Mario's Missing? AGAIN?!
"Ok, start from the beginning," the officer told the little red spotted man, "what happened?"
"Well," began the little man, "I went over to Mario's house. He and the Princess were supposed to be going out that evening and I was to escort them to the Yoshi's Island Bakery. I went to his house and there was no answer! I tried to look in the window, but I'm only 2 foot 3 inches tall."
The officer snickered.
"Hey! I don't think your lieutenant would be very pleased if he found out an officer was harassing a petite, defenseless little mushroom man!"
Taken aback, the officer visibly straightened himself and got on his poker face. "Please, do go on," he stated.
"Alright. Anyway, I was just staring off into the distance wondering what to do, and I hear this whistling, like a missile was just fired in my direction. Naturally, I jumped and turned around. There was a loud THUD from inside Mario's house, and several potted plants outside shook themselves clear out of the pots." He stopped for a moment and squinted into the bright light. "Do you really have to have that light on? It's not like I'm some suspect in a cri-" "YES!!! NOW GET ON WITH IT!!!" the officer screamed.
"Jeez, fine. So I bust down the door Kung-Fu style! And there's Mario just kind of lying there with something in his hand. I walk up to him and he's snoring!! He was asleep!! I look in his hand and he's got a beer bottle in his hand and a couple of cards sticking out of his sleeve. I start shaking him and yelling 'Mario!! Mario!! Wake up!! What's going on?!' He started mumbling something like '*Groan*. Bowser. Gimme another cold one. Hah!! Five aces!' I was very confused at this point. Then, he looks up at me really woozily and tries to focus, but he was clearly intoxicated. He stands up and looks at me, really trying to focus, but breathing schnapps breath all over me. He makes some weird noise like a flooded lawnmower and punches me out the door!"
The officer started to write things down on the report paper.
"And your name is. Toad?" he asked
"Yes, that's correct."
". Riiiiiight. Well, we'll dispatch an officer immediately to investigate, thank you for your cooperation."
Toad nodded and jumped. or rather, fell, out of his chair and walked to the door. The officer was still busy filling out the paper, looking at his watch and checking other sheets.
"Umm. Sir?" The officer looked up, "Yes?. Oh, I'm sorry."
The officer got up, walked over, and opened the door for the little mushroom man who barely reached passed his knees.
"Ok, start from the beginning," the officer told the little red spotted man, "what happened?"
"Well," began the little man, "I went over to Mario's house. He and the Princess were supposed to be going out that evening and I was to escort them to the Yoshi's Island Bakery. I went to his house and there was no answer! I tried to look in the window, but I'm only 2 foot 3 inches tall."
The officer snickered.
"Hey! I don't think your lieutenant would be very pleased if he found out an officer was harassing a petite, defenseless little mushroom man!"
Taken aback, the officer visibly straightened himself and got on his poker face. "Please, do go on," he stated.
"Alright. Anyway, I was just staring off into the distance wondering what to do, and I hear this whistling, like a missile was just fired in my direction. Naturally, I jumped and turned around. There was a loud THUD from inside Mario's house, and several potted plants outside shook themselves clear out of the pots." He stopped for a moment and squinted into the bright light. "Do you really have to have that light on? It's not like I'm some suspect in a cri-" "YES!!! NOW GET ON WITH IT!!!" the officer screamed.
"Jeez, fine. So I bust down the door Kung-Fu style! And there's Mario just kind of lying there with something in his hand. I walk up to him and he's snoring!! He was asleep!! I look in his hand and he's got a beer bottle in his hand and a couple of cards sticking out of his sleeve. I start shaking him and yelling 'Mario!! Mario!! Wake up!! What's going on?!' He started mumbling something like '*Groan*. Bowser. Gimme another cold one. Hah!! Five aces!' I was very confused at this point. Then, he looks up at me really woozily and tries to focus, but he was clearly intoxicated. He stands up and looks at me, really trying to focus, but breathing schnapps breath all over me. He makes some weird noise like a flooded lawnmower and punches me out the door!"
The officer started to write things down on the report paper.
"And your name is. Toad?" he asked
"Yes, that's correct."
". Riiiiiight. Well, we'll dispatch an officer immediately to investigate, thank you for your cooperation."
Toad nodded and jumped. or rather, fell, out of his chair and walked to the door. The officer was still busy filling out the paper, looking at his watch and checking other sheets.
"Umm. Sir?" The officer looked up, "Yes?. Oh, I'm sorry."
The officer got up, walked over, and opened the door for the little mushroom man who barely reached passed his knees.
