Rain fell, lighting struck, and thunder crashed. It was the worst storm Kirby ever experienced and…he was scared. He'd never seen lighting like this, trees bend like that, and never heard crashes so loud. It was a truly terrifying night and the pink puff was quite frighted of it all.
"I can't be afraid of a storm like this." he spoke to himself. "What sort of a hero is scared of thunder."
Bravely Kirby stepped outside. In a matter of moments he was soaked but he continued to stand there. A large flash suddenly crashed, it's large fingers glowed in the soft light. Kirby could take no more. Quickly he ran inside and hid under his bed.
Morning found him yawning with big bags under his eyes. "I didn't sleep the whole night…Is it really okay for someone like me to be so upset over that weather?" He asked himself this again and again but could find no answer.
Slowly he made his way to the castle. Outside of the large fort Fumu and Bun were enjoying breakfast. "Hey, Kirby! What a storm we had last night. Say, wanna join us?" Fumu called out to him.
"No, thanks…I'm not hungry." he muttered in response.
At this Fumu's eyes widened. "Not hungry? Kirby, what's the matter? You are never 'not hungry'"
"Fumu, is it okay for someone like me…" Kirby stopped short. He knew Bun would laugh at him. "Never mind!" he added quickly as he ran into the castle.
"Kirby?" Fumu said softly. "I wonder what's the matter?"
Kirby paced aimlessly down the castle halls. "I really am a coward." He had to blink to hold back two large tears. Not watching where he was moving, he bumped into Meta Knight.
"Excuse me." he mumbled in a positively sorrowful voice.
"Kirby, something is wrong. Would you wish to speak to me of it?" the knight asked generously.
"No…yes, please." Kirby responded slowly, knowing he could trust Meta Knight.
"What is troubling you?" the blue knight asked as the two walked down to his room.
"I'm not so great…" Kirby replied. "I'm just a coward."
"There is no need to be lacking in self-confidence. You are definitely not a coward. You've faced countless monsters over five times the size of you even at a very young age."
"Well, sure. That's my problem. I can beat monsters but a…a stupid old t-thunder storm makes me hide under my bed."
Meta Knight's eyes flashed pink at this. "Kirby, sit down and let me tell you a story."
When the pink puff did so, the knight's eyes turned a deep green as if he was remembering something that took place a long time ago.
"When I was young," Meta Knight started. "I was very strong and brave. Kind of like you. However, I possessed a very large fear."
"You did?!" Kirby exclaimed.
"Yes." Meta Knight admitted."It frightened me so much that it bothered me into telling my father about it. You see, I had an uncanny fear of heights. Standing on a box two feet above ground made me tremble and lose my balance."
"When I informed my father of this fear, he told me seven simple words: 'work up to it and conquer it'. I knew what he meant and so everyday, I stood on something high and I worked up to objects much higher. Slowly and surly I defeated my worst fear. In fact, I grew to love high places."
"What I mean by all this, is that your fears can be conquered. But don't worry if you're still scared the next time we have a thunder storm. It took me a very long time to get over my fear of heights."
"Thank you so much, Dad." Kirby cried as he gave the knight a great big hug. "That helped me so much!"
"Of course." Meta Knight muttered as he returned the hug. "Just remember that you are the bravest person I know."
A/N: Thanks for reading. I know it's short but I hope you liked it anyway.