The king sat, waiting upon his dinner. He sat, and he sat, but no dinner arrived for what felt like hours.
"Maybe it's deir day off..." the king asked, more so to himself than anybody else in the dining room.
"You don't give the waddle-dees a day off, Sire," Escargoon answered, although he knew the not-question question wasn't directed at him.
Dedede began to trace his finger along the rim of his glass of wine, growing more and more frustrated with every passing second. And hungry.
"Maybe dey forgot about me. No, dat's not possible... or maybe dey don' wanna feed me. But how could dat be possible..." Dedede mused as Escargoon yawned. Dedede then bolted upright, eyes wide. "What if Kirbeh got ahold'o my food, an' deh waddle-dees gotta go make more? What if Nightmare Enterprises stole all my moneh and food and now I don' got either? What if Ebrum's kid stole alla deh food?" Dedede was panicking, close to hyperventilating. Escargoon yawned again. Dedede continued going down this spiral of why his food was late, when Waddle-Doo and the other waddle-dees burst in with food.
"Here's your food, Sire—"
"WHERE YA'LL BEEN, I'VE BEEN WAITIN' HERE FOR HOURS!"
"Sire, they're only two minutes late," Escargoon said calmly as he set his napkin neatly in his lap.
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Kirby Short Stories
FanficJust 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...
