Dynamite
By: InvaderXan102
Original Characters By: JadeDragonKnight
Chapter 1
It was a sunny, warm day in Dreamland- a very warm day. Dust from the road blew onto windows, coating everything in a thin layer of grime. The town was lifeless, and all the villagers were in their houses, huddled by their electric fans.
One of the few people outside was King Dedede, who was relaxing on the castle balcony. Six huge fans blasted his face with cool air.
"It's still too hot," Dedede muttered to himself. "Escargon! Get me some lemonade!"
"Right away, your majesty!" Dedede's attendant said, rushing into the castle for a glass of lemonade. After a few moments, he returned and reluctantly gave Dedede the icy refreshment.
"Your majesty, if you're so hot, why don't you go inside?" Escargon asked.
"I'm listening to the villagers," Dedede said simply.
Escargon frowned, and then slowly said, "Not to burst your bubble, but-"
"I know!" Dedede roared, jumping from his chair and knocking Escargon over. "Everything is quiet down there! It's dead silent!" He began to pace, and Escargon quickly scrambled out of the king's way. "I need some background music," Dedede grumbled.
"The Waddle Dees broke your radio, remember?"
"Then make some music!"
"Err, I'll sing!" Escargon said quickly. "The hills are alive, with the- ack!"
Dedede grabbed Escargon's neck to stop the wretched singing. Causally, as though he wasn't choking his cohort, he said, "Maybe Holy Nightmare Company can help us."
"They usually do," Escargon squeaked. Dedede dropped him and headed for the throne room.
In the throne room, Dedede quickly turned on the TV. Static ran across the screen, clearing and revealing the cheerful face of Customer Service.
"Good to see you, King Dedede!" the man warmly said.
"I need music," Dedede said, getting straight to the point. He pounded his fist on the chair a few times, missing twice and hitting Escargon. "It's too quiet around here."
Customer Service chuckled. "We have just the thing. Tell me, would you be happier with a radio or a concert you control?"
Dedede perked up. "One I control!"
"Ugh. How much is the radio?" Escargon asked, rubbing his head.
"Shut up, Escargon, I control what demons I buy."
"Oh, that old radio's not much," Customer Service said, breezing over the subject. "For a tad more, we have a demon that can make your villagers sing whatever you want them to!"
"So, I would get a concert and I would pick the songs?" Dedede said, looking excited.
"Definitely!" Customer Service said with a smile.
"Wait," Escargon said. "What's the catch?"
"The villagers will be the ones singing?" Dedede asked. Then he shivered a bit. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea."
"Not at all, the demon helps to improve voices as well. And, as with all our demons, there is no catch," Customer Service explained.
"Uh, remember WolfWrath?" Dedede argued. "That beast nearly exploded my castle!"
"Oh, I guarantee that this demon will be no harm to your castle," Customer Service said cheerfully. "Just let him do his job, and everything will work out."
"How much is-"
"Wait!" Escargon said. "Will Kirby kill him?"
"Oh, not at all," Customer Service said. "He won't need to be killed. Like I said, just let him do his job. He may, err, grow a little bit, but that's normal."
"Grow?" Dedede said skeptically. "What do you mean?"
"Oh, noise makes him go a bit nuts," Customer Service said daintily. "But don't worry. He'll grow, and that's pretty much all he does."
"But-" Escargon said.
"I'll give you a discount," Customer Service tempted. "Forty percent off!"
"Download it now!" Dedede said triumphantly.