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“...mmh...” Marx opened his eyes, only to quickly close them again. What he looked at was way too bright to look at when one was just waking up. Taking a moment to stand, he opened his eyes again and looked around. “...This isn’t my house.” The place he was in seemed...familiar, but he couldn’t figure out why. Looking down, he saw why it was so bright. The floor was covered in flashing rainbows, and they were moving, as if he wasn’t standing on them. His frown grew. “...No, this definitely isn’t my house.” He wasn’t sure where he was, but he did know that wherever he was, he needed to leave and get back to Pop Star. If this wasn’t Pop Star. “Heeheehee...” He froze. He knew that laugh. How could he not? It was his own. As much as he didn’t want to, he turned around. When he came face-to-face with the one behind him, he stepped back. Now he knew where he was. This was where he was sent during the first True Arena. And the one in front of him...was from a time in his life

“Phase one complete.” Marx watched the constantly-changing sky for a little longer before taking out a beach ball and hopping onto it. He rolled along the path to the Green Greens, soon noticing a few Helpers (a Poppy Jr. and a Parasol Waddle Dee, to be exact) and his friend nearby. “Hey, hey, hey, Kirby!” He turned around at his name. “Poyo? Hiya, Marx!” Kirby looked back up to the sky. The Sun hit the Moon away, brightening the sky again, but the Moon quickly came back and hit the Sun just as hard, darkening the sky just as quickly. He turned back to Marx. “This was enough to get you to notice too?” Marx rolled his eyes as the Poppy Jr. shook his head. “I don’t blame him. It does look pretty bad...” The Parasol Waddle Dee turned their umbrella in their hands. “What do you think they’re fighting about?” At that, Marx looked to the sky, where the Sun had just pushed the Moon back again. “I think I heard the Sun bragging a few days ago that it was more

PM- Kirby! Welcome back! K- Pac! Glad to be back! Adl- You’ve been here before? K- Oh, I didn’t tell you guys? I found this place after my adventure in Patch Land! Mg- Well, that explains why you two seemed to get along better than “two popular game characters finally meet”, like the rest of us felt when we met the other Smashers. You guys actually have a little history! K- Yeah, but then I had to leave for the next adventure I had to go on. Dr- I remember. You were sleeping so heavily that you didn’t notice the sky grow dark until it was too late and there were already ten of you. Coming back to Pop Star after doing...whatever you did here...wherever “here” is, that must have exhausted you. K- Yeah...that and a certain, um...sparring session....How are things over here, by the way? PM- They’ve been great, just like when you came here the first time! We’ve even gotten some new fandoms to have fun with, and everyone’s been just as accepting as ever! K- Poyo, I can see that. I

The young stranger-turned-hero watched his opponent fly out of the castle. At first, he was impressed at how hard he could hit him, but his attention was soon switched to the final Sparkling Star, which glowed in thanks as the crowd’s cheers became background noise. His smile grew as he looked around the audience, and he cleared his throat and gave them a more proper introduction in the form of a song and dance: “When there is something bad around, I’ll be the one to strike it down! If you need help, then I’ll be found: I’m K-I-R-B-Y! Kirby!” The crowd barely noticed if he sang it a little off-key, their cheering increasing in volume, as the other Stars met up with this one. All five of them gathered around him and lifted him into the air. Four of them turned into rope that tied his appendages to a corner of the castle, the fifth guiding him to the middle of the roof and giving him enough energy to turn into a balloon and lift the castle off the mountain. Meanwhile

F- ...mmh...huh?...mm... ???- You’re finally awake, I see. F- ...hm?...?!...Wh-! ???- Calm down, will you? I’m not going to hurt you unless you give me a reason to. F- ...Who are you? What do you want with me? ???- It’s simple. I’ve seen what you can do with a computer. I want you to do something for me. Something big, something that I can’t do, something that none of my men can do. F- ...And if I refuse? ???- ...You don’t even know what I want to ask, and yet you already decide to resist? F- Your “men” are the same guys who took one of my friends away from us, and then took me away from the rest of them, right? Why should I want to do anything you say? ???- Observant little thing. If you refuse, we’re going to keep you here until you give in. If you do what we want, once I get what I want, then we’ll let you go. Does that sound fair? F- ...what do you even want me to do? ???- Ah. About time you asked that. Our