#waddle dee will always be part of our lives

[deafeninggardenerpanda]

This was Diamond Town. It was a small town surrounded by huge diamond mines and filled with diamonds dug out of said mine. It was also divided into two areas. The center was the "Town of Light" where aristocratic mansions were lined up. Surrounding it was the "Town of Wind" where ordinary, but cheerful residents lived. Kirby, Waddle Dee, and President Dedede were residents of the Town of Wind.

Kirby's home was a room in an apartment where no one lived. He was secretly living in a building that would soon be torn down. It was a rundown apartment, but Kirby loved it. The first reason was the the window. The window was partially broken, so it was well ventilated. Second, even if he sang as loud as he could, no one would get angry. The third thing was that a small airplane could be parked on the roof of the building. Kirby was very good at flying airplanes. He enjoyed carrying his luggage, taking an airplane, and going on an adventure to a distant city. 

Dedede, the president of a nearby factory, was his airplane racing rival. The maneuvering skill of President Dedede was not bad, but he was not as good as Kirby. In the race yesterday, Kirby brilliantly achieved a hundred consecutive victories against him. 

Even though the sun was high in the sky, Kirby was sleeping comfortably. A wooden apple crate placed near the window acted as his bed. In his dream, Kirby was boarding an airplane and flying around the sky. 

" ... Let’s ... do it ...  Somersault ...! " he said sleepily. The front door opened and Kirby's friend, Waddle Dee, jumped in.

"Good morning, Kirby! Hey, get up. Big news!" Waddle Dee gently woke Kirby. He rubbed his eyes and got up, still half-asleep. 

"Hmm ...? Ah, good morning, Waddle Dee. Breakfast, I'll have it ... "

"Yes, yes, finish up," Waddle Dee took a sandwich out of his pouch and handed it to Kirby. He always carried food with him for his gluttonous friend. Kirby's drowsiness immediately disappeared.

"Wow, egg and ham sandwich! I love your sandwiches!" Kirby smiled and bit in. 

"Hey, listen. There's big news," Waddle Dee announced in a loud voice. "This is this morning’s newspaper." Waddle Dee spread the newspaper and showed an article with a big photo.

Kirby stared at the newspaper blankly. "’An Ancient Machine Discovered in the Diamond Mine!’ ...? What is this?" 

"A mysterious machine was found in the mine. It's so old that it's buried all the way in the back. It seems that it was dug out by chance." 

"Hmm ... " Kirby wasn’t interested in diamonds or ancient machines. Waddle Dee grew frustrated.   

"It's a nice machine. Look at millionaire Mr. Fugo's photo and comments on it," Waddle Dee said. He showed Kirby a photo in the newspaper. 

The one in the picture was a smiling gentleman with a beautiful mustache. He was no stranger to the inhabitants of this town. Mr. Fugo was a rich man and the owner of a diamond mine. Not only that, Waddle Dee explained that most of the city, from railroad companies to bread factories, belonged to Mr. Fugo. 

"It seems that this ancient machine has great power, but it doesn’t work now."

"Why not?" 

"Because important parts of the machine are gone: the gears. So, Mr. Fugo put a prize on them. A prize of ... one million Point Stars!" 

Kirby wasn't interested at all when he heard the amount of money Waddle Dee shouted. He finished eating his sandwich and opened his hands with a bright smile.

"I’d like tuna and cucumber sandwiches tomorrow! Ah, but bacon and tomatoes are also good. It's delicious with fried shrimp and potato salad ... " 

"Ah, Kirby," said Waddle Dee. He spoke a bit louder so that Kirby could understand the greatness of the prize. "Listen carefully. Don’t you know how much that is? You can buy thousands of nice clothes!" 

"Hmm."

"You can buy thousands of high-end hats!"

"Huh."

"And ... and ...! You could eat a deluxe lunch for 100,000 people at Chef Kawasaki's restaurant!" 

" ... Eh!?"

Kirby, who hadn’t been listening until now, squealed with widened eyes. "100,000 servings ...!? Of the most luxurious deluxe lunch!?" 

"Y-yes, but that was just an example ... " 

"Wowwww!" Kirby grabbed Waddle Dee's hand tightly and started running. "Let's go, Waddle Dee! Fast, fast! If we don’t hurry, lunch time will end~!"

"Oh, calm down, Kirby," Waddle Dee said while being dragged along. "You need the prize to eat the deluxe lunch for 100,000 people, and you have to find the gears to get the prize." 

"Uh ... yeah ...? " 

Waddle Dee spread the newspaper. "The article. Read what it says."

According to millionaire Fugo, the ancient machine had the power to make everyone happy, however, the gears were stolen by an evil wizard and the machine stopped working. The stolen gears should still be sleeping somewhere in town.

"If the gears are found, the machine will work again. I want to make the citizens of this town happy. For that reason, I’m willing to put my entire fortune into it,” he had said, so he promised a huge prize for the gears of the ancient machine.

"But even if there wasn’t a machine like that, everyone would feel happy if they ate Chef Kawasaki's deluxe lunch," Kirby said curiously. Waddle Dee laughed. 

"If it were you, maybe, but everyone's wishes aren't the same as yours." 

"Eh?"

"I think ... " Waddle Dee said with shining eyes, "the wonderful ancient machine will surely fulfill each and every one of our wishes. Kirby's wish is to eat a lot. President Dedede's wish is to win an airplane race. I hope it’s a machine that can fulfill each and every one’s wish."

Kirby smiled. "What kind of wish do you have, Waddle Dee?"

"Huh?" 

"You must have a wish too, right? What kind of wish do you want to make?"

"I ... I, uh ... " Waddle Dee closed his eyes shyly and spoke. "I want to eat a sweet called ‘chocolate.’ Just a bite."

" ... Chocolate ... " 

You couldn’t get sweets in the Town of Wind. Only the aristocrats of the Town of Light could eat such luxury goods. Kirby sometimes flew to distant cities, so he had eaten delicious sweets from all over the world. Waddle Dee, however, had only eaten sweets by listening to Kirby's stories and imagining it. Even if Kirby bought souvenir sweets, they were all picked up by the guards at the entrance of the city. The rules of Diamond Town were strict, and people were not allowed to bring sweets in without permission. Kirby spread his hands wide.

"Don't say just a bite! Let's eat a lot—as much as we can!" 

Waddle Dee nodded. "That's right. Let's eat a mountain of chocolate together! I'm looking forward to it."

"Yeah! To do that, We have to find the gears!" 

"Let's do our best!" the two cheered.

Around the same time, President Dedede was visiting a café in the neighborhood. The store manager smiled at the president.  

"Welcome, President Dedede." 

"Give me the lunch special. I’ll have a large serving of bread with it."  

"Yes, the lunch special and a large serving of bread."

President Dedede was a regular customer of this shop, "Daroach’s Café." It was a small shop, but it was popular because it served good coffee and lunch. The store manager was a hard-working man named Daroach. 

President Dedede sat down by his favorite window, spread out his newspaper, and started reading. He spoke while Daroach brought out the plates.  

"Did you hear, manager? The big news in the newspaper?"

"Hm? Oh, do you mean yesterday's airplane race? I heard from a friend—it’s a shame." 

Dedede gave Daroach with a sour look. "Hmph! That’s boring, I don’t care about stuff like that. I'm talking about the ancient machine."

"What? Ancient machine?" 

"It seems a great machine was found in the diamond mine." President Dedede pointed to the newspaper.

Daroach read the article. He seemed amused. "Heh, I don't know about the truthfulness of it, but it's a fun story. What kind of machine makes everyone happy?" he said.

"Read the rest of the article. It says that someone will pay a prize for those gears."  

"Huh, really? Such a large amount of money. Just finding some gears can make you that much ...? " 

"They’re not just any old gears. They’re special gears that can make ancient machines move. They’re not easy to find. Hm, I don't know ... " 

"Right, but if anyone could find them, I bet it’d be you." President Dedede was quiet as he thought about Daroach’s words. 

"Really? You think so?"

"I do. You’re smart and have a lot of courage. I think you could do it."

"Wise words. Well, I think so, too."

"Heh, please find them. And if you get the prize, please order a special lunch every day at our store."

"Hahaha! I'll buy the entire store, more like it."

"I look forward to it."

President Dedede finished his meal in good spirits and began to leave. After he left, however—the aura around the store manager changed. Daroach muttered in a low voice, with a harsh light covering his face and a fearless smile in his mouth. 

"An ancient machine. Isn't that an interesting story?" At the same time, the door opened and a new customer came in. As soon as they did, Daroach returned to the face of a working store manager and greeted them with a cheerful voice.  

"Welcome! Seat yourself! Today's lunch special is hamburger steak!" 

The manager of the popular café was merely a guise. No one knew his true face in the Town of Wind.

The Town of Light, which was lined with aristocratic mansions, was a quiet area that was completely different from the messy streets of the Town of Wind. The road was wide and there was no trash to be seen. The scent of flowers from the gardens here and there was just right, and beautiful music could be heard from somewhere nearby. Every day and every night, a party was held in a mansion somewhere.

Tonight, a certain mansion in particular was crowded with guests who had arrived. Luxury meals were carried out one after another, and conversation was lively. During this, one of the guests stood up. He was a fine gentleman with a masked face and a red rose in his chest pocket.  

"Oh? Are you leaving already, Meta Knight? If you’d like, you can take the dessert home with you." The lady of the mansion, unfortunately, stopped the guest.

"It's an exquisite chocolate cake handmade by our chef. By all means, I insist you—"

"No, it's fine. I'm done." When Meta Knight left, the aristocrats whispered.  

"Maybe Meta Knight isn't interested in cakes ... "

"He's a cool person. I don't think sweet foods are good for his reputation ... " 

"Oh, such a shame. I’ll have to tell the chef not to make such a sweet dessert ... "

After leaving, Meta Knight got in his car and returned to his own mansion.

"Welcome back, my lord," the butler, Vul, greeted respectfully. "How was your party?" 

"The same as usual. Nothing but conversations and heavy food. I'm sick of it."

Meta Knight was polite in public, but not so much at home. He continued to speak as he walked down the corridor.

"Has anything changed while I was away?"

"No. There were no phone calls, and as for guests ... " Butler Vul opened the living room door. Just then ... 

"Hey, I’m home~!" 

A cheerful voice rang out from inside. Vul was so surprised he nearly fell over. Someone was sitting on the sofa, but Vul didn't remember guiding anyone.

"Huaghhhh!? Da- Da- Daroach ...!? Why you ...! From where did you ...!? " Meta Knight stopped him before he burst a blood vessel.

"It doesn't matter. The usual."

"It's because it's the usual that it's troublesome! Time and time again, in this house without my knowledge, sneaking into these halls—! Today, I have to say it's gutsy ...! "

"I said you’re dismissed."

"But ...! "

"Get me two cups of tea."

Butler Vul looked as if he was about to be sick, but when his lord, Meta Knight, commanded, he had to obey. When Vul left, Meta Knight turned to Daroach.

"Good grief. When you come next time, ring the doorbell and come in through the front door. Don't upset the butler." 

"Sorry, I’ve never gotten along with that guy." Daroach grinned and held up a paper bag. "For you: an eclair. I used a lot of the chocolate you gave me the other day. I was thinking about what kind of sweets to make since chocolate is a luxury item that I rarely get, but I thought a simple eclair was best."

" ... Thank you." 

Meta Knight’s countenance didn’t change, but his voice sounded happy. He didn’t dislike sweets. On the contrary, they were his favorite, however, the sweets that Daroach made were so delicious he couldn’t be satisfied with anything else. Aristocrat Meta Knight and Daroach, the café manager in the Town of Wind. Although they lived in different worlds, for some reason, they became friends after getting to know each other during a certain incident. It was rare, but if there was something wrong Daroach would sneak in from somewhere, like tonight. Butler Vul angrily brought in tea and left again. Daroach started his story. 

"Tonight's errand is about gears. Are you listening?" 

"Are they from a machine that was found in a diamond mine?"

"Oh. If you already know, I’ll make it quick. If someone finds all of the gears, they will get a great amount of money awarded to them."

"I'm not interested," he simply said.

Daroach looked disappointed. "Hmm. You're a very rich aristocrat, however, even if you’re not interested in gold, what about an ancient machine? Don’t you think it’s fascinating?"

" ... Not particularly."

"It's a machine made by a lost civilization. Its power is probably far greater than anything we can imagine."

" …………… "

Meta Knight was silent. He was not interested in money, but he was strongly attracted to mysteries and adventures. Daroach knew it well.

"To tell the truth, I don't want the prize, either." 

" ... What?"

"I want to know what Fugo’s true motive is. Why would he have such a ridiculous prize? I wonder if he's trying to take the gears for himself ... He says, ‘I want to make the citizens happy,’ but that can't be true."

Meta Knight nodded immediately. "I wonder." 

Mr. Fugo was known as a kind-hearted millionaire. He was grateful to everyone for holding parties and made donations for the residents of the Town of Wind, but Daroach and Meta Knight both knew it wasn’t how it seemed. 

Daroach had excellent subordinates. They dug into newspapers and worked in aristocratic mansions and passed on the information they gathered to the boss, Daroach. Mr. Fugo was anything but a kind-hearted millionaire. He tricked people, made sly deals, and made a lot of money. Daroach wanted to reveal the truth right away, but there was little evidence. He couldn’t stand by, though. If one turned a blind eye to evil, they would inevitably be crushed by its weight. He strengthened his voice.

"I'm sure he’s planning to use that ancient machine to make a lot of money. If we can get proof of that, we can expose him."

"Exposing evil ...? It doesn’t seem like you," Meta Knight laughed. "You're not a hero of justice. You're a thief, right? I thought you were only interested in treasure." 

"C’mon, stop it." 

Daroach stood up. Out of nowhere, he took out a red top hat and cloak and donned them gracefully. He grinned as he tipped his brim.

"You don't need to worry when you’re with someone like me. I am the great thief Daroach who travels the world!"

Yes, this was his true identity. In the daytime, a cheerful café manager, but at night, in the darkness, a bandit who steals the treasure of bad aristocrats. His technique was splendid and artistic. He didn’t hurt anyone, nor leave any sort of evidence. 

"Oh, I know. I'm sorry." 

When Meta Knight apologized, Daroach stowed his hat and cloak. He was back to how he was before.

"Please, tell me your reply. Let’s find out what Fugo’s up to, and let’s find out the mystery of the ancient machine, together. You and I."

"Okay." Meta Knight nodded. Daroach smiled.

"If that’s your decision, we’re ready to take action. First, we have to gather information. I'll use my subordinates to search. You investigate around Fugo." 

"All right."

"See ya," Daroach said.

He jumped with light footsteps and left through the open window.

In the blink of an eye, the great thief Daroach was gone.

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[friendship-ended-with-pokespe]

Kirby and the Big Race in Dream Land! Chapter 3

Few days later, a spaceship with the TV staff and the filming equipment on board landed on Dream Land that morning. Surrounding it at a distance, Kirby, Waddle Dee, and the inhabitants of Dream Land were watching the spaceship. Burning Leo shouted in excitement.

”Uooohh, I’m so thrilled! I’ll be sure to win!” That sparked the inhabitants, and they all started clamoring. “I’m not losing!” “We’re getting nervous, seeing how this is our first time on TV!” “Let's go to the barber shop before the race!” Having descended in a row from the spaceship, the staff are all wearing matching shirts with the word “Comet TV” on it. Kizario spread both his hands and rushed over to them. “Oh boy, thanks for coming, you splendid staff!” “Young Master......” One of the staff complained with a tedious look. “Just what is the meaning of this, sir? You called us out nowhere......” “Zip it!” Stopping them in a hurry, Kizario berated them in a low voice. “Don’t call me young master here! Call me Kiza-P!” “Kiza-P? What’s with that?” “It’s short for Producer Kizario. Got it? Stop wasting your breath and listen to me.” “Aye, aye. But will it be alright, sir? If the CEO finds out that you planned a program like this on your own......” “Shut it! It’s fine, do as I say!” Leaving the staff, Kizario came before the residents of Dream Land. “The staff will construct the race course from here on. We start tomorrow morning. The meeting place is the plaza at the foot of Mt. Dedede. The participants are to gather on time!” Hearing him, the inhabitants of Dream Land were wide-eyed in shock. “Tomorrow? That’s quite sudden.” “I haven’t finished training yet......” “Doesn't the TV program take more time to prepare?” “Quiet. This is how I do it. Speed is everything for TV!” Kizario scowled at the citizens. “I’ll announce the rules in detail tomorrow. The winner will receive a splendid prize. Give it your best shot, you all!” The residents were hurt by the coercive attitude of Kizario, but cannot stand still once hearing the splendid prize. Everyone let out an exclamation in an instant. “Okey doke! I’ll do my best!” “I’ll be taking the prize!” “It’d be great if there’s a participation prize......” Turning his backs on the citizens in a hubbub, Kizari rushed back to the staff a second time. The staff are carrying out equipment such as cameras, microphones, etc. Turning towards them, he ordered in a low voice. “You’ll set up the courses for them to run all across Dream Land. You are not to leave even the smallest corner unnoticed!” “Young Maste......Kiza-P, Dream Land is ridiculously wide. It’s absurd to hold a race when we can barely even look around in advance......” “It’s fine even if it’s absurd! Do as I say!” Kizario threw a fit once again. The staff are accustomed to his caprice and petulance. Everyone sighed and went to their respective positions.

The following morning: The inhabitants of Dream Land showed up at the square at the foot of Mt. Dedede. The TV cameras are installed as if encircling the inhabitants, where the staff are on standby. The residents all became aware of the cameras and were filled with gusto. Burning Leo spits out some balls of fire and is warming up. Cappy takes off his hat and is shining it. Capsule J2 walks back and forth in front of the camera and is trying to make himself conspicuous. Walky’s voice then reverberates. “Good morning! At long last, it’s the beginning of the much-anticipated ‘Dream Land ✰ Extreme ✰ Heart-Pounding ✰ Big Race!’ Reporting live is me, Walky! The commentator is the No. 1 superhero adorned by the whole universe, Mr. Meta Knight!” “......At your service.” Replied Meta Knight in a discontent voice. “For starters, Mr. Meta Knight, please tell us the highlight of today’s race.” “Hmm......I can’t say for sure. Break a leg, everyone.” “Who do you think will be the front-runner!?” “Well, I’m fine with anyone.” “I see, that was a very helpful commentary! Thank you so much! Now then, let’s interview the participants of the race. To start off......ah, I would like to hear from Kirby doing warm-ups over there!” Walky drew closer to Kirby. “How are you doing, Kirby? Did you get plenty of sleep yesterday?” “Uhh, not at all! I was so excited that I couldn’t sleep for even a minute.” Answered Kirby cheerfully. With ”Ohh......” Walky let out a concerned voice. “So even you couldn’t resist the pressure of the race. I’m worried about your condition.” “No problem! I’m all peppy since I got plenty of sleep!” “But you didn’t get a wink of sleep?” “Uh-huh. When I came to, I kicked away the blanket, flung the pillow, and broke the alarm clock like always. That’s strange. I don’t remember doing that at all!” “That is strange. What do you make of this, Mr. Meta Knight?” “......You were probably only dreaming of how you couldn’t sleep at all.”

“I see! That was a shrewd analysis from Mr. Meta Knight. Well then, who to hear from next......” Right when Walky was about to look around, a figure approached him. It was King Dedede. He is all confident with his favorite hammer in one hand. His skin smoother than usual is probably from taking plenty of baths yesterday. “What are you doing, Walky? You can’t start without hearing from me, can you?” “Ah......uhh......you're right, Player Dedede. How is everything?” “You know it’s great! Going swimmingly is the only word in my dictionary!” “Wouldn’t that dictionary be......a defect......no, never mind. Who would be your toughest adversary in today’s race, Player Dedede?” “Humph, I have no adversary. They’re all just worthless small fries.” “You really are sure of yourself. That’s player Dedede for......” “Hold up. We ain’t letting King Dedede do as he wants!” An inadequate voice resounded out of nowhere. Turning around quickly, Walky let out a exclamation. “What a surprise this is! It’s the Meta Knights!” Axe Knight, Trident Knight, Javelin Knight, and Mace Knight were the ones to show up. They are Meta Knight’s lackeys. As one might expect, they are overwhelmingly stronger and pack a punch in comparison to Dream Land’s laid-back citizens. “You guys are taking part in the race too? So you also want to appear on TV, huh?” “Ha, we’re honorable Meta Knights, don’t lump us in with you.” Answered Axe Knight, holding his axe at the ready. “I don’t even have even the slightest wish to appear on TV! Still, this too is an important duty for Meta Knights.” “It’s because guys like you might pull a foul play. We don’t condone misdemeanors, where we came to keep watch so that the race is held in fairness.” “In no way do I want my mom back in my hometown to see me. I only came to carry out my mission as Meta Knights!” “Please watch us, my lord! We’ll give it our best!” Realizing the TV cameras, the Meta Knights did a fist pump. “......Sure. All the best to you.” Meta Knight encouraged his lackeys in reluctance. Out of excitement, Walky said with his voice trembling. “That’s what we expect from Mr. Meta Knight’s men, such trustworthiness! Well, it’s getting close to the start. Let’s hear the opening address from the producer, Mr. Kizario!” As the residents wowed and clapped, Kizario stepped forward. He too was dressed in an outfit even more sparkling and over the top than usual. In response to the cheers, Kizario raised his one hand and said in a pompous voice. “Ladies and gentlemen! Sorry to keep you waiting. At last, it’s the beginning of ‘Dream Land......uhh......what was it again......‘Something Something Big Race!’” “It’s ‘Dream Land ✰ Extreme ✰ Heart-Pounding ✰ Big Race.’” Corrected Walky in a hurry. Kizario kept his cool and nodded. “That’s what it was. Well, the name doesn’t matter. What’s important is the contents of the race. I will explain the rules of the race from here on.” The participants of the race quieted down and turned their ears to Kizario. “All athletes should pass through the maze arranged by the staff and head to the first checkpoint. All sorts of vehicles are prepared at the checkpoint.” “Vehicles? What vehicles are they?” Asked Walky, and Kizario put on airs and answered. “Prepared by my wonderful staff, they’re nothing but high-performance machines. Look forward to it. The one who reaches the checkpoint can choose the machines they prefer on a first-come-first-served basis. Spare no effort, since what machine you choose will be crucial.” The participants exchanged looks and murmured. “I’ve never drove a vehicle before.” “Me too. Will it be okay?” Kizario raised his voice and continued. “For machine driving, even beginners will be fine once they get the hang of it. Just relax. The athletes will get on the machines and take on the real race. Proceed through the course in accordance to the stop signs. All kinds of obstacles like......‘Superspicy Gourmet Challenge of Terror,’ ‘Soothing Music Challenge,’ ‘Alluring Sweets Challenge,’ and etc. have been arranged along the way. You can’t win unless you clear all the challenges.” The participants are making a commotion once again. “That sounds tough.” “Wouldn’t it be fine to just run?” “That’s such a bother-” “Quiet! A final hurdle awaits the brave one who clears all the challenges. This is the most important.” “What is the final hurdle?” “I'll save that for you to look forward to. I’ll tell you when you guys reach the final checkpoint.” “Huh? Don’t be snooty, tell us now!” Begged Kirby, but Kizario chuckled and shook his head. “A climax is to be set aside until the very end. Do look forward to it, since it'll definitely stir up the race.” “......Hmmm?” “Oh right, just one more thing that’s important.” Kizario looked at the participant’s faces. “Gentlemen, if you notice something strange during the race, let the nearest stop know of it at once.” “What’s the strange thing?” “That’s, well, you know......if a loud sound is heard, or if you feel a tremor......it could be anything, so notify the staff if anything happens. I’m warning you so that the race can proceed safely.” To avoid any more questions, Kizario said loudly. “Now then, let’s begin. I’ll be pulling for you. All athletes, on your positions!” Everyone stood on the start line in haste. Taking out a large cracker, Kizario announced spectacularly. “And now......ready, start!” Simultaneously with Kizario blowing the cracker, the participants made a start. ”Uoooohh!!!” “Out of my way!! I’m the first place!” “I’m not losing!”

Everyone shouted out loud in eagerness. Boarding a small airborne machine for live coverage, Walky went after the athletes. Meta Knight also got on beside Walky. “At last, ‘Dream Land ✰ Extreme ✰ Heart-Pounding ✰ Big Race’ has begun! I will be reporting live, and Mr. Meta Knight will be commentating!” “......Yeah.” “Right off the bat, we can see the first hurdle, a humongous maze! The athletes are rushing into the maze one after another! Oh man, in the lead is Kirby! As expected, he plunges into the maze with such speed!” “It’s my win!” Kirby rushed into the maze with fervor, but paused at once. His speed and power may be unmatched, but it’s a different story with a complex maze. For the maze is made up of white walls, and walls of mirror and glass. Nothing could be used as a landmark. In an instant, Kirby became lost. The exit can’t be seen, even as he keeps moving forward. What is more, he couldn’t even know which direction he is going in. “Huh? I went through here just now......?” As he looks around, the athletes are barging in one by one. Still, everyone were perplexed by the maze of mirror and glass, and ran helter skelter. Waddle Dee’s shouts were heard from somewhere. “Kirby, where are you-!? “Ah, I’m here, Waddle Dee!” While walking along the wall, he went toward where the voice was coming from, where Waddle Dee could then be seen from afar. “Ah, there you are, Waddle Dee~!” “Kirby!” Spreading both their hands, the pair shouted for joy and were about to rush over to each other, but: They didn’t notice the wall of glass between them. The two crashed into the wall at full speed. Toppling over at the same time, they were knocked out. Kirby and Waddle are not the only ones having a hard time against the glass walls. Here or there, people are bumping into the walls and mirrors and falling over one after another. “Owie!!” “An invisible wall in a place like this......! Dang it!!!” The maze is a vortex of screams. Needless to say, King Dedede was the first to lose his temper. “Dang nabbit, what a pain in the butt! This wall has some nerve getting in my way!” Raising his hammer, King Dedede destroyed the wall standing before him in one blow. “Hahaha! I’ll make a beeline to the goal like this!” Walking with long strides, King Dedede was smashing all the walls and mirrors in his way. The athletes are overjoyed. “Ohhh! Now that’s His Highness!” “With this, the maze is nothing to be scared of!” Having boarded the machine for live coverage and looking down, Walky let out a groan. “Holy smokes! There’s no meaning to the maze like this. Shouldn't Player Dedede be disqualified for penalty, Commentator Meta Knight?” “No, there isn’t a rule that says you shouldn't destroy the maze. It doesn't matter what measures you take so long as you reach the goal.” “Is that so......erm, the Meta Knights said that they won’t condone wrongdoings or so a moment ago, but......” Walky gave the Meta Knights a stare. Surrounding Dedede, the Meta Knights are in high glee. “Good, King Dedede! Smash this wall too!” “That hammer has its use sometimes~!” “I’ll help you out! Have a taste of my axe!”

Standing ready with each of their weapons, they find themselves destroying any walls they come across. “I repeat, there’s no rule that says that you shouldn’t destroy the maze. My men therefore aren’t making a mistake.” Said Meta Knight. “I see......there’s no problem then. We can see the endpoint of the maze now!” A bright light is shining through the shattered walls. With King Dedede at the front, the athletes are charging towards there. “Wahoo!!! I’m gonna win!” “Nah, this is only the first checkpoint.” “The real fight begins now~!”

Around then, at an extremely ordinary household in an extremely ordinary planet: “Daddy, there’s an interesting TV show!” A small boy called out to his father. Polishing his golf club, his father said with little interest. “Stop watching TV. Do your homework.” “I’ll do homework later. This show looks more fun. A race is said to be held in Dream Land.” “You should do your homework rather than watch TV......” “The residents of Dream Land have all gathered! They said Lord Meta Knight is commentating!” “......What? Meta Knight?” Laying his golf club, his father raised his face. “How unusual. I heard that Meta Knight is a swordsman known all throughout the universe, but hates to stand out. So he wouldn't really appear in front of others. I don’t believe that he would appear on TV.” Opening the newspaper, his father puzzled over it. “Huh......? That program isn’t in the papers. Is that a special tentative program?” “It started broadcasting just now. It looks fun. Let’s watch it together!” “Will do. It’ll be worth watching if Meta Knight is to appear.” The father and his son sat side-by-side in front of the TV.

It wasn’t just this household. Having a similar conversation, all the homes in the whole universe were turning their attention to the special program from Comet TV.

Having come out of the maze, the athletes made their way to the top of a low hill. Several machines of the latest models are lined up in a row. The TV staff explained. “These are called Air Ride Machines. They are super-high-performance for race use. Please choose one machine of your liking.” Whichever they were, the Air Ride Machines were all in good repair and sparkling in full radiance. Burning Leo, Cappy, Mr. Frosty, Capsule J2, and the rest of the athlete’s eyes glittered. “Wow, they all look so cool. I can’t choose!” “Which one should I go with......” To the wavering athletes, King Dedede was the one to shout. “Hang on a sec, you bozos! I’m the one that got out of the maze first. I have the right to pick first!” Swinging his hammer, King Dedede shooed away the other athletes and walked about leisurely while gazing at the machines. “Hmmm......it's so-so. None of the Air Ride Machines really suit me......” The king halted before one of the machines. Compared to the other machines, it is noticeably large and imposing. It was called Rex Wheelie, a bike-type machine. The king seems to be enthralled by it at first sight. Still, out of vanity, he gave himself airs without giving his honest impression. “Humm......would this be fine? I can’t say it suits me, but it’s the least-worse in comparison to the others!” As soon as the king mounted it, the bike started dashing on its own. “A-A-Ahh!? I haven’t done anything yet~!”

Screamed King Dedede, but the bike isn’t stopping. The bike rushed down the hill at breakneck speed. “The Air Ride Machines here are all designed to start running just by mounting on it, so that even beginners could ride it. Everyone here can just focus on managing the handle.” Explained the TV staff. “W-Will it be okay......?” The athletes are all nervous. But this was no place for them to waver. They each selected the machine of their preference. “I’ll go with this! It looks so fast and cool!” Seeing the Machine that Burning Leo chose, said Walky. “Based on the data at hand, what Burning Leo chose is......uhh......Formula Star! It’s a super-high-functionality machine with the top-class speed!” “Haha, I called it! It goes perfectly with me~!” Burning Leo mounted it, where Formula Star hummed at the same time and dashed down the hill. Walky shouted. “But it seems to be difficult to handle. It’s not very good at curving, so be careful when you turn!” “S-S-Say that before I get on it!!”

Burning Leo’s screams could be heard a little. Unable to turn, Formula Star collided with a large tree and toppled over. Having been watching him, the athletes were completely seized with fear. “I-I like the machine that’s easier to handle......” “I’m gonna go with this!” What Cappy hopped on was a beautiful machine shining in silver. Walky explained. “What Cappy chose is Jet Star. The machine is not very fast on land, but it speeds up wonderfully in the air!” True to his words, having boarded Cappy, Jet Star soared high in the sky right away. “So lucky......that jerk picked a good one!” The athletes all looked up at the sky in envy. However, what came down from the sky was a pathetic scream. “S-Stop!! S-Save me!! I-I'm afraid of heights!!”

As they watched, Jet Star became smaller and disappeared to the other side of the clouds. Walky continued commentating. “Cappy looks to have made a crucial mistake in choosing the machines. Best of luck to you all. Please be careful in selecting the machines!” “I’m going with this!” Axe Knight sprange at a machine. Walky busily turned over his document. “What Axe Knight chose is Shadow Star! It has high attack power, and destroying other Machines is its strong suit, making it a very frightening machine. As expected from Axe Knight, he’s taking an offensive strategy!” Axe Knight boarded Shadow Star as he grinned. “This machine’s cool since it’s shaped kinda like Lord Meta Knight’s cape~!”

“Ah, hang on, Axe Knight! I won’t let you steal a march on!” “I want that machine too!” “Let me get in as well~! Mace Knight, Javelin Knight, and Trident Knight jumped in at the same time. Shadow Star started to move slowly. “Get off, you guys. This is a one-seater.” Complained Axe Knight. “I want this too. You get off!” “What!? It’s first come first serve!” With the arguing Meta Knight on board, Shadow Star goes down the hill. Far from an exhilarating start, while sputtering unstably. “It looks like there’s too much weight. I wonder if the Meta Knights will be able to reach the goal safely?” Said Walky. Afterwards, boarding the machine of their choosing, the athletes went down the hill in succession. The machines may be of high-performance, but they are nothing but quirky. The screams of the participants can be heard all around. “Well, everyone is getting fired up. Who will be crowned victor......oh my, there’s an athlete that came late. It’s......Kirby, can you believe it!? Kirby, who was one of the front-runners, has a late start!” Kirby tottered his way to the checkpoint. He is carrying Waddle Dee on his back. Crashing into a glass wall in the maze, the pair were passed out. Kirby may have somehow regained his consciousness, but Waddle Dee is still worn out. Having no choice, Kirby had to carry him on his back. “There are two Machines left. Which will you choose, Kirby?” “Ummm......” Lowering Waddle Dee to the ground, Kirby compared the machines placed in a row. One machine shaped like a star and looked cute. The other machine was of a scooter shape. “I’m gonna go with this.” What Kirby picked was the one shaped like a star. Walky said. “What Kirby chose is Warp Star, an Air Ride Machine. Humm......this machine is quite ordinary and doesn’t have any characteristics. It doesn’t look very fast, where no one picked it.” Before getting on the Warp Star, Kirby spoke to Waddle Dee. “Waddle Dee......hey, are you alright?” With his eyes shut, Waddle Dee answered limply. “Uh......huh......Kirby, go ahead of me. I’ll catch up with you later.” “Really......? I’ll go then, but......sorry, Waddle Dee.” “No sweat! You gave me a piggyback ride all the way here!” Looking at Waddle Dee in worry, Kirby hopped on the Warp Star. Shaped like a yellow star, Warp Star floated up gently and started to move slowly. “It doesn’t seem to be capable of accelerating well. Kirby had a late start in choosing the Machines.” Said Walky. “No, that isn’t it. Have a good look.” Meta Knight pointed out. Just as it boarded Kirby, Warp Star began releasing a mysterious light. “Oh my? Warp Star began to shine. What can this be, Commentator Meta Knight?” “The Machine and the rider have something called a compatibility. Regardless of how outstanding the machine is, the rider with a poor match won’t be able to maneuver it. I guess the Warp Star is a great match for Kirby.” “I see! So Kirby got the machine that's just right for him!” With Kirby on board, Warp Star speeds up little by little as it descends down the hill. What stands in his way matters little, whether it’d be a large tree or a boulder. As if one with the Warp Star, Kirby avoided them effortlessly and put more speed to it.

Walky said in excitement. “What a superb handling technique! Kirby has made up for his late start right away! The anticipation is high in Kirby turning the tables!” Having the small airborne machine take off a second time, Walky and Meta Knight followed after Kirby. Kizario revealed himself at the top of the quietened hill. With the binoculars in his hand, he watched what became of the athletes and said to himself. “It’s a success......up to this point. Next up, I need to locate “that” quickly......before Kurron does......” “Young Master Kizario.” One of the staff approached him. Kizario turned around and said in displeasure. “I said to call me Kiza-P! I’m the producer!” “Yes sir, I’m sorry. The HQ called us just now.” “What?” “It looks like the ratings of this show have skyrocketed, sir.” “Seriously!?” Kizario’s face brightened up. “Yes. Mr. Meta Knight’s appearance must’ve turned into a hot topic. Although we were anxious because we had to shove it in as a tentative program......we might not get rebuked by the CEO if this keeps up.” “Forget rebuking, everyone is now seeing me in a positive light!” “He’s been called good-for-nothing until now. Luck has turned for the young master at last.” “It’s not luck. This is my true skill!” Kizario said with a bright face. “Alrighty, I’m sure everything will be okay from now. Follow me, everyone!” Jumping on the machine for staff, Kizario slid down the hill. Carrying filming equipment like cameras, mikes, and so forth, the machines followed behind him. The one left behind is......Waddle Dee only. Regaining his energy, Waddle Dee got up slowly. “A-Ah......everyone left......” Waddle Dee became disheartened, where he came trudging to the machine left all alone. It was Wheelie Scooter, a small green machine. No matter how you look at it, it seemed slow and the machine wasn’t picked by anyone. “This seems just right for me. I’ll take my time to not get hurt......” Waddle Dee mounted it, and Wheelie Scooter started rattling its way forth. It can’t gather any speed at all. Waddle Dee was at ease “There’s nothing to be afraid with this. I can’t go after Kirby and His Majesty, but it can’t be helped.”

With rattle, rattle......a calm noise resounded from Wheelie Scooter as it descended down the hill with Waddle Dee on board.

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SuperDad 》 Kim Taehyung

♡pairing: taehyung x oc ♡

♡word count: 1,962 words ♡

♡warnings: it's honestly too cute, taehee is a sweetheart, this isn't a warning but just an adherence to everyone the OC is a person of color, i'll probably make a part two to go about all the details of how taehyung and taehee handled the 48 hours without alyssa, OH and taehee cried seeing his mom leave, just about it. mentions of taehyung not being around as much as he wants to. mentions of what seems to be separation anxiety. ♡

♡genre: established relationship, dad au, idol!tae, fluff, taehee is a cutie you just wanna keep, Inspiration from the return of superman ♡

♡summary: taehyung's back from tour and ready to spend the next two days, with his son, taehee. without his mother there, of course because it's show protocol. ♡

♡a/n: i got inspired by the many dad aus i see and read, like omg they are honestly so cute. also got inspired by reading a fic/ one-shot of jaehyun being on the return of superman with his wife and child and that was the C U T E S T. hope you guys enjoy, also, i added gifs as dividers because i did this on my phone and this is kinda long. credits to all the owners of each gif used ♡

the camera pans in on a sort of empty living room, a wolf gray sofa sat in front of the equivalently colored wall, a small black squared table is there beside it, and along it is a picture that is covered by a cute emoticon.

littered around the vast space are various cream colored tents, with camera lenses peaking out, various fingers and hands holding them. the camera then passes over to the television, sat on a small drawer, that has glass doors, littered with many DVDs and vinyls, and the seemingly 75" television is off, unsurprisingly.

it then shows the kitchen, monochromatic colors is the aesthetic it seems, as a modern black gas stove is there, with the gray smart refrigerator alongside the counter that separates the two appliances. there is a four slot toaster and a kettle on the aforementioned counter, and a little magnetic knife strips which held all the knives, tongs and spatulas that are often used. the cabinets are a brilliant pearl color, various cute stickers decorate it, some looking old and torn and others looked like they just came out the pack.

it then shows the lounge room and a bedroom respectively, before a dark room comes into view. the emcees had already asked if there was a new superman for the show, and wondered who the new family was. they adored the little height chart on the door casing, and the little furniture and things here and there. they even tried to figure out what the shelf of things were, since it was covered with another cute emoticon.

•~•

back in the room, a little head peaks up at the sound of the doorbell ringing, looking left and right, probably trying to figure out what century it was. then the phone rang and the little human grabs the cellular device in their hands, knuckle sliding it over, and it amazes the emcees.

in the cutest voice the little human could muster, they answer the phone.

"good morning, hello?" the little guy answers in english, and the emcees are practically digging all of this up.

the voice then answers, but the words is silenced. it then shows as the hair of the tiny human bounces, the phone is dropped, footfalls are quiet, yet swift, and the door to the room opens. the tiny human can be slightly seen, and they run out, before running back to close the door.

various camera angles appear, for how fast the little one is running past everything, and the human passes the living room area, taking a left, and then a right and stands in front of the door, then he moves to the little crate beside it and sits patiently. after a few seconds, it opens, and a tall man enters the apartment with a few suitcases and a duffle bag, another cute emoticon doing it's job as it hides the man's face.

the human is practically bouncing on the crate at this point, his round, yet sharp eyes creasing up, his tiny white teeth on display as his arms frail around. the man rests down his luggage, before pretending he can't see the smaller male, and looks around for said human being.

"dad!" the small boy shouts, and the emoticon is finally off of the male's face as he smiles, the signature boxy grin his fans has come to love is on display as he picks up the little rascal, and whisper shouts a little "taehee!" just as enthusiastically as the child had to his father.

the emcees are shocked, like genuinely, you could hear it in the way they go "waaaaaa. it's bts' v!" and it switches again, showing the superstar, alongside his glowing son, and a pregnant lady beside him.

the lady is a mixture of slim and thick, her thighs all packed and gracious as it presses on the seat and shows beneath the fabric of her dress. said dress is long, with a flowy skirt and a sort of baggy top, black as the base with various flowers, colored rose pink and sky blue, along the skirt, past the waist, and some on the top. the belly she sports is a big one, and she look like she was ready to pop in no time. her hair was dark brown and kinky, with golden brown tips as the curl pattern shows perfectly, resting on her back. her light brown eyes get lost behind her lids as she smiles, her nose is scrunched up, smile lines along the eyes and her lips is outstretched, the craters in her face deepens, the dimples popping out perfectly, and the little boy shows his own.

her caramel skin glows, just like her aura is, and the boy glows equally with his honey toned skin as well, as he sits on his father's lap, both of them rubbing her stomach.

"hello everyone, i'm Kim Taehyung, aka V from BTS and this is my family."

Q: How old is your kid?

"He's two and a half years old, but if we're gonna get technical, he's 30 months."

Q: How long have you two been married?

"Four years. We've been together for five, and got married a year into the relationship because i couldn't resist her in the slightest."

"Lol, likewise."

"I told you stop saying LoL out loud lyssa. it's outdated by now."

"iT's oUtDaTeD bY nOw. i do what i want tae."

the questions and the bantering went on for another minute and a half, taehee getting in on it to, and him and his mother verbally gangs on taehyung, causing him to pout.

"we were actually kind of hesitant to be on the show. for many reasons, obviously, but mainly because we weren't sure if we wanted taehee, taesung and taeri in the public eye as yet. or at all. i wanted to show them on my own time, wanted to wait until they were old enough to understand this world to decide whether or not they wanted to be known as our children. after a while, and with the help of my hyungs, jiminie and kookie, we decided to take part in it anyways. we hope you guys take care of us."

Q: Woah, you guys are having twins?

"Haha, yes. we found out during the gender reveal that the doctor forgot to tell us we were having two babies. good thing we planned to always buy double the clothes and necessities for whenever i get pregnant. i say that because this little beast is unpredictable."

•~•

the video then switches back to the house, with taehee and taehyung sitting on the couch, the television on, with them watching a show, taehee swaying from side to side with the music, taehyung singing along quietly, and they watch the show until lyssa exits from the room and pecks both of their foreheads, before going straight to the jù,kitchen.

she tells alexa to play an older song by her husband's group, and the intro plays as soon as the show finishes, taehee immediately running into the kitchen to help and sing along to the song. meanwhile, taehyung is in the living room, his phone in front of his face as he smiles softly, both him and the person he's seemingly on the call with is silent as they listen to the two on their seemingly daily routine.

"you want to help make the pancakes dylan?" lyssa asks in english to her son, and he peeps an excited 'yes mama' over the voice of hoseok and his rap for hold me tight.

she smiles at him, and they make the pancakes from scratch, him calling out the ingredients in english, and she helps him in pronounciation and correcting his mistakes with a chuckle and a smile. while the pancakes are frying, she kindly asks taehyung to go to the store at the end of the corner to get some hershey's cookie n creme chocolate bars and a jar of dill pickles for her cravings.

she makes sure they all eat, before getting ready and going to head out for the allocated forty eight hours set. taehee follows her like a little duckling as she slightly waddles through the living room, with a purse on her shoulder, and she shoves the car keys in the bag, before turning around and ruffling his hair.

"be a good boy for mama, okay? you get to spend two whole days with papa and your uncles! isn't that fun?" taehee does seem happy, but you can tell, deep behind his nod, he is secretly praying that alyssa doesn't go. that she stays with both of them for the two days, just like old times, but she had let him watch the show, and he knows that's not the case. when she turns to leave, taehee grabs the hem of her dress, and she turns around, meeting his sharp cognac eyes, and it looks like he was trying his best not to cry.

"oh, dee, c'mere," she starts, lifting him up in her arms as the tears finally fall. she knew her taehee as a strong boy, but there are times where he can't help, but cry. dad was always to the company or on tour for as long as taehee knew him, so he built a special relationship with his mom. he knew he promised her to be strong, and to be a big boy, for when she was going to leave, but he hopes, that two days doesn't turn into a long time, like dad sometimes does.

"now what did we discuss dee?"

"th-that i w-was gonna be a b-big boy. th-that i w-was gonna stay w-with dad un-until mama g-gets back."

"right, we did agree to that, but you look like you wanna come with me. do you want to come with me, or are you gonna make me proud and spend time with papa? he misses you, you know. every day, he calls, sometimes when you're asleep and he always tells me how he can't wait to come home and have you by his side. do you wanna let papa down? let mama down? let your uncles down? or are we gonna be a big boy and be on our best behavior to make mama, papa and uncles proud?"

"i'm gonna be a big boy. i'll stay with dad and we'll have so much f-fun mama, you'll want to come back."

"i'm sure of it dee. now, papa is in the room waiting for snuggles. you know how to work the phone, so call me whenever. okay?"

"okay mama. i love you lots!"

"i love you more than lots!"

"i love you more than your lots! have fun mama, but not too much fun or i'll be mad at you."

alyssa gasps, pouting a bit, before smiling once taehee plants a big fat kiss on her cheek and smush them together like she does to him. they smile at each other, before she rests him down, and she waves at him until she is nowhere to be seen, exiting the door and off to go about her day. taehee rushes inside the room, knocking on the door, before opening it in at the sound of 'come in' and smiles at his dad, running and climbing up the bed to lay beside his dad as he talks to uncle jin.

"oh, it's little tae! how's it going buddy?" jin asks, from the other side of the phone, and taehee smiles, the dimples making another appearance, before answering his uncle. taehyung looks at his son, eyes glimmering with pure love, as he thinks that he can finally spend time with his son.

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Business Lunch (Fictober Prompt 15)

Prompt number: 15

Fanfiction Fandom: Ducktales

Rating: G

Warnings: No warnings

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The letter had arrived without a return address, which had set off some warning bells for Fenton and ALL of the warning bells for his mother.

"What is this?" She gestured to it. "What sort of fool thinks we'd-" She trailed off as Fenton just opened it the way he would any other piece of junk mail, giving him a look of disbelief mixed with anxiety that, once upon a time, would have meant he was grounded, big-time.

"No one would send me a bomb or something through the mail," he argued.

But it didn’t turn out to be either junk mail or some sort of booby trap. It was, instead, a letter inviting Fenton to a “lunch meeting to discuss a potential scientific opportunity.” It didn’t even use a name, just starting “To the lucky resident” instead.

His mother’s eyes further narrowed. She didn’t even need to say anything -- he knew the contents made her even more suspicious. And to be fair, Fenton couldn’t blame her. To a detective, this had to look like step one in either a scam or crime.

But he’d already decided to check it out. The “meeting” was to be held at a fairly popular cafe called Serene Subsistence, so the chances of someone trying something were low. And if the person knew where he lived, they also probably knew he was Gizmoduck -- he wasn’t sure anyone in the neighborhood didn’t. So if they did try something, he had ways to handle the trouble.

So the next day, Fenton made his way to the cafe. Since it was a nice spring day and since the letter hadn’t specified any particular seating arrangements, he chose to sit at a small outdoor table in front of the place, shaded by a blue-striped umbrella and looking through the minimalistic menu.

Fenton hadn’t eaten at Serene Subsistence before, and now that he’d arrived, he sort of understood why. His instincts must have seen something in the decor, or in the sign design, and warned him off. Instead of describing the various options, the menu gave each one just a picture, a name -- something like “the Green Continent” or “the October Surprise” -- and a small list of icons to indicate whether the meal was low-salt, low-fat, gluten-free, all-organic or a host of other things. Huge swaths of white space surrounded each entry.

“You’d think they could put a few lists of ingredients,” Fenton mused out loud, squinting at the menu as though that might reveal hitherto unseen text.

“Awww. come on, where’s the fun in that?”

“You.” The word was out of his mouth before he could stop it, disgusted and angry and very out of place in this hip cafe. If that hadn’t drawn people’s attention, the way the glassware and silverware rattled as he slammed the menu to the tabletop would have.

Mark Beaks waved a hand at him dismissively as he pulled up the selfie camera on his phone and snapped a picture of himself in front of the table. “Come on, calm down, we’re not here to fight. We’re here to talk business.”

“I wouldn’t be here if I’d known I’d be talking business with you,” Fenton said, enunciating hard to prevent his full anger from leaking through.

Beaks grinned at him as though he were a kid who just got his times tables right. “Of course. That’s why I didn’t put my name on it. Uh-duh.” He pulled one of the other chairs at the table out and plopped into it without looking, eyes already back on the phone. “So, yeah, thanks for not looking into that too much, I would have felt really stupid if I get here and you hadn’t shown up.”

Fenton would have loved to have done that. He would have loved to be anywhere but here. Just showing up had given this arrogant tech addict a win, and this guy liked nothing better than wins. Which left him which the difficult task of trying to decide if leaving or staying would give this guy another win.

Or, which would be better for him. After all … what did Beaks want? Why would he be here? If he was plotting something, odds were good that just letting him talk would get it out into the air. Would that be worth dealing with a bit of Beaks to find that out? Maybe stop something before it started?

With a sigh that couldn’t even contain all of the disappointment he felt at doing this, Fenton sat back down. “All right,” he said. “What do you want?”

“Simple. I’m headhunting.”

For a brief moment -- blame too many supervillains -- Fenton thought he was talking like … literal headhunting. Like decapitating people. Luckily, before he could let his reaction to that get onto his face, the clinical part of his mind reminded him that this was a business meeting, and that in business parlance, headhunting had a whole other meaning.

“So, what, are you checking someone’s references?” Fenton asked, trying not-terribly-hard to cut the venom out of his voice. “Looking for recommendations? People who might be willing to build a body-bulking villain serum to-” His mind put two and two together and came up with an answer he did not like.”Are you trying to hire Dr. Gearloose away? Because whatever his reputation, he’s very loyal to the-”

“Gear wha?” Beaks finally looked up from his phone again, and he looked and sounded so puzzled that Fenton felt sure it had to be real. Any skill Beaks had at deception didn’t really center on fooling others with an act so much as just ignoring most people so you never had to worry about fooling them.

Despite that Dr. Gearloose not being the target was good news, Fenton found himself somewhat insulted on his mentor’s behalf. “He’s one of the greatest scientific minds on the planet,” Fenton said. “But you’d never get him away from his lab.”

“Ohhhhh! The guy whose stuff always goes evil!” Beaks said, looking pleased at having worked this out. “Yeah, no. Not interested. Scrooge can keep that stuff. Not good for the Waddle image when things suddenly go all…” He finished the thought by curling one hand into a claw-like shape and making a rasping sound that Fenton assumed was meant to personify “evil.”

But if he really, honestly didn’t care about Dr. Gearloose … “So why are you here?”

“For you-” something about the way he said it made Fenton think there was initially meant to be another word there -- his name probably. But Beaks had probably forgotten it. It was certainly on brand. “I said it in the letter, right?”

“The letter was vague,” Fenton pointed out. “And it’s not like the two of us are exactly on good terms.”

Again Beaks wave a hand, as though dismissing the entirely valid criticism out of hand. “Past is past,” he said. “Just let it go. I want to offer you a spot at my company and I don’t want any misunderstandings to get in the way of that.”

“Misunderstandings?” Fenton’s voice rose again, drawing more stares. Forcing his tone back to an annoyed murmur, he added, “Like when you put countless lives in danger just for your … your click count?”

“Clicks? What, no,” Beaks said, seeming scandalized. But Fenton counted in his head. Three. Two. One. “It’s likes, man. Engagement is key. Clicks. Who even clicks on something anymore…”

“Whatever,” Fenton said.

“But yeah, I meant misunderstandings like that,” Beaks added, almost as an afterthought. “We just need to move past that and see if we can come to a beneficial arrangement.”

The absolute nerve of this guy. “Listen,” he said, and this time it really was a bare whisper. “The suit will never go anywhere near you or your-”

“Wait, wait wait.” Beaks interrupted, shaking his head. “Not that. You. I got to hear some of what you showed off to Dee on that infiltration mission, some seriously interesting stuff in there. We could use someone with that sort of brainpower in our labs.”

That brought him up short. Him? The offer still wasn’t tempting, but that one reveal had changed the entire perception of their conversation. This was about him? About science?

And also about the info he learned from spying on what you thought was a date, the logical part of him mind reminded him unhelpfully.

“You want me to … invent things? For Waddle?” Fenton repeated, just to make sure. This felt wrong, like a trap. It seemed like something that might actually be part of a real business, not the sham that Beaks seemed to run.

Beaks was back on the phone again, and Fenton would have assumed he’d checked out entirely if he didn’t keep on answering questions and comments. “Well, yeah,” he said. “The awesome Waddle devices that trendy young influencers just have to have don’t invent themselves, you know. Slap our name and logo on them and boom! Instant must-have gear. Something for the shareholders to talk about. I gotta prove I can still bring in the cool -- and the cash, too.”

Ah. “So anything that the people in your lab, you take credit for?”

“Duh.” Beaks looked across the table at him, and for the first time in this entire conversion, it felt like he was actually being serious. “People don’t just want the goods, they want to feel like they’re buying into something larger than life. If I sold our phones under some other random name with a stodgy old buzzard as the CEO, you know what sort of market share that would get? None. Because people don’t just want a phone, they want a phone from me. It’s the same reason people react so strongly to you when the cops could usually do the exact same thing. Because they weren’t just saved, they were saved by a hero.”

He hadn’t thought about it that way before, and now, he sort of wished he never had. A hero? His mother was a hero. She’d saved as many people as he, probably more, and she also did the things needed to bring them to trial, to let justice do its work. All he could really do was stop what was right in front of him. Maybe Beaks was right about how it worked in business. But that was maybe the best reason of all to just stop listening to the idiocy that came out of his mouth. All it did was validate Beaks’ own sense of importance.

He stood. Started to leave. “Thanks, but I’ve got to go.”

A chair scraped. “Hey!” Beaks’ indignant voice followed him.

He felt the hand on his shoulder, trying to tighten with some degree of command or control, but it felt laughable. Weak. And then Beaks said, “Hey, amigo, hold on, tell me what the problem is. We can work something out.”

Whirling, Fenton said, “If I was interested, what would the starting pay be?”

Except he said it in Spanish. Not as fluid as his mother’s but still far more dancing than that one thudding word when Beaks has uttered it.

He expected the confusion -- the tech CEO wasn’t fooling anyone into thinking he could actually speak another language. But he got the other thing he expected to see almost immediately. The narrowing of the eyes. The darkening of the expression, as anger took the edge off Beaks’ carefree attitude. He’d been asked a question, he didn’t understand the question, and he thought not being able to answer it made him look foolish. That more than anything else told him all he needed to know.

“All right. Not interested, thank you.”

He didn’t even wait around to see if Beaks reacted to that. He just walked away.

#fictober20 #15 #ducktales #fanfic #fenton crackshell cabrera #mark beaks

[dreamybandee]

Rules:  Don’t reblog, repost. Reply as muse talking. Tagging:  Ahhhh anyone who hasn’t done it and wants to do it! Tagged by:  @sternenteile​! Thamk you Nikki. Sending big love ;v;

► NAME ➭   “Hello there! I’’m Dee! Bandana Dee! I’m uh...I’m sure you can guess why I’m called that. I can’t wait to answer these questions!” ► ARE YOU SINGLE? ➭  “Yes! I’m a single waddle dee among MANY Waddle Dees! There’s so many of us! You can ask Waddle Doo at the castle! He even says there’s a lot of the-...OH. Oh that’s not what you meant...But I guess I’m single in that way too! So yes again!” ► ARE YOU HAPPY? ➭   "Oh yes! Very! Thank you!” ► ARE YOU ANGRY? ➭   "Wha? Oh no. Not at all! I’m happy, after all! Wait...can you be happy AND angry? Is that possible? Oh man, I dunno!” ► ARE YOUR PARENTS STILL MARRIED? ➭   "Oh, well I...I don’t know...I don’t even know...my parents. I haven’t for a long time...Well, if they’re out there, I...I hope they’re happy. Having a good life...in a good spot...I wonder...Ohh. I’m sorry. Please continue!”

⚡️ NINE FACTS! ► ‘BIRTH’ PLACE ➭   “Dream Land! Just like every other waddle dee! I mean, I think. I don’t remember anything about it, but I’m pretty sure it was Dream Land I was born in. I just...I just don’t know where in Dream Land. I’ve been at Castle Dedede for so so long now? ...Wait, do you think I was born there?” ► HAIR COLOR ➭   "No hair here! But my bandana is blue! And I’m not taking it off to show you my head. Sorry!” ► EYE COLOR ➭   “Brown! Like um...Like chocolate! Milk chocolate! I love chocolate. Oh it’s so sweet...Oh! That wasn’t part of the question...Whoops.” ► BIRTHDAY ➭   “Oooh, uhm...I’m not...entirely sure? I don’t know when my actual birthday was. His highness told me he didn’t really know either...But November 7th is kind of a special day! That’s when I joined the army! I guess THAT could be considered a birthday, right?” ► MOOD ➭   “I’m feeling pretty good and pretty happy! Starting off the day on a good note!” ► GENDER ➭   “I don’t really do that! Sorry!” ► SUMMER OR WINTER ➭   “Summer! Oh yes! Perfect for walks, picnics, and picking apples! I love being outside in the warm sun!’ ► MORNING OR AFTERNOON ➭ “I have to go with afternoon! I feel so tired in the morning and mornings are really early for me too.”

⚡️ EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE! ► ARE YOU IN LOVE? ➭   "Always! I love the friends I have and the friends I’m going to meet! They mean a lot to me!...Oh wait...That’s not what you meant, was it? Well, no. I don’t think so anyways.” ► DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT? ➭  “I, well....I dunno! I think you should get to know people at least a little bit before you love them! It’s like an apple! I could look really clean, red, and delicious on the outside, but you gotta check if it’s rotting or has critters on the inside!” ► WHO ENDED YOUR LAST RELATIONSHIP? ➭   “Huh? You mean...someone didn’t want to be my friend anymore? Well, I don’t know who’s done that, but that’s up to them and...not me.... If they don’t wanna be my friend then that’s sniff th-that’s o-okay and sniffle sniff th-that’s their decision...” ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN SOMEONE’S HEART? ➭   “Oooh, oh I sure hope not! I really don’t want to hurt anyone or their feelings!” ► ARE YOU AFRAID OF COMMITMENTS? ➭  “Yes! Well, I mean- no? Yes and no? I don’t want to break anyone’s promises or let them down! Making people happy doing those things? It feels...it feels really good. Makes me really happy too! But some things are really hard to do! I’d never tell people that, of course...I’d hate to trouble them or make them feel bad...So....Yes and no I guess!” ► HAVE YOU HUGGED SOMEONE WITHIN THE LAST WEEK? ➭   “Yes! I’m always there for hugs when people need them! I like them. They’re warm and friendly...” ► HAVE YOU EVER HAD A SECRET ADMIRER? ➭   “Well k-kind of?? I get an awful lot of nice notes from fellow waddle dees and other people telling me that I’m a good rep for them! Even a role model! I don’t even know where some of these notes come from, but I’ll do my best for all the great people who sent them!” ► HAVE YOU EVER BROKEN YOUR OWN HEART? ➭   "You...You can do that? I didn’t really know...M-maybe I did? Ooooh, I have no idea. This isn’t....isn’t really fun to think about. I’m sorry.”

⚡️SIX CHOICES! ► LOVE OR LUST ➭   "Love! I don’t really know about that last one.” ► LEMONADE OR ICED TEA ➭    "I’m thinking...Tea! I like tea both cold and hot! I love Lemonade too, but sometimes it can be soooo sour. It leaves a really weird feeling! But you know what is good? Lemonade in some Tea! It’s so sweet and good! You should give it a try! I can make some if you want!” ► A FEW BEST FRIENDS OR MANY REGULAR FRIENDS ➭   “I-well...I have both actually! Is that okay? I love all my friends very much! The waddle dees, the dream friends, other people in the castle, even some people I’ve met these last few years! But I’ve had more time with different people, y’know? Kirby, Meta Knight, his highness, people at the mansion, they’re all so amazing. I love my friends...” ► WILD NIGHT OUT OR ROMANTIC NIGHT IN ➭  "W-wild? What does ‘wild’ mean? I mean, I don’t think I’m romantic, so maybe the first one? This is so confusing!” ► DAY OR NIGHT  ➭   "Oooh, I like both! Night is so pretty with the stars and the cool air! But it’s so dark! I like the warm sun and I like seeing. Both are great!”

⚡️ FIVE HAVE YOU EVERS! ► BEEN CAUGHT SNEAKING OUT ➭  “W-well...I....yeah. I guess...I guess the king caught me a couple of times. I really wanted to see how Kirby was doing and just get out of the castle a bit, y’know? But...work should ALWAYS come first, I guess. I’ll try and be a little smarter from now on...Oh, and please, don’t tell the king I said that! I-um...I don’t really know if I should have told you that...” ► FALLEN DOWN/UP THE STAIRS ➭   “Y-yeah, but stairs are so big and hard to step over! I hate walking on them when I’m holding stuff! I can’t see them! And I end up dropping everything all over the place? Ooooh, I don’t like stairs. I wish the castle wasn’t so high up! Then we wouldn’t have that many stairs!” ► WANTED SOMETHING/SOMEONE SO BADLY IT HURT? ➭   “Yes!! That cake Dedede had for the battle Tournament he made. Those fights were scary and they definitely hurt! But with Kirby’s help, we made it! It was worth it! The best cake I’ve EVER tasted!”

⚡️FIVE PREFERENCES! ► SMILE OR EYES ➭    “Smile! I’m so jealous. I can’t smile. I have no mouth. But seeing people’s smiles? It’s nice! I love seeing people happy! I love seeing that! I wish I could feel and show that for myself...” ► SHORTER OR TALLER ➭    “I like seeing people when talking to them! It feels weird to be looked down on. Soooo maybe shorter? I MEAN if other people were shorter! I myself would love to be taller! It’s so hard to reach everything! I hate asking for help too.” ► INTELLIGENCE OR ATTRACTION ➭   “You mean how smart? Or how nice looking they are? B-but...What about how kind they are? I mean- both are of those things are good, but I think being nice is even more important!”  ► HOOK-UP OR RELATIONSHIP ➭   “...What’s a hook-up?”

⚡️ FAMILY! ► DO YOU AND YOUR FAMILY GET ALONG ➭   “W-well I um...I kinda told you I don’t have a blood family so...Oh! But what about the other waddle dees? I hang around them a lot! Yeah! Okay! We get along a lot! Sometimes anyways. Sometimes I have to fight against them though. I don’t really feel good about that...” ► WOULD YOU SAY YOU HAVE A “MESSED UP LIFE” ➭ “Messed up? Oh no! Not at all! I know life has it’s fair share of ups and downs, but that’s okay. I’m happy with it. I’ve learned so much and gotten so far. And most of all, I’ve met so many great people! I think I like my life the way it is.” ► HAVE YOU EVER RAN AWAY FROM HOME ➭   “Yeah! A couple of times, actually! Monsters and all sorts of bad guys have taken over Castle Dedede or even destroyed it before! I think the other dees and me were lucky we made it out okay!” ► HAVE YOU EVER GOTTEN KICKED OUT ➭   “Once again, yes! Those people who take over the castle aren’t very nice! His Highness has even dismissed me a couple of times...but mostly when weird things are happening! Oh, please forgive me, your majesty! I didn’t mean to sound so rude!”

⚡️ FRIENDS! ► DO YOU SECRETLY HATE ONE OF YOUR FRIENDS ➭   “Wh-what? Oh no no! Not at all! I love my friends! I love Kirby, his Highness, Meta Knight, Sailor Dee, and oh! All the friends who helped in our recent adventure! Gooey! Adeleine! Ribbon!  M-...Magolor...S-Susie... and M-Marx and...and...I-I mean...I know they’re not all perfect b-but...we’re friends now, right? H-hating them would make me....make me a bad friend...” ► DO YOU CONSIDER ALL OF YOUR FRIENDS GOOD FRIENDS ➭   “Y-yes! I...I guess? I mean, some of them were bad before, but they’re good now! I mean...I sure hope so...” ► WHO IS YOUR BEST FRIEND ➭    “All my friends! I love them all very much in their very own ways! Sailor Dee and I have known each other for all our lives...Kirby is so strong and cool, and I want to be just like him...And the king too! He’s such a great leader! And Meta Knight always has our backs! And-and....! Oh! S-sorry about that. I guess I kind of...Kind of got lost in my thoughts there. Uh-heh heh...” ► WHO KNOWS EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU ➭   “Well...I don’t know if there’s anyone out there that knows absolutely everything about me, really. There’s still so much I want to show people! And so much I want to learn and do! I don’t think I even know everything about myself yet. Can I be as strong as my friends? Where am I going to go in life? How can I be better and stronger? There are a lot of things I’m still trying to figure out I think...”

“Oh! That was it? Gosh. That felt so quick, answering all those questions. Thank you for doing this with me! Come and find me at the castle if you have any more, okay?”

#// Long Post #// I can finally get this out of my drafts now that it's finished! Yeeeee! #// This was so fun to do omg... #// This is super long so I'm not sure if I can slap in any cool formatting. Sorry! ;o; #{ Training Log | Headcanon } #{ The Legend of Dee | IC } #{ Minigame | Repost Meme }

[misslisterkeepsajournal]

1822 Tuesday 23 July

6

12 3/4

Good bed, very clean and comfortable, and slept well - Rainy night, and rainy morning - yet no prospect of doing any good by waiting, and off from Bala (the White lion Inn, John Ellis) at 7 25/60 - the upper road to Corwen only ten miles, but have come the lower (14 miles) thro’ the vale of Edeirnion, on account of the scenery - Beautiful vale - the Dee nearly close on our right most of the way - winds most beautifully, flowing gently between its low banks occasionally prettily wooded - what a contrast to the torrents to which we have lately been accustomed to. A beautiful vale - But it rained all the way to the last of the 2 turnpikes about or near 1/2 mile from Corwen, and our view was sadly spoilt by the thickness of the weather and the gig-top up -

Did not know the town or the Inn again - could scarce believe it the same place we stopt at on Sunday-week - (page 44). Left Bala at 7 25/60 and got here in 2 20/60 hour at 9 3/4 - Breakfast immediately -

(Llangollen - King’s head, new hotel - Mrs Davis. 2 3/4 p.m.) Left Corwen at 11 35/60 and got here in 1 1/2 hour (10 miles government-made road, most excellent in spite of having been almost deluged with rain) at 1 5/60 - the vale of Corwen beautiful certainly, but, as I have repeatedly told my aunt would be the case, it now seemed tame after the scenery we have seen - yet the vale of Edeirnion pleased us, even in the rain, and we prefer it to that of Corwen which saw more distinctly - as we had the top down all the way - a drop or 2 of rain just after setting off, and a shower for about the 3rd mile from Llangollen - heavy rain just after we got in -

Mrs Davis received us at the door, and came into our room to answer our inquiries after Lady Eleanor Butler - Mrs Davis was called up at one last night, and they thought her ladyship would have died - she was however rather better this morning - the physician does not seem to apprehend danger, but Mrs D- is alarmed, and spoke of it in tears - Miss Ponsonby too, is alarmed and ill herself  on this account - pain in her side - “She is a lady” said Mrs D- “of very strong ideas; but this would grieve her too” - Mrs D- has only known them 13 or 14 years during which time she has lived at this house but she has always seen them “so attached so amiable together” - no two people ever lived more happily - they like all the people about them are beloved by all, and do a great deal of good - Lady Eleanor had the remains of beauty - Miss Ponsonby was a very fine woman - Lady Eleanor Butler about 80 - Miss P- 10 or 12 years younger - the damp this bad account cast upon my spirits I cannot describe - I am interested about these 2 ladies very much - there is something in their story, and in all I have heard about them here that added to other circumstances makes a deep impression -

Sat musing on the sopha scarce wotting what to do - irresolute and moody - thinking of Pi [Mariana] low about her I cannot shake off the impression of what she said at Chester about delicacy in calculation delta’s [Charles’] life Mr Powis etc I know not how it is I am shockingly low altogether - Mrs Davis being going to inquire after lady Eleanor Butler my aunt and I walked with her to wait for her giving an answer to our inquiries - the physician there - strolled about for 10 minutes, and not being gone and it threatening to rain, returned and only just got in before a tremendously heavy shower - then sat down and wrote the above of today - I feel better for this writing - In fact, come what may, writing my journal - thus as it were throwing my mind on paper, always does me good -

Mrs Davis just returned - brought a good account of her ladyship and a message of thanks for our inquiries from Miss Ponsonby, who will be glad to see me this evening to thank me in person - shall about go 6 1/2 or 7, just after dinner - this is more than I expected I wonder how I work my way and what she will think of me Mrs Davis wishes me to give all the comfort all I can and not to mention that I know of her having been called up last night -

(9 p.m.) Dinner at 6 before dinner about two hours upstairs washing cutting my toe nails putting clean things etc At 7 went to Plasnewydd and got back at 8 - just an hour away and surely the walking there and back did not take me more than 20 minutes - shewn into the room next the library the breakfast room, waited a minute or 2, and then came Miss P- a large woman so as to waddle in walking but not taller than myself - in a blue shortish waist-cloth habit, the jacket unbuttoned shewing a plain plaited frilled habit shirt - a thick white cravat, rather loosely put on - hair powdered, parted, I think, down the middle in front, cut a moderate length all round and hanging straight, tolerably thick - the remains of a very fine face - coarseish white cotton stockings - ladies’ slipper shoes cut lower down, the foot hanging a little over - altogether a very odd figure - yet she had no sooner entered into conversation than I forgot all this and my attention was wholey taken by her manners and conversation - the former perfectly easy, peculiarly attentive and well bred, and bespeaking a person accustomed to a great deal of good society - mild and gentle, certainly not masculine, and yet there was a je-ne-sais-quoi striking - her conversation shewing a personal acquaintance with most of the literary characters of the day and their works - She seemed sanguine about lady Eleanor’s recovery - poor soul! my heart ached to think how small the chance - She told me her ladyship had undergone an operation 3 times - the sight of one eye restored - couching by absorption - I said I believed it was neither a painful nor dangerous operation - she seemed to think it both the one and the other - mentioned the beauties of the place - the books I had noticed in their rustic library - she said lady E- read French, Spanish, and Italian - had great knowledge of ancient manners and customs, understood the obsolete manners and phrases of Tasso remarkably well - had written elucidatory notes on the first 2 (or 4 # I think) books of Tasso, but had given away the only copy she ever had - contrived to ask if they are classical - “no!” (said she) thank god from Latin and Greek I’m free” - speaking of translations she mentioned La Cerda’s (I think it was) as the best according to some + bishop friend of hers of Virgil, and Cary’s as being most excellent of Tasso, literal and excellent for a beginner, and which she should recommend to any one wanting assistance - She somehow mentioned Lucretioius but it was “a bad book and she was afraid of reading it” - I asked why - He was a deistical writer - I mentioned Dr John Mason Good’s translation adding that I believed he (Dr Good) was not a high church man - “no! She knew he was heterodox” - I observed that she might think all the classics objectionable - “yes! they wanted pruning; but the Delphin Editions were very good - as people got older, she said, they are more particular - she was almost afraid of reading Cain, tho’ lord B- [Byron?] had been very good in sending them several of his works” - I asked if she had read Don Juan - she was ashamed to say she had read the 1st canto - She said I had named Mr Bankes - and asked if it was Mr Bankes Cleaver - I thought not, did not know him; but he was the most particular friend of a friend of mine - it was Mr Bankes the great Grecian, said to be now the best in England since Mr Porson’s death - She did not think he had ever been there did not know, did not remember him - she asked if I would walk out - shewed me their kitchen garden - walked round the shrubbery with me - She said she owned to their having been 42 years there - they landed first in South Wales but it did not answer the accounts they had heard of it - they then travelled in North Wales, and, taken with the beauty of this place, took the cottage for 31 years - but it was a false lease, and they had had a great deal of trouble and expense it was only 4 years since they had bought the place - Dared say I had a much nicer place at home - mentioned its situation, great age, long time in the family etc She wished to know where to find an account of it - Said it had been their humble endeavour to make their place as old as they could - Spoke like a woman of the world about my liking the place where I was born, etc said I was not born there - my father was a younger brother - but that I had the expectation of succeeding my uncle - “Ah! then”, said she, “you will soon be the master and there will be an end of romance” - Never! never! said I - I envied their place and the happiness they had had there - dared say they had never quarrelled - “no! they had never had a quarrel - little difference of opinion sometimes - life could not go on without it - but only about the planting of a tree - and, when they differed in opinion, they took care to let no one see it” - At parting, she shook hands with me and gave me a rose; I said I should keep it for the sake of the place where it grew. She had before said she should be happy to introduce me sometime to Lady Eleanor - I had given my aunt’s compliments and inquiries said she would have called with me but feared to intrude, and was not quite well this evening - she (Miss P-) gave me a sprig of geranium for my aunt with her compliments and thanks for her inquiries - Lady E- was asleep while I was there - Miss P- had been reading to her “Adam Blair” the little book recommended to me by M- at Chester - I had told Miss P- I had first seen an account of them in La Belle Assemblie a dozen years ago, and had longed to see the place ever since - She said some people had been very impertinent, particularly Dr Mavor who had in some way displeased (laughed at or something) their old housekeeper to whose memory they have erected a monument in the church yard - and it seems the ladies have a particular objection to Dr M- but Miss P- appears to have lost her teeth, and occasionally mumbles a little, that, as a stranger, I did not always perhaps quite understand her - It seems 2 of the Cromptons and their brother (of Esholt) were lately sketching the place - the ladies sent them chairs - went out to speak to them (for they were retiring fearing they had offended the ladies) formed an acquaintance and wanting to know something aobut the Derwentwater family which the C-s could get to know, there has been a correspondence - Miss P- said she had not answered their last letter, but meant to do it - Lady E and Miss P- seem great pedigree-people antiquaries, topographers, etc -

The Ladies of Llangollen: Miss Ponsonby on the left, Lady Eleanor Butler on the right - Image Credit: Wikimedia Commons

I came away much pleased with Miss P- and sincerely hoping Lady E- will recover; to enjoy a few years more in this world - I know not how it is, I felt low after coming away - a thousand moody reflections occurred; but again writing has done me good - went to and returned from Plasnewydd in a gleam - showery afternoon and evening - I mean to dry and keep the rose Miss P- gave me - ‘Tis now 10 1/4 - sat talking to my aunt came upstairs at 11 10/60 forty minutes siding my things in the imperial - used the syringe with cold water three times today great deal of discharge -

Reference: SH:7/ML/E/6/0031

#anne lister #anne lister code breaker #gentleman jack #1822 #the annes go to Wales #the ladies of llangollen

[thornbolts]

My Two Lives Ch. 7 - My First Friend

Previous Chapters:

[Chapter 1: Westfallen Blues]

[Chapter 2: From Student to Hunter]

[Chapter 3: The Doe and the Buck]

[Chapter 4: The Day the Wardrums Came]

[Chapter 5:  Hard Times in a Harder City]

[Chapter 6: The Fall of Stormwind]

It must've been around three days we were at sea then, a boat among the countless others sailing north toward Lordaeron. There was no below-deck, and any raging elements like the storms or the cold rain, we just had to endure with what clothing we were able to carry.

But it wasn't all bad. We were fortunate enough to have a mage apprentice on our ship. He couldn't do much more other than conjuring fire in his palms, but with the cooking supplies the other families aboard the ship brought along, we were able to boil seawater, gather the steam, let it cool down, and drink it. This way, we never wanted for clean water.

There wasn't much to do for entertainment on the boat other than cards and playing a bit of I Spy with the other ships sailing around us on this mass exodus. So we'd fill our days talking with the other people aboard the boat, getting to know their life stories. Hell, I think this was when I began to appreciate storytelling.

Yeah. During those nights where we couldn't see anything around us other than the lamplights on the other boats, we told stories and sometimes sang songs.

That mage apprentice I mentioned earlier? His name was Archie, but we called him Arch. He'd been studying hard with whatever magic books he could buy on a delivery boy's budget. His dream was to study in Dalaran eventually. Fire came naturally to him. But the other magic? Not so much. Nonetheless, he was a sweet guy. Said he wanted to become a mage to help the world, to use his power to protect--to ensure no other people would be hurt by things like war.

I chuckled at that. It was a lofty ideal for a kid whose eyes hadn't seen the worst of it. But I suppose we needed folks like him if we wanted this earth to be a better place for those that'd come after we're long gone.

Along the trip, a barber volunteered to cut people's hair and shave them if needed. He was a grizzled middle-aged man, maybe about my pa's age. He managed to get his barber's tools out of his shop when the evacuation notice came out. His name was Benton.

Alongside Benton was his daughter, Melody. She was about my age, maybe a year or two older. When my pop took up Benton's offer, Melody and I would be off on the other side of the boat, trying to shimmy away from both of our dads telling embarrassing stories about us as kids.

I remember the first time I spoke with her. And today, I'm still in contact with her, even though we lost it briefly when I was an angry specter wandering the forests of Tirisfal, but that's another story for later.

As Benton draped the barber's apron over my pop, my pop got right into telling the story about the Doe and the Buck, my first time out hunting after I got expelled from school in Stormwind. He was having a grand old time telling Benton how he got that expulsion letter and how Uncle Jasper escorted me back to the family hunting lodge. My ma was red in the face. I knew she'd be slapping pop the moment we all got off the boat.

I wish I could shut my ears, but I couldn't do much other than making my way to the opposite end of the boat to at least be able to hear myself think.

Melody waddled up right beside me and took a seat. We both awkwardly stared out into the ocean and at the other ships. At the time, the only interaction I had with kids my age was being the victim of constant bullying and having to fight even to be acknowledged. I was good at one thing, something that hunting taught me well: Staying quiet.

Must have been five minutes before she finally broke the ice, and she had the delicateness of a sledgehammer.

"S-so uh..." Melody stammered as she watched me chamber a bullet into and out of my rifle. "Your f-freckles are pretty."

I squinted, laying my rifle across my lap. My what? Did I hear her right?

"Thank ya kindly. I grew 'em myself." I tried to hide my accent, but it was blatantly obvious I wasn't from the city. And this conversation was already terribly awkward.

Her eyes widened as she heard me, and I thought she'd be another kid that'd get a kick out of the country speak. I closed my eyes and sucked air through my teeth, bracing for her to let all the laughs out. I was used to it at this point.

"Your accent is cool too. Westfallen?" She piped up again, dragging her hand through the water.

Her words caught me off guard. I fumbled the bullet out of my hand, trying to snag it out of the air multiple times before it plopped into the ocean. I leaned over the edge, trying to see if I could plunge my hand into the water to get it back before it sank into the sunless depths.

"REM!" My pops shouted from the other side of the boat, his face covered in shaving cream as Benton paused, looking from my pops' chin to me. "What’re ya lookin’ fer in the water?! Mermaids? Don't make me come over there and tie ya ta the damn mast!”

"Sorry, pop." I leaned back into the boat, facing toward Melody again. "Westfallen. My grandpa and grandma lived there. My ma and pop moved us ta Elwynn when I was maybe three?"

"You mean you've always been outside of Stormwind?"

"Right up until the Orcs came and nearly killed us at our huntin' lodge," I said.

Melody paused, her gaze descending into the wooden boards. A few seconds went by before I realized I probably struck a nerve.

"Yeah. I don't suppose I'm special now considerin’." I glanced out to all the other ships packed to the rails with fellow refugees. 

I extended my fist out. This girl was the first one that didn't laugh at my voice when I spoke. She seemed nice, not at all like those bullies at the academy. I figured that... maybe I’d try the whole ‘making friends’ thing again. "Name's Remington. Rem fer short."

She bumped my fist and looked out toward the water. "Melody," she introduced. "Lost my mom in the attack. Now it's just dad and me." She motioned to Benton with the tip of her chin.

I went silent for a moment, staring at my reflection in the water as we drifted into the seemingly endless horizon. "I'm sorry," I finally mustered.

"Not your fault," Melody assured. "Say... What's with the rifle? Can you shoot?"

“We’re hunters.” I smirked, bracing the buttstock against the crook in my shoulder and looking down the scope at the ground. "Reckon I can shoot better than most soldiers." I was confident that I actually could. I wanted to prove it by pinging a seagull flying overhead, but that'd just make my family pissed.

"Always wanted to try it, you know? Shooting a gun, shooting a bow--never could." Melody sighed, clasping her hands behind her back and leaning on the mast.

"Why not?" I asked. "Walk on down ta any general store, and you'd find a rifle or bow somewhere on the shelf. Only a matter 'a findin' a spot ta practice."

"Finding a spot was always the hard part." Melody just smiled, lifting her eyes to the blue and yellow lion symbol atop our sail. "Never been outside Stormwind City until the Orcs came."

The thought of it was completely incomprehensible to me: Melody stayed confined in those constricting white walls, always in the thick of a busy populace where you couldn't even hear yourself think. No nature. No feeling of vast freedom. Not having to kill to eat and not having to fight to exist. The first thought that came to mind was that she was just pampered and privileged.

I just stared at her. I don't know how long I did before Benton chuckled.

"Looks like you talked the poor girl silly," Benton called out to Melody, wiping my father's face of any remaining shaving cream.

"They're already makin' friends." My pop smiled, scooping a hand into the seawater and rinsing his newly-shaved face with it. "At least one good thing has come outta those damned Orcs attackin'."

I scoffed, looking back out toward the blue horizon. I had an idea.

"Ya know anythin' about this Lordaeron place we're goin'?" I asked.

"I know there are forests! It's probably colder since it's way up north. There's this big city. It's called Capital City!" Melody declared. "It's where King Terenas lives."

"Capital City? What kinda name is that? It's so... boring." I snorted, peeling the brim of my hat over my face to shield it from the overhead sun.

"Looks like you were paying attention in class, Dee." Benton smiled, dunking his razor into the water and cleaning it off with a handkerchief.

"Unlike Rem," pops jabbed from the other end of the boat.

I rolled my eyes, looking back toward Melody. "If'n ya want, maybe I could take ya out shootin' when we get settled in Lordaeron?"

She grinned the widest smile I ever saw someone smile, genuine warmth and enthusiasm. "It's a promise then."

As Melody said that, I felt my chest swell up with excitement. I don't know how else to describe it. It was weird. For once, I actually got the chance to show someone what my pop taught me, maybe give someone a love of the wild.

We wouldn't hit Lordaeron for another week, but it was nice to know that I made the first friend I ever really had in my life. This friendship lasts even today in my second life. Melody and I write to one another still. Moved back into Stormwind City, and she’s got two beautiful sons.

We meet sometimes when we can, maybe once or twice a year to catch up in neutral territory, like Pandaria. A lot has happened, but despite faction lines now and me being the walking dead, we still treat each other like those times back on the boat and in Lordaeron.

My first friend. I’d kill for her.

#remington thornbolt #ic #my writing #my two lives #world of warcraft #world of warcraft writing #wra rp #wyrmrest accord #wyrmrest accord rp

[gigis-ff-blog]

last time here we go

so you all probably expected this by now. but I’m not uploading this fic series anymore. I just cant find the motivation and with the amount I was planning to write its just became intimidating. I’m also going into my junior year(11th year) of high school, and that’s already stressful. and I’m really disappointed in myself that I never finished even the first book. but if you guys wouldn’t mind I would love to share my ideas and concepts that were supposed to be present. I might work on them in the future though.

CHARACTER DIFFERENCES

so unlike the anime, Dedede and Escargoon were supposed to act as good guys. Dedede was supposed to turn evil after being manipulated by Nightmare, who was so afraid by Kirby that he absorbed to much power than he could handle, became corrupted, and corrupted a king just to get rid of them. NME was supposed to be like a friendly group and were just supposed to be people that others could hire and pay for goods and services. Adaline would have been the salesman’s adopted daughter also. 

Characters like Marx, Dark Matter Swordsman, Dark Meta knight, and other villains would have had redeeming arcs as subplots. Susie was also supposed to have a more compassionate personality, albeit still snarky and all about herself. Necrodeus and Nebula were also supposed to be the co rulers of the underworld at a certain point. Axe knight was supposed to be related to them.

The Galaxia would have also had a spirit form, kind of like FI from Zelda, but more tired and motherly. This would have been the same for the mirror Galaxia as well. Sirica and Joe would have appeared as siblings under Meta’s care. Meta would have also had very cheap disguises (like an old fisherman’s disguise.)

Void would have also been reborn as a baby orb.

PLOT DIFFERENCES

The plot of Meta Knight Returns would have taken place just before that of Amazing Mirror. Where Meta knight would have left for the amazing mirror in hopes of regaining his lost family.However he would have been foiled by Dark Meta Knight and would have been trapped in the mirror world. Dark would have stolen the Galaxia and went to the Halberd to try and take over dreamland. The Galaxia would have been stored in a secret place in the Halberd as Dark wouldn’t be able to wield it. Eventually, the crew and Kirby would find this out and collaborate in taking him and the ship down.

Canvas curse and Rainbow curse would have had Adaline and Bandanna team up with Kirby. the stories would also lead in to Adaline’s past and character development.

A subplot between Morpho Knight and Meta knight would happen within the events of Mass attack. This would lead to character reveals like Aqua Knight being revealed. The Galaxia wielders would have had a big role in this story and it would have been the first time Galacta was seen.

The backstory of Sectonia and Dark Meta would have been explained. Dark would have taught Sectonia how to wield a sword and would have befriended her. Sectonia would have accidentally found a corrupt power within the Mirror that would have changed her to the evil queen bee she was.

Susie, Kirby, and Galacta knight were supposed to be part of a subplot in the Planet Robobot story, which would set up her and Kirby’s backstory which would take place in another dimension. In this, Kirby was supposed to be made of the same matter Void was made of, Except Susie would care for Kirby and tell them stories about her Dad and how she was always told that she was amazing. A cataclysm that would lead to a big crack in Galacta’s seal would have caused them to try and escape as Susie knew about how dangerous Galacta was. They would have eventually escaped on a ship Susie made, eccept she would have been hit off of the ship and found by The Haltman Company. 

Another subplot I Robobot would be how the halberd crew and the clones were both trying to work together and free Meta and take back the Halberd from Haltman. Eventually, Susie would join in becoming disgusted by how corrupt her father and the company were becoming.

Team Kirby clash deluxe would have been in a parallel dream universe visited by Susie

Kirby Star allies would have had each group of Dream friends given their own story in the narrative, eventually leading to a big climactic meetup at the end. Flamberge would have teamed up with Morpho and a fight would break out with the three sisters after Fransisca was hurt about “Why are we even in this cult? For Him. He took our hearts and hurt Fran. He’s not the same.”

The ancients, the GSA, the four heroes, Void and Galacta knight, and Morpho knight would have all had a big story of their own describing a war against Matter, and a gigantic calamity. There would have also been mentions of a war with Floralia and the Underworld. Meta would have been a child and one of the four heroes in the war against matter and an adult during the calamity.The calamity is what would have actually been the death of Garlude and Joes father. The war against matter would have involved the GSA and Nightmare on the same side. Morpho knight would have been related to Meta in some way before their demise. Galacta was also going to become corrupt with to much matter, causing a calamity that would combine all forces against one big death orb. Galacta, Kirby, and Void would have all shared the same person. This section of the story would reveal this. A prophecy involving Kirby’s adventures would have also been mentioned.

An ending was supposed to be written involving Galacta knight and the crumbling of the universe. This would be when they had broken free and started wreaking havoc. This would have painted an apocalyptic dreamland. Galacta would have killed off characters one by one GOT(I don’t watch or like this show) style with epic fights. They would have also consumed Kirby and Voids matters, including their souls. Galacta would have ripped holes in time and space and ruined everything till there was nothing left. Void and Kirby would have fused inside Galacta’s conscience and fought them there, Galacta’s soul would have been fought with Kirby and Voids combined soul. Eventually, all of them would become one and reverse time using the time ability and restore things to the second before the apocalypse started. From then everyone would live normal lives. Susie would also create a machine that would have brought back morpho knight from the dead to they could live a new and better life. 

Kirby café. It would have been a thing.

SAILOR DEE

Sailor dee was supposed to act as a main supporting character and secret Meta Knights spy, who would end up helping Kirby, despite being afraid of them in the beginning due to the GSA records Meta knight gave them.  Sailor’s backstory was supposed to reveal that they left their home and sailed away because they felt as if they were not wanted and forgettable once Bandanna started becoming closer to the kings court after his megaton punch world record break. this would lead to Sailor finding the Meta Knights. Sailor was supposed to get a more major character arc, becoming a more strong and confident person. Eventually Sailor would become the force that leads the Meta Knights when Meta is MIA. Sailor would have also been a Galaxia wielder. 

A feud during Amazing mirror would have led Sailor to go off and try to save the world themself, without Galaxia and the knights, who Sailor feels abandoned them. Sailor would get into a fight with Dark Meta, a fight where Silver Galaxia would create a blast that tried to save Sailor, but knocked them into another dimension with Marx, Dark Matter Swordsman, Nightmare, and Morpho. Together they would all work to make it out. They would all master different abilities. this plot would lead to the Morpho knight subplot in the Mass Attack story. Sailor would become Aqua Knight in the end.

ADALINE

Adaline’s backstory would begin as a lone magical waddle dee artist would travel to Shiver Star to test his artistic ability and reanimate the lost and forgotten life forms using soul matter paint. Adaline would be the waddle dee’s child and would grow up to watch her father figure create new sisters and even planets(patchland) out of magic. Eventually. The painter would become corrupt, and attempt to create a painting army to take over the galaxy. Vividria enlisted the help of NME to stop the galactic takeover before it started by separating paintings and sealing the painter inside the magic brush. The dude would have time to think in there. Adaline would then be taken in the Nightmare family’s care. They would also create a brother to her, Paint Roller. Vividria guards the artists moon.

MORPHO

morpho would have been Meta’s younger sibling. Both would try to escape the All Matter Castle after being hurt by Void after Void-a baby God ho had no idea what it was doing-was manipulated to hurt them. Meta made it out. Morpho didn’t. Morpho was killed and taken to the underworld. there they met Necrodeus, who gave them the role as a grim reaper. Necrodeus always felt sorry for Morpho. 

Morpho was trapped before they were killed. as Meta escaped he promised he would go back. However, Morpho was told in their final moments that Meta left them to save himself. This would spark their revenge.

After Morpho’s revenge failed, they would have had an emotional talk where they would basically hug and cry and clear things up before the light took morpho back. In the series end, they would be reborn with new memories in a new life around people that would love them.

HYNESS

Hyness would have started out as a normal part time cleric / part time nanny. He knew all of the sisters as he was their nanny. when families abandoned in blizzards, infernos took lives, and when all seamed gone. Hyness took them under their wing. But like literally anyone else at this point he became crazy with power. His dark powers left him after KSA and he felt guilty to the point of tears after he realized what he had done. He did everything he could to make it up to them.

VOID

Void would have been a baby God found by the ancients. Their power would be manipulated by other people until they were convinced that what they were doing was ok. The four heroes tried to reason with Void but to no avail.Once Void was sealed their manipulators were ended. Sir Arthur became the new leader and the era of control was over. Galacta Knight absorbed their power however and started the calamity…

GALACTA

Galacta was Kirby from a future time and history that had a cataclysmic event involving the fusion of Void and Kirby. Everything in the dimension was wiped out in this event. This dimension became “another dimension.” Galacta knight absorbed Void’s sealed matter and became overwhelmed with power. Galacta would be sealed tearfully by Meta as they both knew each other because they were both family to one another. Galacta would reawaken themself, and cause havoc throughout time and space. Galacta, Kirby, and Void would all fuse, fixing everything and ending off the series on the same hill Kirby crashed on.

THATS IT I HOPED YOU ENJOYED PLEASE COMENT AND REBLOG I SPENT A LOT OF TIME ON THIS I LOVE YOU ALL AND WHO KNOWS I MIGHT WORK ON THESE AS SIMGULAR STORIES LATER. THIS IS MY FF BLOG NOW. THANK YOU LOVE YOU ALL IM SORRY THANK YOU!!!!!!!!111111!!!!

#kirby #kirby star allies #hoshi no kaabii #kirby right back at ya #kirby 64 #waddle dee #meta knight #king dedede #morpho knight #galacta knight #whew #that was a lot #i might make art on this #but i need to do stuff first #thank you all so much for being patient #im sorry #thank you

[cutiecrates]

Cutie Reviews: Gacha Gacha crate May 19

Welcome to the review :3 today we’ll be looking at the May Gacha Gacha Crate; which stars everyone’s favorite pink puffball~

Well sorta, it’s only one item but still. Click the pic if you want to read the text more clearly, otherwise let’s get this review started!

Our first item is this.... Unicorn worm?!

Unicorn Bracelet

Actually it isn’t; it’s a bracelet! From Toys Spirit, there are 7 available Unicorn bracelets to collect. There’s only 5 shown in the book though, so I assume there might be 2 special ones?

They come in white pink (the one I got), green purple, pink red, purple blue, and white purple.

Now I think these might have been based on an American toy series (that I suddenly forgot the name of I’m sorry); I say that because I have proof. About a year or two ago these came out: 

I think the one I bought, the other unicorn was 5 or 6 dollars (I also have a kitty like it, and they still make these now in a variety of finishes, animals, and series). They are almost exactly the same in terms of detail, shape, gimmick.

Basically, to make these work you take the larger bead beneath the neck and tail, hold them by the holes on the body and twist to form them into arms and legs. Then when you want to wear it you pull them loose and connect the tail tip to the head hole.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

Now, I really like the concept, I love cutesy jewelry an accessories. As a stand alone toy/item I would have really loved this little cutie x3 I still do really like it, but I couldn’t stop myself from comparing it to my other one and like it even more than I already do. But they pretty much work exactly the same, and they’re both very cute so I’d recommend either.

Dragon Ball Super Figures

Our next item is this... arguably less-cute chibified Dragon Ball gacha from Bandai. They’re simplified little figures with moving head and arms, and they each include a little stand they can be attached to. I don’t know the form names anymore outside of the originals, but I do know this is Goku...?

Rating: ♥ ♥

I don’t hate dragon ball or anything, but as I’ve said before I don’t keep up with the series and lost interest in it. The figure itself is nice though, and I love all of the detail on the head. But I feel like with all that detail they neglected the body, you can kind of see a difference in mediums between them and it bugs me.

I also dislike how they hands look like they could hold something- but you don’t get anything for them to hold. I know it’s just meant to be like... a generic figure or something, but to me it left a lot to be desired. I won’t be keeping this one knowing someone else would really appreciate it.

Pochacco Figure

Our next item is this super-cute figure set of Pochacco, a slightly obscure Sanrio character depending on where you live. Like where I live I rarely ever saw him in/on anything; but lately I’ve been seeing him show up a lot more.

This series is by Takara Tomy Arts and there are 5 available in this collection, each featuring Pochacco in a variety of poses. 

Of course I got the really plain/basic pose, and he’s even wearing yellow for an added bonus <,<

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

I’ve already said this before, but I prefer practical Gacha that give you something to do over plain figurines. But I’ve always had a soft spot for Pochacco and even if this one is a bit on the plain side, it’s still pretty cute. And thinking about this, I could still do something with it; re-ment, put it on things and take pictures...

Shiba Plush

Our next item is this kawaii little Shiba plush. I was kind of surprised to see this, given that Shiba were featured in the prior booklet and box. This would have been perfect for it.

This line is by Koro Koro Collection, and there are 5 available. I can’t understand their names though, so I don’t know who/what species of shiba mine is.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

There isn’t all that much to it but I do like the detail on this small plush. It’s body has small beans in it, and it fits right into your palm x3 I like how it kind of works as an alternate Squishy. It’s also really cute~

Kirby Squishy

Next is another gacha from Takara Tomy Arts, a kawaii itty-bitty Kirby squishy~

4 are available, including basic kirby, kirby with a rice ball, waddle dee, and meta knight. I love Kirby so much I’d have been happy with any of them, although I do think besides this one, I’d have loved to have meta knight.

Since I actually own a few Kirby Squishy I thought I’d get them out to sort of compare with it.

Like them it’s just a simple foam squishy. But the two I already own are ulra-soft, semi-slow rise, and they have a fruity scent. This one is soft, but due to its smaller size there isn’t enough foam for it to really rise back, it bounces back to normal in a second, if that. It also has a light roasted soy bean scent.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

So, if you prefer slow rise squishies and things you can really sink your hands into, this isn’t for you. But if you like a quicker rise squishy and something smaller sized for easier transportation I’d say it’s perfect. But it’s very small so I feel like if you’re not careful it would be pretty easy to lose.

Whack-A-Mole Game

Our final item is this really cute little portable electronic game based on Whack-A-Mole, you know, the game where you hit the moles or similar animals with a squeaky toy or your hands?

There are 4 available, each with a different base that is themed after one of the seasons. I really wish I got the spring or winter ones, but I was born in Fall/Autumn, so this is kind of appropriate :p

Basically, all you do is pull the tab out then turn it on. The bar along the bottom works as a sort of time/game phase measurement, and the game goes through multiple phases until you get to the point where you miss one, then you’re automatically out/the game ends.

Rating: ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

I love games, and when I was little I used to have a bunch of little things like this, and my old dentist had some that I was allowed to play while waiting. It’s very fun and a great way to kill a few minutes or work out some stress or if you’re fidgety.

The only thing bothering me is that the game doesn’t really tell you the score you get (as far as I know, there weren’t instructions), and it is very loud. There isn’t really a way to control the volume unless you leave the game flat on a surface, or turn the ON button half-way, which lets you play the game in silence.

♥ Cutie Ranking ♥ 

Total Rank: 8 out of 10 cuties, one of my favorite boxes so far. Everything had nice detailing, I didn’t notice any defects or real issues, I also feel like the practicality was about the same as the prior box. But this time they didn’t include a price, so... I feel like in terms of what we pay, only one or two of them didn’t really seem to suit it. The rest sure.

if I had to change anything I’d say swap the Dragon Ball capsule for something more cute to match the rest of the box. I also wish that the boxes had a stronger theme. Like, this one had a Kirby booklet insert, so why not include more Kirby capsules? I know it’s possible for them to do a themed box, even if they just did like 2 or 3 capsules out of the 6 so that if the person didn’t like the theme the entire box wasn’t a waste for them.

♥ Cutie Scale ♥

1. Kirby Squishy

2. Shiba Plush

3. Unicorn Bracelet

4. Pochacco

5. Whack-A-Mole

6. Dragon Ball Figure

Sorry if you thought this last part of the review was kind of lacking... I honestly just didn’t have anything extra to add in. Sometimes it just happens.

Anyway, I’ll be returning to our regular box. So remember, until then make sure you open a box of cuteness every day ♥

#gachagachacrate #kirby #dragon ball #pochacco