AN: I just want to make this clear so that there is no confusion. This story,a long with Polari's Origins and Rosalina's Intergalactic Circus, are NOT part of the Super Koopalings canon. I just wanted to make that abundantly clear.

Chapter 2 Happy Happy Holidays

Rosalina loved the holidays; she loved them to no end. The senses of nostalgia, joy, and togetherness always made these special occasions such a treat for her. She wanted to share those feelings with everyone else. The only problem? She was terrible at doing it.

Take Christmas, for example. Rosalina had wanted to celebrate Christmas for a long time. She had gone out of her way to dress up for the occasion. She could vividly remember the red and white outfit that she had worn, completely with a jingle bell brooch that twinkled every time she walked.

Rosalina had asked all of her friends what they had wanted for Christmas. Once she compiled the list, she had used her magic to make all of the gifts appear in a sparkly, turquoise bag. With the bag slung over her right shoulder, she had gone down to the Mushroom World to deliver the presents to her friends. Of course, she couldn't just sneak in via the front door; that would be too obvious. No, she had decided to sneak in another way: through her friends' chimneys.

Now, everything had gone relatively well. That is, until Rosalina got to Peach's Castle. Before she had gone down Peach's chimney, she had decided to light her cigarette. Rosalina had started smoking cigarettes when she had put on a circus for her friends, and she had found herself incapable of stopping. But that was okay. Rosalina was immortal anyway. Besides, it's not like smoking had caused her too many problems.

At least, it hadn't until that Christmas Eve night. In her sparkly gift bag was a collection of bob-ombs. That is what Peach had wanted for Christmas; bob-ombs. At a cursory glance, Rosalina found this to be an odd choice. However, when she thought about it, she realized that Peach could use the bombs to prevent a kidnapping. Yep, the princess was definitely someone who needed deadly weapons in her life.

As Rosalina snuck her way down the princess's chimney, she had a cigarette in her mouth. The cigarette holder was an icy blue, and it had beautiful snowflake patterns elegantly etched on the side. On top of which, a bright, cerulean flame was dancing at the end of the cigarette, and little twinkles of ash fell to the floor like snowy crystals.

Rosalina got down the chimney in no time flat. She took a puff of the cigarette holder, and sparkly snowflake shaped smoke ring escaped from the blazing blue tip. She smiled and carefully got the bob-ombs out of the bag, being carefully that she didn't ignite them.

Unfortunately, she was not careful enough. A spark fell onto one of the bob-ombs. Once she saw that the fuse was becoming shorter and shorter by the second, Rosalina fled to the chimney. Before she could start climbing up, the bob-omb went off, sending her zipping up the chimney and into the night sky like a firework. She vanished with a twinkle when she got into the stratosphere, presents rainbow ing down over the frosty Mushroom Kingdom.

Rosalina tried with all of her might to forget about that cursed event. Unfortunately for her, that was not the only example of a holiday that went wrong. There was also that time that she had hosted that Thanksgiving. Rosalina had invited all of her friends from all over the galaxy to come and enjoy the feast. She had instructed every single one of them to bring a dish, so that way they could all participate in the grandest potluck ever known.

There were some many scrumptious dishes, ranging from the traditional turkey from all sorts of alien dishes. There was a pudding that was glowing neon green, a vegetable that smelt of rose perfume, and a dish that resembled a cross between caramel and mint flavored ice creams.

Rosalina just couldn't help herself. When it was finally time to begin eating, she had started stuffing her face. The more food that she put into her mouth, the faster she got. Faster, faster, and faster still. She was going so fast that she could beat even the most professional speed eaters in a race. Every was staring at her in both awe and shock. They had not expected such a voracious appetite from such an otherwise elegant lady.

By the time that she was finished, all of the dishes on the table were gone. Even the plates and bowls that had been used to serve them seemed to have miraculously disappeared. Then, Rosalina elegantly wiped her mouth and got out a particulaly big, fat cigar with a glowing orange tip. A pumpkin smell filled the room.

The staring at Rosalina turned into glaring at Rosalina. Rosalina chuckled sheepishly before she heard a distressed coo escape from her stomach. She looked at her torso and instantly felt like throwing up.

"Excuse me," she said, and rushed out.

Those were just two examples of ways that Rosalina's holiday celebrations had gone terribly wrong. That was why Rosalina was crossing her fingers and praying to any God there was that this New Year's Eve party went well.