Disclaimer: I do not own the Koopalings (as much as I'd like to) or any Mario character for that matter. Oh, and by the way… I don't own Tylenol either. But this story is mine, hear me, MINE! (Just the story)

Chapter 1: Iggy's Joke Backfires

It was a cold day in Ice Land; the landscape was active and everything was blurry. The whiteout covered all visibility. Inside the castle, the 'twins', Lemmy and Iggy, were having an interesting conversation.

"I'm bored," Lemmy told his brother as he yawned sleepily. "Oh god, I'm so bored!" he complained again.

"How about we pull one on Wendy?" Iggy asked absentmindedly.

"She's not here," Lemmy answered simply. He yawned again; the boredom was getting the better of him.

"On Roy?" Iggy asked, not really thinking of the consequences.

"Are you crazy, or do you just want to die?" Lemmy said loudly, almost laughing at his brother's suggestion.

"On Morton?" Iggy asked again.

"It's getting old. We prank him all the time," Lemmy sighed.

"On Ludwig?" Iggy carried on in a more mischievous tone.

"He's too weird; he might tangle us in his hair to death," joked Lemmy.

"On King Dad?" Iggy asked desperately.

Lemmy merely gave him a look you'd give an alien from outer space. Iggy now felt like giving Lemmy the snow beating of his life.

"How about we get out of here?" Iggy groaned.

"No can do, bro." Lemmy replied. "I mean… I can survive the temperature, but YOU can't get through such a harsh blizzard." Lemmy replied with the carelessness that characterized him. Iggy slumped back on the floor. They preferred being in Lemmy's room as opposed to the throne room. It was less crowded. Lemmy sat on his bed looking down at his little brother. Iggy lightened up suddenly. His face turned into a mischievous shape, and it was easy to tell that he had an idea. Iggy went over to the walk-in closet to the right wing of Lemmy's room and locked the door behind him.

"Hold on a sec," Iggy said to Lemmy just before he entered the closet room. Lemmy knew that Iggy was a 'silent joker'. Iggy calculated the right time and place for the perfect joke so that its results were excellently well-done.

In a few moments, Lemmy's anxiousness was worthwhile. Iggy walked out looking surprisingly familiar. He had painted red stripes on his cheeks and his hair re-arranged. He now looked identical to Lemmy (with the exception of his glasses). He had a ball in one hand and a stool with an ashtray in another. Lemmy eyed him suspiciously. Iggy put the ashen ashtray on the floor and balanced on his ball on top of it. Iggy placed the stool behind the ball so that Lemmy (who was now standing next to the bedroom door with an innocent smile on his face) could not see the stool behind the ball. Iggy climbed on it and took off his glasses.

"Here Lemmy, put these on," Iggy said gesturing the glasses in his hand. "Now… all we have to do is call someone up here."

"I'm quite impressed. It even looks like me," Lemmy said, admiring Iggy's work. He grabbed Iggy's glasses and placed them on his nose bridge. "It had to be you man," Lemmy complimented him, when suddenly…

BANG!

The door flew open, causing Iggy to fall off the stool and onto the ball. Instead of pretending to ride a ball, he was REALLY ball riding. It was easy to tell that he was freaked out about riding a ball, especially without his glasses. Lemmy whirled around and pulled out his freeze gun in a half-second. To his dismay, however, Iggy's glasses would not permit him to see what he was pointing at. The "twins" felt nets wrap around them. They heard a gruff voice coming from the door.

"Take the ruler of Ice Land. We have no need for the ruler of Giant Land… yet," barked the voice of a Koopa from the entrance. Lemmy yelped faintly as he felt someone kick him in the ribs to move him aside. He tossed Iggy's glasses aside and Iggy caught them almost immediately.

"Bro, watch out!" Lemmy yelled as a needle stung his brother on his neck. The guard took of with Iggy, and Lemmy could do no more than watch as they took his brother in despair. Lemmy lay on the floor helplessly, now alone in his room. Apparently, since Iggy was pretending to be Lemmy, the Koopas had mistaken him for the REAL Lemmy.

After a while, some pained Koopa Troopas came in to the room, rubbing their heads in pain (to their dismay, they lacked Tylenol.)

"What took you wimps so long?" Lemmy barked with a furious expression, inspiring fear in his men before they untied him. Anger was replaced by fear to what may have happened to Iggy...

A/N as you may have noticed the chapter was allnice and neat; that was the new edditor DarkFlame55 He's so great... he turned my horrendous work into a well-written masterpece!