A/N: Hey guys! Here I am with something new, and this is my first attempt at humor so tell me what ya'll think! Oh, and for those that are waiting for the next chapter of Vengeful Warrior, Protective Father I will get back to it. It's just that life has been busy and I'm kinda suffering from writer's block...yeah, not fun but I'm trying to get back to it. Oh! By the way, this takes place during the anime but it's an AU, where Garlude and Jecra never died and the duo are in Dream Land with Meta Knight.

Disclaimer: *Points at my other fanfics*

The cover art was created by Metanaito-kyou, and it's very lovely!

The different colors on the clouds promised a beautiful day that would grace Dream Land, since the sun was beginning its lazy rise over the horizon. A pair of blue eyes looked upwards, frozen in awe at the sight before him. The figure next to him almost seemed to be in the same state, but even he had to admit this was the most gorgeous sunrise he had seen during the thousand years he's been alive, and based on how he was in the Galaxy Soldier Army for many of those years it made him appreciate the small things in life. This sunrise was something that many creatures on this planet took for granted, since elsewhere in the universe many others weren't so fortunate.

The duo were torn out of their thoughts when a voice suddenly called out from behind them, "Kirby! You're up early, which is very unusual. Senior Blueberry is the early riser!" Kirby squeaked in surprise before the duo turned around, but Meta Knight sighed to himself in annoyance as Jecra walked up to them with a huge grin on his face. That look in his eyes along with the smile confused Kirby after he had recovered from the surprise, but Meta Knight knew that look far too well; his friend was up to something and he was sure that he wouldn't like it. "Brr...kinda chilly this morning, eh? Want some hot chocolate?" He asked the pink child, and he nodded happily at this.

With a grin, Kirby began to follow the Knuckle Joe towards the castle while Meta Knight stayed back. Frowning, he turned around and looked at his father figure. "Do you want some hot chocolate too, Meta Knight?" He asked, worried that the older knight was cold this morning. Almost like he could sense it, the warrior smiled slightly underneath his mask.

Letting out a soft chuckle he replied, "I suppose it won't hurt to indulge in a sweet beverage every now and then." Out of habit, the knight looked at the village that was beneath the hill they were on. He wound up letting out an 'oof' as he was tackled into a hug by his son, and he found himself surprised that he still thought of the young child as his own. It wasn't because his male friend had a son of his own, of course not! Shaking himself, he noticed that Kirby was skipping happily towards the castle. With no time like the present, he quickly walked after the boy.

"Jecra, stop annoying the Waddle Dees!" That was a voice Kirby and Meta Knight knew well as they walked into the kitchen, and there was the sound of someone getting slapped upside the head. Kirby giggled, while Meta Knight felt the urge to face palm.

"Ooow...Garlude! Hitting me is a crime against my dashing good looks!" He pouted, rubbing the area that had gotten hit. There was a snort of laughter, and they turned around to see Kirby giggling up a storm. Garlude smiled at him, and she walked up to him with a mug.

"Good morning Kirby! I see you dragged your father outside to see the sunrise, hm?" Her guess was right at the nod and smile from the said child. The lavender woman gave her husband a smile, but she didn't say anything to him. Meta Knight's ego wasn't as large like Jecra's was, mind you but he didn't like to be the center of attention unlike him. Feeling highly amused, she guided Kirby to a chair and after he sat down she gave him the mug.

"Be careful, it's very hot. I don't want you to burn your tongue and throat." She warned, and Kirby heeded her advice. She and Meta Knight were like the parents he never had, Knuckle Joe was the cousin, Jecra was the awesome uncle and Sirica was the older sister he always wanted. As the group of four drank their hot chocolate, a question suddenly popped into his mind...one that he had forgotten until now. After he swallowed his drink, he quickly asked it.

"Um..Meta Knight? Where do babies come from?" Meta Knight choked on his drink, a lot of it spewing out and hitting Jecra on accident. Garlude had luckily swallowed her gulp down before the question, but she was struggling not to laugh at them. Poor Meta Knight was coughing and trying to inhale, while Jecra was wiping the hot liquid off of him.

"W-What was the question, Kirby?" He asked, praying to Nova it wasn't what he thought. Oh, please let a Demon Beast jump through the window or something! Sadly for him however, fate was not on his side.

Smiling happily, he asked it again. This was a time he was so grateful that his mask covered his face, so that way Kirby couldn't see how embarrassed he was. For crying out loud, he had to tell his child about the birds and the bees! Groaning to himself, he supposed it would've been worse...preparing himself mentally, he hoped that his son wouldn't be too scarred for life.

"You know how a male and female's voices sound different, correct?" He asked, and Kirby nodded at him. "You see Kirby, a male and female have different...body parts as well." The knight slammed his masked face into the table at the puzzled look on the pink hero's face, while the other warriors were snickering at him. Oh, why did he have to ask that question? There was one thing he knew, however.

This was going to be very, very awkward.

Some time later, Kirby stared at him in shock. "I know why you had such a tough time telling me this!" He gasped, and seeing the puzzled look in the knight's eyes he finished with an innocent statement, "You must be a virgin, like me!" There was dead silence, then the sound of hysterical laughter filled the air. It was from, you guessed it, Jecra. The Star Warrior was on the ground, grabbing his stomach like he was in pain.

"Ahahahaha! Sweet Nova...my ribs! Meta Knight's..not a virgin..." He couldn't continue, since he burst back into laughter once more. Garlude had a hand over her mouth, but her shoulders were shaking with silent hysterics. Poor Kirby wondered if he had said something wrong, since Meta Knight looked like he wished a hole would open up and swallow him.

Feeling bad, he walked up to him and hugged him. "I'm sorry dad...I didn't mean to make you upset.." Recovering somewhat, he patted the child on his back with a soft chuckle.

"It's alright Kirby, you were just speaking your mind...no harm in that." Before Jecra could react, Meta Knight then smacked his friend in the face with a pillow, but he turned towards him with a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "Not another word Jecra, not another word." He warned, but Kirby giggled at the silliness of it all.

"Aww, but you know it's true-" He yelped at the next swing, but grabbed his own pillow with his own mock angry glare. "Alright, that is it! You will be doomed by Mr Fluffy!" Letting out a war cry, he lunged at Meta Knight and swung his pillow. Letting out a happy cry, Kirby grabbed two pillows and gave one to Garlude before he jumped into the fray. Letting out a soft laugh, the female knew this playfulness was rare with Nightmare's Demon Beasts being called into the village every week.

But doggone it, life was too short to be fighting all the time. Seeing this made her remember why they fought for peace, and she was going to use every bit of power to help bring Nightmare down.

Seeing that innocent, happy smile spreading across the boy's face gave her hope for Nightmare's fall. Hope for the universe's future. Hope...was something to be treasured during this dark time. Her thoughts came to a screeching halt as a pillow smacked her in the back, and she whirled around to see Kirby with a mischievous smirk on his face. Lavender eyes narrowing, she lunged at him with a playful growl. Squealing with surprise, he quickly booked it as he tried to avoid getting hit.

Back with the two older males, Jecra cried out in horror as his pillow ripped in half. Feathers now all over the floor, he glared at his friend and snarled, "No! Mr Fluffy, I'll avenge you!" Meta Knight couldn't help but wonder how in the world did this childish Knuckle Joe survive the length of the war with the way he acted? Shaking himself, he grunted in shock as a new pillow smashed into him, sending him flying into Kirby by accident. Then Kirby wound up slamming into Garlude, causing the trio to crash onto the floor in a heap. Striking a pose, the Knuckle Joe laughed at his victory.

"Hah ha, puny mortals! You were no match for my awesomeness, now bow down before me!" He cackled, but it turned into a squawk as Garlude kicked him in the shin, now causing him to fall. With a rather scary grin, the female replied rather smugly.

"I believe it's now a tie, so called Gaming Lord."

Thanks to Kirby, the group of four pretty much played different games all day but they still got some training out of it. It was now Kirby's bedtime, and when Meta Knight walked into the room the boy was already half asleep. Stirring slightly, he smiled at him as he sat down next to him. "Did you have fun today, Dad?" He wondered, and the grin grew wider at the nod he received from his father figure.

"It was...surprisingly enjoyable. I've almost forgotten what it was like to let loose once in a while." He rumbled and out of habit he began to rub the boy's forehead to help him sleep, like he had done when he was an infant and he couldn't get Kirby to settle down. Not long after, the child drifted off to sleep. He was about to get up, but he realized that the child had him in a death grip and he wasn't going to let go of him.

He could push him away, but seeing how content the boy was changed his mind. The sounds of the gentle breeze had him realize that he was more tired than he thought, for he let out a small yawn. Lying down next to Kirby, he wrapped the duo in the blanket and found himself drifting off. His last thoughts were before he went to sleep was about the child.

If Nightmare thought he could get his claws on Kirby, he had another thing coming. He would rather die from torture than have that demon slowly tear away every shred of innocence from him, and he would protect that child with everything he had.

That was a promise he vowed would never be broken, no matter the cost.

A/N: Wow, things got a wee bit serious at the end! Once again, tell me what you think and I hoped you guys enjoyed this!