The Arrow of Time

Afloat

The five of them burst into the garden and saw something none of them would forget in a hurry. Daroach and Taranza were hurt. They were on opposite sides of Susie, who seemed to be in the worst position of all. She was flat on the ground, with Dark Meta Knight standing on her back holding a sickle. Dedede rushed in and tackled him. "WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?"

Dark Meta Knight struggled to escape the king's grip. "Keeping my distance isn't enough, I want her to die!"

Staggered, Taranza got up off the ground. Blood seeped from cuts on his palms and back, but none of them looked deep enough to be too serious. "Do you... EVER... think before you act?"

"Grrrh! One of you get this fatass off of me!" He didn't seem to be listening.

Gooey looked around nervously. "What... do?"

Meta Knight walked up to his struggling counterpart, pried the sickle out of his hands, and looked Dedede in the eyes. "Jail?"

The king nodded. "Jail."

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After putting the mirror knight in jail, they all slowly went back to the elevator. Once the elevator stopped on floor c, they filed out. As they were moving to their respective rooms, Daroach grabbed one of Taranza's hands. "Actually, before you go in there, I left Magolor in my room. He collapsed earlier because he forgot how to sustain himself, and he wanted me to let you in." He opened the door to his own room, and indicated Magolor on the bed.

Taranza went in and crouched next to Magolor to see if he was awake or not. He opened his eyes, and smiled weakly. "Hope you weren't worried..."

Taranza took one of his non-bloody hands and ran it down Magolor's side, over the covers. "Of course I was."

"...You dork." He sat up slightly and gently touched his forehead against Taranza's.

"Geez, guys, could you get a room? I'm right here!" Daroach shouted in that tone he had when he was obviously not upset, and just wanted to make a joke.

Taranza laughed quietly. "Okay, okay. Magolor, do you want to go to my room?"

"Yeah, let's do that." Then he started putting on his 'obviously lying' voice. "Oh... but I'm... too weak... to go myself..."

Taranza picked Magolor up out of the bed. "Okay, you big baby. I'll carry you." He made for the door.

Daroach held up a hand to block them from leaving. "That's still my blanket, you know. I need sleep too."

Rolling his eyes, Magolor pulled the blanket off of himself, balled it up, and threw it at him. Then, he looked at Taranza. "Are you bleeding?"

"A little."

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"Meta, it seems like something's bothering you. Are you okay?"

"Just something nagging me." Meta Knight paced around the room. "I don't think Kirby ate supper. I actually haven't seen him at all in a while."

Dedede sat up in the bed. "You worried about him?"

"Something like that."

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Magolor opened his eyes, and glanced around the room. The clock said 7:04 am. He figured most of the others wouldn't be up by now. Trying not to wake Taranza, he slid out of the bed and noticed a piece of paper by the door. He picked it up, read it over, and slipped it into his robes. He'd do something about it later. Magolor just climbed back into bed and looked at Taranza. Despite what had happened earlier in the garden, he was sleeping peacefully, with no signs of him having a nightmare. Then, his breathing quickened. Using his exceptional hearing, he was able to tell what he was saying in his slumber. "No... don't call... they won't help..." He sounded quite distressed for someone who was asleep.