beside you and placing a hand on your shoulder. "Well, I won't ignore the obvious. What's got you down?"
Nearly bawling, you tell Bayonetta all the dirty details of what you saw.
She gives a wistful sigh. "That's how goddesses are. Their whims are as fickle as the weather."
That doesn't help much, and she knows it. "I know how you feel, darling. Trust me, I've been there before," she comforts, running her fingers through your hair. You can't help but blush at her affectionate contact.
Exhaling, you ask "Did I do something wrong, Bayonetta?"
"No no," she reassures. "I think you just need a lady, not a goddess," she says as she hooks your arm and stands, bringing you up with her.