One: The Challenge Begins
We start our story with a clichéd weather description...
It was a not so pleasant night, a rather strange thing for Dream Land, as this place is usually one of beautiful sunny days and clear skies. That night, however, it was hailing and freezing cold with a very strong wing blowing.
The characters in our story all just happened to be stuck inside Castle Dedede, trapped inside until the storm cleared. Who are these characters? Any experienced Kirby fan should know these characters: Bandanna Dee, Dedede, Meta Knight, Taranza, Marx, Magolor, Grill and her minions and, of course, Kirby himself.
"Great." Marx mumbled, looking outside the window with clear boredom, tapping the glass with a claw and watching it fog up. "When do you think it's going to stop?"
"I'm afraid we might be staying here overnight." Magolor mumbled. This received a small moan from the Noddy as he put his head on the windowsill.
"I'm not exactly excited to spend the night with you guys either." Dedede grumbled. "Let's just get to sleep and get this over and done with..."
This was responded to with a couple of tired nods and some yawns as most of the group followed Dedede to another room. Marx, however, didn't even flinch. Magolor decided to stay with him for a bit.
"So... Are you tired yet?" The Halcaldran asked, rubbing his eyes sleepily.
"Nope, not sleepy at all." Marx lied, yawning as he said this. Magolor softly punched him on the wing.
"Face it, you're so tired that if we had an all-nighter you would be asleep before sunrise."
"I would not!" Marx laughed.
"Yes you would." Mags insisted. "Alright, I dare you then; stay awake until everybody else wakes up."
"Sure, but only on one condition. You have to stay up with me."
"Deal. If either of us falls asleep, the other instantly wins and can sleep."
"What are the prizes?" This was getting interesting, Marx thought.
"I don't know... Um..."
"Loser is winner's slave for the week?"
"Sure. If it's a tie, we call it a night?"
"Why not?"
Marx smiled and leaned over onto his friend's side. The Halcandran put his arm over the little Noddy, smiling under his scarf.
"Oh, and Marx?"
"Yeah?"
"May the best person win."
"I plan to."