Hey, everyone, my name is Troten, I'm 6 years old and I live in the world where I can go from one world to another. Didn't make sense I know, but I belong in the world of Dragonball, I just travel a lot, don't flame me, this is my first fanfic, that I've actually posted. So enjoy.

Yoshi: Troten

Troten: WTF, Yoshi this is my private quarters

Yoshi: Yeah, Yeah, stop writing in your little diary. I stuttered

Troten: What! This is not a diary this is where I put all of my personal thoughts. It's called a…

Yoshi: Diary

Troten: JOURNAL, It's called a Journal

Yoshi wasn't amused by my tone of voice and left, he acted like he was my mom and I didn't like it, but I didn't want to be around my mother either, she was strict and loving. And don't forget about my brother, he'll flip strongest teen in the world and I'll have to go over his knee, no way. Tomorrow was my first time hosting and announcing a smash tourney. I couldn't wait, but if I was caught I'll never sit again, ever.

Dear Journal, I'm scared, excited, and pissed at Yoshi right now, but mostly scared.

I left the little tree I was hiding behind and returned to the Smash mansion where everyone was staying for the matches were for tomorrow on my way back to the mansion I ran into Kirby eating some donuts he stole from Kami knows where.

"Hey Kirby" I said smelling the donuts he had, he was too busy stuffing his face rather then answer me.

"GGHHeyHH" he tried to reply forcing the creamed filled pastries into his mouth. I was starting to get irritated over his bad manners, "I was always taught that people shouldn't eat with their mouths open at the table Kirby" he just finished shoving the final donut from the box in his gaping black hole of a mouth and responded "Well we're not at the table are we, Troten" I couldn't help but chuckle at that.

"Well, let's head back inside" The donuts were still stuck in my head and I started drooling "Say, where did you get those donuts from"

"Yeah let's oh and I stole these from the fridge I don't know who they belong to but it was worth it, want some"

"There's more" a storm of drool rained down from my mouth now, I started blushing too.

"Yep" he was drooling too so I wasn't embarrassed anymore and my blushing stopped. We both headed inside the smash mansion. I knew the place well, I snuck out of home and came here many times and left with pain killers because when I returned I was always welcomed with hugs, a lecture and corporal punishment. However my mom just had a baby and she was taking care of it, my brother cared for me and punished me when needed, he was like my second daddy, since my first one died and my brother beat the one responsible 2 years ago, it took almost my whole supply of pain killers to block the pain of my brother's slaps, but he would just ascend and make it hurt like normal, then he would punish me again for trying to block the pain, then I struggled like a normal boy, then would lecture me. Enough of that, back to the story.

Me and Kirby just raided the kitchen for more sweets and our faces were covered in icing from whatever sweets we could find and we were being watched, I just didn't care and Kirby didn't know and I can sense his presence he was standing there with his sword and I just narrowed down the options and you're to probably, he had gold sword with spikes and has a mask, did anyone guess yet, well he is Kirby's best friend.

"What do you two think you're doing, WITH MY DONUTS"

"Oh god" I swear I almost peed myself

"Uh, hi buddy, Meta, heh heh" Kirby had that Goku blush all over, while I was keeping my kidneys from exploding. Kirby pulled somethin out of his pocket "Here, w-we saved y-yo-yu-you a doughnut" Meta's eyes glowed red under his mask and soon that would be the color me all over.