Kirby ran. After he hit the ground he ran as fast as the pink puffball could manage. He ran right out of the castle and practically didn't turn around until he had raced all the way to Green Greens.

Sighing, he finally allowed himself to relax and slow his run. No doubt that THIS wasn't going to blow over any time soon, much to his dislike. He would have loved to have had one witness (it could have been a silent Waddle Dee for all he cared!) but sadly there had been none around, as his mentor had stated.

Kirby slowly crawled up a nearby tree, panting slightly as he sat down in the crook of some branches. He remembered once he had measure the entire distance from Castle DeDeDe to Green Greens once and it was QUITE a long walk. He didn't even have any time to get his things from his home, did he? No doubt Meta Knight and his knaves were going to enforce this banishment with all the locals.

Yes, he knew he wasn't very popular with the beings of DreamLand. He liked to think of it, but he wasn't. He knew he wasn't. He brought terror and evils with him and he ate a lot more than he should some times.

Shaking his head, Kirby forced himself to think of more pressing topics. Where was he going to be staying? Even if he were to be banished, defending DreamLand was still his job.

Or was it? Since he was banished, could he let all his responsibilities go? Meta Knight was the one to force those on him and he was the one to banish him! Surely he didn't have to-

No. Kirby let out a soft growl and practically had to throw himself out of that train of thought. He was a hero, and he had a destiny to fulfill. Even if he had killed Nightmare, Zero had returned TWICE, so it was very likely that he wasn't finished with dealing with Dark Matter.

So keep up with his job he must. Kirby teethed on a paw and let out a hum as he glanced about. Where was he going to be staying, he repeated to himself. Practically everywhere in the immediate area was a part of DreamLand. Surely Meta Knight didn't mean to banish Kirby from PopStar entirely!

Sure, Kirby had once threatened to leave PopStar and live on SkyHigh (which he had taken a liking to during the 'sun and moon incident') but he never fulfilled it.

No. Kirby wouldn't leave PopStar. He had a small and sneaking suspicion that there was more to his banishment than what he knew of. He just couldn't think of what it could be. He had been good and less prank-filled in the past year since the ordeal with the DreamStalk and Floriala.

Speaking of Floriala…was that a place he could go? It was above DreamLand and usually whenever a villain appeared they came in full blast and started causing a mass chaos. That was stupid! Kirby rolled his eyes at his previous foes' stupidity before he hopped out of the tree, landing with a soft thud.

No, Floral wouldn't be a good place to stay. He would have to walk across vines and deal with people who hardly knew him. Even if they hated him, people who actually knew him were usually easier to deal with. Besides, if he were to live up in the air a Poppy Bro could easily and always ride a Bronto Burt and attack him with a burst of bombs. 'Now your even starting to think like her…' Kirby found himself thinking and slowly shaking his head as he did such. There was nothing wrong with being cautious. Was that all that Bubua had been? Overly cautious? Was that what he could now classify her panophobia as? Overcaution? It very well could be, and Kirby was somewhat upset he didn't realize it sooner.

So, that still left Kirby blank on where he was to live. No Floriala, no Great Cave (because he knew he would get lost and forget his banishment and…he didn't want to think about what the others would do to him), and he most certainly couldn't go out to PoPoPo. That place had bad memories written all over it.

Where could he go? Everywhere nearby was a part of the land he was banished from! Kirby let out a grunt of frustration and kicked the tree, the force causing it to tilt. Right…he forgot how powerful he was sometimes. Where could he go, where could he go?

'What about the Fountain?"

The Fountain of Dreams? Oh, of course! Kirby was already racing off, energy already regained from his previous run in the direction of the mythical Fountain. It was calm and quiet and beautiful and secluded and, best of all, was not an official part of DreamLand! The pink puffball was practically skipping as he ran.

He didn't even give a second thought to even try to cover his trail.