The time where both the moon and sun were fighting had come, you and your little friends were watching as the moon and sun collided into eachother repeatedly like two children fighting for their favourite seat... then Marx came over, bouncing on her ball professionally and happily, she was a master at ball-hopping and using the ball to move around. Her attention was focused on the little puffball next to you, Kirby.

"Hey, Hey, Hey! Can you make peace between the sun and moon? You'll need to ask the- Oh! Hiya there, sweetie!"

She waved at you, you were her boyfriend and partner in crime after all! How maliciously and evilly sweet?