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Fireworks and the Night
By Soar318
"Are you sure this is going to work?"
"Duh. If I'm not, then why are we here in the first place?" the figure replied as he smashed the flat of his silver blade against the wooden post, driving it deeper into the hard rock. "We'll just let it stay here until, like, after New Year's, then kill it. No biggie."
"That seems rather…cruel."
"All demon beasts are either mindless, have no moral, or are cruel." He held up a hand before the second figure could protest. "Yeah, I know there are exceptions, but I'm talking about the majority of them. After all, the ones that aren't in service that weren't killed by something or someone certainly didn't die from old age."
A sigh. "I know. But still." He carefully shifted his weight on the chain that he was standing on, preventing a small, dark turquoise dinosaur-like animal with tiny, blunt spines and a yellow belly from running away. "Do you think the chain is going to hold until New Year's? After all, Ice Dragons tend to grow big very, very quickly. And who knows if someone is going to find it and kills it?"
"I never knew you could be such a worrywart, brother," the first one rolled his blood-red eyes mockingly, before giving the post one final smash, driving it all the way into the rock, before shoving a huge boulder on top of it. "There. That outta hold this dragon for a few months, if we need it too. New Year's is a piece of cake. And for your information, bro, the chain is made of the strongest and most dense metal you could ever find in the Mirror World, and this freaking pebble here is composed of the same material. And you know how in my world, all the metals and rock are like, twice the strength, twice the density, etc., etc."
"I knew that from trying to shove off the boulders you dump on me. Now give the thing the talk, and let's go. I think the indentations in my feet are going to last there forever. And I think Meta Knight's getting suspicious from the lack of two more consciousnesses in his head."
"Okay, okay. Just give me one more sec." he turned to the small Ice Dragon and started growling at it. When the little dragon didn't respond, he began using soft, threatening snarls, before finally holding up his dented and blunt blade, and quietly hissed something at the Ice Dragon. The dragon's eyes widened, and it quickly responded using high pitched yips and growls. Nodding, the figure turned to the person he had referred to as "brother", who was leaning against the wall. "Got it."
Underneath his ivory mask, the second figure grinned. "Good. Now let's hurry."
And the two simply faded away, like ghosts turning invisible, leaving a bewildered and frightened Ice Dragon behind. The thing shook its tiny head, before doing what it was meant to do: opening its mouth and letting the icy cold air gush out of its mouth and into the sky that was just visible in the crack far, far above its head.
To be continued…..
Author's Notes: WEEEEEE! New Year's Kirby special, much to the disappointment to one of my friends and the excitement of another! WEEEEEE! And a lot more work for me to do! WEEEEEEEEEEE!
