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Here is the beginning to my fic. 
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Chapter 1: The Beginning

Kirby relaxed on the beach, his stomach full, glaring up at the sun, attempting to reach towards its warmth as if it were right in front of him. He yawned. Today had been an especially slow day. King Dedede had done absolutely nothing. He didn’t seem to want to hang out with Kirby, but he never really did---Kirby just thought he did. For once in his life, Kirby waited for SOMETHING, ANYTHING to happen. Where was everybody, anyway? The beach was silent. It must be too hot to even go to the beach. Ah we--

*BOOM*

Kirby looked around. He thought he heard something. Was it his ima-

*BOOM*

There it was again. At first, Kirby started to get scared. A few seconds later, Kirby toughened up and headed in the direction of the Explosion...or whatever it was. He started to get giddy. He would fighting more evil soon. It could be an eldritch abomination or the embodiment of death...or something. He didn’t really care. All he cared about was not being as bored as a rock.

When Kirby reached the explosion crater, however, all he saw was a small purple ball of energy floating in the 10-foot deep crater. Kirby decided to climb down and investigate.

It emitted a large sound a third time, and Kirby fell off as he scraped some dust from his body. The energy ball made a pulsating noise when gotten close to. It made the large noise, and kirby stumbled and landed on his head.

*This is strange.* He thought. He had never seen something like this ever before. It could have been a piece of Dark Matter, but Dark Matter didn’t make noises like that. No matter how much Kirby thought about it though, he just couldn’t figure it out.

His thought were interrupted though, for in a split second and a flash, he was gone.

Meanwhile, up in space...

“Earth. Wanna go home. Space. Too big. Wanna go to earth. Space is lonely. Space very lonely. But. Space. Space is great. Twinkly. Space...” Space core rambled on and on and on.

Wheatley was having a hard time keeping his cool for much longer. They had been in space for an entire year. In fact, today was the day that he had been launched into space a year ago. The big 365 days. Absolutely charming. A trip filled with grief, anger, sorrow, and boredom. Wheatley was desperate to try absolutely anything to go back home. Or at least keep from being bored.

Wheatley tried to count the stars. At first he thought it would be fairly easy. After all, how big could space possibly be? There were only 9 planets in total, plus a ring of comets---which, judging how comets move at an INCREDIBLE speed------Wheatley did not want to get into.  Wheatley suddenly realized the horror, however, when he found out that there were only 9 planets DISCOVERED, as he looked this up on an internet source that was conveniently floating around them--or, they were floating around it, as it was bigger than them. After months of counting and losing track, Wheatley just gave up.

“Is it over yet? Have I woken up from this bloody terrible nightmare?” Wheatley asked himself, as he orbited around Space core for the thousandth time. “I mean, I think by this point I’ve received my fair share of punishment. It’s been a bloody year, for crying out loud! Plus, I’ve got the bloody space fanatic that I’m or--no wait, now he’s orbiting around me. Don’t really know what determines who floats around who. The mass, I think. Ah, well. Can’t say I don’t deserve this. Maybe I deserve two years, or three years, or a hundred years!”

“Hundred years in space!”

“Yes, pal. I get it. It was endearing at first, but now it’s boring and annoying. Y’know, I think my battery is running low...no, it’s fine. which is strange.” Wheatley looked around. “Hey....do you feel something? Cause I’m picking up some really strong energy signals.

“Me too.”

“Oh wow! You can say other stuff! That would’ve been nice to know A YEAR AGO! To have a civilized conversation?” He waited a few seconds. “Lemme check what that is on the power measurer...thing.”

Wheatley’s....eye went wide. “Oh no, this is bad, this is bad! It’s a black hole!”

“Black hole in Sp-”

“SHUT UP!” The black hole was pulling them in. “Well, ol boy, I guess this is it. Nice knowin YOUUUUUUU!”

And just like that, they were pulled into the black hole.

“It’s...dark. That’s a given, though. I mean, it’s not called a black hole for nothing. Although I guess it could be also called that because it’s black on the outside, but due to the fact that you can’t see it unless you check the energy around you, that’s debateabl--

Hey wait a second!”

“Space?”

“Yes, old pal, it is an issue with space! While I was reading ‘The Prince’ by Machiavelli I was also surfing the internet. And I stumbled across something very interesting. When you fall into a black hole, it rips you apart piece by piece, atom by atom, for what seems like years, known as ‘spaghettification.’ Though it would be tasty. It varies, though. It could feel like seconds, which is closer to the realistic time. I don’t feel any pulling-- I don’t even feel any tugging. It’s strange. Lemme turn on my flashlight.”
Wheatley turned it on. He saw a pink...thing. He didn’t know what it was.
“Hello there. Um listen, now might not be the best time for talking, but might as well do something to wait.”
Just as Kirby opened his mouth, though, they were sucked through a tunnel of light.
When Space, Wheatley, and Kirby popped out, there were in a room. Frilly and pink. However, they then looked down to realize they were floating, cartoon style, and promptly fell into a cake. A figure trotted through the door.
“I don’t know who you are, but you’re just in time for the party!”
Wheatley stared. “...What?”

AN: Well, guys, that’s the end of chapter 1! Hopefully I’ll receive some good comments and criticism.
I haven’t decided whether I want Kirby to talk or not. That’s why I decided to put him in situations where he wouldn’t normally talk, though I guess a big explosion would cause a big “Huh?”
So, I’m still undecided about it. I’m also wondering if I got everyone in character.
Anyway, what has happened to the heroes? Will they be hostile to each other? Befriend each other? What dimension is this? Who is the mysterious figure? And what flavor is the cake?

Find out in the next exciting installment.
This is my first fanfic, BTW. I’m really excited.