Star's Allies
Omake - Extraterrestrial Enigmas
Halloween Special
WARNING: THIS IS NOT CANON. HERE'S THE HALLOWEEN SPECIAL!
It was night out, with the ship's passengers asleep. Well, except for the few who weren't sleeping.
"Magolor, when will the ship be ready?"
"Soon enough, Taranza. I just to input the last few commands and-"
"Activated Dimensional Transport." The ship blared loudly.
"What? No." Magolor denied that prompt. Click. Click.
"Prompt deactivated."
A sigh.
"Taranza… what did you press?"
Taranza, who had neared one of the buttons, simply hid his hands behind his back with an awkward smile.
"Well… the ship isn't ready, so I'm helping it get ready…?"
"Terrible excuse, now stand there," Magolor pointed, "and don't do anything. I need to set up the energy spheres again… I fear that… mumble mumble."
Magolor had gotten too far away for Taranza to hear clearly. So, that egg had presented him with a chance. He was well, going to take it. His curiosity peaked.
"Ohoho. Button..!"
Click. The ship's voice came up.
"Would you like activate Dimensional Transport?"
"Yes!" Taranza said, imitating Magolor's voice.
"Booting. Accepted protocol. Opening portal."
Taranza jumped in joy. He was going to witness interdimensional travel…! He knew this would be his own goal after he read the Lor's manual, without Magolor's permission.
"Portal… unstable due to insufficient energy spheres. Going in would be ill advised. Would you still like to continue?" The ship warned the arachnid.
"Yes, yes, of course! Wait, did you say unstable?"
"Entering."
"Wait a sec, hold on, hold on! I didn't-" Taranza began to try and rectify his mistake. He pressed every button, every lever. It, uh, boosted the travel speed. And the ship was now travelling at a terrible route in random without enough energy spheres, with an unstable portal.
Magolor burst out from the power room.
"Taranza what the hell-"
BAM! The ship hit something.
More thumps were heard across the ship. It was getting bumpy.
"What- in the hell did you do!?" Magolor yelled, his face not so calm, holding on for dear life on his chair.
Taranza looked pale and said, "Well, uh. Yeah. That miiiight be a problem. I, uh- BUMP! -pressed the Transport Mode thing…" Taranza said that last part with a much meeker voice, now actually worried that the ride wasn't actually what he wanted.
"Just- ugh, hold on, and I'll- I'll figure something out!" Magolor cried, as he looked over the mess his screen was showing. The Lor was getting damaged, and soon, it might crack from the dimensional flux that was their 'unstable' portal.
"Lor."
"Yes, Magolor?"
"Can I reroute the ship into a stable dimension?"
"Yes… finding closest dimension… closest dimension is forty degrees to your left. Make the turn in five seconds."
CRASH.
Things weren't looking so good now.
"5."
More of the ship is being shaken, as their now awake passengers wondered what is going on.
"Oi, Magolor buddy, what is going on…?"
They were half-asleep and not in the mindset for this. They, being Rick, Kine, and Coo.
"4."
"TURN, TURN NOW!" Taranza frantically yelled.
"IT SAID IN FIVE SECONDS, JUST WAIT…!"
"3."
Something snapped, creating a banshee-like wail.
"2."
Flashes of blue, green and red turned over and over across their visions. Magolor remained focused.
"1."
"...0."
"Turn!"
Magolor turned the ship, as they sailed straight into a much stabler dimension. "Yahoo!" Taranza congratulated them.
"Magolor, you did it!"
CRASH!
The rumbling become earthquakes, shaking them to the core. They had landed on a planet.
"That ain't good." Magolor deadpanned, as the ship was in no state to fly. Lucky them, the main parts were quite fine. The problem lies in the condition of the rest of the ship.
"Well. We might be stuck here, for the time being. The ship is in no state to safely endure that trip again."
Taranza's face turned white, as he processed what meant.
"Our home… we… This is my fault, innit?" Taranza blamed himself.
"Mostly your fault. I have no idea why Lor decided to accept your commands, but I'll ensure that won't happen in the future. Now then… we can't just dawdle here. Our food supply will run out at some point, as well as our water supply."
"Hol' on, hol' on. You saying we're dumped in an alien planet?" Rick asked.
"Uh, yeah. More of less."
"I'm… not really keen on going out. Especially when I am not in the correct state of mind to do so. I will just… comprehend our situation in private." Coo spoke, returning back to her room albeit with a worried face.
Kine shrugged and followed her.
"Right, uh… We'll just be back at the ship. Get it fixed as soon as possible, please."
"Yeah. It just needs time. I'd say two days until we can board again, tops. Give the healing time to happen on the ship. After the external shield is up, we can start our journey back home. We'll just explore while we're here."
"Right. Come back safe, arright?"
The animal trio headed back into the ship.
…
Exploration took its toll on the two who went for it. Mainly, Taranza, because he felt responsible for the whole fiasco.
"This forest is way too big… even Whispy Woods back home ain't this big…"
"Taranza. Stay focused."
The two travelled through the thick woods, and found themselves out of the forest after an hour of walking.
"Hf… how long until the night?"
"Not that long, by the looks of it."
The sun was slightly larger compared to what they usually have, but that's adaptable.
It was heading into sunset, however.
"Right… we need shelter, quick."
"Build it, I'd say. I'll go gather." Taranza volunteered, using his web to pull down wood and leaves.
Magolor worked on the look and functionality of their makeshift shelter, as Taranza returned with a good amount of wood, sticks, and leaves to use.
A good few hours, and they've made themselves a small camp.
Taranza lit a fire by burning the wood, and grabbed some food from a stash they had brought with them when they set out.
"This… isn't the best situation."
"Yes, I know, I'm sorry; just, er, sorry."
Magolor looked apprehensive at their location, with Taranza worrying all the while.
They weren't getting good sleep tonight.
Moments in the morning were the most crucial part of survival. For Magolor, that meant pulling out a packaged meal.
"It's decent." He thought.
He'll just have to give Taranza another energy packet to help him power through the day.
Ah, he's stirring from his slumber.
"Wh-wha…?"
"Yeah, eat this." Magolor threw him a small packet. That'll be your breakfast for today."
No complaints came from Taranza as he munched on the energy packet.
Back to exploring they went after their small breakfast, bringing their shelter with them.
They passed some train tracks on their way, though they do not know what exactly is the line of steel for.
A small house was visible in the distance, a house made out of logs, its ceiling a downward sloped shape. Magolor noted a sign he passed by.
"You want to check out that house?" Magolor offered to Taranza, who was nibbling once in a while on the remaining food inside his mouth.
"Of course! Hopefully, they can help us. Fat chance, though…"
…
They knocked on the door. Courtesy first.
They had noticed an odd assortment of pumpkins around the house. That was well, holed with faces cut into them.
The door opening brought back their attention to the new creature towering over them. It looked like Coo, except it was sporting red with a much larger beak than normal, wearing a t-shirt; again, something the duo did not know.
"Ah, trick-o-treaters? Ah- come in, please. My name is Amelie..."
Magolor looked at Taranza over his shoulder, and walked in. Inside had an even weirder assortment of items.
"Just, uh, wait for me a minute. You're kinda early, though. It isn't night yet…. The mayor said it would be later..."
The strange tall feathery creature went to the back of his house.
Magolor pondered around meekly into the multiple rooms. Taranza, with nothing better to do, followed him.
They check a room, with a much shorter version of the creature which had offered them to go inside the building. Inside was an assortment of boxes, screens, and overall random items.
There was a monitor placed on a shelf, as the odd creature held some sort of white remote in his hand...wings. The monitor showed Magolor… some peculiar things.
A 'dialogue box' popped up, announcing its message to the creature. It was… him?
"What the hell is going on…? I'm there?"
Taranza peered over Magolor's head. "Uh. Yeah. You're there. And you're here."
The noise the two made distracted the player. He looked at the door, and paused his game.
"Hey, nice Magolor costume. I've been meaning to get my mom to help make me one… but he doesn't have an inch of knowledge in Magolor's clothing…"
Costume…?
The bird boy, who looked much like Amelie except with his own feather style and blue color, noticed Taranza behind Magolor. "Ah, Taranza costume too? Pretty well made, I'd say. even accurate to the height…"
"Anyways, well, I'm Sparrow, and you both are…?"
Magolor and Taranza did not respond to that.
"...are you mute or something?"
I don't know what mute is, but I'll roll with it.
Magolor nodded, still not uttering a word. Taranza copied his gestures.
"Huh. Well-"
"Hey, I brought the candy, even though its one day early. Sparrow, have you- oh, you're here already. Hand the candy to these two, will you?"
The candy was about as big as their head.
Taranza nearly gawked at the size of it.
Magolor and Taranza each received a piece of the oversized candy.
A sigh came from Amelie. "You know, you're lucky I stock the candy so early in the month. The Nooks really hooked me up with their seasonal programs... "
"Oh, by the way… can you both stay here for a while with Sparrow? He's sorta a loner, and I'd really appreciate it if you can socialize with him."
Taranza nodded at her before Magolor could.
"Mom, I don't need friends… K.K. sang it in one of his songs..."
"Sparrow, you need 'em, so now go with… these two and play some games or something, I don't know what kids these days play anymore. Back before the mayor improved our quality of life, I was a young bird..."
Amelie trailed off into his childhood, as Sparrow led Magolor and Taranza further into his room. The two were confused, but rolled with it. It would seem too suspicious if they left right now.
His room was filled with different slabs of different colors, some black with a green logo, others white or full on black with some blue accents, and small wires hanging all over the place. A bouncy sofa was what the young bird sat on.
"Right, so uh… What should we play?"
Magolor pointed forward at the pause menu.
"Just this? Alright then. Let me hand you two some spare controllers."
He went into his closet and pulled out two sticks of white, with its name written on the bottom, with four slots which lit up as Sparrow clicked on them.
"Sync… and there we go." The blue bird handed the two remotes to Magolor and Taranza, who were still very, very confused as to how they got in this predicament. They had just wanted to kill time…
Sparrow unpaused the game and moved… Kirby.
Magolor had a twitch of nostalgia as he recognised his own ship, with himself standing there as Sparrow exited the ship.
It showed him the landscape of Halcandra, boiled down into a level select.
Taranza watched as Magolor winced at the planet.
Oh boy. This won't be good.
"Actually; I just need extra help on the boss. Are you two comfortable?"
The two nodded.
"Okay then. Starting the level, and we should win this time…"
This time? Hell, it took Kirby a single try to down Landia. What was this kid talking about?
Magolor gripped the remote much harder than he was holding it before. Kirby ain't dead at that fight, and neither will he at this one.
They started the level, as Landia swooped down and the fight started.
They played different characters, as per Sparrow's request (he needed variety on attacks).
Sparrow's health, in particular, was starting to go red.
"Oh come on, just split up already…"
A few seconds of button mashing and idiotic plays made by Taranza and Magolor, and Landia was on her second phase.
A few minutes passed of Taranza or Magolor blocking and taking hits for the young bird, preventing his health from getting much lower.
And soon enough…
"Yes..!" Sparrow cried in excitement.
Landia lay on the ground, not moving as the screen faded to black and they were treated to a cutscene.
Magolor instantly recognised this scene.
Nooooope.
Magolor held Taranza's hands and went for the door.
"Oh, you're leaving?" the bird asked.
Magolor gave him a nod.
"Ah, that's okay. Thanks for helping me! Now then…" He focused on the cutscene.
As Magolor left the house with Taranza, he heard a distinct "wait, what!?" from the boy, and he booked it along with the spider into the woods, past the train tracks, and into the forest.
"That… we're never going there again."
Magolor denied Taranza to look at that scene. One of his more… shameful moments.
"What was that about?"
"Nothing. Just some thing Kirby asked for. Right then. Back to the ship."
Magolor ended the conversation then and there.
By the time they had arrived back at the ship, night had hit them, the moon a full moon with light prowling in the dark.
Magolor went in his control room and pulled up a status check.
"External Shields: on."
That was their key.
"I'm bringing the ship as far as we can go. Hold on…!"
The Lor Starcutter opened another portal vertically on top of them, the star-shaped hole unique to its own destination.
They launched up and up like a rocket and passed into the portal, disappearing into whispers.
The sky devolved into the night as Sparrow, wearing his impromptu costume of a pumpkin head and some black cloth.
Sparrow had exited his house, remembering those two who came in his house.
His mother had asked him to find Jack, and honour his code in Halloween.
As he grabbed his small basket and went off in search of sweets, he caught the slightest glimpse of the otherworldly portal.
Paying no heed to it, he stepped forward for what seemed to be a great Halloween in town. The mayor was going to participate again this year, like always!
He was darn excited, and no pranks are going to fall on him this time!
…
"Unstable portal. Unstable portal."
Their external shield was being chipped away like last time. This time though, Magolor was husy maneuvering the ship all over, avoiding what could've been more damage to the already hole-ridden ship.
"Critical error on external shield, Magolor. Deactivation imminent."
"Closest dimension, Lor?"
"Right thirty degrees in three seconds."
Magolor smoothly made the turn and watched as they exited the portal into the sky, with a beach and a small cliff overlooking it. On the cliff were gem apple trees, stalls, and a job board.
Magolor landed the ship in the water on the beach, as he was sure the locals wouldn't really ask him too much about it.
Magolor and Taranza wandered around for a bit, again waiting for the ship to heal itself.
This time though, they were accompanied by Rick, Kine and Coo, who wanted the fresh air of the sea.
"What a beauty, this beach is!" Coo complimented, smoothing out her feathers.
"Well, it is a beach, sister. I think they're supposed to have good views." Kine replied.
Magolor and Taranza on the other hand, walked up onto the cliff, where they encountered a small settlement.
"Ello, Mr. Shopkeeper!" A young voice called out to them, with some eagerness in his voice.
Kirby came up to Magolor, with adventurer's gear strapped on him.
"You said you needed these gem apples as payment, right? I remember the ones, betcha you don't!"
I don't, because I'm not from around here.
Magolor still accepted the apples and kept his previous thought silent.
What are we, thieves now?
Soul, don't chide me like that. I'll take the opportunity to replenish my supply again…
Magolor uttered a 'thank you' to Kirby as the pink puffball skipped away, joining a larger group of Kirbys…?
There were four, with a yellow one holding a mallet, a blue one being a mage (or at least that's what Magolor's guess is the clothing was a bit misleading) and a green one, providing heals, with glasses and a good hat.
They seemed to be good friends, even though sometimes the yellow one would bicker with pink's cheeriness.
"Now now now, ain't that bad to steal, stranger? Them gem apples are mine. I was the one who's the shopkeeper, not you."
Magolor whipped around and saw himself.
A Magolor with green and white on his clothes.
"I'd say, I don't look half bad in blue… say, you seem like me… Are you some long lost cousin or something?"
Magolor booked it right then and there. He didn't care for the now pissed off Magolor, the attacks thrown at him, or the impromptu bounty placed on his head. That question one he must ignore.
The green Magolor stared at Taranza, who was still there.
"Pay up before I smack you and your friend deep in the slammer."
For a Magolor, this one seemed much more aggressive.
"Yeah, no."
Taranza followed suit.
Magolor yelled obscenities over him, and a bounty was also pressed on his head, as the Shoppe Magolor threw attacks at the running duo.
He jumped on the Lor and with the rest of the gang (Coo, Rick and Kine dragged in by blue Magolor)
fled off the planet.
The shield may be half recharged, but it'll last until their next destination before home.
"Lor, can we not face these people again?"
Thankfully, the Lor picked up on his tone.
"Marked dimension as 'do not visit'."
"Thank you," Magolor thanked the ship.
"...ready to go, Magolor?" Taranza queried.
"Yup, now… just flip this lever and we're off!"
Lor vanished like a dream, much to the dismay of the Magolor of that dimension, who had located the ship a tad bit too late.
The ship was sailing smoothly now. Atleast, in Taranza's eyes. For Magolor… it was just enough power to keep it stable, especially with the outer hull starting to reform back.
They started to relax.
"Well, smooth sailing 'till our dimension, huh?" Taranza commented.
"True. There shouldn't be any problems left. Just wait for the moment in time where we arrive."
Too bad a sinking feeling overcame Taranza.
His gut feeling showed him the possibility that they might encounter some problems anyway.
Taranza, you okay? Things are shaking up in here…
A voice overcame him.
After his encounter with the mysterious figure who popped up in the colosseum battle, he'd come to know the soul inside of him.
I mean, uh, I just have a terrible feeling that the chances of us not making it home…
I haven't been talking for a while, and this is what you've been up to? I'd say that you need to calm down.
Ehh.. I suppose you're right. We are safe now. With Magolor's expertise, we'll be fine.
There ya go! That's the attitude!
I want to talk with you some more, soul…
…
beep beep beep beep beep
Magolor's stress struck eleven.
The ship got rocky quick, as Magolor swept his ship across the space in between dimensions.
"It is advisable to locate your nearest safe dimension before the rogue dimension gets us."
A rogue dimension, one that has fallen into ruin, came crashing straight for the Lor Starcutter. Its captain won't let it crash.
A swerve over and under. The dimension kept getting bigger. They were past their target dimension now. A return trip will be needed.
All this while Taranza is conked out…
Oh, boy.
"Located safe dimension at ✩※ «●»"
The ship started talking gibberish as the rogue dimension got to the closest it will ever get to.
Magolor dove down into a dimension he spotted.
…
The Lor flew into the air and landed by a swamp.
None of its inhabitants paid any attention (they didn't see it anyway).
Magolor exited the ship.
"Great, now that that is in the way, I have to wait for it to pass through…"
He wandered around the swamp. Its waters were purple, oozing a smell so strong with nearly made Magolor puke.
The sky was at the crack of dawn.
Magolor waited and waited.
As he got slightly ways away from his ship, a woman wearing a hat ran and ran. Well, it was much more accurate to call her a hag. She took a broom and multiple bottles with her, hanging on a belt.
The woman noticed Magolor as she ran. She gave him a warning as she ran. Her hand holding her broom started to swoop down, too.
"Oh Din, the poes are out to feast too!? Run for your life, ghost! The moon-"
The woman's warning came to a halt as she got too far away to talk anymore, flying with her broom into the dreary sky.
"The moon…?"
Magolor took a look at the moon.
It was an amalgamation of multiple terrors. It was so close to the planet that he understood at once why the woman panicked so much. It had a haunting face, one which looked like a cackling madman. A laugh came to fit the face too, as someone's echoing laugh made it all the way to him.
Whatever the hell happened here, Magolor wasn't about to partake in it.
He ran back into his ship.
Inside the Lor, he gripped the control panel quite hard.
He was panicking to get them out now.
The portal opened. Lor turned to face it. The spaceship fled the about-to-be-ruined world with its star-shaped dimensional hole.
Elsewhere in that world…
"Link, this is it. The ending. No more Song of Time."
By the time Magolor had exited, he turned tail and relocated their home dimension, launching back into travel.
The whole experience had been nerve-racking. He himself had never brought out his ship's capabilities this far.
Mainly due to fear itself.
Taranza slowly rose from his 'talk'.
"Well… the travel's been quite long, huh? How close are we?"
Magolor breathed in and out. "Pretty close," he rasped.
"...something wrong?"
Oh, everything was wrong. All of it because of his worrying over the ship's condition, his passengers' conditions, and a lot more factors he worried about.
"A lot of things, Taranza. I'm tired… I think I'll take a nap after this is all done."
Dead ahead was their home.
Only time would take them to it.
No more obstacles.
The ship passed into the dimension, overhead of Dedede's Kingdom.
"Aha, fresh air! Haha!"
Taranza leapt out to the deck, eyes closed and in joy. The animal trio followed him, albeit some ways behind. Magolor came out, too, grinning like a fool. They were home.
"I told you, it'll be fine! It'll be fine-"
…
The stalk.
Sectonia was in it.
She wasn't supposed to be there. The lands were overgrown.
Trees overtaken by shimmering flowers.
The castle gutted by plantlife.
The sky a truly blossoming night.
As they landed on a giant flower, the travellers could only gawk at the sight.
This wasn't Dreamland. This is no Popstar.
A Dedede came up to them, his kingly clothes torn apart, his mantle now a dull grey. He looked as unkingly as a king could be, below even the poorest inhabitant.
A flower was on top of him. On his head. It was planted deep into his skull.
He made no sound. Only movement. His dull, glazed eyes were visible in the moonlight.
It wove at them like an old friend would, before dropping to the ground as the flower's roots pierced through the king's skull, into and out of his eyes, through his beak, and tearing his cells apart, flowering into a beautiful specimen.
"What the hell…" Taranza swore, now visibly shaken by the horror.
"We might be in the wrong dimension," Magolor stated.
"Act two will air someday in the future! For now, the show has ended! Hang in anticipation as the crew stumbles upon a flower-ridden Dreamland!"
…
…
…
An uproar of clapping ensued. Their halloween play was successful.
Kirby clapped them on as Dedede removed the fake flower from his head.
Hyness bowed as the narrator of the tale, Magolor giving him a good handshake.
Their audience was plentiful, made up from Waddle Dees to Kracko, and others who were interested.
They had been wearing costumes, in spirit for the season of hallow. Kirby himself was wearing a cute little witch hat with a robe (Francisca deemed the puffball 'cute' wearing it).
Some Waddle Dees dressed up as ghosts, while others as skeletons.
The Mage Sisters themselves even came up with Flamberge running into the stage as part of the play, wearing all the typical clothes needed for the part.
Francisca herself dressed up as a fairy and played a part, too.
Zan Partizanne handled all the lighting, especially the spooky pumpkin strewn around the stage.
Susie, Meta Knight, and Galacta Knight came on as the Kirby party (Susie complained that she did not look like a Kirby at all, to which Meta countered by handing her a hollow ball and told her to work with it).
Daroach himself even arrived with his ship decorated as a ghost ship for the event as a cameo.
Spinni had some fun standing around with a sword.
Storo and some others moved around the props.
Amelie and her son were never shown in full view, as Coo did not want to get her family involved, so they had to resort to some… peculiar methods.
Methods involving Marx being stacked on top of some Squeaks.
They even had the People of the Sky lend them a hand with Sectonia's part (the queen herself was too busy).
As a roll call ensued, the actors and event planners stepped up on stage for the final bow.
…
Magolor turned to the audience, his head up high
and all others copied him, none with a sigh
'cause 'tis is the season of fall and joy
of masks, of pride, of spooks, of ploy
for none may match the eventful fall
that Dreamland saw, in one swift call
...
A shout rang out from all of the cast, as they bowed down.
...
"HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE!"
AN:
A fun sequence I thought I would throw for you guys in the spirit of Halloween. Again, this is an omake; a non-canon part in the story! Pay it no heed to the continuous storyline of our crew!
I really had fun writing this one. Some games are put in there as cameos, with some brutally obvious hints as to what games they are. All in all, a pretty fun way to incorporate wacky and 'never would've happened' scenarios into the omake!
The console in the first dimension was inspired by those consoles (and the games you can play inside of them) that you can get in those games. If you can get some games in some consoles, then why not Return to Dreamland?
Anyways, Happy Halloween!
icanwrite13: Hm. Thanks for the compliment.