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While the King is Away,
the Koopalings will play
Chapter 2
"No, no, no! Did I or did I not say that the snack table should be against the left wall!?" Roy shouted at a startled Morton.
"Um...you didn't..."
"Then move it there, pronto! We don't have all day, man!"
Morton grumbled and pushed the table to the other end of the room, making sure to take his sweet time in doing so.
Roy rubbed his temples and ran through his checklist again, this one being the checklist for the foyer. He had made the giant checklist with everything on it, but he made sub-checklists for the different rooms in the castle, and sub-sub-checklists for the sub-checklists, and sub-sub-sub-checklists for those, and so on. Roy had never been so organized in his life...or so frustrated and fussy. This party had to be a success. He would never get another chance like this again, so he had to throw all of his ideas into one, giant conglomerate and pray that it would all work out.
Next on the list, the snacks themselves. Roy flipped through a few more pages until he reached the sub-sub-checklist, the foyer snack list. Most of the foods had been accounted for, except...
"Larry! Where are those nachos!?"
Larry dashed into the room holding a bowl in his hands. He was panting from exhaustion due to Roy's constant demands for snacks. He was wearing an apron covered in flour and icing from when he baked an armada of cupcakes and he was still wielding a wooden spoon.
"I just 'had' to get stuck on cooking duty..." he muttered, handing the bowl to Roy.
Roy stared intently at the nachos that rested inside, his scrutinizing gaze studying each individual chip. Finally, he tried one. Immediately, he spit it out, all over Larry's face.
"Yuck! You call those nachos? Those just taste like tortilla chips with melted cheese on top!"
Larry wiped the crumbs off of his face, glaring daggers at his older brother. "That's exactly what a nacho is!"
"I guess these will have to do..." Roy grumbled, reluctantly checking the item off of his list.
Larry walked over to where Ludwig was setting up the music speakers.
"Have you noticed that Roy has become a total perfectionist ever since we started with this? Seriously, I can't do anything without him popping up and criticizing me."
Ludwig sat back, wiping sweat from his brow. "I know what you mean. He yelled at me a little while ago because I didn't color code the drinks in an 'eye catching manner.'"
"And just what is going on here, my brohams?" Roy asked, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow. "You two are supposed to be working! We've only finished two of the five rooms that we'll be using, and the party starts in three hours!"
"S-sorry, bro. We were just-"
"Don't 'sorry, bro' me! Now quit slacking off!"
The two Koopalings parted and went to complete their remaining tasks. Roy sighed, wondering how all of this was going to work out with such an incompetent crew.
Roy decided to leave his brothers alone for the time being and check in on Iggy, who hopefully hadn't made an atomic rice cooker or some other infernal contraption by now.
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"Ugh, I'm sooooooo BOOOOORED!" Lemmy whined, planting his face into a pillow.
"Me too. What should we do now?" Jr. said, tossing his game controller aside.
"If I knew that, then I wouldn't be bored, now would I?"
Wendy glanced up from her magazine and noticed that she was alone with her two brothers. It seemed that the others had left a while ago without her noticing.
'They better not be up to something stupid again.' she thought. Then she sighed and returned to the article she had been reading. They were her brothers. Of COURSE they were up to something stupid.
She felt something poke her thigh and she lowered her magazine again. Lemmy and Jr. stood there gazing up at her with child-like eyes.
"What?" she frowned, clearly annoyed.
"We're bored." Jr. stated.
"Entertain us!" Lemmy said as he jumped up and down.
"Well, what do you want to do?"
"We don't knoooooow!"
Wendy abandoned her magazine, knowing full well that they weren't just going to leave her be.
"How about you play a video game?"
"Done that."
"Hide-and-seek?"
"That's for babies!"
"Read a book?"
"Yeah, like that'll ever happen..."
The female Koopaling sighed, frustrated and running out of ideas that didn't involve her having to actually supervise them.
"A movie?"
Jr. grinned and nodded at Lemmy, an idea already forming in his tiny head. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, Lemmy! That's perfect!"
Lemmy stared at him skeptically. "Why? We've seen all of the movies we have."
"Not the scary ones. The ones that dad won't let us watch because he thinks it will 'scare us' and 'mentally scar us'."
Lemmy caught on and returned Jr.'s smile. The two turned to their sister with wide eyes. She scratched her head, opposed to the idea, but not wanting to deal with the two kids anymore.
"Oh...I don't know..."
"Oh, come on! Pleeeease?"
"Well...okay. But DON'T tell dad or the others."
Her siblings cheered and highfived each other. Then they dashed back to the rack beside the TV where the movies were stored. They rummaged through the different DVDs, tossing the ones they didn't want to watch over their shoulders.
"No...nope...nah...Ah-hah!" Jr. cried, holding one of the DVDs above his head like a trophy. Lemmy scooted closer to him and took a good look at the title.
"The Carnivorous Creature from the Dark and Creepy Forest? I don't know. Sounds sort of cheesy."
"This movie should be really good." Jr. countered. "I heard Roy, Iggy, Morton, and Larry screaming when they watched it."
"That was from agony, not fear." Wendy interjected. "That movie is painful to watch, it's so cheesy."
"Have you ever watched it?"
"Well...no...but Morton told me it was stupid. Trust me."
The boys shrugged and inserted the DVD into the slot. A few minutes later, the movie started.
Wendy returned to her magazine, hoping she would be too absorbed in it to be bothered by the stupid movie. But she had already read the entire thing and had no backup magazine.
She quickly got up and walked to the door, deciding to wander the castle to find something else to entertain her. But before she could leave, she glanced back at the TV.
"Whoa! Who's that hunk?" her eyes lit up at the sight of a handsome Koopa on screen. She dashed back to where the boys were on the floor and took a seat next to them.
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"Iggy! Report!"
Iggy, who was on his back lying on a skateboard under a large metal machine, rolled out and saluted to Roy, a wrench in his hand and his face covered with oil and grime.
"I'm making excellent progress, sir! I should have the rest of the machines finished by lunch!"
Roy nodded and checked off a box on his list. "Very good. Now, what exactly is this one?"
Iggy grinned smugly and twirled the wrench in his hand. "Only THE greatest smoothie maker that has ever existed. Or ever WILL exist for that matter. I call it...the Smoothie-Maker 9000!"
Roy stared at the huge machine, unimpressed. It basically looked like a large metal cylinder with various gauges, meters, levers, and widgets adorning its surface. A small, hole with a window was located on its front with a tray that could slide inside the machine. Various buttons were located next to the window, each with a corresponding picture. The pictures looked normal enough, strawberries and bananas indicating which button should be used for which task. But two buttons made Roy uneasy. One had a picture of Iggy's face on it, and the other had a skull and crossbones on it.
Iggy noticed Roy's expression and hastily jumped in to defend his invention.
"I know it looks like a hunk of junk, but trust me, it's a technological miracle." He reached into a fruit bowl beside him and placed a strawberry on the tray. "Observe. Just place a fruit on the tray, press the matching button, and..."
Iggy punched the button and the tray slid into the machine, it and the fruit disappearing into it's dark depths. A window slid in front of the hole and the machine whirred to life. For a smoothie maker, it was extremely loud. Crashes, bangs, and beeps that sounded straight out of a cartoon could be heard as the machine violently shook and rattled, giving the tell-tale signs of a self destruct that so many of Iggy's inventions had given before.
Roy backed away slowly in caution, but Iggy was twitching and giggling in excitement, waiting in anticipation for the machine to finish its task.
As suddenly as it had started, it stopped, the sounds dying with it. Slowly, the window was raised and the tray slid out with a smoothie on it, complete with a pink bendy straw. Iggy gestured to Roy, signaling him to try it. Reluctantly, he brought the straw to his lips and drank it.
Roy was impressed. It tasted great!
"Nice job, brogre. You pass." he commended as he checked the box off of his list.
"Why, thank you, brother." he said with a bow. "Anything else that I can help you with?"
Roy walked up to the machine and stared at the two buttons that he was curious about, the Iggy button and the skull button.
"Yeah. What do these two do?"
Iggy's eyes lit up and he rushed over to the button with his image on it. "Oh, of course! This one is my favorite."
He pushed the button and the window on the machine opened instantly. A boxing glove on the end of a coiled spring burst out and socked Roy in the nose, sending him tumbling backwards.
"Ow! What's your deal, brogurt? Why would you put a trap on a smoothie machine!?"
Iggy snickered and snorted, leaning on the machine to hold himself up. "Why else? Because it's funny seeing fools like you blunder into it!"
Roy growled and stormed toward Iggy, winding up a punch as he did so.
His brother's expression of joy quickly changed to fear as Roy threw the punch straight at his head. Iggy ducked and Roy's fist connected with the skull button on the machine instead.
"You fool!" Iggy cried. "What have you done!?"
The machine shook and jumped even more than the first time. Steam emanated from it and a warning siren blared. The needles on the meters moved from zero to a dangerous red zone in a moment. The window opened and a light began to glow from inside. Just as Roy thought that he would be blasted by an explosion, the machine stopped. After a moment's pause, a puff of confetti was shot out of the window with a party sound.
Roy frowned in slight disappointment. He wiped the tiny snippets of paper off of his shades and glared at Iggy.
"That's it, brodeo? That's all the big, bad button has to offer?"
Iggy glared in return, gathering the confetti on the floor in his hands. "That was such a pain to set up! I was saving it for a special moment, but you just had to ruin it. Ugh, now I gotta take the top off and reset the launcher..."
Roy sighed. He turned and strode to the exit of Iggy's lab. "I was expecting more from you, Ig. Like a laser blast or a cannonball made of peanut butter, but this? This is just disappointing."
When Iggy was sure Roy was gone, he stood up and laughed insanely. He pushed the strawberry, banana, guava, and mango buttons in that order. A hatch on the back of the machine opened and Iggy walked over to observe it, still chuckling at his genius.
"You're the true jewel, my beauty." he said softly, stroking the button with a picture of a disco ball and a moon on it.
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"AHHHHH!" Lemmy and Jr. screamed. The monster on the TV screen used his tentacle like vines to latch onto one of the characters. She screamed as it pulled her toward the lake shore. A Koopa dove forward and caught her hands. He pulled with all of his strength, but he was being dragged along slowly as well. Another ran forward and sliced the vines with his axe, severing their friend from the monster.
The beast retreated into the murky depths of the lake with one final groan. The two helped their friend up, and, after a brief delay, they were on their way again.
But the creature wasn't finished yet. It popped back out of the water and ensnared the Koopa with his tentacles. Before he could scream, he was submerged in the water, never to be seen again.
Meanwhile, Wendy was weeping as she watched the scene.
"No! H-he was so brave..." she bawled, wiping at her tears with a tissue.
"W-well, at least that's the scariest part...right?" Lemmy asked.
Two minutes later, another character was killed, her head being ripped off by the monster.
"AHHHHH!" the brothers screamed and hugged each other in fear.
"You two are such babies." Wendy said, still trying to get over the death of the gorgeous Koopa.
"Says the one who's crying like a baby."
"Shut up."
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"Gentlemen, I've waited a long time for an opportunity like this, and it seems that today, my dream will finally come true!" Roy stepped back and admired the fruits of their labor.
The five brothers had finally finished setting up for the party. The back yard now had a pool filled with soda (apparently they couldn't swim in cottage cheese). A racing track had been installed in the field behind it, complete with lava pits, spike traps, and (Iggy's personal favorite) a live, thirty foot, chocolate covered cyclops that wielded a candy cane club. Needless to say, it was an extremely dangerous course. Eight rocket powered wheelchairs stood in position, prepared for the inevitable, chaotic race that would possibly claim the lives of dozens of party goers.
The foyer was set up with a music stage and amplifiers for when The Spores performed live. The main hall had been dubbed the snack room. Tables, finger foods, and drinks were set up for the convenience of the guests. Morton had managed to find an old fountain located in Bowser's junk room, and, with a few minor adjustments, Iggy was able to convert it into a chocolate fountain. However, there wasn't enough time to change the statue that had been erected there, King Bowser in all his glory, one foot rested on an unconscious Mario's head, and the other crushing Princess Peach's castle. Bowser held Peach herself up towards the heavens, and the sculpture depicted her smiling and singing, most likely praise to her new king. Iggy had been able to install the chocolate spout in Peach's throat, so when it was turned on, the beautiful, graceful Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom could be seen puking gallons of melted chocolate into the air. How classy.
Roy shook his head as he remembered that. He thought it was really stupid, but there was nothing else they could do. "If anyone asks, just tell them it's an old family heirloom. It's always been there." he had instructed his brothers.
The five had made good use of the roof as well. Bleachers were placed to face a large platform that had been attached to the edge of the roof almost at the last minute. Larry had thought that a dodgeball court that hung over the back yard would have been cool. Roy, always one for cool ideas, had granted his request and hastily hired a horde of carpenters to construct the thing at once. However, it wasn't cheap. When the Koopaling looked at their bill, it was far above their price range. Luckily, they had their father's credit card, and everyone knows that you can get anything you want for free with those things. Right?
Now that he thought about it, they had bought at least 97% of the items at the party with the credit card.
Gee, he thought. If we didn't have that card, we would have spent a LOT of money.
The final room that Roy had wanted to be used for the party hadn't been used after all. Roy had thought that using their father's throne room would have been AWESOME...but Ludwig had advised against it. Bowser's throne room was his favorite room. He would notice if one of his statues or paintings had been moved even half an inch from their original position. But Roy had placed something in there, just in case Ludwig had any traitorous ideas...
Other than that, the castle was ready, and the boys were exhausted. They sat in the foyer, finally able to rest.
"That...took a lot out of me." Larry commented.
"Yeah...but it will all be worth it soon." Morton said.
No sooner had the words left his mouth than they heard knocking on the front door.
"The first guests have arrived!" Roy exclaimed, jumping up and running to the huge front doors. He flung them open and said dramatically, "Welcome, valued guests! Please, come in! The festivities will begin shortly."
I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I've decided to accept any OCs that you might want me to use for the party scene in this fic, which will be starting next chapter. Just tell me their name, gender, age, personality, appearance, and any other quirks they might have. Oh, and if you would like them to have a minor role (a few lines and that's it, ect.) or a larger role (participant in Larry's dodgeball tournament, ect.) It's my first time using other people's OCs, so I'm a little nervous about messing them up. Just PM me if you would like one to appear (you may also submit more than one.) Well, that's it for now. Stay tuned for the next update!