This will mark the first time I have updated according to plan twice in a row (confetti falls down and the audiance appluades). That's kind of sad in a way. Anyway here is chapter 6 which was actually rather easy to write. All I did was sit down and type for several hours, often staying up after one in the morning and it got done incredibly easy.
I'm rather proud of the manner this chapter goes about itself. Hopefully this chapter's unique introduction style of the ruins and fleshing out of the characters will please you as much as it has pleased me. I've fixed all the grammer and spelling errors but if you notice any I've missed just say. I know I could a bit of an improvement to the chapter but I felt it descriptive enough without slowing the pace of the chapter. Anyway enjoy the chapter folks.
Chapter 6: Purple Perils! Arriving at the ruins!
When the tribesmen moved within their home they moved in silent groups. As their home was a dangerous place and it was better to be cautious within the purple planted forest. Everyday there was another chance for a life to end, be it by an enemy tribe or the forest's numerous disasters. Today was different for the croucar tribe as they moved in one large unit, men eyeing all sides for safety measures. Today was different for instead of taking the concealed routes were ambush was less prominent they were taking the wider, manoeuvrable paths. Today was different because they were in the presence of an all powerful wizard, or so they thought.
Old croucar Iru and his non-perot assistant Ume were being escorted through the labyrinth of tree's by their former aggressors, who had now allied themselves the reaching duo out of a combination of fear and respect. The warrior croucars respected Iru for his 'mystical abnormal strengths' though this was also what they feared, for the art of magic, though known about within the forest, was beyond their understanding.
Also within the centre was the tribal leader, who saw it as his personal duty to be closest to their defendant, and who was also the only person who could communicate without bowing down in awe.
"So this forest of ours is known as the dark woods from afar?" The warrior leader inquired with a small smile upon his face.
"Quite right, though it was Whispy Woods who declared its name and he always was trying to dissuade any entries into the forest," Iru replied, a smirk on his face as he chuckled lightly "So what is the true name of your home?"
To this the warrior spread his wings out to the dangerous violets of plants and trees, thus declaring "Our home is as you see it, Purple Plants we know it by."
Purple Plants was indeed a fitting name, not just because the place literally consisted of purple flowers, monsters, earth and foliage but it also did not imply that the place was a woods when it was a forest. It was also an oddity that the colour purple was unanimous in all things, the beings of the forest able to blend with their surroundings, and take full advantage of their naturally camouflaging environment.
"I can imagine this land has always been known as Purple Plants, its fitting."
"Well..." The warrior began, scratching his peak, "this land we live in used to be just the Whispy Woods forest but was cordoned off from the rest of the forest few hundred years past."
Ume, who had been almost completely silent till now, spoke up "Would this be around the time of the Dream Land War?"
The various warriors around flinched, some shivered, and others whispered. Their leader said nothing at first gave a slight nod to Ume but then followed up by saying "Great apprentice to the wizened bird, I entreat you humbly to be silent, only to cease unnerving the men abound, for though you be not a Perot the resemblance is uncanny and they lose knowledge of this fact at odd times."
Ume understood, but puffed her cheeks up in annoyance, clearly irritated by the whole thing.
"I hope I have not displeased the student of oh so strong a teacher."
"No, no, she's fine I assure you Mr..." Iru began realising as he spoke that he knew not the name of the warrior he was addressing.
"My name wizard of the outside, that be Tane, tribe leader." Tane declared with pride embedded in his words, the various birds around raising their spears to the sky at the exact moment before returning to their duties.
"Mr. Tane then, I appreciate your cooperation in this journey of mine though somewhat forced however I was wondering if you have ever heard of any other outsiders coming into Purple Plants."
"Before my time maybe today never confirmed but..." Tane paused, a feather to his beak in thought, "Times come when signs of men unfamiliar with our land appear. We assume that the new ones of our life who have yet learn the ways make such foolery but an outsider could also do as such."
"How about eight years ago?"
"Yes, some, a loss of food too from another camp as well. If one not of here were to survive their best chance be to side with a clan, and he chose not ours then and so we no not much unless said clan attack then we decide to learn of our foes."
"Well he does make reference to many tribes but always from a distance." Iru mused to himself, Tane puzzled over the overheard comment and Ume still irritated that she was not allowed to speak.
"A thousand pleas of forgiveness for any offence but wizard, why do you approach the feared ruins of our land?"
"A friend of mine came to this place eight years ago, this journal somehow managed to return after all that time and I do not know where he is. I do know though that he is somewhere around here and that his last entry was of the day he decided to enter the ruins."
The croucars shifted nervously as they walked and with nothing better to do Ume observed the clan. The very mention of the ruins caused them to shudder, a sense of disbelief cloud their eyes. Their wings would grip their weapons tighter as if the very mention of place would conjure a monster."
"The man be braver than any other, or foolish. The ruins are a feared place, though none know who live why, but our ancestors warned vigorously about the twisted place. The forest has many dangers but ones we know exist, the ruins are dangerous yet we do not know why. The fear of what we know not is more powerful than that we can face." Tane stated, his men all solemnly nodding.
The clan were stronger, far stronger than the dreamlanders who knew nought but peace and harmony but they too feared. They feared not the strong but the intelligent. They did not fear the beast that ran rampant but the shadow that lay in wait.
"Here I was expecting a turtle to ambush me," King Dedede stated as he saddled his hammer on one shoulder and stared at the mini-boss before him, "but instead I encounter an elephant."
The blue hammer wielding penguin looked forth at the two legged grey elephant, almost equal to him in both height and width. The Phan Phan, usually going about their days with large innocent eyes, appeared now with a plaster on its head and a fierce fire burning ferociously in its eyes.
"Sir, turtles don't live in the forest either." The King's gordo assistant replied without humour, the foolery of his King having soon gotten tiresome.
"I know that, I know that but the fortune teller said I would fight with a turtle but instead here's an elephant." The King yelled back, his eyes to the gordo at his side but his pointing hand turned to the grey skinned creature.
"You may fight a turtle later." One of the waddle doo's said.
"No, I wanted to fight it now, I was sure I was going to fight it now but instead this elephant here wants to fight." The penguin snapped back.
"Well, you were the one to hit it thinking it was a rolling turtle in the first place..." One waddle dee bravely (more like stupidly) said aloud and to this his royal highness heard.
"What was that!"
"N-nothing Heika, I mean how about we deal with this insignificant menace Dedede-tono." The waddle dee cried out, earning him some nasty glares from his fellow comrades.
"You know what; the all supreme King of Dreamland would like tha-before King Dedede could finish his sentence the ignored elephant bulldozed into its aggressor. The villain came off the ground for a fraction of a second but his feet was soon skidding cross the floor, trying to stop the momentous push of a rolling mammal colliding into him.
"I was going to warn you about that No kimi," The gordo said calmly as the elephant jumped up and down in a mixture of anger and high spirits, "but maybe my warning should be reserved for our large friend here."
The gordo need not look back to know his King was angry; it wasn't hard for him to become angry. Thus the group were careful in how they treated him for his anger was immense.
"As King I feel it fit to show you your crimes against a man of royalty and punish you personally." King Dedede seethed as he grasped his hammer with both wing like hands.
"Our wits will be sufficient enough, sure Meta Knight-sama sure." Ax Knight moaned as he fended off a large rose monster from feasting on his small, meatless body.
"If you have time to complain you have time to fight." Meta Knight called back at his follower, slashing his tricky opponents with ease.
The group of swordsmen had continued in haste, with a desire to get ahead of King Dedede and his group, and so journeyed through an area of roses. These roses though were a lot larger and turned out to be a group of Lovely Roses, demonic thorn covered roses waiting to ambush the unsuspecting.
"Oh I'm not complaining, just sayin, we could have asked for directions." Ax Knight reminded his leader once more, clearly not willing to let go of the mess the hasty march had sent them into.
A rosy red rose shot out from underneath Ax Knight, who quickly threw his axe in front to defend himself. The attack had caught him by surprise though and the plant was beginning to lift him up when his comrade in arms Blade Knight cut cleanly through the stem of the flower, killing it.
"You're getting rusty Ax Knight." Blade Knight said with a smirk.
Meanwhile Mace Knight swung his hefty weapon in vain but the plants would always pull back their heads and try to gobble him up. The large warrior was beginning to get fed up of hopping back to avoid all these foes.
"Gather to the centre men, we shall fight as one." Meta Knight order shot out and all the members of the crew drew back into the centre of the rose field.
The Lovely Roses far away began to hide in their buds, seeing no reason to be on the lookout when their prey was too far for them to reach. The crew thought they were safe but still kept their gaurd up, a good thing for Sword Knight as a lovely rose, perched into a tree swooped down to attack the knight. The rose was easily dealt with however what the knight did not expect was for another rose to appear to attack at the exact moment.
"Darn it, I'm open." Sword Knight thought as the rose covered his arm.
But the arm was covered for but a second as a javelin went through the creature before it could swallow the knight for its evening meal.
"Thank you Javelin Knight, I 'am in your debt."
"No thanks required, it is a duty to fight for comrades in need."
The Meta-Knights looked at the hundreds of roses surrounding them, each eager to feast on their flesh. Each one faster and lengthier than the lovelies they had dealt with in the past. Each one getting in their way to the ruins.
"It's a lovely day guys so how about we go flower picking?"
To the natives of the forest, the men who were told in their childhood to never set foot in the ruins, they saw a great evil before them. The green yellow grass was hellfire and the large pillars were cataclysmic weapons once wielded by giants. The gaping doorway that seethed into the ground was a bottomless pit and the undecipherable carvings were written by those plagued by dark matter.
To the professor the transference of purple to yellow was a parallel to his doubts on his faith in the journal. Seeing the beating rays of hope pour from the open sky and embody the faded temple gave him hope too, that his long lost friend could be found.
To the professor's assistant, no external matters affected her outlook and rather, only the knowledge that the place was a ruin by now, once a temple, led her to be sceptical. For sure the place had a roof, and pillars to support said roof. Tiles were laid on the floor and carvings were made on the outer walls but she wouldn't say it was a temple. More of an entrance to an underground lair, the building structure being there for no adequate reason other than to look nice, maybe there as a monument for the sake of a monument.
In short two of the people saw ruins, rustic and majestic, while the rest could only pronounce what they felt as eerie.
"Great Wizard of the other side this be the further we set foot, rules state we enter at no cost." Tane declared.
Ume was about to speak but held back on this, tilting her head over to her senior and whispering her question.
"Ah, that would be wise of us," The professor agreed as he turned towards members of his fellow species and said "We are willing to comply by your wishes, and I will not use my great sorcery to pull you along, however my assistant here wishes to know why you do not trek into the ruins?"
The tribesman looked doubtful over this, the younglings not knowing themselves why they were not to enter but Tane did not hesitate long to speak.
"The first reason is to abide by our ancestors wishes, never to set foot in the ruins. The second reason is we have no reason, why should we enter the ruins? As far as we people, or any who abide in Purple Plants know, nothing we care for is there."
"Are you not curious as to what mystery lies in wait, do you not wish to pursue knowledge?" Iru asked, a man of his kind always inspecting what interests him.
"No, we know how to survive and know how to live happily. That is enough. There be also a third reason as to forbid entrance," Tane said and the seniors behind him nodded in agreement "None who have entered these ruins have returned."
Iru was silent, and was Ume was silent as well. Everything was silent except for the distant rustling that came from other areas around the forest. To all this knowledge, Iru simply nodded.
Tane turned towards Ume and with a slight courtesy said "Thanks be with you non-perot for following my people's wishes."
Ume brimmed with a smile at this, and though she hopped onto one foot, changing the foot she hopped with upon each hop, she said not a word, but showed her pleasure.
With that Iru and Ume turned towards the ruins, the broken down temple, the not actually temple in a not actually woods which is not actually called Dark Woods and walked on. The two small figures, widely differing in age, walked into the ruins, and were enclosed by its darkness. Then silence dawned once again.
Two large, heavy bodies slammed into one another, the dull sound of heavy weights bristled against the trees. The blue penguin wrestled with the grey elephant for a moment, neither giving way. The hammerless King threw his hands underneath his armless opponent and lifted him into the air. With a yell of effort King Dedede threw Phan Phan into a nearby tree.
With the animal dazed the King reached for his hammer, laying just in his reach and jolted over to his opponent. Raising his weapon like baseball bat, he then swung like a golfer; pushing Phan Phan through the heavily fortified tree it had its back too.
"Wahaha the win is for the King of course!" The ruler of Dreamland said with glee as his opponent lay before him, unconscious.
"Go King go!" The waddle dee's and doo's cheered at their boss's victory only for him to break up their cheering with a thrown apple.
"Why didn't you guys take care of him for me?"
"But, but you said you'd take him."
"No excuses, I'm the King; I shouldn't be doing all the work."
"Ahem, no kimi?" The Gordo began to say, obtaining his superiors attention "Would it not be in your best interest to make haste before a certain adversary of yours reaches the prize before you?"
King Dedede looked at his assistant as if he was an idiot but this look was clouded over by realisation.
"Men, your punishments can wait, to the ruins we go." The King bellowed, relieving his attendants somewhat (and hoping King Dedede would forget about punishing them later).
A large sabre-tooth tiger with ink marks doodled onto his face dodged Kirby's tossed bronze sickle and growled back irritably.
The Galbel pounced forth, swiping the hero away with its yellow furred paw but decided not to pursue. Instead the Galbel got ready to pounce by lowering its legs. Kirby quickly retained his balance and deciding not to hold anything back enlarged his cutter blade to twice its size and threw it with full force. Having already crouched down all the Galbel had to do was to crouch down lower to avoid the attack, and then to redirect his attention to a now flying Kirby. The tiger leaped up, barely missing Kirby in its pounce, and fell back to the ground on its legs.
A creaking sound was the only thing that distracted the Galbel and it turned round to see one of the large tree's of Purple Plants coming down upon him, cut down from Kirby's extra strong cutter boomerang.
The yellow furred Galbel hollered in pain as the tree crushed him, rendering him unconscious.
"Poyo" Kirby cheered as he started to wave his arms up and down, humming a familiar tune.
"Does anyone think this scene reminds you of something?" Adeline asked her companions as she watched the puffball now adorned once again with a metallic duck billed hat do a small dance routine.
"Déjà vu, feels like it happened only moments ago as well." Dee said as he prodded his head in thought trying to remember what the scene reminded him of.
"So it's just me and Kirby who have to deal with all these foes?" Gooey whined.
Dee spun round, pointing at the dark matter accusingly and shouted out "You're the one that got us into that mess, why on Popstar did you start scribbling on a sleeping tigers face?."
Gooey lay on his side and stared blankly at Dee before reply "Because he was asleep, it'd be stupid to do it while he was awake."
"That's not the point, you don't just see the most ferocious powerful thing you can find and start using his face as pad of paper simply because you want to." Dee argued back.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't lump all the blame on me. After all Adeline was the one who gave me the pen once I asked." Gooey flimsily retorted back with though he did not seem to notice the frailty of his argument.
Dee quickly turned round to his painting friend and said "Adeline, please don't give permanent markers to the groups idiot."
"Oi!"
The girl to whom was being addressed was busy painting the ongoing battle between the tree's to greedily devour as much of the earth's nutrients as possible but still had spare attention to reply "I...didn't expect him to something so stupid with it."
"Believe me if you leave him to his own devices his stupidity will dumbfound you in no time."
"Again; Oi!"
By now Kirby had grown tired of his dancing, the felled opponent making few comments on his show. Kirby was disappointed, but most people he beat up seemed to ignore him whenever he began dancing afterwards, and he had gotten used to his opponents falling asleep before he can show how pleased he is of his victory. The pink puffball waddled like a waddle dee over to his friends and asked "going?"
Dee looked over to Adeline, who tried to ignore her friends question and continued to paint, although with more haste.
Sighing, the small minion creature said "Adeline, we need to get going."
"H-hold on, let me finish this. When will I ever get a chance to paint the Dark Woods again, this the only chance I'll ever get. I need to paint." She replied with panic in her voice, knowing that they shouldn't stay out in the midst of the dangerous forest but longing to enjoy this chance of a lifetime.
"C'mon Adeline we've got people running off in here without reason, they could be stealing me and Kirby's tomato." Gooey said causing Kirby to squeal in fright.
"Not tomato poyo!"
"Yes the tomato Kirby."
To the news that his precious tomato maybe in danger our hero and saviour sprung into immediate action. With surprising speed and force Kirby lifted up Adeline and her canvas and ran off into the woods while lifting the person and object.
"W-wait Kirby! Put me down! I want to finish my painting, my painting." Adeline moaned as she was carried away at rapid speeds, deeper and deeper into Purple Plants.
"By my blade, the strength in numbers you pride yourselves in, shall disappear!" Meta Knight bellowed, his deep voice reached out undisturbed from beneath his mask.
The small knight grasped his legendary sword above him, both hands on the hilt and poised to strike the earth. His men leaped to the sides, gaining as much distance from the oncoming monsoon of pain. Galaxia gleamed, its blade sparkling with electricity as it was stabbed into the soil of Purple Plants and with that a whirlwind of destruction came forth. The lone, storm clouded tornado drove straight ahead, it's harsh winds and crackling lightning tearing through the plant based bodies of the Lovelies. With a whine the tornado stopped, dispersing instantly, and leaving behind a wasteland of a field.
"To think, it was so nice before we go here." Ax Knight joked as he and the other knights gathered round their leader.
"Excellent swordsmanship as ever Meta Knight-sama." Sword Knight praised his leader in a mid-bow of sorts.
At that time Javelin Knight was rotating its body in circles, Meta-Knight not saying a word.
"All clear sir, opposition eliminated."
"Good, we have wasted enough time here," Meta Knight replied to the electronically voiced comrade of his and turned round, his sword sheathed and his cape swishing upon the gentle breeze "come!"
And the group did as they were told, following their leader as he made his way onwards, except for the still scanning Javelin Knight who blurted out "Warning: fast approaching object coming towards us."
The Knights stopped and turned round to see a speeding orange figure, speeding in a straight path towards them.
Oh, why if it isn't my old buddy Meta Knight. Might as well say hi now shouldn't I.
Seeing that the person had no intention of stopping and would crash into them in but a second the knights jumped out of the way. Meta Knight on the other hand threw his cape over his body just as the figure was to crash.
The charging person did not stop as he ran straight through the knight, whipping up a dust cloud as he went. The men attempted to keep an eye on the figure, or at least see to their leaders safety but their eyes were covered.
Such a shame, he didn't wish to partake in a small gift of my talent.
As the figure slipped through the winding tree's a masked puffball appeared from nowhere, flinging his cape off as he appeared on the spot he had been standing.
"Meta Knight-sama." The group cried upon seeing the intimidating villain safe and sound, having used his dimensional cape to narrowly dodge the charge.
"Men, interference is before us and we shall catch this disrespectful cretin who dared push through us." Meta Knight snapped anger evident in his voice as he proceeded to chase after the speeding boss.
To the servants, who had no real reason to be here other than following orders, the ruins were a lifesaver. For finding the ruins meant that the torturous expedition into the Dark Woods would be over and they could get back to being ordered to do constant chores or humiliating acts to please their king.
To the Gordo, whose higher intellect and general indestructibility granted him a self regarded belief of superiority over the others; the ruins were merely an ancient relic. An admirable relic with a long and interesting history bound to it but the quality or preservation of such architecture was outside his realm of interest.
To the King it was a mingy, run down dump incomparable to the fine stone castle of home but he didn't care about any of that. If it housed mountains and mountains of gold inside then all this adventure would be worth it, though the additional relief of boredom served as a bonus.
Before King Dedede and his attendants were the ancient ruins of Dark Woods.
"We...we made it!" One Waddle Doo slowly said, a tear coming to his lone eye.
"We've hiked through peril after peril but now we've reached our goal." Another Waddle Dee replied.
"Your Majesty, does this make you happy?" The often abused and beaten Waddle Dee closest to the grinning penguin asked.
"Of course it does, in fact men...I have a speech to give out on this fine occasion," The King bellowed as he turned round to his men, who stood transfixed in awe, though the gordo simply groaned in his head "We, and by we I mean me, have challenged the ancient law of the guardian of the forest, I have braved unknown territory, and taken down the beasts that inhabited this place. Now you guys stand before my great glory while I stand before a lesser glory, and as we enter I just want to give you guys my th-The wind whipped as a man on roller-skates skidded past at extreme speeds, interrupting the King and pushing him over on the ground.
Even me old boss is here. Well that fat oaf isn't going to catch up with me anytime soon.
The orange racing person sped off into the ruins thus being the third person to have entered on this day. The crowd of loyal (mostly because they don't want to be sacked) guards of the kingdom watched in shock as the dazed king got up off the ground. The penguin did his usual groaning, wondering what just happened but he soon regained his senses and had something to get angry about.
"That guy! I know that guy! He dare push me aside, steal the honour of being the first to enter the ruins, but most of all, he dare dirty my clothes with paint! King Dedede roared, proceeding to throw a tantrum.
He desperately wiped at his clothes, a stripe of yellow paint upon them but did the job hastily and opted to grab his hammer and swing it wildly.
"Watch out, watch out!" The Dee's yelled in panic and even the gordo backed off for fear of being sent up to the stars.
"That cowardly nuisance, I'll get him and pummel him into dust!" The King roared once more before charging into the ruins without a drop of grace.
"Wait for us!" The King's men called out to their ruler, running into the ruins to catch up with him.
The rarely undisturbed grounds of the ruins became peaceful once more, something it had been lacking today. The flutters flew undisturbed and the wind whistled as gently as signing birds. If a person or a group were to enter this tranquil scene it would ruin the beloved peace and so it was a beauty none were to see for ten minutes. Then people came.
Now this next group were the Meta-Knights, who carried themselves with more dignity than the others, their anger was less rampant than King Dedede's and their joy was less childish than Kirby's. Even in hot pursuit the knights approached the building with grace, movements slow and careful. But they were no better than a rampaging fool or a playful child as their entrance came as assassins, silent but marred by killing intent.
To the Knights the ruins were sacred and yet not of their interest. The building with its worn feel and battle fed grounds had a deep history to it but the knights were otherwise preoccupied with the hunt. Even when ignoring the hunt, as they did upon seeing the ruins and giving it a brief glance of admiration, their interests lay in what was inside. This was more their leader's thoughts but his commands were what they followed.
"Odd, bizarre energy emanating from ruins." Javelin Knight blurted out as he continued to stare at the ruins.
"It does feel odd, but I can't put my finger on why it's odd." Mace Knight mused as he rubbed his insect helmet head.
"Meta Knight-sama shall we march forward into the ruins?" Sword Knight asked his superior but received no answer "Meta Knight-sama?"
"Yes, yes men we may enter." Meta Knight said, his men taking heed and walking into the ruins before him.
The veteran swordsman and Kirby villain stared at the ruins for a moment longer, comprehending the strange sensation that tickled his blue body but shrugged it off and walked onwards into the ruins.
To the hero of our story the ruins reminded him of the temple he explored in his great cave offensive, though with the array of daylight shining down the earthly colours of the building looked faded and weak.
To the blue blob of dark matter the ruins were uninteresting in all their details but the general design, a worn out building finely carved with levels and support pillars appealed to his sense of adventure.
To the waddle dee the ruins were a sign to rejoice, Dee's belief that things would start to get easier within a sheltered area. The area was also calm and quiet, a peace he greatly admired in Dreamland but was often disturbed by some great evil; or Kirby and King Dedede arguing over food.
To the painter she beheld a glory before her eyes. Years of dedication were apparent in the work as her eyes absorbed in every fine detail, every effect of weathering and every glimpse of the civilisation that built it. The rocks were smooth, yet tough, and the ruins though damaged by time were standing as strong as ever. The architect showed signs of paint, simple lines around, and faint images closer to the gaping entryway that lead down into the land. The general colour of stone had now become a yellow, fitting in well with its nearby yellow grasses.
Adeline waited no longer, her artist blood inspiring her to work as she got out her canvas, set up her equipment, and without a word got ready to paint.
Planning originally on passing a word or two with his artist friend, Dee chose to gather with his other two friends, seeing how focuses she was on her painting. Gooey was going ecstatic, mumbling about all the neat things inside, whilst Kirby passed comments about his prior temple explorations, what the ruins appear to have once been.
"I've been meaning to ask you Kirby, who was that guy from earlier?" Dee asked his companion, who at first started with bewilderment having forgotten all about the speeding figure.
"Yeah I wanna know too, I didn't recognise him, though I didn't get a good look." Gooey added, trying to join in the conversation in any way he could.
"Oh, him poyo," Said the small child hero "Dedede man poyo."
"He works for King Dedede? I didn't know he had anyone that fast working under him."
"No, fore." Kirby replied to Dee's question, shaking his small head/body.
"Fore? Before? He used to work for King Dedede!"
"Poyo!" Kirby chirped, nodding his head/body up and down with a smile.
Dee was just then about to ask finally who the person was when Gooey suddenly blurted out "Oh no, everyone else has probably entered the ruins."
"Well I do believe everyone was ahead of us, so what of it?" Dee asked an eye rising to this sudden outburst.
"With so many people there they'll have eaten the food in no time." Gooey yelled out, though with little reason to as the people he was addressing were in front of him and Adeline was in lala land when immersed in her work.
Dee fell flat on his face, expecting something important to emerge for once, out of Gooey's mouth. Picking himself off the floor Dee was about to point how there was no such tomato in the ruins when Kirby began running for the ruins.
"Tomato!" He yelled as he dashed off into the dark corridors of the underground ruin.
"Kirby, wait for me." Gooey called out as he slid after his pinker friend, sliding smoothly across the beaten dirt.
When both Kirby and Gooey had disappeared into the run down temple Dee had no choice but to follow, running as quick as he could in the hopes that he could catch up. Meanwhile Adeline continued to paint, every brushstroke a movement of grace. Her hand moved nimbly, adjusting in minor ways to create the best results. Her artwork was finished quite quickly and proud of what she had done, turned round to ask the others what they thought.
"Hey guys, come have a look at-Adeline's smile turned upside down when she noticed the quiet and empty space around her.
It took a mere moment for her to realise but it was a delayed pause nonetheless as she cried "They've left without me!"
Out of all things this chapter has done well the thing that pleases me the most is the characterisation, which only feels weak in the King Dedede scenes. I've been enjoying Professor Iru as a character and my interpretations of Adeline and Ax Knight always makes them fun to write about.
Now my 18th birthday is coming up in February and as its also a short month I will not be updating Kirby Ancient Ruin Adventure in that time. The upside to this though is that a chapter in March is pretty much assured as a result, unless something goes horribly wrong. Hopefully I have not just jinxed it with that statement.
I'm a little bit dissapointed that now I'm actually updating on time I'm not getting any reviews. For me it's not too big a deal but I'm pretty sure my chapters aren't perfect and some criticism would be helpful in pointing out my errors and weaknesses. Still review only if you want to, I'm not forcing you or begging you. So long as I enjoy my writing and others enjoy reading it I've got nothing to cry about. I hope you all enjoyed chapter 6 of Kirby Ancient Ruin Adventure!