Chapter 2 The New Job

Second chapter to my first fanfic! Enjoy! All rights of Mario go to Nintendo.

Shy's bus arrived at McDonalds and just in time too as the poor Shy Guy was just about to explode in rage as people on the bus were flooding him with questions. So he used to work for Bowser, big deal.

"Why do people care so darn much about my personal life?" Shy thought. "I'm a Shy Guy, not some big celebrity or whatever so why do people keep crowding over me?"

Sure Shy likes a LITTLE attention, but he wasn't so crazy about being mobbed by random pedestrians. Shy was just that kind of person who just liked to be alone and do his own thing.

The McDonalds was just like any McDonalds you would go to: there was a counter with cash registers, a kitchen behind, booths scattered the area, there was a play place for the little ones to frolic in and of course, the manager.

"You must be the new employee" the manager figured when he saw Shy. The manager had dark red hair, square glasses, a white collared shirt, a blue tie, khaki pants and brown shoes.

"Yes sir, I am" Shy sighed unenthusiastically.

"Good, here's your uniform" the manger nodded handing Shy an apron, cap and nametag.

"You work at the cash register from now on". Shy simply nodded and went to his post.

"I really hope this job is worth it" Shy mumbled.

"Welcome to McDonalds, may I take your order?" Shy asked a customer bored and annoyed.

The job he had so far was TERRIBLE. He had to stand in one spot for an entire day, every single customer so far has asked him if he was Bowser's minion, and he smelt the scent of grease and sweat all day. Not the best job in the world if you ask me.

"Actually yes! And I've got a whole list for my order!" the customer smiled holding out a list rolling out the door.

"Oh great" Shy groaned.

ONE SUPER LONG ORDER LATER

"And a Big Mac" the customer finished. Shy was half asleep when the customer finished his order. Shy did the math on the cash register and came out a receipt.

"That'll be eighty five bucks" he yawned. "WHAAAAAT?! THERE'S NO WAY I ORDERED THAT MUCH! YOU RIGGED THAT THING! I JUST KNOW IT!" the customer shrieked.

"Sorry, the numbers don't lie" Shy simply shrugged.

The customer grabbed Shy by his collar and yelled, "GIMME MAH ORDER OR ELSE YOU'LL FEEL MY RASH!" Shy wasn't scared but confused of what he said.

"Don't you mean WRATH?"

The customer evilly smiled,"Nope".

THIS was where Shy was getting scared. "…GET THIS PSYCHO OUTTA HERE!" Shy yelled.

Two employees dragged the customer out who was screaming and kicking trying to free himself. "I WANT MAH ORDER!"

Shy groaned knowing this was not going to be a good day.

Five Hours of his job and STILL he has been getting nothing but annoying customers, little kid screams and a sore neck.

"The only to make matters worse is if some annoying celebrity to walk in" Shy mumbled.

Suddenly a fist pounded on the counter. "Hey loser register guy! Wake up and take my order!".

Shy recognized this voice too well. "Well if it isn't Wendy Koopa" Shy said putting a hand on his face.

"Yeah it's me! And you're that Shy Guy daddy fired recently, aren't you?" Wendy smirked. "Well look where you are now! Looks like you STILL serve me AFTER you got fired!".

"Just gimme your order, Wendy" Shy groaned.

"Whatever. I want a double cheeseburger, no onions or lettuce and give it QUADRUPLE the amount of cheese as well as TONS of mayo!" Wendy demanded.

"Mm-hm, yes. Anything else you'd like PRINCESS?" Shy asked rudely.

Wendy scowled at the Shy Guy but kept her cool, at least as far as Koopaling cool goes. Minutes later, Wendy's order was served and the order was paid.

"Thanks!" Wendy smiled convincingly. Shy was surprised at Wendy's sudden behavior. "Well, maybe she's not as bad as I thou-" Shy started to think. That is, until his face was met with Wendy's burger. As he wiped off mayo, grease and tomato pulp, Wendy was laughing her head off.

"Oh man! That was RICH! Totally worth fourteen bucks!". After done mocking Shy's dignity, Wendy left the restaurant leaving Shy steaming with anger and dripping with sauce behind the counter.

"I swear, if I have to deal with ONE more annoying customer, I'm gonna make sure that person pays the worst way possible" Shy grumbled furious.

"Hey Shy! What's up?" a familiar voice cheerfully asked. "Oh no" Shy groaned. (Yes I realize I'm using the same words over and over again. I'm still looking for new words).

"Hey! It's me, Phil! From the bus stop, remember? That time earlier with that girl Alice? So how's your job? Is it good? Is it bad? Do you like your boss? Not in the romantic way, of course. I mean, both of you are guys and that would be creepy. Anyways, back to the topic. How's your day at work? Did you get paid yet? Did y-"

"PHIL! ORDER! NOW!" Shy yelled at the top of his lungs. He couldn't help it, he was bombarded with questions, tackled by a crazy customer, had his dignity ruined by the royal princess of the most evil tyrant of the Mushroom Kingdom and now, he's dealing with some chatterbox he only met hours ago.

"Oh yeah! My order! That almost slipped my mind! I'd like three double cheeseburgers with extra cheese, hold the pickles, two large fries, a medium Dr. Pepper, a thirty piece chicken nugget box and, uh, a Big Mac!" Phil ordered keeping a dopey smile on his face.

"At least it was shorter than that ONE customer" Shy thought doing the math on the register. "That'll be thirty two dollars". "Here ya go!" Phil exclaimed dumping a huge bag of money on the counter. Not a lot of things shock Shy, but this, THIS took the cake. Shy just stood there with a priceless expression on his face.

"There must be WAY more than thirty two in here! How did you get so much money?!" Shy asked honestly bewildered.

"Mah dad owns the world's biggest mask making industry and once a month he gives me twenty percent of what he makes!" Phil answered proudly. Shy was still processing how Phil, someone he just met, was related to one of the richest people in the Mushroom Kingdom.

"Um… okay. I'll get your order ready soon" Shy said still shocked at Phil's wealth. Later, Phil's order was done, bringing joy to the talkative Fly Guy. "Yay! Thanks, Shy! This probably never would have happened without you! You're a great friend! Later!" the Fly Guy cheered as he took his food and exited the building. After hearing those words, thoughts poured into Shy's mind.

"Friend. I guess I was right. But, why would he want to be friends with ME of all people?" he thought out loud. He didn't know why, but after that second, he felt as if his day just got a lot better.

Whelp! Second chapter folks! Looks like Shy's finally realizing now! Also, if anybody's a living dictionary, please give me some new words to use. It's annoying me too. But anyways, enough about that, stay tuned for the next chappy! Remember, read and review and don't be a hater! Later!