-1 CHILD'S PLAY: The Plan
The great koopa king woke up to the sound the alarm clock. He yawned deeply and got up for breakfast. Why did I ever have eight kids? ,the koopa thought to himself, Every time I wake up, at least one of them is going to drive me insane. The great koopa entered the kitchen to find seven of his eight kids doing extremely random and pointless things.
Iggy: Well I say grass is hair grown by the ground!
Morton: Well I say grass is food grown by tiny grass elves!
Iggy: Well that's stupid!
Morton: Well your idea is stupider!
Iggy: Is not!
Morton: Is to!
Iggy: Is not!
Morton: Is to!
Iggy: Is no-
Author: SHUT UP! Your lingering from the plot!
The two kooplings looked at the ceiling.
Iggy: Daddy! The ceiling told us to shut up!
Bowser: Well, Listen to it!
Iggy: …
Morton: … I still say your idea is stupider!
Iggy: Is not!
Morton: Is to!
The great koopa sighed and held up his paper while drinking his coffee. The headline was that the evil sorceress, Cackletta, and her evil apprentice, Fawful, Have escaped from prison during a riot. Bowser spit out his coffee.
Bowser: It can't be!
Wendy: What is it pop?
Bowser: It's the most horrible thing that can happen!
Kooplings: What? What?
Bowser:…There's been a coffee strike! Now what am I going to use to keep me from going insane?
Roy: Just embrace the madness, like we have.
Bowser was considering this for a moment when suddenly he realized that he was one kooplings short of hell.
Bowser: Hey, where's Jr.?
Morton: I'm right here dad.
Bowser: No! Not you, the other Jr.!
Lemmy: Hmm. I went in his room to play a prank on him, but he wasn't there. All that I found was his window was broken and a note from some wacko called Cackletta.
Bowser: Well, what did it say?
Lenny: Oh, that she kidnapped Jr., blah blah, if you ever want to see him again give me money, blah blah, I look like a horses ass in a glue factory, blah blah, that kind of stuff.
Just then, the kitchen TV monitor came on. It showed Bowser Jr. bounded and in a small cage in the background. He seemed very upset. Standing next to the cage was Fawful and Cackletta was in the middle of the screen.
Cackletta: Ahh, Bowser! Long time no see.
Bowser: Huh, do I know you?
Cackletta: (furious) How can you not recognize me you idiot!
Bowser: Sorry, I have a hard time remembering unimportant people. I mean, if you did something as big as take over my body, then I think I probably would remember you.
Cackletta glared daggers at the screen.
Cackletta: Look, I don't care about your memory! I have your stink'n brat, and if you ever want to see him alive, you'll pony up $1,000,000,000 in Mushroom Kingdom currency!
Bowser Jr.: (sobbing) Daddy!
Cackletta: You have 48 hours to comply, Tata!
The monitor shut off.
Bowser: We got to go and save Jr.!
Kooplings: (all together) Do we have to?
Bowser: Yes, or your all grounded!
Kooplings: (all together) Awww!
Meanwhile….
Cackletta: This is it, Fawful! All we have to do is hold this brat until his obese father coughs up.
Fawful: Yes, mistress. How hard can it be to baby sit a spoiled koopa prince?
They left the room laughing, leaving Bowser Jr. sobbing. A few seconds after the door closed and Cackletta and Fawful couldn't be heard laughing, Bowser Jr. stopped crying immediately. He watched the door for a few seconds and then…. A large smile appeared across his face.
Bowser Jr.: Hehehe, papa always did say I was good at acting…
He then blew fire and burned up his bonds. He was about to jump out the window when he paused.
Half of him told him to get out of this freak tent while the other half……..
A large grin spread across his face.
Bowser Jr.: Why leave so soon? We were just about to have fun…..
He jumped down, grabbed a piece of paper and a pen on Cackletta's desk, and began to plan his "play date"…
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