Chapter 5

Furby Mario

A delicious aroma awakened Mario from his slumber and he sleepily climbed out of bed and headed for the stairs. His eyes had yet to adjust to the light that shone through the window and as he made it to the stairs he saw something bright and flickering.

"What in the-?" He suddenly realized what it was… There was a fire in front of the stairs.

Peach walked out of no where and up to the fire with a big stick in her hands. She was smiling happily and stuck a lobster on the end of the stick.

Mario's voice went into slow motion as he hastily ran down the stairs yelling, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Don't hurta thata lobster!" He tackled Peach to the ground and sent the lobster sliding across the floor.

Then something strange happened. The lobster spoke, "My boooones!" It began scampering away with a limp.

Tears welled up in Peach's eyes, "You let breakfast get away…"

Mario hurriedly batted away at the flames and diminished the fire.

"Are youa crazya! Err…waita…don't answera that… Whya were youa trying to killa that lobstera, and whya in the worlda did youa have a campfirea in the castlea?"

The tears seemed to completely disappear as Peach looked at Mario like he was stupid,"Well duh, I was hungry! Now you have to help me find that stinkin' lobster! Oh and by the way, nice Furby pajamas…" She snickered as she walked off.

Mario's face turned beet red as followed her. Personally, he liked his pajamas. However, he sighed and continued onward. There was no way he was going to let her kill the lobster.

Peach suddenly ceased walking and exclaimed,"Darn it! I forgot to give Mario some orange juice!" She turned around and picked up a glass that sat next to the smoldering ashes that contained some orange juice. "Here ya go Mario!"

He eyed her suspiciously as he took the glass,"Whata is thisa?"

"How stupid can you get? It's orange juice! I made it special just for you, so you better drink it!"

He warily placed the glass to his lips and poured the liquid into his mouth. Almost instantly it was back out and in Peach's face.

"Yucka! That's nota orange juicea!"

She emitted a growl as she flicked a few drops of liquid off of her face.

"It's juice and it's orange so therefore it IS orange juice! Drink it and I'll kill the lobster!"

He eyed her questioningly and said,"Don'ta you meana OR you'll killa the lobstera?"

"Okay, drink the juice OR I'll kill the lobster! Happy now?" Mario sighed and once again placed his lips on the glass. As the vile tasting liquid met his tongue, red lights went flashing in his mind telling him to spit it out. He gulped it down as fast as he could and ran off to the bathroom to rinse out his mouth with mouth wash.

"Mwahahaha…" laughed Peach silently and maliciously as she strolled off to watch her diabolical scheme unfold.

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Mario spit out the mouth wash into the sink and began to fill up another cup to rinse out his mouth again. Despite the germ fighting action of the mouth wash, the horrible taste still remained. He closed his eyes, dumped the liquid into his mouth and began to gargle. After thirty seconds had passed he spit the mint flavored liquid out.

He opened his eyes and almost screamed when he saw that the sink loomed seemingly one-hundred stories above his head.

"Whata in the worlda?" The cup had fallen to the floor and when he looked down, he saw two bird-like feet along with a feathery belly sticking out. His eyes about popped out of his head. "PEACHA!" She appeared in a matter of moments, and burst out laughing.

"Hey hey, Furby Mario! You called?" His plump little body stood about five inches off the ground and he looked exactly like a Furby with brown spots, complete with a mustache.

Mario's eyes bore into Peach's like daggers. His newly acquired beak morphed into an angry expression. "Whata dida you doa to mea?"

"I wasn't the one who drank the orange juice…"

"Y-you…you puta somethinga in thata drinka?"

"Mebbe…" She looked at her watch. "Uh…I gotta go…like now… Bye!" She ran off with Mario chasing after her. However, he had no chance of catching up seeing how he was short, fat, and his tiny feet couldn't handle that much weight going at a rapid speed.

He panted as he continued running, "I'lla…ge…t…you…yet…a!" Wouldn't it be nice if he had wings?

xxxThat eveningxxx

Mario had finally made it to the end of the seven-foot long hall.

"Wella, at least I'm fastera than a snaila…" he sighed. A snail suddenly appeared out of no where and crawled past him at a faster pace then he had been going. Mario growled in frustration. He turned around the corner, and saw a bottle that said, "Antidote. Mario, don't drink it."

"Freedoma!" There was no one in sight and he picked up his sluggish pace as he made his way over to the bottle. Suddenly, the lobster from that morning stepped out in front of Mario. It's pincers clacked together menacingly as it put on a pair of sunglasses. The crustacean began inching forward towards Mario.

"Hia…" he gulped. The lobster merely kept coming towards him. Peach's arm appeared from behind a wall as she grabbed something and then it was gone. The red animal charged forward at Mario and grasped him in its pincers.

xxxxIn the next roomxxxx

Peach dumped the sandwich she had retrieved onto a plate and then began eating it. In the doorway the lobster was beating Mario on the ground as he screamed out for help.

"Peacha! Peacha! Helpa! He's gonna killa me!"

Peach looked up from her food, and glanced quickly around the room. She then shrugged her shoulders and resumed her eating. Choking gasps came from Mario as the lobster continued to beat him on the ground.

"HELPA!" His vision began to fade as the powerful pincers began to close around where his neck would normally be if he wasn't a Furby. The oxygen was slowly being cut off from his aching lungs.

Peach finished off her sandwich, licked her fingers, and got up. She froze when she saw the killer lobster and its prey.

"You found breakfast!" She rushed over to the pair and freed Mario from the strangle hold. He breathed in a deep sigh of relief.

"Abouta time," he muttered.

"Well, since you found my lobster I suppose I can change you back." A bottle spontaneously appeared in her arms and she forced the orange juice down Mario's throat. Instantly, he changed back to normal and sent them both sprawling onto the ground.

"Oof!" exclaimed Peach as she shoved him off. "I'm going to bed now so see you in the morning." Mario, who was filled with glee at being turned back to normal pushed himself off the ground and also headed to his room. The duo had completely forgotten about the lobster which proceeded to scurry off.

Mario was completely oblivious to the tail that stuck out from his rear end when he finally began to climb into bed. Bowser passed him in the hall, gave him a funny look, and then just shrugged it off and continued to the money vault.

As the lights all went off in the castle, the loud and angry yell of Mario ripped through the building…

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Hey hey! How'd y'all like that? I think this was one of my longer chapters. I'm sorry it took so long for me to update. I got the first half written in one day and when I hit the mouth wash part it, all my inspiration just went "poof." Oh well…can't change the past.
Hopefully I'll get the next chapter up sooner, but you never know…

THANK YOU ALL MY WONDERFUL, FANTABULOUS, and JUST PLAIN AWESOME REVIEWERS! I got a few ideas for this chapter from The Mushroom Mage and The Cherry-sama. Here's a thanks to you two as well! If I used anything that someone else suggested in a review and didn't mention you, then I am very sorry!

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Disclaimer: I don't own the Mario world characters, places, and what-not. I also don't own Furbies, the "My bones" thing I got from some "Aladdin dubbed" videos or whatever they're called, "Emperors New Groove" (I don't feel like explainin' what exactly I got from there), and I also don't own anything I forgot to mention that I don't own.