I started this story so long ago but it never went anywhere. I have some ideas, i just don't know how to get it all out. This is short, yeah, but hey, I'm trying.
Music blared as Falco and Fox discussed the killer party they hoped to host. It was so loud to the point where the two had to yell to be heard. But they were stubborn and refused to lower it.
"I wonder what kind of stuff we should have!" Falco yelled.
"I know, me to!" Fox replied.
"Like what food!" Falco yelled aloud.
"And who we should invite!" Fox added loudly.
The music continued on loudly as the two sat side by side on their beat up sofa. One post that held it up was dented so each cushion rested at a funny angle. There were also many pieces of duct tape visible where the fabric had been torn and clearly repaired at home by two individuals who were obviously not professionals.
"Man, this is so difficult, my head wants to explode!" Falco said, rubbing his temples.
"Yeah, difficult and the fact that the music is so loud!" Fox said, staring at the ceiling.
"What!" Falco yelled.
"The music!" Fox replied.
"WHAT!" Falco repeated.
"THE MUSIC!" Fox shouted.
"WH---!"
KABOOM!
"The music," Fox said slowly and calmly, looking down at the radio he smashed.
"Oh…" Falco added, staring at the mess.
After observing the lack of food in his house, Kirby locked the door to his house then headed to the grocery store. It had, indeed, been a while since he had shopped for food and his empty stomach was a loud reminder of that.
The air was clean and the day was bright. It was a perfect day to go out and enjoy life. However, food was the only thing brewing in Kirby's mind. He paused at a crosswalk and waited for the light to change. Also waiting was a dog and its owner. Kirby started tapping his foot as silently a he could. The dog had not yet seen him, which was very good considering how Kirby realized he was small and looked like he could pass as a dog toy. He waited anxiously for the light to change, wanting to leave the scary dog. Finally, the light turned yellow and Kirby knew he could leave. Just then, his stomach growled. The dog tuned and saw Kirby. The dog widened his eyes at the sight of the new toy that was placed in his presence. Kirby darted as the light turned green and ran as fast as he could. The dog followed and freed itself from it's owner.
Fearing for his life, Kirby weaved in and out of various obstacles, such as benches, people, fire hydrants and anything else that could prove to be shelter. He approached some buildings and turned the corner to stop and catch his breath. Suddenly the dog appeared and Kirby panicked and fled as best he could. He rushed to the street when a thought popped into his head: he could just fly away. Surly the dog wouldn't sprout wings and follow him.
Proud of his quick thinking, Kirby began to puff so he could float. He began going higher but hung, so he could turn and stick his tongue out at the evil dog. He did this and almost dropped altitude, so he quickly rose higher and higher until a jolt went through his body. As he fell to the floor, he realized he should have looked above before he flew to avoid any power lines…
