"Go away! Go away!" Dylan shouted, with his eyes shedding waterfalls. The kirby had a dumbfounded look as it came closer, in attempt to calm it down. "I won't let you take me like you took my family!"

"Perfect." A voice said, drinking his Bacon Tea. "He just needs a little more, how to put this, he needs to be much more melancholy. "

"But master, melancholy means a sadness with no reason." A slightly weaker voice said.

"Okay then desolated." Another slurp of Bacon tea was heard. "Then, it can happen."

"Master, stop leaving cliffhangers everywhere!"

"It's not me, it's that MFerrets, whatever guy doing this."

"Master, that last sentence wasn't the author's fault, you alone said that.

"Please just transition to the other guy now."

Dylan was scared out of his life, scrolling through each bad thing that involved a kirby in his entire life. He ran away, out of the door, leaving behind $1. That night, he barricaded every entrance to be safe. "That was a close one." he murmured, wiping sweat off his forehead. Feeling slightly calmer, he huddled up in his bed and slept. That night, he had a dream.

"Mother, Father, Saylor, is that you?" Dylan asked.

"Son, you must accomplish your weakness." Dylan's father said.

"I don't want them to use my brother." Dylan's sister, Saylor said.

"Please, tell me what you mean." Dylan asked. "I do not understand."

"You are the key." Dylan's father responded. "Unless you change yourself, you will open the worst lock. Yet, however, being happy will change your key, and open, the correct lock."

"I can not find happiness without those I love." Dylan Shouted.
"Remember, Dylan, we are not the only ones." Dylan's mother said.

"Also, as a hint, think of those tears of sadness as tears of joy." Saylor said. At that moment, the entire dream started to distort. "This dream meant something!" Saylor said. "Remember our talk." then Dylan woke up.

"Tears of sadness as tears of joy, what did she mean?"Dylan thought to himself.

"No!" A voice shouted, throwing his Bacon Tea at the screen. "This is all going downhill!"

"It's okay master." the other voice said. "we just have to remove one part of this operation away."

"And what is that?" The other person pointed at a board, and on that board, was the Kirby at the grocery store. "Yes!" the sun came over the window, revealing the first voice as Marx.