The Right Thing
By Crazy Chick
CC: Wow, I actually got reviews! I know that first chapter wasnt very detailed, but thats the last thing I ever am...lets hope this chapter is better...
Disclaimer: I did own Mario, but he died. Not really, he just quit so umm, I dont own Mario...
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WHERE WE JUST LEFT OFF...
Bowser snapped awake and accidentally whacked the latte into the Goomba's face. "Oops, this is a cappacino...no, its an ice cap..." the Goomba said unhappily as he licked some of the chocolate ice cappacino off his dripping face, then suddenly perked up. "Oh yeah, I'm going to Mario's party, he shouldn't suspect a thing." Bowser nodded.
"Good work, Goombario."
Later at Mario's house...
"OK, every last invitation has been sent out," Luigi said, coming into the MARIO (see Luigi Mario? I changed the last name JUST 4 U!!!!!!!!! ;P) household after an hour at the post office (by the way Mario and Luigi's last name is now Mario, according to Luigi Mario. So there. Dont ask why) "One question...where exactly are you holding this party? Surely not here!" Luigi exclaimed, not able to imagine tons of guests basically wall-to-wall in the tiny house. "This IS my annual party, and I want to make a big splash at Peach's house..." Mario started. "Lets not hope this is one of your awful puns," Luigi inturrupted. "Too bad, because this 'big splash' is a pool party at Peach's place!" Mario said. "Cool," Luigi said, walking into the other half of Mario's house (from Paper Mario) with the bunk bed. A few seconds later, Luigi came back, either slouching or looking unusually short. He ran over to the table, sat down and shoved his face into a magazine, 'Plumbers Weekly'. "Wait a minute, weren't the invites sent last week?" Mario said suddenly. Luigi moved his face in more to hide his red- handed expression. "OK, WHAT were you doing in Toad Town or wherever you were?" "Nothing..." Luigi said in a squeaky voice. "Oh, did you go to the doctor's to see about your throat? Is that what you did in Toad Town?" Mario asked, noticing Luigi's unusually squeaky voice. "Um, ya, sure did. I ONLY go to Dr. Tree T.!" Luigi said, then realized he said a bit too much. "Oh, OK," Mario said as he started up the kettle (dont ask why) and then suddenly whirled around on his heel. "Isn't Dr. Tree T. a pediatrician?" "Got to go! Don't want to be late for my ballroom dancing lesson!" Luigi said, suddenly jumping up and scurrying out the door, still hiding his face with the magazine. "What ballroom dan-" "Hi bro, whats up?" Luigi said, coming from the bunk bed room. "What about your ballroom dancing lesson?" Mario said, hands on his hips. He didn't seem to notice that Luigi just went out the door (with the mag) and came back in from the other room (without the mag) "Oh, that was supposed to be a secret..." Luigi said shyly and turned a little red, then added, "I'm supposed to be there right now! Thanks for the reminder!" and ran out. Mario was seriously confused. At least the party was in an hour, where Mario could unwind. An hour later...
Guests started to enter Peach's castle with swimming bags. Peach sat in her room, a little too lazy to change into her swimsuit just yet. She was surprised that Mario wasn't there yet...Mario had invited Bowser to the party. Peach still wasn't sure why, since Bowser hadn't been spotted around Mushroom Kingdom for a while and could have been holed up in his secret hideout devising some ultra-lame plot specially for today...There was a knock at the door. Peach sighed, since she knew it was one of the guards coming to say that one of the guests had arrived again. He had been pestering her every five seconds since the guests seemed to be flying in. "Your highness," the guard said, "Sir Goombario has arrived." Peach didn't catch it just then, but there was something nervous about the guard's voice.
"This plot will be perfect!" Bowser said to no one in particular, rubbing his, umm, hands together in mischevious delight. "Now if you excuse me, I have a party to go to." Bowser began to strut out the door when a Magikoopa stopped him. "Wait, you forgot the little red Speedo you bought at the mall yesterday plus your other, uh, stuff!" he said all too loudly, holding up teeny red briefs, a Barney towel and polka-dotted underwear. Soon everyone in the room was staring at Bowser. But Bowser didn't care, it was just another excuse to fire another worker. Besides, nothing could ruin Bowser's perfect day. He was calmly walking down Pleasant Path (ignoring all the Toads who were backing away from Bowser's path) when he spotted something shimmering on the ground.
Twink had been falling for a while now, and when all you see is clouds and birds quickly passing by, theres nothing to really do but think. "What will Ninja Finicky think of me now? I mean, I know he's quite picky and I should be proud that he thought I had some qualification, but all that's going down the sewers now...where am I going to land anyway? What if I come across Evil King Koopa? Recently he's preferred to be called Bowser, so the rumors say. Maybe I can sneak in to Peach's pool party. I've been hearing things about it all week..." Twink continued to blab to himself until a mischevious little idea came to him. "Who cares what the Ninja says? If I'm going to land on Earth and Ninja Finicky thinks I have some qualities, I might be able to do an...unassigned mission...after all, making people do good and helping them get what they want is what Stars are expected to do!" Within a few more hours, minutes, seconds, or whatever, Twink didn't expect to land in the middle of Pleasant Path just as Bowser was walking by...
Bowser picked up the shimmering object. "Ooh, if it isn't a Star Kid. I know they're pretty worthless, but--" "Hey, don't go calling people worthless! I can be as top-notch as you!" the Star Kid yelled at Bowser instinctively. "Oh, got an attitude, huh?" "If thats what you want to call it, then sure..." "You could be very useful in my plan for destruction. My name's Bowser," Bowser said. "No offense or anything, but as a Star Child, I don't believe in destruction for no cause at all. By the way, you can call me Twink," Twink said, holding out a...hand...? for Bowser to shake. He accepted it. "If you're a Star Kid, you can give me just about any wish you want, right?" Bowser said, an evil smile spreading across his face. "Yup, just about. Just nothing too evil." Bowser's smile immediately faded. "OK, what's the condition? There's always a catch to this stuff," Bowser said. "Sorry, its not my fault! Anyway, for a week, you have to be-good," Twink said, then cringing at the thought of Bowser's reaction. "WHAT?!?!?!?!? What will you do if I'm not good?" "I'll nag you until you correct your mistakes, like this-" Twink caught his breath, then started to say, "Say goodbye to 3 wishes," until the words had absolutely no meaning at all. "Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye-" "I GET THE MESSAGE, DUDE!" Bowser screamed, freaking out Twink. "Cool. It comes with a message-changing feature too, in case 'Say goodbye to 3 wishes' gets old," Twink said, sounding like an infomercial. "Impressive. But I'm not sold yet," Bowser said. "Um...I come in many selections of colors and I'm very nice and friendly," Twink bribed, trying to avoid Bowser's disapproving look. Then Twink decided to remind Bowser of the original purpose. "I come at no hidden costs or anything too. But if you don't want 3 wishes, thats OK..." Twink said. That got Bowser. "OK, its a deal. Now I've got to get to Peach's pool party..."
END OF CHAPTER
CC: Weird, huh? At least I hope it was more detailed for you peeps out there! CYA and review plz
By Crazy Chick
CC: Wow, I actually got reviews! I know that first chapter wasnt very detailed, but thats the last thing I ever am...lets hope this chapter is better...
Disclaimer: I did own Mario, but he died. Not really, he just quit so umm, I dont own Mario...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
WHERE WE JUST LEFT OFF...
Bowser snapped awake and accidentally whacked the latte into the Goomba's face. "Oops, this is a cappacino...no, its an ice cap..." the Goomba said unhappily as he licked some of the chocolate ice cappacino off his dripping face, then suddenly perked up. "Oh yeah, I'm going to Mario's party, he shouldn't suspect a thing." Bowser nodded.
"Good work, Goombario."
Later at Mario's house...
"OK, every last invitation has been sent out," Luigi said, coming into the MARIO (see Luigi Mario? I changed the last name JUST 4 U!!!!!!!!! ;P) household after an hour at the post office (by the way Mario and Luigi's last name is now Mario, according to Luigi Mario. So there. Dont ask why) "One question...where exactly are you holding this party? Surely not here!" Luigi exclaimed, not able to imagine tons of guests basically wall-to-wall in the tiny house. "This IS my annual party, and I want to make a big splash at Peach's house..." Mario started. "Lets not hope this is one of your awful puns," Luigi inturrupted. "Too bad, because this 'big splash' is a pool party at Peach's place!" Mario said. "Cool," Luigi said, walking into the other half of Mario's house (from Paper Mario) with the bunk bed. A few seconds later, Luigi came back, either slouching or looking unusually short. He ran over to the table, sat down and shoved his face into a magazine, 'Plumbers Weekly'. "Wait a minute, weren't the invites sent last week?" Mario said suddenly. Luigi moved his face in more to hide his red- handed expression. "OK, WHAT were you doing in Toad Town or wherever you were?" "Nothing..." Luigi said in a squeaky voice. "Oh, did you go to the doctor's to see about your throat? Is that what you did in Toad Town?" Mario asked, noticing Luigi's unusually squeaky voice. "Um, ya, sure did. I ONLY go to Dr. Tree T.!" Luigi said, then realized he said a bit too much. "Oh, OK," Mario said as he started up the kettle (dont ask why) and then suddenly whirled around on his heel. "Isn't Dr. Tree T. a pediatrician?" "Got to go! Don't want to be late for my ballroom dancing lesson!" Luigi said, suddenly jumping up and scurrying out the door, still hiding his face with the magazine. "What ballroom dan-" "Hi bro, whats up?" Luigi said, coming from the bunk bed room. "What about your ballroom dancing lesson?" Mario said, hands on his hips. He didn't seem to notice that Luigi just went out the door (with the mag) and came back in from the other room (without the mag) "Oh, that was supposed to be a secret..." Luigi said shyly and turned a little red, then added, "I'm supposed to be there right now! Thanks for the reminder!" and ran out. Mario was seriously confused. At least the party was in an hour, where Mario could unwind. An hour later...
Guests started to enter Peach's castle with swimming bags. Peach sat in her room, a little too lazy to change into her swimsuit just yet. She was surprised that Mario wasn't there yet...Mario had invited Bowser to the party. Peach still wasn't sure why, since Bowser hadn't been spotted around Mushroom Kingdom for a while and could have been holed up in his secret hideout devising some ultra-lame plot specially for today...There was a knock at the door. Peach sighed, since she knew it was one of the guards coming to say that one of the guests had arrived again. He had been pestering her every five seconds since the guests seemed to be flying in. "Your highness," the guard said, "Sir Goombario has arrived." Peach didn't catch it just then, but there was something nervous about the guard's voice.
"This plot will be perfect!" Bowser said to no one in particular, rubbing his, umm, hands together in mischevious delight. "Now if you excuse me, I have a party to go to." Bowser began to strut out the door when a Magikoopa stopped him. "Wait, you forgot the little red Speedo you bought at the mall yesterday plus your other, uh, stuff!" he said all too loudly, holding up teeny red briefs, a Barney towel and polka-dotted underwear. Soon everyone in the room was staring at Bowser. But Bowser didn't care, it was just another excuse to fire another worker. Besides, nothing could ruin Bowser's perfect day. He was calmly walking down Pleasant Path (ignoring all the Toads who were backing away from Bowser's path) when he spotted something shimmering on the ground.
Twink had been falling for a while now, and when all you see is clouds and birds quickly passing by, theres nothing to really do but think. "What will Ninja Finicky think of me now? I mean, I know he's quite picky and I should be proud that he thought I had some qualification, but all that's going down the sewers now...where am I going to land anyway? What if I come across Evil King Koopa? Recently he's preferred to be called Bowser, so the rumors say. Maybe I can sneak in to Peach's pool party. I've been hearing things about it all week..." Twink continued to blab to himself until a mischevious little idea came to him. "Who cares what the Ninja says? If I'm going to land on Earth and Ninja Finicky thinks I have some qualities, I might be able to do an...unassigned mission...after all, making people do good and helping them get what they want is what Stars are expected to do!" Within a few more hours, minutes, seconds, or whatever, Twink didn't expect to land in the middle of Pleasant Path just as Bowser was walking by...
Bowser picked up the shimmering object. "Ooh, if it isn't a Star Kid. I know they're pretty worthless, but--" "Hey, don't go calling people worthless! I can be as top-notch as you!" the Star Kid yelled at Bowser instinctively. "Oh, got an attitude, huh?" "If thats what you want to call it, then sure..." "You could be very useful in my plan for destruction. My name's Bowser," Bowser said. "No offense or anything, but as a Star Child, I don't believe in destruction for no cause at all. By the way, you can call me Twink," Twink said, holding out a...hand...? for Bowser to shake. He accepted it. "If you're a Star Kid, you can give me just about any wish you want, right?" Bowser said, an evil smile spreading across his face. "Yup, just about. Just nothing too evil." Bowser's smile immediately faded. "OK, what's the condition? There's always a catch to this stuff," Bowser said. "Sorry, its not my fault! Anyway, for a week, you have to be-good," Twink said, then cringing at the thought of Bowser's reaction. "WHAT?!?!?!?!? What will you do if I'm not good?" "I'll nag you until you correct your mistakes, like this-" Twink caught his breath, then started to say, "Say goodbye to 3 wishes," until the words had absolutely no meaning at all. "Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye to 3 wishes. Say goodbye-" "I GET THE MESSAGE, DUDE!" Bowser screamed, freaking out Twink. "Cool. It comes with a message-changing feature too, in case 'Say goodbye to 3 wishes' gets old," Twink said, sounding like an infomercial. "Impressive. But I'm not sold yet," Bowser said. "Um...I come in many selections of colors and I'm very nice and friendly," Twink bribed, trying to avoid Bowser's disapproving look. Then Twink decided to remind Bowser of the original purpose. "I come at no hidden costs or anything too. But if you don't want 3 wishes, thats OK..." Twink said. That got Bowser. "OK, its a deal. Now I've got to get to Peach's pool party..."
END OF CHAPTER
CC: Weird, huh? At least I hope it was more detailed for you peeps out there! CYA and review plz