Kirby: Interstellar Monsters

Episode 1: Cappy New Year

It was the Eve of New Years, the King restless as he paced back and forth. "I gotta- I gotta- Grr!! That lil' pink brat is gettin' on my last nerve! We gotta do somethin'- I'm tired of seein' his stupid babyface runnin' around these halls!"

Escargoon was dusting off his chair, unphased by Dedede's little tantrum. "Sire, just do what you usually do," he suggested.

"And what is that?" The King actually stopped his tirade, if only for a moment.

"Order a monster to take down Kirby, obviously," He mumbled with a shrug.

He huffed. "Great idea! Glad I thought of it!" He perked up, snatching the monitor remote out of Escargoon's hands, flicking on the TV.

"Happy New Years eve, Triple D! What can I get for you? We're having a special on fire and entertainment Demon Beasts this evening! Call it an end-of-the-year blowout, if you will," He chuckled, rubbing his hands together.

"Well I've got me a resolution this year, so listen up!"

"Oh?" The salesman pushed up his glasses. "So, let me guess- you want to get rid of Kirby this year?"

"That's right! I need you to send me one of the strongest, most New-Yearsy monsters ya got!"

"Hmm... But you still owe from all of your other failed escapades."

Escargoon rolled his eyes. There was no way Dedede was going to pay that all off.

"I'll pay ya- I don't care what it costs, I just want that fluffball out of here!"

"Interesting- I think I have just the demon beast you're looking for. It'll cost you a pretty penny, but you'll find she's worth every bit," He grinned evilly as Dedede just glared at the screen.

"I don't care, just download it!"

With those words, the screen cut out, and the portal began to activate. When it finally stopped, the monster jumped off the teleporter.

She looked surprisingly human, her only unnatural feature being the fact that her two normal arms had been replaced with four robotic ones that hovered off her body. She sported unruly brown curls covered by a backwards baseball cap, and wore an orange sleveless shirt and ripped jeans. She couldn't have been any older than 17.

"Your majesty," She addressed him, giving Dedede a low, dramatic bow. It was hard to tell if she was being sarcastic or not.

"You're the- now- Wait just a second!" he fussed, trying to click the monitor back on. It wouldn't budge. "You's just a human! If I wanted a human I coulda just gone and kidnapped a Cappy!"

"Now hold on just a minute. I'm more than just your average human. Just... give me a chance, yeah?" Not only did she look human, she was also surprisingly short.

"Hrrghgh..... fine, ya get one chance." He gnashed his teeth as he crossed his arms. "So whaddya do? It better be good."

"Well, I work best with crowds. I can pick off a target without anyone noticing. Or if you're more of a theatrical type, I can make a show out of it," she explained with a sinister grin.

As Freya spoke, she could smell something. The familiar stench of a demon beast. Though this was the strongest smelling demon beast she had been around. The question was, where was it?...

"Oooh, that actually sounds like just what I need! We can make a whole show out of getting rid of Kirby!" The king exclaimed, before noticing her preoccupied gaze. "What, you smell somethin'? Or somethin'?"

"I... Yes, though I sure it's nothing," she waved it off dismissively. Her heightened senses were alerted by the quiet tap tap tap of boots, before she heard it no more. But the King hadn't heard a thing.