Delicious!
A Fan-Fic by me!
A pink ball of fluff yawned in the living room of the Smash Brothers Estate. He slowly blinked, half dead from boredom. What was a Kirby to do when everyone else was busy, and there was nowhere to go? He lay on the suede couch, his stump-for-a-hand acting as a pedestal for his head. Just then, a low growl filled the air.
"Eh?" he mumbled. He soon realized that it was his stomach that was growling. Kirby leaped off the beige couch and stumbled towards the kitchen. It was relatively clean, with a few inevitable stains on the counter. After all, how could there be untouched cleanliness with about 35 people in the house? He struggled to grab a hold of the refrigerator handle (He's 2 feet tall. How would he NOT struggle?) but managed to open the door, but found...
"OMG! AHHHHHHHHHH!"
A passing by Peach stopped and stared at the hyperventilating Kirby. Currently, Kirby was running around in circles and screaming in sheer panic.
Peach was in awe. "Uhh... are you okay?"
Kirby turned to the princess, foaming at the mouth. "THERE IS NO FOOD! KYAAA!"
"Err..." Peach was hesitant. "Yeah, I'll go to the store with some of the other Smashers if we need to..."
Kirby stared up at her with wide, watery eyes. "R-really?"'
"Sure, baby!
"THANK YOOOOU!" Kirby squealed happily, holding Peach in a death squeeze.
"Haa, okay Kirby. I'll just go with some of the others to the market!" Peach said, grabbing the nearby keys to the bus. She headed over towards the conveniently-placed megaphone and said, "Anyone who wants to come to the market, come to the foyer right away!"
Almost immediately, just about all of the smashers met in the same room. Well, all but two anyways.
Falco noticed that Kirby, Lucario, and Toon Link weren't in the room. "Hey, Peach? Where are-"
"Lucario and Kirby? Well, Lucario's off being emo and Kirby would probably eat everything if he went to the shop with us. As for Toon Link, I have no idea." Peach replied. Made sense to Falco.