A Magical Angel
Every night I stay awake for just a bit more
The older Smashers think we're all asleep
But the truth is we're not
The door creaks, nearly closed
The light is cut off for us to sleep
But not quite yet
We're not sleeping quite yet
I know
I know that I know
Every night there's something to be said
A wish wanted so badly
I know
They're wishes wanted so badly
Every night I hear one voice quietly speak
My ears would twitch as I hear shuffling; someone getting up
Lucas, Ness, Nana, Popo
Villager, Toon Link
Diddy Kong, Kirby, Yoshi, and Squirtle, too
There's always one wish that needs granting
Maybe a chocolate cake or somebody special
I sometimes hear names
Names like "Tetra" or "Zelda"
The second name I wonder why…
Names like "Claus" or "Dixie Kong"
Sometimes, after a bad day, I hear someone responsible get up
Like Nana or Ness
I hear the window slide open, I think
Or maybe something meaningful is taken out
Sometimes Popo is with Nana
Sometimes Lucas wakes up and Ness wakes up right after
Villgar and Toon Link, too
I hear them talk quietly to each other
I get up, too
Sometimes Squirtle comes with me when I get up
The older Smashers like big Link, Pikachu, DK, and Meta Knight think we're asleep
But when really we aren't
Sometimes, I get up when everybody else is quiet, but probably not asleep
I know
I climb out of my covers and scurry to the window
When I'm at the window, I like to open it
Then it's easier to see all the stars in the black sky
They're like little, bright dots on a black sheet of paper
Only the paper doesn't look sad, it looks happier with the lights
Spotted, like a cheetah, but really pretty at night
Usually, when I go up to the window
I pick out one of the brightest stars in the sky—but only one
I think that if I leave other bright stars for the other children, their wishes will be granted, too
Then I close my eyes, imagining that star, and make a wish
I don't know if stars have power, but somebody magical does
I think that maybe whenever we wish on a star, the owner of that star hears our wish
And I wish, I hope, I'm sure that
Every time we ask really, truly, from the very bottom of our heart what we really, really, really want
The owner of the star grants our wish
Like when Peach made a chocolate cake for us
Or when Master Hand let me, Roy, Dr. Mario, Mewtwo, and Young Link stay at the mansion
I was really happy to stay
Or like that time when Nana wanted a guardian, like I had Pikachu
The star owner granted that wish, too
There was this really special flower that Villager, Lucas, Nana and I took care of
After awhile, we were afraid because it was pretty but it looked like it might die
That flower was too pretty to die
So that night Nana and I got up to wish for it to live
Later Olimar helped us revive our flower
Our prayer worked
I bet it was a magical angel that owned that star
In fact, if you think about it enough, I bet that magical angel watches us every day
I bet they protect us from really, really bad things
Like bad storms
Or Tabuu hurting us badly
Or drowning
Or scary Pokemon like Garbodor or Cofagrigus or Rhyperior
Or Ganondorf wearing a tutu or Wario wearing a dress
That would be scary, but it's never happened
I'm thankful for that
There was also this one time when Toon Link tried to do a skateboarding trick
He got hurt, and we were scared that he was hurt badly
Dr. Mario said Toon Link was very lucky
That's how I know there must be some magical angel out there
A magical angel that not only owns that star, but wants to protect us younger Smashers
Maybe Pikachu has an angel who protects him, too
Maybe everybody does
Since us children have our magical angel, I want to be really good for the angel and make them happy
I bet the other children would want that, too
I guess I've said what I've wanted
I'm pretty sleepy, now
But don't worry
Sometime, soon I hope, I'll talk more about what we do at night
When I fall asleep
I'm sure the magical angel will give me good dreams
I'm sure they'll give the other children really good dreams, too
Goodnight!
Author's Notes: Yes, another poem-like thing! :D Technically, this is a poem to actually celebrate…LUCARIO GETTING INTO SSB4! *dances around* I was super happy when I found this out! Because of rumors of Zoroark replacing Lucario, you could imagine I was pretty worried about that. But Lucario made it! *squeal!* Yay! Okay, enough fangirling, me.
Story basically is, I found out Lucario got into SSB4, so I was overjoyed! In honor of Lucario making it in, I wanted to write a quick story and put it on , only I didn't know what story I could whip up with good quality as quick as a wink (well, okay, that' exaggerating, but you get the point). So instead of thinking of a short story, I looked up some humor story prompts. One prompt said to type in two basically random words, search them up (on the internet) and look at the images. On the spot, I looked up "carving stars". xD Several interesting pictures of stars (and pumpkins…with faces carved in them. xD) came up. The stars inspired me to write a story about, well, this. Only, originally it was going to be a story and not a poem. But, I thought it would be better as a poem.
And like Pichu said, I will add to this as I have a few ideas. So, I don't have any specific questions…or do I? O.o
Well, honestly, I always have questions. So, I want to know what you guys thought of this poem. Not quite angst, not really humor. Just a little poem. What do you guys think of the poem? What do you think of Pichu's idea of a magical angel? If there's anything I should improve for next time, feel free to let me know!
Oh, and also, since I'm so happy about Lucario getting in, I'm going to throw out cookies and other stuff! :D Or…maybe it would be safer to just give it to you. *gives out various cookies, cake, ice cream, and raisins (I bet nobody will get this last joke. xD)*
:)