Today wasn't one of those average days in Diamond City.
Rumour had it that the two popular companies, WarioWare, Inc. and Diamond Software, were about to fuse together to be a larger company.
However, not everyone knew about this rumour yet, neither did they know if it would come true or not. Especially if it came to Wario, the owner of WarioWare, Inc., and Dr. Crygor, the one behind Diamond Software, thanks to his amazing invention called the MakerMatic, which made designing and making (micro)games a lot easier.
In the central building of the WarioWare, Inc., Wario and Dr. Crygor were now discussing the topic of income and being paid.
"You owe all of us a large sum of money, sir" Dr. Crygor said, "even after some of the others left your company for mine."
"I don't care" Wario said, "money isn't even that important to you guys."
"It is! I need to invest it in my best inventions to make them official around the world, because a lot of others saw them, and stated that more of them should be made."
"Such as?"
"Well, the MakerMatic, because other game companies have noticed it recently, and they all want one for easier game designing, instead of those lame old Windows 3.1 computers that they use for game design right at the moment, to name a lame and probably non-existent example."
"Who cares about the software, it's about the success of the final games, not just about their graphics."
Silence fell between the two. They just exchanged angry glares at each other, Wario's one even being more greedy.
"I care about the software" Dr. Crygor said, as he got his tablet and showed some differences between two of Wario's microgames. One was the very first prototype, which was made on a Windows 1.0 computer using its command prompt, and the other was the official and most recent version of it, which was simply and quickly made on the MakerMatic. "See? The prototype is much slower than the most recent one, and the graphics are worse and more blocky as well. Indeed, the prototype was even less of a success than the most recent final result."
"That was because I couldn't afford any good computers at first" Wario sighed, "until one day where I was gifted this way better laptop that worked on Windows XP, on which I – and I only! – designed the first few microgames of my company."
"Yes, but later on, you hired us, and then we helped you with the many subsequent microgames, but all this time, you never even paid us! You probably owe us thousands to even a few millions of dollars by now…"
The two squabbled on and on, and didn't even notice the sound of the clattering mailbox, through which a single, plain white, official-looking envelope fell.
Silence fell once again, and Wario eventually gave up.
"Fine" he sighed, "I'll pay you all, but at one condition: I'll only do this once every three years, and not during the leap years, because such years aren't even worth it."
"Guaranteed" Dr. Crygor sighed, sounding very annoyed as the idea still sounded very greedy, but agreeing with it anyways. "Wait, what's that?" He noticed the envelope, and grabbed it from the floor with an expandable robot arm he brought to show Wario before their financial argument. He opened the envelope, which turned out to be a letter in such a disguise, and started reading.
Good news, everyone (especially Wario)!
The rumours are true. WarioWare, Inc. and Diamond Software will fuse, and from this time on, all of the employees should be paid more and in a fairer fashion! If Wario reads this, he sure should reconsider the unfair payments that are happening right now, and eventually regret his greed.
Sincerely,
the overseer of all companies around this continent (including WarioWare, Inc. and Diamond Software, of course)
This was all written in a formal, typewriter-ish fashion, and it even contained the official signature of the unknown company overseer.
"What does it say?" Wario asked.
Dr. Crygor decided to keep the letter's actual contents a secret, folded it back so it'd look like an envelope again, and showed Wario the text that was written on the backside, in a familiar handwriting.
Please come see us all the way upstairs. Thank you :)
"I don't know who really wrote the actual stuff" Dr. Crygor said, "but one of your former employees – indeed, they may just become your employee again soon – wants us to go upstairs, so…"
Wario and Dr. Crygor took the elevator to the 20th floor of the building (as the WarioWare, Inc. grew larger, they also needed a larger building, according to Wario), and, of course, took the mysterious letter along, too.
Meanwhile, on the 20th floor itself…