Ok, b4 I start this story, I'd like 2 warn u that I know nothing about Kirby other than him being a funny pink blob from smash bros. As far as I'm concerned, the race is called "Kirby" and they all have different names, but look alike (but in different colours). Anyway, PLEASE comment on this story!
Chapter One
"That's it!" shrieked Kribby Face, slamming his cup down on the table and splashing juice all over himself.
"I'm leaving!" he spluttered, fluttering his eyelids, as the drink had been a bit stingy.
"Go ahead." Kirbia replied, not glancing up from the newspaper she was reading. "I'll be glad to see the back of you, not that it's much different from the front."
Kribby Face gasped and stood up from his cushion. He turned and blobbed out of the room, tripping on the doorstep as he left. Kirbia stifled a laugh as he harrumphed about in his "I meant to do that fashion", then stormed out of the front door.
Once outside, Kribby Face wondered what to do next. Last time he'd left home, he'd gone to live with the yoshi's on yoshi island (well duh), but that hadn't worked out too well, as Kribby Face was a bit blobbish and took up too much nest space. So, he decided to visit the great fortune teller.