Ow. Great. Just great. Boy, I'm in a lot of trouble, aren't I?

Ok, Doopliss. Pull yourself together. Done? Now, check that you have all your body parts.

Feet? Check. Head? Check. Eyes and mouth? Double check. Hands? Ch- wait. Not check. Where the heck are my hands?! Oh, wait, I never had hands in the first place. Ok then, strange sleeve-like things with nothing inside them that seem to float on their own? Check. Good. Everything is normal. My hat and bow tie are here too.

Now, Doopliss, recap so that you can be sure that you didn't forget anything.

First, I place a curse over the citizens of Twilight Town that turns them into pigs.

Second, a moustachioed man comes with his four companions and tries to get me to take the curse away.

Third, I use my Duplighost duplication powers to take the man's body, turning him into a shadow of himself.

Fourth, moustache man shadow teams up with another shadow and tries to get his body back by guessing my name, but he can't because I took away the lowercase "p", which is needed in my name.

Fifth, Slick somehow finds the "p" and guesses my name. I run to my tower to hide before the duplication spell can wear off.

Sixth, Slick and I have a battle with me using his little helpers to beat him up. Unfortunately, he uses this giant star and makes the ground shake underneath me, flinging me into the air repeatedly. That hurt. And the duplication spell wore off.

Finally, Slick pushes me out of the window on the top floor and I fall three stories down to where I am now. And that really hurt. He took that shiny red star I found too.

I get up and walk to the front door. Now with Slick gone, I can finally enjoy some "me" time without being interrupted.

Hold on a second. The door's locked. I never lock the door!

I bang on it loudly. "Hey! You in there! Open up, you killjoys!"

The door opens. Lucky. For it, I mean. If it didn't open I would have kicked it down. Unfortunately, there is somebody in the doorway.

He looked like some sort of bean. He had green skin, had a giant smile plastered on his face, and a pair of giant glasses with a swirl pattern. He was wearing a red cape that covered most of his body and was floating in mid-air. Or so I thought. After closer inspection, I saw that it was a hovercraft of some sort.

Never mind the details; somebody was in my house!

"Killjoy?" He asked in a strange warbled voice. "Oh, I have chortles. I am not the killer of joy, for I am the one giving life to it! You, do you kill or do you bring life? You must kill, because the other option is already taken!"

Somehow, this angers me.

"Listen, Slick! This here is private property, belonging to me! Not some run-of-the-mill Slick with a funny way of talking!"

"My name is not Slick, funny ghost! You are like a hilarity sauce on my hot dog of doom which brings me even more chortles! This property belongs to the faithful student of Cackletta, who is the name Fawful! I say to you WELCOME! Welcome to the Fawful House of Magic! Only open on Tuesdays."

It takes me a few seconds to piece together what the bean had said.

"So, your name is Fawful, and in the five minutes between me getting thrown out the window and waking up, you managed to turn my house into a tourist attraction?!" I shout. "It is called the 'Creepy Steeple' and I did not give you permission to change its name, let alone the interior design!"

"Oh, but the owner paid for the house, and he has a contract of doom mustard right here!" He smiles. "It is called doom mustard because without a house to live in the previous owner is doomed to live without mustard! It is irony, is it not?"

I sigh. Then I have an idea.

"It is Tuesday today, isn't it? So may I go inside?"

Fawful laughed. "Oh, even more chortles! It is a Friday, silly sauce of hilarity! You have to get up pretty late at night to pull the wool over this sheep's eyes!"

"Who's trying to pull the wool over who's eyes?" I ask angrily. "It was Tuesday the last time I checked, Slick, so stop pulling pranks! That's my job!"

"I HAVE FURY!" he yelled. "How dare you call Fawful a job-stealing sheep of pranks? Midbus! Remove this sauce from my sight immediately!"

A giant pink pig with tusks and a shell suddenly bursts through the door. I take a few steps backwards, only to trip and fall over.

"Holy princess of the Mushroom Kingdom! What in the name of one-ups is that thing?!"

"Thing is none other than Midbus, is this!" Fawful answers. "And throw you off of the property of Fawful, he will!"

I was frightened, something that is very hard to make me. Think, Doopliss, think! Then, I had a plan.

"Wait! It's Friday, correct?"

"Indeed." he answered.

Wow. I had been unconscious for three days. Oh, Doopliss, don't get off track!

"And I am not allowed inside, correct?"

"Correct, sauce, for those days I need to do evil stuffs! Like today, I has kidnapped the star sprite of the name Starlow and need to use the tower to attract lightning to I can harness her power to power my ruling machine to rule the world!"

Wow. A lot of words. I had no idea what that meant. But if he needed the tower, then the only thing I could do was take it from him! Karma, is it not? Great, now I'm starting to think like him!

I pretended to be defeated. "Fine, you can take the Creepy Steeple. But just one thing…"

Fawful leaned forwards, eager to hear what I had to say. "Yes?"

"I want to go up to the tower and collect my stuff."

Fawful laughed. "Deal! Oh, I have chortles! This sauce has hilarity still! Well, go on, Midbus! Let the sauce in!"

The pig moved out of the way. I hopped up and started to walk to the tower. My plan was simple. Lock the door to the tower so that that crazy bean and his pig couldn't get in! Just one more small joke before I left for real.

I suddenly hear Fawful's voice from behind me.

"NO! WAIT! SAUCE! YOU IS NOT ALLOWED IN THAT ROOM!"

I start to run. I had to get there, fast. That strange bean and his lackey were chasing me!

I high jumped and made it up there before them, using an old chest to block the door.

"Woo. That was a close one, Doopliss. Don't let that happen again!"

I suddenly hear some humming coming from the other side of the room. I turn to see a little yellow ball with brown shoes, dark eyes and a little yellow star hovering above her head. She had been tied to a chair and gagged with a cloth.

I hesitated for a bit. Should I help her? She kept looking at me, franticly humming and pleading me with her large eyes. I finally gave in and untied her.

"Wow, thank you!" She cried, once I had finished. "You're my hero!"

She floated up to me and gave me a kiss on the nose. I was stunned. I had never been praised before. Everybody just told me off for all my constant pranks or, because I am a ghost, they would just run away from me! Wow, Doopliss, did you just change your life forever with that one small act of kindness?

"… because he is the one I'm really looking for." She finished. I blinked, snapping out of my daydream.

"Could you say that again, Slick? I didn't catch that last bit."

She giggled. "My name's not Slick, it's Starlow! Anyway, I just asked if you know a "Mario" who came here three days ago. I'm looking for him so that he can help me stop Fawful and Midbus and their reign of terror! Well, the reign of terror that they are planning."

Mario. That name made something burn up inside of me, something angry.

"I can do anything that Mario can do! You don't need him to help you! That killjoy is nothing but trouble anyway!"

I cross my sleeve-like arms and face away from her.

"Fine. I guess you'll just have to help me then, Doopliss."

I flinch at the sound of my name. "How did you-?"

"You were talking to yourself when you came in." she giggled.

"No I wasn't!" I snap. "You're imagining things."

"Then why are you getting flustered?"

"I'm not getting flustered!"

"Yes, you are. You're also blushing."

I was? "N-no I'm not!"

"And now you are stuttering!" she giggled. "Really, Doopliss, it's obvious, so stop trying to get around it."

Suddenly, we heard a bang coming from the trap door. I knew what it was. The only way to get to the top of the Creepy Steeple is to jump on a spring, but with the chest covering the door, Slick-I mean, Fawful wouldn't be able to get through.

"Ouch! SAUCE! My fury is like a pot and you are bubbling deep down inside, and I am about to overflow with the furiousness of the most furious fury! I swear, this shall be the last pasta you ever see, so you better be prepared to be overcome by the powerful taste of the mustard of your doom! It's spicy!"

I suddenly reacted as a pink fist bursts through the chest. I grabbed Starlow with my sleeve-like arms and pulled her close to me.

"Hey! That's no way to treat a lady!" she protested, but I ignored her.

As soon as Midbus pulled himself up through the hole he had made, I knew that I had no choice. I did the first thing that came into my mind. I jumped out the window.