The WAR in WARIO
He's not a bad guy. Just misunderstood.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. Really, I don't
Thanx to all you reviewers that I'll mention right here.
SeanKingGCN: Wowee thanks! Yeah, I'm planning on adding Waluigi too. Aliceamyrose: aww that's kind of you. Thanks for the good review! D to the G: haha! Peach would go blind! Either that or she would be in serious need of counseling for the next 40 years. Apple Kid: *Gulp!* Sorry! I didn't mean it really! Please tell toad not to call his lawyer!
Author's note: Hello again! Sorry I was so LAZY in my updating, but I DO have some good excuses that you probably don't want to hear. This chapter is a little shorter, because my brain is on overload, but I hope it's not too horrible. Anyway, I have big matters at hand, such as figuring out how to pronounce "anole". You know, those little green lizards you get at the pet shop. (If you DO know, tell me) Ok ok, on with the fic!
***************************
Wario sighed and plopped down on the couch with a great *CREAK*. He leaned his head over the side and saw that the couch sagged so low it touched the purple carpet underneath. Honestly, in this day and age you'd think that people would be making couches out of something other than springs!
Wario reached for the TV remote and the package of half-eaten lifesavers that he kept between the cushions. Flipping channels, he noticed that Monday night wrestling had been.CANCELLED! Not just Monday night wrestling, but the whole channel was off the air! This was maddening and put Wario into a rage. Waiting all week since LAST Monday, and now it's been replaced by Martha Stewart of all things! Wario growled, which made way in his throat for a rogue lifesaver.
Wario choked as his face turned blue. Being the smart guy he was, he hurled himself over a kitchen chair and spat the pesky lifesaver across the room. "Gah! Lifesavers.more like Death Provokers." Muttering darkly, he grabbed the nearest pad of post-it notes and wrote down: Sue lifesaver company for false advertising. Satisfied with this Wario made his way to the fridge, thinking that maybe he would inhale a few plates of leftovers.
He opened his shiny fridge door (which he buffed almost as much as his car) and was utterly disappointed to find nothing except some green slop, which held the shape of the container it had been in. Frantically he searched the cupboards. Even his Glad Bags were gone! But who would commit such a horrible deed? Surely he would waste away before morning with no 24-hour Wal-Mart within driving distance! Wario vaguely thought about fast food, but he found the state of his hamburgers slightly questionable after dark.
Wario threw a bent can of spam across the room as he wondered what kind of person would want him to starve. He narrowed his eyes and snarled. A Mario brother with a prank, that's who. He turned around just in time to see the end of a frilly pink dress whip around the corner into his living room. Wario made a mad dash after the perpetrator, shaking the floor like a rampaging bull.
He saw an open parasol stuck in his doorway and someone on the other side trying to pull it through. Wario laughed and reached for it. Right before he grabbed it, he heard a *snap* and the parasol collapsed back into it's thin carryable shape. The next minute, Wario found it poked threateningly up one of his nostrils. Momentarily paralyzed, he watched his attacker run away.
Wario sighed heavily and decided to take a drive for some fast food after all. He hurried to his garage and hopped into his Wario car. He was halfway out the driveway when he noticed that his leather interior had been replaced with Styrofoam. All of the pranks up to this point had been slightly annoying, but Wario put up with it. Even when his refrigerator was cleaned out he wasn't up for revenge (not that night, anyway). But messing with the Wario car was a serious crime. No one touches the Wario car. It was time to pay the Mushroom Kingdom a little visit.
Ten minutes later Wario was barreling down the road with the occasional polka-dot cap disappearing under his tires with a scream and a small bump. This didn't bother Wario much; his car was still intact. Two minutes later he pulled in front of the only place with the lights still on.
*******************
Princess Peach was recounting the accomplishment of her dare to the rest of the group huddled in the basement. She even had the leather seat cover to prove it. Everyone else was in hysterical laughter. As Peach was choosing the next victim of truth or dare, there was the crash of a door upstairs and a deep growl that echoed around the Entrance Chamber. A huge force blasted the door off its hinges and a very irritated Wario stood in the doorframe, armed with Styrofoam packing pellets.
*******************
A/N: Well, another chapter conjured up from pure boredom and leaf raking insanity! Now all YOU have to do is push the little button down there that says Review! Please? I am looking for good ideas here and suggestions are welcome!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize. Really, I don't
Thanx to all you reviewers that I'll mention right here.
SeanKingGCN: Wowee thanks! Yeah, I'm planning on adding Waluigi too. Aliceamyrose: aww that's kind of you. Thanks for the good review! D to the G: haha! Peach would go blind! Either that or she would be in serious need of counseling for the next 40 years. Apple Kid: *Gulp!* Sorry! I didn't mean it really! Please tell toad not to call his lawyer!
Author's note: Hello again! Sorry I was so LAZY in my updating, but I DO have some good excuses that you probably don't want to hear. This chapter is a little shorter, because my brain is on overload, but I hope it's not too horrible. Anyway, I have big matters at hand, such as figuring out how to pronounce "anole". You know, those little green lizards you get at the pet shop. (If you DO know, tell me) Ok ok, on with the fic!
***************************
Wario sighed and plopped down on the couch with a great *CREAK*. He leaned his head over the side and saw that the couch sagged so low it touched the purple carpet underneath. Honestly, in this day and age you'd think that people would be making couches out of something other than springs!
Wario reached for the TV remote and the package of half-eaten lifesavers that he kept between the cushions. Flipping channels, he noticed that Monday night wrestling had been.CANCELLED! Not just Monday night wrestling, but the whole channel was off the air! This was maddening and put Wario into a rage. Waiting all week since LAST Monday, and now it's been replaced by Martha Stewart of all things! Wario growled, which made way in his throat for a rogue lifesaver.
Wario choked as his face turned blue. Being the smart guy he was, he hurled himself over a kitchen chair and spat the pesky lifesaver across the room. "Gah! Lifesavers.more like Death Provokers." Muttering darkly, he grabbed the nearest pad of post-it notes and wrote down: Sue lifesaver company for false advertising. Satisfied with this Wario made his way to the fridge, thinking that maybe he would inhale a few plates of leftovers.
He opened his shiny fridge door (which he buffed almost as much as his car) and was utterly disappointed to find nothing except some green slop, which held the shape of the container it had been in. Frantically he searched the cupboards. Even his Glad Bags were gone! But who would commit such a horrible deed? Surely he would waste away before morning with no 24-hour Wal-Mart within driving distance! Wario vaguely thought about fast food, but he found the state of his hamburgers slightly questionable after dark.
Wario threw a bent can of spam across the room as he wondered what kind of person would want him to starve. He narrowed his eyes and snarled. A Mario brother with a prank, that's who. He turned around just in time to see the end of a frilly pink dress whip around the corner into his living room. Wario made a mad dash after the perpetrator, shaking the floor like a rampaging bull.
He saw an open parasol stuck in his doorway and someone on the other side trying to pull it through. Wario laughed and reached for it. Right before he grabbed it, he heard a *snap* and the parasol collapsed back into it's thin carryable shape. The next minute, Wario found it poked threateningly up one of his nostrils. Momentarily paralyzed, he watched his attacker run away.
Wario sighed heavily and decided to take a drive for some fast food after all. He hurried to his garage and hopped into his Wario car. He was halfway out the driveway when he noticed that his leather interior had been replaced with Styrofoam. All of the pranks up to this point had been slightly annoying, but Wario put up with it. Even when his refrigerator was cleaned out he wasn't up for revenge (not that night, anyway). But messing with the Wario car was a serious crime. No one touches the Wario car. It was time to pay the Mushroom Kingdom a little visit.
Ten minutes later Wario was barreling down the road with the occasional polka-dot cap disappearing under his tires with a scream and a small bump. This didn't bother Wario much; his car was still intact. Two minutes later he pulled in front of the only place with the lights still on.
*******************
Princess Peach was recounting the accomplishment of her dare to the rest of the group huddled in the basement. She even had the leather seat cover to prove it. Everyone else was in hysterical laughter. As Peach was choosing the next victim of truth or dare, there was the crash of a door upstairs and a deep growl that echoed around the Entrance Chamber. A huge force blasted the door off its hinges and a very irritated Wario stood in the doorframe, armed with Styrofoam packing pellets.
*******************
A/N: Well, another chapter conjured up from pure boredom and leaf raking insanity! Now all YOU have to do is push the little button down there that says Review! Please? I am looking for good ideas here and suggestions are welcome!