The Sledge Brothers each grabbed Morton and Roy and restrained them to the wall.
"OMIGOD! NOT THE PRINCESS NOT THE PRINCESS NOT THE PRIN-"
The Sledge Brother covered up Morton's big mouth as the Princess walked in, accompanied by Toadsworth and holding a sack of coins.
"Oh my, restraining children? How dare you! Put them down!"
"But they're-"
"Put them down," Peach ordered. "Now. Restraining children is no way to get them to behave."
"But they're King Bowser's children!"
"Well no wonder they are so badly behaved! Their father probably restrained them all the time! Be nice, for goodness' sake!"
The Sledge Brothers put Morton and Roy down but kept a firm grip on their hands.
"HEY! THAT IS SLANDER! OUR FATHER NEVER RESTRAINED US! ALL HE EVER DID WAS ROAST OUR BUTTS A LITTLE WHEN WE DESERV-"
Roy covered up Morton's big mouth.
The Princess sighed. "This place is in sorry condition. I'm afraid I haven't been funding it enough. I might have to double, maybe even triple, no, quadruple what I've been funding it with."
Roy and Morton gasped.
Without warning, Roy grabbed the coin bag out of the Princess's hands.
"Hey! Give that back! That money is for Happy Homes!"
"Oh, really?" said Roy. "I thought we was residents of Happy Homes! Catch!"
Roy tossed the bag to Morton.
Morton ran off with the bag, followed by both of the Sledge Brothers, and out into the courtyard where the teen girls were lining up to go back to their cottage after dinner.
"Catch, Wendy!"
Wendy perked up at Morton mentioning her name, but was too slow to avoid having money tossed at her face. Morton was not sorry to see that happen to his bratty sister.
Wendy pushed herself up and looked at the coin bag, grinning deviously as she thought of what to do with it.
One of the Sledge Brothers caught Morton while the other tore after Wendy.
"Give us the money, or else we will restrain you," the Sledge Brother said.
"No!" Wendy shouted. She leaped as high as she could, fueled by adrenaline rather than food, and tossed the coin bag over the ten foot tall iron fence.
Or almost over the fence. The bag got caught on one of the prongs on top of the fence, which ripped it and caused some coins to spill out over the other side.
Larry passed by, escorted by a Shy Guy staff.
"Hey, what's going on?" he asked Wendy.
"Um, I think it's the Princess's money."
Larry's eyes twinkled with lust at the sound of the coins dropping to the ground. The bag ripped more, and the coins began to spill on both sides of the fence. Larry ran over and happily scraped up the few coins that had dropped on the inside of the fence and hid them in his shell.
Meanwhile, Roy was holding up Peach at the door.
"Let me pass, you rough little hooligan! I need to go home to fetch more money to fund the place with!"
"Sheesh, lady, ain't you ever heard of a credit card?" Roy asked.
"Well, they don't accept credit or debit here," Peach said. "Now please, if you let me donate some money to this place, you will get better meals here!"
"Will I get pizza?"
"Well, I don't know if it will be enough to afford that. Pizza is rather expensive, and there are a lot of kids here that need to be fed, and it wouldn't be fair if only some of you got pizza."
The Sledge Brothers came back, one of them still holding on to Morton. The other grabbed Roy out of the way of Princess Peach.
"Why, thank you. Now go easy on him, but don't let him get into any trouble."
The Sledge Brothers restrained Morton and Roy as soon as the Princess had driven out of sight.
"We're thinking about sending the two of you to juvenile hall," one of them said.
"Great, can it wait until tomorrow?" asked Morton.
"Come to think of it, you two would benefit from an early bedtime".
"Early? Man, I was hoping to stay up until twelve o'clock!"
"Dintcha hear, we've got the Paragoomba flu!" said Roy.
"The FLU?" the Sledge Brothers shouted together.
"But I didn't even get my flu shot yet!" shouted the other.
"Straight to quarantine for the both of you!"
Roy and Morton were tossed into a doctor's room where Larry happened to be waiting inspection. The door was deadbolted behind them.
"Hey, where have you been this whole time?" asked Morton.
"Oh, I was just having a good time in the teen girls' cottage," Larry answered with a wink.
"Told ya," said Roy, elbowing Morton.
"They were going to make me take a shower after dinner, which would wash all this pink hair dye and makeup off, but I pretended I had food poisoning – and believe me, that wasn't difficult." Larry shuddered, remembering the nasty peanut butter that came in a plastic squeeze tube and squirted oil off the top when torn open. "But of course there is NO WAY the food here could possibly be ill-prepared enough to give you food poisoning, so they figured it was Paragoomba flu."
"Haha, all we had to do was cough and sneeze!" said Roy.
Larry sighed. "I want to call King Dad to make sure he comes tonight to get us before the Princess does. But that wouldn't do any good… He can't have us until tomorrow… And that bitch Peach will be back with another sack of money…
"And we will be stuck here…" said Morton.
"…FOR ANOTHER MONTH!" the three of them cried together.
