The Dark Matter had entered trance, and had a dim
expression. He saw for his inner sight, Kirby, Gooey, Adeleine
and Triple D. He muttered:
“That Pink Puffball Moron sure thinks his safe...
I bet that Blasted Blue Bigshot thinks so too!!” Suddenly, he
said, “Stop that Marx!” Marx flinched. Whoops, Darkie had seen
him making imitations of his dumb face..!
On the Halberd, Meta shouted:
“Blade, we need to powerize the Mech soldiers!
All systems down!”
The Intercom replied:
“Ok. Sword, stop that, you moron and get over
here!”
“Aye aye,” Sword shouted, then he muttered: “You
bigshot..!”
The Halberd, whose motors didnt work as well as
usual, slowly made its way over the Orange Ocean. Meta thaught
of his old castle, sat down, and sighed... He sure wished he had
smashed Kirby the first time, without some Smartypant Darkhead
running around his feet telling him what to do...
“All systems down, sir! Mech soldiers loading! We
will have them all loaded before we are in Whispy Woods!” Metas
thaughts was interrupted by the Intercoms loud, beeping voice.
“Good, repair the motors too, they seem a little
weak...”
“Aye Aye, sir!” Sword said running by. “Im sure
glad youre the cap’n here, instead of Blade yaknow!”
On a certain island in the orange ocean, some
enemies to Kirby (summoned by Dark Matter) was forming a plan,
or atleast trying.
“I say, WE NEED A COMPLEX PLAN!” said Miracle
Matter in a loud voice.
“We – Need – No – Plan!” Said a mechanical voice
beloning to HR-R.
“Exactly, You whack’em, I Eat’em!” Blubbered Acro
the Orca.
“We cant!” said Whispy, “Cause if we dont have a
plan, they’ll beat us anyway!
“They beat usss lassst time, you know,” hissed
Magman, “And they can do it again!”
“No they cant!” Said a voice.
“Atleast we think so,” Said a second.
“No, we know it!” Said a third. The voices showed
out to belong to Pix, they weird trio of gem liking things!
