In Escargoon's bedchambers, the phone rang.
Escargoon answered the phone. "Hello?"
Oh the other line, his mother spoke. "Hi, dear, it's so nice to hear from you!"
"Oh, hi, Mommy! How have you been?"
"Wonderful dear! I found myself a fine snail. He quite tall and nice, I think you'd like him a lot."
"Oh, that's great!" Escargoon lied through gritted teeth. It was enough remembering hers and the King's birthdays, but a third person?
"So, how about you? Have you found your Misses Snail yet?"
"Uh—well see... that area has uh... no flowers blooming."
"We're not talking about gardens, dear."
"Well—that area bore no fruit."
Now his mother was extremely confused. "Are you near fruit trees, or are you talking to somebody else?"
"No mommy, I mean there's no ring on the finger."
"Oh my! You haven't engaged yet? Well, when will you propose?"
"Ohh—well, see, there's no pineapple in a pear tree."
"Pineapples don't belong in pear trees anyways."
"There's no shell for the snail."
"But your shell is practically apart of you!"
Escargoon sighed, defeated. He had run out of metaphors to use, and frankly, his mother was more straightforward. "There's no misses, mommy."
"Oh, that's okay, dear. You didn't have to change the subject four times."
Her smile could be heard through the phone, which made the situation all the better.
Until the power went out.
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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...
