*This isn't going off any particular game. I literally just made this with what information I had on the games I own and through the fandom.
Disclaimer: It should be obvious I do not own Mario. All that credit is due to Nintendo and specifically Shigeru Miyamoto.
If you don't like, don't read.
If there are spelling errors or grammatical errors, my sincerest apologies. I wrote the fic part on my phone half the time.
These chapters will most likely be quick written, so I can't promise long ones, though I will try to extend them when editing.
"Children!"
Peach yelped as she was hoisted into the air by several yellow hands. She was hurriedly brought aboard the ship that was quickly flying away from her castle. The Koopa Kids eagerly shuffled about the small floor space, alternating between holding onto Peach and clumsily steering the ship. This kidnapping had been quite abrupt, for the Koopas as well, so no plan or strategy had been thought up. The seven Koopas had merely snatched Peach and now trying to figure out what to do.
A sudden lurch of the ship sent the group falling to the floor. Lemmy repressed the button in the hopes of remedying the mistake only to be awarded the same result. Wendy suddenly shoved him out of the way, pressing a different button and turning a knob. Mort joined her, pulling a lever, only to send the ship spinning. The eight passengers hung tightly to what they could grab to avoid falling out. Luckily they only spun like a teacup, rather than upside down.
Ludwig released the lever, settling the ship back into it's regular straight and narrow course. The Koopa Kids suddenly waged war on one another. Peach was placed onto the floor, luckily by a pole she could hold onto, as Roy and Larry joined the fray. The seven koopas pushed and shoved one another, flipping switches, pressing buttons, jostling the steering wheel, and causing chaos.
The Koopa Kids shouted at one another, each trying to take control. The ship would lurch this way before gliding that way, spinning and twirling in circles. Peach began to feel queasy with motion sickness. Paired with the seven voices trying to scream over each other, she finally decided enough was enough.
"Enough! Be quiet, all of you!"
Peach's voice was loud and scolding. The yelling ceased almost all at once. Seven pairs of eyes widely staring at the princess. The ship stopped almost as suddenly. One of the Koopas having the common sense to put the brakes on. Peach took several deep breaths, both to calm herself and her churning stomach.
Stern blue eyes looked at each individual Koopaling. When Peach's gaze met the eyes of a Koopa Kid, they would look away and begin to awkwardly shuffle about. Even Roy and Mort look more than a little nervous.
"Now," Peach spoke firmly, "just what did you think you were doing?"
She received no reply, the children turning their heads to look anywhere else.
"Arguing with each other while flying can be dangerous, especially when you're all trying to grab the controls! One wrong lever puller and we all could have nose dived right out of the sky!"
Iggy looked ready to say something in response, only to be roughly nudged by Ludwig's elbow. The green haired Koopa made a pained noise, but kept quiet afterwards having got the message. Peach sighed at this and placed a gloved hand to her forehead.
"Oh, what am I going to do with you lot?"
Lemmy wasted no time in suddenly clinging to Peach's leg through her dress. "Love us forever?"
Peach stared down at him before laughing. She brushed her finger through his tangled mohawk, "Well, that is a given, isn't it?"
Her stern expression returned, "But that doesn't change the fact you seven acted very recklessly. Now what do you have to say for yourselves?"
All seven Koopa Kids answered back, "Sorry, Mama Peach."
Peach sighed, unable to stay mad any longer. Lemmy had weakened her so she could only act firmly for so long.
"You're all forgiven. Now, can you at least drive properly?"
Roy and Ludwig took over the controls, managing a smooth flight. The other Koopa kids surrounded Peach eagerly for hugs. She gave them as many as they wished. After all, they waited for months at a time for hugs from her.
Peach knew Mario would come for her soon. He always swooped in to save her and the day. But sometimes, Peach didn't want to be saved. Sometimes, she didn't need to be rescued. She lived two lives. One was her duty by birth. The other was one where she could be herself and be happy. In the end, which would she rather choose?