"Len! Len!" Hana shouted as she approached her husband, Cappy Town's mayor.
The Mayor, or Len as was his name, jolted awake in his chair, saying "Ah, yes dear? What is it? Are the grandkids here? Did something happen?"
She ran to the Mayor, holding a news paper in shaky hands. "Look! Gas prices are so expensive! What shall we do?" She cried, now shoving the paper in her husband's face.
The Mayor took the paper and skimmed it. He blinked a couple times, rubbed his eyes, and blinked again.
"Perhaps..." he began, rubbing his temple in disdain, "we should use a carriage instead of a car."
"We aren't savages, dear!" Hana piped up, now more annoyed than freaked out.
"W-well... I suppose we'll have to talk to Gus."
"And I will give him a piece of my damn min—"
"Damn?" another, childlike voice asked.
Slowly, The Mayor and His Wife turned to their youngest grandchild. The little shit began to laugh and sing the word as if he just found the cure to world hunger, though that wasn't exactly a thing on Popstar.
Lucky bastards.
"Dammnnn! Damn, damn!" it sang.
"Oh dear," The Mayor said as he sunk back into his chair, wishing this to be a dream. His daughter would never let him off the hook for this.
Hana checked the paper again, her eyes widening in surprise as she reread the title.
"Oh thank goodness! This was written two years ago. We had absolutely nothing to worry about," she said, now suddenly calm. She tossed the paper into her husband's face and walked away humming.
The Mayor sank deeper into his chair, letting out a long, exaggerated sigh. Now he would have to deal with an angry daughter complaining about her sweet little shit saying "Damn!" constantly at the age of five.
"I'm too old for this."
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Kirby Short Stories
FanfictionJust some Kirby stories I come up with and thought I'd share. Most of the characters are from Kirby: Right Back at Ya! since I'm pretty unfamiliar with the games. I don't own any of the characters used here. Kirby and crew belong to Nintendo/Hal L...
