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One day Kirby was on a picnic with Adeleine, Gooey, and Bandanna Dee. Adeleine kept painting food for them to eat. While Kirby and Gooey were munching down on the food, Bandee was analyzing her painting. He wish he had that kind of artistic talent, but the most he could draw is Kirby. One time he drew an exact photorealistic portrait of King Dedede, but that ability never came back to him.

Adeleine wasn’t so happy. She was, hanging out with her friends, but she had something on her mind. She was surprised she never thought of it before, when did she get this ability? It doesn’t come naturally like Vividria and Elline, it must be unnatural for her species. What was her species? She looked different from everyone else in the galaxy, let alone Popstar. The closest resemblance to her species are the fairies from Ripple Star, but they have wings and are much smaller in size.

“Hey Ado, aren’t you getting tired?”, asked Bandee, snapping her out her train of thought. “You’ve been painting for those two for a while!”

“Now that you mention it, a bit.”

She took a break and ate the food she painted. Though, she couldn’t stop thinking about that. It was then when a convenient “friend” showed up.

“Heya Kirby, Bandee, Gooey, Adeleine!” Said Magolor. “We should all go on an inter universal trip! Marx already agreed! Whaddya say?”

The four of them were startled by his appearance and offer, without an answer at first. Then Adeleine said “Yeah, I’ll go.” Bandee and Kirby then followed. Since Kirby was going, Meta Knight also came. She would’ve been with Ribbon, but she just got appointed Queen’s Advisor back at Ripple Star, a huge honor. She let her be and went back to her home planet of Popstar, or so she thought.

Kirby, Bandee, Meta Knight, Marx, Adeleine, and Magolor were on board and ready. Magolor went and typed various ancient gibberish on the screen, setting coordinates for the Lor Starcutter to travel. It took him longer this time, though. Maybe because of the “presented by Haltmann Works Company” that made Meta Knight jump.

“Ugh, I knew I shouldn’t have let that rich girl tinker with my ship.” , he said, referring to Susie Haltmann.

“Heya Maggie, ya think there’s another person who we meet who betrays Kirby?”, joked Marx. Meta Knight glared at him.

“I told you to stop calling me Maggie”

“Ok fine Mags.” replied Marx, leading to a shared sigh between Meta Knight and Magolor. Their first stop was universe KR-2002. Meta Knight and Kirby recognized it as Earth. However, not as they had left it. This must be a universe where the people of earth still existed, and the civilization was at its prime.

Adeleine looked out the window of the Starcutter, amazed to see her kind. So many of them too! It brought tears to her eyes. The ship landed in an isolated spot in the mountains. There, they weren’t sure what to do.

“Usually I’d say wear a disguise but we don’t have any.”, Magolor said.

“Yeah, I’d like to see you as an Ado.” Marx followed, leading to a snarl from the one he remarked at.

“Wait, I can just paint a bag so you all can fit in.” Adeleine suggested.

“That’s gotta be a pretty big bag. Besides how much weight can you carry?” Marx said.

“Finally, you are useful” Meta Knight said in relief.

“Well I never heard YOU come up with anything!” Marx replied.

“Fine. Adeleine can carry all four of us in one bag. Magolor, you are a magician, surely there must be some way you can shrink us all.” Meta Knight said in response.

“Well, I can shrink us all, but it’ll only work for a brief amount of time. We have to enter and exit this world quick.” Magolor planned. Even for a few minutes, it was enough for Adeleine.

And so, Magolor shrunk them all and went into Adeleine’s bag. The four of them bounced against each other as she walked. While it was grueling for the others, Kirby had a very fun time in the bag.

Eventually, she talked to someone. He had long brown hair, and a blue jacket over his red shirt. He showed her around, since she got lost. “You’re very nice sir. I’m, trying, to get used to this.”

“Thanks, the name’s Shinji. Shinji Kido.” The man said, Adeleine would always remember that. It was then when the whole thing was ruined when she tripped and the four fell out of her bag, conveniently growing back to normal size. “Monsters? These ones are so cute!”

“We’ll that’s very rude sir. I am not a monster and none of my friends are. You tell him Mags!” Marx informed Shinji. Magolor stayed silent.

“It can talk too?! Well, a monster’s a monster.” Shinji said, turning towards a window and pulling out what looked like a card deck. Just then, a belt appeared around him.

“Henshin!”

He inserted the deck into the belt and armor formed around him. “Another knight?” Said an astonished Meta Knight. Then, the red knight jumped into the glass, vanishing.

“Eh? Can’t you only stay outside the mirror realm for a certain amount of time? Isn’t that how monsters work?”

“I told ya already pal we ain’t monsters! Mags! Say something!”

“It seems that the civilization is the only intelligent life form and seems all others beyond their knowledge as monsters.” Magolor concluded.

“Oh. Hehe” said the knight as he jumped back into the physical world and turned back into Shinji. “Sorry about that. So what are you anyways?”

“We’re from another universe where your civilization has been extinct for aeons and we get to feast on all your reality warpers to get extreme power!” Ranted Marx. The others really disliked him now. Magolor was embarrassed to be the only one in Dreamland to actually like being with him besides Kirby.

“EH?!” Screamed Shinji.

“MARX! WE CAN’T TELL THEM THEY’RE ALL GONNA DIE! Anyways it’s been a pleasure but we have to leave this world now bye!” Said Magolor as he pushed the others along.

Adeleine was upset at Marx, but it didn’t last. The next world they went to looked almost identical, except with a yellow sky. They only saw it as they passed by though. There were more people, the same even. There was one wearing a white jacket and hat, another shorter person wearing a green school uniform. Finally, there was someone wearing a blue school uniform with their own modifications to it, to compliment their, intriguing hair. It was universe JO-1999 they passed through on the way to universe OH-2020.

This looked different, similar to some areas of Dreamland even. The only thing was that it appeared the civilization was atop a corpse of a giant. They were similar to the ones they saw in the past two universes, except had pointier ears. There were more than just those creatures, there were many. One looked like an elongated Waddle Doo.

The Starcutter settled on what looked to be the giant’s leg. There was a town there, but they figured they didn’t need a disguise. Nobody acknowledged the presence of the four people from another dimension. Kirby saw what looked like a fairy. “Maybe their Ribbon’s friend!” He thought.

Kirby walked up to them, “hai!” The fairy looked back. The little pink ball of joy might have startled them. But then they started to grin with their suspiciously large mouth.

“GIVE ME YOUR SKIN!” Screamed the fairy. Meta Knight rushed in and beat the fairy with the hilt of Galaxia.

“Kirby, you cannot be friends with everyone you see. Even though everyone you meet becomes your friend in our universe, it is not the same in others. You can’t just trust everyone” with that last sentence looking back and Marx and Magolor.

“Poyo?” Said a confused Kirby.

Adeleine thought that this was a mix of her universe and the previous. There was a someone there that did not have the pointy ears. She was wearing a purple and white hoodie that was cut into a T shirt. The hood has cat ears on it, she was also wearing jeans. They had shorter hair than Shinji, and a darker brown. She was holding hands with one of the pointy ear people. She had purple hair and was wearing what looked like a school outfit. They looked happy together, it reminded her of Francisca and Flamberge.

Adeleine wandered around and found her way into a large building. “Probably the school” she thought. There were many stands with teens in uniforms that confirmed her theory. They couldn’t have been older than her, all looking so enthusiastic and belonging, Adeleine longed for that. She saw the two seen earlier again. They greeted their friends. One had curly black hair, and seemed to be able to make copies of himself. The other had black hair as well, as well as having glasses. She was standing next to a blonde boy that had scars on his arms and face.

The non pointy ear one came up to her. “Wow! You’re decked up in full artist attire! Is there an art coven?” She then noticed her ears, which looked like hers. “YOU’RE A HUMAN?! HOW DID YOU END UP HERE?!” Adeleine was startled by this sudden reaction.

“Human?” She said, confused. Was that the name of their species? The other human noticed her confused face.

“Do you… not know what a human is?” She asked. Adeleine frowned and nodded. “Well, I can teach you. Were you always in the boiling isles?” She looked more confused. “Okay, for starters, I’m Luz. Luz Noceda. What’s your name?”

“A-Adeleine… but most people call me Ado.” She said nervously. Luz didn’t mind and called for a floating purple snake. Surely enough, the snake became inanimate and a large staff grew under it.

“Guys, I’ll be back in a couple minutes!” She said as she hopped on the staff, encouraging Adeleine to do so as well.

It wasn’t a few minutes. Maybe four hours at least. Luz taught her everything she knew and more. Adeleine payed attention and was interested. She also managed to spill out her loneliness and and other feelings to Luz. She listened and helped her through them.

In time, Magolor and the others came. “Ado! Where were you?! You can’t just disappear like that!” Said Magolor. Luz just went up and hugged the three. Everyone except Kirby hated it. In the end, they had to go. Adeleine said bye to Luz, happy walking back to the Starcutter.

While flying back to Popstar, she thought about something. Luz had went through her memories with her to see where she came from. They did find out. She lived in the forgotten land with the rest of the humans until Fecto Elfilis came and created portals everywhere. Baby Ado fell into one of them and ended up aeons in the future on Popstar. She was in the fountain of dreams and liked to draw. The power of the Star Rod gave her the ability to make her drawings come to life. Elfilis might have been a destructive life form that tried to kill Kirby, but without them, she would have never met her dearest friends.

“Well what a day.” Said Marx. “I need to make fun of Taranza’s dead wife.” The others gave him a Luigi death stare.

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‘Twas a normal day in Dreamland. The rules of nature (not a mgr reference) were being followed. The sun shined, the grass grew, the air blew, and Kirby was happy. All 24/7/365 occurrences in Dreamland. Gooey was under a tree, no thoughts, just Gooey.

Then he came across an ocean the same color as him. Was the ocean made of him, or was he made of ocean? He screamed, for he did not know. Gooey forgot what he was doing after this existential thought and went to fly in a random direction.

During his flying, he saw the Halberd, going straight towards him. Gooey forgot to move away and crashed into the deck, catching the attention of Meta Knight.

“Gooey? What are you doing here?” The Knight asked. Gooey had no response. “Eh, I should have expected that from you. Now Gooey, I am busy right now so would you do me a favor and see if Kirby wants to play?”

Gooey was somewhere else, tinkering with a metal structure. “No Gooey! Don’t touch that switch!” Too late. The Heavy Lobster was activated, and was programmed to kill all in sight. Meta Knight blocked a blow that it made towards Gooey. He threw him at an escape pod and sent him on his way, fighting the Heavy Lobster.

Gooey remembered nothing. It was always this way. The only thing he didn’t forget was his friends, yet he had no memories of them. He remembered people, not moments, and few people at that. The only memory he had was a reddish dark place where a white entity with a red eye sent it in a bag careening towards Popstar. He accepted this. The others did too. Maybe he was a mistake, but that made his existence all the more special.

Gooey then felt an urge to eat rocks, so he went to find them. Unfortunately for him, the rock was a brick and the brick was part of Castle Dedede. He took the brick out and swallowed it whole, attracting the attention of the King, who rushed over and stopped him.

“Gooey! I might’ve needed a crew to construct that there castle. That’s what they do best those Waddle Dees. And it comes with money back guaranteed. Anyways, if you eat a brick, then we’ll have to rebuild the castle, AGAIN. You know we all love ya, but that ain’t be too good for me.”

Unbeknownst to him, Gooey had already taken the brick out, causing all the other bricks to fall on him. “Great.” Dedede sighed, “Bandee, call the Construction Dees. Wait, GOOEY!” He had lost sight of the lovable blue blob. He started digging under the bricks for him, visibly anxious. He then saw an irritating, yet relieving sight. Gooey, acting as if nothing happened, casually eating bricks.

Gooey’s next stop was the kingdom of Floralia. The kingdom of the heavens, dominion of the sky. There was a new ruler after Queen Sectonia’s… disappearance. And this ruler immediately gave up his role to someone he thought more capable because he was under too much pressure and depression. The now former ruler is named Taranza. He was studying cooking because he always seemed to mess up recipes by either by wrong ingredients or tripping on the floor while holding it. Gooey magically got past the guards of the city without even knowing they were there and went into Taranza’s kitchen. Here he sat on a shelf, staring into the wall. It wasn’t until Taranza grabbed him instead of whatever ingredient was supposed to be there when he was noticed.

“You?! Gooey was your name?” No response “Well Gooey, you can stay here if you want. Actually, you can try out the dish I am trying to make!” He said with delight. Taranza sat Gooey down on a stool and finished his culinary masterpiece.

“Tada! Behold, the super spicy curry!” He presented it. Gooey slowly stuck his tongue out before licking up the entire thing in one swift stroke. It was spicy, too spicy. So spicy that it caused him to turn into his mock matter form involuntarily and explode.

No harm was done to Gooey, of course, but the same couldn’t be said about his surroundings. Everything was on fire and Taranza was screaming. He went on an inner monologue about how he’s useless and couldn’t do anything and then cried out a massive flood that put out the fire.

It was time for Gooey to leave, he had seen everything. He descended back down to Popstar’s surface. A few hours later, he was confronted by everyone.

Meta Knight said “Gooey, we can’t have you causing trouble for everyone in Dreamland. We know you don’t know much but you have to be kept in control. It took me breaking another mask to find the power switch for the Heavy Lobster. Dedede now has to rebuild his castle, again. And Taranza has a fire, in a kingdom on a plant.”

Gooey’s smile turned upside down, he didn’t know why, and proceeded to Christian Bale gigachad walk away on his nonexistent limbs. “I think you cut ‘em too deep, Meta Knight.” Dedede said. Meta Knight felt bad.

“Poyo…” said Kirby, approaching his blue friend. “Hai!” He said happily.

Meanwhile, Bandee was talking with his king. “How can I help you King Dedede?”

“I need some wholesome to cheer up that there Gooey!”

“That’s what we do best at friends of Kirby”

Marx interjected, “it better come with money back guarantee!”

Bandee gathered everyone, going toward Kirby and Gooey. “Gooey, we didn’t mean that. We wanted to say that we would like to be with you more to teach you not to do stuff like that.” He said.

Rick, Coo, and Nago came and nudged him into the air, Gooey happy as ever. Everyone laughed and spent the rest of the night with him.

A day later, he remembered. He remembered the events that transpired the day before. It was his second memory, but his first good memory, one shared with his friends. The lovable blue blob had much big brain stuff to do.

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Susie was in a dark abyss, nothing in sight. That was until a familiar figure approached, it was her father. His eyes were yellow and soulless. “Susie, why did you kill me?”

Code Cubes began coming and changing the place into a digital holographic landscape, eventually forming a machine she knew all too well, Star Dream. “Susanna Patryanna Haltmann… criminal record… one first degree murder… victim: Max Profit Haltmann… occupation: CEO of Haltmann Works Company… error… unworthy President… denying access to… soul… please wait…”

Susie was horrified as she began to lose consciousness until she bursted from her bed, it was all a dream. Her nightmares usually played out like that, until she gave up on sleeping and worked all night. This instance, she fell asleep sorting documents.

She would like to be in contact with leaders of the galaxy. She is already in good relations with the Queen of Ripple Star, but that was it. Suddenly, a small yet significant planet in her life popped up in her mind. Popstar. In the morning, she sent herself in a small shuttle form the Access Ark 2.0 to the land of dreams.

“So ya wanna have a trade partnership?” Said Dedede, skeptical of the idea.

“Yes, I believe that it will be beneficial to both of us. I am off to Floralia and Patch Land after this, you would like the benefits they would get, right?” Dedede nodded.

“So what are the terms of this deal?”

“Simple, you send us a plentiful amount of your country’s fuel, and we will give you 15% of all profits we make.”

“15%?! That’s so small!”

“This is across the whole galaxy, you’d still be earning billions!”

“Billions?…” the thought overtook him. “HeHAHehehehehe! You gotcha self a deal!” Said Dedede as he jumped to shake hands with Susie. Now Susie was off to her next stop.

“Great! Just sign here!” She said as she handed the king a tablet for him to sign. “And here, so we can keep in touch.” She handed him several Haltmann Phones.

She had one of her drones lift her to Floralia. However, she was denied a meeting with the king. “I’m afraid his majesty is unavailable at this time, how would you like to schedule a meeting?” Asked an official.

“Sure, when’s the nearest slot?” Replied Susie.

“2.5 years” Said the official.

“What?!” Susie exclaimed, startling the official.

“However, you can have a meeting with me in the king’s place.” The official offered. Susie agreed.

“Excellent, I am Taranza, one of the king’s officials.” Said Taranza before he tripped and fell down a flight of stairs. You might be wondering how, since he has no legs. Well, his lower body tripped on a book he left there and forgot about.

“Oh! Are you okay?” Susie asked.

“Just a normal Wednesday.” Taranza replied as he weakly got up and led her to a room. “So, what would you like to negotiate with the king?”

“I would like to organize a business partnership with this kingdom that would be beneficial to both of us.” Susie said.

Expecting a disagreement, she was met with silence as she waited for Taranza to respond until he said “Please go on.”

Susie was surprised, “Right. The terms of the deal is simple. Floralia will give . In exchange, we will give 15% of the profits earned from that to you.”?

“I will inform this to the king. Expect a response by dawn the latest.” Taranza said as he got up and bid farewell to Susie.

Her next and final stop was Patch Land, in which it did not appear in the shuttle’s scanning of the planet. She eventually went to asking Dedede it’s coordinates, in which he led her to a sock.

“What? There’s nothing here.” Said a confused Susie. Dedede told her to pick up the sock, but n which she was sucked in.

Susie opened her eyes to se herself completely made of yarn. “WHAT?! I need to scan this!” Her devices were yarn too, useless. Fortunately for her, she didn’t have to go anywhere because the monarch of Patch Land found her.

“Hello, I take it you’re from Dreamland?” Said the blue, Kirby-like person. He looked a lot like Kirby, but they were not the same species. He was blue, had more defined eyes, and a crown on his head. “I am Prince Fluff, a pleasure to meet you.”

“Hello, I am Susie, CEO of Haltmann Works Company, and I would like to speak with you.”

“Very well, we’ll stroll to my castle” he turned into a car and drove to a building in the distance, unknowingly leaving a dumbfounded Susie in the dust. Susie was questioning her previous sentence, her dreams have been taking a toll on her. Did she really deserve this? Meanwhile, Prince Fluff’s companions lifted Susie onto their backs and turned into cars, driving away.

In the meeting: “I would like to discuss a potential business partnership with your kingdom.”

“Ah yes, please go on.”

“You would give us a load of yarn, and in return, we will give 15% of all profits made off it to you. We’re making a Haltmann clothing line, you see.”

“15%? Yarn is the very life blood of this land.”

“Making the mother of all omelets here your highness, can’t fret over every egg. 15% would be approximately 120.5 billion Haltmann Dollars, which we will convert into your currency. And we will compensate for the loss of yarn by adding an extra 1.05% of the price already given to you. The magic yarn can make more, correct?”

“Yes, I suppose you have convinced me, you must be an expert negotiator.”

Susie looked away and smiled, “well, not really hehe.”

Later, Susie had the same dream, her father blaming her for her death, Star Dream, etc. “I have proved my worth as President of this company! You can’t control me!” Susie strikes back. She had never done this before. “And as for you, father, I am sorry. I will learn from both of our mistakes to make sure they don’t happen again.”

She woke up, this time, peacefully. A Sectra Dee came, informing her that his royal majesty found the terms of her deal acceptable. It also occurred to her that she had never saw the beauty of Popstar. Had she truly lost herself in her work? Just like…

Susie decided to sit along the ocean bay, it was serene and beautiful. For the first time in a while, she heard quietness. That was until a familiar happy pink face walked up next to her.

“Poyo!”

Bonus:

Taranza: how does this work?

pReZ: you tap the letters, you already did it

Taranza: who are you?

pReZ: Susie

Taranza: why is your name like that?

pReZ: you can change your name to whatever you want

NotAnOverlord: yeah get the memo

ClobbahDatDereKirbeh: how did you get on here?!

NotAnOverlord: I have an ancient prototype of the phone and used it to hack into here

pReZ: impressive, you got pass the firewall

NotAnOverlord: it was revenge for you messing with the Starcutter, stop talking like a tv villain

pReZ: fine I’ll let you stay

NotAnOverlord: have you all heard of micro transactions?

NotAnOverlord was removed from chat

Taranza: what’s a tv?

Floof: what’s a Starcutter? I got Yarn electricity to power this btw

Glasses: what’s a firewall?

pReZ: you all are helpless

Chapter Text

After being saved by Kirby and his friends, the three mage sisters and Hyness settled on Popstar, where they planned to live peacefully. It was a simple cabin in Cookie Country, nothing much, but suitable to the four. Dedede considered them lucky he let them stay in his country (as in Dreamland).

Hyness spent time atoning for his misdeeds and insanity, becoming extremely apologetic and though having low self esteem, helped others in need. Helping with that is Zan Partizanne. Zan worked with Hyness to restore him to his former mental state and has become the mother of the group, keeping everyone in order.

As for the other two mages, Francisca and Flamberge have been doing fine, helping Zan and Hyness and going into town. However, for the longest time, there was this undeniable and itching feeling between the two, that drew them closer together. Francisca decided to ask someone about this. Unfortunately, it was not a good person to ask.

Taranza was visiting Dreamland during his free time, after the kidnapping incident, he and the king had become good friends.

“Uh, Ta… (wow I forgot his name)… su… gooey?”

“Oh, Francisca! To clear up, my name is Taranza. What is troubling you today?” He said kindly, unprepared for the bomb about to strike him to the Forgotten Land.

“Lately, I’ve been feeling, different, about someone. Like a pull towards them, yet not physically. My mind wants to be with them for no discernible reason.”

The itching feeling, he knew it all too well. It triggered his ptsd. “NOOO! SECTONIA NOOO! I’M SORRY!!! I SHOULD HAVE TOLD YOU HOW I FELT! WHY DID I GET THAT MIRROR! DON’T LEAVE ME! I NEED YOU! AAAAAAAAAA!”

Dedede ran to the scene, “oh no you got him ramblin’ again. It’s okay Taranza, it’s okay, we can try clobbering that there Kirby later? Eh?”

Taranza sniffled a “fine…”. A friendly battle with Kirby was always fun.

“Now as for you Fran, it’s love, ya feel cozy around er. WAIT A MINUTE, AREN’T YOU TWO SISTERS?!”

“No, that’s a religious term for Jambastion. What is love?”

“BABY DON’T HURT ME, NO MORE. Sorry, it’s a chemical thing that makes ya watch a movie with someone, you snuggle up together. Next thing ya know you gotta raise a kid, your life falls apart, forget that last part.” Explained Dedede, which made Francisca want to ask Meta Knight for a more understandable explanation.

“Love, you say? I am no expert on the topic myself, however there is someone who I love, not in the same way you love Flamberge though.” Said Meta Knight as he trained in the Sacred Square. Francisca asked for him to elaborate. “As much as Dedede forced me to admit, I have taken more of a parental role to Kirby. Though he is my personal apprentice, he has begun to look up to me, and I can’t let him down. It is similar to you and the other mages and Hyness, from what you told me.”

Now that he said it, it was like how she and the other mages used to feel with Hyness, but it was different. “What do you think I should do?”

“This is beyond my personal experience, however, I have read about it in Taranza’s journal. Don’t worry, he gave me permission to look through it.” He reassured even though Francisca didn’t have a doubt. “He wrote that he should have told, someone, how he felt about them. There was no telling how much time he had left with them. Her. You should confess your feelings to Flamberge, I believe the rest will come naturally.” Said Meta Knight.

Back at their cabin, the four of them were watching a movie on a television, both gifts from Susie to this planet. It was a romantic comedy, as it’s description called it. The protagonist was about to confess, yet tripped over a rock and hitting their significant other, sending them both careening into a river. It made all of them laugh, making our two bEsT fRiEnDs (as Disney would call them) touch non existent shoulders. They both stopped in their tracks and blushed, looking away. Later during the movie, Francisca fell asleep. She was laying on Flamberge’s lap and looked so cute there, as Flamberge thought.

Flamberge needed no explanation on what is love, she was the most free spirited of when they were part of Jambastion. She often read books unrelated about action, drama, horror, romance, etc. She knew she felt this way about Frannie and didn’t want to hide it, yet she found it so hard to tell her. She was smart, cool, and classy (definitely didn’t steal that from somewhere lol) after all, and she was beautiful. She could never finish listing all the things that made her love Francisca. So when she fell asleep on her lap, she was boiling hot to the point that if Francisca wasn’t on her lap, she would have melted the ground to the other side of Popstar. Yet, she stated this way for as long as possible, cherishing every moment of it.

Francisca and Flamberge went to their room (they shared a room), they were about to go to sleep. Yet, Francisca remembered what Taranza, Dedede, and Meta Knight said. Flamberge was thinking the same thing, both of them shared the thought: “I have to tell her”

Flamberge was the one to speak up, “So, uh… you like the movie?” She asked awkwardly.

“Mm, yes. I thought it was pretty funny. Did you, um, like it?”

“Yeah, but uh, Frannie… it uh, reminded me of you.” Flamberge forced out of her mouth.

“!!!” She squealed in delight, only to notice what she had just done and immediately speak up to hopefully forget about it. “Yeah… how did it remind you of, me?” Francisca asked in the same fashion.

“The gal… she was pretty… oh-I didn’t mean that I was calling you pretty! Oh no no no you are pretty but I’m not saying it in a thattaway way it’s just-” She shut herself up. She already blew this chance, there was no hope for her.

Then, Francisca spoke up. “Ms. Flamberge… I have been told by King Dedede and Sir Meta Knight that I love you! They decreed that I tell you!” She scurried through the sentence.

The two began to blush so hard that their beds melted and so did the ground beneath them, making their bodies so inexplicably hit that it melted through Popstar and reached the other side of it. That didn’t really happen but it might as well have from how flustered the two were. Flamberge came to Francisca’s lower bunk bed and laid down next to her, cuddling her. She cleared her throat, expelling Awkward Matter, the true mastermind behind Kirby lore. “I’ve been trying to tell you for so long, but, I love you too Frannie.”

The two were facing each other and suddenly the rest of the world faded away, the two only saw each other. Flamberge was focusing on those gorgeous eyes of Francisca that she was drawn towards them, pulling Francisca in for a kiss. Francisca did not know what to do, except for mimicking her love. She returned it with a perfect replica of what Flamberge did. The two then stopped and slept next to each other, cuddling.

That was 2 weeks before chapter 1 (So present day wow I’m so good at transitions)

Francisca and Flamberge were walking together in Waddle Dee town, hand in hand. They were invited to a castle party Dedede was throwing. It was scheduled to start in the late afternoon, so in the meantime, they went shopping. They went to several clothing stores and tried in various new outfits, mostly Francisca by Flamberge’s request. She also offered to carry all of the bags, which did not slow her down through the main god killing power of Kirby, T H E P O W E R O F L O V E. Francisca felt bad about her doing all the shopping, but Flamberge was invested into her simp tactics.

Eventually, Flamberge was convinced to try on an outfit. It was a cute sweater manufactured by Haltmann Works Company’s drip line. She was flustered coming out of the dressing room and showing it to her girlfriend. Francisca didn’t like it on her, she could freeze a thousand innocents at the snap of a finger for her. She loved it that much. She simply hugged her, feeling how comfortable the sweater was, but it was overshadowed by the overwhelming comfort of being in her arms.

At the party, Dedede and Kirby (who planned the whole thing), greeted them. Meta Knight, Daroach, Dark Meta Knight, and Bandanna Dee were there already. Shortly after they came, Taranza rushed in carrying a tower of books and tripping, making them collapse everywhere. Kirby being the great person he is, helped him pick it up. “Ah, thanks Kirby”

“Hai!”

“Why’d ya bring those books ‘ere anyways?” Asked Dedede.

“Oh, are we not going to be studying? I have several meetings this week, I need to read about dialect and proper etiquette of all parts of Floralia, not just the royalty and my hometown. Do you have to settle affairs, your majesty?” Asked Taranza

“Buddy, that ain’t what parties are all ‘bout. We here to have fun together!” Exclaimed Dedede as he threw the books to the side, making a massive pile.

“Oh, well then.” Said Taranza, embarrassed.

Meta Knight was bothered by his mirror counterpart’s prescience, but not enough to not be there. Daroach insisted that he brought him along. Speaking of him, he arrived super early being dropped off by the Squeaks while they steal one of the treasures of Dreamland’s ruins. Magolor was the next to arrive, with Marx tagging along against his will. The six animal friends came next, followed by Adeleine, Gooey, Elfilin, and Zan.

Most of the night it was then having karaoke, Haltmannkart, and Marx having the horrible idea of bringing alcohol to a children’s event. Taranza didn’t know what it was, so Marx and Magolor tricked him into thinking it was a water variation. He ended up mistaking Pitch for Sectonia and pouring out his feelings (this was after one drop).

Francisca was wrapped around Flamberge the entire time. Flamberge patting her gently. They eventually sang a duet of Welcome to the New World together on karaoke. The two had an awesome time with everyone and were all tired soon enough.

Flamberge once again came to Flamberge’s bed and payed on top of her, purring. She loved her so much, it could purify Void Termina. Francisca once again hugged her lover and went to sleep in that position, sharing one more kiss with a hint of tongue. This was the best the two have ever felt and they loved it. Only to be interrupted by Hyness screaming “OOH I’LL GET EM THIS TIME BEAM ATTACK!”

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Elfilin was still trying to gain control of it. Now that they made peace with their other half, they gained access to their ultimate form. The others called it Fecto Elfilin, but that was before portals were sent spiraling out of control from them and forcing their self back into their normal form.

The beast pack and the Waddle Dees lived in peace together. However, they made a deal that the Waddle Dees would not expand any further into their territory. Elfilin became the Kirby of the town pretty quickly. He helped everyone, even if complete strangers, around with daily tasks and became well liked within the community for his kindheartedness. On this day, however, Elfilin was invited to a meeting of the Beast Pack’s high council.

“I’m sure you are all aware of the reason I summoned you here.” Leon said in lion noises.

“Yes, we have no food.” Gorimondo sighed in gorilla. “And no, I didn’t eat all of it”

“You all even had me sacrifice the ones I my collection!” Said Sillydillo in armadillo.

“Correct,” Leon said, “Popstar is sharing their food with us, but only what they have. No food is an exaggeration, but we still are scarce in that department.”

“Anyways, we need to find a way to get and preserve more food.” Carol said in leopard. “Anyone got any ideas?”

“Popstar does have a lot of food,” Elfilin spoke up, “but they already are sharing a big portion of it with us… there must be more places with food!”

“This land is bigger than Popstar… Wait! That’s it!” Carol exclaimed. “There are places with more food! And with your portals Elfilin, we could-”

Elfilin frowned, they would have to gain control of their Fecto form after all. “Sorry lil buddy, but hey, I’m sure you can master Fecto Elfilin real quick!” Carol tried to brighten up the mood.

“I guess that should be our priority,” said Leon. “Council dismissed”

Elfilin floated out of the decayed factory in which the meeting was held in with low confidence, could he do it? And if he couldn’t…

Later

The Waddle Dees were gathering at the central plaza of the town. Elfilin came to see all the commotion, it was the Deedly Dees performing a live concert, featuring hits from all across the galaxy. He got excited as Waddle Dees and Beasts alike attended, including more creatures from Popstar.

Unfortunately for him, he had big af ears. As soon as a cover of The Noble Haltmann started playing, he was ambushed by loud noises in his ears that were too overstimulating.

So overwhelming, in fact, that it caused him to involuntary turn into his Fecto form. Thus halting the concert as Fecto Elfilin shot portals everywhere with his spear. Waddle Dees were flung everywhere as the town evacuated. Attending the concert, Kirby and Magolor stepped up to save the ultimate life form.

While Magolor shot energy spheres frantically trying to dodge portals, Kirby took a more simplistic approach and inhaled debris to spit it back. It seemed that the Fecto side of Fecto Elfilin was taking over, leading to him fighting back. He watched helplessly as his body fought against his friends and laid waste to Waddle Dee Town. After seeing Elfilin thwack Kirby down with the non spear part of the spear, Magolor proceeded to float over and charge his black hole. “Gyaa!” Kirby signaled for Magolor to stop. Instead he just used the revolution flame to knock Elfilin to his normal small form.

Elfilin weakly opened their eyes to witness the destruction he had caused. It was a miracle no one was hurt or sent hurdling towards another dimension. Tears welled up in his eyes as he floated away. Though Kirby signaled for him to wait, he was already long gone.

Later (again)

In the winter horns of the forgotten land, Elfilin stared at the oncoming blizzard. Even though he shivered from the cold, he remained. Familiar footsteps approached from behind. With a sigh and a shiver, Carol sat next to Elfilin.

“Guess ya aren’t feelin’ to hot eh?” Said the leopard. “Heard about what happened.”

“I’m a burden to everyone aren’t I”

“Elfi-”

“I manipulated Leon, Dedede, all of the beast pack, brought Kirby and the others here, making portals everywhere, being violent too. The Waddle Dees were excited before that happened. Kirby and the others didn’t have to worry about us. Leon would have never had his sou-”

“ELFILIN!”

The cry echoed across northeast frost street. Luckily, it was vacant due to the blizzard.

“All of that was good! You brought Kirby and the others here and we all made new friends, you freed us from something… you freed us from yourself, we would all starve if not for Popstar, and don’t you see how much better Leon’s doing?” Said Carol.
The leopard took a breath and went on, “you aren’t a burden on anyone lil buddy, you’re really not. You’re actually one of our best friends and we adore you. Makes me sad hearing that.”

Elfilin flew right onto Carol’s lap. Carol stroked his fur a few times and patted his head. They stayed like that for a few minutes until the blizzard approached closer. “Ugh, can we go back to Waddle Dee Town though? It’s freezing here.” Carol asked. Elfilin agreed.

Back at said town, Kirby was visibly worried about his friend. Even as they were helping the construction Dees, Kirby was surprisingly down. The hero of Dreamland was known for being always upbeat and happy, just as common as the spring breeze. Soon a smile lit up on the child’s face as Carol returned with Elfilin in tow.

Kirby jumped up as his friend returned. Carol sat back in a chair and sighed in relief. Meta Knight had also arrived in the forgotten land moments before. He nodded their way from his perch atop the arena, always touched by Kirby’s care for others.

Later, Elfilin once more attempted to gain control over Fecto Elfilin. He reminded himself that the fate of the beast pack rested on his tiny hands. With effort, his eyes glowed white as beams of energy shot out and encompassed the creature, turning into blue sludge alongside the light that protected his transformation in an orb. Carol, Leon, Meta Knight, and Kirby stood on guard in case of the loss of control.

Instead of seeing ears unfolding and spear manifesting, Elfilin was met with an ambient space, a simple white void with a few inches of water setting a relaxing tone. It would help with the sight that was with him in the space, none other than his other half, Fecto Forgo. “Your determination called me, I’ve never seen that before”

“Wait, we fused back together”

“Yeah, I’m no more than an illusion of a psychomeddler like yourself. Your subconscious is projecting me.”

“So, can you help me?”

“I cannot, but I can give you advice.”

“But-”

“Hear me out. The only reason you have not been able to control it is because you lacked the determination. All that self doubt got to you, clouding your goal. In order to flow through the immense power of this form, you must believe. As cliché as it sounds, it is true. I died once, but with determination, I escaped the butterfly’s firm grasp. I’m sure you can too.”

Elfilin woke up to the sight of his Fecto form. As he felt it getting out of hand, he remembered Forgo’s words, believe. The best pack was counting on him! 30 seconds turned to a minute, then five, ten, twenty, 45, an hour, nothing happened.

“Did you, do it?” Carol asked.

“It has been long enough.” Meta Knight added.

“The future of the beast pack,” Leon said as Fecto Elfilin descended and laid their spear into the ground. They summoned a portal, out of it coming a bunch of bananas. It wasn’t a lot, but it was a start. “Is secure!” Leon finished.

“You did it! I knew you could!” Carol exclaimed as she celebrated with the ultimate life form. Kirby and Leon soon joined in as Fecto Elfilin saw Meta Knight nod in approval before he flew away. He did it. Elfilin finally did it.

🗿

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Ripple Star, a planet very similar to Popstar, even in the same system. The planet was inhabited by a race of fairies, led by their queen. In the dawn of their civilization, all of their positive emotions manifested into a crystal that protected the planet. This crystal repelled forces of darkness, making it highly sought after. Yet, no one could breach the planet, until one day…

Ribbon played a solo on the palace’s piano. She wrote it herself, it was an amalgamation of all her emotions from the invasion (Vs. Zero Two). Why had she been the only one who made it out? Why was she given the duty of the crystal shards? Why couldn’t she save them sooner?

“Ahem,” the queen made her presence known, prompting Ribbon to stop and bow. “You are incredibly talented Ribbon!” She said.

Ribbon was well appreciated in her planet as their savior and one of the queen’s most trusted friends and servants. Yet, all this praise, and she didn’t feel like she deserved it. She couldn’t stop Dark Matter, only Kirby. “Thank you, your majesty”

“You look worn out. It’s getting late. Why don’t you go get some rest? I’ll escort you.” The queen observed. Ribbon would have said that there was no need, but once the queen promised something to her subjects, there was no stopping her. She acted more like a mother than a queen.

The queen had even tucked her in. It was annoyingly wholesome how motherly she was. Ribbon said good night, but the queen stopped her. “Ribbon, I’ve been hearing some, frightening, sounds from you over the past few nights.”

“I’m fine. You mustn’t trouble yourself with such worries” Ribbon shrugged off.

“Ribbon,” the queen insisted.

After a few moments of silence Ribbon spoke up. “Fine, it’s just some nightmares.”

“Are you okay talking to me what they are about?”

“Them. The sky blackening, despair upon our people. Why did I have to be the only one? Why couldn’t anyone else be saved?! Why?! Ugh, sorry.”

“It’s alright, I would rather you get it out. I have an idea, I’ll tell you a story. You can fall asleep to it.”

Ribbon nodded, the queen proceeded. “Okay, once upon a time…”

There was a land called Ripple Star. Out of the happiness of the people who lived there, a crystal formed, protecting them from darkness. They lived in peace, until darkness managed to breach them. With the help of the source of all of them, the galactic haze Dark Matter corrupted the planet. Even the queen thought that all hope was lost and panicked. Unless…

One fairy fled the oncoming storm in the room where the crystal was protected. The queen pinned all her hope and the hopes of the others onto her and sent her off with the crystal. Hopefully their days of darkness wouldn’t last long they thought as Dark Matter entered their bodies. As for the queen, none other than their leader controlled her.

She woke up in a blood red abyss. From above descended the angel of the dark, Zero Two. It’s smile did not deceive the queen as it revealed the true form of its face, a single eye with tears of blood. “I’ve finally done it, Ripple Star is mine! Now nothing can stop me, other than that repulsive pink thing. Nevertheless, I am truly immortal now. Be honored fairy, you are my first vessel.”

The queen had to stall until Ribbon returned with their beacon of hope. “You are less scary in person. Legends say that you make even the bravest warriors tremble in fear.” That was a lie. This is the most scared she has ever been.

“Oh, you want me to be more of a horror? Bold, I’ll give you that. Even as your planet is being conquered. Very well.” Zero Two removed her ability to breathe in this mental space. She still survived, but suffocating, without the ability to die.

“You will get your breathing back when I track and destroy that crystal and the one carrying it.” The queen’s eyes widened, she fell onto her knees, allowing her glasses to fall off. No. Zero Two knows. Zero Two will kill that poor girl. Unless, if she pinned her hope on the right person, maybe there was still some left. “Hit a nerve? I will give you telepathic speech then.”

“Why are you doing this?”

“The simple answer would be to spread darkness across the galaxy. To use extensions of myself to corrupt everything to this state. However, an answer that intrigued me was to spread eternal happiness. Eternal joy without sorrow until the end of time. The only price to pay is free will. I do not know happiness and never will, but the idea was thought provoking nonetheless.”

“This is happiness?! Being forced into an appalling void not knowing what you’re doing on the outside?! This isn’t joy, this is suffering!”

“And you would know what suffering is like. Everyone complies to whatever orders you give no questions asked happily. Your planet has probably never seen war. You have never known displeasure until this moment. This, haven, it disgusts me. Yet, it intrigues me as well. As I said, I have not and never will feel any positive emotion, how does it feel?” Zero Two said as they used telepathy to readjust the glasses on their vessel’s face.

Despite them being an apathetic demon of evil, the queen suddenly felt sorry for them. She might as well, “It’s a warm feeling. When something good happens to you and others you care about. You smile, laugh, and show affection. Like a flower blooming inside your soul.”

“Well, you are blessed with that feeling of completeness. While others like these, fairies, accept their happiness, our kind consumes even if there can’t possibly be until there is nothing left. However, that is now at an end. We have all fused, become a collective consciousness, now we feel the same and share our darkness.” The glasses once again fell off of her head, shattering one of the lenses and sending a shard of glass flying across a part of her face just below her eye. A drop of blood flowed through that cut.

Every day was the same, even if she was put through excruciating pain, the queen tried to make Zero Two understand happiness. Even if it was impossible, she set herself out to do so. Until one day Zero Two’s eye widened. Much of the darkness surrounding the void they were in vanishing. Miracle Matter had been defeated. The most powerful spawn of Zero was gone.

“Fine then, I shall smite you with the hand of the one you hold dear!” Zero Two exclaimed moments before their eye widened again as they and the rest of the void surrounding them vanished. The Crystal Ribbon worked to recover had freed her queen and her people. Even so, Zero Two was not yet finished, forming out of every last Dark Matter at their disposal their own planet, Dark Star.

Ribbon and her comrades set out to free the universe. The Crystal turned to a blaster that the star child Kirby wielded. If it weren’t for Kirby, or Bandee, or Ado, or Dedede, she would have never made it. However m, that was fine, if anything , better than saving the universe by her own. She wasn’t sidelined either, she carried and maneuvered Kirby in the decisive final battle.

In the end, she prevailed as Dark Matter was permanently rid of the universe for good. The queen congratulated her and her comrades with honorary medals. Well deserved for their heroes, Ribbon even giving a traditional Ripple Star thank you gesture to Kirby. The foreigners did not seem to understand.

“The end” Said the queen, satisfied, pushing back up her glasses. When she looked back at Ribbon, she was fast asleep, peacefully. The queen smiled and turned off the light, re-tucking her in and exiting to sleep herself.

Chapter Text

It was cold and dark. A black void awaited Dark Meta Knight after his defeat. So this is what comes after death, no butterfly to be found. He knew that he shouldn’t have submitted to Dark Mind, even if it was to keep Shadow Kirby safe, maybe he deserved this. Being executed by his own master after failure in battle was a fitting end to someone like him. Now, Dark Meta Knight floated off into the eternal nothingness.

Years later…

Dedede had found the mirror. Shadow Dedede attempted to replace him, but not of his own will. In the end, unsuccessful. Perhaps it was time to bring someone back from the netherworld. Dark Meta Knight had been summoned, why? Why could he now see and feel after all this time? Now that he was back, he had a score to settle. If that irritating pink Kirby didn’t take care of them first.

Anyways, he needed to blow off some steam, and mortally wounding a king seemed just the way to do so. Of course, he wanted to save his true bloodlust for his true target.

Unfortunately for him, Dark Meta Knight had underestimated King Dedede. He was defeated and sucked into the mirror, before witnessing its destruction. It was impossible to destroy the mirror, it repairs itself, but the king didn’t seem to understand that. As for now, the Dark Swordsman was back and ready to reclaim what he had, once his wounds healed of course.

(Just before Star Allies)

The mirror world he re-entered is was not the one he recognized. The skies were burning orange, not in a pretty sunset fashion, as if they were lit aflame. Perfect, that meant that they lived. Dark Meta Knight could kill them himself. First, was to reclaim his status as the top assassin of the mirror world. Nothing could kill him, but he could kill anyone. Maybe he could be bested in battle, but he would always find a way to escape and take revenge.

Speaking of revenge, even if it wasn’t the same, he could beat up that lousy king. The other one, his Shadow Dedede. He could still fly with his ripped wings, up to Carrot Castle. The air also seemed to be thicker and had a burning sensation. He could not stay flying for long in the weathered state his wings were in. With a sigh he traveled to the castle on foot.

When he arrived, the castle was seemingly abandoned. It was usually overflowing with guards and nobles, but it was eerily silent. It did not matter, he will have the king begging for mercy. Once at the throne room, there was no pathetic hammer wielding king, only an empty throne. Shadow Dedede never left his throne unattended, either it was here in this room or on a palanquin carried by Waddle Dees. Something was not right.

Did Kirby lose? No, they were the same as Shadow Kirby, meaning that they too held infinite power. They could not lose. Then why was Shadow Dedede gone? Why did the Mirror World lay to ruin? No, they survived. Isn’t it what he wanted, for him to kill Dark Mind himself? However, in the moment, Dark Meta Knight felt a rush of adrenaline and needed to find someone.

The only thing that motivated Dark Meta Knight was Shadow Kirby. He wouldn’t ever be caught dead admitting it, but he cared for and had a deep affinity for him. Contradicting his previous thought, what if he failed? What if Dark Mind rid that kid from the world?

Ignoring the pain, Dark Meta Knight flew through the mirror world in search of Shadow Kirby. This was to no avail, ending up back in the colosseum where he started. He was not one to quit though, he would search ever cave and hidden passage until his objective was reached. That’s what he thought, until a familiar figure(?) jumped down from one of the pillars. It was Shadow Dedede, but not. He wielded his mechanical hammer, but he wore different colored robes and ditches his prize crown in favor of a horned devilish helmet.

“Well if it isn’t our little cunning assassin.” Said Shadow Dedede, “coming to save the day?”

“You seem different, your majesty” Said Dark Meta Knight, stalling. “Lose your crown? Robes too?”

“I do find it impressive that you have the nerve to mock me. You see all this, this wasteland was your doing. You made it this way. You only cared about yourself. ‘Oh no I have to do Dark Mind’s will’ Idiot. Because of you I have to live like this, and so does everyone else in this wretched mirror!”

Though part of what he said hit Dark Meta Knight, he shrugged it off and pretended it didn’t. “You really expect me to believe that? Maybe other people are easier to fool but you’ll have to try harder with me, Dark Mind.”

Shadow Dedede laughed, his stomach growing bigger and carrying his body into the air. The pattern on the robes covering his stomach opened up like a toothy jaw and revealed a ball of fire, with a sideways eye in the center of it. “Perhaps I will. I go by King D Mind now, in this body. Ever since that pathetic queen I manipulated died I had to use this repulsive king as a vessel. I hate possession, I prefer manipulation.”

“Bold of you to assume that I give a sh-”

“Anyways, yes I survived. Killed Shadow Kirby, got myself an army, so I have no use for you. You should have had a look into that child’s mind. Right as they were being ripped apart they thought that you would save them, but hope faded from their eyes alongside their life. I killed someone more powerful than me, I never felt more alive!”

A loud clash of metal was heard, Dark Meta Knight had attempted to strike down King D Mind right then and there, but they blocked it with their hammer. “After I killed them, do you really think you could kill me? As I said, I have no use for me anymore, so I’m afraid I will be your final opponent.”

The jaws closed and King D Mind stormed in, rocket propulsion in their hammer to increase the damage. It also contained missiles, which made for one of Dark Meta Knight’s toughest opponents. No attacks from his Dark Galaxia had any effect. He occasionally tried melee attacks and some of his powers gained from being trapped in the mirror void, mirror related attacks, but nothing could lay a scratch on the mastermind.

This was kept up until King D Mind landed a critical hit on Dark Meta Knight, one more hit would end the warrior’s life. He had nothing left to live for, no job, no world to call his own, no Shadow Kirby. Silently he accepted death.

Adrenaline kicked in. Against his own will his wings carried him away. It was a dark corner of the colosseum, a few spare chest laid there. Wait, there was something moving, trembling.

Dark Meta Knight moved the chest to see a gray puffball shaking in fear. They jumped when he touched them. They reared their face around to meet their eyes. And Dark Meta Knight looked into the eyes of Shadow Kirby. He was alive. Of course! He made that mistake again, never trust Dark Mind.

Just then he heard earth shattering footsteps, from the shadow it was obvious the King D Mind was approaching. Quickly and silently, he grabbed Shadow Kirby and flew straight into the dimension mirror, ending up in a dark hallway barely lit by moonlight. They flew out the window and descended to Dreamland.

They were leaving the Mirror World, never to return. Dark Mind would never hurt Shadow Kirby like that again. His life was full of danger, but there were people he knew they would be safe with.

“So you barge in here and ask me to adopt another child?!” Asked Meta Knight, pacing the command room of the Halberd.

“Didn’t know you had one, also I’m not asking” he replied, pointing his sword at his doppelgänger.

Meta Knight sighed, “are we really going to decide the custody of a child through a duel?”

“Unless you have any better ideas.”

“Poyo….” Said Shadow Kirby before they were silenced:

“SHUT UP BRAT!” Exclaimed Dark Meta Knight.

“Well it is clear that you are not fit for caring for Shadow Kirby.”

“What’s that to supposed to mean?!”

Meta Knight sighed again before reluctantly saying “Fine, as much as I do not want to do this, I know someone fascinated with their species that will probably treat them well, or not. It’s a risky gamble, but I’ll let you decide if it’s one you’re willing to take.”

“I’m a champion gambler, deal.”

Shadow Kirby looked back at Dark Meta Knight when the other Meta Knight guided them to sleeping quarters. Dark Meta Knight let gave in to the parental thoughts in his mind and patted his head. Though, he was their parent no more.

A few weeks later and Popstar was under attack. Jamba Hearts rained form the sky making everything they touch filled with an intense powerful dark energy. This was what was needed to kill King D Mind.

In the end, the Jamba hearts were the fractured prison of Void Termina, which was destroyed. Dark Meta Knight couldn’t get his hands on the Jamba Hearts, he could not defeat King D Mind anytime soon. Maybe he didn’t have to? Maybe someone else will.

Bonus:

Later in the day, Meta Knight pulled out his Haltmann Phone and dialed Susie. “META KNIGHT! YOU CALLED! TEEHEE!” Said an overly excited Susie Haltmann.

“I need you to take care of someone, you’ll like it.”

“You know I’m the CEO of a galactic corporation, right?”

“It’s a version of Kirby.”

“DEAL! I’ll be there in a few days, teehee!”

“… just don’t do what you did to me.”

“Meta Kniiiight, you know I’ve changed my ways”

“Do I?”

Chapter Text

She had gone too far, the queen had lost sight of herself. Her own insanity has drowned out all other’s voices and has removed every last portion of her free will. Taranza could not stay with her like this. Even when she became a tyrannical queen he couldn’t bring himself to leave her. However, once this hero of the lower world defeats her with the power of the miracle fruit, everything would be back to normal, right?

He and the king had assisted the pink one by giving them the power to defeat Sectonia. And without a doubt he did. Could that be the most powerful thing in the universe? Taranza gave a heartfelt apology to the two, whose names he learned were Kirby and Dedede. Kirby accepted, Dedede did too, somewhat. He also gave his most sincerest apology to the people of the sky. For all they have been through under Sectonia’s wrathful rule. He already presented new plans to rebuild.

Back at the battlefield of Kirby and Sectonia, Taranza expected to find her original form he hadn’t seen in many years. He searched, and searched, and searched onward, nothing to be seen. Taranza even searched the entirety of the Dreamstalk, nothing. No, she wasn’t. She couldn’t be.

The people of the sky elected Taranza to be their new ruler after his redemption in their eyes. He had proven to have the people’s best interests in mind. As much as he was honored, he was in no position to rule over Floralia.

Before long he locked himself in his study and read every last one of the thousands of books there. He searched for any clue of Sectonia’s whereabouts, but like all his other efforts, they were in vain. Unfortunately, he would not stop until he found her.

Ulaea, the appointed advisor of Taranza, knew she was dead. It hurt her to see someone decline like this. As much as she wanted to, she couldn’t tell Taranza of her grim fate, it would emotionally shatter him. She was the one who led the resistance back when she ruled. And she knew that once someone lack the mental state to continue, they are as good as dead.

A few weeks later, Taranza resigned as king of Floralia, passing the role onto a rising hotshot politician that seemed to execute the people’s wishes more than he could. He would still remain in a governmental role, however, becoming a senator.

Unless he was called upon, he would stay reading, anything about bringing her back there, even dark necromancy. Even Dedede, who he had bonded with, had begun to worry about him and climbed the Dreamstalk to pay him a visit.

It turned out that instead of being greeted by a lonely spider, he was met with a golden mirror. He had heard about this mirror from Meta Knight, that led to another world, that was a reflection of our own. Sure enough, a reflection of himself emerged. Except their color scheme was much more dreary.

“The heck are you?” Dedede asked.

“You. Also, I’m not. You can call me Shadow Dedede. Yet I’m not.”

“‘Yet I’m not’ sounds like you’re in Dededenial! Whatcha gonna have to say to your fellow king?”

“That I am going to take your position!”

Shadow Dedede attacked. It irritated them going by that name. He used a mechanical hammer that Dedede used when he had that mask. Of course, nothing beats a good ol’ wallop from Dedede’s trusty old hammer. Eventually they ditched it and summoned a whole axe. Shadow Dedede was getting serious on their intent. Dedede would never use an AXE to clobber that there Kirby.

When it comes to an armed fight, Dedede can’t be beaten (except for Kirby, Meta Knight, and Dark Matter). Dedede beat the doppelgänger and hopped through the mirror. In there, (just check last chapter). Shadow Dedede brought back an old pawn of theirs to beat Dedede. They also thought of a new name which both highlighted their vessel and their true identity, King D Mind.

Taranza apologized to Dedede for the inconvenience. He, ahem, borrowed that mirror as a gift for Sectonia. He never suspected that it would have a will of its own. Or so it seemed. Later that day, they were in a room playing Floralian Solitaire. There was when Dedede did not have the same mind as Ulaea.

“Yo ‘Ranza.”

“Yes your majesty?”

“I told ya to stop callin’ me that! I ain’t your king! You ain’t one of my subjects in Dreamland!”

“Sorry, erm, Dedede. What is it?”

“Barely see ya anymore. You almost never leave here anymore.”

“Uh, yes! I apologize for that. I have been doing much research myself lately.” Dedede noticed a book on necromancy. He remembered overhearing Taranza talk to himself about Sectonia.

He sighed, he would have to do this the hard way. “‘Ranza, she’s gone.”

“What do you mean, who?”

He shuddered, “Sectonia, Kirby did her in. You were there. She’s dead.”

“No, she isn’t. The Dreamstalk brings miracles. Ones far beyond this matter even.”

“Really? Then where is she now then?”

“She’s not dead! She’s somewhere! She’s not dead!”

“Then tell me! Where is she?! You’re gonna implode if this keeps going!”

“I-” he busted through the door and left the palace. Dedede might have went too far. He inwardly cursed himself and exited the palace.

“She’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead she’s not dead!” He kept repeating to himself, trying and failing to hold back tears. He was back at the lake where they first met. He was holding a flower that resembled the Dreamstalk.

A butterfly flew past him then. It was orange in color and he didn’t notice it. It fluttered in front of him and looked down, as if it felt sympathy and pitied him. It stayed there for a while before fluttering off. He stayed there the entire night, not sleeping, when Ulaea found him he was nothing but a disarrayed sorrowful mess.

Some time later, he heard of the Jamba Hearts and the cult Jambastion. They were said to have the abilities of the ancients, which built wish granting computers. He could wish for Sectonia. That was what he was going to do, make a bid for the altar to reach that bright light.

Deep in his heart, he knew the outcome

The Jamba Hearts were the fractured prison of Void Termina, making them unhelpful in Taranza’s journey. There was only one option left for him. It’s the last place he’d ever want to go, but he’s desperate.

After countless hours of research, Taranza greeted Meta Knight after he returned from the mysterious portal. “Greetings Meta Knight.”

“Hello Taranza. What has you descending from above?”

“Just research, hoping you could help me with it.”

“Sure thing, what do you need?”

“Well, I was hoping you could tell me about the mirror world.”

“Ah, yes. (Proceeds to explain the entire plot of Amazing Mirror)”

“But I saw Dark Meta Knight, didn’t all of us?”

“Yes, it seemed he lived those events and fled the mirror world.”

“I thank you for your time”

He knew what he had to do.

Chapter Text

A mask, a mane of feathers, two horns, gargantuan fists, dreadful wings, goliath of chaos, destroyer of worlds, Void Termina. Four heroes of yore fought valiantly against the dark forces. One was one was a dragon with four heads, another was a Halcandra Dee donning a yellow scarf and a spear, one was a member of an ancient race, and the final one was pink with white armor and angelic wings.

Void Termina created several artifacts to fight against the heroes of yore, copying their elemental abilities to further power them. One of them was the Master Crown. When Void Termina was sealed in the Jamba Heart, all of their weapons vanished, except for one. The Master Crown carried a small fraction of Void Termina’s essence to corrupt people who wear it. Their lust for power will consume them until there is nothing left.

When the crown was secured, the four heroes needed to seal it away. The dragon, Landia, would carry this burden and wear it, but their indomitable spirit would overcome the crown’s corruption, making it safe in their claws. They resigned their self to Halcandra where they would stay across the eons.

And he stole it.

The crown, the tree crown without a ruler, it used him as a puppet, it grew an eye, but he was the reason, he turned on Kirby and co. It was his power craving.

And then he woke up. The nightmares were getting worse. He looked back to see Marx still sleeping. At least he didn’t awake his best friend. They were going to Rock Star to see what those ruins were all about. Marx didn’t know that stuff, but he joined along for the ride, they liked traveling together.

He would have a hard time falling back as with Marx’s snoring, but he didn’t mind, he could research the planet. Sleep wasn’t important, was it? The planet was rightfully called Rock Star, it was mostly desert with rock formations. It would be best to land next to the ruins, since there doesn’t seem to be any sign of a modern civilization.

The next day Marx woke Magolor up, he fell asleep at the computer (which was apparently PREHISTORIC according to that rich girl!), by jumping on him. “You absolute imbecile! Why you no sleep?! The grind never stops boi!”

“I’m up I’m up” Magolor mumbled.

“Good! Cuz we landed in the middle of frickin nowhere! Ya like pyramids? Here’s one in the middle of a barren fricking wasteland!”

“I get it…” Magolor sighed. “Let’s just go in and do what we usually do.”

“As long as you get me ice cream after!”

“I will get you Jambandran ice cream after this”

“DONE!” Marx’s mood switched quickly by the bribe. At least he was himself.

Upon further investigation, the two discovered that it was not a pyramid l, but in fact an Octahedron submerged in the sand of Rock Star. There were various defense mechanisms built in. It was almost as if it were a fortress, having an old API system. There was the same language written there as on the Lor Starcutter and Jambandra base, confirming their suspicions, this was made by the ancients. Wait, if Adeline— no. He wasn’t manipulating people anymore.

There were living quarters too, and it only took a few moments for Magolor to determine what the ruins were. “Sooo… lightbulb yet Mags?”

“This was a colonization probe. The cannons were for the uncharted territory aspect. People were here to see if life was sustainable, but guess it didn’t work out for them.”

“Wasn’t the Lor supposed to have people too?” Marx asked.

“Yeah, but it was a vacation cruiser. The ancients were one of the most narcissistic civilizations to exist, they didn’t think they needed weapons if they’re cruising they’re own territory. Which was huge by the way.”

Even if Marx didn’t understand, he was trying to. He got his powers from Nova, after all. Besides, it was fun to see Magolor’s eyes light up when talking about the ancients. “The Lor has weapons though.”

“Because I added them to…” he paused, looking downward as his mind sunk back into that cycle.

“Oh, uh, sorry buddy.” Marx said, he witnessed a few of these before. He couldn’t do anything but comfort him. “Hey, ugh” Marx sighed “MAGOLOR, ugh, why don’t you like Mags anyways? Ya really had me interested in these ancient stuff. Hey buddy, the ice cream’s on me. We can have a black hole competition later if you want. It’s gonna be okay buddy. See, you don’t have a problem with buddy, right? Bud, ya gonna make it through this. Imma still here too. I’ll keep staying with ya, you’re a fun dude. Don’t expect any more compliments from me.”

Magolor looked up, awakened from that day nightmare. “You can call me Mags.”

Marx lit up, “Really?! Yes!! Alright Mags, is there anything else here?”

Magolor looked around, “Don’t think so, let’s go.”

Back at Planet Earthfall, Magolor and Marx were enjoying their ice cream. “Y’know you didn’t have to pay for this, I know you’re broke”

“Dang! Cut me deep there! And I thought we were pals” Marx exaggerated a fake sob.

“Oh my goodness I am sorry my love let us run away into the sunset forever!” Magolor played along.

They exited the planet with an established lore between a romance. Then Magolor remembered how it started. “Hey Marx, why did you pay for this anyways?”

“Y’know I’d die for this stuff”

Magolor deepened his look, “Marx.”

“Ok fine! This is a reward for ya after the stuff you’ve been through. And also as a reminder you can’t get rid of me if you tried and you are forever bound by the curse of me.”

Magolor just patted Marx as he set coordinates on the Lor Starcutter.

“Where to?” Marx asked.

“Well, I guess I gotta get revenge for their meddling. Wanna bother Susie?”

Marx smiled a toothy grin, “YEEESS!”

Magolor set the coordinates, “heard they were on Popstar for some business deal, we can hit up the gang if we want”

“Well alright hehe”

That night wasn’t disturbed by any nightmares of the Master Crown, but fun dreams of him and Marx pulling pranks and wreaking havoc. And that starts with Susanna Patryanna Haltmann.

Bonus:

NotAnOverlord: Miss me?

pReZ: oh no u again

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: what microtransactions do u have for us this time

NotAnOverlord: no I actually have an idea lol

SHE’SBACK: what is it?

NotAnOverlord: that’s ur username? How much of a simp are you?

pReZ: anyways, what’s your idea

NotAnOverlord: we can start a Haltmanncraft world

pReZ: wow an actually good idea from you

NotAnOverlord: hey you were the one who ruined my Starcutter with your “modern” tech

pReZ: I made it better, don’t see why you had to remove it

NotAnOverlord: could you not advertise yourself like a dating sim NPC for one second?

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: would you 2 stop bickering and start the world?

pReZ: fine

NotAnOverlord: fine

pReZ: I’ll buy the realm

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: Fluff get on

Floof: it’s 1:00 AM go to sleep

NotAnOverlord: No

SHE’SBACK: can’t go on Sectonia’s trying to get me to go to sleep

NotAnOverlord: simp

pReZ: simp

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: simp

Voice chat

“Alright Susie you mine Dedede you get food”

“No need :killdarkma—”

“No cheating Susie”

“Aww”

“What are you gonna do?”

“Dedede I’m gonna build us the most based base anyone has ever known. I built that park you know”

“Imma clobber those there Candy Dees”

“Yeah Susie why did you choose Waddle Dees made of candy as this game’s main food source”

“You know you can farm right?”

“Gotta bunch of candy y’all!”

“And I already have Iron”

“Nice let’s all meet up the base looks really cool”

“On our way”

(A few moments later)

“Why?”

“What doesn’t it look awesome?”

“Bro just because you built the Lor Starcutter doesn’t mean we have to like it”

“What do you mean it’s awesome”

“At least we can live in it”

“Ok Susie did you get enough for all of us?”

“Yeah, I found a Haltonium vein down there, we can make awesome machines! Oh yeah, I made you all Diamond armor and swords”

“Great! Thanks Susie”

“But Magolor, if you’re as good as you say, you can speedrun Another Dimension with no armor or any gear.”

“Yeah but I wanna play with you guys”

“Coward”

“Ok we get it c’mon guys let’s go”

Chapter Text

Daroach had the best thieving gang in the galaxy, he was well known as a legend, why would he be unhappy? He’s got the best friends in the world, Spinni Doc and Storo were always there for him. They were heading to a familiar planet with a new gig, stealing an artifact from a Bubbly Clouds area? Anyways, it was time for the Squeaks to return to Popstar.

He remembered his first time on the planet, on another gig to steal some ancient chest. He stole a strawberry shortcake from some pink kid, who took it personally and hunted his gang down. Turns out that chest was containing Dark Nebula, lord of the dead. Unpleasant would be an understatement for that experience, that cycloptic star wouldn’t shut up about how cramped that chest was, the people who did it a couple millennia ago, and how they were gonna get a beating from their boss.

Well, that kid Kirby saved him, and vanquished Dark Nebula, at least for now, and as a thanks bought them a new strawberry shortcake. That job was a total waste, but now he would say hi to that kid and his friends after that job with the Jamba Hearts. That hooded guy offered so much, it’s a shame that it was the prison of a dark god. Though it wasn’t a complete waste of time, since he got to meet Dark Meta Knight, significantly more based than their counterpart. Daroach even offered that they join the squeaks, but they declined, saying that they had someone to kill first. Lame, but he’ll have to get back to them on that.

“Entering Popstar’s atmosphere” Said Doc. “Should arrive in 15 minutes”

“Alright, let’s review the plan” said Daroach as the gang gathered.

“Ay why don’t we grab a bite first?” Asked Storo.

“We’ll get one after, now let’s just listen to the game plan so we can get the dough” said Spinni.

“Alright, Doc’ll sneak the ship into Castle Dedede. We hitch a ride to one of those blimps near there. Once we see the area we jump off and find the gold. Then we jump on that ship that Knight has, getting us back to Castle Dedede. I know that guy has a whole stash, so that’s where we restock on our food, and then we’re outta here. Got it?”

“Ey Boss? Ain’t that king gonna notice if we just descend?”

“Precisely, that’s why Daroach stole an invisibility stone, which I programmed into the ship so we can hide in plain sight!”

With the plan settled, the ship went into invisibility. It worked, none of the Waddle Dees noticed them. They found a concealed spot under shade in a small alleyway where only a vending machine lurked. The ship powered off and the four of them got out. Even if it were much more efficient, it would be simply unprofessional to steal Kabula. The guards and the password only known by Dedede weren’t the problem, what was was that it was against the whole incognito thing.

They got Scooter Wheelies to ride to the blimp hangar, which was fun, but short lived since they were very fast. They had to wait a while for Doc, who was still riding their UFO. They were at, Yogurt Yard, if they were to trust this map. They easily snuck onto one of the blimps, but had to pickpocket a ticket for Storo, since he couldn’t fit in the cargo bay.

Before they knew it, Bubbly Clouds were in sight and the four jumped off. According to the client’s description, it’s a moving structure built atop the clouds traversing Popstar. And all they had to do was get a bar of gold, easy.

Except, it wasn’t. A cloud moved towards them, they grew an eye and spikes, forming Kracko.

“Ay Doc, ain’t dat the robo ya built?” Asked Storo.

“No, it’s what I based it off of, that’s Kracko!”

“Well we can handle a cloud, right boss?” Asked Spinni, sharpening her shuriken. Daroach turned to Doc, who had an encounter with them before.

“Probably, but it won’t be a joyride. This is a spirit for goodness sake’s!” Doc answered.

“Well isn’t that just our lifestyle? Right gang?” Daroach said, the squeaks were prepared for battle. Kracko shot orbs of thunder at the four of them, Daroach used the Triple Star to block it. Spinni attacked the eye while Storo covered her and straight up punched the lightning. I mean Daroach knew Storo was strong and the brawns of the gang, but dang. Kracko instead rained, drenching and doing a noticeable amount of damage to the bulky Squeak’s arm.

Fortunately, it was the perfect opening for Daroach to swoop in and shoot a fully charged Ice Beam, freezing the cloud. Spinni hurriedly used her Shuriken to finish cutting out the gold bar before Doc conveniently spotted the Halberd.

All four of the squeaks jumped on with the package in hand, flawlessly picking the locks without sounding any alarms and finding a nice place to settle down in the storage room. “So how much did this guy offer again?” Asked Spinni.

“500 Stars” answered Doc.

“Oh sweet!”

“And now Storo, we get the highlight of this little escapade.” Reminded Daroach.

“Dedede snacks! Thanks boss!”

“No problem you big lug” he said affectionately. They slept for a few hours there until a noise woke them up. The Meta Knights armed and weapons pointed at them.

“So, the squeaks sneaking onto the Halberd, eh?” Said Meta Knight, slowly pacing. “You could’ve knocked, Kirby likes you.”

“Doesn’t Kirby like everyone?” Daroach replied.

Meta Knight sighed, “touché”

Mace Knight spoke up, “what do we do with them?”

“Normally we’d land immediately and throw them out, but since Kirby likes them, they get to go wherever they were sneaking off to.” Said Meta Knight, what looked like a gray puffball moved from under one of the monitors before hiding behind the shadows again.

“Castle Dedede, your honorablenes” Said Daroach mockingly.

Meta Knight groaned, “let’s just get this over with.”

While Doc was observing the reactor, Spinni was in the armory, and Storo was in the mess hall, Daroach observed the whole ship from the bridge. Meta Knight approached them, “so what brings you here anyways?”

“A job”

“Didn’t know you were for hire”

“We do both, thieving for ourselves and thieving for someone else”

“I see” said Meta Knight, leading to a moment of silence between the two as Daroach took a drink from a glass of water.

“How did you build this anyways? Looks high tech compared to everything else on this planet.”

“A toolbox and reliable friends can do more than most imagine.”

“Friends?”

“Thought you would have picked it up from Kirby, it seems Popstar’s inhabitants just happen to be more sociable than others.”

“Hm”

“Besides the squeaks, do you have any?”

“There were cool thieves and burglars we teamed up with, but I never saw them again. I charm up most people anyways.” Said Daroach.

“Why not?” Said Meta Knight, genuinely curious.

“The squeaks can’t have that. We’re legends, no room for others.”

“So why did you come to our aid when we were facing Jambastion? Why didn’t you deliver the Jamba Hearts to Hyness?”

Daroach stopped. To be honest l, even he didn’t know. “It seemed convenient.”

“Joining with us against a destroyer of worlds rather than get paid massive amounts and continuing on?” Daroach stopped again. “Shadow Kirby, come here.” Said Meta Knight, the gray puffball that looked suspiciously like Kirby approached. “I let Kirby be independent, but someone I know entrusted their reflection with me. They used to have a habit of running away, but the more time we spent together, the less fleeing they did. That is called attachment.”

“There’s no room for others, not any of you, or any of them.”

“If the legend of the squeaks is as big as you say, why wouldn’t there be?”

In the morning they arrived at Castle Dedede. They found the ship and booted it up, activating invisibility. Just as they were about to lift off, Daroach told them to wait.

“What’s it boss?” Asked Spinni.

“Remember that gal we stole from the Towara vault with?”

“Ohhh, yeah, why?” Answered Spinni. “What was her name again?”

“Can’t say” answered Daroach, even he had forgotten.

“Ain’t that Syla?” Guessed Storo.

“That’s it!” Exclaimed Spinni.

“Why don’t we pay her a visit?” Asked Daroach.

“Ain’t sure dat’s a good idea boss. You broke the gal’s heart.”

Daroach shuddered. He remembered that he used to date Syla before dumping her to leave the planet to see what else to steal. “Well, she was pretty useful during that heist. Guess we can make up?”

“You guilt tripping boss?” Teased Spinni.

“Nah, you know I don’t know nothing about that.” Then Daroach got an idea, “that’s right, I don’t know anything about it. Who wants to take a one week vacation?” Only Storo raised his hand, but in time Spinni and Doc raised theirs too.

“What do you have in mind?” Asked Doc.

“Maybe we could learn a thing or two from these Dreamlanders. As an added bonus of course. Don’t you want heists to be more thrilling? Syla as a squeak can be pretty nice.”

The Squeaks lightened up (except for Storo who already was). “Aight boss, where to?” Said Spinni.

“Well, I have a certain pastry chasing kid in mind.”

Bonus:

pReZ: Eyy

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: Eyy

NotAnOverlord: Eyy

Floof: Eyy

SHE’SBACK: Hello

pReZ: bro you’re killing the vibe

NotAnOverlord: bro?

pReZ: also petition to call Susie Sus

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: never say that again

Floof: wait, you’re not Susie?

pReZ: welp

NotAnOverlord: how tf did u hack into her account? Even I couldn’t do that

pReZ: doc works his magic

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: I should have known

NotAnOverlord: hello Daroach

pReZ changed their name to TheRoach

TheRoach: HAHA YOUR ACCOUNT IS MINE

NotAnOverlord: me and Marx were planning on getting revenge on Susie too tho

TheRoach: cool get on Haltmanncraft

Voice Chat

“Alright what are we gonna do”

“Magolor get as much saplings as you can possibly— like an inventory full. Also why are there two bases?”

“Because Susie wanted to build her own base since she didn’t want to live in the based Lor Starcutter like me and Dedede.”

“Sounds kinda ga—”

“Anyways let’s go get saplings”

(SpongeBob Narrator voice) A Few Moments Later

“Alright got the saplings”

“Cool, start placing and I’ll Bonemeal ‘em”

“YES YES!”

(SpongeBob Narrator voice) A Few Moments Later Again

“This looks like Neo Star it’s perfect”

Text chat

TheRoach: that’s not even the only thing I have planned

NotAnOverlord: ho ho, what is it

TheRoach: sorry but this time it’s a solo act

TheRoach posted on Haltwitter: My Search History :3

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: you madman

NotAnOverlord: you absolute genius

Floof: don’t you think this is a little too far?

NotAnOverlord: no, anyone who messes with the Starcutter will never see the light of day

TheRoach: besides, it’s only like work stuff and boringness like that

pReZ banned TheRoach

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: what r u doing here?

pReZ: I created an alt account

pReZ: DO U HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT IS ON THERE

NotAnOverlord: no?

pReZ: THERE WERE AI IMAGES OF MY HOT SECRETARY

NotAnOverlord: 💀

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: OF WHAT

pReZ: ur too innocent to know

Floof: o_O

NotAnOverlord: well I suggest you don’t go on Haltmanncraft

Chapter Text

“Mags we need to cook” said Marx.

“Last time you made lunch you burnt down Castle Dedede” replied Magolor.

“I am the Globglogabgalab the shwabble dabble wabble gabble flibba blabba blab”

“What??” Said Magolor in confusion.

“Sorry Mags, I have overdosed on Haltreddit, the power of memes overflows within me.”

“Next thing I know you’re gonna be breaking the 4th wall and talk about Waluigi like a Kid Icarus character.”

“What?”

“What?”

“Sooooo,” said Marx, holding the o for a comically large time, “whaddya wanna do?”

“Nothing to do” responded Magolor. “Probably gonna head to the shoppe.”

“LAME. Call me when your done aight Mags?”

“Alright” Magolor said as they both exited the Lor Starcutter and head their separate ways.

“What should I do?” Marx wondered aloud. “Maybe I can bully Susie.”

As if on cue, Susie screamed so loud form the Lor’s PC that even Marx could hear it, “WE. ARE. EVEN!”

“Welp.” Marx pouted. “Guess I can crash at good ol’ Dedede’s place.”

Meanwhile at Castle Dedede, the king was doing some redecorating. Waddle Dees were scattered moving around the castle handling paintings, carpets, and other furniture. King Dedede wanted to take most of the stuff off of the throne room walls to showcase its golden lining he was able to get from his business deal with Susie. Only four things remained, the long red carpet, the throne itself, the Floralian battle mask he found a while ago, and a picture Suie called a “Selfie” which had Kirby and all their friends (minus Elfilin) having a good time after the defeat of Void Termina.

“How can I help you King Dedede?” Asked one of the Waddle Dees.

“I need a Dee to move that there gold me.” He replied, pointing at another one of the seven golden statues of himself.

“That’s what we do best us Waddle Dees.”

“AND IT COMES WITH MONEY BACK GUARANTEE!” Screamed Marx as he swooped in, shattering a window and flying into one of the carpets being moved, getting stuck in it. King Dedede sighed and with a single swing of his hammer, Marx knocked unconscious. He untangled the jester from the tapestry and tossed them to the Waddle Dees, who delivered them to the medical wing.

Marx woke up to a bunch of Waddle Dees looking over them. They pretended to be unconscious still before screaming, making all the Waddle Dees jump 5 meters into the air. “Gyahahahahahahahaha! Works every time!”

“Why must you be this way?” Groaned Dedede, sitting beside the bed Marx was laying in.

“Because it’s funnn!” Said Marx in response.

“I can’t believe your the same person who tried to conquer Popstar.” Said Dedede as he was about to leave.

“I told you not to mention that, I’ve changed remember?” Marx whined. This got Dedede to stop, but before he was about to say something, a pink blur dashed at his side.

“Haiii!”

Kirby jumped on Marx’s bed and tackled them in a hug. “Well if it isn’t the Poyo man theirself.” Said Marx, laughing.

This got Dedede to wonder, “Marx doesn’t treat everything like a joke like I thought they did. What if they’re just the weird uncle in the family?” Not like they were a family, except Meta Knight. “Heya Kirby, why don’t you show Marx here your latest artwork?” Asked Dedede, a perfect distraction. Kirby giggled and rushed out of the room to find a sheet of paper they scribbled on that loosely resembled Kirby, Dedede, Meta Knight, and Bandee. For now, Dedede would be nice to Marx in order to prove his theory. “So, what can I getcha?”

“Some choccy milk would be nice.” Dedede couldn’t deny a fellow Choccy milk enjoyer. He sent a Waddle Dee to get two cups. Once it arrived, Marx split in half to open a black whole to absorb both cups, Dedede having an annoyed rather than terrified face. Coincidentally, Kirby showed up, presenting their doodle to Marx. “Oh hoho! Nice Kirby! Show that to Adeleine, it’s a work of art!”

A few hours later and Marx bid farewell to see Magolor in the Shoppe. “Lamp oil, rope, bombs, you want it? It’s yours my friend, as long as you have enough stars.” Said Magolor, without noticing the meme lord who was in front of them.

“I’ll have a one two buckle my sho—”

“Stop. Hello Marx.”

“Hiya, ya ready to go?”

“Sure, what’d you do while I was here?”

“I visited Dedede and Kirbs. They were nice.”

“Were you nice?” Asked Magolor with a raised nonexistent eyebrow.

“Ehhh” Marx thought for a moment, “yeah probably”

“Your majesty, this whole redecorating thing will probably take another two days thanks to that jester’s interference” reported a Waddle Dee.

“Aww man, oh well.” Dedede said, taking it surprisingly well.

“What was Marx even trying to do?” King Dedede’s subject questioned.

“Guess they were just tryin’ to be friendly. In their own way ‘suppose.” The Waddle Dee nodded looking intently, “the important thing’s that they’re trying though”

Chapter Text

“No I’m more romantic than you.” Whined Flamberge.

“Ms. Flamberge— ahem, darling I clearly initiate this so called romance more. I have simply encased your heart in ice.” Responded Francisca.

“No, I set your heart ablaze!”

“SHUT UP” Said Zan Partizanne, it was 2:00 AM. The other two mage “sisters” stopped talking, but giggled while Zan could still hear their kissing sounds and gave up. Look, they were cute, but they didn’t have to obsess over each other 24/7. She was already busy enough trying to restore Hyness’s mental state.

Zan could not fall asleep that night by laying there trying, so she resorted to training with her spear until she exhausted herself.

“Guess you couldn’t sleep either huh” Said a voice behind her, reflexes influencing Zan to point the edge of her spear centimeters away from the face of Bandanna Waddle Dee. They jumped back, frightened.

Zan realized who it was, “sorry, I just, didn’t notice you. What are you doing here?” She asked.

“His Majesty is on Haltmanncraft and is in Another Dimension. From what I hear from Magolor and Susie, it’s intense. Of course I’ve been there myself in real life, but in the game. They scream loud when they’re about to die.”

“That’s relatable” Said Zan, “well since we’re both up, I hear there’s a really pretty lake not that far from hear. Wanna go?” Said Zan, trying to listen to the social skills she taught herself from watching Dreamlanders.

“Sure” Said Bandee, who would surely be smiling if they had a mouth.

Once at the lake, both of them settled down. It did live up to the hype, it was beautiful. “It’s nice to have moments like these when life’s full of danger.” Said Bandee. Zan felt really bad that she contributed to that.

“Yeah…” she agreed. Even though she caused their suffering, why was everyone so nice? Even she needed a moment to relax after all she’s dealing with.

“So… how is everything?” Asked Bandee.

“Alright,” Zan lied, not wanting to vent in front of this innocent lil buddy. “Everyone’s doing well”

“Cool! We don’t see you often, so…” said Bandee, was this Waddle Dee really worried about one of the priestesses of Jambastion?

“How is everyone doing?” Asked Zan.

“Good, his majesty is alright, the Meta Knights supposedly have a new member, and Kirby is, well, Kirby.” Bandee chuckled. It should be illegal to be this adorable.

“So, why did you come and see me if all people?” Asked Zan, this time a genuine question.

Bandee looked downwards, probably frowning if not for the lack of a mouth, “well, Kirby, his majesty, and Sir Meta Knight keep getting invited to other worlds for some fancy dinners to either congratulate them for their achievements or ask for a demonstration of what they could do. They all come in these fancy envelopes, but I never got any (definitely not a reference to something). I feel left out, if you know what I mean. Before I was just another Waddle Dee, I didn’t have a name or an identity until that adventure with Kirby, His Majesty, Adeleine, and Ribbon. Even then, people don’t recognize me.”

Why are they happy and not us? Why are they happy and not us? Why are they happy and not us? Why are they happy and not us? Why are they happy and not us? “Franny and Berge are having so much fun and are so happy! Why do they achieve that and not us?! Everyone here is living their best lives ignoring the struggles they have, but how could they?! Hyness is still in shambles, I’m in shambles, even when Jambastion’s gone everything’s still falling apart! And it’s hard trying to hold it together when you’re the only one! So how would you know what it’s like to feel left out?!” Zan felt tears welling in her eyes. Lashing out was the last thing she wanted, and especially to Bandee. Alas, she failed to keep her cool, “I’m sorry. I should go.” She said solemnly.

“Wait!” Said Bandee, “why didn’t you tell that to anyone?! Maybe we could’ve helped you or even considered you more than we already do. You need someone to talk to, and if you don’t feel comfortable with Francisca and Flamberge, talk to me.” Why? Even after all of that, why does Bandanna Waddle Dee care about the priestess of a dark cult, Zan Partizanne. “Well, I’ll take a page out of Sir Meta Knight’s book. Sparring is the best way to clear the mind!” They said as the gladly held up their spear.

Zan chuckled, “yeah,”

The spear wielders drew their weapons, Zan summoning it instead of Bandee who carried it with them. “Y’ready?” Asked Bandee.

“I’m never not!” Said Zan as they charged, both towards Bandee and electrically. Bandee quickly blocked, leaving a second for them to recoil, but then right back to the action. Zan jabbed her spear forward and lightning shot out of it, barely missing her opponent. Bandee swiftly dashed towards Zan in an elegant swipe before Zan parried, hitting Bandee with the flat part of her spear with barely enough force to make them trip.

Bandee got back up, a fire in their eyes, ready for more. Zan summoned her drum set and shot balls of electricity at Bandee, her opponent somersaulting to the side. Bandee helicopterred with their spear to Zan’s location, dodging her jabs and eventually striking her side, maybe a little too hard they thought, but Zan was unaffected.

“Best out of three?” Asked Bandee.

“Best out of three.” Zan confirmed. She summoned a ring of storm clouds around them, slowly becoming smaller. Zan zipped around firing electric balls, but Bandee blocked all of them using their trusty spear. As the ring closed in around them, Zan’s thrusts became more rapid, too fast for Bandee to even see her spear. Bandee spun their spear, barely managing to deflect most of them until the storm clouds were too close, forcing them to helicopter out of there. Zan compensated for this by jolting upwards, her spear alongside her, straight towards Bandee. Of course, it was the flat end of the spear, but Zan had won.

“Whew, Meta Knight’s right, this does clear out the mind.” Said Zan as she sat down.

“Yep, they say that soon I might be able to beat Kirby!” Said Bandee. Zan chuckled, Kirby was a god, but it was always good to have optimism.

“You got stronger since the last time we fought.”

“Yep, I’ve been practicing a lot!”

Sooner or later, Zan and Bandee went their separate ways, sleeping much better than their first attempts. Zan woke up to be greeted by Francisca and Flamberge. “Where the Jamba were you last night?!” Screamed Flamberge.

Francisca patted her head, calming her down. “We were wondering where you went last night. We were ready to sleep, and we went to say goodnight, but you weren’t there.”

“Apologies, I was taking a walk. I hope I didn’t worry you.” Said Zan, leaving out the part with her, acquaintance.

Flamberge just jumped in for a hug, nearly knocking Zan’s soul out of her body. Struggling to breathe, Zan managed to get out a “how do you deal with this?!” To Francisca, who giggled.

Hyness will get better. Francisca and Flamberge were helping, but it was also important for them to get time to themselves. They could get their worries out to each other, and before Zan didn’t have that. It’s nice having someone to decompress to. A… friend.

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Ever since the forgotten land was discovered, Rick, Kine, Coo, and the rest of the animal friends have been finding more like them. Sure they weren’t from there and transported aeons into the future in another dimension like Adeleine, but they felt a connection with them. All of them were born and native to Popstar (Susie theorized their species just evolved theirselves back into existence), that’s for sure, but nonetheless.

Well now that things were peaceful between the two worlds, anyone can freely travel between the two. Chuchu and her best “friend” Nyupun loved traveling there for the strange accessories the ancients left behind, one had what looked like Shiro but with a bow and yellow nose. Kine and Mine stayed in Dreamland most of the time due to the generally cleaner waters unaffected by the Haltmann invasion. Nago and Shiro were both fond of Carol, since she would teach them circus tricks easy due to all of their feline traits. Rick, Pick, Coo, Pitch, and Mama Pitch all continued their normal lives, traveling between the worlds for no rhyme or reason unless for mundane tasks.

One time they were all having a nap under the shade of Whispy Woods, all land dwellers of course. Then they were met by a surprise, nature meeting industry. Susie floated in and sat tiredly in the shade. Whispy shook with this action, causing her to jump before sighing and admitting, “sorry I mechanized you, oh look!” She brought a prototype of a new planting robot. It was small enough to fit in her hand, it had a water tank, shovel, uv light, and a fan. It’s essentially all a plant could ask for. She turned it on and grabbed one of Whispy’s apple seeds and planting it, giving it a few squirts of water before patiently watching, waiting for when it should give water next.

The tree spirit liked this and gave Susie one of its apples, which Susie gratefully bowed and ate the delicious fruit. The animal friends all watched on in curiosity as the events unfolded. Rick approached Susie, nose cutely twitching as he sniffed her. Cautiously, Susie placed a hand on his head, and the hamster nuzzled in for more. Soon all the other animal friends joined in and they fell asleep. Maybe it was just exhaustion from overworking, but Susie felt a lot closer to nature. And that’s it, this simple beautiful moment.

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Popstar had various countries, to say the least. There was Dreamland, land of peace, Floralia, kingdom of the sky, the Mirror World, and Patch Land, made of yarn and fabric. The forgotten land could also be accessed through here, but it wasn’t a part of Popstar.

Patch Land was by far the most unique of them all. It was vast, but all maintained by one young Prince. Sure it was a huge responsibility on Prince Fluff, but he didn’t mind. Though it was here that an opening arrived. One of his servants approached him, “Your majesty, the people of Hot Land seek your help with dealing with Hot Wings.” They spoke up.

“Tell them I’m on my way” he replied as he transformed into a car and zoomed out the palace. The servant cackled deviously as they pulled out one of Yin Yarn’s sticks.

“What should we call ourselves this time?” Said the stick as another near identical one appeared.

“Yin Yarn had a nice ring to it, but how about Stitchler?” It said when the other stick nodded in approval and the two knit the form of the servant back up before hiding themselves inside them.

Stitchler would continue to play along with being a servant of Prince Fluff for a long time, even being promoted to head advisor. That was their goal, to earn Fluff’s trust. Once they were gone, Stitchler would stick their sticks into the ground, weaving between the yarn ever closer to the Magic Yarn before Fluff would return. The side affects would not go unnoticed by Fluff, felt quakes were more common, the Yarn started to unravel, and fabric was losing its color.

The more unraveling Stitchler did, the harder it became to stop. It was hard to resist the temptation of unraveling and getting to the magic yarn. It felt good, really good, I’m saying Yin Yarn is back. And I think it’s time for Yin Yarn to let er rip! Stitchler kept on unraveling until finally they got one strand of the magic yarn, and then Prince Fluff came like a flood of pain pouring down on him. He used his arm as a lasso that wouldn’t let up until the end is here. (Ok I’ll stop Stains of Time)

Prince Fluff looked at the sticks and realized Stitchler’s true identity. The sticks reunited with the mess of Yarn that was Stitchler and reknitted them into a tank. Normally he would panic, but since that adventure with Kirby he has gotten a lot better at fighting. He lassoed one of the missiles fired into a yarn ball and fired it back out. He then unraveled himself and used it as string to wrap himself around Stitchler and knock them out the window, the sticks sent flying to who knows where, he would have to search for them.

It seemed that as long as the sticks existed, Yin Yarn would return. Prince Fluff was ready for that, and if he wasn’t, there’s always a certain pink puffball from Dreamland that would be more than happy to help.

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There once was a great artist who lived in planet Popstar. Her name was Creatia. Her works of art had the special ability to emit positive energy. The majesty of her creations gave joy to people across the galaxy. She gave birth to three daughters, Drawcia, Paintra, and Vividria. Naturally, with this power came those seeking to take it for themselves. One time Creatia and her daughters went on a vacation to a luxurious hotel at the far end of the galaxy, a Haltmann resort. That evening did not go very happily, Haltworkers stormed their room and captured the three of them. Creatia was put on a ship heading straight to the Access Ark, while her infant daughters were abandoned on different planets. They stayed there fending for themselves until Dark Matter came to their respective planets. All three of them fell to their corruption and were sent to Popstar for its conquest. However, once Zero was initially defeated by Kirby, Dark Matter left their bodies, making them have free will again. Unfortunately, Vividria, the youngest of them, was the only one to happily accept new friends after life had been so cruel to them.

Paintra, the middle child, moved to Lolipop Land of Floralia, where she captured people in her paintings. The commerciality of the amusement parks and circuses there were lowered thanks to that. Fortunately, before she could capture any more she was sealed in a painting herself by the people of the sky. That would remain her fate, driving her even more mad until Taranza freed her in an effort to stop Kirby, which failed and had her sealed back into the canvas.

Drawcia's story might be the most unhinged. She stole an artifact from the ancients, a magic paintbrush. She used said paintbrush to make all of Dreamland her canvas. She even went as far as to remove Kirby's limbs and succeeded in creating her own world. It appeared that the Ancients, whether through magical or technological means, installed within the brush to stop the overgrowth of negative passion. Perhaps it was a way of controlling Void before they vanished? It sided with Kirby to defeat Drawcia, and it succeeded, revealing a form made of an amalgamation of all the negative energy in her psyche. A sad husk of a soul, the butterfly pitied. Drawcia however, did not take this opportunity to better herself for the afterlife, as she lashed out for revenge on Kirby. In the end, she sealed herself away in a painting in order to prevent her own death, dooming her to an eternity inside the canvas. Some say, her soul still lingers on.

Vividria, not knowing she even had a family, much less what happened to them, stayed with Kirby and co painting pictures and drawing with fellow artistic orphan Adeline to bring joy to other people. Perhaps Creatia is still out there, and with Susie as the president she'll free her. If the creativity of her daughters has as much power as it did in the past, surely that's a possibility.

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How long ago was it? 1,113,195,401 years? It doesn’t matter, I stopped counting long ago. The universe has slowed me to live this long inside this crystal prison, but I suppose this is the fate I deserve, existing only for battle. After all, what warrior could resist battling the strongest in the galaxy?

Galacta Knight’s earliest memory was waking up in a nursing room. No one knew from whence the child came, but they raised her. She was named Vio after their god. She was raised by a priest, maybe an ancestor of Hyness. She learned the mythos of Void, and how prophecies said that they would reincarnate into positivity or negativity.

That’s how it should have ended, a girl living a peaceful life amongst what are now considered ancients. Void did reincarnate alright, but not into a friend. When she first heard reports about entire colonies massacred by a colossus that copied all attacks made to stop it against them she didn’t believe it. However, Void Termina soon became much more prominent in her life.

Vio was drafted as a warrior to protect everyone against the threat, but something awakened in her that made her talent known. She clearly was born to be a knight. Her ruthlessness against her adversaries made even sergeants unnerved. She was granted knighthood under the title of Galacta Knight. Her cape, shield, lance, and mask were gifted to her. They received an update that the four strongest forces would be sent to stop the monster.

Landia, Cyber King, a Jammerjab, and Galacta Knight were all sent to the battlefield to end this. An epic battle occurred that, had it not been in a secluded part of the galaxy, would have had the power to destroy seven consecutive neutron stars. Alas, the battle was close and the heroes were at their last breaths, they were evenly matched and were just about to kill each other. Galacta Knight summoned heart spears to give to the four heroes of yore to finish the giant. When it was done, the spears formed a heart which encased Void Termina within.

Vio was gone after that day. It was all Galacta Knight. She became one with her mask. Her power was praised, but also feared. She became one with light by during that battle, but her sudden outbursts after being raised to stardom caused her to master the dark too. She used this to fight off tyrants who used a remnant of Void Termina for power, the Master Crown. Landia, the only one she still had somewhat of a friendship with, confined themselves to Halcandra.

She saw a vision soon after, a creature being locked up inside a tower. People studying it, figuring out the portals, and abandoning it alongside their whole world. They kept calling it “ID-F86”

She consulted an Ancient counsel about this. They told her that it was fine, but the corrupt Ancients knew that it would be better with her out of the picture.

She was ambushed by mages, trapping her in a crystal cruelly akin to Void Termina and sealing said crystal in another dimension. Now all she did was wait, for something, until one knight aeons later from a planet Popstar challenged her to a duel.

A very similar scenario happened not long after, but an orange butterfly appeared. They spoke to her. “Come Vio, if you still remember that name.”

“Who are you?” She questioned.

“Have you forgotten the stories of the dream eater of judgement?” The butterfly said.

Galacta Knight remembered, “so what, you’ve come to eat my soul? Get on with it then, I’ve been alive long enough.”

“No, that is not why I am here.” Said the butterfly

“So then why are you here? Death itself graces me with its presence and even it doesn’t defeat me?”

“I have a proposal, you get your well deserved rest from the battlefield and I can be reborn. There is something I must do in the realm of the living.”

“What are you going to do?” Curiously asked Vio.

“I’ll take your power, but you can still be conscious with me. You will only fight when you choose to and are free form the prison humans put you in.” Explained the butterfly.

“Humans?” Muttered Vio, never hearing of the term they used.

“Do you accept?” The butterfly said, a heart emanating from them.

Vio took much consideration, someone was finally freeing her, but could they be trusted. It wasn’t like she had other options. She touched the heart, accepting the deal.

Morpho Knight was born

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To think someone could rise up in the world like this. They started as a regular Waddle Dee in King Dedede’s army, and stayed that way for a while, not standing a chance against that new child from the stars opposing the king.

It all changed one day when they were possessed by Dark Matter. From Ribbon’s description, they could have easily posed as a Waddle Doo if not for Kirby expelling the darkness. They probably should have just ignored that Waddle Dee, they would slow them down, but no, Kirby let them join to defeat Dark Matter. From then, Adeleine and Dedede joined them and they got rid of the darkness that has corrupted the universe for so long.

King Dedede realized that Waddle Dee’s skill and gave them a promotion, gaining a Bandanna to signify their rank. Since then, Bandee saved the universe from Magolor, Void Termina, and Fecto Elfilis. Not to mention the countless mini game escapades they had with Kirby, Dedede, and Meta Knight. Their skills with a spear is arguably on par with Kirby’s if not stronger, and Dedede’s second in command became Bandanna Waddle Dee.

“You seem to have quite a history with that puffball” Zan Partizanne chuckled.

“Yeah, I join them so so many adventures that it’s a miracle that I remember them all.” Bandee remarked. Zan laughed alongside them.

“It’s been a little while now, you ready to get back to training?” She asked.

“Yep!” Bandee replied. Like Kirby, they were such a ray of sunshine into the lives of the people of Dreamland. And that extended to people who had been wronged so horrifically in the past. Take Taranza, Susie, and the Mages, they were all the happiest they have ever been in recent years.

Zan generated a large thundercloud above them both and struck down six bolts at once. Each were strong enough to launch chunks of the ground into the air. Bandee hid in the blind spot just under her, but Zan thrusted the blunt part of her spear downwards, making the Waddle Dee fall into one of the small craters they made.

They used the same attack, but Bandee flipped out of where it struck, kicking Zan down in the process. She retaliated by summoning her drums and shooting a legion of electric balls at Bandee. They once again goes for her blind spot, but her lightning (get it) reflexes enabled her to dodge and fire at where the slower opponent was.

She put pack her drums and used her spear to rapidly jab Bandee. They used their own spear to sweep under Zan’s fierce attacks and disarm her, holding their spear to her face.

“Wow, you’re getting a lot better at accounting for your weak spots!” Said Bandee, reaching out their metaphorical hand for Zan.

“You truly are worth being one of the four heroes of yore. You, the puffball, the knight, and the king.”

The two laughed and enjoyed their evening together. Even if some world ending disaster would happen, Bandee would be prepared because of their friends that helped get them here.

🦋

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And lo, the knight looked upon the sheen of their blade, and power stayed their hand from restraint. And from that day forward, they were as one dead.

When Meta Knight first came to Dreamland, it was in search of a leader to pledge loyalty to. They did not expect to still be there so many years later taking an incarnation of Void under their wing.

Meta Knight knew not of their past before knighthood. Just their comrades in training. The friends they had were the closest thing to family they had. Ever since they were young, they heard stories of a powerful warrior from an ancient civilization that was sealed for their power. They had always longed to fight them, the strongest warrior in the galaxy ever.

Kirby made a curious sound. Tilting their head. “Yes, that was Galacta Knight, Kirby. We’ve fought twice now.” Meta Knight explained. The pink puffball, unsatisfied, nudged their mask. “My comrades? Oh yes.”

And at last, the mentor who taught all of them everything they knew, and not just in combat too. The honorable ways that Knights value stem from Sir Arthur. There was a girl who they befriended who was talented with the blade and helped them claim the sword they use today, Galaxia. Her name was Garlude. While Sir Arthur was their mentor, Garlude was Meta Knight’s one true comrade and friend on their level.

They remember vividly the day Sir Arthur was sent to fight Nightmare. They stoically marched off to a nearby warp star, Meta Knight and Garlude came to see them off. Sir Arthur looked back at them, seeing their expressions. “You needn’t be sad, we might just meet again. Whether on the battlefield or in training. However, I suppose you do not need anything from me now.” They said.

“Master, we are forever indebted to you for your knowledge bestowed upon us.” Said Meta Knight. Garlude knelt beside them.

Sir Arthur did not say anything, but they did draw their sword and lifted it above the two’s shoulders (if they had any) and sheathed it. The two apprentices looked up, “Master…”

“Usually there would be a ceremony, but there’s so little of us left. Besides, I wanted to be here when it happened.”

“You mean—“ Garlude started,

“Yes, arise Meta Knight, Dame Garlude. We’ll cross paths again, it must be what fate has in store.” Declared Sir Arthur.
Deep down, they knew they wouldn’t return.

“Poyo?” Asked Kirby.

“Sadly no, I never saw Sir Arthur again. That moment was the last time the three of us were together, friends and the setting sun.”

Kirby made a sad noise, the concept of losing someone close to you was an alien concept to the child. Elfilin did almost die, but in Popstar time, they came back immediately. Dedede and Meta Knight were at an enemy’s mercy more times than they would like to admit, but they never pondered the possibility of them not coming back. The little one still had much to learn, Meta Knight thought, but their innocence can be preserved for a while longer.

“Don’t be sad, I’m sure they would be happy that I have an apprentice of my own.” The Metal plated glove patted the puffball. “Ah yes, allow me to tell you the story of how I got this sword.” Said Meta Knight, holding up Galaxia for Kirby to see.

Many swords have passed down into legend. There was the sword that contained the armor of a legendary swordsman. That sword came into possession of Dark Matter and turned one of them into a bladed duelist. Less of a sword, but it is said that when positive emotions gather in one area directed towards one common goal, the Lovelove Stick will appear and slay evil. Galaxia was one of those legendary swords. Knight folklore has it that it was wielded by the king of the ancients at one point in time. It was sealed in a cave guarded by a ferocious monster who had purple fur and scythes for hands.

“Poyo?” Asked Kirby

“Yes, like Bonkers, but a lot more scary.” Meta Knight told them.

This was a couple years after Sir Arthur left. Meta Knight and Garlude had already been on countless missions together. The duo decided to reclaim Galaxia, plundering into Kirisakin’s cave. In there was a valiant and brutal battle, Garlude would have died if it weren’t for Meta Knight slashing off one of the scythes. In the end, the Galaxia saw the light of day once again. There was no petty squabble about who would wield the sword, Garlude owed it to her friend.

“Haii!” Kirby exclaimed.

“Yes, Kirby, she was… amazing.” They said.

“Ehe?” Asked Kirby.

“No, Kirby, you can’t meet Garlude.” Sighed Meta Knight.

It all came back to them. ‘Twas a distant planet where Meta Knight and Garlude were sent. Nightmare was on a rampage, and they were some of the only knights left in the galaxy. It was there, just an indigo swirling ball of stars. Nothing like the terrifying wizard mentioned in descriptions. Every attack was ineffective, nothing scratched it. The shattered structures and armored corpses didn’t stand a chance.

It was only when the orb flew into Garlude and her eyes turned a dark purple. “You must be an idiot to think you stand a chance when so many of your friends fell.”

“Garlude?”

“Clearly you’re new to this whole possession shtick. Gained this ability after that knight of sunrise took out my main body. I returned the favor, though. You wouldn’t happen to know any dreamy artifacts do you?” They said.

Meta Knight was stunned, not knowing what the next course of action should be. That knight of sunrise, it couldn’t be… They read about Dark Matter being able to possess a host, but Nightmare was unrelated to them. The possessed Garlude grinned darkly, thrusting their sword at Meta Knight.

Meta Knight dodged and had no choice but to fight back. The texts describing Dark Matter said that they would leave a host if they suffer severe damage, but it doesn’t have to be life ending. All Meta Knight had to do was survive their lifelong friend ruthlessly attacking against her will. It was easier said than done, but it was just like their sparring sessions, it wouldn’t be any different, Meta Knight would look after Garlude as they recover and—

Galaxia was covered in blood. “Heh, you have guts, more than other Knights I’ve met. Look forward to facing you again” Garlude said before the darkness left her eyes and Nightmare disappeared into the dark clouds. Garlude coughed blood, what had they done. No, no, no, Garlude was all they had they couldn’t—

“Don’t worry ‘bout me. You go on ahead and take down that jerk. I’ll catch up.” She said, wheezing as she bled out.

“No you’re coming with me and getting healed, we’ll fight on another day.”

“You’re underestimating me. I can make it just fine, you go ahead, could use the head start. I’ll tell Sir Arthur you said hi.” Garlude took her final breath.

They were alone, and they did it. They didn’t restrain theirself even when faced with their best friend. Meta Knight killed Garlude.

That was the whole reason they came to Popstar, in search of the fountain of dreams, to protect it from Nightmare. They swore allegiance to King Dedede and warned of Nightmare’s coming. Meta Knight protected a fragment of the Star Rod, with every intention of leaving the planet once everything was settled. That was, until a child came and opposed them, not knowing the entire situation. For an odd reason, Meta Knight found theirself attached to the pink one, and desired to train them. They had already trained a new generation of knights, but this one would be their personal protégé. The infant’s name, Kirby.

And that’s how the two met. Meta Knight learned to move on from Garlude’s death because of Kirby and the positive energy emanating from them. Sure, it wouldn’t be before Meta Knight tried to train Dreamland for an attack of an outside evil by force. Kirby might have even surpassed their mentor in skill, defeating their mirror doppelgänger. The child has infinite energy, and Meta Knight will live to see it through.

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“Lemme tell ya, dat Pink puffball ain’t no enemy of mine. Kirby’s my nemesis! That’s why imma do another gourmet race with ‘em!”

“Yes, I understand, but this is important to me.” Taranza said meagerly to the boisterous king.

“Eh, fine. Better not be a lesson in ancient spells and so-and-so.” Dedede begrudgingly agreed. Every day he thinks he can beat Kirby, maybe night will give him a better chance?

Taranza smiled wholesomely and rushed outside the castle to invite someone in. “Now, your majes- I mean Dedede, may I introduce you to someone?” He politely asked.

“What do ya think I’m here for? Long as you ain’t depressed I’m all ears, or eyes I guess.”

Taranza was the most happy King Dedede has ever seen him. He knew this must be very important to him. Soon, he escorted someone else into his throne room, moving over so Dedede could see. It was a girl who was the same species as Taranza. “Oh, they genderbended you! Cool! What the chick’s name?”

“Um, Dedede, right? I’m actually not a genderbended version of Taranza. We’ve actually met before, hehe.” The girl said awkwardly.

“I don’t remember making any trips to Floralia before the Dreamstalk incident. Don’t even know how it could grow on Mt. Dedede.”

“My name is… Sectonia.” She said. Dedede screamed upon the mention of that name and hid behind his throne, clutching his hammer tightly.

“Dedede, just calm dow—“ Taranza started.

“I ain’t leavin this spot for the next 1,992 years!”

“I understand, you must’ve been through a lot at my hand.” Sectonia sadly said. Taranza backing her up.

“It wasn’t your fault, you weren’t yourself. Besides, you wouldn’t believe how many times he’s been possessed.” He told her. It was not much compared to her insane guilt levels, but the thought made her happy. Taranza then floated over to Dedede. “Dedede, I told you she was back.”

“When?!”

“On the groupchat with Susie.”

“Y’know I don’t read the individual texts!” Dedede said, genuine fear in his voice.

“You called me a simp.”

“I thought you were ranting about her!”

Taranza drew a breath, “Regardless, you forgave me didn’t you?”

“That’s because you helped Kirby! And you explained your situation, y’had no one left pal!”

“You gave me a chance, and I appreciate that to no end. All I’m asking is that you give her one.” He pleaded. Now that he thought of it, she’s not that terrifying wasp anymore, and she would’ve possessed him first thing.

“Ugh, FINE.” Said Dedede, Taranza jumping with glee in a similar manner to Kirby when he freed Dedede from Taranza’s puppeteering. He approached his love, king hiding behind him.

“It would be a perfect time for some lunch, wouldn’t it?”

The Waddle Dees prepared a feast for the three of them, mainly Dedede. Sectonia clutched onto Taranza’s metaphorical arms, the other Floralian as red as a Maxim Tomato. “So how didja come back? Kirby killed ya, twice I think.”

Sectonia woke up from napping on Taranza’s side. “He went on a big adventure to gather parts of my soul, and fought against an incarnation of Void, didn’t you?”

“Mirror version, technically speaking, I only had a minor role.” Muttered Taranza, still flustered at the non existent distance between him and Sectonia.

“Wow, you didn’t tell me you had that kinda power!” Said Dedede, astounded. Taranza was currently having the straight equivalent of a gay panic, unable to respond.

“Anyways, Dedede, I really wanted to apologize, for the whole Dreamstalk, possession, nearly killing thing that happened.” Said Sectonia, care behind her voice, lacking in the last encounter Dedede had with her. The king wasn’t impressed. “I don’t expect forgiveness, just that you are able to move on.” The king approved.

Bonus:

pReZ: have you learned your lesson?

NotAnOverlord: it was hilarious tho

ClobberDatDereKirbeh: yeah that’s kinda what you get for being annoying and building another base instead of living with us

pReZ: my finger is hovering over the van button

NotAnOverlord: FINE just get on the server

Voice Chat:

“Man it’s really been a while since we’ve been on here right Dedede?”

“Yeah, ‘m surprised you didn’t do anything while we were logged off Mags.”

“Don’t call me that.”

“Aww, Mags is such a cute nickname.”

“What I heard Marx call you that.”

“Marx you sonnuva… whatever just call me Magolor or NotAnOverlord.”

“Whatever you say Mags.”

“Shut up Susie. Anyways yeah I explored another dimension and found ancient ruins.”

“Did you loot it?”

“No I just found it and logged off.”

“Coords?”

“X -113, Y 1954”

“Awesome, let’s clobber dem Doomers!”

(SpongeBob narrator voice) A few moments later

“Alright we got the Energy Spheres, let’s look for the altar.”

“Magolor you can’t just smash cut to it.”

“We’re working on a strict schedule ok?”

“Well to speed that up, remember all that Haltonium?”

“Yeah, looks like some caviar, lemme eat it.”

“Flying machines babyyyy!”

“Eh, this is Dedede’s first world, let’s do this fairly—“

“Yes? Yeah the SB-1971 has just finished it’s final model and will be delivered to you within 24 hours.”

“Susie?”

“Sorry, gotta go finish the tests, be sure to beat Dark Matter for me!”

“Wait, you’re letting us beat it?”

“It’s a new weapon for my new personal bodyguard I hired, she’s awesome.”

“Is this your ‘hot secretary?’”

“No, her name is Sirica and she’s been able to take down all our Holo combat training models at once!”

“Sweet Void!”

Text chat:

NotAnOverlord: the server shut down

Wow, one year. It’s been a year since first uploaded Girls Remix: Tanook Cut. Since then, I’ve been exposed to so many amazing and funny writers that have expanded on my own skill. Being able to share my works about the interests I love could not make me happier. I know I probably sound corny now, but I’ve never had the most positive view on my works. I thought of uploading them to see what other people think, and they like it! I wanted this chapter to be a send off to my Sectaranza works, which has been a big part of all my works. Also if you want to write Dedede, Magolor, and Susie fighting Dark Matter in Haltmanncraft, cool upload it. Join the discord to share stuff like that with me and I’ll read it (seriously no one joined the discord). That means your name is in the credits. Special thanks to Tanook and you.

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You could call it a butterfly effect, one positive incarnation of Void led to so much. Dreamland became prosperous, its inhabitants were happy and did not live in fear of dark powers like Dark Matter or Nightmare.

So many of the relics the corrupt ancients left behind were destroyed because of someone using them to their own advantage, being stopped by Kirby. From the self proclaimed king of Dreamland, the lone knight, to the rising henchman hero, they have all been impacted by them.

Truth be told, what more is there to be said about Kirby? They’re happy, and they spread it everywhere they go. No matter the circumstance, they ask for nothing in return, the very idea of it was foreign to many such as the mirror variant, the foreign painter and fairy, and the thief with his squad.

Even to those who were former adversaries, such as the cosmic jester, the inter dimensional traveler, the flower longing heart, the CEO at her lonesome, the priestesses and their leader, and the ultimate life form. All were touched by the positive emotion.

Perhaps this was their purpose, as a reincarnation of Void. Being the spawn of an ethereal entity like the fluke of darkness, yet not taking it into account. Most incarnations, like Zero, would think they are above everyone because of their circumstances. Yet, Kirby always identifies as one of the people just like everyone else, and would risk their life to save them.

We love Kirby

With love and peace

— Your friends (written by Meta Knight)

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