A King's War: War on Pop Star

PART 1

"You don't look like you're from around here," the boy said. He accoutered himself with yellow elvish shoes and a blue cap. He bore a similar appearance to one of Santa's elves. He was ages younger than Meta Knight, as foreseen by his cocky attitude.

"Well? You've got any explanation for this?" he snapped. Vul stepped forward to answer, "We are traveling in search of Dedede."

The boy's eyebrows rose. "King Dedede?"

"Yes. Are there any chances that you're in his accquaintance?"

"I wouldn't say that."

"Then you are of criminal forces," Trident decided, gripping his weapon.

"Not exactly. You see, I'm a thief. I steal from the rich and give to the poor."

"Alright, that'll do. Where exactly can we find his castle?"

"Exactly 30 minutes east. I'll be happy to escort you!"

"That's fine with me."

The boy held out a yellow hand. "Poppy Jr. is my name, bombs is the game. At your service!"

The boy and crew continued on to the castle.

As they were walking, something shifted in the air. Trident raised his hand, halting the party. "We're being watched." Everyone listened closely, picking the stomps of a parade.
Poppy Jr. said with a worried look, "That's my cue!" The boy zipped off into the bushes.

A Waddle Doo commanding a troop of Waddle Dees marched through the woods. He stopped in front of the party, instantly recognizing danger. "Halt in the name of the King!"

They stopped, unsure of what to do. The Waddle Doo gestured for the Dee Troop to form an unavoidable circle around them. He eyed the party. "Tourists, eh? We don't allow such commoners on a daily basis! Move along! Nothing to see here!" He grunted, poking Sailor Dee with his spear. The action made Vul scoop the sailor up in his wings.

"We aren't tourists. We are the diplomats and wish to speak to the King," the albatross said.

"Ah? I recognize that gnarly beak of yours! Captain Vul of the Meta-Knights, isn't it? Well, that makes no difference in my book. Come along! I will be your personal escort for today. Consider it a special favor. Move along! Nothing to see here!"

The Waddle Doo sniffed haughtily and moved the Dee Troop, continuing eastward.

The travelers were stunned. Where was their escort? Surely Poppy hadn't ditched them? "Knew we couldn't trust him," Trident snarled.

They were close to the castle's proximity when- BOOM! A puff of smoke enveloped the crowd, obscuring their sight. "Don't move! I want to be able to choke your throats once light comes through!" Waddle Doo coughed. "Troops! Mobilize and seek the prisoners out!"

But once the light came, the crew was nowhere to be in sight. "Curses!" Waddle Doo spat. "This was our only chance. And we've failed." The Dee Troop shivered at his words.

Surely there was a price to pay for that...

END OF PART 1

Author's note (5/22/2013):
Hey there, everyone! It's been a long time, hasn't it? Let's get to it then! New character debuts in the progress!

Poppy Bros. Jr
Age: Mischievously 12 years old
Profession: Thief on Pop Star and Bomber