Crash & Burn

Hi! I'm Hawkholly. This is my first fanfiction, so please no flames. I read books that have lots of description in them, so I'll try to be descriptive and mysterious and stuff. Also, I tend to use British spellings. Now…Bowser and his son are on their way to the London 2012 Olympic Games. Let's follow them…

A large Koopa with a spiky shell entered the Mushroom Kingdom Airport loading area. The stairs to get on the plane were just ahead. Beside him was a shorter Koopa, a bib covering his mouth and his hair in a tiny red ponytail. He tugged on the bigger Koopa's arm. "Papa! How much longer do we have to wait?"

"We're getting on, Junior," the big Koopa replied, grabbing him and heading up the stairs and onto their private plane—good guy free. Just the way he liked it.

But—hang on. There was a problem.

Where were Eggman and Metal Sonic?

The pilot, a Lakitu with plenty of flying experience, saluted to the two as they came onto the plane. "Bowser! Bowser Junior! How are you?"

"Fine," the bigger Koopa growled. "But where are Eggman and Metal Sonic?"

"Lord Bowser, they called this morning and said they weren't going," the Lakitu stuttered. "Apparently some elderly couple gave them their tickets to London."

"That was stupid," the younger Koopa chipped in.

Bowser looked down at him. "Junior! I would probably do that too, taking tickets from the couple…" A new evil scheme began to form in his mind: first he'd need some glue, a Whoopee cushion, bird seeds, a jackhammer, a 3ds—

"Papa, come on!" Bowser was interrupted from his thoughts as his son dragged him to his seat/throne. "We're about to take off!"

"I know!" Bowser snapped, irritated at being interrupted. His son lifted himself into his seat and buckled up. Bowser quickly buckled as the plane began to go down the runway.

An hour later, Bowser and son were really bored. They'd done everything: they'd played thumb war (Bowser Jr. won), rock-paper-scissors (he won again), and even a colouring contest (the minions had agreed on Bowser Jr.'s). Now the bigger Koopa was staring out of the window, while Bowser Jr. was frantically trying to get his claws unstuck from a Chinese finger trap—a souvenir from Beijing.

Suddenly the plane lurched down.

Bowser Jr. looked worriedly at his father. "Papa! What's happening?"

"I don't know," Bowser growled, unbuckling and standing up. "I'm gonna go find out. Stay buckled."

"Do I look stupid?" his son muttered as Bowser walked to the front.

There was the KO'd Lakitu, with a Magikoopa standing above him. "Lord Bowser! Lakitu needs medical attention!"

"So does the plane!" Bowser retorted. "Now what's with him?"

"He had a heart attack."

Bowser blinked in surprise. "You know how to fly a plane?"

"NO!" the Magikoopa shrieked as the plane started to do a nose dive. "Don't you think I'd have fixed it by now?"

"Well, great," Bowser muttered as all of the minions began screaming and crying. "What to do…?"

"I can transport us to London!" the Magikoopa exclaimed in excitement. "We'd be fine!"

"Okay, let's do it!" Bowser agreed.

Then Bowser Jr. was the only one left on the plane.

When he noticed that he was alone he screamed, finally pulled his claws from the trap, and looked at the window. Luckily there was a parachute above the seat; he strapped it on, broke the window, and jumped.

Well? Not bad for a first time, right? Especially since I came up with this story like yesterday! :P so, tell me what you think, please! (Also, for those who may be wondering why Bowser Jr. calls Bowser "Papa", it's because in the Mario & Sonic at the London 2012 Olympic Games (for the 3ds), in the story mode, that's what Bowser Jr. calls him mostly. (sorry for shortness!) Also, I'll try to update weekly, but I can't next week because I'll be on vacation.