Super Mario Bros. Special
Summary: (Teaser) Mario must save the Princess in an alternate universe where the sky is much bluer, Luigi is not his brother, the false Bowsers aren't false, and there's a strange Hudson Soft powerup… (Short stories)
Mario trudged up the flight of stairs to pause for a breath, leaning against a dirty window that showed the street below. He was on the thirtieth floor in an apartment that was one of many in ghettos of Brooklyn with intermittent power loss, aka no working elevators.
Mario owned 'Mario Plumbing', a company he'd started. Going on calls fixing the broken network of plumbing that was everywhere in Brooklyn was his life, and he had time for little else. Mario liked to keep busy, the exercise offset the frequent pizza stops, and he wondered what his next outing would be as he observed in real time a rogue on the street steal from his truck parked to the curb. Thankfully Mario kept the best stuff on himself.
Mario knocked on 1312 B. This person had called about a toilet that did it's job too well. He wasn't sure what that could imply, but this time in late 1986 was slow. Winter was a ways off so pipes weren't bursting just yet. After his self imposed work shift, Mario guessed he could stop at his parents on the other side of town for a large Italian dinner as usual. Mario was their only child, so they got lonely.
He knocked again. "Hello? It's-a me!" he called. This was his signature line. He could shout it down a street and everyone on the block would know it's him.
The door inched open. It was lit inside only by the windows with the curtains shut.
"To da left," said a pile of patched together blankets with a rasp.
Oh yeah, Mario remembered that this was that guy that also had the flu. Toolbag in hand he dart to the room, hardly taking the time to even breathe let along touch anything unnecessarily.
What was this?
Well he knew what it was, a light green colored toilet in a bathroom that was eerily empty. Not even a sink or window was in the room.
Mario peered over it, there was no water in the bowl so that was the first problem. The second? No flusher. Plus, the design was a bit weird and very circular. Mario couldn't see it being very comfortable to sit on but he was no judge. The apartment owner who was still in that first room did mention on the phone that this toilet was some sort of custom model from IKEA.
IKEA was weird. It checked out.
A heavy back wad dropped to the floor and a plumber got to work. Twisted under the pipes was he when the room began to shake rumble. Oh great the thought, pipe chatter as he called it when a ratty building was pilled to the brim with even more ratty piping. He stood up sweaty and his cap fell off right into that toilet!
Nah, actually this happened a lot and it was drained. It was just of matter of reaching his gloved hand in and-
His vision went black…
Next Time? (Maybe) Mario finds a new world.
Author note: Should I continue? Based off of the computer game which does have a pretty interesting history with all it's differences from the normal NES game. It was created at a 'sequel' if you would believe that…