As I said in the summary, this fanfic is set in the anime Kirby: Right Back At Ya/Kirby of the Stars/Hoshi no Kaabii. I will be using the characters' English names and an OC called Erika. Sorry to those who prefer the Japanese names and/or don't like OCs. ^^;
Fot those who are wondering, there are no pairings in this fanfic.
Rated T for violence and a bit of swearing.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kirby; Nintendo owns Kirby.

Without further yapping, here is my fanfic. Enjoy! ^.^

CHAPTER 1: Meet Erika

"Hey! You! Give my scarf back!" I charged up to the little pink blob that had my favourite blue scarf wrapped around him. I snatched it back and wound it around my neck, glaring at the pink beach ball. I knew who he was. He was Kirby, the annoying little pest that King Dedede is always trying to get rid of.

"Poyo poyo?" Kirby gave me a confused look. I glared back.

"I've been looking for this everywhere, since the wind blew it away this morning. You didn't steal it did you?"

Kirby shook his head, looking shocked. He had to be lying. This wasn't the first time my scarf had went missing. I didn't look the same without my blue scarf, it completed my colourful outfit. I wear a brown t-shirt, a pink skirt and a green jacket. I also wore white boots with gold buttons and black straps. My hair is shoulder length and orange, with two sticking up bits at the top. My eyes were like amethysts, sparkly and purple. There was no colour I didn't have.

"There he is!"

"Kirby!"

A girl with a ponytail and a scruffy looking boy suddenly emerged from nowhere.

"We've been looking all over for you, Kirby," said the girl, patting Pinky on the head.

"This stranger's not giving you any trouble, is she, Kirby?" said the boy, glaring at me fiercely.

"Hey, don't look at me like that!" I snapped. "Kirby stole my scarf!"

"He would never do that!" said the girl. Kirby gave a 'poyo' of agreement.

"Yeah, go pick on someone your own size!" yelled the boy.

Both of Kirby's friends were slightly shorter than me. I sighed. They weren't an option.

"Come on, Kirby," said the girl, glaring at me.

"Hey, wait." I sighed again. I didn't want them to remember me as someone rude and mean, so I decided to apologise. "I'm sorry for accusing Kirby of stealing."

There was a silence. The girl and boy stared at me, deciding whether to forgive me or not. Kirby decided for them, cheering 'poyo' and running over to meet me properly.

"Hi there. You're a cute little guy, aren't you?" I cooed. How could the king want to get rid of someone so adorable?

Kirby flailed his tiny hands happily. "Poyo poyo!"

I looked up. Kirby's friends were standing beside me now.

"Kirby seems to like you," said the girl. "By the way, my name's Tiff."

"I'm her brother, Tuff."

Oh, her brother. I was about to ask if they were dating.

"Are you new in Cappy Town?" asked Tiff. "I've never seen you around here before."

"Yeah, I'm new. I'm Erika."

"Where do you live, Erika?"

I pointed to King Dedede's castle on the cliff. "I live in the castle up there."

"Us too!" said Tuff. "Do your parents work for King Dedede?"

"No, I don't live with my parents."

"Really? You don't look much older than us."

I told them my age. As I thought, it turned out I'm a couple of years older than Tiff.

"So why do you live in the castle?" asked Tuff as the four of us began to head back to the castle together.

"I work for His Majesty, King Dedede," I explained proudly.

Tuff burst out laughing. "You work for King Dedede? Boy, I feel sorry for you."

"And why's that?" I demanded.

"It must be a difficult job," said Tiff.

"Oh, it is."

"Does Dedede ever hit you?"

"Of course not," I lied. "His Majesty would never do that to me. I'm his favourite servant."

That last part is, of course, true. Well, King Dedede's never actually SAID that, but I bet he thinks it all the time. So there. Take that, Escargoon.

Escargoon does all he can to get me into trouble with the king. He's just jealous. He was at it again when I got back to the castle. It had started pouring rain and had become very cold, so I decided to make King Dedede some hot chocolate. When I took it to him in his throne room, Escargoon stuck out his tail and I tripped, splattering burning hot chocolate all over the king. As he slowly turned his head and glared at me, there was only one thing going through my head. I won't tell you what, but it began with 'Oh' and ended in 'Crap'.

"Erika! What'd you do that for?" His Majesty demanded.

"I-It wasn't my fault, S-Sire!" I stammered, rising to my feet. "Escargoon t-tripped me!"

"What?" Escargoon pretended to be shocked. "How dare you accuse me of such a thing! It's not my fault you're clumsy!" He turned to King Dedede. "I'll fetch you a towel, Sire."

I heard him snickering as he walked away. I hated him so much when he did things like this.

"This oughta teach you to be more careful!" the king bellowed. I looked up just in time to see Dedede's mallet fly into my face, sending me crashing to the ground. Tears sprang to my eyes. Picking myself up, I dashed out of the room as fast as I could. I didn't want King Dedede to see me cry.

Unfortunately, someone else did.

"Oh boo hoo, did the king yell at you?" Escargoon teased. He laughed. "You little crybaby!"

I responded by sticking my middle finger up at him and making a run for it. I ran all the way to my room and slammed the door. This was usually the point where I screamed in frustration and burst into tears and pounded my pillow pretending it was Escargoon. I didn't do any of these things this time. Instead, I thought hard. This had gone on long enough. If I was ever going to get back at that creep, I needed to make a plan. A plan for revenge!