Planet Pop star has been at peace for a whole year, and now a familiar face returns to dream land with nothing in mind but regret.. also there have been some strange things happening to Kirby lately..
It was awkward once I got to the Lor Starcutter. So IMA talk about something else.
Before I had arrived I was just sitting top of a round white structure that sort of looked like someone's house.
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It was beginning to get dark so I sat there and watched the sunset. For the first time I felt actually at peace.
It was a strange. . . But yet satisfying feeling. Then it was all interrupted when it started to rain. STUPID PRECIPITATION!!!
I remembered when that Bean like dude said. That I could go over to his house or "ship" for as long as I wanted. It wasn't very far from here.
It was father then the house I was already sitting on but who knows whos house this is.
[Insert lenny face here] òwú
Nobody's POV
"So uhmm.. tell me how do you know Kirby? He seemed to remember you back in the ditch."(Marx is at Maggie's Ship now) Magolor said nervously while swirling around his tea with a spoon. Marx stares at his cup thinking, "How am I supposed to hold this?" Marx looked up and spilled the tea. (meaning his backstory of him and kirby) (did you get my joke!?);-;
"Oh- " Magolor seemed a bit tense after hearing Marx's backstory. "You friends with Kirby?" Marx asked.
"Y'know Marx.. I did the same thing." Magolor said. _____________________________________________
Marx's POV
WHAT!?
I looked at him and I don't know how he took my facial expression but he just stopped in his tracks.
"Yeah, big mistake I got my butt WHOOPED." Magolor keeps talking, adding a few bad puns and jokes here and there.
I guess after that I had made my desicion.
"You look like you could- use some company.. mind if I stayed a bit.." my voice trailed off.
Magolor's golden eyes lit up bright. "Of course you can stay! Ill show you where you can sleep." Magolor practically turned into a bouncy ball, filled with excitement. He lead me to a small room.
It had a twin sized bed, a bedside table with a lamp on it. There was a rug in the middle of the floor. Shelves were above the bed and across the room was a TV stand with a big tv on it. A closet stood in the very corner of the room.
I guess this could work. I crawled onto the bed (somehow). "Thank you Magolor." I began to adjust the bed I usually like it.
"Don't call me Magolor it sounds too formal.." "Call me Maggie that's what my friends usually call me.. if there not upset"
