The Sun And The Moon
Over the great peaceful star shaped planet of Popstar all was right with the world. Popstar's rings were shining especially bright that day, and the seas were sparkling crystal clear. The forests were shining as well, as the light reflected off the fresh dew dripping off the leaves of a new day. Whispy Woods was especially elated at the beautiful sight, in fact he had decided not to sign up for King Dedede's allegiance, as he was sick of constantly dropping apples on the poor pink hero of Dreamland. And the constant chore of blowing wind at the pink hero weighed heavily on Whispy's health, He was now going to turn his life around. No more fighting, no more anger, Whispy thought to himself, and for once his black oval shaped mouth formed a smile. Ah yes that day was the perfect day. Perfect crops, perfect for sunshine and Whispy had noticed that the apples that he bared had grown rapidly in the past thirty minutes, However perfect things don't tend to last forever. Whispy was smiling to himself thinking of the day could get better, but seeing as how he was a tree things really couldn't get better for him. Whispy, being blissful, hadn't yet noticed the darkness that had fallen upon dreamland. Whispy looked up shocked to see that day had become night! Was it possible that Whispy had been so clueless as to skip through the whole day just sitting there (which he does every day)? No something was amiss but what? Perhaps a Solar eclipse, yes that's it. There was no other possible explanation. However just to make sure Whispy gazed upward to the heavens to find something truly astonishing. The night sky had immediately returned to a shining day sky. Whispy was utterly baffled at this. This makes no sense, he thought to himself. There was no way he had skipped through the night as well, or perhaps he had. There was only one way to make sure. Whispy looked upward once again to find something much more astonishing than last time. The Sun stood in sky, and it appeared to flaming angrily, its bright light almost blinded Whispy. The Sun in a heated rage flew across the sky. Whispy blinked a couple of times and saw that The Sun was slowly going back to its original position in the sky, but it appeared to be against its will. Then Whispy noticed that the Moon was the thing pushing the sun back. They suddenly both broke away from each other. Whispy breathed a sigh of relief thinking it was over. Then The Sun and Moon came ramming at one another. They were obviously equal in power, and one could not over power the other. Each was slowly pushed back by the other like two male elk in combat. Whispy could not believe his eyes. A horrific event was happening before him, and there was nothing he could do about it. The Sun and Moon were fighting.