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Part 1: Don't Stop Me Now
He had already known that going on a plane again was an awful idea, but for some reason he thought it wouldn't end this way.
The whole crew planned to spend their vacation at a tropical resort. The flight that the rest were on was full, so SMG4 opted to wait for the next one. Mario came along, considering the airport terminal had spaghetti and the plane menu didn't.
After it all, SMG4 only then realized he had unknowingly chosen who he wanted to face certain doom with...
The next flight had been going smoothly for a time. That is, until it turned into less of a flight and more of an unfinished roller coaster.
"We're all gonna die! I'll never get to kiss my spaghetti again!" Mario screamed along with the rest of the passengers as the plane nose dived.
SMG4 hyperventilated, clinging onto his oxygen mask for dear life as he did so. He gave Mario one last look- a look of certain gratefulness. It was as if to say "it was nice knowing you", before passing out from the sheer amount of panic and anxiety.
When he opened his eyes again, the ocean was up to his throat. The plane was sinking into the depths, planning to bring him with it unless he did something.
"Oh crap-" SMG4 sharply inhaled, going under and struggling out of his seatbelt.
Mario was now the one that was out cold. His hat had flown off somewhere, his overalls soaked. He was close to drowning.
The blue mustached man's eyes widened, and using the rest of his energy, he heaved the plumber out of his seat and through the window- barely making it to the surface with the added weight...
When they made it above water again, it was a miracle that a large, floating piece of the plane was close by. He shoved his unconscious friend onto it, lying on it himself.
"Where's Fishy Boopkins when you need him..." SMG4 panted, laughing weakly as the makeshift boat floated into the endless sea. He kept a lookout for as long as he could, trying and failing to wake Mario up. Soon enough, he too collapsed from exhaustion.
The two fat Italians lied there, amazingly still alive. Only time would tell if that would honestly last, considering how the two usually act when they're together anyways.
Thus, their bodies hit the sand.
-Part 1 end-