The pinkette happily returned the woman's affection, nestling in close, while a huge grin was plastered across his rounded face. It was always a great feeling to make a new friend, especially when this one didn't exactly have any sort of malicious intentions to rule the planet!
Dedede rolled his eyes where they almost revolved around his sockets. "Ughhh... nah, Ado ain't an adult like ya, but Kirby sees her like some sorta big sistah or somethin' like that. But alas, a youngin' so it dun' count."
Scoffing sharply, he readjusted his own crown, before glancing back at the new duo.
Kirby released the woman only temporarily to rapidly nod his head, obviously agreeing with such hospitality. He then pointed at her house, before the index finger almost landed on her nose.
Then it landed on his belly.
"Think tha pink parasite wan's t'know that if y'got food? Word o' warnin', he's a bottomless pit that it goes int' some othah-wordly Dede-dimension. But, if y'give him a fryin' pan, he can return tha gesture by cookin' ya a biggah batch. That there is, 'less he already eats it up before givin' ya rations."
The King then released a prolonged sigh, before looking at Cappy Town just down the fields, probably a five minute walk.
"Anyway, ya comin'? Ain't sure whut kinda apples did'ja use an' they sure weren't Whispy's! Trust me, y'dun' wanna know him askin' how were those there apples."
A sharp whistle then brought the attention of the Wheelie Bike, a large red motorcycle with one single tyre that seemed to bare an actual eyeball inside! With a seat big enough for around two to three people, Dedede parked himself across, gripping the handlebars.
Audrey was quick to return Kirby’s affection with a nuzzle of her own. He was so adorable! Upon hearing his ‘big sister’ was not a grown woman, she realized she would have to step up and be the responsible adult in his life. “I used cherries, not apples,” she pointed out, unimpressed. “And no. I think it’s best Kirby and I get cleaned up first, then eat something that isn’t a dessert.” She turned her back to the king to carry Kirby over to her house. “How’s that sound, buddy? We’ll clean up and get some protein in our bellies! I don’t have a lot now, but we can have something small, then get more ingredients in town. I didn’t know I’d be cooking dinner for two today. What a nice surprise!”
The King watched the two with furrowed eyebrows, before he felt his heart begin to pang; this lady already received the affection of Kirby, yet he managed to give a predictably-shoddy first impression.
"Aw, well. Your loss, love."
Then a firm grip of the handlebars produced a cloud of smoke which could engulf someone from behind. He raced ahead, leaving the two to their rather jam-covered faces and smoke-covered backs. It seemed that was a little gift he left behind.
Kirby knew exactly what to do so he made gestures and pointed to the ground, wanting to be placed down for once. Upon his sneakers touching the ground, he pointed once again and made a twirling motion with his finger. His hands reached for her sides to try and revolve Audrey, before he skipped directly behind her back.
Audrey would feel smoky weight literally vacuumed off her shoulders, where the results would have a petite pinkie covered in both jam and smoke. Well, he tried to make one of them clean, anyway!
