I thought of this one night, I smiled to myself and thought, "This is so darn cute!"

Meta Knight was silently reading one of his favorite literatures. Sitting under a beautiful oak tree he gently turned each page. The mid-day sun was awfully hot, but the branches and leaves offered him great shade. He heard gentle footsteps, to which were getting quite louder, but without even looking he knew who to expect.

"Metnai-Poyo!", Kirby squealed, gently pushing his book down so he would see him.

"Hello Kirby. Need assistance with anything?"

"Poyo-no. Bun not loud play, Tiff busy. Poyo-bored."

"I see", he sounded quite bit annoyed.

"P-yo, poy-, Meta Knigh play?"

"Maybe later Kirby, but you could sit here if you would like." He enjoyed being around Kirby, sometimes... but only then. Burying his head back into his book he read along as Kirby looked around the scene curiously.

"Poyo- knock knock", Kirby offered a little joke.

"Who is there?" Meta Knight was still looking at his book, but he was paying attention and noticed Kirby had paused for a few moments before responding back.

"Butterfwy poyo!"

"Butterfly who?"

No response. He noticed Kirby hadn't continued his joke, looking up to where Kirby was just sitting, he gazed around the area and saw Kirby dancing around a beautiful turquoise butterfly. He didn't think he would, but he actually giggled.

"Poyo poy!" Kirby jumped trying to catch it.

He was beaming now, smiling and thinking to himself. It was a funny joke.