King DeDeDe was looking through channels on his giant TV as he yawned. He then heard his cellphone ring, answering it.
"Yello?" DeDeDe remarked in his Texan accent as he yawned loudly, dropping his giant wooden mallet. "This is the DeDeMeister on the phone, just chat it up with me-"
"Your majesty, that girl that always hangs out with that marshmallow is coming up your way!" Escargoon exclaimed over the phone.
Triple D rubbed his belly with his right hand as he squinted his eyes. "So? Who is that girl, anyway?"
"The smart one, you know, the one named Fumu, or something." Escargon stated over the phone to DDD.
King DDD simply was oblivious, until the doors to his throne room were knocked down, with Tiff's fart having blasted it down. The big oafish penguin yelped as he flailed his arms, landing flat on his face as the gassy Tiff approached him.
"All right, DeDeDe, you're gonna help me fix this problem, now!" Tiff stated as she grabbed DeDeDe, continuing to butt burp several trombone toots.
King DeDeDe sweatdropped as he felt nervous. No way would he want to deal with the annoying know it all who defended Kirby, especially when she was farting up a storm!
