Author's Note:

This is my first fanfiction, and it's finally here!

This story is mainly about the koopalings.

I had this fanfiction's idea in a dream (yeah I'm crazy eh eh), but it's pretty long, or at least I guess so.

Rated T to be safe. It may or may not contain violence.

Disclaimer: I just own the plot and the OCs.

Alright, Let's-a-go!

Solution

Chapter 1: A Person to Be With

It began the same way every other week. A dreary, cloudy day in the Dark Land kingdom.

In said kingdom, the Koopa Castle hallways were silent. Only the sound of the water dripping and hitting ground and building could be heard. Inside was the same as outside- the long, winding hallways were dead. Not a servant seemed to be in sight.

The silence was soon disturbed by a very small, orange spike-shelled koopa passing by. His name was Lemmy Koopa, and he was 16. He was one of eight of King Bowser's children. Despite his age, he was the smallest of his siblings. Sporting his trademark Mohawk and small ponytail- multicolored and bright as the circus ball he used as his main mode of transportation, he rolled along trying to find anyone to play with him.

His first try was going to be to his younger brother Iggy Koopa, but he had recalled him saying earlier he'd be busy most of the day, and didn't want anyone to disturb him. Lemmy was curious, and wondered what crazy experiment he'd be working on, but decided to honor his brother's wishes and leave him be.

Rolling along, he soon reached his other younger brother Larry's room, and figured, 'Maybe he'll play with me... he's usually playing video games on days like this anyways.' So he knocked on the door and waited.

"Who's there?" Larry said from inside the room.

"Lemmy. Can I come in?"

Larry slowly opened the door, and let Lemmy walk in. Even years later, Larry's room was still, more or less, the same.

His room was large for a koopaling his size and age. There was a king-sized bed decorated with black and blue sheets and pillows on it, a large wooden desk with a navy desk lamp on it, along with some scattered papers, pencils and his DJ headset, a rather over sized and empty walk in closet, and his personal bathroom off to the right.

Larry Koopa sat in a large, furry blue chair in front of his paused video game. He was the seventh of Bowser's legacy, and was the second youngest in the clan, at 11 years of age. Even with the five year age gap between himself and Lemmy, he was slightly taller.

He had a sky blue Mohawk-type hairstyle, and his trademark- two blue stars at the side of his head. His spiked shell was light blue, and his eyes were blue.

Larry's pastime was spent looking for new ways to cheat at just about... well, anything, and playing pranks on his siblings. Despite loving being a winner, he enjoys sports and videogames just for the fun of it. At an early age, he began dabbling in music, and became one of the youngest Techno DJs in Koopatropolis. On his free time, he played as a DJ in a spot known as the Electrodrome.

Larry was actually worried when Lemmy came knocking at the door. He had noticed everyone somewhat avoiding him, and figured he was coming to talk to him about it. "So, what's up? You alright, my bro?" Larry asked as Lemmy looked around sheepishly.

"I'm.. well, I'm just bored, that's all." Lemmy answered, trying not to give away too much. Larry smiled at him.

"I was just playing the Wii U. Wanna play with?" Larry asked.

"I don't like video games, remember?" Lemmy replied, shaking his head. Larry groaned and slapped his forehead.

"Yeah, you're totally right..." he said. "But I've gotten really far and since it's raining out, I... kinda wanted to finish this tonight... sorry, bro." Larry said, sincerely apologetic.

Lemmy was disappointed, but shook it off and gave Larry a small, understanding nod. "I get it. Good luck with that, and I'll see you later then."

Watching his brother roll his way out of the room, Larry called out, "See ya later! Sorry about that, man!"

Lemmy left Larry's room and began his search anew. As he rolled past the gym, he heard what appeared to be workout music and the one koopa he really didn't want to be bothered with at the moment.

'Roy's in there, and I don't want to bother him. I guess I should try Morton next...'

Roy Koopa was the third oldest at 15 years of age, and considerably the biggest of his siblings. He had a pink, bald head, two fang-like teeth in the upper of his mouth, and a purple spiked shell. His trademark, his pink sunglasses, was like a third skin for him, next to his shell. Due to his sensitive eyesight, Kamek had them affixed to his face in a sense, unless he was taking a shower or sleeping, in which case he could remove them.

Being the biggest gave a reason- at least to Roy- to bully his older and younger siblings. He despised the color pink, but because he was born with it, chose to live with it his own way- beating anyone who dared to say anything on it.

Lemmy already knew Roy hated being bothered while in the gym, so he kept moving, and eventually reached his brother Morton Jr.'s bedroom.

Morton Koopa Junior, named after his grandfather, King Morton Koopa Senior, was the sixth of Bowser's son, being 12 years old. Physically, he looked nothing like his family- he had a strange birthmark: a star- shaped marking on his left eye, brown skin, and only three hairs standing atop a round, white head. He had four big teeth on the upper of his mouth, two on each side. His spiked shell was black, and his eyes were black.

Since he could talk, Morton gained a nickname from just about everyone in his family: Big Mouth. Morton tended to ramble on... and on... and ON... and usually spent far too long to describe one minute of ANY one event, driving everyone in the castle insane. He also loved eating, especially when he was bored or when the weather was too bad to go outside.

As he walked, he noted the steady beat of the raindrops moving, and smiled to himself. It sounded nice.

Lemmy knocked lightly, thinking Morton was up chattering to himself as usual. When he got no reply, he knocked again, harder this time. There was still no reply.

"Oh, jeez..." Lemmy muttered to himself, banging harder than the last, getting somewhat annoyed. "Come on! Wake up, Morton!" Lemmy shouted angrily.

All he got in response was the echo of his own voice. Lemmy thought for a moment then snapped his fingers. 'He's gotta be in the kitchen. He does tend to eat more when it rains...'

Even thought he dreaded his next option, he sighed and began heading toward the only young sister he had. He paused, still staring at the bright pink door which differed her from her seven brothers.

'Here goes...' he thought as he knocked lightly on the door.

"Daddy, did you get the dress I asked you for?" A quite low voice came from inside the room. He hated when Wendy did that. 'Such a spoiled brat, I tell you...' Lemmy thought, slightly annoyed, but took a deep breath to make his presence known.

"It's Lemmy, can I enter?" Lemmy asked carefully.

"GO AWAY! I'M WAITING FOR DAD, NOT FOR YOU!" Wendy said angrily. Lemmy rolled his eyes and left without another word.

Wendy O. Koopa was the fifth of Bowser's child, and she was the only female child. She was 13. Her spiked shell was pink, and her eyes were blue. She wanted to be the prettiest princess in the universe, but she was just a spoiled, over-dramatic brat in the boy's eyes. She always asked, and she always got. If something wasn't going how she planned in her mind, she was going to throw tantrums till she got what she wanted.

While she didn't completely hate her siblings, Wendy was VAIN. The one thing she hated and would kill her brothers for- when they pointed out her unusually bald head. To cover that, she always left with a huge, bright pink bow... which no one could figure out how she ever got on.

Running out of options and feeling more sad than bored, Lemmy decided to try his only older brother Ludwig's room. Ludwig von Koopa was the eldest of Bowser's children at 17 years of age. He was the potential heir to the Royal Koopa throne, and the strongest magician in the family. His hair was insanely wild and blue, and he had just one tooth smack in the middle of his mouth. His spiked shell was blue, and his eyes were black.

Ludwig loves to think he's a perfect... everything. Being a classical music lover despite being deaf at the age of four, he felt he had a great talent for music, a tabloid his family didn't agree to one bit. He loathed when people disturbed him from creating his 'Koopa Symphonies' if there was no need for it, which seemed to be almost all the time. He also refused to admit they were terrible since he was somewhat tone deaf as a side effect of losing his hearing for a full year. Nonetheless he cared for his family. Roy in particular just liked to annoy him a lot.

He rolled along once more for a few minutes, and soon found him in his music room. The door was slightly left open, so Lemmy knocked.

"Lemmy, how many times I told you to not disturb me while I'm playing my music?! It was just getting perfect till you came and ruined EVERYTHING!" Ludwig said angrily.

"Yikes! Luddy, I'm sorry-" Lemmy quickly regretted saying that, and bolted when he noticed his brother's eyes starting to glow blue.

"How many times have I told you to not call me THAT!" Ludwig screamed, his voice booming down the hall and in Lemmy's head. He thanked his lucky stars, as a blue fireball singed the wall where he had just been.

'... I better let him cool off...' Lemmy thought sadly as he sat in the middle of the hallway, realizing he had two options left, neither of which would help him: Bowser Junior, his youngest brother, and Iggy.

Lemmy quickly scratched Junior off his list. He knew he'd be with their father, like he was any other day.

Bowser Junior, called Junior by his family, was the last and the youngest of the Royal Family at eight years of age. He strongly resembled Bowser the most, right down to his stubborn spirit, and like Wendy, got whatever he wanted... mostly since he was the favorite.

Lemmy bit his lip and decided to check on Iggy to see if he wanted to play with him yet. He hoped he would. Since Iggy's bedroom was not far from where he was, he rolled over and knocked. The door creaked open and Lemmy stuck his head in.

"Huh? He's not here... oh yeah! He's in his lab!" he remembered. Walking carefully through his brother's room, he pushed open a door which lead to another door- a metal one- that blocked entry to Iggy's lab. As Iggy hated when his family barged in without knocking, and because Roy did it anyways, he changed the door to metal which could only be opened from the inside.

Lemmy knocked and waited for a reply. "Yes, who's there? I'm kinda busy right now!" a voice yelled from the other side.

Lemmy chuckled. "It's me, Lemmy. Can I play with you now?" he asked, hopeful his brother finally had some free time for him.

"Ohhhh, Lem! Perfect timing! Come in, I have a gift for you!" Iggy replied. Lemmy wondered what it could be as he waited for Iggy to open the door and let him in.

First chapter done! Woohoo. I can't believe that I just submitted my first story!

I would like to thank 'LuigiWife1551' for the beta read! Thank you so much :3

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See ya~ Ah Ah!