Chapter 3:

The Potato of Infinite Strength

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Blah blah blah, I don't own Kirby or any other Kirby related things, blah blah blah…

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... Metaknight opened the chest to reveal- The Potato of Infinite Strength (Hence the title)

Kirby stepped back in horror. "Metaknight! No!"

"Kirby, when you combine this with your incredible powers, you could be invincible!"

Metaknight answered. "Wait, I have a incredible powers? Aw, shucks, you flatter me!"

Metaknight ignored this comment on kept blabbering on about the Potato.

"With the Potato's power, you could enslave the Earth! What would you want if you could get anything?"

"It's too strong for me! I would go- did you say anything?" Kirby asked.

"Yes, even with underline and italics."

"Wow!"

"If I could have anything, huh? Well, I've always wanted some things… and I'm going to explain them in song!"

"Oh, please no!" Metaknight begged.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!

Oh if I could have anything, this is what'd it be,

I wish that hundred dollar bills all grew up on trees

I would also like to make a nacho flavor of ice cream

I also really need a hyper cannon beam!

If I could

Enslave the Earth

Everyone would know my name

They'd all bring me gifts

Of soda and blue olives…

Umm… Yeah!

Paper towel rolls are for me!

Whee hee hee hee!

Metaknight clenched his hands to his ears and left.

YEAH! Whoo!

Blue olives! Monkey… palms…

"Hey, where'd Metaknight go?" asked Kirby to no one.

Kirby picked up the Super-Potato and stared for a moment. Then he heard the city clock tower strike twelve. It was time for Kirby to go. While he flew, he pondered over the many questions that needed answering. Why did Metaknight train me? Why did he want me to use the Potato of Infinite Strength? And why didn't he like my song?

All these questions made Kirby think, and then his brain hurt. He sat down on the top of a building to rest. He saw the airport in the distance and a dark, shadowy figure with wings going towards it. Suddenly, Kirby found all the answers to his questions.

He grabbed onto and oncoming jet headed toward the airport and towards what might be one of the toughest fights of his life.