SMG4 and Mario had woken up on a golden beach, and the metal plane float they had lied disappeared into the sea. A forest was behind them, along with a couple of hills. 'Mamma mia…' Mario, who was finally awake, flopped down into the sand, 'We're going to die here…'
SMG4 looked at the plumber, and took his blue cap off to fan himself in the heat. 'Maybe we will, if you keep grumbling about it. We need shelter and food, or else both of us are as good as dead,' he moaned. 'Save it!' Mario grumbled in annoyance, getting up and wiping the sand off his drenched overalls.
SMG4 got up as well, rubbing his head. 'Do you...even know how to survive?' He remembered Mario's attempt at making a survival show. It of course did not go well.
'Um..yeah! Mario's always prepared!' He felt his empty pockets and looked around the beach in a moment of silence. '...Never mind.' SMG4 sighed and shook. 'Idiot. Follow me.'
The duo walked into the forest, bickering along the way. Finally, they reached a clearing that seemed suitable for a shelter. 'Here seems like a good place. Bring me a bunch of sticks and twigs,' said SMG4. Mario scoffed. 'So what are you gonna do? Lounge here comfortably while I'm doing the dirty work?' 'I'm going to start the fire!' SMG4 growled, as his massive amount of patience was starting to diminish.
'Fine!' The red plumber raised his voice, stomping off into the underbrush, gathering all the sticks he could find. It took a little while, but when he returned, he found SMG4 and no fire. He was aggressively rubbing twigs together, with his white gloves ripped and dirtied. 'Come on!' He yelled at the pieces of wood.
Mario narrowed his eyes, smirking and dropping the sticks in front of the blue capped man. 'Looks like you suck at this,' he laughed at SMG4.
SMG4 turned somewhat red. 'Says the guy who almost died in a forest alone once, since he was too retarded to even do anything!' He said. Mario's fists trembled. 'Stop talking about that!' He shouted while he was tackling SMG4. The two of them began to fight, with the sun setting and already disappearing behind dark storm clouds.
Finally, enough was enough. SMG4 blew up from rage. 'I saved you from the crash, you spaghetti psycho! Now I'm starting to think I should've left you in that chair!' He shouted with anger.
The red plumber fell silent and backed away, with a genuinely hurt expression on his face.
SMG4 processed what had come out of his mouth, and his expression completely changed. He approached the plumber. 'Mario...I'm sorry…I—'
But Mario didn't care. He turned and ran away into the forest. His signature hat fell off his head—and left behind him.
'N-No! Come back! I'm sorry!—' SMG4 cried out, but he was already alone. He leaned down and picked up Mario's hat, dusting it off in sorrow. He didn't mean to lash out like that. And now his friend was out there alone. SMG4 clutched the cap tightly. As the rain continued to worsen, he ran after Mario to find him.