Authors' Notes~

Ziptango: Okay, you asked for it so you got it! Here's chapter two!

Roonerdude: Woo hoo..

Ziptango: *looks blandly at Roon* Isn't his enthusiasm just contagious?

Roonerdude: .........

Ziptango: Well, anyway, in this chapter, Luigi doesn't have much of an accent. I have a hard time picturing him with it. Besides, he's suppose to be the smart dude, so he probably picked up English fast. And since he's my fav character, I'll do him how I see fit. Just wanted to make sure that was clear as mud.

Roonerdude: We mostly picked on Mario anyway. We had VERY evil thoughts. >:)


Yuna62 & Celtic Boy

Ziptango: Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I hope you find this one even funnier ^-^
Roonerdude: Ya thanx!!

Robin Lee

Ziptango: Lol, wow I'm flattered! Thank you! Maybe I'll find some time to read your work as well =) And you're right, I should find the Vader in me more often >=)
Roonerdude: We will continue updating, and No I won't turn to the darkside, I have to get a self defence weapon for HER *looks at Zip*
Ziptango: *smug grin*
Roonerdude: *Gulp* ... But plz review and we may put you on. Thanx for reading!


Mushroom Mission: Impossible
By Ziptango and Roonerdude


Mario skipped down a path admiring the beautiful spring day. Birds chirped merrily in the background as pink bunnies hopped to and fro blissfully among the fragrant flowers. In a particular patch of delicate daisies, a large red rose swelling in the middle caught his eye. Sighing happily, he bent over and plucked it as a gift for his darling Princess. Bringing it closer to his face, he inhaled its sweet aroma letting his eyes flutter slightly. Then the perfect petals uncoiled and fangs suddenly shot out, attaching to his nose.

"OUCH! MAMA MIA!"

The birds and bunnies paused to watch as Mario spun in panicked circles trying to pry off a Piranha Plant from his face. But the harder he swatted and pulled at it, the deeper its teeth clung causing his face to swell with watering eyes. After moments of desperate wrestling, Mario slumped to ground in defeat. Still, it hung on. More minutes past until a glimmer of hope came to him. The plant may refuse to give up, but so would he. Just maybe his brother could help! He was headed to his house anyway. Crawling back up to standing position, he tried to ignore the pain and continued on his journey.

Finally, his goal came in sight. Luigi's personal cottage sat comfortably on the edge of the woods. Sprinting forward, he dashed up to the door and gave a few good raps.

In no time, the door opened and Luigi peered out curiously.

"Oh jeez, a Piranha Plant!"

Before Mario could return his greeting, a broom sprung out and pelted him in the face.

"Hey!"

"Let me take care of that!"

"Vhat? NO!"

The broom struck out a couple more times with no avail.

"Luigi, STOP!"

His brother paused in midswing and put his weapon down,"Mario?"

"Yes, it'z me! Give me a hand, eh?" he motioned to his nose.

"Oh, right!"

Reaching over, Luigi grabbed the stem and yanked.

"YOWCH! No, not zhat way!"

The taller plumber nodded and stepped back until an idea came to him.

"Wait here Mario, I have some plant stunner around here somewhere!" Quickly, he left and returned with a green bottle.

"Here we are," he smiled as he dropped a trickle on the plant. It twitched slightly in agitation before it surprisingly exploded ten times its normal size.

Both super brothers' eyes grew wide with shock. Luigi held up the bottle and turned it over only to find he had accidentally grabbed Miracle Grow in his rush.

"Heh, oops," Luigi shrugged.

Mario turned to glare at him.

"Wait, I think I have a shrinking mushroom!" he bolted away again and came back, tossing the yellow fungus at the plant.

With a groan, the Piranha Plant shrunk ten times smaller than normal.

It squeaked and crawled away as Mario stomped toward it, bent on revenge. With a smirk, he crushed it under his boot.

"Another crises averted!" Luigi, fists on hips, smiled with satisfaction.

Mario rubbed his sore nose in reply.

"Speaking of which, I have another problem, Mario! I was just in fixing my bathroom sink, do you think you could help me out?"

"Do you mean plumbing?" Mario perked up.

"Yeah, are you up for it?"

Mario had already sprinted to the bathroom, however, before answering. Luigi soon followed and both kneeled in front of the broken sink.

"I think it's clogged, but I'm not sure why. Next to just taking it all apart, nothing has helped!"

"Hhhmm," Mario eye-balled it. Then sucking in his breath, he hacked up a huge loogey and spat down the drain of the sink. They listened as it pinged down the pipe and faded away.

"Zhere! Zest-fully clean!"

Luigi, having his doubts, turned on the faucet. To his surprise, the water built up for a moment and finally drained. He turned wide-eyed to Mario.

"What sort of plumbing technique is that?!"

"Zhe Super Spit!"

"Ew. Well, thanks anyway. It was fine until I trimmed my mustache this morning, but all well."

"Oh, by zhe way Luigi, do you happen to have any m-"

Then unexpectedly, a distant rumble interrupted his request. The vibration grew and grew until the entire house rattled as the sink exploded away in a tidal wave of water.

"Oh no!" the brothers exclaimed in unison as they were flooded out into the yard.

Mario crash landed into another Piranha patch while Luigi recovered quickly and ran back into the house.

"Ooohhhh! Not again!" Mario cried out as one of the plants took a bite out of his butt. Immediatly he sprang up and surged away before it would permanently fuse there.

Using his hat to hide his exposed bottom where the material had ripped, he jumped back onto Luigi's porch while banging on the door.

"'Ello? 'Eeellllooo?! I need some clothes please! And maybe even some mush-"

Before he could finish, a pair of clothes sailed out a nearby window and landed on his head.

"Zhank you!"

"Get out of here!"

"Okie," Mario slinked away and changed into over-sized green attire behind a tree. Afterwards, he made a mad dash homeward. Well, as quickly as his tight and long overalls would allow.

Upon arriving at his own home, he quickly charged towards the closet. Inside, he shuffled through several identical Mario suites and carefully chose the most stylish one. Once refreshed, he trudged to the refrigerator, almost praying there were some mushrooms inside. However, the shelves were empty besides a few fire flowers. Closing the door with a sigh, he studied his magnet grocery list.

Stars
Feathers
Pows
Shells
Boo Block
Razor
Pasta
Lasagna
Mushrooms

Feeling a headache coming on, he opened his medicine cupboard filled with Dr. Mario's multi-colored "cure-all" pills. Popping a red and blue one in his mouth, he flopped on his bed discouraged. Now, he had an even longer trip ahead of him. Yoshi's Island. This was all going to be much more difficult than he thought.

To Be Continued (again) . . .

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