It was slightly dark out. The sun was setting over the peaceful country of Dreams, and the young hero of the world was glad for a day of peace.
If...if pelting people with pies, throwing sticks at birds, and lobbing rocks at civil civilians were peaceful, that is.
Kirby took great pride in the small reputation he had. He was nice, but he really loved to pull pranks on everyone around and anything that moved.
For example, one time Meta Knight had gotten stuck in a tree and he had proceeded to pelt his mentor with pies. It was a good day for that.
Or the other time in which he scared his girlfriend, Bubua. Now THAT was hilarious. Of course, he'd been blinded for a week by her sword hitting him rapidly across the face, but still. It was fun when it lasted.
She was actually sitting next to him, the duo up on a large, grassy hill. The blue puffball was nice when she wanted to, and was really defensive over her boyfriend.
He could handle himself, though. He didn't need a fourteen year old puffball worrying over him every ten seconds. She was his girlfriend, not his Mom!
Kirby didn't actually think about parents that much. Bubua told him that they were evil, evil things that tried to drown her a few minutes after she'd been born (The only reason she was alive was because another set of parents came and rescued her) and couldn't be trusted.
He agreed. If his parents didn't want him - so be it! He was much better off without them hindering him, after all. Look at where it had gotten him! Hero of DreamLand, defender of the Stars - there were a lot of titles for him now that he thought about it.
The pink puffball turned his gaze to the winged teal puffball. Or was it light blue? Eh. Whatever. A light blue color worked. Her wings were rather large, and her eyes - that actually were closed as of now - had a dark purple-blue iris with a light purple pupil. Her feet were purple and she had three permanent marks of blush on her face.
Him? He was a pink puffball with dark, sapphire eyes, a pink pelt with permanent red blush and feet. Apparently people saw this as adorable, and he most certainly used that to his advantage.
First impressions were everything, after all.
"Hey. Kirby. What's that?" Bubua suddenly spoke up, pointing in front of them.
Kirby tilted his head. "Hmm? What, poy? I don't see anything, poyo." He replied, looking about. Bubua had really good eyesight, though - she possibly could see something that he didn't.
She was silent for a few moments, and she pointed ahead, pupils narrowed. "Theres a hole over there. I wanna go check it out."
Bubua? Wanting to go see something that was potentially dangerous? Nova, she really was trying to change, wasn't she? "Sure!" Kirby replied with a nod. He loved adventure too, though. He got up, 'dusted' himself off, before bolting ahead.
He saw the hole after a few second of running, but it was too late.
Kirby fell.
And from the screaming he heard afterwards, he was pretty certain Bubua had too.