Sigh...despite my best efforts and empty threats, no one has helped me with my little problem.;; C'mon people help me out here. I wanna separate my scenes in a smooth, pretty manner.

New chapter up...but if your here, you probably know that. Again, your words are very encouraging Xanxi, but I wanna here from the rest of you. I have over 20 hits on my last chapter, but no one reviews. That makes Kracko64 sad.;; I wanna know what you guys think. Anyways, this chapter is definitely gonna be a bit slow in the "things are happening department", but please bear with it. There's gonna be lots of action but I gotta introduce the characters first and well...this is it.

Disclaimer stuff: Kirby and all characters that happen to fall under that franchise are owned by Nintendo and Hal. I don't care if you use any original characters that I make, however, it'd be nice if I get some credit for them. Enough legal junk, let's get on with the story.

Chapter 2

Sleeping in Not Good

Most days of Dreamlanders could be considered simple. They truly were an easygoing people who were content to live through life without any wild excitements. This was mostly true for those who owned restaurants as well. However, once a year, these restaurants would be put under such a strenuous test that the owners would have to take up to a week off to recover from the mental stress. Once a year, the self-proclaimed ruler of Dreamland, King Dedede would, over the course of several days, visit each restaurant and rate things such as food, service, and cleanliness. Today, the king would visit the restaurant of one Chef Kawasaki.

Now, Chef Kawasaki would not be considered the most patient of Dreamlanders. He demanded three things of his employees: perfection in cooking, grace in service, and punctuality. Surprisingly, most of Kawasaki's employees fit the bill. Unfortunately for him, all but one had called in sick that day. Truth be told, it was because every time that Dedede ate at Kawasaki's, one person lost their job, no matter how well the service or food had been.

The one employee that showed up went by the name of Rocky, who appropriately enough was a living boulder. If anyone of Kawasaki's employee's jobs were safe, it was his. His cooking was good, but his service was excellent. He always made sure that customers were properly attended to and was prompt in service. With all those assets though, Rocky still wouldn't be able to cook food and wait on Dedede at the same time, and Kawasaki was too stressed out to make any food. This left Kawasaki's only other employee left. This employee however, was less than stellar. While his cooking was excellent, his tableside manner was hardly worth note, and he was constantly late. So when he didn't show up in the morning to help Kawasaki prepare for Dedede's arrival, one can imagine his reaction.

"I'm gonna KILL HIM!" cried out the furious chef.

Rocky was in the main room making sure that everything was shipshape. I can't believe you're late today of all days. It's a wonder Kawasaki hasn't fired you yet…Kirby, you better get here soon…

On the outskirts of Dreamland there was a small house. In this house lived a young Dreamlander. This happened to be the same Kirby who was the focus of Kawasaki's rage. He stretched as he woke up. "Heh, alarm hasn't gone off yet, I must've woken up early…wonder what time it is." Kirby looked over to his alarm clock; it read 11:24 A.M. After blinking a few time's, Kirby, realizing that he was over four hours late rushed out of his house and towards Dream City. He was confronted by an unwanted acquaintance.

"Hey Kirby! What's up!" came the irritating voice of Knuckle Joe. Kirby, knowing Joe would just follow him if ignored knew that he had to talk his way out of this.

"…What do you want now Joe?" Kirby stated irritatingly

"Oh, I was just wandering if you reconsidered my offer."

Kirby sighed. "No Joe, I'm not going to go with you on a journey to find your father. I mean seriously, you've never even met the man before. How do you even know that he's in Dreamland, or for that matter Popstar? Give it a rest Joe. Besides, what if w run into some bad characters along the way, I can't fight, and you by yourself probably wouldn't be able to take them on your own. Look Joe, I gotta get to work. If I don't, Kawasaki's going to fry my butt and serve it on a silver platter."

"But…" It was too late for Joe, Kirby had already continued running off toward town. Joe walked dejectedly away. "Alright…I guess I should find someone else…"

Kirby rushed into the front door of Kawasaki's, knocking Rocky over and into a small sculpture. The sculpture never stood a chance. Kirby rushed straight in front of Kawasaki. "I'm here boss." Kirby said with a stupid smile on his face.

Kawasaki glared with rage. "I don't care what your excuse is. I don't care how even you could possibly be FOUR AND-A-HALF HOURS LATE! You're going to get into that kitchen and make me a masterpiece in the next two-and-a-half hours or so help me, I will make sure you will never work in this city again!" Kawasaki then turned to take care of the mess caused by Kirby's dash through the restaurant.

Kirby sat to think for a minute "Alright…masterpiece…what should I make…only two-and-a-half hours…that's not a lot of time. I know! Kawasaki says I make great beef Curry. That only takes two hours. Okay…let's see…where's that recipe book?" Kirby looked through all the cabinets but to no avail. "Okay, keep your cool Kirby…you know this recipe...two pounds of diced beef…browned on all sides. Then I put it into a casserole dish along with…a sliced onion…four green Cardamom pods…2 bay leaves and…uh…a garlic clove! Alright I am so on this!"

Kirby prepared the dish and after putting it into the oven went on to make the paste. "Alright. Oh yeah I remember this, add two teaspoons of curry powder…or was it tablespoons…oh man, I don't remember…well curry is spicy so…uh…probably tablespoons. Okay two tablespoons of curry powder, one of chilli powder and one of mustard powder. Add them to water and…" One could go into further detail of what Kirby did but it's safe to say that Kirby made the Curry without incident.

At 2:00 a tank bearing the royal seal, which was, oddly enough, a white rabbit head, pulled up in front of Kawasaki's. On the verge of losing his mind he barged into the kitchen "KIRBY! Is it ready!"

"Just about boss, and if I don't mind saying so, I did a pretty darn good job." Kirby said pridefully.

"You better hope so, or my next dish will be fried omelet with essence of Kirby!" He then rushed out to great the king.

To Be Continued

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