Heroes of Dreamland, Book 6: Kirby and the Fountain's Fate (OLD)

Meanwhile in Dreamland:

Dark Sakura's POV:

"'Dedede is a big fat pathetic penguin whose brain is tiny, nya.' Say that now, nya."

"Dedede is a big fat pathetic penguin whose, uh... whose brain is tiny."

Giggling, I sigh and give a pitying downward look to my little 'parrot' who is sitting on the cushy throne that I am stretched out on the back of. "Now say, nya, 'Dedede likes talking about himself in the third person.'"

In a drone, he repeats, "Dedede likes talking about himself in the third person."

After giving another half-hearted giggle, I yawn and roll over onto my back so I can stare at the ceiling. If you're wondering why Dedede is just going along with my mocking orders instead of using that big beak of his to complain and argue, allow me to remind you that I put him under a mind control spell a couple of months ago so that Dark Meta Knight and I could banish the heroes out of Dreamland. And so we did, leaving Dreamland free to be ruled by her new 'heads of defense.' The only problem was that Nightmare so 'graciously' informed us that if either one of us disposes of our distasteful copies, we'll be snuffed out right along with them. Seeing as how that kind of put a major crimp in both of our master plans, we both ended up biding our time in Nintendo City and pondering what course to take next- when what should happen but more wonderfulness showing up to interrupt us! It came in the form of a giant void that basically ate everything, which was just as dumb-looking and cliche as it sounds, trust me. Although I had left this parrot here in Dreamland, his snail servant brought him along during some stupid 'evacuation' that the cute little 'GSA' came up with, thereby saving him, as I'm sure you're all oh-so-very glad to know.

Anyway, the copies and Co. saved the worlds and got rid of Nightmare, leaving the rest of us free to go back to our daily lives. Since I hadn't really developed any sort of a daily life yet, seeing as how I'm technically only around a few months old, I decided to come back to Dreamland and change a few words in a particular royal decree. Doing so changed my position from 'head of defense' to 'royal regent.' As I'm sure you probably know, this basically makes me ruler of Dreamland, but only through the blob of blubber here with me.

Fortunately for me, in this state he isn't at all fit to rule, so all I have to do is have him repeat whatever I want him to say, thereby making it law. Unfortunately for me, ruling Dreamland is nowhere near as interesting as it sounds. Basically all I get to do is order a bunch of Waddle Dee and a sluggish snail around and have them clean the castle and such, which really isn't all that fun. It doesn't test my skills, intelligence, swordswomanship, or anything. I suppose I could go use some Dark spells to frighten the Cappies into submission, but then what would I have them do? Mow the grounds for me? Give me their sheep in tribute? Pssh, as if. Besides, it'd be far too much work for someone who just wants to nap all day.

With a yawn, I decide that the last bit of my preceding string of thoughts sounds like a wonderful idea and let my eyes begin to drift close before cattily commanding the 'Amazing Mockingbird' to say one last thing:

"Say 'Dedede is a loser, nya.'"

"Dedede is a loser," he replies.

Frowning a bit, my tail twitches in mild aggravation as I notice for the first time that he leaves out the 'nya.' If I have to go around with some sort of annoying speech impediment, he should too, so I flatten my ears a bit and order, "Say 'nya.'

The only reply I get is a blank stare of confusion.

Sitting up, I flatten my ears the rest of the way and growl at him warningly before commanding again, "Say 'nya.'"

Almost pouting, he looks up at me like a puppy who can't understand what his owner wants him to do. Groaning, I turn around and mutter in annoyance to the wall, "You're pathetic if you can't even say nya, you imbecile..."