Like I promised, a fanfic that isn't about L4D. Let's see how well I do.

Sorry it took awhile, had trouble thinking up a title and getting the plot far enough to start. Hope you enjoy.

Also, does anyone know if I have to always put 'I don't own this' disclaimers in every chapter I do? Because I've read fanfics where people do that, and I don't want my stories torn down for this minor oversight. I figured it'd be obvious I don't own Kirby, L4D, etc.

King Dedede groaned. He always hated the climb back up to his palace he had to make every time Kirby defeated him. With a sigh, he began the long trudge up the mountain to his domain.

During the walk he pondered on his latest defeat. Now that he thought about it, sending a giant cake monster against Kirby probably was not his best idea. Probably an even worse idea to pilot the monster from on top of it. At least when the monster was eaten and the king fell, he only got some minor bruises.

"Grrrr. I'll make that puffball pay someday…" He muttered to himself, reaching the halfway point of the mountain trail leading towards home. He started to think up a plot for his next attempt to destroy the puny pink pain in his behind.

Maybe a giant watermelon monster would do better…

Nearing the top of the mountain, King Dedede noticed a strange smell on the air. It smelled like something was cooking. He checked to make sure it wasn't his backside due to leftover fire from the battle. Maybe his servants had started a barbecue to prepare for his return?

With renewed vigor he charged the rest of the way up the path to his home, anticipating a big meal. He hoped his loyal servants had made roasted fish. They loved him, they'd never let him down…Dedede finally reached the summit and looked towards his castle.

The castle was burning.

Dedede rubbed his eyes, thinking during the battle with Kirby he had accidentally hit his head and was now seeing things. The burning castle was still there when he opened his eyes.

Panicking, Dedede looked around to see if he could find the cause of the fire, or maybe some water to put it out. He found no water, but upon a rock he did find a note. Temporarily forgetting the fact his home was being devoured by flames at the moment, he quickly read the note.

Dear King Loser,

We're tired of you constantly using us as your army against Kirby. We're tired of you FAILING to so much as hurt that thing. You can't even put a dent in a little pink blob? Not only that, you mistreat us and don't even mind when he EATS US. Well, no more. We're leaving, and we're never coming back.

P.S.: If you havn't figured it out yet, which we doubt you have, we've burned down your castle as well. Payback sucks, huh?

Signed, Ex-Servants

It took a minute for Dedede to comprehend this. His servants had been loyal to him for so long, it had never occurred to him that they might be upset with him. The idea of them leaving him had seemed an even more impossible reality.

He took one last look over his shoulder at his precious palace. It had started to crumble and turn to ash, everything within having been destroyed.

With a heavy heart, the now homeless and friendless king began his descent back down the mountain.

Thanks for reading. Sorry if it was short…I really need to work on making my chapters longer. Anyway, please review if you liked it and keep an eye out for a new chapter soon.

Also, I plan for Kirby to appear in this story later and I'll have him talk. However, since he doesn't say much other than Poyo I have a couple options. I'll leave it up to the readers…should I offer a translation after everything Kirby says, or have his actions speak for himself? You decide.