CHAPTER THREE: WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER WILL BE EXTREMELY STUPID AND A LITTLE HARD TO FOLLOW AT TIMES SO PLEASE TRY TO UNDERSTAND IT THROUGH ALL THE STUPID. THANK YOU.
"So Mr. Mario, are ready to begin the trial?" The judge asked as soon as everyone was seated again after the recess.
"Yup." Mario replied. Mario and Bowser had played tag with JC in the front of the courtyard while everyone else was watching.
"Mr. Mario, call your first witness to the stand." The judge commanded. Mario stood up and walked to the center floor.
"I call…" Mario was saying. He stopped to draw the tension out ( although he didn't know that. ). "Mario to the stand!"
"What?" Bowser asked. Mario ran back to his seat.
"Me?" He asked and ran back to the front of the room.
"Yes you." He answered.
"What the hell is this?" JC asked.
"Ummm, his first witness apparently." The judge said, scratching his head. Mario walked to the witness stand and sat down and ran back to the front of the room.
"Mr. Mario, where were you on the night of March 36th?" Mario asked himself and ran back to the stand.
"I was at home, baking cookies." He replied with a tone of innocence in his voice. He ran back up to question himself further.
"What kind of cookies?"
"Oatmeal raisin."
"I don't believe you."
"How come?"
"Because."
"You're a bad lawyer."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Mr. Mario!" The judge yelled.
"What?" He asked, out of breath from all the running.
"Please get back on track with your questioning instead of arguing with yourself." The judge commanded. Mario turned to the empty seat and began to question it again.
"So Mr. Mario have you ever attacked that man over there?" Mario asked himself. He jogged back to the seat.
"No I haven't."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I have never attack that man."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"Well this is going nowhere." JC whispered to Bowser was continuing to question himself.
"Isn't that good?" Bowser asked.
"Very." JC answered.
"So you're saying you're innocent on all accounts." Mario said to the empty seat. He had done so much running he was very short on breath. He barely managed to get back to the stand.
"Pant, pant Yes. Pant, pant." Mario gasped out and got up and went to the front of the room. "No…further questions."
"Mr. Cochran, it's your turn to question Mr. Mario." The judge said as JC got to the front of the room and helped Mario to the stand.
"Mr. Mario, have you ever physically assaulted my client, Mr. Bowser?" JC asked.
"Hell yeah, it's like a sport to me." Mario replied.
"No further questions." JC said as he returned to his seat and Mario went to the main floor.
"Any more witnesses?" The judge asked.
"Yes, I would like to call…"
YAY! I LOVE CLIFF HANGERS! PLEASE R&R AND I'LL WRITE THE NEXT CHAPTER BEFORE TOMORROW.