The plane came and picked up the caravan of seven. The castle wouldn't have wanted that to happen, since it wasn't part of the plan, but Peach and Toad were able to get it out there without a hitch. When they were boarding the plane, Toad pulled aside the two pilots and the attendant woman.
"Guys, I know you're the ones that use the plane, but I really don't think it's a good idea you come with us. Would it bother you if I had a ride take you back to the Mushroom Headquarters until the castle and town are safe again?" It was straightforward, but Toad knew he was going against the grain. The two pilots looked at each other, and whispered to the attendant. She spoke up.
"Yes, we understand."
"Really? Thanks, I really appreciate this. I'll have a vehicle come out here for you in about an hour."
"Don't worry, Mr. Toad, we can take care of it. You go on." A pilot insisted.
"Okay. Thanks again, guys. I've gotta get going. Toad closed the door, and walked toward the front of the plane, to the cockpit.
"Flying alone then?" Mario asked.
"Yeah, I don't know why they were so understanding." Toad was puzzled.
"Maybe because they're not as stupid as you, and they know not to go to Blooper at a time like this." Wario answered.
The conversation died after that, and Toad made the takeoff from the small parking lot they were in. In about three hours, they had made it to international waters. The water was sky blue in every direction. The sun was shining, and there were no clouds at all in the sky. They lowered altitude, and spotted a small chunk of five-foot rocks. They knew they were coming up on Blooper Island. Blooper was actually a set of islands. There were four of them. One of them was the smallest of the four, and housed the residents in a village. Two others were livestock. All the food and animals were grown there. The place was subsequent and peaceful. The communal people had it all under control, except for the fourth island, about five miles in diameter, which was uncharted rain forest. It was much too thick and dangerous for the tranquil people to want to test it.
The small white plain landed on a wide dirt runway. The day was pushing noon, and all of the residents were up and about. Children were carrying bails of hay around, women were planting crops, and the men were doing other farm work. All of the houses were close together, but the yards were also big. Some of the people were mushroom people, others were human. Some troopas and goombas walked around town also. Toddlers played in the yards, and elderly men sat in rockers on the porches watching them. The group of seven that had never lived in a place like this, an island run by peaceful hippies, looked at their surroundings. It was so much more laid back then the countryside, let alone the city. The heros made their way to a small field and sat under a tree. Daisy was leaning up against the tree. She directed the group with her words,
"So, they're growing these things here on Blooper. We need to find out what's going on and how to stop them." Waluigi stopped her before she said anything important.
"Look, kid, we can sit here and play Blue's Clues all day, or we can talk to a guy who KNOWS something. Follow me." While most of the houses were bright blue with straw and wood roofs, there was a different building that sat at the end of a certain avenue. It had a straw roof, and the back of it faced the main farm land as the rest did, but it was faded, dark and cracked. One of the doors was half hanging off the building. There was a crooked wooden sign with three black letters painted onto it. BAR. They were all standing in the grass near the small beach. The bar didn't even have any windows that faced the beach. It was rather depressing just to look at. More than a few people were confused.
"You just wanna get drunk, don't you?" Toad shook his head.
"Yes, you little fungus-child. I do want to get drunk. But that isn't why we came here. I know a guy."
"You know a guy." Mario echoed him. "Why the hell didn't you say anything before?"
"I was on the plane for a good three hours, and I got to thinking," Waluigi explained, "you idiots wanted to come here and do this stupid flower thing. I'm pretty damn sure you don't know what you're doing. But either way, I know you're not going to leave until you get something done. There's a guy in there that spends about thirty hours a day at the bar. He's Blooper Island's imperfection. The only thing he's good for is his connections. If anyone does something somewhat significant, he knows about it. And every once in a while, he'll spit out info to someone if he feels like it. You're lucky I came to this stupid water park with you. I went to plumber school with this guy.
"He's a plumber like us?" Mario asked.
"No." said Waluigi. "But for some reason he always hung around on campus. He joined the Koopa Army as a Ninji so he could get the free outfit." The group walked into the bar. Waluigi approached a Ninji who had his head down. He was very short, and wore only the black pants. The top half of the Ninji uniform was much too hot for Blooper Island. He was thin and had a mop head of hair. He was out cold, asleep. Waluigi slapped him on the back of his head. "Wake up, Scojum!" The guy slowly lifted his head.
"Who's there?! Why ya smackin' me?"
"Open your eyes, idiot." Scojum did that. He was obviously very drunk, and tried to guess who he was talking to.
"Cheryl?" He sounded semi-sure. "I swear, I called you but-"
"Not Cheryl, but close. Waluigi."
"Waluig-…wha, Waluigi!" He was waking up slowly. "Oh, man, I never got to thank you-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, everything I ever did for you. Changing your grades in college, breaking you out of jail, all that crap."
Wario made an attempt to catch up on his history. "How come I've never even met this guy?"
"Because, kid," Waluigi knocked on Wario's head with his fist, "you spent all your time sleeping and eating. Remember the time you slept for three days straight after a party?"
Wario's creepy smile sank. Scojum ordered another scotch and a dish of cheese fries.
"Right then, you ex-Ninji, you need to tell us some things. Seen any flowers lately? Besides the ones at the hospital."
"What's it to ya?" his tone quickly changed. "And what's it worth to ya?"
"I don't get to go home until I do something… don't ask. And, what's it worth to me?" Waluigi pulled out a brown paper bag. Out of that bag, he pulled two sandwich bags. They were stuffed to the brim with what looked like green hay. Looks of shock came to the faces of Mario, Luigi, Peach, Daisy, and Toad. Scojum's eyes turned to dollar signs. He reached up for them.
"Ohhh, I can smell it from here! Gimmie!" Waluigi pulled them away.
"Not so fast. Talk, dope boy."
"Okay! Okay! The um... yeah, the flowers. Okay, so, there's this place. The… the big island. The one with the forest. A factory. That's the… oh God they smell so GOOD!" he trailed off and looked at the bags, his fingers twitching.
"Well!?" Waluigi hunched over and got in Scojum's face. His evil face scarred him into talking more.
"AH!!! Oh yeah, well, the place. I don't know how to get there from here, but I know a guy that does. You need to go to Yo'Ster. Talk to Boshi. He knows that place. I swear."
"You better not be lying." Waluigi tossed the two bags to the floor. Scojum picked them up and shoved them into his pockets, grinning. The seven walked out of the bar.
"Waluigi!" Daisy slapped him on the cheek. "I can't believe you just did that!"
"Please shut up, mommy. Do you even know what was in those bags?"
"Try explaining it to us then." Luigi folded his arms.
"Remember when I ran into the market and bought basil, scissors, and vinegar?" It took a good fifteen seconds, but the group finally put two, two, and two together. Toad fell on the floor and Peach and daisy fell to their knees. Wario, Mario, and Luigi were holding their stomachs. Waluigi folded his arms in triumph. They were all in hysterical laughter.
They rented a fairly large rowboat. The Arios rowed the oars while the Igis controlled the two rudders in the back. Daisy and Peach discussed what was going on. Toad took a nap.
"What grade is that kid going into? Fifth? Sixth?" Waluigi asked, his eyes fixed on the water. Daisy cut into his bashfest.
"What is with you two and Toad? You haven't even met him more than about, what, five times? You don't always have to make fun of him."
"I see your point, but the question is, which is funner? Your way, or ours?" Peach, lying on her back between Waluigi and Luigi, just rolled her eyes and kicked one of Wario's rolls. Toad started to speak, without letting the expression of hias mouth change. Obviously, he wasn't sleeping. He was thinking.
"Tell me about your castle again, Wario. If you made the bet so long ago, how come you lost it all of a sudden?"
"SHUT UP!!" the boat shook as Wario yelled.
"No, come on. Tell me." Toad calmly taunted him.
"The bookie didn't get me out until last month. I was hoping he couldn't even find the place"
"Who won the castle?" Toad further grinded Wario's nerves.
"Some kid. I don't know his name. Had a rich daddy or something, so they put up a few million dollars for the castle. And… won." Toad knew this story really wasn't going anywhere, so he tried to sleep.
"Guys, I know you're the ones that use the plane, but I really don't think it's a good idea you come with us. Would it bother you if I had a ride take you back to the Mushroom Headquarters until the castle and town are safe again?" It was straightforward, but Toad knew he was going against the grain. The two pilots looked at each other, and whispered to the attendant. She spoke up.
"Yes, we understand."
"Really? Thanks, I really appreciate this. I'll have a vehicle come out here for you in about an hour."
"Don't worry, Mr. Toad, we can take care of it. You go on." A pilot insisted.
"Okay. Thanks again, guys. I've gotta get going. Toad closed the door, and walked toward the front of the plane, to the cockpit.
"Flying alone then?" Mario asked.
"Yeah, I don't know why they were so understanding." Toad was puzzled.
"Maybe because they're not as stupid as you, and they know not to go to Blooper at a time like this." Wario answered.
The conversation died after that, and Toad made the takeoff from the small parking lot they were in. In about three hours, they had made it to international waters. The water was sky blue in every direction. The sun was shining, and there were no clouds at all in the sky. They lowered altitude, and spotted a small chunk of five-foot rocks. They knew they were coming up on Blooper Island. Blooper was actually a set of islands. There were four of them. One of them was the smallest of the four, and housed the residents in a village. Two others were livestock. All the food and animals were grown there. The place was subsequent and peaceful. The communal people had it all under control, except for the fourth island, about five miles in diameter, which was uncharted rain forest. It was much too thick and dangerous for the tranquil people to want to test it.
The small white plain landed on a wide dirt runway. The day was pushing noon, and all of the residents were up and about. Children were carrying bails of hay around, women were planting crops, and the men were doing other farm work. All of the houses were close together, but the yards were also big. Some of the people were mushroom people, others were human. Some troopas and goombas walked around town also. Toddlers played in the yards, and elderly men sat in rockers on the porches watching them. The group of seven that had never lived in a place like this, an island run by peaceful hippies, looked at their surroundings. It was so much more laid back then the countryside, let alone the city. The heros made their way to a small field and sat under a tree. Daisy was leaning up against the tree. She directed the group with her words,
"So, they're growing these things here on Blooper. We need to find out what's going on and how to stop them." Waluigi stopped her before she said anything important.
"Look, kid, we can sit here and play Blue's Clues all day, or we can talk to a guy who KNOWS something. Follow me." While most of the houses were bright blue with straw and wood roofs, there was a different building that sat at the end of a certain avenue. It had a straw roof, and the back of it faced the main farm land as the rest did, but it was faded, dark and cracked. One of the doors was half hanging off the building. There was a crooked wooden sign with three black letters painted onto it. BAR. They were all standing in the grass near the small beach. The bar didn't even have any windows that faced the beach. It was rather depressing just to look at. More than a few people were confused.
"You just wanna get drunk, don't you?" Toad shook his head.
"Yes, you little fungus-child. I do want to get drunk. But that isn't why we came here. I know a guy."
"You know a guy." Mario echoed him. "Why the hell didn't you say anything before?"
"I was on the plane for a good three hours, and I got to thinking," Waluigi explained, "you idiots wanted to come here and do this stupid flower thing. I'm pretty damn sure you don't know what you're doing. But either way, I know you're not going to leave until you get something done. There's a guy in there that spends about thirty hours a day at the bar. He's Blooper Island's imperfection. The only thing he's good for is his connections. If anyone does something somewhat significant, he knows about it. And every once in a while, he'll spit out info to someone if he feels like it. You're lucky I came to this stupid water park with you. I went to plumber school with this guy.
"He's a plumber like us?" Mario asked.
"No." said Waluigi. "But for some reason he always hung around on campus. He joined the Koopa Army as a Ninji so he could get the free outfit." The group walked into the bar. Waluigi approached a Ninji who had his head down. He was very short, and wore only the black pants. The top half of the Ninji uniform was much too hot for Blooper Island. He was thin and had a mop head of hair. He was out cold, asleep. Waluigi slapped him on the back of his head. "Wake up, Scojum!" The guy slowly lifted his head.
"Who's there?! Why ya smackin' me?"
"Open your eyes, idiot." Scojum did that. He was obviously very drunk, and tried to guess who he was talking to.
"Cheryl?" He sounded semi-sure. "I swear, I called you but-"
"Not Cheryl, but close. Waluigi."
"Waluig-…wha, Waluigi!" He was waking up slowly. "Oh, man, I never got to thank you-"
"Yeah yeah yeah, everything I ever did for you. Changing your grades in college, breaking you out of jail, all that crap."
Wario made an attempt to catch up on his history. "How come I've never even met this guy?"
"Because, kid," Waluigi knocked on Wario's head with his fist, "you spent all your time sleeping and eating. Remember the time you slept for three days straight after a party?"
Wario's creepy smile sank. Scojum ordered another scotch and a dish of cheese fries.
"Right then, you ex-Ninji, you need to tell us some things. Seen any flowers lately? Besides the ones at the hospital."
"What's it to ya?" his tone quickly changed. "And what's it worth to ya?"
"I don't get to go home until I do something… don't ask. And, what's it worth to me?" Waluigi pulled out a brown paper bag. Out of that bag, he pulled two sandwich bags. They were stuffed to the brim with what looked like green hay. Looks of shock came to the faces of Mario, Luigi, Peach, Daisy, and Toad. Scojum's eyes turned to dollar signs. He reached up for them.
"Ohhh, I can smell it from here! Gimmie!" Waluigi pulled them away.
"Not so fast. Talk, dope boy."
"Okay! Okay! The um... yeah, the flowers. Okay, so, there's this place. The… the big island. The one with the forest. A factory. That's the… oh God they smell so GOOD!" he trailed off and looked at the bags, his fingers twitching.
"Well!?" Waluigi hunched over and got in Scojum's face. His evil face scarred him into talking more.
"AH!!! Oh yeah, well, the place. I don't know how to get there from here, but I know a guy that does. You need to go to Yo'Ster. Talk to Boshi. He knows that place. I swear."
"You better not be lying." Waluigi tossed the two bags to the floor. Scojum picked them up and shoved them into his pockets, grinning. The seven walked out of the bar.
"Waluigi!" Daisy slapped him on the cheek. "I can't believe you just did that!"
"Please shut up, mommy. Do you even know what was in those bags?"
"Try explaining it to us then." Luigi folded his arms.
"Remember when I ran into the market and bought basil, scissors, and vinegar?" It took a good fifteen seconds, but the group finally put two, two, and two together. Toad fell on the floor and Peach and daisy fell to their knees. Wario, Mario, and Luigi were holding their stomachs. Waluigi folded his arms in triumph. They were all in hysterical laughter.
They rented a fairly large rowboat. The Arios rowed the oars while the Igis controlled the two rudders in the back. Daisy and Peach discussed what was going on. Toad took a nap.
"What grade is that kid going into? Fifth? Sixth?" Waluigi asked, his eyes fixed on the water. Daisy cut into his bashfest.
"What is with you two and Toad? You haven't even met him more than about, what, five times? You don't always have to make fun of him."
"I see your point, but the question is, which is funner? Your way, or ours?" Peach, lying on her back between Waluigi and Luigi, just rolled her eyes and kicked one of Wario's rolls. Toad started to speak, without letting the expression of hias mouth change. Obviously, he wasn't sleeping. He was thinking.
"Tell me about your castle again, Wario. If you made the bet so long ago, how come you lost it all of a sudden?"
"SHUT UP!!" the boat shook as Wario yelled.
"No, come on. Tell me." Toad calmly taunted him.
"The bookie didn't get me out until last month. I was hoping he couldn't even find the place"
"Who won the castle?" Toad further grinded Wario's nerves.
"Some kid. I don't know his name. Had a rich daddy or something, so they put up a few million dollars for the castle. And… won." Toad knew this story really wasn't going anywhere, so he tried to sleep.