He remembered Marx telling him of someone named Kirby, the "Pink Demon" who held incredible power. Upon asking, he'd confirmed that this new fellow was in fact Kirby, and he was overjoyed. An idea began to form.

He'd also learned that the red robed man was the King of this land, and the Knight was his most loyal. And the Bandana wearing Waddle Dee was on his way to self discovery.

This was an utmost perfect situation. Kirby was overly generous, and the King was somewhat dimwitted, though the Knight was far too suspicious of him (rightfully so), and so was the Waddle Dee, though to a lesser degree.

This was going to be easy.

It was not easy. Sure, Kirby was powerful, but he did his best to avoid hurting people. He also had a tendency to fall into deadly pits that he had to pull him out of. Another thing he noticed was that Kirby was a klutz, and often got hurt, even with his buddies trying to keep him out of harm's way. A solution to that? Health potion.

"Boom, I'm a genius."

Meta Knight inspected it closely, "Are you sure this is safe?"

"Honestly? I have no idea."

Kirby's eyes lit up, "Down the hatch!"

"KIRBY NO!"

Kirby had already drank it, "Hmmmm, doesn't taste like anything, is a little zappy though. I do feel a bit... better? Like I could take a few more hits."

"Dang, that's great then!"

"SIRE!"

Meta Knight and Bandee didn't drink the potions.

"Well, just hold on to them incase you change your mind." Magolor said with a wink.

"I don't trust him, sire."

"Yeah? Me neither, but he's been real helpful!"

"I'm still convinced these potions are poison."

"Oh come on guys! If it's poison, I'd know."

"Kirby, you'd eat anything! Heck, I even saw ya eat a empty tin can!"

"Bah, whatever! I just hope we can be friends."

"Hey, Kirby? I hope we can stay friends after all this, okay?"