SMG4 needs someone to help him make his bloopers for his youtube channel so he puts some help wanted posters around the city. Upon seeing these, I go to the castle and request for the job. I end up getting the job and the story of my life with SMG4 and the rest of the gang begins. Rated M for constant swearing, racism, and tons of other bad stuff. The only reason these kind of things are in this fanfiction is because I will be making a ton of references to some of SMG4's videos. This fanfiction is told through the perspective of me, Jordan (Imagine me as Mario or SMG4, but with pink/black clothes instead of blue/white clothes or red/blue clothes. My hat has a J on it instead of an M. Also, im a homeless person.), and SMG4. The chapters will be very short because theres going to be a ton of chapters.

SMG4's POV:

I walked around the castle, trying to find Mario. Then, I saw Toad.

"Toad!" I exclaimed.

"What?" Toad replied.

"Have you seen Mario anywhere?" I asked.

"Hmmm..." Toad pondered. "I think I saw him in the Kitchen..."

"Thanks!" I thanked Toad, then walked into the Kitchen. Sure enough, Mario was in there, eating spaghetti. I tapped Mario on the shoulder.

"What is it?" He said as he whipped around, irritated that I had interrupted him.

"I need your help with something." I said.

"With what?" Mario replied.

"So, you know how I make bloopers for my youtube channel?" I asked.

"Yeah." Mario replied.

"Well, lately its been hard for me to think of any new bloopers. These days, all of the internet memes are boring." I sighed.

"Yeah, I know what you mean." Mario agreed.

"However, I think I have finally thought of a way to fix this." I said.

"How?" Mario asked.

"By getting myself a helper of course!" I announced, proud with my amazing idea. Mario, on the other hand, just stared at me with dull eyes.

"Woo-hoo..." He cheered sarcastically.

"Shut the fuck up!" I demanded before punching him across the room.

"Mama-Mia..." Mario mumbled in pain.

"Jeez! Come on, lets go!" I said.

"Where are we going?" Mario asked.

"You'll see..." I grinned.

"Alright." Mario sighed. "But, can I at least finish my spaghetti first?"

"No!" I shouted. Mario put on the best crying face he could, making me even more mad. "Lets go..."

"Fine..." Mario whined.

My POV:

I admired the city, strolling down the sidewalk. It was a beautiful day. Suddenly, I heard the sound of a car from behind. I turned around, only to see a car heading directly towards me.

"Oh, shit!" Was all I could get out before I got ran over.

"Move, bitch! Get out the way! Get out the way, bitch! Get out the way!" I heard a male voice singing from the car as it continued driving. I stood up, thankfully not hurt from the car.

"Mario, stop! You hit someone!" I heard a second male voice shout. The car stopped, reversed up to me, and two guys hopped out.

"See, hes fine." The red/blue guy told the other one, hopping back into the car. "Lets-A-Go!"

"Are you okay!?" The blue/white guy asked me worryingly, not hearing what the other guy said.

"Yeah, im fine." I said.

"Oh, thank god!" The blue/white guy exclaimed. Then, he hopped back into the car. "Well, I guess we'll be going. Sorry for the trouble."

"Finally!" The red/blue guy sighed. I stared at them as they drove away. Well, that was unexpected. Still though, its the most exciting thing thats happened to me in a long time.