17 June 2015

"Why was he cleaning the windows in the last chapter?"

Kirby likes to leave a good impression. He doesn't really want to be classed as "Worst and Most Unhelpful Enemy Who Does Not Clean Your Windows".

06. Caring

of suspiciously healthy plants.

Bandana Dee really liked plants.

It might've been a weird interest, but Bandana Dee found it reasonable. Plants were living creatures, yet they didn't really act like one. Sure, they grew, reproduced, they could die, but they didn't really... do anything. They couldn't really move freely, no. Or maybe they could. Maybe they just didn't move because they had no reason to. But then why didn't they run from forest fires? Maybe they couldn't move after all?

In short, Bandana Dee really liked—or had a huge interest in—plants.

Apart from those carnivorous plants Kirby was so obsessed about.

"I don't really understand why you're so onto carnivorous plants, especially when you're a farmer."

Kirby glanced back at Bandana Dee, who had reclined into one out of two of Kirby's chairs. "I don't really understand why you're so adamant about visiting me every day off you're given," he retorted, turning back to where he was trying to split open a watermelon seed.

"Well, that's... because." Bandana Dee uncomfortably shifted in his seat, wincing as he took a look around Kirby's house—or room, rather. It was small, and crammed full of things Bandana Dee wouldn't consider necessary. It was harder to walk around Kirby's house than to take a hike to reach Nutty Noon.

Humming, the pink puffball apparently wasn't very thrilled at Bandana Dee's terrible answer.

"Well, there are many carnivorous plants around Pop Star, if you've seen them. I guess you're too cooped up in the castle to actually know. When I have to save Pop Star another time, maybe you should come along. I know the general area where they are."

The way Kirby talked about saving the world like it was just going to a playground unsettled Bandana Dee.

The waddle dee didn't reply, but only because he wasn't really against the idea. Although, looking at it from a realistic point of view, it'd probably never happen. If the king ever saw him aiding Kirby, or following him, it was out of the castle for Bandana Dee. Maybe if someone somehow persuaded the king? Or if the king himself went along with them?

Kirby's sudden piercing shriek alarmed Bandana Dee's instincts, and the waddle dee managed to somehow use his amazing parkour skills to leap over all the trash in Kirby's house to where said puffball was. He was crouched over a small plant, which seemed perfectly healthy apart from the fact that it seemed that one of its leaves had somehow dropped off.

"He died!" Kirby wailed. "Bob died!"

You named your plant?

Bandana Dee edged closer to the small plant, peering at is carefully. Apart from that one leaf, everything else seemed okay, and...

You named your plastic plant?

"I killed him!" Kirby continued bawling. Bandana Dee knew Kirby was never serious about anything apart from his income and when it came to saving the world, but this situation was just... no.

"You can't kill a plastic plant, Kirby," Bandana Dee reassured, wondering how the leaf even fell off in the first place.

A hiccup, then a sniff, and Bandana Dee thanked Kirby didn't have a nose similar to Dedede's, because if Kirby did, there would be tears and boogers running all across his face, and Bandana Dee would cry at the fact that Kirby would look so darn ugly, and then they'd both be crying at each other for the next hour or so.

Kirby sniffed, and finally snapped back, "My fake plant died because I didn't pretend to water him!"