Time: 7:58 PM

Dedede and Kirby were getting very antsy. Meta Knight had kept them in the broom closet for over six hours. Outside, the sun was setting, and everyone in Dreamland was not sitting in a gosh darn broom closet.

"Metty, can we leave now?" Kirby asked. "Can I leave too?" Dedede asked, more aggresivly.

"Not yet." Meta Knight replied, waiting impatiently.

"Dedede's stepping on my feet!"
"Kirby's steppin' on MY feet!"

"I'm hot!"

"I'm hotter due to my larger bones!"

"It's getting late!"

"Yeah!"

"I'm tired!"

"Meta Knight! Kirby's being ugly!"

"SILENCE!" Meta Knight yelled at the two immature individuals behind him. "We will leave when I say it's safe to leave! That… THING is building something, and if we're even in the proximity of it, we could get killed before we even try to face it!"

"But we've been in here for hooooouuuuurs!" Kirby whined.

"Yeeeeaaaah!" Dedede whined in support.

"Meta Knight sighed. Okay, look: In a couple minutes, I'll open the door and look to see if it's done."

Dedede responded to this by punching a hole in the door. "What it the name of the star rod was that for?"Meta Knight asked. Dedede grabbed Meta Knight under his armpits and hoisted him up to be eye-level with the hole. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Meta Knight asked, enraged. "I ain't waiting another second! You want to look out the door? Congrats! You get to do it now!" Dedede replied matter of factly. Meta Knight grumbled angrily and looked out the hole. "Oh, look at that. It's done." Dedede slammed the door open, practically falling out of it. It was rather cramped in there after all. All three of the members of the broom closet club looked at where the hole had been, and saw…

A neon sign.

The sign simply said "The Laugh Club," and was fixed above a fancy wooden door. There was even a small rug in front of the door. It definitely stood out from the cream colored collumns and crimson carpets of the castle halls. As a Star Warrior, Meta Knight knew a trap when he saw one. The doorway was like the luminous bulb of an angler fish, emanating warmth, luring a parade of fools into the abyss.

Much like the two accompanying Meta Knight at that moment!

"OH BOY!" Kirby and Dedede exclaimed almost in unison. The duo barreled towards the door. "Wait!" Cried Meta Knight. The two stopped in their tracks. "Look, allow me to explain something about Dark Matters…"

"That's a Dark Matter?" Kirby asked a bit spooked. "I believe you've fought quite a few, yes?"Meta Knight asked rhetorically. "Well then I'm sure you are aware of their status as 'reality-warping mega demons.' Basically, they can create 'pocket dimensions'. Microscopic, unstable universes that they have complete and total control over. That door? That's an entrance to a pocket dimension. It is of the utmost importance that we refrain from barging in there without oH CRAP DEDEDE NO"

Dedede had put his hand on the wooden door's shiny gold doorknop, engraved with the masks of the infamous Sock and… another Sock. Buskin's mask was strangely not present. "What?" Dedede asked in response to Meta Knight's horrified look. "If some demonic hoo-hah is running around my castle, it's my duty to stop it!" Dedede opened the door more and stepped to the side, revealing a seemingly endless hallway, floored with wooden planks with bare concrete ceilings and walls, stretching into darkness.

"Besides, it's just a hallway! I have plenty of these things! I ain't scared! So come on! Let's get movin' already!" Meta Knight sighed, following Dedede into the very unsafe looking Hallway. Kirby eagerly followed, ready for laughs.

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"Do I look okay?"

"HECK YEAH, PAL! RED REALLY SUITS YOU!"

"NOW PUT ON THE BOWTIE!"

"Okay… How's this?"

"OO-LA-LA! MAGNIFIQUE! JAUN CLAUDE VAN DAMME!"

"Huh?"

"YOU LOOK GREAT, KID!"

"Oh, okay!"

"CHECK YOURSELF OUT IN THE MIRROR!"

"Okay!"

"…"

"Gah!"

~CRASH~

"WOAH, PAL! WHAT'S WRONG?"

"It… it's nothing! I just startled myself… I sure am… smiling… wide…"

"HECK YEAH YOU ARE, MR. HAPPIEST MAN ALIVE!"

"It doesn't seem… normal…"

"HAHAHA! OH, YOU WACKY MORTALS! ALWAYS ALL LIKE 'CHAIRS DON'T FLOAT!'AND 'WHY IS THAT WALL MADE OF INTESTINES?' AND 'I DON'T THINK CARPETS SHOULD BE ABLE TO MELT FLESH!' MAN, THOSE 'LAWS OF PHYSICS' YOU GUYS MAKE UP ARE A RIOT!"

"It kind of hurts, is all…"

"… OH."

"WELL… NEED ME TO GET YOUR PAIN MEDICATION?"

"OH! I COULD UP YOUR PAIN TOLERANCE! WOULD THAT HELP?"

"Maybe?"

"OK!"

"…"

"BETTER?"

"Yeah! A bit better at least…"

"HEY, KID…"

"I'M JUST TRYING TO MAKE YOU HAPPY…"

"BUT…"

"I DON'T KNOW MUCH ABOUT 'EMOTIONS' OR ANYTHING…"

"I ONLY REALLY KNOW ABOUT SMILING AND LAUGHTER."

"SO…"

"IF I'M DOING ANYTHING WRONG, JUST TELL ME. OKAY?"

"Okay."

"GREAT! 8]"

"NOW WE'D BETTER START WARMING UP… YOUR FRIENDS JUST GOT HERE!"

"Really?"

"YEP!"

"…Could I have a bit more time to rehearse?"

"SURE THING! I'LL JUST MAKE THE ENTRY HALL A BIT LONGER FOR THEM!" BY THE TIME THEY GET HERE, WE'LL BE ALL READY!"

"Perfect!"

"Oh… and Grinning Matter, sir?"

"PLEASE, CALL ME A FRIEND!"

"Okay!"

"Thanks for helping me be happier…"

"friend!"

"!"

"HEH…"

"JUST TRYING MY BEST…"

"BUDDY!"