As said in the summary, this is my story. I used to be Classy Sauce but unfortunately, life happened and I am now unable to log in after two years of not using the email and password I gave that account. This story is not stolen and is in fact mine.
That being said, I read the second review I obtained in the time that passed and felt an overwhelming need to continue this story, if only to return the positive feeling I needed at the time. So, I am polishing up this rusty story and will be editing a few things in order to fit in with my head canons and theories I have developed for the Mario series. If there are any questions, feel free to ask me. Again, I thank the guest who reviewed several months ago, and I hope that you'll see this and feel it was worth the wait.
Enjoy!
It was a breathtaking sight, really. Every time he passed by this hill, he would smile and think of the adventure he had down in the Mushroom Kingdom, all the people he met and the lives he affected personally rather than picking up a Wish and sending it to the Star Spirits. Not that there was anything wrong with that, he thought, but a bright smile directed at him was just as heartwarming as being thanked silently.
But in this circumstance, the view was quite heartbreaking.
The Wishing stars still littered the fields, some in groups or on their own. Dozens upon hundreds waited to be the one that would be chosen and cared for lovingly, to be granted. Each one gave off their own light and brightened the place up enough to see. These Wishes were still the embodiment of complete faith entrusted to a passing celestial body. Most of these Wishes would be let down.
The lone Star floating past the scattered wishes sighed wistfully as he searched for a select few that would be granted. There was no room for error in his decision, as he only had enough magic to grant up to ten wishes in this dire crisis. He was no Star Spirit. Despite his ventures in the past, he held only a limited amount of magic to grant wishes without the aid of the Star Rod. No, the Star Spirits had been trapped in cards and the Star Rod had been stolen by the selfish Koopa King himself, Bowser. The damage done was enough. Some wishes were too broken now to grant.
So instead of the tranquil feeling he felt when he came here to reminisce about traveling in a doll's body, he was downcast. The warm glow from every Wish beckoned to him, pleading to be the ones granted.
Please, please let my husband be safe. He was in the castle when it was torn out of the ground.
Spirits, please let the entire kingdom be safe.
I wish I can see my sister again...safe and sound.
I hope I can eat a lot of Shroom Cake today.
The star increasingly felt guilty at the wishes he could hear. It was in his nature to want to keep the residents below happy. Even something as simple as wanting cake would have to be delayed for the moment. He paused before hurrying past the wishes that occurred the day King Bowser stole the Mushroom Kingdom's Castle. Catching his breath, the Star listened for a Wish that can aid in ending King Koopa's reign.
I wish I could trounce Mario! Once and for ALL!
The star glared silently at the old wish from the King himself. Selfish wishes that would result in pain were always ignored. Today, more than ever, he needed to find the perfect wishes. The star's glare softened up, musing now. They all needed to connect somehow, to give the Mushroom Kingdom a greater chance in fighting back against Bowser. Mulling over his options, the Star's attention was suddenly grabbed by a clear cut wish.
I wish I can meet Mario! He's strong and heroic! We can go on an adventure and beat up bad guys! I wanna be just like him!
Mario. That was it. The Hero of the Mushroom Kingdom. How could he forget? Mario could be the perfect starting point for all the wishes. The Star headed toward the Wish. It wasn't the most selfless, but this Goomba had the passion and gave the Star the idea in the first place. Tapping the Wishing star, it floated up and twinkled happily. With a small smile, the Star continued, letting the Wish trail behind him. He needed a few more.
Oh, man. Kolorado is such a cool Koopa-I'd love to join him on one of his expeditions one day. If that would happen, I would just burst out of excitement!
Kolorado...He would be heading to Dry Dry Desert soon. The Star was sure that one Star Spirit was being held somewhere out there. ...And he didn't really trust Kolorado to be the one to aid the Hero. Making his choice, the Star lightly tapped on this Wish and it joined the other.
I just want out...and to get back at those TRAITOROUS KOOPA BROTHERS!
The Wish Granter recoiled as a loud explosion emphasized the angered Bob-omb's rage-filled wish. While he knew he had just followed the wishing-pain-upon-others rule...well, he was allowed to be petty upon villains, was he not? The Granter chose to pick up this explosive wish as well.
Turning, the Granter noticed a Wish that had landed clumsily. Reaching out, he realized it was one that had been cast by accident; The Wisher-a Parakoopa-hadn't noticed the Falling Star.
Consarnit...If only I could find all these letters...
There was no Wish less pure than this. The Granter took this one in too. He closed his eyes, listening to the whispers around him. A passionate one tugged at him.
Please...I, I don't even know if you Star Spirits are real or even listen to Boos, but...but Tubba Blubba is so horrible! We...I only wanted to mess with him a bit, and now he's eating everybody! I can't do anything but this is getting out of hand! Send a little pixie dust, or..or a hero our way, will you? Please?
A Boo had reached out to him. Bowser in control was affecting more people than the Granter thought. Feeling a twinge of worry, the Granter shook his head and decided to continue. He picked up this wish and walked along.
A quiet sob caught his attention.
I just want to see my child again, won't somebody help...? Please...just make sure Watt is in good hands...
A child was missing because of this? The Granter frowned and his light flared red for a bit. He did not hesitate in choosing this wish.
As a direct contrast to the last wish, laughter of rambunctious Yoshi kids resonated from a lone one. This one came from Lavalava Island. The Granter turned to this one, interested but puzzled.
I would really appreciate some respect from these kids. ...Or visitors. It'd be nice to see a new face around here.
The Cheep Cheep sounded exhausted, but it was plain to tell she loved her home to death. Even with her sighing, she sounded amused at the kids' playing. The Granter could only imagine what would happen if anything happened to them. He picked up this wish without a sound.
Looking back at the Wishes who followed him, he mused on how much magic he had left. He had predicted ten, but there were only seven so far and he felt a bit intimidated. There were a few wishes that required a bit more magic than the rest with him.
He had enough for one more, so he had to choose more carefully. Several minutes passed before he heard one that seemed worthwhile.
I know that...well, I mean...-sigh- I don't know, man. I thought that this was the right thing to do but...it doesn't feel right. Everyone seemed to...I just, need...help. Please help me find out what's best for me. For me and Lakilulu.
Interesting, the Granter mused. He wasn't much surprised to see a villain turn on their original perspective, but to see one doubt his entire life...This conflicted Lakitu simply needed a small push to see which way was the correct path for him. The Star beckoned to the Wish to join him. It did, albeit a bit uncertain.
Looking over his choices, he realized they were a rag tag team. Two fans, a hot head, a clumsy mailman, a guilt-ridden sassy ghost, a scared child. a babysitter and a confused softy who tried too hard to be tough. To anyone else, it would seem he had been too lenient and had chosen wrong...
But the Granter knew they were perfect. After all, wasn't a Monarch, a Tyrant, a Puppet, and a lost, overly-sensitive Prince just as much a mess a Hero had to work with before?
Chuckling in amusement, the Granter began to make his way back to Star Haven. The Wishes kept repeating their assigned wishes quietly, excitedly trailing behind the Granter. They knew they were going to be made into a reality, but didn't quite understand the plan the Granter had in mind.