30 December 2015
This would've come on the 26, except I didn't write it up in time and I had things from that day to today.
And it's a few days from Christmas but it's okay to bring it up it's still December
36. Presents
of "plasters", or just unfortunate dees.
"How has your grass been growing, by the way?" Kirby inquired innocently—as innocent as Kirby could get, anyway—and spun the watermelon in his hands.
"Fine. Absolutely fine," Bandana Dee replied a bit too quickly to seem smooth. "No big changes, but I wasn't expecting any."
"Well, I guess you're not putting enough emotion into your reading!"
"Actually, I... well, okay."
Kirby took no notice to Bandana Dee's stumbles—or maybe he just didn't care. The puffball was renowned for that. Oh, wait, no, he wasn't. But things eventually came to a big loop anyway, so it was all the same.
"Merry Christmas, Band-Aid! May the God of Plasters shower you with love."
Bandana Dee squinted. "The God of—"
"Or, Merry Crisis. I'm not really sure. Are you going through a particularly hard time in life? Merry Crisis."
"Um. Okay. Thank you..?"
"It sucks," Kirby whined, knocking on the watermelon, creating an eventual dent. "During Christmas, there's supposed to be snow, you know! Then we could have snowmen with Santa hats on top of their heads, and then we stick sticks into their sides as arms and shove mittens on the ends of them!"
To Kirby, who (pretended to) dabble in childish things like those, it was delightful. Bandana Dee, on the other hand, was simply horrified at the thought. Wasn't that a huge waste of money, after all? Right? Right? Santa hats and mittens on snowmen? They could be saving lives. From hypothermia. How wasteful.
Though, anyone would be smart enough not to voice those thoughts to Kirby.
"White Wafers does all the snowing for us," Bandana Dee reminded, although he was sure Kirby didn't need the reminder.
Season changes varied from planet to planet. For example, Bandana Dee knew that Floria had ever odd-changing seasons with special triggers that no one seemed to be able to work out. Pop Star was different—it was sectioned into six, and each of them had their own remarkable attribute, even if it wasn't a season. Except for Dream Land, which was in the centre of the star-shaped planet. It inherited traits from the varying areas, but most of those were from Cookie Country or Onion Ocean. Traits from Raisin Ruins and White Wafers were almost nonexistent.
So, White Wafers did all the snowing for them.
And there was never any snow in Dream Land. That year wouldn't be any different.
"Well," Kirby huffed, "even if we can't have snow, we can still have presents. Here, I got one for you!"
Kirby tossed a box in Bandana Dee's direction—the waddle dee hadn't even seen it coming, because the pink puffball grabbed it out of nowhere. He still managed to catch it—he wasn't a top minion in the castle for nothing, you know!—although he did tip over slightly backwards.
It had a typical appearance of a present box. Square box with a square lid, and ribbons crossing from all sides to the top, tying and finishing into a neatly done-up knot. The box itself was light pink, and the ribbons were red and lined with gold. Bandana Dee wondered where Kirby even obtained the materials.
"Well—uh," he said nervously, "I didn't get anything for you—it wasn't that I didn't think of you, I mean—I've been very busy in the castle, and we don't usually get presents for each other—"
"People say Christmas is about giving, not receiving," Kirby said, nodding sagely. "Which, by the way, I do believe is false. Christmas is about Christmas. But that was just in case you're one of those people."
"Oh. I don't really celebrate Christmas. No one in the castle does."
Kirby tilted his head and nodded, as if he was absorbing the information carefully. Judging by that, he probably wasn't aware of the fact Bandana Dee had just brought up. But it wasn't like Bandana Dee could or would blame him for it, anyway. If you weren't a minion in the castle, you really wouldn't understand what went on in there.
"Well, then, open it!" Kirby trilled after a moment. "It's not a bomb, trust me. I don't know how to make bombs, and the ones from that copy ability doesn't last if I trash it the ability. And I'm clearly not wearing a hat right now—"
"I think I'll open it when I get back," replied Bandana Dee uneasily.
"Hey, why not now?"
"It's... just... it's kind of rude to open presents in front of the person who gave it to you."
Bandana Dee did not mention that he was afraid that if he had a look at the gift, he'd be tempted to give it back there and then.