A/N: Hey, this is me and my little sis's story, I just let her post it while her account's being activate. Be nice! And enjoy... haha
Kirby and the Cookies
Kirby was on a diet.
He sat in the kitchen, munching on the savory carrots Master Hand gave him.
Kirby was not allowed to have any pizza, fish and chips, chocolate, popcorn, toffee apples, coke, pepsi, sprite, milk or even any of the deep fried chicken!
Kirby's stomach rumbled.
"Uhh" he said. "I hate this diet! Why does master hand have to put me on it? I'm not that fat! I just like to eat!"
But out of the corner of his eye, KIrby saw what he had been yearning of time and time again: THE REFRIGERATOR!!
But Kirby knew the strict terms of his diet.
Because all the Smashers had to not get part of their contract, Kirby had to look around the area very, very, very carefully.
He looked left.
Nothing.
He looked right.
Nothing.
He looked down.
"Some old hair!" said Kirby.
Kirby ate the hair and then looked up.
Lucario was on the ceiling, hanging on due to his sharp claws.
"I know what you're doing Kirby!" he said angrily, "So if you eat any junk food, I'll tell Master Han-"
But Lucario suddenly vanished.
Kirby licked his lips, opened the refrigerator and started to help himself to chocolate sauce, ice cream, cookies, chuppa chups, killer pythons and licorice!
He rested beside the refrigerator, stuffed, chocolate all over the floor, candy everywhere.
...but then suddenly he heard footsteps.
Loud footsteps.
VERY LOUD FOOTSTEPS.
Coming...
right...
towards...
the kitchen...
Kirby gulped.
Oh boy I wonder what happens next! :D review!