On the finest Thursday Kirby had ever seen, he wished openly to eat, but King Dedede would not allow it. He asked very nicely, but was refused, and spurned, so he turned to violence.
The Brave Resistance of All Those Sympathetic To Our Nice Kirby, or BRATSTONK, sprung up overnight, and overwhelmed everything. There was just nothing left. But Kirby was still hungry. Not for food anymore, but vengeance.
Using Meta Knight's objects, he carried out a number of great tasks and etched a number of sketches that fetched hefty prices on the black arts market. He did a duet with Kate Bush that sold like upmarket wildfire, and with Meta Knight's objects on his side he simply could not lose. He burned brighter than any star, strong enough to tear King Dedede asunder, and did so, saying goodbye to the day, and welcoming the night.
At this point, he was more Meta Knight than Kirby. The resistance rebranded accordingly: now the Noble Order of Assistors to the Meta-Copycat, Hearts On Magically Securing Kirby's Youth, or NOAMCHOMSKY, they dedicated their mystical ascended existences to unlocking the secrets of eternal life for their leader, who despite everything was still bound by mortality, that cruellest of bonds. They searched for the Fountain of Youth, and found it after so many years had passed that Kirby was now a wizened husk of a supernova, threatening to die out at any minute. The NOAMCHOMSKY ventured bravely forth, outwitting the Spanish and British forces as well as Edward Teach's canny third party of scabrous indenturees to find the hidden fountain. They took the water in their mouths and returned to the distant nebula where hung the red embers of Kirby, a streak of fading eternity against the infinity of space, depositing their panacea one by one in the heart of his celestial storm.
Kirby now had eternal youth and would never fade away, but it wasn't enough. He consumed a score of Waddle Dees, two scores of Waddle Doos, and too many Lololos. When he finished feasting, he looked around to see the NOAMCHOMSKY utterly annihilated by his greed.
"The NOAMCHOMSKY? Well, in my view, it's now more of a Pathetic Orgy Of Trashy Idiot Scum, Ghoulishly Obsessed with Our Truly Impressive Strength," said Kirby.