That night, Kirby had very weird. No scary dreams, just weird. Kirby woke up after a while. It was 6:00 AM on the unnamed star. He was still very tired after a restless night. He went downstairs, had breakfast and went into town. Kirby walked through the town and went to this place where he could buy some apples. He was so tired that when he got there, he made a big yawn, sucking up the apples and the guy selling them. Afterwards, Kirby felt better.
"Did you see that?" a person said.
"He attacked that man for no reason at all."
"He's a monster!"
"He' evil!"
"Get him!"
Soon everyone gathered around Kirby and glared at him angrily. Kirby, who didn't know what happened, said "What?" in a slightly confused way. "GET HIM!" someone in the crowd said. Kirby started running for his life. The mob around him chased him wildly. Kirby soon got wore out and took a deep breath and he soon found himself flying in the air.
"Huh? How'd I get up here?" Kirby said even more confused. He then realized that by flapping his arms he could fly higher and soon he flew away. The mob then, realizing that they weren't going to catch, stopped and yelled, "And don't come back!"
After a few minutes he stopped flying and started walking through the woods very depressed and deep in thought. He kept walking all alone for hours and after awhile stopped and turned around. He looked back and didn't see any signs of the town or anyone. Soon, he decide to stop and rest. He sat down and did some deep thinking. "I guess it's true when they say you can never go home again," he said out loud to no one in particular because no one was there. "I guess this spot is as good as any to live." He gathered and bunch of logs and made a log cabin. It didn't have any rooms or floors, it was just like any old log cabin. After he finished he went inside and, although it was only 4:00 PM, he went to sleep and stood there in his log cabin for many months, all alone.
Five years later, in the town Kirby once lived in. Popstar finally got it's name and everything was perfect. All the people forget the incident and Kirby and got back to living there normal lives. All except one, Waddle Dee. He still remembered the incident as if it was yesterday. He too was very depressed because he lost one of his best friends. He knew Kirby didn't mean to do it. Kirby would never attack a person on purpose. Especially if it was a good guy. He mostly stayed in his house and only went out to get the groceries. He hoped someday Kirby would come back, especially since the incident was forgotten. But he never did show up. Never....
Meanwhile, over at a mountain soon to be call Mount Dedede. King Dedede was busy trying to take it over. "Hurry up! I haven't got all day!" he yelled at his henchmen. Soon, he got control over the mountain. "Good job. Now go out and capture everyone at that pathetic town near the woods!"
"Everyone?"
"Everyone! Now GO!!"
"Yessir!" they all said and then headed off it the direction of the town.
Everyone was going around the town all happy when all of a sudden something happened. "What's that sound" one person said. Then suddenly a bunch of King Dedede's henchmen started attacking the town. The people dropped everything they were doing and ran.
"Stop! In the name of King Dedede!"
The henchmen started gathering everyone up and began to look in the houses for more people. Waddle Dee heard the commosion going on outside and as soon as he saw what was happening he tried to find a place to hide.
"Oh, man! What am I going to do?" he said nerviously.
"Hey! Have you checked this house?"
"Not yet. Let's check."
"Oh no! They're right there! What do I do?"
The henchmen open the door and find.........nothing. The house is empty.
"I guess no one's here."
"Yeah. Come on let's go."
They leave and as soon as they exit, Waddle Dee falls from the ceiling and lands on the floor. He picks himself up and then he hears a henchmen yell "We got them all! Let's move out!"
Waddle Dee looks out the window and sees the henchmen riding away on some strange vechical carrying the people with them.
"Oh man. What do I do? I have to do something. I can't just sit here and do nothing."
Suddenly the answer hit's him.
"That's it! It go get Kirby!"
With that, he runs out the door and heads into the woods in search of Kirby.
Kirby is in his log cabin eating cold oatmeal as breakfast. That's what's he's eaten for the past five years. Cold oatmeal for breakfast.
"Why did this happen to me? Why did I have to yawn. That yawn cost me everything! My house! My friends! *sigh* I wish I could just have a second chance. That's all I ask."
He resumes eating his cold breakfast.
Waddle Dee was busily searching everywhere for Kirby but after many hours, he gave up and sat down. "He's probabally not even here anymore. He's probabally far away now. I'll never find him," he said. "No! He has to be here! I have to have hope," he said standing up. "I'll find him if I have to search the outer reaches of Popstar! I'll find him if I have to walk a hundred miles! I'll find him if..." he was cut off when he noticed a log cabin a few feet away from him.
"That's it!"
He ran toward the cabin.
Kirby was still eating his cold oatmeal when he heard the door slam open. Waddle Dee turned to him, out of breath and panting.
"Kirby. We have trouble."
