CHAPTER 22: QUEST FOR UNISON

Knuckles crossed his arms and tossed his hair back in disbelief. "Isn't Kirby one the side of the policemen?" asked Knuckle Joe.

"True, but I think he's safe because Kirby is a better freelancer," said Dedede. "He always acted on his own win when I was king of Dreamland."

POyo!" said Kirby. He excitedly flicked his arms holding the sword still.

"Kirby says that he's finally gotten ahold of us," taranza translated. "He found out about this room earlier and has been hideing it from the policemn. He wanted to show us and not anyone else."

"Why us?"

"Poyo," said Kirby.

"Because Kirby knows we're the last trustworthy people in this school that haven't been killed our have gone to the dark side." Tanranza translated.

"Poyo."

"And Kirby says he couldn't trust the likes of Magolor or Marx. The police aren't trustworthy because he thinks they won't deal with these tubes seriously."

"How dangerous is our situation anyways?" asked Dedede.

Kirby frowned and trotted up to a tube. He banged on the glass, and everyone noticed that the soul moved a little bit in response.

"Of course, if the police got in hear, they might disrupt the souls," said Knuckle Joe. "If they're kept safe, then theres a chance we can get them back in their bodies and revie thems."

Dedede remembered that he had Fluff and Dee's bodies in his fridge for safekeeper.

"Poyo!" said Kirby exitedly.

Taranza frowned. "But we have no idea how to reverse the effects of the soul-stripping."

"Then how do we do?" asked Knuckle Joe.

Dedede made a really angry face. "I'll tell you what we're gonna do!" Dedede grabbed the clipboard. "You guys are gonna stay here and prevent the policemen from discovering this room. I'm leaving to find Magolor."

"Magolor?" said everyone, even Kirby in his poyo speekc.

"Yes, he's our only hope in finding Burning Leo, and he still owes me a favour for what he did to my big brother Mr.

So Dedede exited the school secretively. And made it back to Magolor's dupster. But he did not find Magolor. He made mad. And he wished he found him.

"Where could he ebb?" Dedede questioned to himself.

Dedede tried downtown at the soda shop where Magolor used to take out his dead girlfriend Tiff. He didn't find her there but he did find Kawasaki, who ran the shop.

"What's up, Sire?" asked the potato-shape cook. He was busy cleaning a dish with a rag and waiter.

Dedede sat down on his stool and thought deeply. "Kawasaki, have you seen Magolor anymore?'

"Oh, Magolor just stopped by a couple a hours a go!" said Kawaasai cheerfully. Do you need to ifnd him?"

Dedede got really exited. "Yeah, I do despereately. E hoped on the desk and banged his fists with agency.

Kawasaki was surprised. "Okay, but first I need a favour from you, Sire!"

Dedede saw the smug look on Kawasaki's face. "I'm a feeling I am going to regret this…"

Kawasaki took out a piece of paper and a pen. "This is a legal document. When you sign this, you will give me 10,000,000 dollars!"

"I am exchanging this for imformation?" asked Dedede for reconfirmation.

"Yeah, Sire!" said Kawasaki and Dedede signed the check. Kawasaki then told Dedede where Magolor was.

Dedede found him right there. He standing rght outside the hospital where Marx was being kept.

"Magolor…" said Dedede.

Magolor turned his eyes but not the rets of him. He could tell it was Dedede, by his voice. "I am not apologising for what sin I commited, Dedede," he said gothically.

Dedede then remembered what Knuckle Joe had said about Magolor changing his name to Magothic. He got closer and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Magothic, I know you hate us, but we need you for one last mission," said Dedede like a brother to Magolor.

Magolor heard his new name and turned to Dedede. "What do you want?" he said in a rude tongue.

"Dude, we found the TRUE murderer. If you help us capture him, there may be a chance that we can revive Tiff."

Magolol's face lit up. He turned away feeling his angst. "I'm suspicious of you Dedede. I think you're "brother" is the murderer." Magolor took the pistol out of his picket. "I was gonna go finish my holy duty."

Dedede eyes him and did a serious hold to his shoulder. "Please, Magothic. You and I both know that you're just as much my brother as Marx is."

Magolor sighed. "Fine, but stop calling me Magothic. This stunt better payoff or its gonna be you head!"