Author's Note: So, I finally decided to continue this story after not updating for almost 3 months, sorry! x( Suffering from writer's block and lack of motivation, I will try to continue to update this and my other unfinished story on here as much as possible, since now school has started again. Hopefully I can do at least 1-2 updates a week, for both stories, I don't want to have an unfinished story on here. Dx But anyway, from the last chapter, the Plumber Rumblers have a sinister plan up in their sleeves, will it work out as they planned? Read to find out! :D
Disclaimer: I don't own Mario, or its characters, they belong to Nintendo. As well as The Powerpuff Girls, I don't own them, they belong to Cartoon Network.
Chapter 6: Staying Up Late
The end of the day had finally arrived. Peach and her sisters were heading to their lockers to grab the stuff they would need.
"I am so done with this week," Daisy muttered. "All the homework we be getting, all the confusion about high school, it's frustrating!"
"Just be happy that we have several friends," Rosalina said.
Peach began opening her locker. "Yeah, we could be in Michael's situation right now," she mentioned, pointing to the little Toad who was getting bullied.
"Hey, Peach! Peach, let me talk to you!" Mario called out.
Peach didn't care about her surroundings as she threw her locker door open and hit Daisy right in her face. The green-dressed girl fell down to the cold ground. "Coming!" Peach squealed, and ran over to him.
Rosalina sighed as she knelt down to help her sister. "You're okay, Daisy?" she asked.
"I guess. Besides the big bruise on my face, I'm fine!" Daisy said sarcastically.
"That's good!" Rosalina said. Daisy rolled her eyes.
"Hey, Mario… where are you?" Peach asked.
"Right behind you!" Mario answered. Peach turned around.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I've just had a hard day, I didn't notice you there," she apologized.
"That's okay. Anyway, are you doing anything tomorrow?" Mario wondered.
"Yeah, I have to stay after school tomorrow so that me and my sisters can get some help in Geometry," Peach replied.
"Oh…" Mario said, trying to act surprised. "I thought you would like to see my basketball practice."
"I would, but I have to stay," Peach sighed.
"I understand. It's important," Mario nodded.
"I need to go. The bus is going to leave in two minutes," Peach said. "Bye." She hurried off along with her sisters.
Luigi and Waluigi came from wherever they hid. They watched as a few sewing club members walked to the library.
"They're already going to meet up," Luigi said.
"I thought we would all be able to go rob the spray paint store, but it doesn't seem as so," Mario said, slightly frustrated.
"I think we still can. It's several blocks away, not far from here. If we hurry, then we can get the paint and be back in time so that no one will leave," Waluigi suggested.
"Wow. For the first time ever, Wal actually makes a point. Well, you know the saying, boys: go big or go home. So, let's go big," Mario said, flying out a nearby window. Luigi and Waluigi followed.
They flew until they saw the spray paint store, and crashed in through the roof. An older guy was cleaning the cash register when they had burst in. He shrieked like a girl when he saw them.
Mario started smirking. "Well, it's very nice to see you too, Mr. Barkley," he sneered.
"T-Take whatever you want! J-Just don't hurt me please!" Mr. Barkley cried in fear.
Mario and his brothers quickly went into action and took all of the paint that Mr. Barkley had in stock.
"Is that everything?" Waluigi asked.
"Not quite… I need one more thing…" Mario responded, staring at the register.
"What do you want now?" Mr. Barkley whined.
Mario flew over to him and grabbed his chin. He stared into his eyes. "Give me the money," he said darkly.
"W-What? What d-did you say?" Mr. Barkley stammered.
"I said, give me the money," Mario repeated in the same dark tone.
"I can't," Mr. Barkley said.
"Why not?!" Mario yelled, his spit flying onto Mr. Barkley's face.
"B-Because I h-have a f-family, and we r-really need the m-money for t-them," Mr. Barkley answered, shivering.
"Well, guess what, Mr. Barkley? We don't freaking care!" Luigi exclaimed, snatching the cash register.
Mr. Barkley stood there, trying to fight back tears.
"See you on the streets, señor!" Mario screeched, laughing maniacally, and he and his brothers left the store. They quickly flew back to school and hid their new stolen items in the supply closet. "Now, to have a sewing club 'meeting' these students will never ever forget."
They walked into the library silent and hid behind a shelf, not wanting the students to see or hear them.
"I am so confused," one student said.
"Didn't the poster say that the meeting was here in the library?" another wondered.
"Guys, I bet someone tried to fool us and make us wait here for nothing. I think we should just bail and get home," a third student suggested.
"Yeah," everyone else said, and began to leave.
"You guys better sit back down if you know what's good for you!" Mario commanded. The students all sat back down in a seat. Mario and his brothers stood up and walked out into the students' view. All of them gasped. "Well… that's a lot better, don't you agree, boys?"
Luigi and Waluigi just snickered and laughed.
"Oh, it's the Plumber Rumblers! W-What do you want from us?" a ninth grade girl whimpered.
"All we need from you is your sewing skills, so don't worry about getting hurt or something," Luigi answered her.
"You know who the Gadd girls are, am I correct?" Mario wondered. The students only nodded, still a bit afraid. "Good, so you can make us their dresses, socks and shoes in a night, correct?"
"What?!" they all yelled.
"Did I stammer? You heard me! I said you all will be making us their dresses, socks and shoes for us. Tonight," Mario ordered.
"No, we're not. There's always that dude who checks all around the school to see if anyone is still in the building. With the lights on like this, he's obviously gonna know that we're in here! And also, why should we listen to you?!" another girl snapped.
Mario looked up as Luigi flew up to the lights and with his kicks, broke the bulbs on the chandelier. He flew back down and stared at the students, their mouths wide open in amazement.
"Now… I think that answers your first question, and the second, you will have to listen to us… because you're stuck with us. We locked all the doors in the library, and don't even think about escaping down the secret entryway, because we put a negative shield over it, so you're trapped with us. For the entire night," Mario explained, a nasty grin forming on his face.
"So, let me get this. Let me get this straight. You guys put up fake meeting posters so that we'd come here, and now, you want us to make dresses, socks and shoes that are exactly like the Gadd girls' ones?" the first girl said.
"Yup," all three boys said simultaneously.
"And we will make you work. You either work the whole night, or you die. It's that simple," Mario mentioned. "Are you ready, students?"
No one answered because of their fear of the evil trio.
"Did you hear me?! I said, are you ready, students?!" Mario repeated, much louder.
"Yes!" all the students shrieked.
"Excellent! Our dress size is a 16 and our shoe and sock sizes are both 10… in men's size, ladies!" Luigi shouted, some girls not paying much attention.
"Get to work!" Mario said, flying over to and standing on a table. His brothers did the same thing. Mario heard with his super-hearing the main doors of the school being locked. He laughed very quietly to himself. "This is gonna be a hell of a fun night," he whispered.
It was reaching eight o'clock at school. Six hours after everyone went home. Several of the students were trying their best not to fall asleep on the job. The Plumber Rumblers had taken a five minute break so that they could find something to eat. The students took a break as well.
"It's getting muggy in here," a ninth grader whined.
"It is! I'm happy that they left the room," a tenth grader spoke.
"The thing is that we won't know if they're real close by or not, so let's get back to work," an eleventh grader mentioned.
The rest of the students moaned as they continued with the work. Moments later, the Plumber Rumblers came back into the room, each of them with a soda in their hand. The room was lit dimly with scented candles.
"Hello, fellow subjects. How's your progress?" Mario asked. "W-We finished a dress and a pair of socks," a ninth grader said quietly.
"That's all? Man, we had high expectations for you guys. I thought you would be finished with the whole outfit, shoes and everything. And to think I was going to reward you with food," Mario said in a very teasing tone. "Well, no food for the students. Boo hoo."
"Please feed us. We're starving!" a tenth grader pleaded.
"How are we supposed to work if we don't eat any food?" a senior added. "I'm falling asleep and it's not even 8:30 yet!"
"We've said this before. It's either you guys can work, or you can die. Honestly, do you want to get killed by us?" Luigi said.
"No," the two said, shaking their heads no.
"Then, get back to work!" Luigi demanded. "I don't want to repeat myself!" The students, very tired, kept going with their work. "Damn, it's fun to be the boss," he said.
"We just have to keep the students working for another ten hours," Mario said. He eyed a student who was trying to sleep. "Wake up, you lazy old hag!" he shouted. The student immediately woke back up and continued with his work. Mario took a sip of his soda. "Ordering people around is a lot of work."
"Yeah, you think that, but what about actually doing the work?!" an eleventh grader cried. Everyone else gasped at the student's boldness. Mario flew over to him and stared deeply in his eyes.
"Did you just backtalk me?" he growled. The eleventh grader began shivering.
"I… I…" he couldn't speak. Mario forcefully grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and flew up higher.
"Did you just backtalk me?!" he repeated, a lot louder.
"Y-Yes, I did… a-and I'm s-sorry! Forgive me! P-Please!" the eleventh grader begged.
Mario turned his head to his brothers. "Hey, guys… what should I do with this pathetic student?" he questioned.
"You've said it yourself, Mario. Show them all not to mess with us… or more specifically… show him," Luigi replied, staring at the eleventh grader.
Mario turned his head back to the afraid eleventh grader, something wicked glowing in his eyes. "I know… I know that you guys won't forget about tonight… but this one. This one in my hands… is about to experience the highlight of his life…" he said.
He threw the student in the air, and when the student came back down, Mario kicked him with so much power that it sent the student flying to the ground with exceptional speed. He crashed into a table head-on, breaking the table and knocking himself unconscious. Everyone gasped in shock and immediately started murmuring.
"Oh my gosh!" a student shrieked.
"Is he dead?" another whispered to their friend.
"That," Mario started. Everyone turned their heads to him, in total fear. "That right there is the punishment you students will get if you backtalk any of us. You wanna live until tomorrow? Then, don't be a dummy and backtalk us."
The students were petrified. "Now… you guys can all get back to work or you will regret it," Waluigi said.
The students sighed as they got back to work.
"Why does the feeling of dominance feel so good?" Luigi said, chuckling.
"Because having dominance is getting what you want, when you want it. Of course it feels good," Mario answered. He took another sip of his soda. "Ahh… you gotta love some Fresca."
"I swear, what's the difference between Fresca and Sprite soda? They're both lemon-lime soda," Waluigi said.
"Probably because one's 'healthier' than the other," Mario shrugged. "One has sugar and calories, one doesn't."
"Well, we have about ten more hours until the sun comes up. Just have to keep these people working," Luigi said.
"Yes, that's true. But that shouldn't be so hard, right?" Mario chuckled.
Luigi and Waluigi joined in. "It's good to be evil," they said.
"Yes, it is. Yes, it is," Mario agreed, his red eyes glowing evilly.
Author's Note: Why are the Plumber Rumblers so evullll? D: (And yes, I meant to spell 'evil' that way. xD) So the Plumber Rumblers have finally begun their devious plans, keeping the sewing club members hostage in the library while they did work. If I was a student at their school, I would be so petrified of the Plumber Rumblers that I would not be able to go to school half of the time, they're really scary. O_o What will happen to the rest of the sewing club members? You gonna wait on that (it won't be another 3 months xD). :P