dude, i'm tripping balls
Mr. Meta Knight was just minding his own business, polishing the front of his ship. He did take a break to help with a couple of classes and drink some coffee in the safety of the teachers' lounge, but then it was right back to the Halberd.
He spent an hour up on a ladder, polishing the same spot over and over again. It was some strange shade of green he just couldn't figure out.
"A-HEM," a voice behind him squawked. He looked at the reflection in his (still horrifically green) ship, and...
"Y-Your Highness!" He turned around so fast that he fell off the ladder with a sickening splat. ...Custard...??
"I need a place to stay for a while. You'll take care of my laundry, right?"
"Pardon me?"
"Great! I'll go get my stuff."
"What...?"
"Can't wait to bomb some bo-bongos," King Dedede sank into the ground as he walked away, until he tripped on something and went flying into the horizon.
"..."
He stood up, shook his head and peeled away all the pie plates he had apparently landed in. Typical behavior from the King. He turned around and--
The Halberd started changing right before his eyes. Pink. ...Horns...? Feathery wings...? Meta Knight backed away until his foot hit something with a metallic thud.
"Y-you--!" The greatest warrior in the galaxy... Of course he caught him unprepared. He poked at Meta Knight's stomach with his lance.
"How do you expect to defeat me looking like that? What a disappointment."
"I'll manage," He picked up his sword, not even questioning how it got there. He swung at Galacta Knight once and missed completely. With one swift whack of his lance Meta Knight's sword shattered to pieces.
"A complete disappointment. What are you accomplishing here? Go home. Even the boy beat you."
"I--"
"Don't bother." He got into the Halberd, now a spitting image of himself, and began backing up into the inky blackness of space.
Meta Knight grabbed the front of the ship and pulled with all his might.
Anyone unaffected by the awesome shroom party will see Meta Knight falling off a ladder, talking to some rocks, and then scuttling over to play an infinite game of tug-o-war with his ship.
He spent an hour up on a ladder, polishing the same spot over and over again. It was some strange shade of green he just couldn't figure out.
"A-HEM," a voice behind him squawked. He looked at the reflection in his (still horrifically green) ship, and...
"Y-Your Highness!" He turned around so fast that he fell off the ladder with a sickening splat. ...Custard...??
"I need a place to stay for a while. You'll take care of my laundry, right?"
"Pardon me?"
"Great! I'll go get my stuff."
"What...?"
"Can't wait to bomb some bo-bongos," King Dedede sank into the ground as he walked away, until he tripped on something and went flying into the horizon.
"..."
He stood up, shook his head and peeled away all the pie plates he had apparently landed in. Typical behavior from the King. He turned around and--
The Halberd started changing right before his eyes. Pink. ...Horns...? Feathery wings...? Meta Knight backed away until his foot hit something with a metallic thud.
"Y-you--!" The greatest warrior in the galaxy... Of course he caught him unprepared. He poked at Meta Knight's stomach with his lance.
"How do you expect to defeat me looking like that? What a disappointment."
"I'll manage," He picked up his sword, not even questioning how it got there. He swung at Galacta Knight once and missed completely. With one swift whack of his lance Meta Knight's sword shattered to pieces.
"A complete disappointment. What are you accomplishing here? Go home. Even the boy beat you."
"I--"
"Don't bother." He got into the Halberd, now a spitting image of himself, and began backing up into the inky blackness of space.
Meta Knight grabbed the front of the ship and pulled with all his might.
Anyone unaffected by the awesome shroom party will see Meta Knight falling off a ladder, talking to some rocks, and then scuttling over to play an infinite game of tug-o-war with his ship.