Chapter 14: Like the Great Coin-lecctathon, the Great Gold Goomba Migration was also a Horrible Part of History.

Ever since the rescue of Princess Daisy, life had relatively gone back to normal in the Mushroom Kingdom. Of course, there were more occasional kidnappings of Princess Peach, but sometimes it was Toad that was the captive. Wait, is it the Toad that's been following Mario throughout the whole story, or was it a different one? All Toads look the same, to be honest. ...Why does that sound racist when I say it out loud?

Anyways, life had been going relatively smoothly, everyone being able to finally get a chance to relax. Toads played outside, admiring at the pretty scenery added via Kingdom Builder, Bowser's baddies not even in sight. Not to mention there was a lovely breeze outside, making it perfect weather for a picnic or flying a kite. Though, if one was to have a picnic, the wind might've blown the blanket away, but that was besides the point. All that mattered was that it was a nice day out.

Of course, some preferred to stay inside. Luigi, for example. While he did plan on going on a bit later, he just wanted to watch from afar at that moment. Since it was a bit of a lazy day, he could finally enjoy a nice cup of hot cocoa without interruptions. As he sat down in his chair, he let out a content sigh, admiring the leaves occasionally falling from the trees, pushing back the red and white scarf around his neck.

He then stared into his green mug, reflecting on the adventure that he had with Mario and the others a while back. While he was still kind of bummed out that he himself wasn't the one to rescue Princess Daisy, he was relieved to know that she was safe, so that's all that really mattered to him. She also decided to stay in the Mushroom Kingdom for a little while, wanting to join him and the others on their escapades. Everyone in Sarasaland knew of this fact, so it was okay.

Luigi let out another sigh, the steam from his hot cocoa blowing away because of it. He blew on the hot beverage, ready to have another sip, but before he could, Toadette slammed the door open, causing him to spill some on his overalls in shock, doing his best not to scream in agony.

"Luigi, get your fat ass out here! It's an emergency!" With that, Toadette left as soon as she came, leaving Luigi to continue wincing in pain.

Soon enough, the undectet met up, all in a circle. Purple was the first to break the silence. "So, why did you call us here?" he asked, blandness in his tone.

Toadette lit up. "Well, I'm glad you asked! You see, there's apparently a rare species of Goomba patrolling around. We call this the Great Gold Goomba Migration! Apparently, if we defeat enough of them, we'll get cool items to decorate the kingdom! ...Hey, I don't make the rules."

Mario perked up a bit as well. "A Gold Goomba Migration? That sounds interesting."

Toadette lit up even more. "See? Now you're getting it! That settles it, then! Until the migration is over, we will defeat the Goomba scum and show that we're the superior race!"

Mario, flabbergasted, raised his hands upwards a bit, his palms facing Toadette "Hey, wait a second! Where did that come from?"

Toadette scoffed a bit. "You haven't forgot, have you? The Goombas betrayed us. You could find that in pretty much any recent history book."

Mario shook his head. "No, I know that Goombas once coincided with us. It's just that, you know, doesn't that thing you said about 'superior races' seem kind of… dodgy?"

Toadette tilted her head to the side. "I don't get what you're talking about. Anyway, are you going to join me on my escapade or not?"

Mario gave a slight shrug. "I wasn't really planning on doing anything today, so I guess I'll help out."

Eventually the others agreed to join them as well, much to the female Toad's delight. Wait… So, do Toads have genders, or do they just take on certain characteristics? I mean, they were originally designed with no real gender in mind, so it's hard to say. There's been female Toads in the RPGs, but how canon are those? And if Toads are genderless, then how do they… You know what? That's enough Toad biology for one day. No more learning about the bup. Go do that in your own time.

The heroes set off, ready to find the Gold Goombas, splitting up to look in different parts of the Worlds. Since Super Mario Run wasn't that big of the game, everyone had about two levels to explore. Mario was put in charge of patrolling 1-1 and 1-2. He went over there as soon as he could, proceeding to admire and take in the surroundings. It wasn't often he could do such a thing, what with Peach getting kidnapped a lot and all.

He knew he couldn't stay in his own world, though, so with a quick adjustment of his cap, he set off, only to trip on his own feet, careening onto the ground. Hey, take a quick guess what mostly got hurt. If you said his nose, then, wow you're absolutely right. It's almost as if it's a forced running gag, each time it occurs becoming more and more half-assed, unfunny, and lazy. Wait a second…

Mario got up to his knees, looking at his nose somewhat despondently. He was used to this now, though. Shaking himself out of his slight stupor, he set off for real this time, ready to search for the apparently elusive Golden Goombas.

As Mario proceeded to walk downwards, he noticed a faint glimmer from afar. Having an idea for what it was, we went onwards, soon seeing two Golden Goombas walking along. "This must be the Golden Goombas Toadette was talking about," he thought to himself, soon proceeding to stomp on both of them. Letting out a sigh, he ran off again, ready to find more of the seemingly elusive sub-species of sorts. I mean, I think. I don't really remember anything about biology. Except for maybe dominant and recessive genes. Hey. Hey, guys. Dominant. ...I'll stop now; sorry.

Mario went onwards, searching high and low, but in the end, he only stomped a metaphorical handful. At the very least, the stamp card he had on him magically had stamps marked on it now, so it seemed he was making some process. To this surprise though, there was more stamps than Goombas he stomped. He stared at the stamp card with uncertainty and faint paranoia, unsure how something like that would happen. In the end, he just assumed it was a sign that the others were making good progress. I mean, hey. Mario logic is kinda wack.

Soon enough, the sun was beginning to fall, and everyone was meeting back up to see how they did. They showed each other their stamp cards, all talking about there was explicitly similar events to the one Mario had experienced. All together, they had certainly stomped more than 30 Goombas, netting them a Big Gold Goomba Statue, and yes, that is what it's called. At least last time I checked.

So, what did we learn today? Well, if you work hard, you will be benefited in the end. Hmm… that seems too cliche… What's a better moral? I wonder… Oh; I got one! Violence is always the answer! Actually, no it isn't. Please don't take advice from me.

Also, sorry it's been like three months. Actually, no. It's been, like, five. Oh, wait. It's been six. Shit, sorry. I also apologize if the ending seemed kind of rushed. I promise I still want to work on this series. Creativity has just run low. Get it? RUN?! Hahaha! Ahem. Wait. Why am I giving you status updates in the end of the chapter? Sigh. Just enjoy the rest of the series, whenever it comes out. Love you. ;p