Eight: Paint Me A Picture, Please! (AKA, Artists, Adorable Villains and Soaking Wet Puffballs Unite to Save a Spider From a Fairy?)
Drawcia awoke to the loud BANG of something hitting her house.
She soon found out, as she looked out the window, that the something was actually a... Bed?
"What in the name of NOVA?"
She teleported outside, landing on the bed. And onto something that was under the mattress.
Looking under, she found an a energy sphere.
"That's odd", she thought aloud. "Why would one of Maggie's energy things be under a bed? Did somebody try to steal it?"
She soon noticed a trail going up the hill.
Tucking the energy sphere inside her dress, she followed it until she found something rather odd.
Falspar.
The puffball was soaking and shivering, lying curled up on the grass, his eyes covered by his hair that had gone limp after getting wet.
Drawcia, taking pity on the Ponyan even though he one pranked her by putting fast acting glue in her paint, picked him up using her telekinetic powers and held him close.
The puffball soon awoke from his restless slumber.
"Drawcia! You need to help me cause IkindapretendedtobeDaranza'sdreamandendedupgettinghertobekidnappedbyanevilfairyand-"
He had climbed up to her face in his desperate plea for help, and so fell quite a long way when Drawcia pushed him off.
"Calm down! You're acting like Kirby does after eating some Jumbo Candy! Take a deep breath and explain in real words."
Falspar did as he was told.
"Drawcia! You need to help me cause I kinda pretended to be Daranza's dream and ended up getting her to be kidnapped by an evil fairy and-"
"Wait, waitwaitwait... What?!" Drawcia was very confused.
"Never mind! We need to get help!"
The puffball grabbed Drawcia by the end of her dress and pulled her into the woods.
It wasn't long before they found the house of the person who Falspar wanted to get help from.
Or at least that's what it seemed like, which confused Drawcia even more than she already was.
"Why do you want help from Magolor?"
Falspar rubbed the back of his head.
"You see, Daranza and I kinda... Kinda..."
He made a face as if he just realized something, and promptly face palmed himself.
"Damn it! We took an energy sphere from Magolor's ship but I left it in the bed that I stole and rolled down the hill!"
Drawcia didn't even question this. She simply pulled the energy sphere out of under her dress and waved it in front of the green Ponyan.
"The energy sphere! But how-?"
"Don't ask." The sorceress answered, putting the energy sphere back into place.
The ship hummed with electricity. The door soon opened.
Falspar and Drawcia floated in. (Falspar was hanging off the sorceress' back. Don't ask why.) Going into the bedroom, they were rather surprised to see Grill, Marx, Salt, Sugar and Pepper sleeping with the Halcandran.
Falspar jumped off of Drawcia and onto the bed, waking the six adorable villains up as he did so.
"Great Ancients!"
"Oh NOVA!"
"What in the name of star blocks- FALSPAR!"
The Ponyan ignored their shouts and started jumping on the bed.
"Guys, you need to help! IkindapretendedtobeDaranza'sdreamandendedupgettinghertobekidnappedbyanevilfairyand-"
"Woah, wait, what?!"
The six were genuinely confused.
"Nevermind!" Falspar cried, jumping onto Drawcia's shoulder. "Now to Castle Dedede!"
...
Adeleine opened her door to find Ribbon standing there with a six armed spider with a scarf, a cape and short, silver bangs.
"Addie, could we please borrow your bed?"
The artist was surprised and confused, (something everybody seemed to be feeling) but let the two inside anyway.
Her house was rather messy, covered in art supplies and paint. The bedroom, however, was significantly cleaner and had a canopy bed in the middle.
Ribbon sat the arachnid down on the bed and pulled the blanket over his shoulders.
"Now then, little spider girl, what is your name?" she asked.
Daranza bristled at the word "girl."
"I do beg your pardon! I am SIR Daranza. I prefer that you do not make that mistake more than once."
"Sir- Oh! Oh, I'm sorry! I didn't realize!"
Daranza shook his head, rubbing the bridge of his nose.
"Ok then!" Adeleine smiled cheerfully. "Could somebody please explain to me what is going on?"
Ribbon turned to her. "This spider and his Ponyan friend stole my bed. He was claiming that the Ponyan was his dream, and I brought him here because he obviously is in need of mental help!"
The artist was confused.
"Wait. Wait, wait, wait... What? He stole your bed?"
"Yep."
Daranza pulled the blanket over his head, trying to hide his embarrassment.
"I do believe that may have been a mistake on my part."
"You don't say." Ribbon grumbled.
Adeleine just smiled.
"You know, I bet I could guess what happened. Shall I get my tools?"
Ribbon nodded her head. Daranza was confused.
"Tools?"
"Yes tools." Ribbon replied. "We're going to paint a picture."