Unwanted Fame

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6:54. Meta Knight lay in his bed and watched the clock tick closer and closer to 8:00. The sunlight peered in through the window as it rose, the blinds were half drawn. Meta Knight wished he had closed them the night before, maybe it would be easier to sleep. He stood up and walked over to his window to close the blinds. It didn't help much. Meta Knight sighed, he knew that he wouldn't be able to get back asleep so he decided to cook breakfast for Sword and Blade.

7:02. Meta Knight cracked a few eggs over a pan and started to mix some batter for pancakes. Sword and Blade had always said that his food was terrible. Well I mean, they wouldn't say it directly to his face but he could hear them mentioning how bad it was when there was no one else around.

Meta Knight put some vegetables in a pan and added them to the eggs. Then he began to cook the pancakes. He dropped two plops of batter on the pan and watched them carefully. Bubbles began to form on the top of the pancakes and Meta Knight flipped them over. It's not like Meta Knight meant to make his food bad. In fact, ever since he heard Sword and Blade complain he had tried to make it better but to no avail. Everything he had tried had brought pure disgust onto the two knights' faces. That would surprise Meta Knight sometimes, he could see the disgust through their armor.

Honestly Meta Knight didn't mind his own food but he knew that didn't mean much. He was probably the only person besides Kirby who didn't really mind Kawasaki's food. Of course he didn't tell that to anyone because he was afraid they would find that suspicious.

So it was difficult to make food good when (probably) literal garbage tasted fine. That was probably the problem. Meta Knight had always just made food for himself and occasionally someone desperate. It kind of made sense now that he thought about it. Once he cooked for someone they almost never asked for food from him again unless they had their arms chopped off.

Finally all the food was done. Meta Knight placed three plates onto the table and went to see if Sword and Blade were awake. Opening the door, he peered into the room to see Sword and Blade starting to get out of bed.

Meta Knight decided to just wait for them to finish getting ready, plus this would give him a chance to eat before they came. He sat down at the table and lifted his mask a bit to begin eating.

7:15. He finished quite quickly. Too quickly... So quickly in fact that he was still waiting for Sword and Blade to come out. It was alright though, it's better that they took a while than them seeing any part of his face.

After about 15 minutes, Sword and Blade finally came out of the room. They both wished Meta Knight a good morning and sat down.

The two knights glanced at each other before looking down at their plates. They grabbed their forks and sunk them into the eggs. They put the eggs in their mouths.

Meta Knight watched them gag a bit before they tried to compose themselves. Maybe adding sugar and turmeric to the eggs was a bad idea.

Blade cleared his throat, trying to say something but his gag reflexes wouldn't let him. He was very clearly trying not to throw up.

Sword, who was trying to stomach the food, began to speak. "Thank you sir Meta Knight. This was very... good."

Meta Knight sighed. "It is alright if you don't enjoy the food. I can eat it." Meta Knight didn't really mind, he knew he was a terrible cook. At least that meant that no one counted on him to make food all the time. That would be quite stressful.

Sword sighed, "Sorry sir."

Meta Knight shook his head and waved his hand. "Do not worry about it."

7:40. The knights had finished breakfast. It was getting close to the time King Dedede wanted them on set. Sword and Blade went ahead and gave Meta Knight time to prepare himself.