Valentine Knight
By: JadeDragonKnight
Chapter 2
"Oh, I'm so glad you're alright," Memu sighed in relief.
"Yeah," Bun replied, putting his hands behind his head, "It's a good thing Sir Meta Knight was there to break his fall."
"Oh dear, is he okay?"
"Poyo," Kirby reassured, nodding his head.
"Well, that was enough excitement for today," Parm said, setting a box on the floor. "Why don't you kids go play outside? We can finish up the decorations."
"Ok dad," Fumu replied.
They left the apartment and Memu shut the door. Parm went up to her and wrapped her in his arms.
"Now it's just you and me," he said.
"Well played sweetie."
The two knights were completely focused on their battle. Sword lunged. Blade parried the sword strike, rolled his on top, and forced it into the ground. Sword struggled to free his weapon. Blade quickly jumped and kicked him in the abdomen. He fell back onto the ground, releasing the sword hilt. Blade stood over him, the tip of his weapon at his throat.
"Blade wins," Meta Knight stated.
"Aw man," Sword groaned as he bumped his head on the ground.
"Sorry buddy," Blade said in sympathy, extending a hand.
The downed knight took it and was helped off the ground. He grabbed his sword and withdrew it.
"As promised, you earned a break. Well done," Meta Knight said.
Blade did a small fist pump.
"As for you," he continued, turning to Sword, "you get to run ten laps around the courtyard and Blade can sit back and watch."
He sighed under his breath and replied, "Yes my lord."
"I have to take a break as well."
"What? You have to take a break? You just stood there!" Sword objected.
"Ever heard of the bathroom?" Meta Knight retorted.
"Oh…Of course."
"Real smooth," Blade muttered.
"I want to see you sweating when I get back," Meta Knight added as he walked away.
"You heard the man," Blade teased.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Sword replied as he began to jog to the edge of the courtyard.
Blade proceeded to the fountain and sat down on the rim.
The kids strolled down the corridor. Kirby was half skipping, excited to have something to do. Just then, they heard someone approaching. They halted when they saw King Dedede and Escargon round the corner. The snail was carrying a bundle of poster paper and markers.
Fumu crossed her arms and asked, "What are you two up too?"
"None of your business," Dedede replied.
"Does it have something to do with the tourists?" Bun pestered.
"Maybe," the attendant scoffed, "Now go away."
"Wait hold on," the king said, stopping Escargon with a raised hand. "What is Kirby wearing?"
"None of your business," Bun mocked.
"Don't back-sass the king!" the snail objected.
"What is he supposed to be, Cupid?"
"Yeah, why do you care?" Fumu retorted.
"We could use him to bring tourists in for Valentine's Day," the king sneered.
Kirby winched at the thought of being their advertisement.
"No you can't," Fumu stated firmly, "he's not going to be part of your silly tourist scheme again."
"I'm sorry," the king replied, "I didn't mean for that to sound like a choice. Grab him!"
Escargon dropped the bundle and lunged at them. Fumu quickly side kicked him in the stomach, knocking him back on Dedede. The kids ran down the hall. The snail and king got up then ran after them.
"Wow, they haven't chased us in a while," Bun stated as they sprinted down the hall.
"I know. It feels kind of weird," Fumu replied.
"Get back here!" the angry geezers shouted.
They rounded a corner and froze. In front of them was a dead end. They went to flea down the other hall, but were stopped by their pursuers.
"We got you now," Dedede grinned.
"That phrase is so over used," Fumu muttered as they backed into the wall.
When they were about a foot away, Kirby jumped to the front and drew his bow, heart shaped arrow aimed right at the duo.
"Kirby," the kids objected.
The king grinned and elbowed Escargon lightly.
"He's gonna shoot us with a plastic heart," he chuckled.
"Oh I'm so scared," Escargon added.
Kirby frowned and shook from the tense pull of the bow. Suddenly his hand slipped and arrow flied. They ducked as the arrow zoomed by and ricocheted off the wall. It came back toward them. Fumu and Bun jumped out of the way as it hit the stone behind them. Kirby jumped over it as Dedede and Escargon dodged again. It hit the wall once more then disappeared down the hall. Everyone got up and looked at Kirby.
"You actually tried to shoot us?" Dedede shouted.
The pink puff shrugged. Suddenly, a cry of pain echoed down the hall and startled them.
"You heard that, right?" Escargon stated.
They stiffened. Then, they ran to the corner and peeked around it. They saw Meta Knight groaning loudly and pulling the arrow out from behind him.
"Ooo," Bun cringed.
The knight rubbed the point of impact as his eyes turned red.
"Alright, who shot me in the butt?" he shouted, enraged.
The kids looked up at the king and his attendant, only to find an empty space.
"Those cowards," Fumu murmured.
Meta Knight took a closer look at the arrow. Then his eye began to twitch.
"KIRBY!"
A chill went up Kirby's spine. They went behind the corner.
"Ok, don't panic. We just have to apologize," Fumu reassured.
"Is that before or after he kills us?" Bun asked, fear in his voice.
"Don't say that! He's reasonable. We just have to explain what happened. Everything will be fine."
"I know you're back there!" Meta Knight yelled.
They tensed up again. Fumu gulped a lump of air and grabbed Kirby's hand.
"Come on, don't want to make it worse," she tried to state calmly.
Kirby nodded nervously.
The knight watched the corner with crimson, flaming eyes. He clutched the arrow until his hand felt sore. Fumu and Kirby walked out and approached. Then the strangest thing happened. The anger suddenly subsided when his eyes fell on the girl. Time seemed to slow. The air around her was light and glowing. He blinked as he felt his head spinning. When he returned to reality, he felt this overwhelming warmness inside. He didn't notice that his crimson eyes changed to pink.
"We're really sorry Sir Meta Knight."
"What?" he slurred.
"We're sorry," Fumu repeated.
He noticed Kirby peeking out from behind her.
"Sorry about what?" the knight asked, his eyes once again glued on Fumu.
"Uh, the arrow," she stated.
He looked at the object in his hand with a contorted face. Bun walked up to them.
"You're not mad?" the boy asked.
"Why would I be mad?"
The kids looked at each other. Bun shrugged.
"No reason," he reassured as he grabbed the arrow and ran the other way.
Meta Knight raised an eyebrow as Kirby bowed and followed Bun.
"They're in a hurry," he stated.
"Uh, that's because they really want to, um, try that bow outside," Fumu replied.
"Ah," he said, nodding his head.
He looked her over once more. She looked more stunning than usual.
"Sorry to have bothered you," Fumu said.
"No, not at all."
She turned and quickly left. Once she was out of sight, the knight rubbed his head.
"That was weird," he muttered as he walked back down the hall.