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Learning The Ropes

NicoMaki, Love Live, 2.2K, 1/1

As promised, the Tumblr native version.

Summary: Nico and Maki are sharing a house now, as Nico heals and gets to know Ruby and Dia. But soon, Nico will have to confront the gang that nearly killed her.

Learning The Ropes

Sleeping Maki felt the intensity. She was now used to Dia waking her up by standing in the doorway of her bedroom and staring.

“Good morning, Dia.”

“Good morning, Mama.” Dia could now come to the bed for a brief hug, according to the Dia rules. “Ruby’s cooking.”

Maki was out of the bed and racing for the kitchen. Ruby had no business being by the stove. Cereal was a fine breakfast. But as Maki was about to roar into the kitchen, she saw her patient, tiny, but not as tiny as Ruby, wrapped in Maki’s worn flannel robe and standing next to the stove, one hand on Ruby’s shoulder.

“Nico?”

“Oh, morning, Doctor Maki. I was just showing Ruby here how easy it is to make an apple pie.” Nico raised an eyebrow, “she says you don’t like sweets.”

“No. The girls aren’t allowed candy.” Maki answered automatically. “Where did you get the apples?”

“Your cousin managed to find some Rome beauties, they’re best for baking, and dropped off a half bushel. Nico’s making a pie for dinner tonight. Ruby cut the butter and rolled out the pie dough.”

As far as Maki knew, there was nothing in her pantry you could make pie dough out of. She had the ingredients for tonight’s pot roast and the makings of lunch ham sandwiches, but that was all.

“I sent Rin off with a grocery list.”

“We’re fine.”

“Nico wants to put up some preserves so the girls can have fruit with their winter breakfasts.”

Maki rolled her eyes, “I can buy that.”

“Nico’s recipe is the best.”

“Nico’s going to show me how to do it, Mama, so I can cook for you and Dia.” Ruby sounded more determined than shy.

Nico must be feeling better. But Maki was not going to turn her adopted daughters into child kitchen labor.

“That isn’t necessary, Ruby. I can cook what we need. Or buy it at the general store. Or one of the restaurants in town. Is anything on the stove?” Maki asked, her patience thinning.

“No.”

“Dia, take Ruby to wash up." Maki pushed Dia gently toward her sister, "Nico, I want to look at the wound.”

“Nico is healing fast, Doc.”

Maki pointed to the closest chair, “Sit down, Nico, and I will judge how you’re doing.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Nico saluted with a spoon, eyes bright, smile brighter. Maki refused to be charmed.

Maki would certainly not be mentioning this, but the apple and cinnamon smells seasoning the kitchen air, hit delicious high notes that made Maki think apple pie would be an excellent, always breakfast.

###

Maki was nervous. Too many people would be in the house tonight. Ruby was fidgety. When Maki got restless, it seemed to impact Ruby. Maki cut another pound of potatoes into quarters, then laid them in the bottom of the roaster. Carefully settling the browned, seasoned meat on top of that, Maki put the roast in the oven. The girls would have some rewarmed chili when they were ready for their supper. It would be an early night for them. Maki didn’t want them to overhear the conversations so she was letting them tire themselves out by playing outside. Nico was napping.

Maki heard the door.

“Mama?” Dia’s voice, but with no worried notes to concern Maki.

“Be right there.” Maki closed the oven door and washed her hands.

“Ruby’s tired of playing.”

“Okay. Come inside. I'm done here."

“Can we sing?” Dia asked, green eyes wide and hopeful.

Sunday afternoon with their songbook was a family tradition. This was just a regular day for the girls, no matter what having a dinner with law enforcement to discuss the bandit who had ended up in Maki’s spare room was doing to the doctor’s nerves.

“Sure.” Maki sat, poised, at the upright, flexing her fingers, playing a few scales to warm up, while Dia decided which songbook to pick.

“Nico’s a cowboy?” Dia asked.

Any word was better than bandit. “Cowgirl. Maybe cowpoke.”

“Cowpoke.” Ruby giggled.

"This one." Dia handed Maki Jack Thorp’s Songs Of The Cowboys, open to the first song, “Ti Ri Youdy.”

That was a fun one, the girls singing the chorus after each verse.

“Let’s practice the chorus. Remember, it’s Singin' Ti Ri Youdy I ea ea ea, singing Ti Ri Youdy I ea.”

All three voices: “Singin' Ti Ri Youdy I ea ea ea, singing Ti Ri Youdy I ea.”

Then Maki started the verse, “Well boys you see I’m back, on my old red roan And I find there’s no place, like this old ranch home…”

After getting through most of the song, Maki skipped a couple of verses, finishing up with “Well I’ll bid you adios for I got to mosey long And I hope you all enjoyed an old Cowpuncher song.”

A new voice joined the family chorus, lively and bright, “Singin' Ti Ri Youdy I ea ea ea, singing Ti Ri Youdy I ea.”

Maki paused, turning to where Nico was leaning in the doorframe, watching the scene.

“You’re a CowPUNCHER.” Ruby declared, pointing at Nico.

“Nope. Nico never started a fight with anything four legged. Nico had a chuck wagon. Cowpunchers would line up for her famous Range Riders Stew.”

Dia was sitting next to Maki, “Can we have that?”

“Well, we have the apples. Just need beef and the regular stew stuff.” Nico counted ingredients off on her fingers.

“Mama?”

“Give me a list; I’ll pick it up in the morning.”

Nico came over to the piano, leaning over Maki, brushing her shoulder as she flipped through the songbook, “What else is in here? Nico knows a bunch of songs. We should make camp some night and sing them around the campfire. Nico wants to see the Falls before she leaves. We’ll have campfire chili and johnny cakes and roasted potatoes. ”

“Put it on the list.” Maki said.

“And pudding.” Dia added.

“Nico can do pudding.”

Ruby’s eyes were so big Maki feared she’d never be satisfied with Maki’s simple cooking now.

Nico bumped into Maki’s back as she turned another page, humming, smelling like peppermint somehow, a refreshing and cool calm. Maki focused on that, not overheating from everyone crowding around the piano. No one mentioned that Nico said she was leaving.

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Sheriff Umi Sonoda pushed back from the table. “Kotori will chide me for eating so much. I didn’t know you could cook so well, Maki. Nozomi gave me the impression the girls only got hot meals when you brought them home from a restaurant.”

Maki huffed. Nico grinned. Maki cringed, waiting for some comment about how the girls were so eager for “Nico’s number one cooking” or something like that.

“Dia and Ruby love their Mama’s cooking.” Nico took another bite of roast, “And it’s healing Nico up darn fast.”

“Good to hear. You’ll need your strength.”

“Shall we move this to the parlor?” Maki asked. “I have some brandy a patient sent me.”

Nico helped Maki put the dishes in the sink, but with the housekeeper coming tomorrow, they were just left there. Maki pulled four cut crystal snifters from the hutch.

With everyone settled in chairs, Maki poured. “How is Kotori?”

“Doing well. She has a wedding dress to make for a client in San Francisco. And her mother is coming for a visit next month.”

“I am sorry she couldn’t join us.”

Umi shook her head at Maki, “It is best to just keep the discussion among those of us most involved.”

Rin nodded. “Hanayo doesn’t need to know details.”

Nico sipped at the brandy, then put the glass down.

“Nico knows too many.”

“So, Nico, how did you go from chuckwagon to robbing wagons.” Umi needed reassurance that Nico could be trusted.

Nico’s eyes darkened. “Someone heard I inherited my father’s rifle and found out about Nico being the best shot in camp.”

“Your father’s rifle?”

“His Sharp’s rifle and his sniper’s eye. Tsubasa found out and made Nico her lookout.” Nico fist was clenched, her knuckles white, remembering the threats to her family “Tsubasa makes it so no one says no.” Nico glanced at Maki, “Nico never killed anyone. Tell them, Rin.”

“No, Nico never killed anyone. Nico’s not a killer.”

“What did your father do?”

“Soldier, then miner. He died in a mine collapse.”

Awkward silence.

“So tell us about this meeting you attended.” Umi got everyone back on topic.

“Nico was the lookout. Big plans to head back to Colorado for a meetup at the end of the month, then back into the mountains to derail a train. Tsubasa had information that one of the big banks was sending gold west.”

Umi unrolled a map. “Where’s the meetup?”

Nico pointed.

Rin examined the map. “Where are they hitting the train?”

Nico moved her finger.

“It’s our best chance to catch the whole gang.”

“We need to get…” Umi stopped, awkward.

Rin sounded worried. “If she leaves before they all head out for the heist, they’ll know. And call it off."

“They plan to ride fast. There’s not much on this trail.” Nico shuffled her finger. “But there is a bridge we could block to set up an ambush.”

Rin sighed, “I don’t know if we can get any other marshals there in time.”

“Maybe someone could follow them from…”

Umi shook her head, “We can’t afford any leaks of information. Her life is at stake.”

Who was “her?” Maki wondered as she sat still, gathering as much information as she could.

“There’s the three of us.”

“You don’t have to come, Nico.” Umi said seriously, “It’s not your job.”

“She saved my life. Rin did too. I owe them.” A quick look to Maki, “And Nico wants to prove Nico’s one of the good guys.”

Why did that involve Nico putting her life in danger again, making herself the target of more bullets, Maki’s thoughts grumbled. Wasted effort saving someone who was just going to leave for more trouble.

“Oh, I brought your Dad’s rifle along.” Rin ran out of the room, Maki heard the door, then Rin was back, handing Nico a wrapped rifle. “You can get in some practice.”

“Thanks, pal.” Nico did a quick visual, handling the gun easily. “You took good care of it.”

Maki had a sudden flash of Nico lining up a shot, kneeling behind a rock, bullets chipping off small stones, getting closer and closer.

“You can’t have that in the house.” Maki snapped.

“All right. Lock it in your gun safe.”

“No.” Maki prickled, suddenly tired of everyone, now that they were all staring at her.

“Nico will keep it in the stable then, somewhere no one can find it.”

“The girls get everywhere. They’re at that age.”

“Nico knows what age they’re at. Nico has siblings…”

“And are they going to be glad when they hear you’re dead in a railway robbery shootout?” Maki spun and stomped out of the room, knowing her next sentence, whatever it was, would be shouted.

Nico winced, sitting and holding the gun across her lap.

“Perhaps it is time to say good night.” Umi said.

“Yeah, I’ll stop by and fill Nico in on the details when we figure 'em out.” Rin yawned, eager to get back to the ranch.

“When do we have to leave?” Nico asked quietly, staring after Maki with a thoughtful expression.

“With those dates and distances….a week.” Umi decided, “Will you be ready to ride?”

“Yeah, Maki really is a good doctor. And Nico heals fast.”

“All right. Stay low. Rin will be in touch.” Umi picked up her hat.

“We got this.” Rin chirped as she bounced after Umi.

“We got this…” Nico echoed, adding a pained note.

###

“Lotta stars tonight.” Nico said, as she walked to where Maki was leaning against a fence, staring up, infinite gems sparkling on sable stretching to the heavens.

“That’s why I love it here.” Maki blew out a puff of air, stretching out her arms. “Space and space.”

Nico carefully propped the Sharps within Maki’s reach, “Do whatever you want with it. I just need it a week from now.” Nico stepped up on the rails, seating herself on the top of the fence. “Nico would never endanger your daughters.”

“I know.”

“It’s why Nico has to leave.”

Maki turned to stare at Nico, not hiding her surprise.

“Everyone has seen the poster. Here. Nico’s hometown. All across the Plains. Nico Yazawa, bandit. Now if Nico…” Nico stared up, humming a tune Maki almost recognized, “comes back the hero who caught the A-Rise gang, Nico has a new story.”

“You can get a new start without getting shot at. People reinvent themselves every day out here.” Maki kicked her toe into the dirt, “It was a lousy picture anyway.”

“Thanks for that." Nico laughed. "Maybe you can take a photograph so Nico can have a better one for fans.”

“Maybe.”

Silence and wind and bats and night in all its fluttery brushes of life. Across the sky, a meteor streaked.

“Make a wish?”

“Nope.”

“You’re a stubborn one. Should Nico make a wish?”

“Stop being silly. Make a plan. And make it a damn good one.” Maki grabbed the rifle, stomping back to the house.

Nico laughed, startling an owl flying overhead. She would miss learning new things about the pretty, prickly doctor more than she wanted to admit.

A/N: A/N: Another Yeehawgust prompt as our Wild West tale continues

#NicoMaki #Nishikino Maki #Yazawa Nico #Frontier orphans Dia and Ruby #Love Live #Western AU #gun mention #cooking #umi sonoda #hoshizora rin

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archonate-seorwen · 1 year

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In Medias Res: A KOTOR Fanfiction - Chapter 8

I had covered a short distance through the alleyway that led to the place where I had been taken by Mission and Zaalbar, when I spotted several pairs of eyes staring intently at me in a nearby corner. I looked up and saw that three employees of the cantina were having a break outdoors. One of them was sitting on a crate full of supplies, smoking some kind of particularly smelly plant. Surely it was nothing legal. But nothing here was truly illegal. The other two employees were no doubt engaged in some sort of discussion, just a few steps away from the smoker on his crate. These guys were now staring at me. They were probably wondering what I was doing here, scrutinizing them like they were freaks. I remembered that, dressed as I was, these men thought I was a gang member, a Hidden Bek. I had to act like one.

What might the behaviour of a gang member of the Lower City of Taris be like?

No need to think long and hard. I gave the three men a stern glare. Then, taking a step towards them, I barked:

"What? Is something wrong?"

Suddenly, the questioning faces of the three individuals vanished and were replaced by an intimidated pout. The man on the crate raised both hands, his smoking stick of weed between two fingers, in a defensive gesture:

"No, my friend!" He replied. "We're just taking a break, we don't want any trouble."

I seized this brief moment to stare at him coldly.

"Good." I resumed. " Well then, enjoy your evening, gentlemen."

I concluded in a friendlier tone. The Hidden Beks were indeed official criminals, but they enjoyed a much better reputation than their Vulkar counterparts. This was no time to jeopardise that certainly fragile image. Nor was it the time to be caught out by acting like a brainless brute.

I walked on, leaving the three men behind. I passed through innumerable alleys and streets serving a multitude of residential units, some of which seemed to be of a relatively honest standard, while others were a mass of tiny tenements, no doubt meant for isolated and destitute labourers. The mere image of all these poor people living in such miserable conditions was enough to make me feel a deep sense of shame. Of course, my current situation could hardly be envied by anyone. But it was very unlikely that I would ever experience the same thing as all these people.

Lost in my thoughts, I hadn't even noticed how much time had passed since I had left the residential area. I was drawn out of my reflections when I reached a large and crowded square. It must have been another small business place. However, the goods here were not worthless jewellery and trinkets. It was more about basic necessities: fruit, vegetables, meat, grain. I wondered how these people managed to get such quantities of food, which one would not expect to be so opulent in such a city. The local population pressed around the stalls, the merchants loudly displaying their wares. Sometimes people dressed in clothes similar to mine could be seen patrolling the area. Just as indicated in the information given by Mission and Zaalbar, I was now in the territory of the Hidden Beks. If I remembered well, I had to take the opposite street and walk a few more kilometres to get to my goal: the Beks' headquarters.

Immediately, I made my way through the crowd, avoiding my colleagues of the day, and made my way to the street. The latter was quite busy, though nothing comparable to the marketplace. I could move around with relative ease. As I went along, there were fewer and fewer people around, until I could no longer see anybody at all. Maybe the proximity of the Beks' headquarters frightened the inhabitants? As far as I knew, the Beks were known for their cleverness and concern for the population. But the people, although they were careful not to get too close to the Beks, were able to carry out their activities within a few dozen metres of the Vulkars' headquarters, even though they were looked upon as mindless beasts. All this did not make sense.

As my legs kept carrying me through the Lower City, I spotted a small figure standing on the right-hand edge of the alleyway in the distance, holding a blaster. As I approached, I saw that the figure was guarding a large door. This must be what I was looking for. Certainly a security guard. The little person was clearly a woman, with dark skin and short hair. A couple of tens of metres away from the woman, she suddenly turned her head in my direction, displaying a more than suspicious expression. She tightened her grip on her blaster, and twisted her whole body to face me. I slowly continued on my way, but when I reached a reasonable distance from her, I decided to stop.

"What do you want?!" She promptly asked, pointing her blaster at me.

"Sivir sent me!" I said, holding up both hands, hoping I could persuade her that my intentions were good. The guard looked puzzled. Without ever lowering her weapon, she continued:

"Show your face!"

I nodded my head respectfully. Gently, I proceeded to undo the ribbons that made up what Mission called a "balaclava". But this was no easy task. This semblance of a turban was tightly wrapped around my head, and I couldn't figure out how to loosen it. A minute passed. An unending minute during which I was unable to remove the damn thing. The woman would eventually lose her patience, needless to say. Yet I saw her lower her hands and hook her gun to her belt, right next to a small electric stick. Then she motioned for me to come closer. I did so readily. She delicately grabbed my arm with both hands and applied slight pressure, trying to pull me down.

"Bend over, I'll help you." She said warmly.

I complied and made sure the woman could reach my head. In a couple of seconds I was free of the garment. I reflexively took a deep breath and then gradually released it. I glanced at the security guard, who was making a kind of ball with the strips in her hands. She was smiling at me.

"Indeed, you're quite good looking." She added mischievously, before moving to a hidden terminal near the door.

I gave no reply. The comment had left me momentarily speechless. However, I did not pay any more attention to it. I took a few steps towards the woman, waiting for her to finish her actions. In that fleeting moment, I turned my head back to the street, in its continuation. I hadn't noticed it earlier: in the distance there was a Sith soldier, surrounded by heavy automatic turrets, also guarding a door to who-knows-where.

I had no time to get answers to my questions as the door to the Beks' headquarters slid open.

"Come on in." The guard said. "You are expected, you will be given directions once inside."

"Thank you." I replied before making my way into the base. But the woman stopped me before I could do so:

"Let me warn you anyway: if your intentions are bad, you will die today. You still have time to change your mind."

I stared at the guard, keeping my feelings to myself. After a couple of seconds I gave her a genuine smile and finally walked through the door.

As soon as I stepped inside the building, two rather quiet guards came to meet me and beckoned me to follow them. I nodded and let them take a few steps ahead of me. We passed through the first security gate, which opened up into a huge space, like an enclosed agora, in which handfuls of Hidden Beks were walking around. All of them, at my first appearance, intensely watched me, until I left their sight. The two guards led me down a long corridor, the walls of which were almost literally covered with tiny turrets, ready to fire on any unwanted visitor. Obviously Gadon Thek was not a person you could get close to so easily. The corridor ended in a large reinforced access, itself protected by two huge sentry droids. These machines were at least as impressive in stature as Zaalbar. They were models used by the military. But they didn't look fresh from the factory, quite the opposite. Their entire body was speckled with rust, if not simply dented by the probable confrontations they had experienced. One of the guards escorting me drew a small data pad from his pocket and presented it to the droids. In perfectly timed choreography, the two robots turned their heads to the object and a beam of blue light swept across its surface. When they had finished, the door opened and the droids stepped aside, agreeing to let us through.

Or rather to 'let me' through.

"Come on." One of the two guards eventually vocalised. "The boss is waiting for you."

I complied and passed through the door, which led me into a hallway similarly covered by a myriad of small turrets. Feeling somewhat paranoid, I shivered and decided to rush to the other side of the room, praying that these turrets had been correctly informed of my intentions.

As soon as I escaped from the hallway, I found myself in a sort of entrance hall bathed in a warm and soothing light, emanating from a small lamp placed on a table. At the bottom of the table, a dark brown carpet was spread out, filling a large part of the floor and contributing to the warmth of the place. The atmosphere here was one of comforting intimacy. There was a healthy aura about the whole area, a gentle force flowing throughout. A feeling of well-being. It contrasted so much with all the places I had been before. Even the apartment Carth and I occupied, which was a true sanctuary after all we had been through, could not provide one thousandth of the comfort that was here. I was obviously in the gang leader's private home. And this home was apparently filled with a very positive energy.

How strange.

I realised at that moment that I had once again lost myself in an emotional breeze of a similar nature to that I had felt in the lift to the Lower City. There was something familiar about it. Yet it was more vague. The first time, I believed I had actually perceived a sensation that did not come from me. An unfathomable presence, but coloured by an intense sweetness. Now it was merely a more general perception of the environment, admittedly pleasant, but the experience was quite different.

A voice broke in, pulling me out of my preoccupation.

"Ah hello, dear friend!"

I looked up to see a man with incredibly pale eyes smiling generously at me a few feet away. He was dressed in a baggy black jumper and wide, coal-coloured trousers, the hems of which gently falling down over his bare feet. Despite his rather casual appearance, you could tell that the man was of average height, with a slender, perhaps even athletic build. This was all the more noticeable because the flared collar of his jumper revealed the lines of his musculature, itself emphasised by the man's black complexion.

"Don't just stand there." He continued benevolently, running a hand over his bare head. A probable reminiscence of a reflex belonging to the past. "Come in, come in." The man finished, motioning for me to follow him.

"Thank you." I just replied, somewhat confused. I then went with the man into another room.

"Please have a seat, make yourself comfortable." The man invited.

I was now in a small living room, equally immersed in the same light, in the same warmth. At the heart of the room rested an imposing brown sofa, and two large armchairs of the same shade facing each other. I walked over to one of them and sat down quietly. I expected the man to sit in the second armchair, but I was surprised to see that he preferred the sofa, and he sat on the end closest to me. He laid one arm on the sturdy armrest and, with his pale eyes locked on mine, he asked me:

"Can I get you something to drink?"

The man had been particularly welcoming so far. And, even though he was the head of a gang, what I had heard about him was quite positive. However, I would rather not take any unnecessary risks by ingesting anything from the home of a leader of an allegedly criminal organisation.

"No thanks, I've already had to drink that dreadful concoction back at the cantina. I don't know if I'll ever recover." I replied with a chuckle.

The man broke into a genuine laugh for a while. Eventually he collected himself and resumed in a voice oscillating between amusement and exasperation:

"Sivir's follies will ultimately be our doom."

"It hurts me to admit it, but I understand that they were rather justified." I said, eager to defend the young woman, who had finally been trustworthy, against all odds.

"You're right." The man replied flatly before adding, "Would you excuse me for a second?

I saw him bend down and grab a small box from a small table beside the sofa. He opened it and pulled out a tiny flask, filled with a translucent liquid. He unscrewed the cap, placed it next to him on one of the cushions and quickly brought it over his head. At the same time he leaned back and placed the flask directly over one eye. A few drops fell on the lens. The man did the same on his other eye. Then he returned to his original position, replaced the cap and put the flask back in the box, which was placed back on the surface of the table.

"Eyesight problems? " I asked in curious yet respectful fashion.

The man gave an amused laugh.

"Yes and no." He replied enigmatically. "Yes, because, despite my condition, my eyes sometimes hurt."

I frowned. His condition?

"And no, because being totally blind, I can't complain about sight problems anymore." He finished with another laugh.

Was this guy blind? It hadn't occurred to me for a second. He seemed so present. But as I studied his eyes more closely, it became clear to me that such sparkle could not be something innate. I considered the shade of Bastila Shan's eyes to be particularly remarkable. But there was something almost supernatural about the man's. They were not blue, they were not grey: they were white. An immaculate iris encircling the deep black of his retina. It was an absolutely extraordinary colour. It stood out all the more clearly against the man's black skin. He radiated an undeniable charm, an unequivocal strength.

"I apologise, I had no idea." I finally spoke, feeling suddenly uncomfortable.

"No problem." The man replied. "I came to terms with my peculiarity long ago." He added with a smile, before pausing briefly.

"I am Gadon Thek, by the way." The man said.

I smiled. I had completely forgotten that we hadn't even formally introduced ourselves yet.

"Corem Galhor." I answered with that same smile.

"I'm glad to meet someone like you, Corem." Gadon admitted, his invalid eyes paradoxically fixed on me. "It's a welcome change. We are used to dealing with Brejik's scum."

"The leader of the Vulkars, is it?" I asked.

"You call that a leader?" The man retorted, now suddenly tense.

"I am merely repeating the little information I have." I replied defensively.

Gadon then seemed to relax. His head down, he took a deep breath. His slender fingers began to scratch nervously at a small area of cloth on the armrest.

"I didn't mean to offend you, Gadon." I said, trying not to upset my host.

"You didn't offend me." The man assured, returning to my face. "I was the first one to mention him. It' s a touchy subject."

The gang leader took another gulp of air, which he released with a powerful breath.

"Brejik was my second in command once." Gadon announced, a hint of shame in his voice. "He was like a second child to us."

A second child to them?

"He was a kid from the Outcast village. He had been captured by slavers who were planning to sell him. We rescued him from these people. We took care of him. We loved him just as if he were our own child. We educated him as best we could, in an environment that, I admit, was far from total satisfaction. But it was either that or a miserable life among the Outcasts, or worse: the life of a slave.

Therefore, Gadon had somehow taken the little boy Brejik away from his family living in this village, right? A lot of information in such a short time. Did Gadon have another child? A partner? Were they present in that apartment?

"But Brejik, for all the love he got, was a boy who yearned for fame and success. He wanted to be the first in everything. Not the best. The first."

Gadon paused again. He brought a hand to his eye and wiped away the few tears that were trying to escape. Then he clenched his jaw and closed his eyelids with all his strength.

"I'm sorry." He said painfully. "Tears do tend to make my eyes burn." He leaned forward and placed the palms of his hands against each of his eyes. He remained that way for a moment. Then he straightened up and blew painfully.

"Ironic, isn't it?" He asked with a faint smile. "Having eyes that can't see, but hurt like hell. Double penalty."

I didn't know what to say about it. I couldn't offer this man any comfort. I could perceive his pain. Not only the physical pain, but also the pain that seemed to be forever engraved deep in his heart.

"It was clear that Brejik had never been the best at anything. But we didn't care. He was our son." Gadon finally continued in a grumbling voice. "But he ended up being the first. By betraying the people who cared about him."

Gadon Thek stood up. He took a few steps over to a terminal embedded in the wall, facing the sofa. I watched him. He proceeded to power up the device, using his voice. Then he gave the following command:

"Play film number eight."

The terminal obeyed the voice of its owner. A visual image was displayed. A woman could be seen sitting on the floor. Next to her was a very small bed. And all around her, sheets, duvets and pillows were chaotically arranged. She was smiling brightly. Children's laughter and cries could be heard. Suddenly, the author of these vocalisations appeared in the scene, snuggling up to this woman, who was quite obviously the mother. It was a little girl of about six years old. Both were laughing out loud. A moment of pure joy between a child and their parent. Or rather their parents. The father must have been the one capturing the scene. A suspicion that was confirmed when I heard a deep voice bursting into laughter as well. Gadon's. The man was recording a happy moment in his life with his daughter and his partner.

What had happened to these people?

I suddenly felt sick. An excruciating sensation invaded my whole body. It was taking root in my feet and rising quietly but sharply. What was happening? I looked up at Gadon, who seemed to be paying close attention to the footage, not realising my sudden condition. My breathing became more and more oppressive as the tape progressed. And, as time went on, Gadon grew sadder and sadder, and I grew more and more in pain. This was not the empathetic suffering of a compassionate soul. It was far beyond that. And as this pain crushed me internally, the distress caused by incomprehension joined the journey. So much so that for a brief moment I wondered if I would ever get through this. I had to keep quiet. I lowered my head, closed my eyes and took several long breaths. Gradually I felt the calm returning to me. However, as the terminal fell silent, a final, painful burst of pain swept through me and disappeared as quickly as it had come. Gadon ordered the device to stop and returned to the sofa.

As he sat down, the gang leader gave me a brief, puzzled glance. Then he picked up the box again and proceeded to put a few drops of the solution back into his eyes. A grunt of relief escaped his lips as he put the flask and box back in their place.

"Are you all right?" He asked.

My eyes widened. He had finally sensed my discomfort.

"I had a bit of a rough time." I admitted. "Nothing serious, it's over."

The man said nothing more. He slid casually back into his seat.

"They were my wife and daughter. Almost twenty years ago." He announced sorrowfully.

"Yes." I simply replied.

"They are dead."

A silence filled the room. I expected nothing else. What I had felt was very much the pain of a man who had had his most precious thing taken away from him. But why had I been so affected by his condition? As if it were all about me.

"Brejik killed them. By trying to kill me." The man said. "I don't think he wanted my wife and daughter to die, but if it meant he could get me out of the way, so be it. Fact is, he sacrificed my family, thinking he could have me with them. But I'm still here. All he got from me was my eyes."

"I am truly sorry, Gadon." I told him compassionately. What he was sharing with me was absolutely appalling. How could anyone survive such a tragedy? The loss of your loves by someone to whom you had been equally attached. How could one ever recover from that?

"You want revenge? " I asked.

"No, Corem." The man replied in a voice full of wisdom.

"I want him to understand that the power he has gained by doing these atrocities will come to an end. I want him to understand that despite my pain, despite my condition, I have managed to stay true and decent. I wish I could reason with him. He is my only remaining link to my past."

It was hard to picture what I had just heard. Not only did Gadon manage to remain on his feet, but he was also resolute in bringing Brejik back to him. Had he forgiven him?

The man in front of me was a perfect embodiment of generosity. He displayed a prodigious sense of greatness. The longer we spoke, the more I became aware of the genesis of his positive reputation. It was a remarkable being speaking to me, sharing his deepest sorrows with me. I felt almost proud to be near such a person. It was more than obvious that if this man was doing me a favour, I would have to repay him. In this respect, my own objectives couldn't be neglected for too long.

"If there is anything I can do to help you with this project, I would be honoured." I stated in all sincerity. But I was also hoping, beyond this offer, that Gadon and I could talk about work. I regretted pressing him at a time like this, but my situation demanded it.

"You can help us." The man answered calmly. "But I'm afraid it will only be for a not so noble mission." He clarified.

"What do you mean?"

"I know you need help finding your... colleague." The man said, suddenly looking rejuvenated. "You'd like to attend the swoop race for which she is the prize, is that it?"

"I think it would be better to take advantage of the event to get her out of there, and not to attend it." I joked before continuing more seriously. "I don't even know if she's really there anyway. Our situation is extremely precarious."

"Not that much, trust me." Gadon retorted with certainty.

"Excuse me?"

Gadon smiled mischievously. He commanded his terminal to reactivate and display some log. Data appeared. But I could not read it from my seat. I got up and walked over to the screen:

"Hello Zaerdra. Brejik did get a hold of the last of the pods that crashed near the sewers by the Outcast village. Our source reported that he found two dead Jedi and a General Officer who was alive, but in bad shape. As far as we can tell, she matches the description you gave us of the 'Smart Monkey'."

The ''Smart Monkey'? Was this a moniker given by the Hidden Beks or was Bastila Shan commonly nicknamed as such?

"Your Jedi is in Brejik's hands." Gadon confirmed from the sofa.

I took my eyes off the screen and turned to him.

"But if you know who she is, there's a good chance the Vulkars do too!" I exclaimed.

"Possible," the man replied. "But not extremely probable. The Vulkars are former Beks, in search of thrills and fame in the Lower City. Most have no interest in the affairs of the Republic. Your Jedi is very famous, true. But she was smart enough to be dressed in military uniform, and not wearing any insignia as far as I know. Which made her an ordinary officer. A very nice capture, but nothing to suggest that she is the Order's little prodigy."

"I hope so..." I spoke worriedly.

"If Brejik had figured out that he was holding Bastila Shan, he would have immediately delivered her to the Sith, for a generous payment or for valuable services. And they would have left the planet long ago. Their presence here proves that she has not yet been identified. And Brejik must surely keep her very carefully away from the eyes of his men. She can't have many contacts. More chances for her to go unnoticed."

"Yes, that makes sense." I admitted before releasing a breath. Slowly, I initiated the movement back to my armchair. Once settled, I glanced at Gadon, and addressed him:

"Can you help me find her?"

"I can." The man replied, leaning more firmly on the armrest. "But you'll have to help me first."

"What can I do?"

"I want you to win the swoop race for the Beks." The man replied behind what I hoped was a teasing smile.

"Is this a joke?" I asked curtly.

"No." Gadon retorted. "You are very talented, my friend." He added. "I want you to be my champion."

"I've never driven such a thing!" I countered with urgency. "The last time I put my hands on a speeder handle, it sent me to the hospital, and I stayed there for months! You can't ask me that! It doesn't make sense! Not for me, not for you!

"I have the utmost confidence that you will be able to win this race."

I paused for a moment, gasping for breath. I stared at Gadon Thek. I was totally bewildered.

"And that's enough for you?" I questioned in disbelief.

"Yes." The man professed. "But I can give you some help."

I wrinkled my forehead expectantly.

"We are developing for some years a very promising prototype of an accelerator." Gadon began. "I can have it installed on the swwoop bike you will be riding, which would give you a tremendous advantage."

"You're suggesting cheating, if I get that right." I replied flatly.

"Oh, you absolutely wanted to save your Jedi in all fairness?" The man questioned not expecting an answer. "I'll tell you the plan again: you're my champion, you're racing under the Beks' banner. You drive our best bike with our prototype. You win the race."

"Now I understand why you need me to be your pilot. Be honest and admit that I am only your guinea pig." I said gravely.

"That's not entirely untrue. " Gadon admitted. "But I have a strangely good feeling about you."

"That's reassuring." I sneered. "Can I at least see the vehicle first? Can I take it for a test drive before I crash it during the race?"

Gadon seemed to hesitate.

"There's a little subtlety I haven't mentioned to you yet." He replied, in sudden embarrassment, "This prototype accelerator has been stolen from us by the Vulkars many weeks ago. We'd have to get it back."

"Wait a minute." I interrupted, straightening up, my elbows now resting on my knees. "You want to pick up and install a device that has been stolen from you by the Vulkars, to win a race that is itself organised by the Vulkars?" I summarised in exasperation. "How can you possibly believe that my swoop bike could be allowed to compete under these conditions? Don't you think the Vulkars will find out?"

"The organisation of the race is not the work of the Vulkars." Gadon corrected. "Brejik provides and delivers the prizes, but that doesn't mean he's the organiser. Besides, no matter how much he tries to bribe the Federation to gain influence, they're on our side for the moment. They don't like the idea of a Vulkar champion winning. They'll turn a blind eye."

" Damn, what a mess... " I sighed.

"Yeah, what a mess." Gadon repeated, sounding somewhat amused. "Anyway, the priority now is to get the accelerator back."

"I do hope you get it back in time." I told him with detachment, but I knew that the rest of the story would not be in my favour.

"That's why I recommend that you find Mission Vao. I believe you have already met her. The Vulkar base has a hidden entrance that can be reached through the sewers. And Mission is the person who is most familiar with the sewers of this sector."

"Well, is there anything else you'd like me to do for you by the way? " I asked in a defeated voice.

"How long do you think the Republic can survive without Bastila Shan?" The gang leader countered.

I sighed. There was no other option. I was now certain that the prize for the winner of this ultimate race was Bastila. I had to do whatever I could to find her.

"Can you at least tell me where Mission is right now?" I asked.

"She's probably out with Zaalbar." Gadon answered. "She'll probably be back in the night. In the meantime, you can stay here. You should get some rest. We'll talk more about this tomorrow, with Mission."

I nodded.

"All right." I said emotionlessly.

We remained silent for a short while. I reviewed everything I had just lived in this room. The warmth of the place, the friendly smile of a gang leader, his pain and, despite the surreal events to come, I remembered the message sent to whoever it was that Bastila Shan was alive and that we finally knew how to find her. At that moment, a question that was certainly not of any interest crossed my mind, like a flash of lucidity that was somewhat superficial. Then I spoke again:

"Who is Zaerdra?"

Gadon Thek again broke into a burst of laughter:

"Haha, don't worry. She'll know how to introduce herself to you very quickly, trust me."

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victorluvsalice · 8 months

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-->It was finally back to the store! Where once again they all had to wait outside while I fiddled with the layout. XD At least this time it wasn't thunderstorming! Let me take you through all the changes I made --

A. As you can see, the major change I made was to replace all of the double-sided shelves with single-sided ones on either side of a large half-wall (with a glass half-wall trim on top to stop Sims trying to put plates or other objects up there) -- I was having some trouble getting everything to face the right way on the double-sided shelves, and I genuinely do believe this looks better. More like what you might actually SEE in a grocery store.

B. I also reduced the number of shelves overall slightly by rearranging the first "produce" aisle -- now when you walk in, you have Brazen Lotus's produce stands on one side, and the more traditional Get To Work refrigerated displays on the other holding various oversized crops on the other! Fewer slots to fill, and it means all the fruit and veg aren't bunched up together right next to the door.

C. I also added another refrigerated display next to the meat section -- this one is for fish, with Brazen Lotus's "Iced Fish Retail Fridge" (which requires her mod to allow fish and herbs to be placed in a retail fridge) in the bottom section! (I tried putting it on a counter, but it looked kinda weird and wouldn't slot correctly -- and then I discovered it fit near-perfectly into the bottom of the regular refrigerated display and went with that! It doesn't fit so nicely into the top bit, so fresh fish will be placed there to be bought directly.)

D. Along with that, I added the fossil displays from @somecreativecc as "endcaps" for the aisles, as the perfume bottles Victor can make from Simsonian Library's "Perfumery" mod fit on them, and they were the best-looking shelves I had for the purpose. *shrug* If anyone can suggest anything better, please let me know!

E. I also started trying out some "color-coding" on the SrslySims consignment shelves to try and see at a glance what should go where -- like, the shelf with Smiler's synthetic food tablets and herbalism potions from Simsonian Library's "Apothecary" mod is white because that's the "pharmacy" section, and the shelf with the canned green beans and green peas is bright green to represent "veggies."

F. Oh, and you may notice that I've started spacing out the various items on each individual shelf a lot more, so I'm not trying to cram multiple products onto one single shelf in any particular display and wondering how I'm going to fill the others. . .now, one display can hold a shelf of canned green beans, a shelf of canned green peas, and the boxed versions of said products on the bottom. Makes my life easier and makes filling up this grocery store a hell of a lot faster!

-->Okay -- once THAT was all done, it was time for the gang to spread out and get to work! And everybody had their specific jobs:

Smiler: Since we now had a fish fridge, I sent Smiler down to the fishing spot behind the store to angle for some big catches to fill it up! They managed to land a pufferfish and a tilapia to display above the fridge, and a betta to put in it -- it's a start!

Alice: Her thing today was bulk food processing and canning -- specifically, I had her make some more canned green beans and green peas to fill in a couple of gaps on the shelves, then move onto making jars of meat substitute for the discerning vegetarians who may come by. Gotta have something for everyone, after all! :)

Victor: Victor started out making perfumes, in "Focused" (bluebell) and "Playful" (daisy) scents, which (along with another bottle of the deodorizing scent) got him to level 2 of the Perfumery skill and allowed him to make "Happy" and "Energizing" scents if he so wished. However, his REAL job was to head upstairs and start Copypastoing everything that could be Copypastoed. XD Because while I DO actually want them to make some of the stuff they sell themselves, I am not above using Victor's magic to make the process easier on them and me. Victor's such a skilled spellcaster now that he's basically in no danger of the spell failing, even when he gets to a pretty heavily charged state -- and hey, I found out during this Copypasto spree that he can in fact copy the plates of raw meat Alice brings back from her hunts! So THAT is going to be freaking handy! :D

#sims 4 #the lazy save #victor van dort #alice liddell #smiler always #yeah yeah I am always fiddling with this store and what it should look like #but I think this is indeed its final form #I just like those half walls with the shelves on either side #it looks better than the double-sided shelves #more professional *nods*#and it's nice to have a fish freezer to go with the meat freezer #discovering it fit in the Get To Work refrigerated display was a happy accident #now the fish will be doubly iced XD #Too bad I couldn't fit it in the top slot too #but then again having slots to display fresh fish is probably a good idea as well #and yes the fossil displays were the best ones I had for 'endcaps' at the moment #probably should see what else somecreative has for shelving #maybe they have a better option hanging around somewhere #I just needed something that would actually hold the perfume darn it #and Smiler's little robots #also yes Copypasto is the most overpowered spell ever and I love it #this spell is SO HANDY for filling up space on the shelves #and you can copy the weirdest stuff!#although you can also NOT copy the weirdest stuff #like chatterbots: no. Raw meat: yes.#Sims 4 makes no sense and yet I love it XD #queued

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xtrablak674 · 1 year

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When Did I Become Black?

Was having a very interesting conversation with my nibling this morning, about the lack of Puerto Rican culture that was cultivated in their household and how their Boricua-ness would be gone by the next generation, if it wasn't gone already.

When did I become Black? If I was being honest, other than a cookout or two a year, we weren't really overtly Black in my household either. It is such a curious thing to think about because I am known as the #ExtraBlack uncle to my nieces, niblings and nephews. I was more likely to get Frankenberry for breakfast than anything remotely ethnic.

For all intensive purposes, I was raised American. Watching American television shows, going to American schools, participating in American extracurricular activities, all the while speaking English. I guess the obvious thing is to unpack what exactly is American, if I am looking through a childhood lens, it would be popular culture that seemed to be practiced by everybody else, no matter what their social economical background.

I grew up in a time when even though cable had just began to peek its head out, we were all watching the same television shows at the same times. We bought similar food at the supermarket, we ate out at the same places, the Chinese restaurant, the pizza shop, my mom bought her meat at Butcher Boys like everyone else in our small town.

My mom never made black-eyed peas with neck-bones or fish and grits, a unique dinner meal for us was pork chops and applesauce, the very same thing I knew the Brady family ate on television. And for all intensive purposes my peers were having the same thing at least I assumed they were. The most unique thing my white friend Robert bought to school in his homemade lunch was fruit roll ups, which he always shared with me if I made a funny face for him. I was one of the free lunch recipients but both Black and white kids got free lunch.

My local public elementary school was pretty dichromatic, you were either white or Black. Even looking at the low-resolution class photo, there are maybe some Latinx folks in the class, but the only colors that come through clearly are white and Black. There are about four kids who may be "other" albeit at the time I had no idea of what that other could be, my interaction with Latinx kids was severely limited, I remember meeting a Latino cousin at a family picnic in the park and I thought he was so cool, more-so for just being something different than what I normally experienced.

Dr. King was on the peripheral of my existence, no portrait of him hung in any of the homes I was raised in. My mom did have a bust of Nefertiti, but she felt like a white lady to me, I didn't know any Black women who looked like that. I can clearly recall my mom's dashikis, but I just thought they were comfortable shirts, not a statement or a symbol of defiance against The Man. I guess the Blackness was there, but not in such great amounts to make it distinctive against the homogeny of Americanness.

Seriously, I am not the first person to ask what qualifies as Black, an albeit its such a huge part of my identities today, its like I said in another essay, "I Never Made It About Race, America Did". As I told my nibling, I hadn't really considered my race other than the altercation I had biking through this neighborhood in my town and being chased away by white boys being called a nigger. My race didn't really come to the forefront until I moved to the Bronx after my mom died, and it seemed like I entered an episode of Oz because everyone was grouped by where their ancestors came from, not the fact that we were all just American kids trying to figure out puberty and the world around us.

It was at this time Asians came to my awareness and Latinx became much more prominent, I then also learned that there were special groups of white people like the Albanians who terrorized my Bronx neighborhood. But city-life was much different than life in a small town, we had gangs in a city, a whole new vegetable, as I entered junior high school and I was terrorized by Decepticons, who were not ten foot tall talking robots.

Colorism was introduced to me way before racism, which is curious because colorism is racisms first cousin. I remember repeatedly being called out for being dark-skinned usually by people who had complexions just like mine. Meaning my Black peers or more-than-likely their parents had drank that white supremacy Kool-Aid that sought to divide us as far back as the plantation up into current times.

Very early I learned that my complexion wasn't as desired as my brothers medium browns or my mixed first cousins very fair complexions due to their whyte mom, my Aunt Cynthia who was married to my mom's youngest and only brother. The call was coming from inside the house, which did lead to me thinking less of myself and wanting to be lighter like my siblings.

I am gonna stop and post this here, but this feels like a topic I can explore a lot deeper because in my head I haven't answered the question I put forth at the top. I didn't answer my own question in my essay, I think the topic is much more complicated than I initially thought and that Blackness was something I came into slowly over a long period of time, not necessarily because I wanted to, but because I was forced to.

[Photo by Brown Estate]

#journal entry #black #family #blackness #racism #colorism #white supremacy #american values #pop culture #homogeneous #cultural white washing #american culture #african american #cultural appropriation

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beastfury5580 · 1 year

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Donkey Kong Z Episode 3

Cranky: Why the hell am I here? DJ: Cause your good at fourth-wall-breaking dad. Remember? Cranky: Oh yeah...also stay in school kids! Just because you got those techy phones don't mean anything! You still got a lot to learn about the outside world! And no violent cartoons! Those things'll give ya nightmares!

*Both DJ and Cranky walked out of the black screen*

OP - Dragonball Opening English

Narrator: Last time on Donkey Kong Z. DK and Diddy went into the great fox and set a course for N Sanity Island but had a drawback thanks to donkey kong's butt stench, luckily Aku Aku managed to teleport everyone including the great fox into the island using the colored gems he has, Crash and Spyro went to get the first fruit gem but had to deal with both tiny and fake crash and there was a full-scale war on the island, everyone defends the island with their very lives including Spyro who is very much vulnerable without butterflies, but now that the battle has ended the war has just begun, what will happen next? Find out on Donkey Kong Z!

Episode 3: Finding the Cherry Gem/The Grock Wars (The shadow alliance and the crossover gang went into Dillon's world where the Amiimals fight against an army of grocks to protect multiple villages in the badlands. While the crossover gang takes care of the war. DK and Diddy went to find the cherry gem in a mysterious cave until K Rool took it, yet k rool accidentally dropped the crystal coconut after he escaped.)

*Inside the great fox*

Crash: Oooooo...<POOOOOT!!!> <FRRRRRT!!!> <BUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!> Ahhhhh...<FFFFAAAAARRRRTTT!!!!> <PUUUWWAAAAAAPPPPPPP!!!!> Woah! <BRRRRRRRRPPPPPP!!!!> Mmmmmmmm. ^_^ Falco: *Fold my arms and lean by the wall next to the bathroom door* ...... *Thinks* "Man, can't believe I have to wait for this bandicoot to poop out the fruit gem. I know one thing, I ain't touching it. Both him and donkey kong are just VERY hard to deal with but I'm gonna have to suck it up and deal with it. Sheesh..." DK: *Snoring in bed with a full belly* Diddy: Man does Coco know how to cook. Spyro: Pretty much everyone yea. Lucario: .... Diddy: Something wrong? Lucario: "I'm still evenly matched with Mewtwo. As I get stronger he does too." Diddy: That sounds bad. Lucario: "I must find a way to teach maximum power to destroy him, otherwise he'll keep destroying other worlds whenever he wants." Diddy: I'm sure you'll find a way lucario. Fox: Thinking about something crystal? Krystal: Hmm...I guess I am.

*Flashback from sunset time*

DK: *Eating all the fruit and food that's in front of me super fast because of how hungry I am* Everyone: O_O DK: *Finally finished while slurping a bowl of ramen* <BURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRP!!!!!!!!> WOOOOOOOO!!! Wow that was great!! *Fell down on my back and pat my full belly* Ohhhhh. ^_^ Crash: *Ate out all my food then laid back satisfied not knowing about the laxatives* Spyro: Man they eat fast. Dillon: *Eats my pigs on a stick* Coco: I hope you all enjoy yourselves. Krystal: Oh yes very much. Slippy: Thank you! ^_^ Lucario: "Say Spyro, what is it you eat?" Spyro: Oh I'll eat anything, including meat-related, just not as fast as these guys. Lucario: "Same with me." Slippy: Eating different kind of food is fascinating. Especially if it's from folks we know. Peppy: I second that notion slippy. Krystal: It's only fitting for DK. He hasn't moved or traveled anywhere else besides the smash bros tourney. Crunch: So, you call that transformation "Super Kong?" Diddy: Yeah. It enhances our strength, speed, endurance you name it. It does it all. Even give us an unlimited amount of chi energy. But man did it get me so tired and drained out from the fight. Krystal: That's what an all powerful weapon will do for you.

*Everyone was chatting until crash's stomach started growling*

Crash: Hmm? *Stomach gurgles more* Uh oh...*Got up and ran back to the great fox to find the bathroom* Falco: Oh crud!! *Ran after crash* Hey! You better not be thinking of shitting anywhere on the floor!!

*Everyone started laughing as the flashback ended*

Krystal: *Soft giggles* Crash: *Flushed the toilet then came out holding the cleaned fruit gem in my hands* Ta-da! Falco: *Was expecting the fruit gem to come out all smelly but saw it cleaned and smelt good* Hmm. Not bad at all. *Ruffles crash's head and walks off* Still ain't touching it though. Crash: *Chuckles then put them in my pockets and follows Falco* Falco: We got the fruit gem back. Krystal: Oh thank heavens. Spyro: And the smelly air is gone too. We can pretty much continue our journey now. Peppy: Tomorrow we will. Slippy is upgrading the ship and the ship will undergo full diagnostics so the latest update kicks in. Slippy: *Inside the ship's controls as I wiggle my butt and my plumber's crack shows my green buttcheeks as I'm humming* ^_^ Falco: Uh slippy, you mind covering that, please? Slippy: Huh? *Looks down* Oh sorry^^; *pulls up my pants* Fox: You're such a sissy. Falco: I have my standard! Spyro: Yeah womanly standards. Dillon: *Chuckles* Russ: Even Dillon thinks you're full of Baloney. Falco: !! *Growls then flew off* Krystal: So not cool boys. Fox: He need to lighten up. Not everything is about him. Peppy: I agree with fox, falco maybe brash but he doesn't seem to know how to relax even after our new friends came to the ship. Lucario: "I quite agree with krystal, regardless of the fact, falco is still your teammate, he'll relax if he needs to, so I would suggest you all respect that" Peppy: Lucario you haven't known falco longer than all of us has. Lucario: "That maybe true but I can still sense tension from within him." Slippy: Does it come from different colors? Lucario: "Yes slippy, it comes from different colors." Slippy: Cool.

*Slippy's pants somehow slipped their way down, showing his plumber's crack buttcheeks again*

Spyro: I do have a question. Are these fruit gems any more powerful than the crystal coconut? Diddy: Great uncle DKJR and grandpa cranky said so themselves. If the fruit gems were to connect with the crystal coconut then it becomes the fruity coconut gem. It can grant an infinite amount of strong wishes including to villains, that's how strong it is. The crystal coconut itself can only be used for very specific wishes and it doesn't create death, only resurrect them. Spyro: So that's how ripto and the others were restored... Diddy: It also said that it can grant anyone a crystal form, but only the purest heart can get it, which in this case, either me or DK. Krystal: Which means K Rool can't get it because of his cruel nature. Diddy: Exactly. Russ: Man that's really powerful stuff, kinda better than the time you got gems and crystals out of the ancient ruins Dillon. Dillon: *Nods in agreement* Diddy: He never knew about the fruit gems till Mewtwo mentioned it. Lucario: "My guess is Mewtwo will be the one using the gems to make himself even more powerful." Fox: ...You don't think he's siding with k rool as an alternatim. Lucario: "It is a possibility. Mewtwo never cared of anyone but himself, not even for his trainers. He's the first independent pokemon to become stronger without a trainer while I'm the second." Krystal: Destroying a planet just so you and him are the last pokemon...I can't imagine how tragic that must have felt for you. Lucario: "There isn't a true way to stop him. Though when we do get the crystal coconut back I can wish he never existed." Fox: That's really only if they'll grant it. Wishes are not that simple. Lucario: "Right..." Diddy: So guys...what are some other villains you fought aside from the ones you're used to? Peppy: Well, we fought the aparoid race and their queen one time. Spyro: This is tough...uhhh...there was this one dragon who was a traitor among the dragon elders. He goes by red. Russ: Red the dragon? What a basic name. Spyro: I know right. Russ: Oh! We were in this city where it was the post-apocalyptic period at the time. We took down a grocks that were trying to break the big trailer truck on the road which has this ultimate weapon called the breaker that took down the mothership which is also the command ship, it was how the grocks came to live, and then Dillon fought against the deathgrock from the outside and inside its core. Now THAT was the toughest fight out of all the fights Dillon battled into. Aku Aku: Crash fought his evil self in another dimension, as well as the evil twins when cortex was with us at one point. Spyro: How was cortex even agreed to fight the evil twins with you? Aku Aku: Him and crash had a common enemy that's how. Spyro: Jeez, hope it doesn't happen with me and gnorc cause I definitely don't wanna be working with that dumb butt. Fox: *Noticed it's nighttime outside* It's late. We all need to get some sleep for tomorrow. Krystal: I'll go ahead and make us all dinner before we sleep. *Walks off* Want to help? Fox: I would be delighted. *Follows Krystal* Peppy: You still working down there slippy? Slippy: Sure am! Will be done in a few hours. Peppy: Krystal and Fox will make some dinner for us. Don't forget to eat. Slippy: Will do.

*Meanwhile at DK Isle*

DJ: *Meditating by the beach sand* Cranky: *Walking around with my cane* I hope those boys find those gem fruits soon. I was hoping this day never and K Rool has gotten somewhat smarter. Funky: Not to worry cranky my dude, donkey kong and diddy will get'em back, even if it takes a long time. Cranky: That's what I'm worried about. *Sat down on a branch and sighs* If I could I would've remember were I put them. Funky: Just give it time man, you'll see. I better get us some food for lunch and dinner. *Walks off* Cranky: .... DJ: "Now if I can just communicate with DK from afar, I should be able to if I focus further."

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DK: *Napping on the ship* Falco: For an ape he sure sleeps a lot. Krystal: *Came back with a big dinner meal for everyone* Dinner is ready! DK: *My ears wiggled as I sat up* DINNER?!? Oh boy am I starving! ^_^ Falco: Oh sure you wake up to food but not anything else! Fox: Falco would you stop it? Seriously it's nothing to hurt your head over. *Walks off* Peppy: If I didn't know any better I'd say you're jealous of DK. Falco: Damnit not you too!! Peppy: Falco I'm just saying, DK and Diddy are different from all of us, you can either support it or don't. It's up to you really. Falco: You know what? I'll eat alone in my room, anything is better than being lectured. *Grabs my food and walks up to my room as the door automatically closed* Spyro: What's up his big stinky bird butt? Crash: *Laughed when Spyro said stinky bird butt* Krystal: I don't know. He was never like this back home. Diddy: Maybe he's homesick. Fox: Nonsense. He is always out traveling for jobs and erans. Russ: I gotta ask, what was falco like before DK came along? Fox: Believe it or not he use to be more cheerful and loved fighting crime in a non serious manner. Peppy: Cool and brash, but also cheerful. Russ: ...You don't think the villains switched the real falco with a fake one, do you? Diddy: Don't be ridiculous. If that were the case I would have sensed it. Fox: Something doesn't feel right. And if that was the case Falco doesn't go down that easily. Lucario: "I'll try and scan his aura to see if he's real or fake." *Closed my eyes and started glowing blue aura* Slippy: How? He's in his room. Falco: *In front of my computer while eating*.... DK: *Eats with my mouth full* You'd be surprised at what Lucario can do. *Swallows* This dog can really kick my butt at the smash bros tourney. Lucario: "Strange.. it's the real Falco but I'm getting bizzare readings off him. Something is not right." Falco: *Found the next two gem fruits* Perfect. Let's hope you don't screw this up. *Gave out a sinister smile* DK: Well I'm sure it's nothing, falco seems pretty nice. ^^ Diddy: I agree. Fox: *Looked at the monitor* We got a reading for the next two gem fruits. One is at banjo's world and the other is in dillon's world. Krystal: Tomorrow we'll split into two groups. Spyro and Crash are going to banjo's world while the rest of us go to dillon's world. Slippy: Hopefully we'll find more allies to join our team cause we do need new members. Peppy: Done already? Slippy: Yep, the update should be ready by tomorrow. Krystal: *Sniffs the air* Wait...what is that sme-ugh! *Hold my face* Diddy, DK you two need a bath! DK: ....Say diddy, what's a bath? Diddy: I have no idea DK, what is a "bath"? Krystal: Oh goodness...I can't believe you two are asking. I guess I have to show you...

*a few seconds later*

Krystal: *Finished filling the tub with water, bubbles, and grabs a body scrubber* Okay, the water's ready, now let's get this over with. Hop in. DK: *Walks over to the tub at looks at it* So this is a bath? Krystal: Look at you! You're supposed to cover up the front! DK: *Puts the towel over my face* Like this? Krystal -_-* .... *facepalm* Diddy: *Chuckles*

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Krystal: *Scratching all over DK and Diddy's body with shampoo* Diddy: So what's this icky stuff you're putting on my fur? Krystal: It's called shampoo, I'm using it to clean you two. DK: *Tried to taste the shampoo but Krystal slap my hand* Krystal: No no, we don't eat shampoo. That's for cleaning your hair and body. *Puts my hands in the water to get the shampoo off my hands and use the bath scrubber to brush all over diddy and DK's bodies* When I put shampoo on both your heads you two NEED to keep your eyes closed and leave'em close until I get the shampoo out of your head and faces* Diddy: This stuff is slippery but smells good. ^_^ DK: Imagine how the others are like back home. *Chuckles* Diddy: Yeah they'd probably slip and fall from this stuff, especially cranky. Krystal: Alright boys time to rinse yourself. *Unplug the tub to release the dirt and turned on the water for a clean rinse*

*Both diddy and DK stood up as Krystal took the handheld showerhead and washes all the shampoo and soap off of diddy and DK's fur and hair and gave them towels to wipe themselves off with*

Krystal: There, that's better. DK: *Rubs my eyes with a towel* Diddy: Wow so that was a bath. That was...actually really relaxing. Krystal: Now you both are clean and kissable. *Kissed DK and diddy's cheek* Diddy: *Chuckles* Oh stop^///^ DK: *Yawns and stretch* Off to bed I go before I fall asleep here. Diddy: *Dries off my fur* Not while you're still wet your not. DK: Oh yeah. *Shakes all the water out of my fur like a dog* Krystal: *Screams* DK! *My skin and clothes got all wet from the shaking* DK: Oops sorry^^; Krystal: -_-

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DJ: *Sighs* Nothing, I'll have to try again later. Dixie: DJ? DJ: Dixie, hi. Dixie: What were you doing? DJ: I was trying to spiritually connect myself to DK to telepathically talk to him but nothing worked, I'll try again tomorrow and see what happens then. Dixie: Oh... DJ: If you're worried about diddy then don't be. I'm quite sure he's fine. Dixie: I know it's just, the jungle is quiet with them two gone and K Rool. DJ: Yeah...*looks to the ocean distance* We best enjoy this for a while. *Walks off* I best check on my father. Dixie: Hmm...

*Meanwhile back on the great fox, everyone is asleep while falco is still up*

Everyone's Asleep / Shhhh - Policenauts - Owl-Cat

Fox: *Walking about on the ship making sure everything is alright* Slippy? You're still up?

Slippy's Dillema - Undertale OST: 060 - Wrong Enemy

Slippy: Come on ROB, work! *Works on ROB 64's wiring and his circuitry then dodged the sparks as the insides blew up a bit then noticed a fire* AH! *Went to get the fire extinquisher and puts out ROB64's chest* Ugh! Why can't I get you to work!? Fox: Slippy what's going on here?! Slippy: I-i don't know! For some reason I'm losing my touch with mechanics! *Kicked the ROB* Darn it! Fox: Ohhh...slippy were you trying to fix rob? Slippy: Yeah for like ten days and all of a sudden his circuitry got more complex the more I tried fixing him. Fox: Slippy, rob's an old model, he's been with us for years. We may need to upgrade him entirely. Slippy: *Sighs as I sat down with my hands on my chin* I was afraid of that.. all our memories was in him just months ago I put in a new upgrade. Fox: That's what you're worried about? All his memories were uploaded to the cloud months ago. Slippy: ....His what? *Glares at fox* Fox: Oh, I forgot to tell you that. ^^;

*DK and Diddy are sleeping in bed together, while DK's sleeping like a rock, diddy tends to shift and turn to get himself comfortable and went back to sleep and then....*

DK: <POOOOOOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT!!!!!!> Diddy: *Sniffing DK's strong sleep gas as I immediately woke up and turn my head toward DK in disgust while whispering loudly* Ohhhhhh...man what the, DK you nasty-! *Fans the fart out of the covers until I fell out of the bed and walks off groaning while trying not to throw up*

*DK's lethal fart immediately stunk up the whole bedroom*

DK: *Whimpers while holding my stomach as it rumbles* Need bathroom.. can't, stench, ship.. >~<; *Turns to my side* >BRUUUOOOOOOOOOOOOFFFFFFFTTTTT!!!<

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Falco: *Looks toward the night sky then quickly turned around* What the- Mewtwo: "So you are the weakest link out of everyone here. Here I thought it was the toad but it seems it's you. Quite surprising." Falco: Hey I ain't no weak link I'm- Mewtwo: *My eyes glowed as I possessed falco* Falco: !!....*my head bowed down then move my head back up and opened my dark purple eyes* Mewtwo: "Yes, you'll do just fine. Do what you wanted to do for a long time. Kill donkey kong." Dark Falco: Yes master. Diddy: Man, I seriously gotta get some fresh air. Dark Falco: *Walked out of my room and walked to where DK is* Diddy: !! *Felt a dangerous presence then turned to falco* Falco? *Follows him then thinks* "Why's he going to DK's room for?" DK: *Whimpers as I rub my belly* Man, whatever food Krystal gave me is making me seriously gassy right now. Ohhhh....<FAAAARRRRRRRRT!!!!> Dark Falco: *Walks in as soon as the automatic door opens* You've turned EVERYONE against me. Just look at you, squirming like a little worm while I grant you your death. *Pulls out my blaster and aims at DK* Only your death can satisfy me, only your death can take back the star fox's true glory. A big disgusting primitive ape like you don't belong here. You're nothing but a pain in my ass, always have, always will. It's time I silence you for good. Diddy: NO!! Dark Falco: HUH?! Diddy: HIYA!! *Kicked the blaster out of Falco's wing* Dark Falco: Agh!

Falco on a Rampage / Krystal Saves the Night - Digimon Tamers OST - Hakai to Konran Futatabi

*The blaster fell down to the floor*

Diddy: I won't let you kill my uncle! Dark Falco: You obnoxious little brat!

*Dark Falco tackled diddy out of the room as they both did martial arts while falco did his signature smash attack the Falco Phantasm then flip kick diddy down to the floor, diddy quickly got up and dark falco ran after him*

Lucario: !! Diddy! *Ran out of my room* Diddy: Fox! Krystal! Anybody! Heeeeelp!! Fox: *My ears flickered and pointed up* Diddy?! Diddy: *Kept running until dark falco kicked me toward the strong glass window* AH!! *Crashed and bounced back to the floor* Ohhhhh... Fox: Falco, what the hell's your problem?! Dark Falco: As if an ape lover like you would EVER understand how I feel!! NOW DIE!!! Slippy: Hey whoa!

*Slippy dodged out of the way for both of them to use their signature smash attack, the Falco Phantasm, and Fox Illusion, Falco's attack is much stronger than fox's as he slide across the floor. Dark falco went to impale his wing through fox's heart but Lucario stopped him and used his kung fu combo attacks to stop him but dark falco was immuned to Lucario's strikes as he pimp slapped him aside*

Fox: Lucario what's going on?! Lucario: That is not falco! Mewtwo possassed him! Dark Falco: *Grabbed fox by his throat and started choking him after I lift him up* Fox: *Gasping for air and coughs* Falco...stop...please! Dark Falco: *Evil laughs*

*Krystal rushes in with her staff and smacks falco on the head as he passed out on the floor*

All: ...... Krystal: Can we PLEASE go back to bed now?! It's far too early for this!! Fox: Y-yes my love... Krystal: Ugh! *Grabs Falco's leg and drag him on the floor back to his room* Fox: *Looks at Falco*... Slippy: He'll be fine, hopefully. Fox: Lucario, can you keep an eye on Falco? I have a feeling Mewtwo will be back for him. Lucario: "Will do." *Walks behind Krystal* DK: I can't wait any longer! *Rushed to the bathroom and sat on the toilet accidentally leaving the door open and pushed out lethal chunks into the toilet* Ooooo so much better. (*´︶`*) Lucario: Nope. *Quickly closed the door using my aura telekinesis and continued following krystal*

*When the door closed, DK's toxic dump clouded the entire bathroom*

DK: They sure won't like me after this.. !! *Groans and pushed out more heavy logs* >BBFFFOOOOOOPPPPPPTT!!!!< Diddy: Are you okay slippy? Slippy: *Giggles* I'm alright, thank you for asking diddy. ^_^ Falco: *Groans as I twist and turn in bed*

*In Falco mind*

Mewtwo: "You failed to do a simple task." Falco: I never asked for this! I almost killed my best friend! *Backed away from Mewtwo* Mewtwo: "I was wrong. You are more than weak. You're pathetic. I ought to kill you were you stand." Falco: *Pulled out my blaster and aimed it at Mewtwo* You best back away! Lucario: "That's enough Mewtwo!" Falco: Lucario?! Mewtwo: "You just don't know when to quit meddling do you?" Lucario: "This is between you and me, leave falco out of this!" Mewtwo: "Just look at you, trying to stand up to me when you know you've gotten weaker than a Magikarp" Lucario: "I'm weak?! This coming from the "all-powerful psychic" using falco to do his dirty work to kill off an innocent ape! What gives you the right to mess with other people's lives?!" Mewtwo: "What gives ME the right?" *Chuckles* "Lucario, I'm no longer bound to weakness from any pokemon including you. I've become a god, you're powerless to stop me from completing my mission. So falco, do as I say or I'll break your mind into paste!" Falco: I told you no man! Lucario: "THAT DOES IT!!!"

*Lucario tackles Mewtwo while he's floating in the air then Mewtwo pushed him back, both of them started punching and kicking in mid-air martial arts*

Falco: *Fell over holding my head* Wait... This is my mind. Something I can control. *Stood up tall then held out my blaster and watched it grow twice it's size* Hell yeah! *Aimed it towards Mewtwo and fired* It's time I take back what's mine! Lucario: *Flew over to Falco* "You alright?" Falco: I will be now. Thanks. Lucario: "Mewtwo won't be bothering you anymore. Get some rest." *Closed my eyes to leave his mind* Falco: Yeah....*sighs*

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Diddy: DK when your done in there, I'm going back to sleep. DK: Okay but you might want to cover your nose... *Flushed the toilet and washed my hands then opened the door and closed it shut* Diddy: MMM!!! *Immediately pitch my nose from DK's strong smell as I breathe through my mouth then backed away from donkey kong* Awe dude! Whew! Jeez DK you really destroyed the bathroom in there! *Noticed my eyes are starting to burn from the lethal odor* My eyes! I think their melting! DK: Your eyes are fine.. *Sat on the bed and sighs* I miss home. I wouldn't have to worry about losing waste in wide open air. Diddy: Are you kidding me I love it here. I have never been to outer space OR on other planets besides our own. We even got to meet crash bandicoot, he may not have your strength but he knows what our lives are like. DK: .... *Stopped for a moment as I heard DJ voice* Dad? Diddy: Huh? DK: I thought I heard his voice. *Scratch my head then looks around* Diddy: Wow you really are home sick aren't you? DJ: "Are you listening diddy?" Diddy: Wait! I can hear him too! DJ: "Good, that means the telepathic communication is working. Have you recovered some of the fruit gems?" DK: Only one, the apple gem, we're going to get the cherry gem tomorrow. DJ: "I can feel both of your chi getting stronger after acquiring the super kong form. You're training with lucario has served you both well" DK: Yea. Lucario is a great teacher like you. Diddy: Most definitely. Hey DJ? How is Dixie? DJ: "You know what's funny? She said the jungle has been quiet since you two and k rool left. Surely enough she was right, but I digress, she really does miss you." Diddy: *Love sighs* I do miss her too.. but tell her that we're doing great and not to worry. We'll be home soon enough. DK: That's right. I do miss the fresh wide open air. ^_^ DJ: "As I knew you would. Funky just started dinner, I better go." *vanished* Diddy: Come on DK. We need our sleep. *Got back on the bed besides DK and laid down* DK: Yep. *Yawns as I lay down and immediately went to sleep*

*Later in the morning, the great fox went back into outer space as coco and crunch wave goodbye*

Fox: How are you feeling Falco? Falco: Better.. I'm sorry for what ever I did last night. I didn't mean any of it. Fox: I know, lucario told me. Falco: Sorry I tried to kill you donkey kong...I guess you all were right, maybe I was being uptight. DK: You were trying to kill me? Diddy: Its okay. We forgive you. Being away from home for so long can get others to do silly things. Falco: You two would like corneria, it's really an awesome planet to be in. Slippy: Yaaaaaay! *Hugs falco* Fox: Now that's the cheerful falco I know. Krystal: Guess you really have learned your lesson then. Falco: *Chuckles* Most definitely. *Held Slippy* Though I did woke up with a massive headache. Krystal: Oh I'm sure that will go away. ^_^ *Gave Falco tea* Falco: *Drinks my tea and sighs* DK: So are we near the next planet?

*The warning alert started beeping as they approach to the asteroid field*

Fox: It's an asteroid field, we gotta clear all those asteroids out the way!? DK: What's an asteroid? Spyro: Large rock minerals floating in space. If we don't clear a path it'll destroy the ship. DK: Ohhh that's bad...

Incoming Asteroids - Asteroid Belt (The Aparoid Menace) - Star Fox Assault [OST]

Fox: Star fox team, head for the arwings quick! *Ran off* Spyro: Welp, can't fly or breath in space. Might as well stay here. Russ: I'm with you. Dillon: *Nods*

*Fox, Krystal, Falco and Slippy ran to the arwings and got ready to destroy the asteroids. DK and Diddy ran to see what's going on*

Peppy: *Went to the manual controls and started firing the cannon to destroy the asteroids in front* DK: I'm going to help them. *Transformed into my super kong form and flew out of the great fox* Diddy: I'm coming too! *Transformed into my super kong form and flew after DK*

*All four arwings came flying out of the great fox as the star fox team fired all lasers to destroy the giant meteors from hitting the ship*

Super DK: *Flew out and started punching the meteors to pieces* Rah! Hah! *Spin kick the meteors* Super Diddy: *Shooting chi projectiles out of my hands in breaking the meteors to pieces*

*Most of the meteor pieces went passed DK, Diddy, and the star fox team and hit the ship's shield generator*

Peppy: Shield generators been hit!

*Repair droids came out of a tiny room and went out into space to fix it yet most of them got hit by different size asteroids*

Aku Aku: You're losing droids fast. Peppy: If they can't get the shield within a few minutes we'll be sitting ducks.

*Another droid was destroyed by the meteor until only one was left*

Peppy: Oh great, now the shields are gone!

*The tiny repair droid fixed the shield generation as the shield gauge is powered up on the screen in front of peppy*

Peppy: Powers back! That little droid did it. Now the shield is at maximum power.

*The tiny droid went back inside the great fox while everyone else is still beating and shooting asteroids to pieces*

Super Diddy: This would have been more fun if it wasn't so serious! Super DK: Let's try the banana blast to get them out the way faster! Super Diddy: Good idea! Fox: Guys! You're banana power cannon could drain both of you out if you two aren't careful! Super Diddy: Got another plan? Super DK: Nope. Super Diddy: Then we just keep punching through! *Got back to smashing meteors* Slippy: Hey I just realized? How are those two still breathing out there? Krystal: The inner energy from within donkey kong and diddy are keeping them alive as well as their super kong form. Outside of their super kong state they are vulnerable in space, they need to go back inside before they ran out of chi, or worse, they pass out and their transformation dies down with it. Fox: *Through the mic* DK, Diddy! We got it from here. Please get back inside! Super Diddy: Yeah we better rest before our chi runs out. Super DK: Oh alright.. *Flew off back to the main ship with Diddy*

*Diddy and DK went back inside the great fox and revert back to normal*

DK: Man using super is fun but also is shit as well. Diddy: At least we helped a little. Look, they managed to make a path. Peppy: Yep, you two really are something, the asteroids have calmed down, now we can proceed through.

Just Cruising - House of Cards - Baten Kaitos (Extended)

Fox: Alright team that should do it. Let's head back to the ship. *Flew off* DK: *Hoots happily* Nice^^ Lucario: "Donkey kong, diddy, follow me to the combat room, we must complete your training." *Walks off*

*DK and Diddy followed Lucario into the training room*

Diddy: What are we going to do now? Lucario: "This will be your final lesson. You now mastered kung fu and the super kong form, now you must put all that energy into this fight and show me all that you have learned and more. Defeat me, and you're training will be complete." DK: Fight you? Diddy: It's just training DK not really beat him up. Mega Lucario: "Now then." *used mega evolution and turned myself into mega lucario* "Show me what you've got." DK: You got it sensei!

*DK and Diddy transformed into their super kong form as they both took a fighting stance and wait it out for a few seconds*

Lucario Vs. Super DK and Super Diddy - Wings of the Guardian (Lucia Battle 1) - Devil May Cry 2 Extended

*Super DK and Diddy started fighting Mega Lucario in dynamic combat*

Mega Lucario: *Jumps back and took my fighting stance again* "Surely you two can do better. Try harder." Super DK: *Ran towards Lucario with a mega punch to the face and an upper punch to the chest* Super Diddy: BANANA SLAMMA!! *Flying kick mega lucario's back* Mega Lucario: *Stood my ground but flew back from the force and crashed into the wall* Super DK: We did it! Lucario: *Revert out of mega form* "Well done, you two are ready"

*DK and Diddy high fived each other while shouting, "Alright!" as their super form went down*

Fox: Oh good you guys are finished. Peppy tells us that we've arrived in dillon's world. *Walks off* Diddy: Weren't we going to split? Fox: We did when you guys were training. It's going to be me, Lucario, you, Diddy, Dillon and his friend. DK: Guess this is where we take care of business little buddy. Diddy: Yeah let's do it!

Eyecatch A/Donkey Kong Z will be right back - Donkey Kong Country OST - Stage Clear

Eyecatch B/Now back to Donkey Kong Z - Donkey Kong Country: Tropical Freeze Soundtrack - World Clear

Villages/Wild Badlands - The Rolling Western Theme- Dillon's Rolling Western: The Last Ranger Soundtrack

*The great fox arrived at the wild badlands where grocks are fighting against the amiimals alongside Gallo, Boone and Nomad, DK dives out of the great fox as diddy grabs hold of DK while flying down using his jetpack*

Slippy: *Turns on the gem locator* This will help us look for the gems faster. Krystal: So this is your world. Russ: Yep. It's like we never left. Krystal: How can you and Dillon stand in such a harsh environment as this? Russ: He's an armadillo. He can stand the heat. Fox: That makes sense I suppose. Falco: Anything yet Slippy? Slippy: Actually I found it but the signal is weak. Diddy: There might be a cave that's where they'd be! We're going in to check it out! Russ: Let's go assist the amiimals dillon. Dillon: *Nods then jumps out of the great fox and rolls into a ball to fight grocks*

*Everyone headed to the caves that seemed to be multiple of them*

Into the Caves - Wild Arms 3 OST 10 - Scars of Leftover Memories

Diddy: Oh.. which one is it in? Slippy: *Through earpiece* Hey guys! Can you hear me!? DK: *Hooting fearfully* Diddy what was that?! Slippy's voice is inside my head! Diddy: Relax DK it's just an earpiece. DK: ...An earpiece? Slippy: Yeah, I gave it to you and diddy in case I contact you two. DK: I thought it was just an earring. Never liked it at first but it kinda grew on me. Slippy: ....No it's an earpiece, anyways, you see the three caves in front of you? Diddy: Yeah we do. Slippy: Okay so the cherry fruit gem should be at the middle cave, go right through that one, and then after that, take the cave at the far right once you get through. DK: Roger that. Diddy: What he say? DK: Go straight then far right. Diddy: Cool. *Ran through* Slippy: Oh crud I forgot to give diddy his earpiece. -_- Fox: Next time Slippy.

*DK and Diddy kept going till they came into the last cave that has a big ditch in the middle. Across from the ditch there was the gem*

Diddy: Looks like this is it. Amiimal Merc: Hold it!

*DK and Diddy turned around then held their hands up*

Amiimal Merc: Where in tarnation do you think yur goin? Nowhere that's what! Amiimal Merc #2: I reckon you two were heading for that gem, too bad it ain't happening. Amiimal Merc #3: Don't move now, or we'll be blastin ya far across the sky!

K Rool Escaped/Cherry Fruit Gem Stolen - Captured - GoldenEye (1997) Music

K Rool: *Grabs the cherry gem* Looks like I win this time! *Evil laughs and ran off* Slippy: Uh why is the cherry gem moving?! Diddy: Cause k rool has it... Fox: What?!

Vs. The Wild Amiimal Mercenaries - Wild Arms 3 OST 27 - Wild Bunch

Diddy: What do we do now DK? DK: We move on my signal. Amiimal Merc: Seems like they're not budgin boys. Ready on my mark! *Aims at DK and Diddy* DK: .... Diddy: .... Amiimal Merc: Get ready! DK: NOW!!

*Both DK and Diddy teleported using their chi then went behind them and DK punched them aside while diddy kung fu kicked all the amiimal merc guns out of their hands and spin kick all three of them in the face*

Russ: They've gotten better. Lucario: "Most definitely." DK: *Grabbed the Amiimal Merc and slammed them down towards the others* We have to get the gem back! Lucario: Hmm? *Noticed the crystal coconut as I went over to it and picked it up* "He dropped the crystal coconut" Diddy: That's not convenient at all.. DK: *Hoots* We got the coconut! Slippy: *Gave Diddy his earpiece and fix it up* There. Now I can contact you too. Lucario: "Let's test it to make sure. I wish for us to get out of the caves."

*The crystal coconut glows and teleported everyone out of the caves*

Lucario: "...That k rool is nothing but an idiot." -_- Diddy: Tough luck for him. Now we got our crystal coconut back, you can wish for your planet back. Lucario: "What? Wish my planet to be restored? Can it actually be possible?" DK: It sure can, we'll find out after we get outta here.

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Dillon: *Slash grocks with my claws and tore them to pieces* Russ: *Riding my Helibike watching the fight from above* Just look at'em all. It's really a warzone out there. Boone: Well well well.

The Boys/Gallo, Boone and Nomad's Theme - Jan Hammer - Texas Ranger (Miami Vice)

Boone: How's it going there Dillon!? *Laughs* Dillon: *Tips my hat to everyone* Gallo: Still as silent as ever, nothing wrong with that. Russ: *Flew down* Wait a minute, you three are working together now? Boone: Yep. Ever since the amiimals came to the badlands, we've just be leading a squad and putting our differences aside ever since. It was A LOT of work keeping things together! Gallo: Especially getting paid while doing it. Russ: What won't you do for money? Gallo: Probably antagonist children. Russ: Valid point. Nomad: *Speaking squid* Russ: Nice to see your "English" has improved. -_- Gallo: As you can see, there have been grocks coming out of their dens nonstop, none of us know why but they've been constant in one place to the next. Russ: I thought we got rid of the grocks for good this time...it looks they might have another hive mine or a king controlling them all again. Dillon: *Nods* Russ: *Through my earpiece* Guys, we have to stay. Falco: Are you kidding? We got what we came from we don't need to stay here. Slippy: No russ is right. The conditions in his world are getting worse. We have to find out the cause of this and destroy it. Fox: Alright russ, we'll provide some support fire from up here, be careful, you too dillon. Russ: You can count on us!

Badlands Warzone Part 1 - Wild West C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa (Arcade) - Stage 2

*Several grocks are rushing toward everyone*

Gallo: Here they come now! Let's bring the heat! Amiimal Soldier: Yes sir!

*The amiimal gunfighters ran towards the footgrocks and stronggrocks as they shoot all their energy weapons at them including rocket launchers, fox and falco shot smart bombs to where the army of ramgrock and gungrocks are and flew back around on their arwings*

Krystal: Me and slippy got the gemgrocks! Slippy: *Ran back inside my arwing then take off and fired my lasers at them as I flew back up* Diddy: Lucario, take the crystal coconut back to the great fox, the others need our help! *Transformed into Super Diddy and flew off* Lucario: "Got it!" *Ran off back to the ship holding the crystal carefully* Mewtwo: *Threw down K Rool who has been beaten up badly by the other villains* "You have something that belong to us. Now hand it over!" K Rool: *Took cover as I shiver in fear* Lucario: "I will never hand it over!" Super DK: Hey kitty cat! Mewtwo: "Never have I heard such insolence!" Super DK: I dunno what that word means but come check this out! *Turned around and bend over* Banana power poot!! *Shot out a yellow energy orb out of my butt* <POOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!!!!!!>

*Mewtwo got hit by the fart orb as he flew towards a huge rock and crashed into it*

Lucario: "Thanks DK." Super DK: Don't mention it. Now get going before he gets back!

*Lucario made it back in the great fox then mewtwo flew towards super DK and grabbed his neck and started choking it*

Mewtwo: "YOU!!! I will not be humiliated by the runt of the litter!! And now I'm going to teach you a painful lesson of respect!!" *Flew up into outer space with super DK* Lucario: No, please no! Not again! Super DK: *Grunts as I struggle to get out* You look pathetic. *Weak chuckles* Fox: What's going on?! Lucario: "Mewtwo! He has DK!" *Points up* Fox: Everyone to the star ship now! *Ran off* Lucario: "Wait!" *Still holding the coconut, looks to it then close my eyes to make a wish*

*The Coconut granted Lucario wish as it glowed then stopped. DK is back down safely and everyone escaped the planet including Russ and Dillon*

Super DK: Oh hey I'm back, I did say the crystal coconut was useful. Russ: Wait! Take us back! I can't just leave the planet, the grocks are still roaming around! Falco: Now isn't the time. If you two go back alone Mewtwo will capture you both without hesitation. Russ: But our home.. Dillon: *Is mad as I walk off to cool down* Lucario: *Gave DK the coconut* "I'm sorry.." *walks off to meditate* Mewtwo: "That's right, run you cowards." *Flew away back to the villain's battleship* K Rool: *Got out of hiding slowly then sighs* Man he don't play.. I have to get back to the island some how-_- Mewtwo: "K rool." K Rool: *Shrieks then ducks down* Don't hurt me again!!! Mewtwo: "I will do more than "hurt" you. Because if this happens again, I will not be as merciful last time." *Floats away* "Least you done something right, we're done here."

*The villains battleship flew out of the planet while the battle is still going on*

Badlands Warzone Part 2 / Giant Diamongrock Airship - Wild West C.O.W.-Boys of Moo Mesa (Arcade) - Stage 8

*The giant diamondgrock airship came out of the sky*

Peppy: Jeez louse what is that?! Russ: That's what I was trying to tell you! Krystal: Okay we'll help with this battle of yours! Tell us what to do! Russ: Go into the ship's core, it's how it's controlling all the grocks, though you'd have to break its outer shell to enter inside. Super DK: Leave that to super donkey kong! *Walks out of the great fox* Fox: DK you must save your energy. You can't use your super form constantly! Falco: Leave it to us this time. You get your rest. Super DK: Guys I'm fine really, I just need to blast the....the....

*All of a sudden donkey kong's super form vanished as DK slowly became dizzy*

DK: Whoooooa I don't feel so good....welp there I go! *Fell to the ground* Diddy: DK! Lucario: "We better take him inside." Diddy: Guys, I'm leaving everything in your hands now. Fox: Let's get going guys.

*All the star fox team flew into their arwings, dillon came back and went onto fox's arwing and went toward the giant diamondgrock battleship as it roars*

Fox: Remember, don't fall off. Dillon: *Nods* Falco: Whoa that thing is alive! Russ: *Through earpiece* Yeah, they all tend to be like that, just watch out for it's mouth. Falco: Got it. DK: *Laid in bed then tried to get out but still exhausted* No wait wait I'm not done...I'm not.... Diddy: Easy easy, just rest okay? Lucario: "You've done enough for one day. Now get some sleep" DK: Man.. I really want to help but this Super is preventing me.. Diddy: As do I but our lives also matter. *Laid besides DK to get some rest* Lucario: "Diddy kong is right. You must learn to conserve your energy and master at only transforming when you need to and not want to. The ancient kongs of the past gave you this transformation for a reason. You must also learn to use your inner chi wisely when fighting and if you have to, learn to improve your super kong form and gain more power to defeat stronger enemies. Remember that donkey kong." *Walks off* DK: *Groans annoyingly as I held my head then got an idea* oOoOO ^~^ Diddy: DK? I know that look. You're not using that coconut. DK: Oh come on... Diddy: That is taking a shortcut and you know it. We don't know if you'll grow unstable. DK: Fine.. I wonder how the others are doing. Diddy: Me too actually.

>>Meanwhile with Banjo Kazooie<<

Spyro: So wait...why did we come here again? Aku Aku: There is a gem located on this planet. Slippy gave me the location and we are not far from it. Spyro: Just making sure. Sparx: *Buzzes* Aku Aku: Yes I know this place might seem strange but it'll be worth it.

*Gruntilda Winkybunion's laughter echoes*

>>>>>

Fox: Me and dillon found it's weakspot. I'm going in! *Shoot the lasers from my arwing to destroy the entrance inside the diamondgrock airship*

Inside the Diamondgrock Ship/Serious Up - Wild Arms 3 OST 11 - Blood, Tears, and the Dried-Up Wasteland

Slippy: *Making sure the ship is stabled and raised the shields* All set prepare to fire through!

*Minutes later the ship finally gave out and exploded sending shockwaves out into space*

Slippy: Everyone hold on!! DK: Whoa! What was that?! Those shockwaves felt like the time when I destroyed my outhouse during sushi night. Diddy: *Laughs* You got that right. They must have taken out the ship.

The War is over/All is peaceful again - Wild Arms 3 OST 09 - Parting--Bonds--Setting Out

*The grocks stopped moving as the amiimal mercenaries cheered for their victory*

Boone: WOOOWEE!!! That oughta shut'em up! Gallo: For a bunch of offworlders they're not half-bad. Nomad: *Speaking squid* Gallo: I'll just say you agreed to what I said. Fox: Hope the others are okay. Slippy: They are. They just got the next gem and is on their way back now. Spyro: *Through earpiece* Hey guys, we're on our way. Fox: I know. Slippy told us. Spyro: It was too easy, I mean we found it at a birds nest and no one was- Gruntilda Winkybunion: You're not going anywhere! *Evil laughs* Spyro: Wait who are yo-

*There was nothing but static*

Fox: Spyro?! Spyro!

Time to Leave - Wild Arms 3 OST 19 - Walking into the Heart of the Sunset's Light

Russ: You guys really work well as a team ya know that? Gallo and Boone: For now. Boone: What are you guys gonna do now? Russ: Me and Dillon still have a job to do but we'll be back. Eventually, until everything is done. Fox: *Ran back to the others* Guys! Spyro is in trouble we have to get to them and fast! Krystal: What?! Falco: Russ, dillon! Get your furry butts back here, we gotta go! Russ: That's our cue. See you guys soon! *Ran back in the great fox with dillon* Boone: Later little guy! Dillon! Gallo: Happy trails!

*The great fox took off into space as soon as dillon and russ came back inside*

Diddy: Say fox? Fox: Yes diddy? Diddy: That fighting style from the smash bros tourney days...what was it? Fox: It was the fox style jeet kune do, learned it myself, why you ask? Diddy: I want to expand my fighting style because unlike donkey I want to adapt and learn new things. Fox: Is that so? Diddy: Yeah plus it's more my speed cause of my...hyperactive nature. Fox: Tell you what, after we rescue Spyro and everyone else I'll gladly teach you some fighting skills. Diddy: Thanks, I'd like that^^

Find out what happens next - Dragon Ball Z Episode Ending Theme

Narrator: Is this really the end of Spyro and crash, has that evil witch Gruntilda Winkybunion really got the better of the crossover team? No one knows for sure, but it seems that DK and his friends will have an answer to that question soon enough. But what of King K Rool and his other villains, have they looked up to Mewtwo instead of him, and will k rool manage to find the power he needed to restore his honor and his authority? Will the team be able to find the fruity gem as well? Find out on the next exciting episode of donkey kong z!

Next Episode/Last Episode - Dragon Ball Z ost - The Saga Continues

Narrator: Next time on donkey kong Z! DK and friends have arrived at Banjo's World at Spiral Mountain when Gruntilda Winkybunion came in to give the surprise attack, banjo saved the day and reunited with diddy kong after all these years but the conversation will have to cut short as they still need to find Spyro and crash who are being held captive by gruntilda herself along with Papaya, Lemon and Pineapple fruit gems into her possession, they must make their way to their lair and defeat gruntilda to save Spyro and crash. Will they succeed or will they fail? Find out on donkey kong Z!

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Do you remember this?

I came across an article that contained some things to remember about the "good old days" that I thought you might enjoy.

Things like all the girls had ugly gym uniforms; it took five minutes for the TV to warm up; nobody owned a purebred dog; nylon stockings came in two pieces; the male teachers wore neckties, and the female teachers had their hair done and wore high heels; you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked, gas pumped; you didn't have to pay for air, and you even got trading stamps; you got green trading stamps at the grocery store; laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes or towels in the box; margarine came in colorful, reusable bowls or tumblers; no one asked where the car keys were because they were in the ignition, and the doors were never locked; stuff from the store didn't have safety caps and seals because no one tried to poison you; there weren't any drive-by shootings, drugs or getting double-teamed by gangs; everyone owned a hula hoop; we ate Kool-Aid powder with sugar, candy cigarettes, and wax Coke-shaped bottles with colored sugar water inside; restaurants had tableside jukeboxes (remember Todd's Cafe?); we had newsreels and cartoons before movies at the showhouse; we got hot toddy, popcorn and hot dogs at the drive-in movie; we used washtub hand wringers; 15 cent hamburgers (remember Sandy's in Great Falls?); we had penny candy; gas cost 35 cents a gallon; and having a weapon in school meant getting caught with a slingshot or a bean shooter or water balloons; and it was good if you could afford to buy presto-logs, then you didn't have to saw and chop wood. Ho, remember eating raw potatoes with salt for a snack?

Whenever I get to town, I meet people in the post office, at the store, hospital or casino and we stop and visit about the good old days. People tell me they read my articles with their family and they tell their children and grandchildren about their life experiences and the kids say. "Was that really how it was long, long time ago?"

I've met a few teachers when I pick up my grandson and they've told me that they read my article in class and discuss it. It makes me feel good that there are so many readers that enjoy my articles and can relate to them. What's even better is that people are starting to tell stories to their own families and the kids get excited to read the Glacier Reporter to read my stories. I really encourage people to write some articles to share their stories, too. And, no, you don't have to be a professional writer.

One of the bloggers asked me if I was a real writer or just someone who has become excited because I've had published articles in the Glacier Reporter. I was questioned at length about my previous writing experiences and what kind of education I have and how long I've been writing. The "writer" also stated it was tougher when you get right down to the real meat of writing and when I arrived there, that is when the work begins.

As I've said before, I started writing articles because I wanted to share some of my stories. I enjoy writing, and I hope you enjoy what I write. In one issue of the Glacier Reporter, Mrs. Rosie (Mountain Chief) Vandenberg wrote a very interesting story about her family, the descendents of one of our chiefs, "Mountain Chief." I thoroughly enjoyed hearing from one of our elders who had a rich heritage. I didn't question grammar or her writing skill although Mrs. Vandenberg was very articulate. I wish and hope that more people, especially our elders, will write articles to enlighten and enhance our knowledge about their personal life experiences of the good old days.

My mom, dad and my uncles, aunts and grandparents used to always tell us stories about how it was when they were young. In the evenings we would sit around the table as my dad told us about WWII, being at the mission and working at the smelter, working at Great Falls, going to radio school, picking fruit and hops in Washington and about his friends, Fred DesRosier, Stanley Guardipee and other family members and friends. My mom would tell us stories about living at Blackfoot, being raised by her grandma Mary Kipp (who didn't speak English), raising her brother, Mon, and going to boarding school. And, of course, we really liked to hear them talk about when they first got married.

My grandmothers used to tell us really old time stories about when they were young. My uncles and aunts would tell us some really crazy stories. Sometimes the storytelling would last late into the night, and sometimes we all sat around a kerosene lamp at the table. It was pretty scary when we had to go out to use the outside toilet when they were telling us ghost stories. I remember one elder in particular, Mrs. Sarah Hall, who could really tell some scary ghost stories. Ho, me and my sister would be so scared, we would wait until daylight to walk home.

I only wished I would have written down all of those stories or tape recorded them. So, now, I try to put my stories in writing for my family. I have a lot of crazy stories about myself, family and friends, but some are too crazy to put in the paper, but I have a book I'm writing. Hopefully, I'll have a best seller and become a millionaire. Hah-A, wishful thinking.

Last week I forgot to mention my nephew, Leo James Rattler, Joe's son, who is also a veteran. He is in the National Guard and is currently at Bozeman going to school.

This week I wanted to talk about people with disabilities. I've had a disability since 1977 when I shattered my knee, but it hasn't been until recently that I can't walk without using my crutches, a cane or when I have to use a walker at home when I'm in severe pain. I also have severe nerve pain in my back, hips and legs and, geez, it's hard to get around.

I would like to promote recognition of people with disabilities. It's sad to see people who don't have disabilities parking in "disability parking" areas. I just wish people would be a little more considerate. Sometimes I can't park in the designated areas because someone without a disability hanger or plates is parked there. You wouldn't believe how hard it is when you are on crutches or for some people in wheelchairs to park close to buildings, even the elderly.

Almost all of the stores have designated areas, as well as the hospital, schools and the casino, but nobody monitors to check for people illegally parking. The signs state there is a $100 fine. I wouldn't want anyone to be fined; I just hope people will be more courteous and that the parking will be monitored, especially at the hospital and Town Pump.

I've also talked to a couple of the pharmacy aides and one of the pharmacists about providing a seating area for people who can't stand in line because they are elders, disabled or too sick. I recommended that they put up a partition with a seating area to sit in line or that they have a sign-up sheet or assign numbers.

Personally, it's just too darn hard standing in line for a half hour to pick up meds. If you have nerve pain, then you know what I'm talking about. Also there is a law that states all public places must provide "reasonable accommodations" for persons with disabilities. I'm not sure if this applies to the reservation, but it should. I wish there were seating areas in all public places for people to sit and rest if they need to (like at the hospital pharmacy, IGA and the bank, to name a few). Oh well, this is probably wishful thinking, but I hope things change for the better.

Okay, it's time for me to close. I hope this finds you in the best of spirits. Time to start making those homemade Christmas presents or putting things on layaway! I and my grandson, William Yellow Owl, (my right-hand man, who helps me at home, checks my blood sugar, checks my mail, pays my bills, hauls in wood and who likes to tell stories, too) have been thinking of ideas.

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Overwatch Soulmate AU

Characters: Hanzo, McCree, Zenyatta and Sombra Hanzo (credit to LukeLemon_art)

Soulmate AU: Timer Hanzo had never truly be fond of the idea of soulmates after Genji’s death. As a kid, all he ever seemed to do when he was bored would be to watch the timer on his wrist countdown. Now a days he uses his glove and some of his clothes to cover his timer. Hanzo hates to be reminded of it, hence why he avoids Tracer and a lot of the younger overwatch staff who pester him about it. One day while he was out working, he spotted a shiny metal bracelet. Someone was stuck under some debris that had fallen over on top of them. Hanzo used his muscles to lift off the debris and picked up the person who laid unconscious but thankfully still breathing. Hanzo immediately took them to Angela who was able to heal up their wounds quickly but they would still be unconscious for some time according to Angela. Hanzo had to leave after a bit but he still felt concerned and nervous about them. There was something that drew Hanzo to them. Angela told Hanzo they would have to bring the person they found back to the base to watch over them since the hospital was so full and they didn’t have any phone or anything you could use to ID the person or anyone who might know them. Hanzo simply nodded and headed back to the ship, deciding to sit beside Angela and the person instead of alone like her normally would. Hanzo didn’t realize that they were his soulmate until he got back to the base and went to change into more casual clothes and take a shower. He noticed his timer was at zero all across the board and a new piece under it with a date and time. The time he had saw the unconscious person at. Hanzo quickly threw on his clothes and headed to the medical bay where he sat until he saw them wake up. “Hello. My name is Hanzo.” McCree (Credit to Leoz ETM on ArtStation)

Soulmate AU: Matching Tattoos/Symbols McCree had always had a white skull tattoo with pink eyes on his shoulder since he was a kid. He thought it was kinda cute in all honesty but it was hard to see people’s shoulders unless you were at the beach because most tops obscured the view. Even though he wore his with pride, he wasn’t all that considered about finding his soulmate right at the moment because right now he was in a pretty heavy fire standoff with the deadlock gang and Ashe. His scarf and clothes covered his shoulder at the moment. You were just a simple waitress at the route 66 diner which soon seemed to be laced with the sounds of heavy fire gunshots right outside the door. Despite trying your best to duck in hide, someone still got you right in the shoulder where your soulmate tattoo was. Once the gunfire stopped, you forced yourself to stand, still heavily bleeding as you shout for help from anybody and soon enough. The cowboy you were hosting comes waltzing back in. He noticed you bleeding and quickly hopped over the counter and took his scarf off, revealing his own tattoo. You didn’t notice right now, too scared for your life and distracted by your aching arm. McCree rolled up your sleeve quickly and used his scarf to wrap around your wound which was right above your own tattoo. He only said anything about it after once you weren’t bleeding as much. “Well I’ll be damned. The names Jesse McCree darling.” Zenyatta (Credit to Asteltainn on Instagram)

Soulmate AU: Unique numbers Zenyatta was very clueless about soulmates and what it meant to have one before he had meet Genji who taught him more about soulmates. Zenyatta was utterly fascinated about soulmates and having one himself. Zenyatta’s number was 421378912. Once he had begun to explore the world, some with Genji and some by himself, he learned even more about soulmates. You lived in a small village in rural Japan called Usiga. You and your family worked the hard lands, farming and caring for livestock. It was a tough job but you had found peace and content with this type of work, knowing you could provide for your family and for others like your own with fresh and affordable locally farmed food. One day on your trip to the local farmers market where you and your family sold veggies, fruits, and meats, you meet a wonderful omnic called Zenyatta. You both got to talking and soon shared your numbers with one another. “I am glad to see we are compatible.” Sombra (Credit it to dikatsuu)

Soulmate AU: Names Ever since Sombra had to provide for herself she has been looking for you but you were elusive, evasive. You knew how to hide and Sombra liked the challenge. As you two grew older, Sombra was able to learn more about you, find you but still you seemed one step ahead of her. You knew someone was out for you but who? You stole from a lot of fancy white rich people. It could be any of them. One night you decide to take a break, buy a room at the local motel and head over to a local bar nearby. This time, Sombra was a step ahead. When you two locked eyes as soon as you entered the bar, you figured it would be useless to run. Sombra seemed a bit disappointed but happy to finally see you in person. She bought you a drink before starting the conversation. “You are so much prettier in person. Sombra.”

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arashikitten · 3 years

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Monkie Kid Soulmate Au

Thank you, MKD, for helping me create this monstrosity.

I noticed there weren’t any soulmate au’s for Monkie Kid yet so I decided to make one Myself!

In this au, there are three types of soulmate a person can have: the typical romantic soulmate, platonic soulmate (i.e. best friends, family, things of that nature), and enemy soulmates (rivals, nemesis, mortal enemies, things along that line). People can have multiple soulmates, and in fact it is very common for people to have three or more at any given point! It is also possible for someone to have only one or two types of soulmate: for example, someone who is asexual might only have platonic soulmates and/or enemy soulmates.

As for how one identifies their soulmate, a small mark/symbol will appear on the wrist, palm, or back of the person a year before they meet their soulmate in person, at which point the mark will take on color. The placement of the marks often determines the type of bond: a mark on the palm indicates a romantic bond, on the wrist indicates a platonic bond, and on the back indicates an enemy bond (that being said, there have been instances where this rule does not apply).

Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get into the meat of this au!

Red Son is born with two soulmarks: A stylized, cartoon bull head, and a large, red and gold fan. They both appear on his back, and from a young age, he tries to ignore the possibility that his own parents may one day become his worst enemies. He grows up very close to DBK and Iron fan: he wants desperately to maintain a good relationship with them, and he ends up cutting off any sort of interaction with anyone else.

DBK gets sealed under the mountain, and Red’s world shatters. Both he and Iron fan grieve for a long time, and Red Son now feels even more alone.

So, he starts attempting to free his father from his prison under the mountain.

Fast forward about 300 years, to when MK is born without a single mark. He grows up and for ten years, his palms, wrists and back remain blank.

Then, about a month after his tenth birthday, a small, grey dragon appears, wrapped around his wrist, along with a grey cartoon pig wearing a chef’s hat (Pigsy) and a small cicada (Mr. Tang).

Six months later, MK gets kicked out of his home, living on the streets for five months until, late one night, Pigsy finds him in the alleyway next to the noodle shop (The small stylized monkey face on Pigsy’s wrist glows with color. He and Tang adopt Mk two weeks later.).

Mei walks into the shop about a month later, while Tang is telling MK a story from Journey to the West. All three of the soul marks on her wrist light up, and she and Mk become best friends over a game of Monkey mech.

Six years later, Red Son wakes up with a grey, stylized Monkey face on his palm, and a small dragon wrapped around his left wrist. He despises them both; he begins wearing finger-less gloves, if only so that he doesn’t have to see the grinning face of the Demon who sealed his father away staring up at him every day. Besides, he doesn’t need other soul mates: Once his father is free, Red Son’s family will be whole again, and they will rule the world with an iron fist (Note that at this point, Red is in complete denial that DBK and Iron fan could be his enemies: the fact that their marks showed up on his back indicates that they will become his worst enemies, so Red has spent his entire life trying desperately to ensure that doesn’t happen.). (He still fails in the end)

Mei and Mk both wake up that same morning with a new soulmark: A small, stylized flame that appears on Mk’s palm and on Mei’s wrist. They both gush to each other about it over a bowl of noodles, Mei is excited to get a new bestie while Mk is freaking out over the fact that he may have a boyfriend/girlfriend in a years time (Note: I 100% headcanon Mk as both gay and trans: but I like to think he struggled a bit more with his sexuality. At this point, Mk is still questioning it a bit, but by the time the events of episode one roll around, he’s pretty sure of his identity. Mei is ace, Red Son is Bi, Pigsy is Pan, and Mr. Tang is gay.). Mk also gains a small peach on his right wrist, and he and Mei speculate as to why only Mk got a second mark (Way up on Flower Fruit Mountain, Sun Wukong gains a new soul mark for the first time in 400 years. This prompts him to begin looking into possibly getting a successor).

Mei, Mk, Pigsy, and Mr. Tang also get two marks on their backs: a demon head and an iron fan. Mk and Mr. Tang, upon seeing what exactly the marks are, absolutely freak out. They both firmly believe that the marks represent DBK and Princess Iron fan, and the implication that two very powerful demons might be going after them in a year’s time is more than enough to scare the two. Pigsy and Mei are a bit more skeptical, citing that DBK and Iron fan are just myths, and even if they weren’t, DBK would still be trapped under the mountain by the Monkey King’s staff.

This only freaks the other two out more, as that carries the implication that DBK will be free to wreak havoc on the world in a year’s time. So, MK and Mr. Tang begin to delve even deeper into the lore surrounding DBK and Sun Wukong, desperately trying to prepare just in case (Sun Wukong actually happens to overhear one of these study sessions while he’s out searching for a successor, and is impressed by Mk’s knowledge of him. He decides to keep an eye on the kid, and eventually makes the choice to make him his successor.).

As the year progresses, MK gets three new enemy marks:a dark grey spider on his shoulder (It scares the hell out of MK the first time he sees it, and he smacks it multiple times before realizing that it’s not an actual spider. He then proceeds to panic even more when he realizes it’s a soulmark.), a more menacing version of Mk’s own soul mark that appears on his lower back (three guesses as to who that one belongs to), and finally, a pale grey skull right in the middle of Mk’s shoulder blades, larger than any other soulmark so far. With each new enemy mark, Mk becomes more and more nervous: Just what will happen to give him so many enemies?

Meanwhile, Red Son gains only one new mark: the same pale grey skull, right in between the fan and the bull head. This one worries Red Son the most: while he has never actually seen the white bone spirit, he’s heard several disturbing horror stories over the years, and the idea of becoming allies or gods forbid, enemies with the cruel creature makes the fire demon nervous.

Then, we get to the pilot. Red frees his father, MK gets the staff, and the chase across the city ensues. Red returns to the lair empty handed and bruised. He heads to his room to patch up, when he notices a small flare of bright, emerald green on his wrist. Pulling off the finger-less gloves, Red Son sees that the dragon is now a bright, glowing green. The mark on his palm has also taken on a color, bright reds mixing with vibrant golds as the colored monkey mark on his palm smiles up at him.

That’s when it clicks: The only two people he’d encountered today, aside from his mother and father, are the Noodle Boy and the mysterious person on the bike.

Red Son furiously vows that he will never, ever side with the Noodle boy, even if it kills him, and he will remain steadfastly loyal to his mother and father (From then on, he takes extra care to hide his palms and wrists from his parents, out of the intense fear that they will cast him out if they learn of who exactly the marks represent.) (it doesn’t work).

Meanwhile, Mk is freaking the fuck out. He can wield the Monkey King’s staff, he just saw one of the most powerful demons get freed from a 300+ year prison, confirming his theory that DBK and Iron fan are the two marks on his shoulder blades (Both of which, Mk notes, gained color that day, further confirming that they relate to DBK and Iron fan.), he got chased all over town by Red Son (who Mk recognizes from the myths), and to top it all off, the flame mark on his palm turned a bright, royal blue sometime between him leaving to deliver noodles, and him getting back to the shop, and the only other person that Mk encountered during that time that even remotely fits the mark is, you guessed it, Red Son.

Mk relays all of this to the gang, at which point Mei notices that the flame on her wrist has also turned bright blue, providing even further confirmation. Mk is very much bummed out by this, because out of all the people that could’ve been the fire on his palm, of course it had to be the demon who attempted to kill him.

Still, Mk pushes that to the side in favor of focusing on finding the Monkey King.

The pilot continues much in the same way as in canon, with one notable exception: When Iron Fan shows up on the gang’s way to Flower Fruit mountain, she sees the small blue flame on MK’s palm. Putting two and two together, she realizes that her son is soulbound to MK, and that this bond may eventually cause Red to turn on his parents, which is why Iron Fan and DBK begin to push him away in later episodes.

After that, things resume canon again: MK survives and gets to Flower Fruit Mountain, Wukong tells him that he chose Mk to be his successor (Which is when the peach mark on MK wrist gains color, and Mk proceeds to lose his entire shit over the fact that holy fuck, he’s soul bonded to Sun freaking Wukong. Wukong finds this both utterly hilarious and a little bit adorable.), the big fight between DBK and Mk happens, yada yada yada. The day is saved, and Mk goes home with his newfound powers.

Episode one is where we begin to see more long-term changes. By this point, both DBK and Iron fan know that their son is bound to the little thief, most likely romantically, and that their own blue flame mark is located on their backs, implying that Red Son will most likely turn against them in the near future. So, they start to distance themselves from him.

They send Red to take control of the weather station and defeat MK, something that both of them know will end in failure. Red Son is oblivious to this (not really) and gladly takes on the task, desperate to prove himself. And t first, it seems that Red is actually successful!

...Before Mk comes back with a new grip on his powers and absolutely destroys Red Son.

Red Son goes back to the lair, sparks still flying off of him, and on his way to his room, he overhears quiet conversation between his parents.

Curious, he quietly listens in, and finds out that not only do his parents know about the mark on his palm (How??? How did they find out???), but they are also planning on a way to get him “out of the picture”.

Red Son absolutely panics at this revelation, and begins to spiral into waves of self-loathing and intense anxiety. Now he is desperate to remain on his parent’s good side by any means necessary, and so he buries himself in plans and research on powerful artifacts that he can steal for his father.

While that’s going on, Mk meets the spider queen (The Spider on his shoulder becomes purple and green, and Mk spends three hours scrubbing at it in the shower that night), the whole clone thing happens, Mei gets her sword, and the calabash incident goes down (the main difference here is that when Mk hears that Red Son was also sealed away with his parents, Mk feels inexplicably upset about it: as much as he dislikes the fire demon, there’s still a small part of him that desperately wants them to be friends.). At this point, both Mk and Mei have kinda just accepted that the blue flame mark exists, and they don’t pay it too much attention, even if Mk kinda wants to know more about the hotheaded fire demon.

Then the race rolls around. At this point, Red is a nervous, paranoid wreck, his self esteem (which really wasn’t all that great to begin with) is deteriorating at a frightening speed, and he is desperate for a chance to prove to his parents that he is loyal, that he’s not worthless.

So when he hears that the winner of this year’s great wall race will receive a peach of immortality, he rushes to apply for it. He excitedly tells Iron Fan, fervently hoping that she’ll at least listen to him, only to be crushed when she dismisses him out of hand, saying that even if the peaches could do anything for them, it wouldn’t change all of Red Son’s failures in the past. Red Son, disheartened, still joins the race, and is absolutely furious when he sees that both Mk and Mei (When Red found out that she’s a descendant of one of the great dragons, he started calling her “Horse Girl” under the assumption that the dragon she is descended from was the dragon horse from Journey to the West) also entered. He starts arguing and bantering with them, and for just a moment, Red feels... content. Not happy, per se, but the constant anxiety and paranoia begins to lessen for a moment.

Then DBK and Iron fan show up, and Red Son goes silent. His back goes rigid, and his eyes glaze over a bit. Mei and Mk both take notice of the Fire demon’s sudden change in demeanor, and even though they still both think he’s a bit of a prick, they can’t help but be a bit concerned.

Mk is actually about to say something to Red when Jin and Yin hijack the commentator’s box, and the race starts.

The race goes mostly the same as in canon, with the main exeptions being that Red is far quieter and more focused, and Iron Fan’s taunts are much crueller and more demeaning.

Mei and Mk win, with Red Son getting second place. Instead of attempting to steal the peach trophy, Red Son just... watches them, looking almost broken as he watches the two celebrate. Mk, noticing the strange behavior, reaches out to ask if Red is ok (The reaction the fire demon had to his parents showing up set off all sorts of alarms in Mk’s head, because that had been exactly how he reacted back when he still lived with his parents.), only to be interrupted by DBK’s reemergence from the mountain.

Iron fan tells Red Son that they are leaving, and Mk immediately picks up on what’s going on. He calls out to Red just before Iron Fan’s winds whisk him away, and terrified look that the fire demon sends him confirms Mk’s suspicions.

That night, Mk comes up with a plan: He’s gonna get Red Son away from his parents, or die trying. The only other person who knows at first, is Mei: She also has Red Son’s soul mark, and while she’s not as keen on the fire demon as Mk is, she still doesn’t want him to have to deal with abusive parents.

While Mk is doing that, DBK and Iron Fan have fully leaned into the enemy role, disowning Red Son and keeping him locked away in the lair. Red just breaks down at this, and begins refusing to eat or move. All that time that he’d spent, desperately trying to maintain some sort of good relationship with his parents, for nothing. The only people that he could count on turned against him, and that loneliness hits him like a freight train.

The only thing that brings him comfort, oddly enough, are the soul marks on his left palm and wrist: he takes to rubbing them whenever he feels particularly bad. By now, his feelings toward Mk and Mei are much closer to something positive: they both seemed concerned about him after the race, and where that might’ve pissed him off a few months earlier, now it comforts him with the knowledge that at least someone out there gives a damn.

We get to episode 8, when Mk gets the skeleton key. Instead of Red Son being the one to steal the key, Iron fan is the one to do it, and she reveals her master plan:

She and DBK plan on releasing the White Bone Spirit from it’s prison, in order for it to possess Red Son so that both will be fully under their control.

Iron Fan gets away with the key, the White Bone Spirit possesses Red Son, and DBK and Iron Fan use him to wreck the entire city.

Mei and Mk do their best to avoid fighting Red Son: it feels so wrong every time they do clash, because they both know it’s not Red Son, they know he’s not the one in control, but it still hurts that they couldn’t get him out in time, that one of their soulmates is suffering like this.

The final straw comes a week after the initial possession.

Mk is forced to fight a possessed Red son to protect a badly injured Pigsy. Mk begs for Red to fight back, to break free, knowing that the continued possession is taking a toll on the demon’s body. Mei joins him, insisting that Red is stronger than this, that he needs to think about the people that care about him.

That is enough to allow Red to break through, just for a moment.

He steps back, tears streaming from his eyes as he brokenly whispers that if even his own parents can’t be bothered to care about someone as weak, as broken as he is, then who the hell would? Mei and Mk hate him, his parents disowned him, and it’s not like he really interacts with anyone else.

He is immediately taken by surprise when the two teens blurt out that even though they might’ve started out on opposite sides, that they never fully hated him. Mk in particular says that they were actually worried about Red Son after the race, that they were planning on getting him out before Iron fan stole the skeleton key, that they were still planning on helping him escape, that they really, actually care.

Red Son finally breaks free, and Mk seals the White Bone spirit away again. Mei and Mk beat the absolute crap out of DBK and Iron Fan, who end up escaping again.

They take Red to one of the few remaining hospitals, so he can recover from his possession, and they make sure to get him some serious therapy while they’re at it.

Red Son wakes up two days later to see Mei and Mk sitting by his hospital bed on either side of him, and they give him a warm smile when they see that he’s awake.

He cries for a bit as he realizes that it’s over. He’s free now, even if he doesn’t have anywhere to go anymore, and there are two people in the world who keep that blue flame close to their chest instead of turning their backs.

For the first time in over a year, Red doesn’t hide the marks on his wrist and palms.

After all, why should he from the ones who care for him the most?

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deafeninggardenerpanda · 3 years

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Kirby and his friends vigorously climbed into the small boat. King Dedede, crammed into a small seat, immediately after departure, was incessantly complaining.

“Hey fuzzball, give me some space,” the king shouted to Rick, who was sitting right next to him, “it’s too hot in here!!”

In spite of the complaining, Rick, full of determination, didn’t flinch in the slightest.

“What? Who’re you calling fuzzy? My fur is known for being the shiniest in the Rainbow Islands!”

“I don’t care. Anywho, it’s way too hot in these small, cramped seats. Meta Knight, couldn’t you have prepared a ship that was just a little bit bigger?”

“The size of a small boat has its perks,” Meta Knight coolly answered, sitting in the spacious cockpit, “it’s more difficult for your enemies to spot you because you are able to move more quickly, which is very important. Actually, this small boat was made as a three-seater.”

Meta Knight looked back at the seats behind him. Behind the captain’s seat, there were only two seats. Since King Dedede, Kirby, Rick, Kine, Coo, and Pirka were seated there, they were, of course, cramped together.

“You’ve got seven people sitting in a small three-seater boat!” King Dedede said, seemingly-fed up. “Rick, Kine, Coo! You guys keep squishing the rest of us. I’m enough to take out the bad guy-”

Rick shook his head.

“Not a chance! This is a problem dealing with the Rainbow Islands. Thanks for coming to help us, but we’re not just gonna stand around while you do all the work!”

“....................”

Kine shook his dorsal fin to express agreement. He couldn’t talk because he was holding Kirby in his mouth. For the sake of having more space, Kirby fit inside his large mouth.

“Humph, you two are acting all self-important,” King Dedede said with a sour look, “but you just wanna show off to your wife and girlfriend anyway. I can see right through you.”

“Wh-What did you just say!?”

Having apparently been right on the mark, Rick waved his limbs around in confusion.

“Th-That’s not what we’re trying to do!! At this point, even if we were, Pick already knows how good I look!”

“...................!!!”

Kine shook his dorsal fin, sitting. As Kine was unable to say anything, Kirby spoke instead:

“It doesn’t matter what they’re doing this for! The more the merrier. Eating and playing are way more fun when you do it with others!”

“For goodness sake, we’re not going there to play,” Coo said, exasperated. He was resting on top of Kine’s head. “We’re going there to catch the evildoer above the clouds. We mustn’t be so careless.”

“Um, I agree,” Pirka said, calling out to Kirby and the others, “there’s only one enemy to face, but it is very strong, to a barbarous extent. Everyone, please be careful not to get hurt.”

“We’ll be fine, it’ll all be fine!” Kirby said in a happy-go-lucky voice.

“We are going to arrive soon,” Meta Knight said, still sitting in the cockpit, “There’s a chance that the enemy that attacked Pirka will suddenly attack us as well.”

“Everyone, be careful.”

“Got it!” the group said together. Before long, the small boat steadily flew above the clouds. At last, the group had arrived at the world above the clouds, with Meta Knight standing at the lead as they got down. Though it only looked like a small cloud from the ground, as they tried to get down, it was so spacious they could not see the edge.

“Where’s the bad guy?” Rick asked as he looked around the place. “Things seem peaceful here, but-”

“Mm- mGYAAAAA!!” Kine screamed in an odd voice, spitting Kirby out of his mouth. Kirby was sent rolling. When he stopped, he looked back at Kine and complained:

“Jeez, Kine!! You could’ve warned me before you spat me out!!”

Rick laughed.

“There’s no way he would’ve been able to say anything to warn you, y’know? You were in his mouth, after all.”

“Oh, really?”

“It’s true~!”, Kine said, happy that his mouth was finally free, “hey, where’s that nice smell coming from?”

“A smell?”

Kirby stood up on the tips of his feet and tried to smell the air.

“What kind of smell? Cake? Or meat? Spaghetti? Ramen?”

“Nothing like that. Way, way better... It’s the smell of water!” Kine said, wiggling his tail fin.

“Water?”

Rick’s small nose twitched. He shook his head.

“But I don’t smell anything.”

“I understand. Follow me~!”

Kine proceeded glidingly, as if he were swimming in the air.

“Kine, you’re right,” Pirka said, “the lake is in that direction.”

She spread her wings and lightly flew. As the group chased after Kine, Meta Knight asked:

“Pirka, tell me about the dangerous creature that attacked you. What was it like?”

“Very creepy-looking.”

Pirka’s voice trembled.

“It was round, about the same size as Kirby. Its body was dark blue. It didn’t have any arms or legs, and it attacked by using its long tongue to lick me. I didn’t understand where it was looking, but it had a strange look in its eyes… It was truly terrifying.”

“That sounds really scary~!”

Kine trembled.

“It was round, dark blue, with no limbs, long tongue… strange creature,” Rick muttered with a serious look on his face, “who was it?”

“Round, dark blue,” Kirby pondered, “licking… licking… huh? What? Wait a sec!”

Kirby, having come to a sudden realization, was dumbfounded. At the same time, Coo realized.

“That creature, perhaps-”

“There it is!” Pirka shouted. “Look, it’s the lake!”

A large lake was laid out ahead. On the shore, there was a large tree growing, bearing dull purple fruits. It was an unlikely scene above the clouds. Kine cheered:

“Hurray, clean water! It looks so good~!” Immediately, Kine jumped into the lake, but, suddenly, something moved to stop him. Kine stared in awe.

“Huh? Over there, could it be…”

Before Kine’s eyes, a strange creature stood. Its body was round and dark blue. It had no limbs, and swung its long tongue left and right. It bounced up and down, as if it were playing.

“Eek!” Pirka shrieked. “That’s it! The creature! Everyone, be careful!”

“I knew it,” Kirby said, taken aback, “that’s Gooey! The weird creature Pirka told us about was Gooey!”

“He’s right!” Rick said, also astonished, “What's someone like Gooey doing in a place like this?”

Pirka, turning pale, stared at Kirby and the others.

“Kirby, everyone, do you, by any chance, know it...?”

“Yeah. He’s a friend!”

“No way!”

Pirka backed away from them, seeming horrified.

“Pirka,” Rick said, “there’s no need to be scared. Gooey’s not evil. I don’t know what you’re thinking, but he’s a fun guy.”

“But he attacked me!”

“Nuh-uh,” Kirby said, “I bet Gooey just wanted to play with you!”

“That’s not the case. He attacked me with that long tongue of his. Moreover… look!”

Pirka pointed at the lake.

“See those piled-up stones over there? He put them there!”

Exactly as Pirka said, there were stones piled up in one part of the lake.

“The water of this lake has a mechanism of falling from there to the ground below. However, by piling up those stones, he dammed up the water, causing it to stop raining!”

Rick shook his head.

“This has to be a misunderstanding! There’s no way Gooey would do something like that!”

“But-”

“Anyways,” Kirby interjected, “let’s hear what Gooey has to say about this! HEY, GOOEY!!!”

Kirby shouted in a loud voice, waving his arms. Noticing Kirby’s voice, Gooey started to approach the group. Pirka hid behind Kirby as she trembled.

“He’s coming this way!! Be careful, Kirby!! He’s going to attack you with his tongue!!”

“It’ll be fiiiiine!”

However, it was at that moment that Gooey stopped, then turned to face Kirby. Then, suddenly, Gooey stretched out his tongue and attacked!

“WHA-?!”

Kirby was confused.

However, Pirka, who had been quivering behind Kirby, couldn’t dodge it in time. Whipped by Gooey’s tongue, Pirka was knocked down.

“EEEEEEEEEEEK!!!”

Pirka had been sent flying in the air, then fell down on her back.

“What are you doing?!”

Now with a shocked expression, King Dedede, grasping his hammer, charged toward Gooey.

“You must’ve gone mad, you googly-eyed blob!! Why would you do such a thing!?”

The king jumped at Gooey and swung his hammer. Gooey dodged the attack with ease, then, once again, stretched out his tongue, not at king Dedede, but instead at Pirka, who had collapsed.

“Danger!”

In the nick of time, Meta Knight picked up Pirka and jumped out of the way.

“Gooey, stop!!” Rick screamed. “Why are you doing this?!”

However, Gooey wouldn’t respond.

“He’s after Pirka~!” Kine said, shaking his dorsal fin. “But why?”

“Maybe it’s because I tried to destroy the stones,” Pirka said, breathing heavily, “that must be why he hates me so much!”

“No way, Gooey would never-”

However, not seeming to care for what anyone had to say, Gooey kept attacking. Once again, he stretched out his tongue and tried to attack Pirka.

“He doesn’t seem to be listening,” Meta Knight yelled, covering Pirka with his cape, “if this continues, I’ll just fight. Kirby, Dedede, are you two ready?”

“Of course!”

King Dedede clutched his hammer, full of rage. However, Kirby could not be ready. Gooey was one of his best friends.

“I don’t wanna fight!!” Kirby said earnestly. “This isn’t normal!! Gooey just wants to play, no doubt!!”

However, as if to ridicule Kirby, Gooey’s attacks grew more intense.

“That is what you consider ‘play?’ Get a grip, Kirby!” Meta Knight yelled. Kirby could no longer say anything. There was no way Gooey’s behavior was meant to be playful.

“Gooey!! What’s going on?! Tell me!! Why are you doing this?!”

Gooey wouldn’t answer Kirby’s questions. For some reason, he didn't seem to care. Without a word, he simply turned to hostility. At that point, Kirby had no choice but to give up.

“Let’s get out of here!” Kirby screamed, turning away from Gooey.

“Get out of here?” Rick asked with a surprised voice. “This isn’t a joke, Kirby. We need to work together to stop Gooey!”

It was exactly as Rick said: Gooey was all by himself. If Kirby and his friends got serious, they would be able to defeat him. That’s why Kirby didn’t want to fight. Kirby didn’t want to gang up on Gooey with the others and attack him, or anything of the sort.

“I’m running away!”

Kirby grabbed Pirka by the hand and started to run.

“Everyone, follow Kirby,” Coo shouted, flapping his wings on a grand scale, “now is not the time to fight!”

“Why!?”

Rick glared at Coo, appearing irritated.

“If we fight, we can win!”

“Our goal isn’t to win. Gooey has simply lost his mind. Nothing will come of attacking him!”

“If that’s the case, then I’ll knock his senses back into him with my hammer!” King Dedede yelled, filled with fighting spirit. Meta Knight, with his treasured sword Galaxia, was about to slash Gooey at any moment. Coo raised his voice:

“Stop it! If we fight, we’re going to get hurt. Not only that, but this has left us utterly distant from Gooey! Our friendship with him has been torn!”

Kine, hearing this, panicked.

“Distant?! Does that mean we might not be friends with Gooey anymore?! I don’t want that at all~!”

“Therefore, we should get going!”

Rick and Kine nodded their heads. Meta Knight lowered his sword. King Dedede, reluctantly, lowered his hammer. They all turned their backs on Gooey and started running.

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