Tatsumaki: Hey, this is my first story so go easy on me. But it will probably suck anyways.
Kirby: It probably will.
Paul-Paul: Shut up, you guys. It won't suck.
Tatsumaki: Yeah, it wont be the worst thing ever. So… here's the prologue.
The flat of the blade came crashing down upon Kirby's head. He tried to swing his hammer at his opponent, but instead he slipped on the sleek floor. "It's do or die," Kirby thought. He got to his feet and was about to throw his hammer at his opponent when a wave of force smashed him against the wall. He slid down onto the floor and dropped his hammer beside him.
"What are you waiting for," Kirby asked. "Finish me off."
"I would but I feel that I need to keep you captive. Rocky, knock him out."
"What rocky? There's no ro-." BAM! A 500-pound thing fell on Kirby's head. He started to slowly slip into unconsciousness, but before he did he whispered, "I'll defeat you Meta Knight. I don't know how, but I will. And with that, he passed out.
Meta Knight walked over to the fallen hero. "Did I do good?" the rocky asked.
"Yes but I am going to have to kill you." Meta Knight repeatedly slashed with his sword, cutting the rocky into twenty pieces. He shoved his minion's remains off Kirby and onto the floor. He picked up the little pink ball and threw him over his shoulder.
"Alright Kirby, let's bring you to jail."
Tatsumaki: That was probably one of the worst chapters
Kirby: I agree. It was also the worst because I got beat up by that weakling Meta Knight
Meta Knight: Who the hell are you calling a weakling!
Kirby: You