All of us users, we are all writers right? Well a thing writers happen to have is a vivid imagination so I'd like all you readers to imagine it's not November and is actually either late July or early August. Once you've convinced yourself that I've actually updated at the time I said I would I will feel very happy.
This chapter is fairly long but not nearly as much as the previous chapter and while I feel my ending moments are a tad scruffy I feel I've done an adequate job. Also I have gone back and edited all the previous chapters. Mostly grammar corrections but minor story improvements may also be noticed. Anyway I hope you all enjoy reading this chapter, my first proper fight scene in this fanfic.
Chapter 4: Kirby vs. Whispy Woods! Boss battle in the forest.
The battle started suddenly or at least sudden for the bystanders as Kirby leaped up high into the air the moment a twitch of the great oak's cheek was visible. It began with Whispy exhaling a blast of air at Kirby and the apple pile, colliding with only the pile of sweet, red fruits and knocking them up into the air.
Kirby landed as Gooey yelled out "Look out, incoming apples."
The two non-combatants, Adeleine and Dee, ran into the trees to both distance themselves from the battle and to take shelter from the raining pomaceous fruits.
Meanwhile Kirby turned his attention skyward and tossed his cutter blade out at the oncoming delicacies to cut them in half and then slice them into quarters. With the apples sliced into sizable chunks Kirby and Gooey enjoyed a quick snack before returning their attention to an even more infuriated Whispy Woods.
"Stop eating my apples!" Whispy yelled, sending his roots through the grassy soil and cutting off Kirby and Gooey on either side.
To follow this up Whispy shook his head from side to side, rustling his leaves and dropping a couple of bouncing apples down the two sides.
Hopping over one of the apples, Gooey snidely remarked "If you don't want us to eat your apples then stop throwing them at us."
"Fine then, have a carrot instead." Whispy relied, shooting an orange spear pointed carrot out at the blue blob hero who narrowly avoided it.
"Forgot I could do that didn't you." Whispy laughed as he fired some more orange vegetables out at Gooey, and though the beam powered hero dodged the following carrot projectiles his diverted concentration left him unprepared for a dropped apple that bonked him on the head.
Whispy Woods grinned at scoring a hit at last but the grin turned to grimace, a sharp pain came as a metallic bladed boomerang struck him in the side, sticking into his bark. Whispy turned his attention to the speeding and active Kirby, who after tossing his cutter blade into the ferocious tree re-spawned another one and threw it once again.
Whispy Woods huffed and puffed and exhaled a gust of wind out at Kirby, propelling his attack back at him at the same time. Quick on his feet though Kirby hopped into the air, grabbing a nearby branch and swung off of it, jumping over the breath attack. The pink puffball came down close to Whispy Woods, snatching his cutter blade that got caught in Whispy's side and proceeding to slash away at the big boss of Whispy Wood's forest. With a few quick strokes of the cutter blade Kirby jumped into the air, dragging the dagger like boomerang weapon cross his tree opponent and then again whilst falling.
Whispy Woods did not intend on taking this combo attack without a fight and so made his roots shoot out from where Kirby was going to land, knocking him up into the air. The Dreamlander bounced once against the land before regaining ground albeit he was dazed from the unexpected attack which left him vulnerable to further carrot projectile attacks.
But before the deadly vegetable could strike it was zapped out by a yellow beam, Gooey using his beam power to turn the attack to ash. Sliding cross the floor (he has no legs which makes it difficult to run), Gooey approached Whispy rapidly. Defences were raised in the form of a thick tree root barricade and Gooey skidded to a halt but not before shooting a spiral of blue electric beam substance out in an attempt to hit the thick trunked opponent. The roots meant otherwise though the beam did faze the large tree's root defence, and marked an attack point for Kirby who swiftly threw his cutter blade, gashing the roots.
Whispy groaned, a tint of pain inflicted by the bashing of what is a part of his body and so he decided to withdraw the roots into the ground and exhale another gust of wind. This time the attack was intentionally aimed at the ground and whipped up a cloud of dirt.
"Oh no, my eyes, can't see!" Gooey exclaimed as the murky cloud shielded his vision and slight fragments of dirt flung into his bulging eyes.
"Can't see poyo!" Kirby said worryingly as his vision too was frayed slightly by the thin dirt cloud.
Breathing in, and taking some of the air with him, Kirby puffed up and escaped out of the sight corrupting dirt cloud only to be struck by a well timed eggplant.
"Ha! I knew you would try and escape by flying out." Whispy chuckled in both a jolly and sinister fashion, like an evil Father Christmas having just succeeded in stealing all the presents.
"Now you are easy prey for my apples." Whispy once again chuckled in a manner befitting an evil Father Christmas and released various apples from his branches.
With tainted vision Kirby and Gooey could only fumble about in an attempt to avoid the fast rolling fruits smacking into them. But not only were they being hurt by the attacks but they could only blindly swing about in an attempt to stop the attack.
"Gyahh, watch where you throw that!" Gooey yelped as a cutter blade boomerang soared out from the dirt cloud.
"B-but apples..."
Whispy watched the antics in amusement, or at best listened to the antics in amusement. He was stressed out for a bit but this was beginning to make him feel better, a lot better in fact. Taking revenge on his nemesis and relieving stress both at once was a pleasing activity.
"So long as you're stuck in that dirt cloud I've got nothing to wor-hey where is the dirt cloud going?" Whispy Woods abruptly yelled noticing the dirt cloud moving along.
Looking around the firmly rooted tree noticed Dee and Adeleine, who had previously took cover from the battle, fanning away the cloud of dirt and dust with magically materialising fans (which Adeleine had painted).
"H-hey, you two, stop that, stop ruining my attack strategy." Whsipy protested but the waddle dee and painter had already finished, Kirby and Gooey were in sight and seeing once again.
Amongst an apple littered battle field Kirby held a glowing cutter boomerang and held it high above him with his fin like hands, the bladed boomerang weapon glowing brighter and larger. With a slight flick of his hand Kirby tossed the extra large attack forth, and yet the oncoming weapon did not deter Whispy from releasing his roots as a barricade. The attack made contact and was knocked aside by the hefty shield but not without cutting through the top half of the roots.
"M-my roots, my shield too." Whispy cried out as Gooey glowed brightly, his breath held in before exhaling a large triad of yellow beams that resembled fireballs.
The wave beam, with little to prevent its approach hammered into the wooden nose of the plant based nemesis. Flinching from the shock of the high voltage attack, Whispy could only tell by the pain he felt that Kirby had hopped past the broken roots and slashed at him with the cutter boomerang.
Breathing in despite his urge to yell out in pain, Whispy shot out puffs of exhaled breaths that forced the puffball fighter to back off. Whilst backing away though Kirby managed to throw his boomerang, but this was swiftly deflected by an apple. The cutter powered copy cat landed by the beam powered copy cat, both breathing out a sigh, and staring back at a tired and frayed Whispy.
"Thanks Dee, Adewene." Kirby called out to his two friends, waving and smiling.
"Think nothing of it." Adeleine replied with a smile and waving back to her fighting companion.
"Oh yeah, thanks for getting rid of that nasty blind sight guys."
"Hey, in front of you." Dee called back, noticing the oncoming attack of an oversized eggplant.
With the warning Kirby and Gooey noticed the purple vegetable drawing near and swiftly leaped back, out of harm's way. Or so they thought.
"You could at least pay attention to me when we're in the middle of a fight." The tree bellowed, commanding his roots to pierce the ground from both sides.
"Whoa." Both the fighters exclaimed as they leaped back once again from the attack, hoping to land safely but then realising in mid jump that they had leaped either side of the attack and to each other.
With that the two slammed into one another hard, or as hard as the generally soft bodied two could get, and fell to the floor.
"Are you two okay?" Adeleine asked, as she and Dee watched from the sidelines the somewhat humorous collision.
"Oof, ya, I'm a-ok." Gooey mumbled as tiny warp stars whizzed round his head.
"Poyo." Kirby also responded, shaking his head.
It was at this moment, as the two fighters stood up and regained stability that the more observant member of the cast noticed a problem "Oh dear."
"What's the matter Dee?" Adeleine asked the waddle dee that stood beside her, who was currently shaking his head slowly with his hands to his face.
"Kirby, Gooey, where are your abilities?" Dee asked aloud as he pointed towards the duo.
Kirby and Gooey looked towards one another, oblivious to the meaning behind Dee's words at first as their brains processed the new information. Gooey looked at himself, and checked his tongue that was now its normal pure red self rather than shaped like a yellow beam rod, a change that occured for him upon consuming the beam ability. Kirby checked himself as well, rubbing his now hatless head and with his now empty fins.
"No cutter."
"Oh, my beam powers gone."
A silence dawned, Gooey and Kirby with blank stares, Dee still face palmed and Whispy grinning like the most evil Father Christmas of the entire universe.
"Our abilities gone!" The two fighters shouted out loud as Whispy chuckled to himself with mirth and glee.
"What luck, a slight bump and you both lose your powers." Whispy mused before laughing aloud.
The clearing was then filled with laughter, the deep, echoing chuckle of Whispy boomed from his open mouth and whirled round the clearing, weaving little through the trees. The laughter tickled the ears of all within the clearing, the ominous chuckle that called for a turnaround that signalled a defeat for our heroes. Whispy Woods now had the upper hand in this fight.
"Esuse me." Kirby said cheeringly with his hands cupped together.
"Yeah, sorry but we'll have to go for a bit to find another ability," Gooey slurred as he attempted a slight bow "do you mind?"
"Oh, why of course." The big oak chuckled in his feverous happiness.
"Bai, bai" Kirby called waving slightly as he and Gooey sped off into the woods, a joyous mood encompassing all.
"Take your time now." The Kirby boss called back, still chronically laughing at his good fortune and carrying on with such laughter.
Whispy Woods laughed and chuckled and giggled and held his esteem in merriment until a realisation struck like lightning. He became still, his mind and body frozen with shocking horror and a denial of his own stupidity and foolishness. But he had to face the fact and he did so screaming.
"Wait! Don't run away, come back here!"
No matter how much the lord of the forest yelled he got no reply. When wind blew he tried to hear a voice, one of theirs, confirming they would return, that they would fight. But no, Whispy Woods was without an opponent.
Seeing his sadness, Dee, a sympathetic figure to those who are ignored, waddled over to the large tree and offered him some fresh tea. Whispy Woods said not a word as he raised the Japanese styled cup to his lips by raising a single root out of the ground and sipped.
"Oh, this is rather pleasant." Whispy stated as the soothingly hot beverage slid down his throat.
"I'm glad you like it, I painted all the necessary tools a few moments ago and it doesn't take long for the tea to brew." Adeleine explained, pausing to say this before sipping her own green tea.
"Oh yes, it is very relaxing. Green tea does indeed have such a calming effect." The tree mused as once again he sipped more of the drink, though for a normal person his drinks were giant gulps that finished the concoction in seconds.
There, amongst the flittering leaves that danced on gentle breezes, amid the clearing where battle was once raging, a painter, a servant and a tree sat down for tea. Thoughts of violence were pushed aside until an idea struck, or more so a memory came back to a certain big boss.
"This tea is certainly good and all but weren't you two the ones who created those paper fans from earlier?" Whispy asked, still in a relaxed and enlightened mood made the question sound passive and brief.
"Yeah." Adeleine said, her mouth moving before her mind could remind her of the consequences as she too had gotten used to the soothing atmosphere that currently bathed the trio.
"So you generated the fans' that blew away my brilliant dust cloud plan?" Whispy asked though this time it sounded more like a statement, a confirmation of a theory.
Dee and Adeleine were silent, realising the trouble that was about to brew. The once gentle vibe that offered happiness for all was turning gloomy and fierce, dashes of purple and red signifying the dark and the anger. The tea cups were set down as Whispy began to breathe in and the duo attempted to flee but were too late. Whispy breathed out, puffs of air buffeting the two friends away and smacking them into trees on the far side where they tumbled together.
"I see your plan now, you were using that green tea to distract me and then Kirby and his blue pal would jump out and run through the gate. Am I right? I' am right!" Babbled the great oak as his eyes resumed an angry glare and his evil Father Christmas chuckle was returning.
"No, of course not, we'd never do something like that!" Dee yelled in panic and protest, the menacing stare causing him to rapidly sweat with fear.
"Yeah, I mean, you saw Kirby and Gooey. They lost their powers, what good would an ambush do?" Adeleine joined in with Dee's protests as still the tree looked with pure hatred.
Whispy did not speak at first just stared. The boss stared with malice so strong that the two friends and victim of such atmosphere felt as if their breath was running out, as if the air itself was being stolen away. An eye twitched. Lips moved and words came out.
"Regardless, you foiled my earlier strategy. I don't want you to be further nuisances when the two heroes return to be obliterated. Prepare!"
Upon those dooming words Whispy Woods huffed and puffed once again, breathing in all the hot air that recently blew from his head. On this occasion the beginning boss took his time, as if he was savouring each gulp of air he stored in his cheeks, and in return this gave our non-fighting now forced to fight combatants a chance to run out of the way. The tree exhaled and a gale whipped forth, breaking through the trees like lighting striking, and the force whipped up the two light weights into the air.
Despite the rough fall to the ground the duo wasted no time in scrambling to their feet and away as apples fell forth to strike them. Fruit bombarded the ground and each time one fell Dee and Adeleine only narrowly dodged.
"What do we do? What do we do?" Dee cried out as he zigzagged a literal fruit salad combination.
"I don't know," Adeleine cried in response and she followed beside Dee in their narrow avoidance, but then a light bulb popped above her head, shining brightly "I've got it!"
The human and waddling creature continued to run, bounding past apple after apple, while trying to communicate a plan "You have a plan then?"
"Yeah, but I need to set up." Adeleine yelled out to her companion as she began to speed up, dashing now to the side and aiming for the shelter of the trees.
Whispy was no fool though, despite being foolish and easy to trick, and could tell what they aiming for. Believing they were vying for an escape he rose his roots out from the ground and began to boarder off the rest of the woodland. This didn't seem to deter Adeleine at all nor Dee although he was simply following the painter at this point. Sprinting off as close to the roots as they could the leader of the run thus spun round, away from their attacker and began running as far away from him as possible.
"What in Dreamland are you trying to do?" Whispy asked aloud though murmured more to himself that to anyone in particular.
The apple tree continued to toss his luscious fruit at the foes, each missing apple missing by mere hairs, hairs that gradually grew longer as the duo ran besides the circular clearing.
"Oh I get it," Dee exclaimed "you're trying to find the spot he's unable to reach with his apples."
"Yeah, but," Adeleine said between breaths of air "It won't stop him from attacking altogether, and I need time to paint something."
As the painter said this she turned her face to her running partner, believing it to be safe enough to turn her attention away from the single idea of 'flee'. Waddle Dee, being trained to be observant, caught the hint in the young girls eyes and began to profuse sweat more so than when Whispy Woods was threatening him.
"You-you want me to be the bait don't you."
Adeleine cupped her hands together and with an apologetic expression upon her face said "Please."
Dee quickly weighed his options, which as of the present moment was die in a blaze of glory or run till they were exhausted and then die. Not much of a choice really.
"H-here I go" Dee murmured as he suddenly split off from Adeleine and ran for the centre of the clearing.
Whispy Woods, as of present, was realising he was having difficulty in striking them with apples when they were so distant. He couldn't toss them all the way to the boarder of the clearing and they were easily outrunning the apples which rolled. He had considered his alternative attacks of carrots and eggplants but they were also pretty inaccurate. As Whispy thought about it most of his attacks had a poor hit rate.
Whispy was beginning to muse over a possible strategy when he was rudely interuppted by an annoying squeaky voice. The voice was yelling "come get me, come get me" and so Whispy Woods decided to grant the person's request. Whispy shifted his body and aimed at Dee, focusing all his attacks on him.
"It will be rewarding just to see one of you perish!" The tree yelled as he swivelled his head shaking apple after apple, all of which began to tumble towards the poor lone waddle dee.
Dee looked before him to see nothing but apples, wave after wave of red bunches, speeding towards him.
"Today is just not my day." Dee sighed, a look of gloom coming from his face.
The first few apples came sparsely and Dee nipped to the side of the only one close to hitting him. But as soon as he dodged another apple bounded along and he had to bend aside to avoid the red fruit of death. The trouble was not over yet though as another and another came, Dee dodging each one by what he considered miracles.
"Woah!" Dee yelled out as he leaped above the next apple and landed atop one the rolling fruits.
Quick as he could he began to move, keeping him on board the fruit.
"I'm safe like this, surely." Dee thought to himself as his momentarily happiness expressed itself through a gentle jog.
The gentle jog ended as soon as it started, the typically servant creature hopping off the seeded fruit as carrot projectiles shot from Whispy Woods mouth, aimed at him.
"I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die." Dee moaned internally as he leaped and bounded from apple to apple, flipping over each speeding vegetable that came his way.
This proceeded for a short while and on any other day the impressive acrobatics would have went on for longer but as of now a certain tree was rather impatient.
"Enough of this!" Whispy roared as he inhaled and exhaled a large breath attack once again, billowing into the waddle dee and all his apples causing them to cascade into the air.
Dee sailed roughly through the raging torrents of the sky, before docking abruptly when he crashed into the floor. More than a bit groggy, the very idea that a horde of apples was hailing down on him never came to mind. Luckily for the dazed bait he had a companion, a companion who had finished up her painting and was able to quickly hoist Dee out of harm's way.
"Are you alright?" Dee faintly heard as all tossed and turned about his head, his sights were of things reflected in water.
"Dee, please tell me you're okay. Dee." Adeleine called out to her friend, hoping for some response, any response.
A response did come as Dee blinked and swayed about in her arms. Adeleine was about to welcome her waddle dee back into consciousness but the first thing the little guy did was to jump unsteadily to his feet and salute.
"R-reporting for duty sir." The sailor slurred and considering his present movements' one would even go so far as to describe him as a drunken sailor.
Such a thought appeared to have occurred in Adeleine's mind as well for she soon had a cheery grin spread across her face, a failing attempt to stop herself from laughing. Dee staggered forth and back, his head slowly recuperating from the sudden blast of wind that launched him into the air.
"A-Adeleine, do I have to distract him anymore?" Dee asked as the world returned to its normality.
"Not anymore, I've just finished." Adeleine proclaimed as she pointed over to her nearby canvas.
"Well what do you know you're together again," Whispy Woods commented as he looked at his two targets lined squarely in his sights "Now I'll skewer you together."
As Whispy Woods snickered to himself, preparing to fire his spear headed carrots at the two, Adeleine waved her paintbrush over her canvas and a faint coloured light shone. In an instant a large cannon roughly the size of Whispy Woods himself materialised, pre-lit. The carrots drooped out of the great tree's mouth.
Dee stared wide eyed at the cannon as the creator of the weapon commented "Well, it's a little bigger than I expected."
"A little! When that thing fire's it will wipe out the whole of Dark woods."
Whipsy Woods didn't need anyone to confirm this, he already knew. Just a hunch on his part as he stared down the tunnel of the cannon, the iron ball of destruction waiting to be launched. Panic took over Whispy Woods as his mind became a mess, his attempts to think of an idea all falling apart.
"Please, put it out, put it out!" Whispy Woods cried as the lick of the cannon burned away.
"I'm sorry but I can't. The lick has been burnt to the point where I can't reach it." The painter explained, raising her arms as high as they could go to prove the point.
The lick burned away as the fire greedily chowed it's way to the cannon and Whispy's life seemed to be nearing its end. The cannon would soon fire and he would be reduced to chip wood.
"Stop!" Whispy yelled, withdrawing all his surrounding roots and propelling them under the front of the cannon.
The impact forced the tip of the cannon upwards slightly and then it fired. The large iron bullet passed by Whispy's head and soared into the sky, ascending onwards and onwards. Eventually though it began to descend into Dark woods and the whole of dreamland could tell when it landed. The ground trembled as a massive tremor passed through the forest and the sound was strong enough to life people off their feet.
Dee sighed "Well at least the woods are saved."
Adeleine was not as content as Dee, perhaps because her focus had been on the boss they were facing.
"Yeah, that's good and all but what are we going to do about him?" The human said as she pointed over to a rather solemn Whispy.
Whispy's eyes stared only at the floor, his nose lowered and his breathing erratic. Under each breath he nattered away thanks for his life but also curses upon his foes. His mind, recently fraught with fear had suddenly calmed and his recent anger, which had came out as billowing flames had turned to still chilling ice.
"I don't know why but I have a bad feeling about him." Dee observed as Whispy finished his rapid exhales of silent air.
With his head still lowered but a raised voice Whispy hollered "You who dare show me fear and despair shall now enter the same world of terror."
Whispy raised his face, but not one he had before. His once ovule eyes had hollowed into sharp edged triangles. His circular mouth that he went about with was replaced with a sharp fanged gateway to his stomach and his now drill nose's tip gleamed. One by one each of the mighty tree's roots tore out of the surface, and gripped the grass and dirt. Slowly the large tree heaved himself off the ground with his roots as if he were a giant wooded spider, and looked down upon the non-combatants.
"Were doomed." Dee murmured as Whispy's stood over them, tall and menacing.
"H-he just looks scary, we can't just jump to conclusions based on appearance" Adeleine reassured her comrade although it was also her attempt at reassuring herself.
Whispy attempted to move forward, attempted to reach the live prey but the gigantic cannon blocked the tree's path. A root grabbed the underside of the cannon and then another root pushed and another and another till they lifted the cannon into the air. With a might heave Whispy tossed the weapon into the air, fractures visible on it from where the roots forced it up. Then as the cannon descended froms it's short flight the tree spun round it's body, batting the coal coloured iron weapon away with his nose, damaging the cannon further and getting it a relative distand away from the clearing. As the crumbing artwork crushed the nearby path of trees, reassurance went with it.
His eyes resumed focus on his prey. Each root took it's turn to take a step and slowly Whispy began to approach the two, walking with his roots acting as legs.
"Q-quick, paint something, anything." Dee shouted as Adeleine grasped her paintbrush with shaking hands and began to paint a quick and simple picture.
Waving her paintbrush like a wand the palette shot a few measily fireballs that brushed off against the enraged bark of Whispy Woods.
"Why, why didn't that work?" Dee yelled in surprise and dread.
"My paintings that come to life, the better their painted the more they resemble the real thing."
"Then paint something better then."
"I can't. I don't have time."
Correct in saying this the duo were backed against a small rooted tree, with a walking talking and furious tree so close that his breath could be felt against their skin. Whispy's mouth gnashed together as he continually opened and closed, sap dripping on the fangs like saliva. As the creature whose eyes seemed like vortexes swallowing all light came ever closer Adeleine and Dee cuddled up in fear.
"Hi."
That word, or rather the voice that said the word came as a ray of hope for the two whose lives were in danger. Even in his absolute peek of anger Whispy still halted, shifting his face and body to the direction of the voice.
"Sorry it took so long, we got a bit lost." Another voice said, this one slurred and deep unlike the soft and high pitched one of earlier.
"Kirby! Gooey!" Adeleine cried out as her two friends stood battle ready.
"Guys!" Dee exclaimed with pure joy at the emergence of their friends, ready to save them.
"Prepare youself Whispy Woods for the power of...Bubble!" Gooey excalimed exstatically, his wide open mouth revealing his pale blue tongue with what looked to be berries sprouting out on the end.
"Clean!" Kirby proudly stated, a broom tucked hunder his fin and a yellow Kerchief wrapped round his forehead/upper most part of his body.
Adeleine and Dee immediately collapsed, a sudden sense of gloom causing them to fall. Their hopes of being rescued were dashed upon hearing the selected powers of their saviours.
"Bubble and Clean...the worst two powers ever!" Dee moaned aloud, tears threatening to roll down his face.
"Don't fret friends. These powers maybe weak but they're more than enough to take on a weakling like Whi-Oh dear gosh he's in full power mode we are all goners'."
Whispy had stood still for long enough, his mind ignorant to most of the conversation. The only thing that changed in his mind was the target. He could care less about the other two but Kirby was his prime target, the one he was truely after. The teeth of Whispy Woods began to gnash once again as the tree snickered with sinister intent and began to charge towards Kirby.
"Uh oh." Kirby gasped as he and Gooey swiftly rolled away from the large tree's crawling charge, a surprisingly fast charge considering the movement required of each individual root.
Kirby and Gooey had rolled to opposite sides, Gooey to his left and Kirby to his right, stepping further into the clearing. The enraged Whispy naturally ignored Gooey and went immediately after Kirby with another charge. The little hero ran away from his pursuer, being somewhat faster than the tree. Whispy couldn't keep up with Kirby but it doesn't mean he couldn't attack; when nearing the hero of dreamland Whispy shot out bruised and rotten apples and carrots in an attempt to hit his swift foe.
Kirby jumped aside, avoiding the first one and the following one as well, but not expecting the swift turn by Whispy Kirby didn't avoid the third. Pushing Kirby face down on the floor Whispy proceeded to shoot another rotten vegetable/fruit only for a blue bubble to strike and converge on the attack. The attack floated within the bubble and drifted away.
"How'd you like that? The bubble can intercept any of your attacks," Gooey proudly claimed "You might as well give it up Whispy; we already know all your moves."
As Gooey taunted his opponent Whispy raised a few roots on one side of his body and used the other roots to grasp the earth firmly. Then he pivoted from the gripped point the roots were imbedded into and using the raised roots performed what could be described as a multi-legged spin kick, which went right by the blue blob, who had just ducked at the last second.
"Okay, that one's new."
In this time Kirby had returned to fight, sweeping the floor using his broom to whip up heaps of dust and proceeding to strike the tree with it. In all sense, Kirby was using dust to attack a hollow eyed tree so any effect at all would be unexpected, but, being dust whipped up from a magical broom it hurt more than you'd think. Whispy seemed to agree, as what felt like a sharp clawed animal scratching at his side was in fact Clean Kirby brushing dust into him.
Kirby was too close for Whispy Woods to use his vegetables, after all the clean abilities sweep attack was a close range attack, and so re-continued his charge by raising his roots. The slow lifting of the roots was the signal Kirby needed to stop his assault and begin running once again. Each root tore through the earth and tugged against the ground, pulling the tree towards his foe. But Kirby was small and light, fast on his feet when the need arises and was able to still outmanoeuvre Whispy Woods no matter how fast the boss tried to move. Once again the tree took to the tactic of firing rotten produce, only for Gooey to intervene with his bubble beam. Bubble shots forth from the dark matter's tongue, nullifying the usefulness of all the attacks. Now the duo fled together, Gooey defending Kirby as best he could while sliding backwards (yet again a lack of feet made the concept of the human term running invalid).
Whispy began to slow, the movement of all his roots alternatively and the raising of his heavy body having warn him out. He halted, his roots wearingly placing him back onto the ground and the tree panted out of exhaustion.
"Alright here's my chance, Big Bubble!" Gooey yelled upon noticing the exhausted Whispy Woods and began charging up the Bubble powers lone hurting attack.
From the sidelines Dee and Adeleine watched as Gooey prepared the finishing blow on the opponent. However being on the sidelines and out of the heat of battle meant they could spot things that would otherwise have been missed. Such as when a tired foe, rather than breathing for air, had his mouth closed and expanding.
"Gooey stop your attack he's faking it!" Dee yelled out but a moment too late.
Whispy Woods exhaled several dimly coloured produce, moulding vegetable and dried fruit, all at once at Gooey. Gooey released his big bubble but the attack came too close to prevent harm from being done and though Gooey's attack pushed back a few, the sheer quantity of Whispy's attack ended up slamming into Gooey.
Whispy, though currently out of his mind, sneered as his vegetable and fruit crushed the gelatinous thing that stood against him. Now with one foe under a pile of supermarket purchases there was one more to g-wait, where did he go?
Whispy's sharp, pointed burrows looked round the clearing but Kirby wasn't in sight. The tree spun round several times, trying to detect the pink hero but to no avail. Whispy may have never have known where Kirby was if it wasn't for a slight breeze, air rustling against the thistles of Kirby's broom.
Whispy heard and immediately turned his attention skyward to see a rather determined looking Kirby standing upon his flying broom. Whispy reacted at once by firing a vegetable out at Kirby, who swivelled to the side. More vegetables and fruit came and as such Kirby steered the broom round and sped off. The sweep broom sent the hero rocketing forward, away from the rapid shooting tree.
Meanwhile, whilst Kirby entertained the guardian of the forest, Dee and Adeleine began removing the baffled and shaken Gooey from the heap of greens (despite it consisting of not a signle green vegetable or fruit).
Whispy halted his attempts to attack, Kirby having flown a distance where he could not reach with projectiles, and as such, hell-bent on revenge, the tree waited. Stood waiting, eyes narrowed only on the cloudy sky, waiting for the pink dot in the distance to turn round. Eventually after Kirby remembered how to properly steer the magic clean broom, the dot in the distant turned in the air.
A sneer came across the hungry foe, eager to finish off this drawn out battle. Kirby faced Whispy Woods as he released his grip of the broom and balancing on the fast travelling object with his feet alone. Whispy fired carrots, apples, and something long since unidentifiable frantically at the speeding opponent but the undeterred Kirby rode the waves of air like a surfer, dodging the attacks as they came. Soon, what were loops and turns turned into a head on dive, and as Kirby neared his first boss the little hero leaped from his broom.
A grin turned into grimace as the unmanned broom sped on into Whispy striking him above the eyes and imbedding itself into the enraged tree's head.
"Gah, gyaah!" Whispy unintelligibly yelled in pain as his roots clumsily flung his body backwards, threatening to tip him over onto his back.
As Kirby dropped onto the floor, landing on his feet, it seemed his strategy was futile. Whispy managed to regain his balance and did not seem to be too effected by the broom still imbedded in his forehead (or what would be considered his forehead). Furthermore with the broom stuck in the tree's head Kirby had forfeited his ability in the daring attack.
Whispy Woods, assured of victory, went in to finish off his smirking foe. Kirby's smirk opened up as he spun round inhaling as many of the fruit and vegetable that had been thrown about by Whispy Woods during the battle and contained them in his mouth. Whispy's Woods grin turned into grimace once again as the little puffball exhaled a bonanza of produce out at Whispy. The attack hit and the force pushed the great tree backwards, and with such force the attack lifted him and his roots off the ground before eventually falling down to the ground on his back.
Whispy Woods lay amidst a pile of the very attacks he fired, unconscious.
"Kirby win poyo!" Kirby cheered as spun round to see his friends' faces before performing his classic victory dance, jumping from side to side in bliss and spinning round and round in cheer.
A round of applause broke out as Adeleine and Dee clapped to their friend, "Good job Kirby."
"That was excellent Kirby-sam-I mean Kirby."
Kirby's blush reddened slightly as he rubbed the back of his head with a wide grin.
"Hey, hey, what about me?" Gooey protested, feeling left out with the praise.
"Oh yeah, good job to you too Gooey." Adeleine said upon remembering Gooey's efforts.
"It certainly was wasn't it, me and Kirby here took down that log pile no problem. A shame we lost our powers; it took us ages to find them."
"I've been meaning to ask," Dee began looking over at Gooey with a quizzical expression "Considering you were gone for so long why did you come back with such weak powers?"
"Hey no need to be so critical, I could ask you why you and Adeleine were embracing one another when we returned?" Dee responded, a question to a question.
Dee paused, words originally planned to come out from his non-existand mouth stopped and he and Adeleine simply looked to one another, blushing.
"I-it wasn't like that at all."
"Y-yeah, we though we going to perish till you guys arrived."
"So you wanted to perish in one anothers arms." Gooey added, enjoying his well timed teasing.
"Yes-I mean no-I mean... stop confusing me."
Gooey simply burst out laughing as the protesting two blushes' deepened. Meanwhile Kirby stood beside them, oblivious to the entire conversation, but decided it must be something funny and went along with Gooey in merriment.
Professor Iru and his assistant, the poppy bros Jr. Girl Ume, stood before two things. The first was a crowd of war painted croucars wielding weapons bowing before them. The second was a large cannonball that had caused a crater upon the once hilled purple field.
"Please don't harm us oh mighty wizard." The croucars cried.
I had a bit of trouble with font size for some reason when writing on the site so there may be one or two problems.
I had a fun time writing this chapter mostly because of the hilarity of Whispy Woods character. I love the antics I can make up with a strong and intelligent yet foolish villain. I admittedly had trouble trying to make the fight seem intense and trying to make Whispy Woods seem threatening. His basic attacks are puffs of air and apples after all. Apples!
I also tried working in some hints of a pairing, without making it assured. I have a certain fondness of DeexAdeleine, particularly after reading a fantastic fanfic with this pairing (I would say the name of the fanfic but I'm not sure I'm allowed to advertise other peoples fanfics within my own fanfic without permission), although it can never beat my favourite pairing of KirbyxRibbon.
As for the last scene you can make guesses at what happened but more on it will be expanded upon in the next chapter, which, despite A2 courses and History personal study drafts, I will have out on new year's day. I don't think I'll be able to get two out like I planned but my personal goal is to at least get the next chapter written and uploaded on new year's day.
Well I hope you've enjoyed chapter 4 of Kirby's Ancient Ruin Adventure.