Disclaimer: I do not own the Koopalings or any of the other Mario canon characters.
"That dude creeps me out," Morton said to Roy, referring to Mr. Jugem, who was floating overhead, staring at who knows what through his dark sunglasses, talking on his black walkie-talkie-looking cell phone. "I mean, he's always on the phone. He uses it more often than Sis does."
"Yeah," said Roy. "You got any idea who or what he's talkin' to or about?"
"Not a clue. Hopefully not to King Dad about us!"
At the end of the day, Ludwig, as always, left his Advanced Placement Chemistry classroom to head to the Special Ed room to escort Iggy and Lemmy to the bus stop. As the seven Koopalings waited for the bus to arrive, a shiny white van rolled up. A Lakitu, similar to Mr. Jugem but female, was at the wheel.
"Would you seven happen to be Ludwig, Roy, Wendy, Morton, Larry, Lemmy and Iggy Koopa?"
Bowser Jr. was in the back seat. "Yep, they're my bros and my sis!"
"All right, into the car."
"We are not allowed to accept rides from strangers," said Ludwig, holding tightly to Iggy's and Lemmy's hands as they tried to run in.
"I have strict orders to escort you from school today," the Lakitu went on.
"She's takin' us to camp!" said Bowser Jr. "We're going to have fun!"
"Is that what she told you?" said Ludwig skeptically. Iggy and Lemmy were squirming to get out of his grip and head into the car to go to camp.
Wendy was the first to whip out her cell phone. "King Daddy…? There's this lady at the school, and she wants us to get in the car with her. She's got Junior in the back seat."
"Just go," Bowser said.
"Why? Where is she taking us?" Wendy asked, worried.
"Don't ask questions. Just get in the car." Wendy hoped that she had imagined the tone of resignation in his voice; he sounded as though he were trying to hide feelings of fear or despair.
"King Daddy says get in the car," Wendy said, still nervous.
The Koopalings hesitantly seated themselves in the car, with the exceptions of Iggy and Lemmy, who were all too excited to go to "camp".
"I demand to know where you're taking us!" demanded Ludwig.
"Camp! Camp! We're going to camp!" chanted the three youngest Koopalings.
The lady didn't say a word during the entire car ride. The car stopped at a parking lot surrounded by palm trees and two-story buildings, the one at the front labeled "Happy Homes Childrens' Center".
"Ch-ch-childrens' center, huh?" asked Wendy. "L-like a daycare or a boys' and girls' club, right?"
"Yay! We're at camp!" shouted Iggy, Lemmy and Junior.
"We're not at camp, you dumbasses!" shouted Morton. "We're at a fucking ORPHANAGE!"
"We received some complaints about your living situation," said the lady, who was now clearly a social worker. "We were told that your father punishes you by burning you with fire and locking you in the dungeon."
"DUNGEON? HOW ABOUT THIS DUNGEON!" shouted Morton. "I'VE GOT PLENTY OF COMPLAINTS ABOUT THIS LIVING SITUATION!"
"Calm down. You will be much happier and safer here."
The Koopalings cried and resisted, even the younger ones, who were just mimicking the older ones, not understanding what was going on. The social worker made a call with her cell phone, and a pair of Sledge Brothers came out to drag the Koopalings inside.
The Koopalings were first taken to a doctor's office. Iggy, Lemmy and Junior began to cry, thinking that they were going to get shots. The children were weighed, and paperwork was filled out. Then the Koopalings' possessions were confiscated – their cell phones (Wendy threw a fit when it came to this), their iPods, and everything else they carried in their shells. Roy, Morton and Larry swallowed the marijuana packets they had been carrying to avoid detection. The Koopalings were then escorted to a courtyard, where each of them was assigned to a cottage.
"Junior will be escorted to the Toddlers' cottage. Iggy and Lemmy shall go to the Latency cottage. Wendy, you go to the Teen Girls' cottage. The rest of you are assigned to the Teen Boys' cottage."
"Hey, at least we're still together," said Larry to Ludwig, Roy and Morton, though somewhat halfheartedly.
The foremost thing that was on Roy's mind was to puke up his weed packet and lighter so he could smoke a joint to make him forget about this situation.