Well, after I had posted this story (or at least the first part of it), within hours I had storylines appearing in my head, all of them which seemed to work out well. I knew I could give it a good finish, so I decided to add a couple of chapters onto it, just for kicks. Not to worry, none of the plot will get lost, the story will still retain it's main theme. So without further ado, read on! BTW, Tiff is in her preteen years here, unlike my other short stories where she isn't, so no splashy romancing going on here...
Oh yeah, and if you don't get the jokes in this, here's the references:
Smooth Criminal: You should know this. Single off Bad
Bad: Name if MJ's 1987 album.
Thriller: MJ's 1982 album, best selling album of all time
Dangerous: Album from 1991
Billie Jean: Single off Thriller
Smooth Meta Knight Pt2
The following morning after the embarrassing incident that had occurred last night, Meta Knight decided to try and forget all about it and continue with normal life. So, donning his armour and sheathing his sword, he left his room from which the embarrassment started and made his way towards King Dedede's throne room.
But even a simple trip such as that wasn't going to be easy anymore. As Meta Knight closed his door, two people walked past.
"Hey look, it's the smooth criminal..." one whispered to the other. They started giggling as they walked down the corridor. Meta Knight gave a sigh and hoped it hadn't spread.
As he continued walking down the hallways, he saw a bunch of people walking the opposite direction. He prayed to be left alone, but God was on the line to the President of Uganda (if there is one), so his prayers weren't answered.
"Hey, how's Billie Jean treatin' ya?" one sneered.
"Watch out, he's dangerous!" another said.
"Done anything bad lately?" a third shouted. Meta Knight felt extremely embarrassed, so he quickly and briskly walked past all of them as they laughed their heads off, determined to try and forget. But this wasn't going to happen.
He walked into the throne room and did the usual bowing.
"Is there anything new on the agenda today?" Meta Knight asked as he did his little bow. Dedede was sniggering. Meta Knight picked up on this and gave Dedede a look.
"Sir...please don't tell me you're thinking of last night?" he asked. "I've had enough people reminding me..."
"No, it's not that..." Dedede said, a hand to his mouth. "It's just...well...that dance you did last night...it was thriller!!! Hah ha ha ha ha!!!!!" he yelled and burst out in laughter. Anger built up inside Meta Knight. But in fear of getting fired for shouting at the boss, Meta Knight simply grunted in anger and walked away. As he walked, Dedede tried to fix things.
"Aw, come on Meta Knight!" he shouted. "You know it's a joke! Hey, come back! Don't be such a sissy!"
All day Meta Knight was faced with puns, insults and stupid jokes all to do with his dancing. Not one person felt sympathy for him. He was simply ridiculed all day.
As he walked into his room, he slammed the door and tossed his armour violently to one side before sitting on his bed and hiding his face.
"I can't believe it..." he said. "Nobody's going to give me any peace whatsoever. I'm doomed to be the laughing stock of Dreamland..." he said to himself. Then, there was a knock at the door. Meta Knight stayed quiet. The door opened up slowly. Tiff stuck her head through the door.
"...Meta Knight?" she asked quietly.
"Have you come to ridicule me like everybody else?" Meta Knight asked angrily. Tiff took a few steps in, closing the door quietly.
"No...I noticed you weren't feeling good, so I thought I'd cheer you up" she said. "I hate it when people are grumpy" Meta Knight looked up and watched as Tiff grabbed a chair and put it in front of Meta Knight before sitting down on it.
"Has everybody been making fun of you since last night?" Tiff asked. Meta Knight gave a slow nod.
"They won't leave me alone..." he said.
"...*sigh*...Sometimes people can be cruel" she said. Meta Knight looked around him and gave another sigh.
"Thing is, how am I going to make them stop?" he asked. "That was supposed to be one of my biggest secrets, and it was something I loved doing. But now I can't do it in fear of being mocked again. And as far as morale goes...nobody will take me seriously anymore. No matter how high a rank I am, I'll still be the fool of Dreamland..." he complained.
"...Well...I don't think you're a fool" she said softly. "In fact, I thought you were...kinda cool" she added. Meta Knight was surprised at this.
"...Cool?" he asked. "Me? You...you thought I was...cool?" Tiff gave a nod.
"You danced just like Michael Jackson himself!" she said. "How long have you been doing it for?" she asked.
"...A long time" Meta Knight said. "But not anymore..." Tiff patted his arm to try and raise his mood.
"Aw, cheer up Meta Knight!" she said encouragingly. "Just because you can dance doesn't mean you should let it ruin your social life! I mean, when I first saw you, I laughed because I never imagined I would see the day when a man as subdued and quiet as you would be dancing like Michael Jackson!" she explained. "It's like a celebrity dying...like those seven men that went on a space mission and died in an accident. They were shocked, but there were also jokes circulating, like saying NASA stood for Need Another Seven Astronauts" she explained. "It's people's way of trying to come to terms with something extraordinarily good or bad"
"But...I haven't died" Meta Knight said.
"Yeah...if you danced, then tripped up and died, then a lot more people would have been sad. But knowing Dreamland these days, they'll just keep making jokes" Tiff said.
"So how am I going to get back?" he asked. Tiff thought for a second.
"...Just ignore them" she said. "They'll grow tired. Or even better, be proud of the fact you can dance! It's not a crime, you know. It's a talent you have, and a talent thousands of people would also desire" she said. "I would be proud of it and forget the people who oppose you. They only make jokes because they can't dance like you can!" she said. Meta Knight's feeling had lifted now. He was feeling better already. He looked up and sat up straight.
"Yeah...you're right!" he said. "Thank you Tiff, you've put me back in a good mood" he added. "If only I could repay you..." Tiff stood up and gave Meta Knight a childish hug.
"You don't have to!" she said happily. "I like making people happy; it's my job around the castle! Well, good night Meta Knight!" she said. Then, she skipped out of the room and closed the door, leaving Meta Knight to his thoughts.
"...I don't have to be ashamed...that gives me an idea...." he thought.
