Chapter 14

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Kirby was fast asleep in his bed.  (well what else can you do with a bed!?)

Kirby had put the rose in a vase on the mantle of his fireplace. It was Dark again outside so Kirby had his fire going to keep warm. All of a sudden everything started to shake. Was it an earthquake? Kirby's bed started to vibrate, the flower vase fell off the mantle and shattered and unfortunately the galactic flower fell into the fire.

Everything stoped shaking for a moment. Perhaps it wasn't an earthquake.. but if it wasn't an earth quake what was it? Did everyone else have the same experience just as Kirby did? Or was someone or something causing the ruckus? Kirby put his stub for a hand on his head and closed his eyes to calm down.

After he opened his eyes his fire was purple and the flower had not burned to ash.

I don't think this is a flower.." Kirby thought.   The flower started to rise up out of the flames. "I DONT THINK FLOWERS DO THAT!!" The rose hadn't lost a petal or leaf in the flame. The house soon disappeared around Kirby and all there was, was darkness.
Then there were whispers, not just one whisper but many, they sounded like snakes. He saw his friends in the distance and began to run to them but no matter how fast he ran. His friends just got farther from him.

Kirby gave up. He sat down and cried. The rose then suddenly floated to Kirby. Kirby looked up and was in a trance. He couldn't look away from it.

The whispers stopped all around him and started to laugh

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The whispers stopped all around him and started to laugh. His friends that he couldn't reach were the ones laughing. The flower floated in front of Kirby's face and then aggressively planted itself in front of his feet. Rose vines started to grow quickly around him the thorns were black and sharper than knives. Kirby tried to get away but he couldn't move he was paralyzed staring at the roses petals. Soon enough our beloved Puffball had been engulfed, swallowed by the roses vines. Never to be seen again...


Kirby woke up in a cold sweat. He was actually crying. But his tears looked different he wiped his eyes. His tears were blood red..

(I'm sorry about the bad drawings ;-;)

It was morning now. Kirby shot a look at the fireplace. The fire was burned out and the flower vase was not broken. "Maybe I got paint on my face.." Kirby thought. He wiped himself clean and went outside to start his day.

Oof I just posted a very cringey chapter.

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