Meta Knight was tired. He had spent the entire afternoon sitting in the bathroom of his dorm crying, and he didn't want to. I made him feel like he was only a five-hundred-year-old kid, not the strongest warrior in the entire galaxy. Things only got worse when his roommates didn't show up after dinner that night, and neither did Kirb or the king. He was depressed, and he knew it. And he was scared of an eight-year-old girl. Thus, he just stayed lying down under a thick blanket in the bathroom crying really loud.
MEANWHILE
Ethan wanted pizza. He hadn't really eaten anything since… How long was it? Breakfast. Dinner had already past, and he hadn't had anything that day besides some gross cafeteria breakfast food, but man, pizza sounded awesome. Sad, too. He remembered moments of him and his bro eating junk food together. Together. That crazy anti-vax! What was her deal, just going around and forcing people into hiding and possessing their friends, he had even overheard her say something about a dungeon! He needed to destress, but how? If he looked at memes, he might laugh and get caught, so basically, there wasn't anything to do besides hide all day and be stressed. Great.
For most of the day, he had pretty much been going incognito. He wore his hood up, walked quietly, and tried as hard as he could to do a decent hiding job. It worked…
So far.
He was walking slowly when he noticed that there wasn't anyone around, and he was approaching a dorm. It was probably empty, so Ethan, with a spark of excitement, casually walked in.
He was exploring it to see what was there when he heard a noise.
Crying.
Curriously, he walked to the room where he heard it coming from. The room was empty, but he then noticed it wasn't coming from the main room, but the bathroom. He knocked.
Meat Knight was minding his business crying when he heard someone knock. Startled, he jolted up.
"Gemma, go away!"
Ethan was offended. "I am NOT Gemma, BTW."
"Wait, that voice… That's… Not Gemma. And it's not monotone."
"No," Ethan groaned. "I'm not possessed."
Meta Knight paused. "One… One second."
Meat Knight looked around for his mask. He grabbed it, put it on, and sighed.
"You can open the door."
Hearing the permission, Ethan slowly opened the door. The two looked at eachother. They weren't possessed. It wasn't a trap. They were both survivors. They were both tired, hungry, scared, confused, and torn. They were practically…
A team.
"Hey, kid?", Meta Knight asked.
"Uh, yeah?"
"You think ya could help me free everyone?"
"I guess so?"
Meta Knight smiled underneath his mask. "Do you…" He stopped smiling. "Do you think you could beat… her?"
Ethan put on the most sarcastic smile Meta Knight had ever seen. "Nope!"
MetaKnight sighed. "That's… what I thought."
"I mean, I'm willing to go with you, but I just think we're gonna get captured."
"Don't you mean possesed?"
"Oh." Ethan paused. "I overheard a conversation saying that there was know a dungeon for certain people."
"What do you mean?"
"What do I mean?" Ethan looked serious. "Meta Knight…"
"What?"
"She means… us."
