Vivian's Breakout
Note: This is an alternate reality from Paper Mario 2 beginning right after Mario and his party have beaten Vivian and her sisters. And it even comes with recommended music to play while reading.
Chapter 1: I've had enough
Vivian, Marylyn and Beldam stood gasping for breath, having just been annihilated. Vivian had stood until the end, being the most resilient. "You blew it big time girls," ranted Beldam, at the X-Naut base, where they currently made residence, "Big punishments for both of you now. Marylyn, no video games for a month! And as for you, Vivian…" As Beldam said this, she grabbed a branch (from the trees the X-Nauts planted for their moon-base's oxygen) and smacked Vivian with it, completely mowing her down. She continued to beat her sister with it, not satisfied with the result. Vivian may not have had much self-esteem, but she wouldn't scream during one of her sister's beatings. Not with pain, anyways. Beldam reached around for a new weapon, finding only a Styrofoam baseball bat. "Fists it is," she muttered as she turned around to face her victim and deliver the harshest beating yet. But instead, she found her sister standing upright, with a look of anger in her eyes.
(Begin to play "Let the Bodies Hit The Floor" by Drowning Pool)
"Ah, want to take it standing, do you? All the more fun it will be to break you," Beldam jeered. She swung, only to have Vivian block her fist.
"Not this time," whispered Vivian.
"What? Oh, you're in for it now," said Beldam. Swinging with her other fist, she was met with Vivian's block again. This e, Vivian put down her original blocking and connected with beldam's face. She struck again and again, feeling confidence course through her body. This was her time now. She grabbed the branch and snapped it in half. She was going to beat her sister with her own two hands. She lifted Beldam into the air and brought her down again, with the force of a hurricane. As Beldam lay in crumpled heap on the ground, Vivian walked over to her other sister.
"Come on," she said, "We don't have to put up with her any more."
"She's a traitor Marylyn, don't go with her."
"Marylyn's answer was as clear as any words could have been: one finger, I'll let you guess which one.
