Chapter Three
Disclaimer: What makes you think that I'd own Kirby now? I don't, wilever, and haven't ever owned Kirby. He belongs to HAL and Nintendo.
After apologizing to the store manager for blowing up a stuffed
Whispy Woods, Kirby and Gooey walked back to the STAFF door.
"I wonder why the manager kept giving me the evil eye," Gooey said.
"I dunno-maybe it was because you blew up an incredibly populatuffed toy???" Kirby muttered. "Anyway, here's the staff door. Since I
don't trust you using those missiles again, I'll knock it down." Kirbccessed the power within him.
Moments later, a stone version of Pitch the bird showed up. "Hiya,
Kirby! I was just helping Nago recover when you-Hey, cool! I'm stone!"
"Pitch, I need you to do something," Kirby said.
"Shoot-no, not you, Gooey," Pitch replied as Gooey sadly retractehe three missiles that had popped out of his mouth.
"Could you ram this door down?" Kirby asked.
"Sure." Pitch flew directly at the door. As soon as he made contact,
the door exploded.
When the dust cleared, Kirby and Gooey peeked in. Pitch was nowhero be found. Having done his job, he had gone back to Pop Star. Meanwhile,
in the darkened hallway behind the door, Kirby and Gooey walked through.
They passed lighted spots every so often, and in the light, the decorationn the wall were clearly visible. Pictures of the Fairy Queen adorned thalls.
Suddenly, SMACK! A large hand whacked Kirby and Gooey upside theieads. Kirby saw the floor blur and rush at him. "Wow. the ground is cominp to meet me." he mumbled before unconsciousness set in.
When Kirby woke up, he and Gooey were strapped into small chairs,
with every possible appendage chained down. A large face with wide eyes,
hair pulled up over his head in a mock ponytail, and a nose ring right in
Kirby's face, introduced himself. "I am Wham Bam Rock. I have brought yoere because I am meant to destroy you. Any last words?" Wham Bam Roculled his oversized hands into fists and held them over our heroes' heads.
Disclaimer: What makes you think that I'd own Kirby now? I don't, wilever, and haven't ever owned Kirby. He belongs to HAL and Nintendo.
After apologizing to the store manager for blowing up a stuffed
Whispy Woods, Kirby and Gooey walked back to the STAFF door.
"I wonder why the manager kept giving me the evil eye," Gooey said.
"I dunno-maybe it was because you blew up an incredibly populatuffed toy???" Kirby muttered. "Anyway, here's the staff door. Since I
don't trust you using those missiles again, I'll knock it down." Kirbccessed the power within him.
Moments later, a stone version of Pitch the bird showed up. "Hiya,
Kirby! I was just helping Nago recover when you-Hey, cool! I'm stone!"
"Pitch, I need you to do something," Kirby said.
"Shoot-no, not you, Gooey," Pitch replied as Gooey sadly retractehe three missiles that had popped out of his mouth.
"Could you ram this door down?" Kirby asked.
"Sure." Pitch flew directly at the door. As soon as he made contact,
the door exploded.
When the dust cleared, Kirby and Gooey peeked in. Pitch was nowhero be found. Having done his job, he had gone back to Pop Star. Meanwhile,
in the darkened hallway behind the door, Kirby and Gooey walked through.
They passed lighted spots every so often, and in the light, the decorationn the wall were clearly visible. Pictures of the Fairy Queen adorned thalls.
Suddenly, SMACK! A large hand whacked Kirby and Gooey upside theieads. Kirby saw the floor blur and rush at him. "Wow. the ground is cominp to meet me." he mumbled before unconsciousness set in.
When Kirby woke up, he and Gooey were strapped into small chairs,
with every possible appendage chained down. A large face with wide eyes,
hair pulled up over his head in a mock ponytail, and a nose ring right in
Kirby's face, introduced himself. "I am Wham Bam Rock. I have brought yoere because I am meant to destroy you. Any last words?" Wham Bam Roculled his oversized hands into fists and held them over our heroes' heads.