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pinkestmenace · 5 months

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Thoughts on Dark Meta Knight

A continuation of 'Thoughts on Shadow Kirby'. This is a long one!

TL;DR: I first talk about his relation to Taranza and Sectonia, then comes the fic I 'accidentally' wrote, then I talk about his (mirror) abilities and relation to Meta Knight (or rather, his inherited memories.)

Have you ever noticed how whenever people talk about the whole Dark Meta Knight/Dimension Mirror/Taranza/Corrupted Sectonia issue, it's always "Taranza must hate DMK so much!" and never "DMK must hate Taranza so much!" or even "Why did Joronia/Sectonia keep a magical mirror that clearly oozed bad vibes?" (Note: I'm neither saying Taranza is a poor uwu boy who did nothing wrong nor that he is evil incarnate. He didn't know DMK was in there nor that the mirror had lingering corruption. I am however saying he was a fool for stealing an important magical artifact! All three were hurt here.) I mean, come on. Sectonia is an individual with agency. You're telling me she just placidly accepted this whole situation and only gets to serve as an "Evil queen needs to die!" and "Woe is Taranza, his beloved is dead!" plot device? She could have been corrupted/replaced by her own reflection! Maybe she was as interested in studying DMK/this weird danger orb in 'her' mirror as he was in corrupting her.

That is, if he did corrupt her. Who's to say he wanted that? Or had the ability to, other than by speaking? We've heard nothing about him having corrupting magic. Besides, what would he gain from it? Sectonia could've already been somewhat unhinged before she got the mirror and this was just the beginning of a domino effect. Remember, the mirror you fight him in in Triple Deluxe seems to be the one that was in the middle of the Central Circle, not the entrance of the Mirror World. That's the one Dark Mind was hiding out in and judging by how destroyed it still looks inside it's also the most likely place for any corruption to linger. (Luckily for the other inhabitants, I'd say. Not so lucky for him or poor Shadow, who in DMK's absence was likely left alone to defend the Mirror World and therefore grew more agressive like we see him in other games. He had no allies and no choice but to learn to fight.) I think that Shadow spawned when Kirby first entered the mirror, but DMK was likely around at least a little longer than that, judging by how he seems to have a pretty good grasp on his abilities already.

So. Since Triple Deluxe is clearly inspired by fairy tales, (Consider the Dreamstalk/beanstalk, a palace in the sky and a wicked beauty-obsessed queen with a literal magic mirror!) why not spin a little tale of our own?

I want you to imagine being Dark Meta Knight for a moment.

Mirror, Mirror, From the Sky — Who's the Wickedest and Why?

Once upon a time a dark force secretly infested your world. Depending on how long you've been around, you either spawned as a flawed clone, or you got to feel yourself being corrupted. You may not even know who you are, other than what the wisps of your inherited memories and skills tell you. Either way, the heydays of good fortune, friends and fair weather are nothing but a burning memory to you.

Dark Mind, the force calls itself and it takes an interest in you, since it could use a strong henchman. Now you have this flaming eyeball breathing down your neck, playing at being your master and ordering you around. Tsch. Do you dance like a pathetic little puppet? Do you plead with it using the fancy words you find on your tongue, but did not learn yourself? Do you obey to save your own skin, or resist and risk having your mind broken and hollowed out further? Do you have it in you to become a double agent? You are a scared toddler who only just learned how to walk. You are a hardened knight who has no patience for this. The armour you wear shows traces of battles you haven't fought. You cling to it in preparation for what's to come.

It sends you to go remove some obstacles. A pink child and your own doppelganger. Fueled by bitter resentment and childish petulance you dare to bend your orders just slightly. Rather than rend the child into pieces, you refract him into four. Rather than sending your doppelganger back to his maker, you lock him in with yours and break the mirror to prevent his escape. (As well as Dark Mind's escape, that is.) Your master is angry. That's fine. You're already wrong and broken and don't give a crap.

Eventually the child and his refractions fix and enter the mirror and your master gives you an ultimatum. Twice it told you to get rid of the brat and twice you have failed! Now, to prove your loyalty you must put your life on the line. Beat the brat. At any cost. Surrender is not an option! You shed the veneer and take out your frustration on the child. But he's too strong. You can feel your body give out! You remember how to beg. "Master, please, I can't take any more!" It's no use. Its fiery gaze scorches you, it widens the cracks in your mind and forces you to continue, miserable marionette that you are.

You shatter and your consciousness fractures. Where did you go so wrong? Why did this have to happen to you? What will become of that strange charcoal child you saw stalking you? You want to go home. That home isn't yours. What does your counterpart think? Like the allegory of the prisoners and the shadows on the cave wall you don't know more than what little you can infer. His flickering gaze is unreadable. There is no cave. You are the shadow. You have no idea what philosophy is.

??? days later you somehow wake up. You get your bearings. You're still in this ruined miniature dimension, but your master is gone. You're alone. Tsch. Figures the brat and your blue bastard of a counterpart would abandon you. What's wrong with them?! (What's wrong with you? Are you really that disposable? Maybe they didn't know you still had life left in you either. Did they mourn for you?) At least the mirror portal is right there. You'll go back to the Central Circle, find something to eat and then you'll plot your revenge against the world that failed to welcome you! You just have to step out...

...into a large bedroom. You look around. Fancy furnishings that would befit a palace. A breathtaking view of the rising sun, which drapes the room in purples and oranges. It hurts your eyes. You look down. A vanity? Where the Shards—

You don't get time to think before a piercing shriek rends the air. You look to your left and see a strange spider-like creature charging at you, wielding twin rapiers! You quickly leap out of the way and draw your own sword.

The woman stops in front of you, clad in a simple but refined silk nightgown, her four unoccupied hands balled into tight fists. She stares you down with her four front eyes. Is this spider as afraid of you as you are of her? She's Princess Joronia, you soon learn. She received the mirror as a gift.

She sympathises with you and offers you a cup of herbal tea to calm your nerves. You've never had tea, (not-you remembers the taste) but by the Mirror's mercy do you know you're thirsty! You accept it, if only to buy yourself time to figure out what's going on and come up with a way to escape with the mirror. The tea soothes you, although it has a strange aftertaste and Joronia's smile is gentle, if a bit too practised. Her gleaming upper eyes gaze patiently into yours. She doesn't drink. You're tired, so tired.

The next day you wake up inside the mirror and try to leave again. Joronia didn't seem so bad. Maybe you can convince her to let you return the mirror! You find it's been magically sealed.

"Oh, don't worry," says 'Joronia' through the glass, her eyes and smile just a little darker and haughtier than they were yesterday, "it's only a safety precaution until we get to know each other better." But months later she still hasn't let you leave with the mirror. Instead, she's been staring into it more and more, fussing endlessly over her make-up and increasingly ostentatious outfits. She laments to you as if you are nothing but a pet she can vent to freely. "Uhuhuhu~! Didn't I look simply unacceptable before? I just couldn't stand my dull reflection. Tell me how gorgeous I am! Then I might even feel generous enough to feed you."

You grow bitter. How trapped you are! Behind you is the ruined hellscape where you were broken and humiliated. In front of you is an increasingly deranged self-obsessed woman who you're forced to ingratiate yourself to for scraps. Tsch! You are caged and seething! The day you find the person who subjected you to this your sword will taste blood! Soon your vibe arsenic joins the maddening sulfuric stench that abhorrent eyeball left behind. Your mind and the mirror grow ever darker in a vicious cycle. It's been years. You yearn for sights you have only seen in dreams. You cannot die.

The reborn and remade Queen Sectonia doesn't care. She's too busy solidifying her power and enhancing her own grotesque beauty to pay attention to the machinations of naughty little strays. Your sharpened tongue pleases her just enough to spare you and coax out news of the outside world. You are her obedient pet. The keeper of her innermost secrets. More loyal than her advisor. You hone yourself and your blade when she's not looking.

So when Sectonia dies and the seal goes with her, you are ready. You don't care who's on the other side. You. Only. Want. REVENGE.

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Headcanon time!

I see DMK as leaning into using his mirror abilities, not so much because he wants to prove himself superior to Meta Knight, but because that's something only HE can do. Something he 'earned', not inherited. He wants to be the best at something without needing help.

When he spawned he already knew how to speak, move and wield his sword. Or rather, the second he attempted to do any of these things he 'remembered' how to do them.

Wouldn't it be funny and tragic if so much of his life consists of discovering skills he didn't know he had, that belong to someone who isn't quite him? What surprises will his memory give him today? Amnesiac roulette.

Imagine: he's just idly fidgeting with a sheet of paper and looks down to see he's accidentally folded a perfect little origami crane. He crushes the crane. Tsch. Another skill he didn't earn! (Later he secretly learns to fold something Meta Knight hasn't folded before, just so he can say he made the skill his own. He will deny this.)

He didn't know he had the ability to mend his cape. Yet when he found needle and thread his hands traced the movements with practised ease. He refuses to mend his cape and claims it fits his rough-and-tough aesthetic. (He collects scraps and quilts a cozy blanket for his hideout. He claims to have found it in the trash.)

He comes across a book in a language he has never seen before. He can read it! The contents make little sense to him. He tries writing, but discovers his handedness is opposite to Meta Knight's. Ink smudges his left glove as he adjusts. (It shouldn't matter. He's ambidextrous! Try as he might, he still cannot draw or write with his right hand.)

Infodump about memory function incoming! (TL;DR: there are several types of memories, some about life events, some about sensations or skills.) I hope I can explain this correctly using an example.

Imagine you're going for a stroll in the park. You don't have to think consciously about every movement you make because you already know how to walk. You decide where to go and your brain handles the details automatically. (Procedural memory. This is what let him immediately move and fight.)

You spot someone walking a dog. Your brain goes: "Dog!!!" You don't have to analyse every feature of the animal to know this because the holistic concept of "Dog" in your brain immediately lights up and couples it to the language part of you to remember the correct name. (Semantic memory. This let him recognise the world and understand speech.)

You consider petting it. Your hand experiences the ghost of fur underneath. It just stopped raining, so your nose anticipates the wet dog smell as well. (Sensory memory. He gets whiffs of sensations and tastes he hasn't experienced himself.)

You approach the dog. Suddenly you realise you've seen this dog before! It was last week and when you pet it wrong it snapped at you. You remembered a specific event. (Episodic memory. He didn't get this one and therefore doesn't remember Meta Knight's life. He has to puzzle out what his 'original' is like from the other remembered scraps he got.)

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cochineal-leviat · 3 months

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"Taranza blossoms into his role as one of the castle gardeners. But, he is still uneasy around Kirby and the rest of King Dedede's family - preferring to stay away from the persistent goddess killer. Unfortunately for him, his employer has an ace up his fluffy sleeve."

Heyo! Sorry, it took so long for this chapter to come out. It got so long, and when I finally finished the draft, I got to 14k, which is a lot to edit through. (and well, life getting in the way, you know, the usual) This chapter kicked my ass, and for it have this doodle I made. Please enjoy, cuz I'm going to bed. Have some sad man spider.

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cits-kirby-brainrot · 5 months

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“Galacta Knight had been trapped a long, long time.

He dares not to believe it when someone comes along to free him.”

Hey would you look at that! I said I wanted to make a fanfic, and I actually followed through with it!

#kirby series #galacta knight #kirby #kirby fanfiction #kirby fanfic #kirby au #Bird Cage AU #bird cage (freed at last)#my stuff #ao3 #I’ll get started on the next entry as soon as I can but aim trying to pace myself #so I don’t burn out lol #Galacta gets freed but it a tough uphill battle #mentally emotionally and maybe a little bit physically #and verbally #he can’t understand the modern Popstarian language

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ttm19 · 4 months

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[Kirby]

I joined the project of fanart, "Haokare2024".

#kirby #kirbyfanart #kirby fanart #kirby fanfiction #magolor

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loaflovesdoodling · 10 months

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Oooooh I love your Metadad stuff! You said Meta gets worried over Kirby’s safety so what would happen if Kirby got hurt (or killed if your feeling extra angsty) after a fight/ambush?

AAAAYYYYYYYY, LET'S NOT EXAGGERATE HERE--/J

In all seriousness, here's a fic to explain this scenario.

TW: GORE/ANGST/CUSSING

It had been a tough training day, and the young warrior was ready to head home with his father.

"You did well Kirby, I'm so proud of you." Meta Knight said as his eyes beamed a sky blue: "Now let's get home, you deserve some rest."

Kirby smiled excitedly as he started hopping in the direction of the blue knight.

But,

suddenly,

He slammed onto the ground and, unlike other times, he started crying in pain.

Meta quickly turned around. He could tell something was wrong. He ran towards Kirby and couldn't believe his eyes when he first saw what happened to his child:

A gigantic, scratch-like, dermis deep wound across the poor creature's back. Meta's eyes glowed purple as he called out to his son:

"Kirby! KIRBY!!"

"LOOK AT ME. KIRBY, LOOK AT ME!!!"

The kid's teary eyes focused on the knight's face.

"GOOD, KIRBY, GOOD. DON'T EVER CLOSE YOUR EYES AND JUST KEEP ON LOOKING AT ME, UNDERSTOOD??" The soldier exclaimed. Immediately, he started looking around for the culprit of Kirby's malaise; and then, he found it, Masher.

The knight stepped up, his eyes now a bright, almost blinding tint of red.

"SWORD. BLADE."

His apprentices flinched.

"AID KIRBY IMMEDIATELY WHILE I BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF THIS GILIPOLLAS."

He was angry, he was mad, furious, irate. And Masher wouldn't have made it out of the fight alive, if he could've even managed to stay up for that long.

Meta Knight usually fights strategically, but this was no time for strategy and caution. He lunged at the beast carelessly, indifferent to being thrown around. The only thing that mattered to him in that exact moment was his wounded child.

And, soon enough, after a lot of trial and error, Masher was defeated, and Sword and Blade had already finished bandaging Kirby.

"Sir, will it be back?" "Once again? Like it's always done?" the young students asked.

"Nightmare's done for. Masher's not going to be a problem again anytime soon." Meta Knight explained. "Now, will you two be so kind?" The knight placed his hands at their sides, gently pushing them away.

"YES SIR!" They bowed.

"Sword, Blade, there's no need for formalities anymore. We're a family, remember?--"

Kirby immediately threw himself onto Meta Knight, extending his stubby arms as much as he could to hug him, burying his face into his stomach. Meta Knight spread his wings and wrapped them around Sword, Blade and his son.

#kirby right back at ya #meta knight #kirby #metadad #hoshi no kaabii #sir meta knight #kirby angst #angst #kirby fanfiction #fanfic

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anywaymuahahahaha · 8 months

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Kirby’s Surprise Sleepover Adventure!

Chapter Five: Seeing Red

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Magolor and Elfilin headed outside towards the lake behind Kirby’s house. Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee were already there tossing some pool toys into the water. Kirby saw them and waved at them.

“Over here!” He called out enthusiastically.

Elfilin smiled and picked up his pace. Magolor, on the other hand, seemed to slow down to a complete halt. He glanced at the water and shuddered a bit. He shook it off and continued to follow Elfilin.

“Oooh! This is gonna be so much fun! It’s been forever since I last went swimming! What about you, Magolor?” Elfilin said, smiling.

“Well…” Magolor began but stopped when they finally reached Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee. Kirby dashed over to them, clutching a variety of different pool toys.

"This is my favorite swimming spot, and it's right here in my own backyard!" He started. “We could race, relax or play all kinds of games! What should we do?”

While Elfilin appeared thrilled and eager to join in the fun, Magolor appeared somewhat apprehensive and worried. He was twiddling his hands together and looking around uncomfortably. Elfilin noticed his change in mood and grew worried.

“Well, all I want to do is relax!” Bandana Waddle Dee said, tossing a pool floaty into the water.

“Yeah, that sounds, great!” Elfilin twirled about happily, hoping to lift Magolor’s spirit a bit.

"Watch this, Elfilin! Here I go!"

Kirby took off running and jumped high in the air. He performed a stylish flip, then promptly landed in the water, splashing everyone around him. Magolor quickly dimensional vanished to avoid getting wet, while Elfilin and Bandana Waddle Dee got a face full of water. They seemed to quickly laugh it off, but Magolor looked more annoyed than humored.

Bandana Waddle Dee jumped into a floaty and swam over to Kirby. They playfully splashed each other around, then returned their attention to Magolor and Elfilin.

“Come on, guys! The water is great!” Kirby said sending a splash their way. Elfilin turned to Magolor and smiled, bouncing with glee.

“Are you ready!?” He said bursting with excitement. Magolor leaned forward and caught a glimpse of his reflection in the water. He glanced over at Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee and smiled nervously.

“Eh…You know what?…I think I’ll sit this one out. Go on without me little dude!” Magolor said as he backed away slowly from the water.

"Go…without you?" Elfilin said disappointed.

“Is something wrong?”

“It’s not that! It’s just, well…I only brought this one outfit, you know? I’d hate to get it all wet.” Magolor said nervously clutching his cape.

“Elfilin! Magolor! Are you two coming?” Kirby called out waving his hand at them.

Elfilin kept glancing between Magolor and Kirby, his eyes growing sadder and sadder.

“Hey, it’s alright! Go have fun with Kirby! I’ll just wait right here!” Magolor plopped down near the edge of the pond under a big, leafy tree.

“Hey, what’s the hold up!?” Kirby asked swimming over towards them. Bandana Waddle Dee remained where he was, hopeful that Magolor would indeed not join them.

“It’s fine, really...I’m just….not a fan of swimming…sorry. Besides, I’m pretty exhausted after running errands for you all day. I could use a break. I’ll just hang out here for now. Go have fun!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yep! Super sure.” He said nodding his head.

“Well…alright then, Magolor. I hope you change your mind and join us though! I don’t want you to feel left out of the fun or anything!”

“Kirby, I insist it’s alright! Really. Go splash around with your friends! I don’t mind a bit.”

“Well, we’ll be right over here if you change your mind, Magolor!” Kirby swam back towards Bandana Waddle Dee. Elfilin floated towards the water but stopped one last time.

“Hey, are you sure you’re alright?”

“I’m fine! Really. I mean… No, I’m fine.”

“… Is there something you need to talk about? You can tell me, Magolor!” Elfilin floated closer to him.

Magolor sighed deeply and looked up at Elfilin with sad eyes.

"Well, it's just that…I guess I’m just a little annoyed about how no one seems to respect me around here. I mean, what’s with everyone giving me the third degree all the time? Sure, no one’s perfect, but I’m not such a bad guy, am I?" He stated dramatically, sulking his head down low.

“What!? No way! You’re not a bad guy at all! You’re awesome!…Super awesome, even!” Elfilin exclaimed.

"I wish more folks around here felt the same way!…You know your friend Bandana Waddle Dee over there?"

Magolor glanced over at him, who was too busy having fun with Kirby to notice he was being talked about.

"He’s always been so cruel to me." Magolor said before turning his back to Elfilin for a brief moment. He appeared to wipe his eyes with his hands. He quickly turned back around, now crying with tears pouring down his face and dripping onto the ground.

“…He and so many others!… No one wants to give someone like me a chance!” Magolor shook his fists dramatically as he choked on his words. Elfilin frowned sadly as he listened to him lament.

“Even with Kirby’s forgiveness, it just wasn’t enough to regain the trust of everyone. I’m still treated like a complete outcast. No matter what I do, it’s just not enough to be accepted.” Magolor’s usual soft and sweet voice was now somber and low. He sighed and looked over at Kirby, who was blissfully unaware they were still talking to each other, splashing about without a care in the world.

“You and Kirby…you’re the only ones who gave me a chance. The only ones who accepted my friendship. It’s all I ever wanted…”

“Magolor…You know, I’m kind of an outcast too…I know how it feels. But you’re not alone. I’m here for you!” Elfilin smiled and nodded at a Magolor. He then wiped the last of his tears away. He returned a smile to Elfilin.

“Your friendship truly means everything to me, Little Dude. Thank you.”

Elfilin blushed, his eyes wide and sparkling.

“Wow… Do you really mean that!?!…You can always count on me, Magolor! I’m glad to be your friend!!”

Magolor smiled and looked over at Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee who were busy swimming not too far from them.

“Well, I’m sure Kirby is eager for you to join them over there! Go have fun!” Magolor said, nodding his head.

“Well…alright then! See ya in a bit!” Elfilin waved goodbye and then turned towards the pond. He floated over the water to Kirby and Bandana Waddle Dee who were relaxing in the cool, clean water.

“Hey, Elfilin!” Kirby said enthusiastically.

“Wow, Kirby! This is such a neat little pond! It’s just like the one back at home where we would go fishing!” Elflin playfully splashed around and swam all through the water. He flew back up and spun around sending a small splash of water around.

“Yeah! We always had a blast fishing together! I’m really glad you’re having so much fun, Elfilin!” Kirby said happily.

“Are you enjoying it here on Pop Star?” Bandana Waddle Dee asked.

“I sure am! It’s so nice here! And so pretty! You sure have a real great home here, Kirby! I can see why Magolor loves it here so much!”

Bandana Waddle Dee scowled at the sound of his name.

“Magolor!? Ugh. I miss the way things were before he showed up…”

Elfilin frowned.

Bandana Waddle Dee really doesn’t like Magolor… I wish there was something I could do…

“Hey! Speaking of Magolor… What were the two of you talking about over there?” Kirby asked.

“Oh!…well…” Elfilin glanced over to Magolor who had his back towards them not paying attention at all.

“Well, I suppose…if you really wanna know…He told me that he feels a little upset that he is still treated like an outcast around Dream Land. He said no one will accept his friendship.”

Bandana Waddle Dee suddenly flailed about and swam away from the two of them in a hurry.

“What’s wrong!?” Kirby asked, shocked at his friends sudden burst of anxiety.

Bandana Waddle Dee-terrified of being caught discussing Magolor behind his back again, nervously glanced over at the wizard, who was still sitting alone with his back turned towards them.

“I…just…I felt something brush my foot!…Sorry about that!” He chuckled nervously.

“Hey, Bandana Waddle Dee! Why don’t you go over and talk to Magolor?” Elfilin said.

“WHAT!? Why would I want to do that!?”

“Well, he seemed especially upset that you refuse to forgive him over what happened when you all first met!”

“ELFILIN!!!- Please…keep…your voice…down..” Bandana Waddle said anxiously flailing about, his voice growing muffled with every word.

“You know, he does look pretty sad sitting all alone over there. Maybe you should go talk to him!” Kirby said.

“What?! Not you too, Kirby!”

“It would probably cheer him up! He’s a nice guy after all! Just go talk to him!”

“Why don’t you go talk to him, Kirby? He likes you…a LOT more than he likes me.”

“That’s not true! Don’t be ridiculous. Magolor likes you, he is just…well, he’s weird.”

“Weird doesn’t even begin to cover it!”

Bandana Waddle Dee sighed and pondered to himself.

Magolor is a complete jerk! He hates me and I hate him! Well…I don’t know. Maybe I don’t hate him… Hate is a strong word. But he is a jerk! That much is true. But…maybe I am being too hard on him…If Kirby can forgive him, so should I, right?… He does look pretty pitiful over there doesn’t he?Maybe I should apologize and we could put an end to this bitter rivalry right here, right now!… Elfilin would be so happy! A fresh start! I just… have to talk to him… That’s all! You can do this, Bandana Waddle Dee!

“Alright then, fine! I’ll go talk to him. But if he doesn’t care about what I have to say, then there’s nothing I can do!”

“I’m sure he’ll appreciate every word! It would mean a lot to him! Thank you, Bandana Waddle Dee!” Elfilin said with a big smile. Kirby nodded in agreement.

Bandana Waddle Dee groaned under his breath, got of the pond and slowly made his way towards Magolor. He approached him with slight hesitation unsure of how to proceed.

“M-Magolor?…” He said softly. Magolor, seemed to be daydreaming and not paying a bit of attention to Bandana Waddle Dee. He took a few steps closer to him and raised his voice slightly.

“Magolor?…” he said taking another step closer to him.

Is he ignoring me?…Grrr. This guy is the worst. Why am I even doing this?

“Magolor!”

“What…do you want?” Magolor said, just slightly turning his face towards him.

“Oh- I’m sorry..I don’t mean to intrude I just…”

“I am trying to focus and you’re distracting me.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. I just…wanted to say…” Bandana Waddle Dee kept stumbling over his words, growing more nervous and intimidated by the second.

“Well?” Magolor said, now clearly annoyed.

“Magolor, listen. I just…wanted to say…well…I’m so-”

Magolor rose slowly and turned around to face Bandana Waddle Dee. He cupped his hands together, performing his signature nod.

“Oh, just save it, Bandana Waddle Dee. I know what you’re trying to do.” He said coldly.

“…What!? I’m just-“

“Look…I know you’re here to ‘apologize’, so you can go back over to the Little Dude there and tell him all about how you’ve forgiven me! Is that right?” Magolor remarked, nodding his head quickly.

“No! Wait-I- I mean-“

“You don’t like me, and that’s fine. Truth be told, I don’t like you either. In fact, you really get on my nerves. I wish Kirby could see you for who you truly are. So mean…so cruel. To be honest, you’re just a big bully.” Magolor went on.

Bandana Waddle Dee stood stiff as a board as he took Magolors torrent of words head on. Over in the pond, Kirby and Elfilin could see them from but couldn’t hear anything being said.

“Sorry, but I’m not interested in your forgiveness or your friendship. I have Kirby and now, I have Elfilin, too. Whether you dislike me because of my actions in the past, or you resent me due to my status in Kirby’s life, it doesn’t make a difference to me.”

Bandana Waddle Dee’s face began to turn red. He started trembling from the anger building up inside of him. Magolor's verbal attack was getting too much for him to bear.

“I appreciate it, really. But you can keep your apology. I’m not- …W-What are you doing? Hey!…Get away from me! HEY!!!!”

*** SPLASH!!!! ***

Kirby and Elfilin heard a panicked yelp followed by a loud splash in the water. They looked over to see Bandana Waddle Dee standing at the edge of the pond- alone. He appeared flustered and his face was bright red. Magolor was no where in sight. Elfilin then watched as a slew of bubbles rose to the surface of the pond.

“Bandana Waddle Dee?…What was that!?” Kirby shouted.

Kirby's voice seemed to shake Bandana Waddle Dee out of the rage-induced trance he was in.

He shook his head quickly then looked down into the water with trepidation.

Oh, no…What have I done!?

“Hey! What happened to Magolor?” Elfilin cried out.

Bandana Waddle Dee gulped nervously and tried attempting to speak. His was voice was anxious and shaky.

“He…he…” Bandana Waddle Dee kept choking up as he struggled to get even one word out.

“It…it happened so fast! I- I didn’t mean to do it!” he said, his voice cracking.

“Just tell me what happened, Bandana Waddle Dee!” Kirby asked as Elfilin kept looking for a sign of Magolor.

“I…I…”

Before Bandana Waddle Dee could muster up another word, Magolor appeared right behind him instantly. He could feel his presence but was far too frightened to turn around. Magolor was soaking wet, dripping water from his ears all the way down his cape. There was a fierce look of rage in his eyes. Bandana Waddle Dee turned to him slowly, as pale as a ghost.

“Magolor…I…I’m sorry! I didn’t mean too-“

“You…You HOOLIGAN!” Magolor shouted, clenching his fists angrily.

Bandana Waddle Dee began to shake with fear. Before this, Elfilin had never seen Magolor show such anger. It sent chills down his spine.

“Magolor, I- I didn’t mean to do that! I was just- we were talking…and… and I-”

“What is wrong with you? Are you MAD!?” Magolor yelled flailing his hands about.

“Oh, no!” Kirby hastily exited the pond and came rushing towards his two arguing friends.

“Magolor, I…I’m so sorry! Please forgive me! It…It was an accident!” Bandana Waddle Dee said nervously waving his hands at him.

“An accident?! That was no accident! Let me show you what a real accident looks like-“

“Magolor!”

Kirby rushed over to Magolor and laid a kind hand on his shoulder. The hostile look in his eyes softened immediately and he quickly regained his composure. Kirby looked to Bandana Waddle Dee who was still on the ground cowering in fear. After a moment, Magolor sighed deeply and pulled Kirby’s hand off his shoulder. He then- to everyone’s shock-starting smiling and clapping. Kirby and Elfilin exchanged puzzled looks. Magolor, still dripping, sopping wet, dusted himself off and then smiled to his friends, nodding his head in delight.

“Well, it looks like I may have lost my temper there. My deepest apologies.”

He turned to Bandana Waddle Dee and clapped his hands happily once again.

“Oooh, that was a good one, Bandana Waddle Dee! You really got me!” He said still clapping.

Elfilin was a little perplexed by Magolor's rapid mood shift. He continued to stare in bewilderment.

Magolor then helped Bandana Waddle Dee in getting up and even brushed some dirt off of him. Kirby rushed to his side to lend a hand.

“Are you okay?” Kirby asked him.

“Yeah, Kirby, I’m fine. Thanks…”

Kirby exchanged glances with the two of them.

“Bandana Waddle Dee… You didn’t push him, did you?”

Bandana Waddle Dee let out a sad sigh and looked down in shame. Magolor, still completely drenched in pond water laid a firm hand on his shoulder and laughed.

“Oh, Kirby! We were just goofing off! You know, having some fun!” Magolor said, playfully jabbing Bandana Waddle Dee on the side a few times.

“Hmmm. I don’t know if I believe you. It sure didn’t look like goofing off to me.” Kirby said sternly.

Elfilin still felt a little shaken up over witnessing Magolor’s outburst. It was rather shocking considering that Magolor had been nothing but friendly and kind to him. He began to feel slightly worried. It was hard watching two of his good friends argue and not get along.

What if the things everyone said about Magolor being a bad guy are true?

“No, Kirby. It’s fine. Really…” Bandana Waddle Dee remarked as he shot a dirty look towards Magolor.

“See, Kirby? It’s fine! Nothing to worry about at all!” Magolor wrapped his wet hand around Bandana Waddle Dee and pulled him in closer.

“What was that splash, then? You’re all wet, I thought you didn’t want to swim?”

Bandana Waddle Dee pinched his brow and glared at the ground, his eyes scrunched shut.

“Kirby…I pushed him-“

“-Pushed me to let go and have fun! Kirby, you really do have great taste in friends! Bandana Waddle Dee here sure has a way with words!” Magolor said while giving him a rather aggressive pat on the back. Kirby remained doubtful.

“Magolor, are you telling the truth?” Kirby asked.

“Of course I am! Remember Kirby, I don’t lie anymore!”

Elfilin pondered Magolor’s statement.

He’s said that a few times now… ‘I don’t lie anymore…’ He must really have a bad history of telling lies… He lied to that shopkeeper… He lied to Meta Knight… You don’t think he’d… He isn’t… No! He would never lie to me! Friends don’t do that to their friends! Right?…

Kirby turned back to Bandana Waddle Dee.

“Is that really what happened? I know you’ll tell me the truth!”

Magolor appeared slightly offended by Kirby's statement, but maintained his cool nonetheless.

Bandana Waddle Dee could have taken this opportunity to finally tell Kirby and Elfilin about Magolor's rude and hateful remarks, but he chose to play along with Magolor's ruse. After all, it's only for the weekend. It's the least he can do for Elfilin.

“…He’s telling the truth, Kirby. Besides…I was only…kidding.” Bandana Waddle Dee said glaring at Magolor, slightly grinning.

Kirby smiled bounced around happily.

“Alright then! If everything is all right here then, come on let’s go!” Kirby anxiously ran back to the pond but stopped when he realized no one was following him.

“Are you guys coming!?”

Elfilin watched Bandana Waddle Dee and Magolor who were now caught up in an intense stare down.

“Are- are you coming?…” he said softly hoping to break the tension.

A smile creeped up on Magolor’s face and he began to laugh a little.

“Actually, Little Dude. I have an idea! Hang tight.”

Magolor floated up and turned towards Kirby. He cupped his hands together and nodded his head with a smile.

“Hey, Kirby! I think we’ve all had enough swimming for one day, wouldn’t you agree? I have a really good idea for a fun, new game all 4 of us could all play together!”

“Oh, really? What kind of game!?” Kirby said, his eyes shining brightly.

“I’ll tell you all about it once we go back inside! Trust me, it’s going to be a LOT of fun!” Magolor twirled with delight.

“Oh, wow! A fun, new game!?! That sounds exciting! I’ll hurry up and clean this mess up so we can head back inside!”

Kirby ran back and gathered up the pool toys. Elfilin followed him to help. Bandana Waddle Dee turned around to see Magolor now standing close behind him.

“Magolor!” He shrieked in surprise, still not quite used to Magolor’s casual use of his Dimensional Vanish.

Magolor held his hands together and nodded his head at him.

“Well, it looks as though you’re not nearly as spineless as I thought you were. Good for you!”

Magolor wringed out the excess water from his cape then splashed it in Bandana Waddle Dees face.

"However…" Magolor's tone of voice changed dramatically, becoming more serious and cryptic.

“Just know I’ll be planning my revenge for this.”

“R-revenge!?” Bandana Waddle Dee gasped.

“Of course! You didn’t think I’d just let you get away with pulling a stunt like that on me? Heeheehee… And here I thought you were smarter than that.”

“But- I said I was sorry!”

“You humiliated me in front of my good friends. Not to mention I’m freezing and soaking wet because of you. I could have drowned you know!”

Magolor tightened his grip on his cape, squeezing out more excess water.

“Yep! I’ll definitely get you back for this one.”

Magolor walked past Bandana Waddle Dee towards Kirby’s house covering his face as he tried to muffle his laughter.

“…and when you least expect it too! Hehehe! See you around…friend.”

Magolor winked at him, then floated off into Kirby's house, leaving Bandana Waddle Dee transfixed in fear.

Oh man… Why me!?

He plopped to the ground in anguish with nothing to do but wait for Kirby and Elfilin who were busy fishing out the pool toys from the pond.

Kirby seemed eager to move on, moving quickly and using his mighty inhale to suck up all the toys from the water quickly. They managed to get everything into a pile. Elfilin picked up as many as he could carry.

“Hey Kirby…Can I ask you something.. Something about Magolor?”

“Sure Elfilin, what is it?”

Elfilin pondered for a moment then shook his head, unable to find the right words.

“Actually, I think I’ll just ask him myself. Sorry…” he said softly.

“You know, Magolor really seems to like you a whole lot!” Kirby said.

“Really!?” Elfilin exclaimed, his hands flapping with joy.

“I can tell he really appreciates your kindness. You know, he doesn’t really have a lot of friends.”

“Why is that, Kirby? He’s so nice and really friendly. Why does everyone treat him the way they do?”

“I’ve known him for a while now, and he can be a really great friend when he wants to be! It’s just…well…”

“… Well?…”

“He was a lot different when we first met. You never got to see the side of him that we all saw.”

Kirby’s voice grew soft and solemn.

“I know he’s sorry for what he did. In fact, he really has changed! He’s not lying about that. He still did some pretty horrible things though. But I forgive him. I want to help him be better but he falls into his old habits a lot. He really does mean well, he just… Has a funny way of showing it I guess.”

“Well Kirby, I think it’s really cool that you can forgive him for betraying you the way he did.”

Kirby stared at Elfilin, his eyes wide with shock.

“Wait a minute, how do you know about that!?”

“Uhhh, what? No! I mean-”

“Hey, Kirby! Need any help?” Bandana Waddle Dee said running over to them.

“Oh, thanks Bandana Waddle Dee!” Kirby said smiling. Elfilin sighed in relief, hoping Kirby would forget what they were discussing.

The 3 friends gathered up the pool toys and retreated for Kirby’s home. They left the toys out in the sun to dry off and headed inside. Magolor already there was waiting for them. He nodded happily upon seeing them walk inside.

The three friends gathered the pool toys and headed back to Kirby's house. They quickly went in after setting the toys out in a sunny spot to dry. Inside, Magolor was already waiting for them. When he saw them enter, he happily nodded.

“It’s about time! I’ve been waiting!” Magolor was pacing about the room eagerly. Bandana Waddle Dee rolled his eyes and slouched on the couch, exhausted.

“Well, Magolor, what’s this exciting game you have planned!?” Kirby exclaimed, his eyes shining brightly as ever.

“Oh, it’s one of my all time favorites! You’re gonna love it!” Magolor clapped his hands with excitement. He smiled and nodded as Kirby and Elfilin sat down next to Bandana Waddle Dee.

“Prepare for some real fun. Are you ready?” Magolor exclaimed.

“The name of the game is….

Truth or dare!!!”

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Who did it?

Out of nowhere, Dragato angrily approaches the dining table and slams his fist down while holding an empty milk carton.

Sir Dragato: I don't care how great or noble you are.....ANYONE WHO LEAVES THE MILK CARTON IN THE FRIDGE JUST BECAUSE IT HAS ONE DROP LEFT IS UNBECOMING OF A WARRIOR!!!

Sir Falspar: oh! There's milk left? Can I finish it? I love milk!

Sir Dragato: yes Falspar, you can.

Sir Falspar: yay! ^o^

Sir Nonsurat: It wasn't me, I was out all morning making sweet love to Arthur's wife!

Sir Arthur: I know I let you have affairs my wife but do you have no shame blurting that out loud?

Sir Nonsurat: What is there to be ashamed about? I take pride in our forbidden romance! It's the most beautiful form of love!

Galacta Knight: Really?! I didn't know love could be so deep...

Sir Dragato: Don't listen to him, Galacta Knight. Nonsurat! You're being a bad influence on our new recruit.

Sir Nonsurat: hmph....

Sir Dragato: Now WHO DID IT?! I demand that they immediately go to the store and buy new milk!

Sir Arthur: Now now, Dragato, this isn't something to fuss about. You could always go and buy new milk yourself. No need to fight.

Sir Dragato: Arthur...you don't understand. We are star warriors, the greatest army in all the galaxy. The very fate of the universe are within our hands and yet....a person who leaves things unfinished...you think they should be allowed to be in this army?!

Sir Arthur: *GASP* You're absolutely right...How could I be so blind? We will investigate this matter immediately! Clear the table!

Sir Nonsurat: Eh-?! Wait, right now?

Sir Dragato: What's wrong? NERVOUS BECAUSE YOU'RE THE CULPRIT?!?!

Sir Nonsurat: Nonsense! I'm lactose intolerant!

Sir Dragato: Oh....Hey wait! What in the four stars have you got against dairy products?!

Sir Falspar: I don't think that's what it means-

Suddenly, the door bursts open as two people walk in. It was their comrades, Garlude and Jecra. They seem to be in a good mood!

Jecra: Good afternoon, gents! Haha!

Garlude: Good afternoon!

Sir Falspar: Oh hey guys! We're trying to find out who didn't go to buy new milk just because the carton had one drop left.

Jecra: WHAT?! I didn't know we were interupting something so serious....

Garlude: Truly something unforgivable....to think there was such a person amongst us.

Sir Nonsurat: No way....you guys are actually serious about this...

Sir Dragato: OR MAYBE IT WAS YOU!!! HUH, MILKBOY?! What do you have to say for yourself?!

Milkboy (Falspar): It wasn't me! Also milkboy sounds really weird, please don't use that word ever again.

Sir Dragato: Way ahead of you, realized it the moment I said it....

Sir Arthur: come join us, Jecra! Garlude! Your testimonies would be of great use. Help us find the culprit!

Sir Nonsurat: A-are you serious? But I promised dear Guinevere that I'd take her to that fancy new Floralian restaurant-

Sir Dragato: SAVE YOUR DAMN DATE FOR LATER, MOON BOY. WE'VE GOT BIGGER PROBLEMS.

Moon Boy (Sir Nonsurat): *gasp* MOON BOY?! AND YOU DARE BELITTLE OUR LOVE?! Draw your weapon, WE DUEL!!!

Sir Dragato: AHA! SO IT WAS YOU! YOU'RE BEING SO DEFENSIVE ABOUT IT!!!

Sir Nonsurat: HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT I'M LACTOCE INTOLERANT?!?

Sir Arthur: Enough! Both of you! Stop acting like ruffians! This is no time to fight amongst ourselves, we should focus on the main problem at hand. Now, then. Everyone sit down.

They all complied and took their seats at the dining table. However, it was rather small and their wasn't enough seats. So Falspar just climbed on top of Dragato. Everyone seems unfazed by this, including sir Dragato himself.

Jecra: As expected of Sir Arthur...such a great leader!

Garlude: He's a man who takes charge and controls the situation....just like his father...

Sir Dragato: Of course! He's our leader afterall. With him, we'll be able to weed out traitors in no time!

Yamikage: Hey.

Sir Dragato: Oh hey, so as I was sayi-....

Dragato turns around to see a ninja hanging upside down from the ceiling, looking at him with a rather bored expression. Though his eyes quickly light up when they meet with Sir Arthur's. They both wave a little at each other before returning to their usual expressions.

Sir Dragato: .......I-

Yamikage: Hey, Dragato, Hey everyone.

Sir Falspar, waving from the top of Dragato's head: Hey Yamikage~!

Sir Nonsurat: Greetings to you too.

Galacta Knight: Hello!! T-that'll be the last time I talk, I gotta get back to my train of thought.

Jecra: Hey. Ninja.

Garlude: Hello, Yamikage. What were you doing up there?

Yamikage: Classified. I heard something about a traitor so I came down.

Sir Arthur: Oh no, there isn't a traitor-

Sir Dragato: THERE IS TO ME!!

Sir Arthur: Ah, we're just looking for the person who didn't go buy new milk after drinking it all. You'd be of great help! Come join us.

Yamikage: Hmph, I see. That's a rather silly thing to do for a man like you but I'll play along.

Sir Arthur: Now then, if we're all settled. I'd like to start with Sir Falspar first. You wake up the earliest out of all of us, not to mention you have a fondness for milk. Tell me, what did you do this morning at the kitchen?

Sir Falspar: Well alright......It goes like this.

Sir Dragato: ......Aren't you going to-

Sir Falspar: No no, leave something for the next part!

Sir Dragato: what? What do you mean by that-?!

[TO BE CONTINUED

when i feel like it -3-]

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