Ace: Yes! What are you gonna do now?
Unnamed Puffball: zzz...
Ace: Maybe she'll wake up after this chapter.
Kirby let go of my arm, and I slumped against a picket fence. He ran out into the middle of the road and meweled, "Poyo! Poyo! Poyo!"
"Kirby!" A girl, maybe around my age, ran out of one of the buildings. She was clearly relieved that he was back, yet still concerned. "Where have you been?
"Poyo!" He sounded panicked. Kirby pointed a stubby arm at me.
I must have looked pretty bad, because the girl gasped and ran over to me.
"What happened?"
"It's a long, very long, story." I groaned. "I can't even remember the last time I ate anything..."
The thought of food made my vision blur.
The girl took my arm, and I half-consciously followed her. She pushed me through a door and called out, "Kawasaki!"
A man came out of a back room. "Yes Tiff?" He stopped, and looked at me for a moment, then said, "Of course! Right away!" Then walked back into the room he came from.
The girl, Tiff, lead me to a chair and I gratefully sat down, and she sat in a seat across from me.
"So, what's your name?" She asked me.
What's my name?
"I don't... I don't exactly... I don't know." I admitted.
"Oh, I'm sorry... I didn't know."
"I wish I knew, but I remember almost nothing from the time before... them."
"Who's-" Tiff was interrupted by Kawasaki coming out of the back room holding a platter of food, which then placed in front of me.
I couldn't stop myself.
I inhaled all of the food.
It tasted like heaven to me.
When was the last time I had eaten?
A week?
A month?
A year?
How had I survived this long?
Too many things were going through my mind.
My eyelids fluttered, and I fell asleep.