Author's note: Dee's birthday-part 2 (not really)! Meta Knight isn't there, just so any fans of him can skip this chapter…

MK fans: (Leave)

Dokeshisan: Hey! I was kidding, jeez -_-! Anyway, I was contemplating what the sequel should be like and I know what I'm doing! The only thing I can tell you now is that I'm writing it in Marx's POV. I've always wondered what it would be like in his head XD! Probably scary, but that isn't the point. Okay, R&R!^^

6

Insert Your Heart

"Sunny Peach!"

I felt a wave of Déjà vu hit me as I walked in my door that evening with Marx. I remembered last week at Meta Knight's mistaken birthday party, except it was 'Mauve Diadem' back then. I turned to Marx who was grinning so wide it looked as if his mouth was too big for his face.

"You knew about this, didn't you?" I asked him angrily, "How could you?"

"Well, I said yes to them, that's how. Don't you mean 'why'?"

"Aren't you happy?" Kirby asked from the crowd, "We worked really hard."

I nodded sadly. "Yeah, I'm happy but I really didn't want a party." I let out a sigh and turned back to Marx so I could glare at him, "You betrayed me!"

He rolled his eyes. "Yeah right. I can tell you're really mad at me! Come on, you know you want a party, you know you do, yes you do…"

"Stop! You can be really annoying," I turned to everyone else, "I'm sorry. Can you all leave? I want to have this day to myself."

"But we haven't eaten the cake yet!" Kirby groaned. The whole crowd turned to him, "What's wrong?"

"And I came all the way from Ripple Star for nothing!" A cute little fairy with pink hair and clear wings flew up to me just to say this.

I stared at her in awe. "Ribbon! I thought you already came this month, so then…you came just for my birthday!"

"I know, right? I decided I actually wanted to be your friend! I can't tell why…" Ribbon smiled and blushed for some reason.

"Who're you? I don't know you." Marx said flatly, obviously listening to our conversation.

"I know you though. Hmm, isn't that weird," She laughed then suddenly stopped, "Wait, are you two..?"

"It's complicated!" we both answered in unison and stared at each other. I felt my cheeks turn red as I looked at the rest of the room. The guests were all talking amongst themselves.

"I made a cake!" Kawasaki walked through my front door and pretty much shoved Marx, Ribbon and I out of the way, "Ta-da! Oh, hi Dee!"

I shook my head and studied the cake. It was the same style as Meta Knight's was, but with different colours. Namely green and yellow.

"Eeeew, a green cake," I heard someone say.

In response Kirby said, "Who cares? It's still cake!"

On that note there was a stampede on the way to the cake. "Why do I feel like I'm reliving Meta Knight's party two weeks ago?" I asked out loud.

"Is every birthday like this?"

I scowled at Marx for answering my question with a question. "Yeah, I guess so. People are too happy…" I paused, "Oh no, I'm starting sound like you! You've turned me into a pessimist! Noooo!"

I heard Ribbon giggle next to me. "I think that's cute! I wish I could be with Kirby long enough to start sounding like him."

"I wonder how it happens…maybe we spent so much time together that we merged into one person! Oooooh!" Marx grinned, strangely excited.

"No thanks. That thought isn't very attractive," I chuckled and took a step toward the cake, "But this cake does look good. I have to admit that."

A plate was shoved in my face. "Here Dee! I got you a piece without eating it!" I looked at Kirby and gave him a sunny expression.

"Thank you," I took the cake, "I hope it tastes better than it looks."

"Of course it will," Marx said, "But only because you take the cake, Dee!" He burst out laughing and wouldn't stop for some time, "Sorry, bad pun."

I nodded. "I'll pretend that you didn't say that since you were just clowning around and being embarrassing."

"That was a bad pun too," He cackled again and sneezed, "Ah, bless me."

"What's a pun?" Kirby asked. He really didn't know much.

"A pun, also known as paronomasia, is a 'humorous' comment using different meanings of one word or words that sound alike."

I stared at Marx. "What? Are you a dictionary or something?"

He blushed. "Oh, well I used to read a lot. I read the dictionary twice and five encyclopedias out of a collection of twelve." He looked down at his feet and sighed, "I didn't have much of a life."

Kirby frowned. "I still don't get it, but that's okay! I don't care!" he did a little dance after saying this and I laughed in spite of myself.

"Okay, okay," Marx interrupted the random dancing moment loudly, "it's time to open the presents!"

"It is?" I asked, "Since when?"

He stuck his tongue out. "Since I said so, of course, and don't tell me that I'm being childish either! I really want you to see my present." He gave me puppy dog eyes which made me feel like melting. I swear he could manipulate anyone this way.

"Okay, I'll eat my cake while opening them," With that I stuffed the whole piece into my, er, well, you know, "Oh, now I don't need to."

Marx's sweet face suddenly twisted into a crazed, psychotic expression. "How do you eat it? The food? How? With no mouth, HOW?" He stared at me, "How do you do it? HOW?"

"Hey! Get out of my face! I don't know!" I paused to think about this, "How do I do it?"

"That was my QUESTION!" He hissed, "Answer me!"

I shook my head. "I guess it's just one of those mysteries in the world," I pointed at Kirby, "Sort of like 'where does his food go?'"

"Oh," Marx frowned, "I hope someone finds out someday. Until then, you need to open your presents!" I sighed at his mood swing and hugged him so tight I feared that he couldn't breathe.

"Okay, who's is first?" I asked after letting go of Marx.

"Mine!" Ribbon grabbed a red box and handed it to me, "Here you are!"

Five teddy bears (One being Ribbon's) and two cookie jars later I picked up the last present. It was violet with red and blue shiny bow on top. "Gee, I wonder who gave me this one?" I said sarcastically, staring at Marx.

"Open it! Please, please, please, please..?" He smiled at me innocently though he also seemed a bit sad.

"Okay," I nodded and tore off the wrapping before opening the box. I took out a fancy, porcelain container with the words 'Insert Your Heart' engraved in calligraphy above a small indent. I tried to open the container but failed horribly. "AAARGH."

"No," Marx sat down next to me and smiled almost as if he was teasing me, "You close your eyes and put your paw in the thingy."

"'Thingy?'" I asked, though I still did as he said. As soon as I did it began to make music. It was a sad, haunting sound that made me feel almost nostalgic. When the music stopped the box unlocked itself, so I lifted the lid. Inside was a doll version of me and one of Marx.

"I made them myself!" He grinned, "It was hard. Don't ask how I did it."

My eyes welled up with tears. "Aaaaaaaw, that's so SWEET!" I wrapped him in arms and wouldn't let him go.

I saw Ribbon pick the dolls up and study them. "Wow, these are so cute. I seriously covet them." She looked at Marx, "Can you make one of me and Kirby? When we're far away from each other we could snuggle a miniature version and—ooh!" She hugged the dolls as tightly as I was hugging Marx and began to cry.

"Ribbon!" I let go and ran toward her, "Don't cry, when other people cry I cry too!" I started to cry, as I said.

Simirror walked over from wherever it was. "Why are you guys crying? Hey, Fumu and Bun aren't here, are they?"

"You heartless girl!" I pointed at Simirror, "You wouldn't understand!"

"Um, okay," She turned to Kirby, "They couldn't come, I guess?"

He shook his head. "No, their parents wouldn't let them. I wonder why…Oh well!"

Simirror shrugged. "Okay, thanks," she left as I wiped my eyes. I looked up at Ribbon who also stopped crying.

"Marx, you have to make them dolls now!" I swung around and hissed at Marx. His eyes widened in surprise.

"Jeez, you just gave me a heart attack, but alright." He came to stand next to me, "After thinking about what Simirror said, Meta Knight didn't come either."

"Kirby?" Ribbon started, "You didn't tell him about the party, did you?"

Kirby placed his paw on his chin and looked thoughtful for a long time. "Oh foo! I knew I forgot something!"

We all groaned. "That's okay; it's only one small thing, right?" I gave everyone a cheery expression. They all seemed to agree.

The rest of the party was pretty boring. I stayed with Marx for most of the time, though not by choice. He just kind of followed me around, being annoying. A few times I felt like yelling at him but I could never really bring myself to do it. Everyone left at around nine and I was forced to say goodbye to each of them, which was almost as annoying as Marx was.

"Dee, do we need to clean up after them?" Marx asked while he sat on the bed. I looked around the room. Streamers and crumbs were scattered all over the floor, not to mention wrapping paper. I groaned.

"No, they're coming back tomorrow to clean for us," I fell down next to him, "Did you know most of the people who came didn't bring me a present?"

"That sucks. Asses," He laid down and closed his eyes. "Okay, goodnight then."

"Hey wait!" I nudged Marx gently but he didn't wake up, "Get off the bed, I want it tonight!" He didn't respond so I picked him up and placed him on the floor, where he continued sleeping. I climbed into bed and wrapped the covers around myself, falling asleep to Marx's snoring.

Author's note: Short, boring and meaningless. It was really easy to write (as you might guess). Things will start to get interesting soon.

Hm, about the last chapter…I was going to use lines from my favourite song (Which is where the idea originated), but it didn't seem to fit anywhere.

Meta Knight: I'm really not in this much…

Dokeshisan: Too bad.

Meta Knight: -_-

Marx: Review, or we'll eat MK!

Meta Knight: Uh-! O_o

Dokeshisan: Please review!