Fuuu… I was going to update on Saturday morning but my internet died… but it's alive again! Yaaaaay new cable modem
So uh… yeah! Hey guys I finished Super Paper Mario today! BEST/ DARKEST MARIO GAME EVER.
Ahahaha.
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Chapter eight.
Fawful stood atop a TV set, holding over his head a huge set of bunny-ear TV antennae.
"There—right there! You got it, slick!"
Fawful glared down at Doopliss and the group of various baddies around him. "If you would be giving me time for the building of something, I can be making an apparatus of reception which would make it unnecessary for me to be doing this annoying thing."
"Yeah, yeah," Doopliss said, flipping the channel with a remote. "You can do that later, slick, once I've gotten a chance to watch some TV."
Fawful growled.
Kamek entered the tent, looking around at the group. "What's going on, here?"
A Goomba looked up at Kamek. "The crazy little bean-kid got the TV working!"
"I do not possess craziness!" Fawful snapped, "And I am not being a kid!"
"TV? Shouldn't we be doing something more important?" Kamek said. He pushed through the group that was now mesmerized by the TV and stopped next to Doopliss. "Oh, Doopliss. When'd you get here?"
"'Bout a week ago," Doopliss replied, flipping the channel again.
"Huh. Funny I haven't seen you. I thought for sure that everyone in your area was dead meat, what with how dark it always was over there."
"I kept the shadows away," Doopliss grinned, "I turned into a lightbulb. They couldn't touch me."
"Clever," Kamek said, raising an eyebrow.
"Heh, yeah right!" laughed a Magikoopa. "Soon as we found him, he passed out. He totally forgot to consider that lightbulbs need power to stay on!"
Kamek chuckled. "Let me guess. It ended up draining you completely, huh?"
Doopliss grunted. "It worked, didn't it?"
Fawful spoke up. "He only had the waking up at a time which was a little bit ago!"
"I said it worked, didn't it?!" Doopliss changed the channel again, "Jeez."
Kamek snatched the remote from Doopliss's hand and started flipping through the channels.
"Hey!" Doopliss said. "I was watching that!"
"Shush, this is more important," Kamek said. He settled on a news channel.
"Hey," said the Goomba, "They're talking about the shadows."
Kamek nodded. "Looks like." He stood there and watched as the Toad reporters talked about all the places that had mysteriously turned dark. He felt a bit of envy as they walked through the places completely untouched by the shadows, protected by their innocence. "The poor idiots. They have no idea what's going on."
"Man, here we're cowering in this miserable place and all those jerks are all safe," Doopliss grumbled.
"That is only being for now," Fawful pointed out. "Eventually they too will be—"
"Hey!" Kamek interrupted, pointing to Fawful, "I thought we had a talk about all this pessimism."
Fawful huffed. "I am still wanting to be speaking with you, by the waying."
Kamek gave the remote back to Doopliss. "So talk, then."
"I am wanting you to be teaching me how to use properly the magics of powerfulness and shadow-repelling," Fawful said.
"No," Kamek said, watching the TV.
"What?!" Fawful threw the TV antennae to the ground, killing the signal and reducing every channel to static. The entire group, except Kamek, groaned. "Why are you not wanting to have the teaching of the great and amazing Fawful?!"
"Because I saw your pathetic attempts at magic circles," Kamek frowned. "You obviously don't have a clue what magic is about."
"That is only being a result of the fact that I have not received any teachings!" Fawful yelled, jumping off of the TV.
"And why not?" Kamek adjusted his glasses, "Cackletta was the most powerful witch in Beanbean and yet she didn't see fit to teach you any magic! Why do you think that was, hmm?"
"Well, that—"
"It's because you obviously don't have the knack!" Kamek crossed his arms. "And I'm not going to waste my time trying to teach someone who just isn't going to get it."
The others in the room let out a quiet "oooooh," sounding like a group of kindergarteners watching a fight. Doopliss chimed in with "He told you!"
Fawful clenched his fists. "I am insisting! I am a genius of much smartness and intelligence, and I will learn magics just as well as I am able to learn science and things of such nature!"
Kamek shrugged. "Fine." He pointed to the other Magikoopa in the room. "You. Teach the kid magic."
"Wh-what?!" the Magikoopa cried.
"I am also saying 'what'!" Fawful said.
"Hey, I'm not the only wizard here," Kamek remarked. "I don't see why I should bother."
"But—but Kamek, sir, I—"
"Hey, I'm in charge here, remember?" Kamek said, "This is an order!"
"I am saying to you no!" Fawful shouted, "I refuse to be taught by someone who is possessing inferior skills!"
"Heey, that's not cool," the Magikoopa said.
"I'm not doing it," Kamek insisted.
"You should have honor that I am asking you for instruction!" Fawful said, "The only one who is truly possessing worthiness for the teaching of the one who is me is the great Cackletta herself, but since she is no longer here I am forced to settle for you."
Kamek rolled his eyes. "Gee, thanks."
"What if the shadow things of badness are having attacking, hmm?!" Fawful argued, "Are you of the desire that no one is able to be defending themselves?!"
Kamek thought about this for a moment, and then smiled. "I see your point."
"So you will have the teaching of me?"
Kamek nodded, and then looked around at the group. "Okay! Everyone here who doesn't already know magic, you're coming with me for a crash course!"
"What?!" Fawful exclaimed, "But—"
"I'll teach you, don't you worry," Kamek chuckled, "I'll just teach all the rest of them, too."
"Ruuu…," Fawful growled. "I have fury."
"I know you do," Kamek gave Fawful a condescending pat on the head. "Now come on, let's get started."
Kamek left the tent with most of the group following behind. Fawful lingered around for a moment more.
"Stupid Magikoopa of stupidness!" Fawful grumbled. He gave the TV a good kick.
"Hey!" Doopliss said, picking up the antenna. "Don't do that, slick!"
Fawful stuck out his tongue again and kicked the TV a second time before running to catch up with Kamek and the others.
