A/N: Hello everyone! This is my very first fanfic and what better way to start than in the Kirby series? Now, this takes place six months after Kirby has defeated Nightmare in the anime and as such Cappy Town has mostly recovered from the aftermath. I hope you guys have a blast reading it! It was a blast for me to write for your enjoyment!

Disclaimer: I, Vulaan Kulaas, do not own Kirby or anything of the sort. That enjoyment belongs to HAL Laboratory and Nintendo, those lucky people. If I would've been lucky enough to own Kirby, I would've made sure there was more Father/son moments in the anime.

NekoSmeet from DeviantArt has some of the cutest Meta Knight and Kirby father/son pictures, so I'd check 'em out.

Cappy Town was always the most peaceful place in Dream Land on the planet Pop Star, and today was no exception as a figure watched the townspeople come out of their houses in the shadows. The masked knight was silent as a ghost with his cape around him while a few children started to run about with that soccer ball, and he noticed Tuff wasn't with them as usual. Meta Knight then remembered that Tiff and Tuff were both sick with colds today, and it was pretty early in the morning.

'Hmm..It's very unusual for Kirby to not be up at this time.' The elder Star Warrior thought to himself, but didn't think much of it. After all, the young Star Warrior enjoyed sleeping in on occasion and today seemed to be no different. However, a nagging feeling told him that something was wrong with Kirby. Shaking it off, he frowned underneath his mask while looking up at the sky. Dew was still on the grass, and the sky had the colors of pink, gold and light blue as the sun began to rise over the horizon. Even though Nightmare and his company was destroyed, he was still on guard for any rouge Demon Beasts that may try to attack.

Turning around while in his thoughts, the male began his trek towards King Dedede's castle at a quick pace. The last time he had seen Kirby was in a room, and the young child had gone to bed at an early hour so why wasn't he up? No matter, sooner or later he will be playing with the other children as he normally would. There was nothing to be worried about, none whatsoever.

It was now in the early hours in the afternoon, and most of the Cappies hadn't seen or heard from Kirby at all. That was quite troubling to the knight as he finally walked towards the room he was in. Opening the door, he calmly walked inside while moving things out of his way. "Kirby?" He rumbled,noticing that there was a lump in the bed that was shaking. "Kirby, wake up." He climbed onto the bed and pulled the covers off the child,and he had to avoid letting out a swear word as he saw the state he was in.

"P-Poyo...Meta...cold...poyo.." Kirby whimpered as his glazed blue eyes looked upon his mentor, his pink face was a dark red due to his high fever while sweat poured from him. Coughing weakly, he attempted to snatch the covers back from Meta Knight but he could barely lift his little stubs as he shivered. Keeping calm, the knight rushed off the bed to find a bucket, a few pieces of cloth and a sink to fill the bucket with cold water.

Quickly returning with the things he was looking for, he had to fly a bit since the bucket was pretty heavy due to all the water. Dipping the cloth into the cold liquid, he began to feel angry at himself. Why hadn't he checked on Kirby sooner, assuming nothing was wrong while he was in here all by his lonesome for hours? Sick as a Scarfy, probably wondering where he or the others were at while his fever slowly got worse as the time passed! His amber eyes flashed red due to his anger, and he had to quickly calm himself once he put the cold cloth onto Kirby's forehead. Guilt twisted his insides as the boy let out a relived sigh, enjoying the short relief from the blistering heat that his illness was mercilessly torturing him without pause.

'Kirby, I'm so sorry for not being with you here sooner.' He thought with sorrow, his eyes now a dark gray from his sadness. He wouldn't die, of course not! There was no way, this child faced down Nightmare himself and lived! He fought Demon Beasts nearly each week six months ago, sure he may have gotten hurt but there was in no danger of him going to the afterlife. But...but now with his fever being so high there was a chance... Meta Knight shook himself out of those dark thoughts as he distracted himself by trying to get this blasted fever down, while Kirby drifted off into an uneasy slumber.

While time seemed to have flown by before he found him, now it crawled on at a torturous pace as the caped Star Warrior stayed by the young one's side. He would dunk the water out the window when it started to become warm, and he would refill it with more cold water. Many times he made the trips, and his fever finally seemed to be coming down by the time night had fallen over Dream Land. Kirby stirred a bit, and he blinked in surprise as he saw his mentor. "Meta..poyo?" He croaked out as he became fully aware of what was going on.

"Kirby! Thank goodness you're alright." He said softly, checking the boy's temperature. He let out a mental sigh as he realized that by the next morning, his fever would finally break. "Now, get some more rest young one. You'll need your energy to play with the other children." He replied while beginning to rub Kirby's forehead softly, and he was rewarded with a child smiling warmly at him before he began to drift off once more.

Around five in the morning, Meta Knight slowly returned to the waking world since he had fallen asleep by mistake. Moving with the swiftness of one that has fought in many battles, he came face to face with a now pink faced Kirby. "Meta! You're awake, poyo!" He chirped happily, his blue eyes sparkling as he gave him a big hug. Meta Knight froze in surprise, but quickly hugged him back since there was only the two of them.

After letting go, he cleared his throat and said "Come now, your friends must be well by this time." He jumped off the bed, and then caught Kirby when he decided to mimic his actions a few seconds later. With a sigh, he began to walk out of the room with the smaller Star Warrior leaning against him for he was still weak from his battle with his fever.

Even though they walked at a slow pace towards the town, Kirby looked about with glee while trying to speak with his mentor. He would nod at him, but inside he was so relieved to see him alive. If he had been even an hour late in finding him, he would've found his corpse. The very thought of him dying while he was so young made him want to shiver, but he manged to pull himself together. Kirby was alive at this moment, not being buried into the ground. When they finally made it outside, the kids quickly rushed on over towards the two Star Warriors. Nodding, Meta Knight let him go to play with his friends and he quickly ran off to do so.

Later into the night, Kirby found his mentor looking out over the town, on the hill and in solitude as usual. Quietly, or as quietly as he thought the young boy walked up towards him while holding a rather huge watermelon. "Meta, poyo!" He squeaked, while the said knight turned around in slight surprise.

"Kirby? Why are you here so late?" He rumbled, while the boy put the fruit down onto the grass.

"Wanted...to..thank..you,poyo. For watching...after...poyo." He replied, still struggling with learning how to talk. Kirby then nudged the fruit towards him, and he asked sweetly "Do you want to...share..poyo?" Feeling touched by this gesture, Meta Knight grabbed Galaxia and cut the fruit in half, quickly grabbing his half before Kirby inhaled it along with his.

"Thank you." He replied, turning around to eat his half of the treat. He didn't want Kirby to look at his face while he ate, and once he was finished he pulled his mask back down before he sat down. He soon felt Kirby plopping down next to him and snuggling up to his side. It was a bit chilly that night, so Meta Knight quickly wrapped him up in his cape. Hearing the crickets chirping, and the overall peace had the child out like a light, and Meta Knight soon found himself doing the same but without having one last thought go through his mind.

'By tomorrow, everything will be back to normal. The king will want to fuss about something stupid, while Kirby will just be running about with his friends.' But, after the events that took place...maybe 'normal' would be the best thing to happen. Yes, in this kind of town that seems to be a trouble magnet..peace and normal would indeed be the best thing.

A/N: Yes, I know it's not much but I wanted it to be short and sweet. So I hope you guys enjoyed the father/son moments in this! Who knows, I might type up another one with Meta Knight and Kirby in the future.