Everyone stood on the roof, the scenery whipping by. The wind blew fiercely. One foolish move, and anybody could fall off the train.
"Get away from me!" Pennington yelled at the angry crowd. It was hard to hear him--the wind rushing past was deafening. Some people couldn't hear him at all.
"No!" Mario ran to the front of the crowd, and gave an angry stare to Pennington. His mustache shook along with the rushing wind.
Pennington steadily pulled out his gun, and aimed it at Princess Peach. "Don't move, or the princess gets it!"
"Mariooooooooo!" Peach cried in a panic, putting her hands up to cover her eyes.
"Damn," the Koopa Troopa said aside to the purple-haired waitress. "I left my gun packed up in my room."
"Oh, so did I," she said back. In fact, Pennington was the only one on the roof with a gun.
Mario didn't know what to do. If he moved, the Princess would get killed--he didn't want that to happen. If he didn't move, well... he didn't know. He guessed they would just stand there for a while. Hmmm... suddenly, Mario got a great idea!
Mario continued staring at Pennington. He didn't twitch a muscle, despite the powerful gusts of wind hitting him right in the face. Mario was surprised that his hat hadn't flown off yet.
"Well?" Pennington asked. "Are you going to make a move?"
Mario only stood there, glaring at Pennington. He didn't even blink.
"I have a fork," the fat Toad mumbled to the conductor, taking out his large fork. "I think I could take him."
"No, no," said the conductor. "I think Mario's handling it."
"What, he's not even moving!"
"Let's just wait and see what happens." The conductor turned his attention back to Mario and Pennington, who were standing only a few yards apart.
Mario continued to stare down Pennington. Pennington stared back at Mario, while keeping the gun pointed at Peach. Everybody's attention was glued to Mario and Pennington.
Suddenly, the train jerked. Everybody lost his or her balance and fell down. Pennington's gun flew right out of his hand, and slid onto the train car in front.
The train was beginning to slow down. Pennington got up, and dove for the gun. Mario got up and dove right on top of Pennington. (It's hard to dive forward on top of a moving train.)
Peach looked forward into the distance, and smiled. "Poshley Heights!" Sure enough, the train was due to arrive in the small but elegant city in less than a minute. The engineer was down in the engineer's car, stopping the train! Peach, and several others as well, noticed that the Poshley Heights Police were gathered around the train station. A trap! They were going to catch Pennington!
Pennington grasped the gun, but Mario pinned his arm down to the roof of the train. Pennington tried to twist his arm to point the gun at Mario, and ultimately shoot, but Mario was pressing down on his arm with all his weight (and it was a lot of weight because Mario is invariably overweight). Mario tried to grab at the gun, but couldn't reach it.
"You'll never beat me. I'm a penguin!" Pennington growled.
"Oh yeah?" Mario rebutted. "I'm a plumber!"
Mario did nothing but constantly press against Pennington's arm and occasionally whisper, "You're goin' down, penguin." And Pennington could do nothing but try to twist his arm to shoot Mario.
"This thing's loaded," Pennington said, warningly. "Don't think I'm bluffing."
"The only thing besides that gun that's loaded is your sense of evil!"
The train jerked again. Mario tumbled forward off of Pennington, and Pennington, once again, lost the gun. It slid forward, between the cars of the train, and down to the tracks below. The gun was gone, and Pennington had no other weapons on him.
The train gradually stopped as everybody on the roof trapped Pennington and they all pinned him down (think dogpile).
"Poshley Heights Police Department," came a loud voice through a loudspeaker. "Mr. Pennington, you are under arrest for attempted murder." A police officer walked through the train, up the back, onto the roof, and handcuffed Pennington.