[h2]King Dedede--Yggdrasil[/h2]

Sometimes, King Dedede wished these distances weren't so darn [i]long.[/i]

Upon arriving at the crime scene, Dedede bent over, leaning on his large mallet, placing the head on the ground and panting. "I'm outta shape!" Dedede wheezed to himself. Catching his breath, he wiped his brow and hefted his hammer over his broad, robed shoulder. Approaching Gerhardt and Subaru, Dedede placed a hand on his round hip. "Now, this here looks to be some curious criminal conundrum. I just got here; you mind giving me a bit of a brief on the situation with this beastly blight I heard on the way in?" Dedede took his mallet off his shoulder. "Dedede," he said, jabbing a yellow-gloved thumb at himself. "King Dedede. That's me, by the way."