1 January 2017
Happy New Year. It's a short chapter. I didn't want to have another 3-month break before writing again. (laughs)
My favourite part of January is Chinese New Year. I like money and I'm not gonna be an adult for a while. Better grab as much as I can.
Meow (guest): I figured. Only Meow types reaaaaaally long reviews. Funny ones! Ho w d'you know when I update, anyway? Is it magic? It is, isn't it?
E is for Eldritch. There is nothing more horrifying than a cute, pink puffball traversing through space and time, murdering quadrillions.
44: Gifting
of garden supplies that did not quite fulfill its proper use.
The clock read 00:00. Bandana Dee ultimately preferred the 24-hour reading.
"I wonder what I was thinking exactly one year ago."
"Philosophical!" Kirby cooed, flicking the multi-coloured cube's rows round and round aimlessly. "I know what I was thinking of. I was thinking of Bob and his three cousins. Yep, I'm sure that was what I was thinking about… I can't solve this. It's mean and a bully."
What was Bandana Dee expecting with Kirby? "I think I was mulling over your Christmas gift. And the fact that we don't get any snow. Great King went to White Wafers for Christmas so I was left in charge and couldn't leave."
"Ah, my Christmas gift from last-last year! How did you like it? The shovel?"
Should Bandana Dee mention it was beautifully useful when he was employed for plumbing duty? "...It's really helpful. Thank you."
Kirby flicked a few more rows before whining and passing it to Bandana Dee, who began spinning it to solution. "What about last year's? I got you… um… fertiliser! I got you the white ones, right?"
That had ended up as convincing fake snow on the large Christmas Tree in the castle. "That was useful, too."
Bandana Dee passed the completed cube back to the pink puffball, who awed and marvelled at it from all angles before taking it into his own hands and messing it up once more, bouncing on Bandana Dee's bed like he was trying to break the springs.
"So, I'm the best Santa, right?"
"Yeah." Saviour of Bandana Dee's budget when it came to supplies.
"Great! What do you want this year? I've run out of ideas. I think." Kirby swiped the rows left, right, up, down, and then produced cube, each face only having a single colour. "I'd like to see the plants you're growing with what I've given you!"
Squirming, Bandana Dee quickly blurted out, "They haven't grown yet. Why did you ask me to solve it when you can do it yourself?" Could Band-Aid perfect the topic-hop skill?
"I just wanted to see you do it. 'Cause you wouldn't have if I outright asked you if you knew I could." Bandana Dee's expression soured, and Kirby beamed, placing the cube in the centre of the bed proudly. "So? What do you want? Multi-coloured pebbles? They make good decorations if you layer them on the soil!"
Bandana Dee glanced at the pot growing blades of grass on the table by the window. "...A fake plant."