Author's Note:
Chapter 2 is out finally! I didn't except all those people to like my fanfiction :o Thank you all!
Disclaimer: I just own the plot and the OCs.
Alright, Let's-a-go!
Solution
Chapter 2: Talking with Iggy
Iggy slowly opened the door, and let Lemmy walk in.
Iggy Koopa was the fourth oldest at 14 years of age, and the tallest of his siblings. He had four big teeth on the upper of his mouth, two on each side. His spiked shell was green, and his eyes were blue.
For some strange reason, Iggy felt the need to change his once Mohawk style into one that was... well, still strange but fitting given his mental stability. It was green and reminded his family of a palm tree. Due to his falling vision from staring into powerful UV lights too long as an infant, he also donned a pair of glasses. He is an inventor, a scientist and a mathematician... although a lot of his inventions don't always go to plan.
In the lab, Lemmy quickly felt the burn from the overly-illuminated room. Squinting to find his brother, he spotted a table with some equipment and instruments in the middle of the lab. At the room's sides, there were some counters, sinks and boxes, some of which looked like it was filled with chemicals inside.
As Lemmy put an hand over his eyes because the light was too strong, and gagged because the smell was sickening, Lemmy realized he hadn't seen Iggy in almost two days. Whatever he had to have been working on must have been really important that he didn't eat.
"Hey Lemmy!" he called, waving what appeared to be a wrench. He smirked before he resumed his project. Lemmy came over and blinked repeatedly, trying to get used to the lights. Once he did, he could clearly see his lanky brother's frame twisting away before he stood up and pushed off his goggles.
"Jeez, Iggy! Since when was the last time you slept!?" Lemmy asked, terrified as he continued looking at his brother's eye sockets. Iggy shrugged.
"Two days." he replied with a tired voice. He yawned, and chuckled sheepishly as Lemmy glared at him.
"Why didn't you go to bed then? You know you can't focus on work when you're tired and hungry! You haven't even been coming for breakfast or lunch, Iggy!"
"I know that!" Iggy exclaimed. "But I needed to complete this as fast as possible!" he added while grabbing his new invention from under a cloth.
"What's that?" Lemmy asked questioningly.
"I, uh... I decided to call it the 'W.D.N.57.'" Iggy said, showing his new invention to his brother. Lemmy grew nervous and a little bit guilty; he knew what the abbreviation stood for... yet again.
"Another one... you think this one will work?" Lemmy asked, excited but very much scared.
W.D.N.57 stands for Walking Device Number 57, since it was the 57th of its kind.
Iggy helped Lemmy attach it to the bottom of his his feet. That device was square-shaped, as far as the tiny koopaling could tell.
"Come on, Lemmy! Try to walk!" Iggy said excited.
Lemmy started to walk. One step... it was fine. He took another. Then another. Pretty soon, he was slowly but surely able to walk about his brother's lab, which gave Lemmy hope he hadn't felt in years.
"This really works! Thank you so much Iggy! I can't believe it!" Lemmy said happily.
Of course, all good things must come to an end... and this was no exception. After some steps, the machine began to spark, and Lemmy grew fearful it would burn the soles of his feet. He quickly kicked them off, and it flew into the wall, giving off a tiny explosion as it now sat in a pile of junk.
Both boys stared at the pile before Lemmy shook his head and sighed. "It's alri-"
Iggy's cry abruptly cut him off. "Noo! It can't be!" Iggy sank to the ground, tears filling his eyes and rolling down his cheeks. "I had it perfectly built... it should've worked... it should've worked!"
"Iggy, don't worry. It's just a foot mutation. I can live with it, I think…" Lemmy said, trying to calm himself and his brother. They were both dissaponted for obvious reasons, but Lemmy had begun to learn to live with his deformity.
Iggy wasn't buying it. He was frustrated. "Why do you have to live a life that isn't what you really wanted, Lemmy?!" Iggy cried. "You can't do a lot of things, and you always need help for the stupidest of things! If it wasn't for your stupid feet!"
Lemmy got astonished by his brother's words for this reason and this one only: no one, not even him, cared so much about wanting to make Lemmy's life bearable and allow him to live like a normal koopa. He was shocked at how much effort his brother put into each invention, no matter what happened after the test drive.
Iggy was perfectly right, of course, and Lemmy knew that. For now, he just wanted Iggy to calm down. "Iggy, I understand you want to make my life better, and I appricate it a lot more than you know." he said, kneeling rather uncomfortably next to him. "But think about this. What really makes me happy is-"
Lemmy stopped when someone knocked at the lab's door. "Master Ignatius, dinner is ready." A koopa servant said from behind the lab's door.
"Me and Iggy are coming! Give us a minute!" Lemmy replied. He focused back on his brother, who was depressed and brooding on the ground. Iggy nodded to acknowledge what his brother had said, and Lemmy decided that he needed to have this conversation when Iggy wasn't so agitated.
"Iggy, we will continue this talk later. But please take a rest after dinner, okay?" Lemmy begged his brother.
"Yeah, okay…" Iggy said quietly. Lemmy sighed and approached the door.
"What's wrong?" Lemmy turned to see Iggy still sitting in his spot. Iggy answered by getting up and shuffling towards the door to let them out.
"Nothing." Iggy replied, getting out of the lab with Lemmy. "Let's go eat."
They started to follow the koopa servant that was leading them to the dining room. Iggy then remembered something, even though it wasn't the best of moods to bring it up in.
"Lemmy, you should look at this. I never showed this to you." Iggy lifted his left hand.
"Look at my left spiked bracelet." Iggy removed his left handcuff and showed what was hidden inside. Lemmy arched his eyebrow.
"What's that? Seems like a door." Lemmy said. Iggy's signature smirk appeared, and Lemmy was glad to see it as his little brother got excited talking about his invention.
"Yeah. If you press the spike over it, a mini robotic spider will get out of the door." Iggy explained.
"That sounds fantastic!" Lemmy said. It was then Iggy's expression changed to earlier, and he lowered his hand.
"There are three problems. One is that it takes a lot of time to make, and it can only be used once. Two, I didn't test it yet, so I don't know if it works." Iggy said with a sad voice. "The third problem, is that it is useless… "
"Everything has an use, Iggy. Just wait for the right time and place." Lemmy replied.
"If it works." Iggy said, placing his handcuff where he had it. "But... can you not tell the others about this invention? Especially Roy."
"You think they will just destroy it?" Lemmy asked. Iggy looked down.
"Kind of. They all... seem hate me." Iggy was clearly in a sad mood. Lemmy disagreed.
"Why you think that? I'm the one that is hated by everyone. I'm useless after all…"
"No you're not... I can't even help you and I'm supposed to be your brother..." Iggy muttered.
"Iggy, that's not true. You should know that already. You have more purpose to this family than I'll ever have."
The lanky koopaling chose to say nothing. Silence carried on for the last five minutes until they approached the dining room's big door. It was wide open, and they could see all of their siblings and their father sitting by the table already.
Iggy felt even more awkward and uncomfortable as the two walked in.
"Iggy, you okay?" Lemmy whispered. Iggy nodded, and they took their seat silently. The only things that could be heard were the rain drops outside the castle, and the wood that was burning in the fireplace.
What will happen now? Stay tuned!
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