A/N: Hi there! This is Cos. I was asked to write the A/N for this story. If you've read the description, I'm sure you've already guessed who, but if not, well, I think you'll find out by reading. Reading will pretty much explain everything in this story -without- the A/Ns. Anyway, this is not just a story-it's a total, literary mockery. A parody of writing, or metafiction, if you will. There's at least one mockery/joke of something in each chapter, and if you wish to guess it, by all means, do so. No matter how you take this, I hope you enjoy this great, big, ball of literary mess!

Once upon a time, it was a beautiful day in Dream Land. It was completely average and perfect, which is what made it such a good day to start a chaos-inducing event.

"Agh, Meta Knight! Help me out over here! Writing this is hard!"

Meta Knight walked over to where Kirby was scribbling something in a notebook with a glowing, purple office pen. Both puffballs were unusually tense today, and were on their edges at any dialogue the other threw at them. "Are you kidding me? You can't get past the intro?"

"Hey!" Kirby snapped as Meta Knight tried and failed to look over his nonexistent shoulder. "Writing a beginning is hard! I've never done this before! Why don't YOU do it?"

"I've never written a story either," Meta Knight stated as he twirled his own glowing pen around. His was green instead of purple, but otherwise generally appeared the same. "And especially not a story that can actually impact our lives. You better make that beginning good, because the storywriting bosses might descend upon us in a fury."

"Don't. SAY that," Kirby commanded. "Otherwise, do you know what'll happen if that accidentally gets down somewhere with that pen? Some storywriting boss will descend upon us in a fury, and I'll point them toward you since you aren't helping."

"Get real. Come on, they say writing takes practice. Just start practicing already."

"Shouldn't you?" Kirby countered. "You have a pen, too."

"Kirby, shouldn't you write something down to explain to the audience what's going on? Like how we got the pens? Or maybe how we got to this point?"

"Get real. Who the heck's reading this?" Kirby said, doodling in the sidelines. He was about to put the finishing touches on a Scarfy when he thought of something. "I wonder if this pen will cause that drawing to come to life like Adeleine's paintings do…"

Kirby stared down at the paper sketch and shuddered. Meta Knight yawned.

"Get real. It's an authorial pen, not an artist's pen. Authors don't natively draw—well, that is."

"So we'll instantly s—"

"No Kirby!" Meta Knight pressed his paw over Kirby's mouth. "Weren't you saying something about this being K-rated?"

Kirby thought for a moment. Then he snapped his fingers. "Ahm mmm, ee uh ohn—"

Meta Knight took his paw off Kirby's mouth.

"Oh yeah, we were going to keep it K-rated because we're good examples. We'd never swear, even in a scrap story." Kirby grinned innocently.

"No problem. As long as I get a decent role, I don't care. But please don't make me look like a dumb—"

Kirby tackled Meta Knight to the ground and actually managed to cover his mouth. Meta Knight looked pretty angry that Kirby had knocked his mask off, but nodded. Kirby rolled off of him and let him sit up. "Sorry. That was my fault this time."

"Whatever. We can scratch it out if we actually write it down. Let's s—er, forget the actual story-writing for now. If these things have magical powers, I think it's high time we check them out…"

"Hey! No explanation to—"

"No explanation to the readers! Sorry, they like fan theories so they can make them up themselves!" Kirby sang as he skipped out the door.

Meta Knight sighed. "Aren't you the egotistical one now." He picked up his pen. "Well I'll show you who's more responsible."

The blue puffball walked over to the paper. When he got there, he found an explanation and a note already on the paper. The note stated:

Ha ha; fooled ya!

-Kirby

Meta Knight rolled his eyes before dashing out the door after him. It was a good thing that Kirby had written down the explanation, but he seriously wished that his new pen would have told him that Kirby was pranking him.

Get him back later. Figure out what this pen does now.

The blue puffball smirked. Yeah, that was exactly what he was going to do…

...right after he found Kirby...