You had your old computer, and you took it out to try it out. King Dedede came into your room, and asked what you have. He then asked if he could borrow your PC to see what it was like to use a Windows 98, and afterall, he was curious to see what it was like to live with it.
He turned it on, and there was the startup screen.
He asked you for a startup disk.
He might ask you for a bigger chair to sit down on, since he's so thicc. You went to get a second chair to sit on.
He asked you to brew him a coffee, and since these old PC's are so slow at booting, it would be at the login screen the time you have brewed.
He asked you for your login password. There were no other accounts to use, so you made Dedede look away for a quick second.
He heard the startup sound. The nostalgia struck.
He asked you what game that was available to play. You said Solitaire, since you played that game all the time since childhood. The card back wasn't what the penguin desired. It was a picture of some clownfish.
He changed it to the beach, which typically describes his laziness. He would always just lie down on the sand and sleep. Nothing could stop him from losing, until the very end, where there were no other cards to move.
He quit the game. He tried another solitaire called spider. This game, he did 4 suits, the hardest level in the game that barely you could win even.
He had now finished a foundation, but that was it. No other possible moves were possible now. I'd tell you, it's hard to beat four suits.
He asked you if there was something else to do on the PC. you told him the next game he could play was Minesweeper. Since the internet has progressed, there wasn't any way to get onto the internet with that thing from the 1990s.
He found the only other thing of interest was listening the system sounds that would play when you do something. Those sounds gives you great nostalgia using the PC even with your worn down speakers in a bedroom without any echo.
He asked you if there was a 1990s catalog of computers that he could read for fun. So you gave him one. You read with him. Hard drives only had a capacity of 6GB, RAM was about 64MB, and CPU's were all those Intel Pentiums. All those white box computers by Dell, HP, Packard Bell, Compaq, and Gateway.
He looked at some of the new cameras that were going to come out, like the Sony Mavica, digital cameras that had 640*480 resolution that could be saved on floppy disks.
He showed you a camera he brought. It was a Mavica, a floppy disk camera, the same one from the catalog. He wanted to take a picture of your room, full of tech from the 90s you've pulled out for nostalgic reasons.
He took a picture of your computer.
He went outside to take a picture of the outdoors.
He came back in to save the photos he took into your Windows 95 via the floppy drive. You wanted to look at what other pics he took. One of them was that picture he took with Kirby going ice fishing. You were mesmerized by the 15 photos he took. He couldn't take more because 15 was the capacity since floppy disks could only hold 1.44MB.
He asked if this computer could connect to the internet, something that Windows 95 could connect to. You went to get the modem, but it didn't work. So it's like taking the desktop computer outside to a restaurant where you refuse to pay for Wifi for 30 mins.
He kept taking more photos outside. You took him back into the room to show some of the stuff from your childhood. You played Kirby's Dream Land while he watched. When you got to the final boss, him, watching next to you actually cheered for himself to beat Kirby, but in the end, you beat the game.
He had looked at all of your stuff, all in those plastic crates. It was time for you to put back all those things. Before you could even finish, you felt tired, and needed a nap. However you let him stay in your house.
He watched you go into your room to bed. He went to clean up the things for you. When he finished...
...he continued exploring Windows 95.