Ace: Ahh! No! You're gonna die!
Unnamed fluffball: Then why am I still here...?
Ace: Your going to die in the next chapter!
Unnamed fluffball: WHAT?!
I still don't know what happened next. I was helping Kirby to his feet, then... I think, that maybe, it was a flashback.
I was much younger, before the family found me. I was eating from a barrel full of apples; I had already eaten half of the apples, then I fell down and... inhaled the rest of the apples and the barrel.
There was melodic laughter, but I didn't turn around, probably because I had started to try to eat a watermelon twice my size.
"Your appetite is too much, but at least it isn't as bad as your fathers." The voice laughed.
I came back to reality, gasping for air. I hadn't been breathing. Kirby was pulling on my arm, urging me to go on.
It was too late.
The family had come.
Their glowering red eyes were fixed on me. There are no terrifying enough that can describe them, but I knew this: they needed me for something horrible.
I was going to have to fight.
But how?
It seemed Kirby had the answer. He pulled a prickle off of a thorn bush and ate it. Then he transformed. He turned from pink to yellow and donned a helmet that seemingly appeared from nowhere.
Kirby unleashed a needle attack on the family, who screeched in pain as they were impaled. Kirby sent out several more volleys, killing the brother and the sister, and then we ran. Cappytown was just beyond the next few hills.
"Foolish child!" I was knocked down; the mother was grasping one of Kirby's spiked in the air, getting ready to skewer me.
I blinked.
I blinked into another vision.
The only thing I saw was a pair of yellow eyes. Not evil, maniacal eyes like the family, but warm eyes. Comforting eyes.
I was jolted back to reality when the mother crumpled next to me.
"Poyo?" Kirby asked.
"Thanks Kirby. I'm okay." I stood up, and exhaustion flooded over me.
"We have to get to Cappytown." I murmured before stumbling and barely managing not to trip over my own feet. Kirby ran over to me and grabbed my arm, supporting me. We almost fell a few times, but we reached Cappytown.
Safe at last.
Safe.
Safe.
Safe.