Chapter 2: Aboard the Starship
A Spear Kirby walked down the halls of the Starship, the giant ship of the Kirbys. He knew the inevitable happened: Ash and his friends were captured. He was a guard ordered to take care of their needs to prepare them for the new controlling tests. He wasn't exactly going to do that.
It was getting dinnertime. Spear Kirby now had to feed those prisoners. But he went to the cafeteria to eat. He wasn't going to do something important on an empty stomach. Plus, he needed to talk with a friend.
He walked over and ordered a sandwich. Then he went over to a corner of the room. A Beam Kirby was sitting at a booth. The two sat down and talked.
The Beam Kirby spoke first. "You think this is a good idea?"
"I'm sure of it."
"It sure sounds hard. I'm not saying I'm a coward, but there are at least 10,000 Kirbys on this ship. All armed with a copy ability."
"Come on, they always send us for the hard missions."
"Good point."
"So, what's the plan?"
"I've figured it out. Get the guys out, then get somehow to the entrance of the control rooms. Then we improvise a lot, get to the ship, and escape."
"Sounds good."
Spear Kirby walked to the kitchen and asked for a plate of food. Minutes later, with a plate of noodles, he walked towards the cells where the prisoners were. A group of Kirbys surrounded the entrance of the area with Ash, Brock, and Dawn.
"No funny business, okay?" ordered a Hammer Kirby opening the door. "Don't worry," muttered the Spear Kirby to himself, entering the cell. "You'll find a lot of funny business on your hands by the time I'm done."