Thanks, DuskAura. To be honest, I never intended for everything to be connected, it kinda just happened, probably due to me not liking things being disconnected in one story. Glad you're enjoying it. (Roy and Marth will get together the day I get over my embarrassment of writing romance)

Kirby really couldn't stand his life anymore. Ever since he had been adopted by Palutena and Bayonetta, his life had become a living Hell. It was like he didn't have any freedom anymore.

Every time he wanted to do something, his mothers would tell him to be careful or to not do it. It was like they didn't understand that he wasn't a fucking baby. He was Kirby, practically Jesus at this point, the only person in the world to be immune to Thanos and light beams.

Kirby was eating his lunch when his mothers came to ruin it. They apparently had gotten him a late Christmas present, but honestly, it was really just an early Three Wise Men present.

Kirby honestly couldn't care less about their present for him. They gave him shit all the time and it was never something he liked. His last gift had been an invitation to their wedding. Who even gives their child an invitation to their own wedding?

The pink puff reluctantly followed his moms to the living room where there was a huge present next to the Christmas tree if you could even call that anymore. The tree had been set on fire at least ten times in the past week and was really just a burnt stick at this point.

"All right, open up!" Palutena said with excitement, "Bayo's going to take a photo of you while you open your present."

Kirby sighed in frustration as he saw Bayonetta take out a camera out of nowhere. Like really? Why the fuck did they need to take a photo of him opening a present? What is it with parents and taking photos of their kids? Do they really think their kids want to be in their stupid pictures?

Kirby approached the present with frustration. He was about to destroy the big box with his sword, but something stopped him. He swore he could hear someone calling for help and it was coming from the box.

"Mom, is there a person inside?"

"Oh, Kirby, you're adorable," Palutena smiled as she made a sign for Kirby to open the present.

Kirby carefully unwrapped the present revealing a box. As soon as Kirby was about to open the box, a bright flash blinded him for a second and he fell down.

"Mum, what the fuck?"

"Sorry, I left the flash on," Bayonetta apologized as she turned the flash off.

Kirby was utterly pissed, but he had to focus. There was definitely a person inside the box. Why would his moms get him a person for Christmas anyway? What was he supposed to do with a person?

Kirby slowly opened the box not knowing what kind of person to expect. When he had finished opening the box, the box move and something came out causing Kirby to fall again.

"I'm free!" a voice sounding eerily familiar cheered.

"That voice..." Kirby muttered as he tried to recall where he had heard that voice before, "Announcer? No... Joker?"

"Well, technically, I'm both," Joker clarified, "I'm also Roy in Japanese."

"That's nice and all... But what the fuck is going on?"

"We got you a new baby brother!" Palutena explained, "We thought you were lonely..."

"So we adopted Joker." Bayonetta continued for her wife, "Now you've got someone to bond with."

"Why am I the baby brother?" Joker asked.

"Because-" Kirby shouted before being cut off.

"Because it's way cuter that way!" the Godess grinned.

Kirby and Joker just looked at each other with "fuck my life" looks. The kind of looks only siblings understand.

The next morning, Kirby woke up to get his breakfast at the cafeteria where he was greeted by his two moms.

"Hi, moms," the angry kirby pouted as he sat on his chair.

"Hi, moms," a really annoyed Joker greeted as he took his seat next to Kirby.

"Aw, look at you two you're just like true siblings!" Palutena giggled.

"Ugh!" Kirby and Joker groaned simultaneously as they slammed their heads onto the table in frustration.