BREAK, C'MON, ooooh~!

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[The P.A. system crackles to life! What is this music spreading across the school right now? Doesn't it just make you want to do everything in a perfectly rhythmic fashion?]

HeyheyheyHEY! Sumabura, so glad you could join me because this is! Your new! Schoooool music station, Rhythm Heaven!

I am the Yellow DJ, but since we're gonna be friends an

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[Marth doesn't dance, so.

He's just going to stand over here all awkward and stuff. Basically, he's going to stand around like he's Marth.

And wonder. Why there's music everywhere?]

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No, no. Do not apologise. You are who you are. Be proud of that, at all times, even if you do not have round ears as I do.

[He leans over to pat Dee gently on the head. Or maybe that's his body. WHY DO SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE ACADEMY HAVE STRUCTURES HE IS UNACCUSTOMED TO?]

We will simply need to find a way for you then as well. Perhaps some tea to lull you into a rather deep sleep...

[waddlepaddle]

[Oh my gooooosh head pats. Dee raises his paws habitually. He loved head pats SO MUCH.]

Tea? Tea can do that? What kind of tea?

Oh, uh... and thanks. That means a lot.

[aestheticemblem]

Chamomile, I think...

[Marth scratches the bottom of his chin in thought.]

I could look into that for you.

[waddlepaddle]

You could?

[AHHH. Dee brightens up with glee and hops up and down. That sounds so exciting!]

Wow! I mean... wow. That's really nice of you, mister... guy.

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[What a cute little thing. Marth is a bit amused at the way he jumps around.]

Marth. I am Marth.

[He bows, even to such a cute little thing.]

It is a privilege.

[waddlepaddle]

[Oh... wow. He was being bowed to. He was used to doing so for Dedede and the like, not being the receiver of it.

He hesitantly gave a bow in return.]

It's nice to meet you, too, Mr. Marth. I'm Waddle Dee. Uh... I don't really deserve being bowed to, though. I think.

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Waddle Dee. What a very quaint name, and yet, somehow endearing.

[How could Marth expect anything less from a creature with no ears and basically is just a glob with feed and bulbous hands?]

All people deserve to be treated with respect, unless they have somehow lost that privilege. You treated me kindly. I shall do so as well. It is the right thing to do.

[And he says it so easily, like kindness is a sword that he has wielded for his entire life.]

[waddlepaddle]

[Oh my gooood Dee's face is on fire. HE HAS NEVER GOTTEN THIS KINDNESS BEFORE. At least not of the caliber of being bowed to.

It isn't to say he doesn't appreciate it, though.] Well, I guess then... yeah, I guess you're right. I mean, you're nice, so I want to be nice, too.

[Gosh. So friendly.]

[aestheticemblem]

That is generally how it seems most would feel. Generosity, consideration, and kindness are all things akin to smile. Infectious.

[Rather like a delightful disease, but things are going so well that Marth finds no point in destroying how things are.

He finally turns and gestures to DJ Yellow.]

Now then... I think we will have to make do for the time being, Dee. It seems he is here on an extended visit...

[waddlepaddle]

[Dee kind of wishes he could smile. To smile because of kindness... he bets that it feels nice.]

Yeah, you're right. I think I'll just use pillows and tea and stuff. Yeah.

Thanks... a lot. You're nice.