Shadow: And now, here's the Luigi Circuit chapter. ...:D I'm not too sure how this one will turn out...I mean, I don't know how to describe a race that well...it'll probably be...uhh, not the best chapter so far, to say the least. .-.; But hey, I'll try? (Yes, I'm typing this BEFORE I do the chapter. Shoot me.)
DISCLAIMER and NOTE: I don't own Mario related shtuff, I own Tyboo, Bamboozle, Roboo and Boolloon...you get it now, right? ...And for the note part, bold italics are dreams or flashbacks.
Chapter 2: Beginning at Last
Summary: The competition has official begun. With the Tayce T. incident occuring the previous night, King Boo seems to be shaken... What if they don't win? ...Could they have a better chance with a different kart?
Chapter Genre: Humor, of course, some slight angst, and maybe some action/adventure...I mean, this is the race. Race is action, right?
Chapter Rating: Probably T now, because of a little more violence to be added here...o.o;
The winners would been announced. The tournament was done and over with, and only two stood victorious. ...But both could not take home the trophy, that was understood. Tyboo floated upon the altar, grasping a closed envelope in his tiny paws, anxious to find out who the team was...the competitors who triumphed over all others, stood against all odds...The teammates who would face off with each other and fight for the trophy.
"...You all know the reason why you stand before me today...I am to announce the winners of the 3rd annual Mario Kart competition--the champions whose names will be known in history for their stunning victory. While they have pulled through together, however, they must face off in one final chance to take the trophy home."
After a long pause, and tearing open the said envelope, he spoke their names with a smile that said 'Congratulations':
"Mario Mario and Luigi Mario."
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King Boo yelped and bolted upright, quickly scanning his surrondings before sighing of relief. It was only a horrible dream--or, in this case, a nightmare.
And how it frightened him so...why, he thought Mario and Luigi had won already!
Shifting in his place, and stifling a yawn, he noticed...that something felt much different from when he fell asleep last night. Reaching forward to lay a paw on his tail, he touched something else--something soft...like fabric.
Blinking once in confusion, he lifted it and brought it into his view--a blanket? Now where did this come from?
It finally clicked in his mind, as he switched his gaze to his partner snoozing--and snoring--in the pot he'd rather call 'his bed.' ...Did Petey do this?
The royal Boo couldn't help but snicker, softly enough to make sure he wouldn't awaken him--afterwards, he folded the piece of cloth up and layed it on a nearby table, in case Petey still needed it for whatever reason.
"I guess I can thank you now," he muttered. "But how will you do today? Will you run off again when I need you most? Go off and enjoy your luncheon, while I race alone without a possible advantage?" Oh, how he hoped THAT wouldn't happen--oh no, how he wished... If he were to go missing before the race, it could cost him the competition!
Shaking his head, in an attempt to clear his mind, he turned to the door--he was starving, for he did not eat dinner last night...actually, Petey did it for him.
"Yeah, your fault that I'm practically starving to death...hungry now..." He grumbled, rubbing his sleepy amber eyes with closed fists.
"...Fooood..."
"Yeah...uh-hunh, food... Hold on, what?" Shielding his eyes from the sun's brilliant rays with translucent paw, he glanced at the now empty flower pot, Petey standing beside it with a look of desperation.
"Oh, let me guess... You're hungry again, aren't you?" He then laughed bitterly, his fangs peeking out of his slightly opened mouth. "That's not surprising--what really gets me is the fact that you just spoke. I thought you were probably too idiotic to even be taught speech. Or have you learned from me?"
"Food..." He mumbled in reply, outstretching his leaf-like arm and pointing at the other creature.
...And King Boo knew what he meant--Petey could tell at the sight of his crimson eyes doubling in size. "...I'm...food?" He floated backwards, halfway into the door behind him. "Oh no...No no no no no... L-Look here, buddy, I'm not what you think I am..." As Petey only edged closer to him, licking his lips in a way that made him appear insane, the ghost couldn't keep control of his tone of voice. "...What are you, delirious or something!"
'Chomp.'
...Oh no, he did NOT just... Wincing in pain, he tried to take a look at his paw, now seized by the seemingly deranged Piranha Plant's jaws. He shuddered at the sight of his sharp teeth puncturing the gentle flesh, the reddish liquid oozing from the wounds--blood. He didn't know WHY he did that at the sight--he was so used to seeing blood, touching it, sometimes even tasting it, with it's metallic flavor...so why did he shiver?
Maybe the fact that he could be eaten alive was one thing that caused it.
"Will you...get off of me?" He growled, trying to open his mouth with his free paw--but Petey had practically locked his jaws in place, and he remained unmoving. "I said. Get. Off." No movement. Nothing. "If you are willing to eat me, why are you so focused on that one spot--"
'Riiiip'
Oh, he felt that--the sound was just as painful as the stinging sensation itself...he heard his skin being completely ripped off. No muscle, no bone, just the skin...and it didn't only feel like he was being stuck with needles, but like his paw was being singed by a blazing flame, burning the skin clear off--it was horrible. Not to mention, it was his right hand...
...and he can't drive with the left on it's own.
The truth finally sinking in, King Boo shot a terrifying glare at the apologetic Piranha Plant, his mouth agap and petals drooping instinctively. "Look at what you have done! NOW I CAN'T DRIVE!"
"Eyyrrg..." He bowed his head with obvious guilt, trying not to look at his hurting teammate, or even the bloody muscle now exposed.
"Now I won't have a chance... If you take the wheel, you'll only screw up!" He seethed, pleased at the sight of Petey recoiling with a noise that was meant to be a whine. "And it's your fault yet again... Yes, now... You will be punish very severely for this... And I'm sure you know that..."
And Tyboo wasn't around to defend the plant now--he could successfully give him the thrashing he was desperate to give him, the beating he so surely deserved...
"Hey, you."
If his face could get any paler, it would now--Tyboo was here to mess it up again. "Listen, you aren't going to prevent me from--" He paused at the sight of his underling--but this one wasn't Tyboo, but two different ones. One of the Boos, possibly a child, had a cherry-red tint to his little body, slightly smaller than Tyboo's, with yellow-gold eyes and a long tail pointing downward. Another, the one who had just spoken, seemed normal, but donned a crimson ribbon he wore around his forehead and had eyes that matched his master's.
"Now what could you possibly be here for, Bamboozle?" King Boo snarled. "And the other one, Boolloon...Why him?"
"Hey, hey, hold on!" The red-eyed Boo called Bamboozle barked. "I'm here to pr'pare the racers for t'day! Boolloon, dun ask why...maybe Tyboo needed ta' babysit the pipsqueak or somethin'..." He shrugged. "Anyways, Petey's kart 'as been built already, if you wanna to see..."
"Kart?" He arched an eyebrow. "What kart? We're using the Boo Pipes! I'm not used to driving in anything else!"
"I betcha can't even drive in your condition." He rolled his eyes with a grin, making a gesture towards the gruesome wound his king had somehow forgotten.
An expression of realization dawned upon King Boo's face. "Oh yeah, that's..."
"Forget about it. You can jus' use items or something to that degree with your left paw--Petey can drive, and pretty well. Trus' me, I've seen 'im." He cut him off, shaking his head shamefully--yes, indeed, he knew who inflicted such pain on his master. "I'll show yeh the Piranha Pipes after we get that paw of yours cleaned up. Whaddya say, huh?"
"Yeah, that's just fine with me. But what about Petey? I mean, I could just..."
"Oh, he injured ya and ye were willing to punish 'im." Bamboozle gave an almost uncharacteristic sigh. "Hey, I never usually 'dmit this kinda thing, but Tyboo was right 'ere--you're a lil' rough on the poor guy." He said in his hoarse, altogether strange pirate-like accent(1).
"Rough?" King Boo scoffed. "I wouldn't be so rough if he would just listen--"
"Hey, he's a good kid! Ya can't go wrong wit' him--I know you'll be fine!"
"If you say so..." He mumbled under his breath, as Bamboozle untied his makeshift headband and used it to try to stop the bleeding by firmly wrapping it around the injured hand.
"C'mon, we should getcha ta' Mario. I mean, he might be a plum'er, but he's a decent 'nuff doctor(2)." He grasped his king's left paw to help support him as they went to find the said hero.
Unbeknownest to them, they were being followed. Not by an attacker, but...
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"I know you've given him extra support, dear Brother... But you must know that all contestants should receive the same amount of attention."
"B-But he's our king..."
"I fully understand that, and I would do the same--if we were allowed to do so. If Steward Toadsworth catches you, surely he'll--"
"Surely he'll what? Punish us? Disqualify the king and Petey?" Tyboo's lower lip quivered, clenching his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned even whiter--well, if they could, they certainly would. "I-I have no choice, and the king wouldn't let me explain if I tried! If I g-gave everyone equal attention, I'd be stuck within the walls of a painting before I know it!"
Noticing his more shaken sibling trying to blink back the tears, Roboo gritted his teeth--or, rather, his fangs--in nervousness. He looked exactly like his brother, only with silver eyes and a lab coat. "If they kick His Majesty out of the competition, then what? Can't you just--"
"Couldn't explain if I tried, Brother." He repeated in tone very much...unlike him. "There's nothing we can do--if we're lucky enough, Toadsworth won't notice a thing. P-Please, I don't wanna be stuck in the same situation as our little sister..." He trailed off, both of the brothers' eyes widening from his words--he acted before he thought again. "...I-I, uhh..."
"Enough," Roboo cut him off with a smile, patting his back lightly to calm his younger brother. "We can only make a wish to the Star Spirits and wait. Trust me, we'll pull through..."
"...U-Uh-huh..." After sniffling a bit, Tyboo returned the smile with one of his own.
"C'mon, kid, chin up. No reason for ya to sob your little black heart out like that."
The smile widened at the sound of a very recognizable voice. "O-Oh, hello, B-Bamboozle!" And then, he caught sight of his master, hand bandaged up and ice pack resting atop it. "A-And you, as well, Mister Majesty, s-sir..." Came the shaky greeting, along with a bow. "What happened? You haven't injured yourself, h-have you?"
"What does it look like, you brat?" hissed King Boo, cradling the injured paw, before switching his gaze to Roboo. "And I suppose these are the Piranha Pipes that Bamboozle mentioned...?"
The boo smiled and replied with a mute nod, placing a hand on the newly-built kart's front. "Yes, of course. I designed them to make it easier for Petey to drive...in case of emergency." He made a gesture towards the now-cleaned wound. "Let's just hope recovery time is short..."
"The skin was pulled off."
"Pulled off?" He cried out in misbelief, taking his king's hand in his own to examine it. "...Horrible, simply horrible... You may need about seven days to recover, if you rub ground mushrooms on it once a day..."
"SEVEN?" He gaped. "I can't have him drive for THAT long! He'll..."
The sentence was cut short by a noise that he really didn't want to hear at the moment: 'WOOF!'
The King of Boos jumped back, fearing that it was Petey behind him...of course, when he turned swiftly to face the plant, it was confirmed. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?"
Boolloon whimpered at the raising of his master's voice, hovering--and cowering--behind Tyboo. "Oh, sir, please lower your voice a tad..."
"LOWER my voice?" King Boo frowned before glancing at the creature standing behind him, trying to show his apologies by, of course, letting his petals droop. "Why exactly! I can't do ANYTHING without this thing breathing down my neck everytime!"
"Ya don't have a neck," Bamboozle corrected in a matter-of-fact tone of voice, before being nudged by Tyboo's elbow. "W-Well it's true! I dun have one either, to make ya feel better!"
"Everybody calm down, and that includes you, Bamboozle." Roboo sighed shamefully. "Your Majesty, you must understand that...well, Petey Piranha isn't the sharpest tool in the shed, not to be offensive. But, he only wishes to work beside you and spend some quality time with his teammate--he'll be gone before you know it. The competition will go by just like that, and then you must part ways. Try to enjoy your time with your friend while you have a chance."
"...Friend?" He shot a look of disgust at the Piranha Plant, who nodded. "...You must be joking. That would be the worst thing, befriending THAT thing... Absurd..."
His subject smiled sadly, feeling much empathy for the plant--he knew what he felt exactly. Petey was close to the Boo, like they were friends since their childhood, but deep down inside, he knew how he felt, as well--and that just made his heart sink.
King Boo hated him, he wished he'd never even go near him...
But he tried to shrug it off, as if the very thought did not exist--but, oh, it was so hard! It was the truth, and he knew it! He only kept a brave face and watched as they continued to talk over the matter at hand, the upcoming race--and how he wanted to join in on the conversation so badly.
But as he listened, he could barely hear one question clearly over the noise: "What time does it begin?"
...He knew. "...Ten."
"...W-What did you say?" Tyboo blinked, swearing to himself that he just heard Petey speak.
"Ten..."
"...Surprisingly, Your Highness," Roboo whispered into his ear--well, if he HAD one... "I believe that is when the race starts--ten o' clock exactly."
Snorting in an un-kingly way, King Boo's garnet eyes wandered into his partner's direction, feigning surprise. "So you do have a brain--a small one, but a brain nonetheless. Impressing." He said with a smirk, a hint of sarcasm in his light, ghostly voice. "And what time would it be now? Tell me."
After a pause, Petey simply uttered one word: "Nine."
"Nine what?" He asked, all mockery gone from his tone.
"30 seconds after 9:51 a.m. exact, Your Majesty." The scientist-like Boo answered after a quick stare at his watch. "Your race starts in 8.30 minutes."
Silence once more, before their king spoke up. "Then WHY are we just sitting around!"
The two brothers chuckled nervously and exchanged looks. Bamboozle merely grinned. "Well, if I were you, King, I'd b' goin' to the startin' line and preparin'."
No sooner he said that, the two drove south, the direction of Luigi Circuit, King Boo pressuring Petey to "Drive faster, already! WE'LL BE LATE!", in his own words.
...This, they believed, would be a long day.
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"Welcome to Luigi Circuit, the small racing stadium located in the heart of Toad Town! I am Tyboo, a Boo of Forever Forest, and I am your host for today." Gulping with nervous, he quickly scanned the next sheet of paper before continuing. "As you might have guessed, today is the beginning of our 3rd annual Mario Kart competition, the Double Dash tournament! Here, we pair two racers and give them a kart to race with, unless they already have one."
"I WOULD be racing with my Boo Pipes today, if it wasn't for you and your monsterous appetite..." King Boo growled sharply, watched Petey sulk in apology. "Just don't you DARE mess up. When you drive, always look behind you, in front of you, to your sides, and--"
"May I have your attention, please!" Tyboo spoke, more towards his master than anyone else. "There is something very important I will now tell you all--I will only say it once, so please listen closely! After every four races, two teams will be eliminated--that will leave four left for the final race! Try your best not to lose, and keep fighting for it!"
The clock ticked again--9:58 a.m.
"I will be here to keep a close eye on the competitors, so any sign of cheating will immediately put you in 8th place! I will also keep you tuned in on the action as the race goes. There are two minutes left, so make sure you are well prepared!"
Nodding to himself, the King of Boos quickly searched the Piranha Pipes for any sign of broken parts, or just about anything needing repair. "Good enough...the engines are fine, tires are alright...the kart's well-polished...hmm..."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Paratroopa asked curiously, eying the Piranha Pipes in confusion.
"I need to make sure it's clean! I don't want to get anything on my precious crown, of course." He stated matter-of-factly, adjusting the headwear as he did. "And even a spot of dirt is very easy to notice on this half-transparent skin, you know."
"...If you say so..." The flying Koopa mumbled. "Well, good luck!"
It ticked once more--9:59 a.m.
"Just one more minute," Peach gasped, taking a seat in the back of the Heart Coach. "I'm so anxious! I hope we will do alright..."
"We'll be just fine, trust me!" Her teammate, Princess Daisy, replied a small smile. "No need to worry...But boy, am I excited!"
"Mm." She nodded, smiling as well.
King Boo gulped inaudibly, sitting still in his seat, eyes glued to the road before him...
"30 seconds and counting!"
Petey, his thoughts more centered on Tyboo's Koopasta than the race itself, wrapped his leafy arms loosely around the steering wheel...
"10 seconds! ...Mmph, yummy... Huh?" King Boo's underling frowned at his empty plate, after taking the last bite.
Now focusing once more, the plant tightened his grip on the wheel...
"5...4...3...2..."
The king drew in his breath as Petey started the engines...
"...1!"
As the horn sounded, and the Lakitu shined the green light, the racers flew off, leaving a cloud of dust where they once were. ...It has begun.
"Good luck, Mister Majesty...G-Good luck." Tyboo smiled shakily, hoping for the best...
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It seemed to be going smoothly for them, so far--they started it off with a turbo boost that put them in 1st place immediately, but they couldn't count victory just yet, of course. Very close behind was Team Donkey Kong, and behind them, Team Peach. Pretty good, yes, but they needed to do better if they were to maintain their position...
If my eyes aren't deceiving me here, and how I HOPE they are...I think there's a bag of...potato chips on his head... King Boo slapped his forehead in frustration. He'd better be saving that for AFTER the race...
"Oh NOOO!" Came a slightly high-pitched female's voice, most likely Daisy, as Team Wario came up from behind them. By the time the princesses recovered from being pushed over by the evil brothers, they had already fallen into 6th place.
"I can already see that we might be evenly matched..." The Boo muttered, before tapping Petey's large head. "HEY! Accelerate, make this thing faster! They're already catching up!"
In response, he shook his head in a way of saying that he couldn't--they needed mushrooms.
The displeased Boo, who mumbled a few curses under his breath, glared at the potato chip bag on his head--that probably WOULD suffice. I mean, it was food, like a mushroom, right? It would probably do SOMETHING--either speed it up or clog the engine.
...Clog the engine.
"Now there goes THAT idea..." He sighed, disgruntled. He wouldn't want to take the chance if it would slow them down--and even if they tried, would it be considered cheating using an item you brought, not from an item box?
Noticing that they were approaching a few item boxes, he swiftly took one of the doubled ones, an item appearing in his left hand, as well as Petey's--his partner held a Giant Banana in his hand, while King Boo grasped a green shell. Tyboo was right, indeed, for Petey could use anyone's special items--the fruit he received just happened to be Donkey Kong's special item.
Knowing very well that it would be a possible waste, he threw the shell backward, hoping it would hit someone, or something...And it did just that, for Team Donkey Kong drove over the shell, causing their kart to flip before they could continue--and Team Wario went right past them.
Grinning, he outstretched his paw, just enough for Petey to notice. "Hand me the banana." He spoke simply, before his request was fulfilled. He eyed the evil incarnations of the Mario Bros. with a mischievous smirk, watched as they came close enough behind them, and threw the banana in back. He turned away, so he had his eyes on the currently-driving Piranha Plant, but he could easily hear Waluigi screaming some rather 'unpleasant things' in distress.
"Eh, I would admit I was wrong about your skills, but we aren't finished yet," He sighed, although he seem quite content. "And yet, I have such a good feeling about this one..." He continued, unsuccessfully trying to snatch an item box as they drove forward.
...Unfortunately, someone got VERY lucky and caught the said container, opening it...and revealing a Bob-omb. Yep, just their luck...
Wario cackled in triumph, lighting the fuse of the Bomb-like creature with a match, before throwing it in front of them, just into Petey's vision...
...But it was too late to avoid it.
'BOOM!'
"Now, what is this!" Tyboo cried in surprise, adjusting his glasses carefully to make sure he wasn't just seeing things. Their kart practically flew into the air, some places lit up with fire, and landed with a loud thud. "Amazing! Team Wario has just moved into first place with very explosive actions!" Not very amazing for the king, though... He frowned, visibly trembling with fear now. I'm dead, I SWEAR it! He thought, with no pun intended, of course.
"Amazin'?" asked Bamboozle with disbelief, watching from the front row of seats in the audience. "What does mean by amazin'! Our king is gonna mess it all up! Whoo, I dun wanna face 'im after this..."
The Boo was right--things weren't looking too good for them, for Petey was struggling to speed up, with King Boo being dragged at the end of the kart. To make things worse, they were now in 4th. To make things EVEN worse, not only the kart, but BOTH racers were suffering a few injuries from that explosion. Couldn't get any worse, right? Wrong. The bandages were ripped clear off of the royal Boo's wounded hand, making it even harder for him to pull himself up.
"Lap 2!" said a Lakitu, floating above the course with a camera to film the entire thing.
King Boo winced lightly, the agonizing pain beginning to take it's toll--he was beginning to slip off the kart. There could be no way they'd make it now...
But then, a miracle--an item box.
He smiled as they approached them--it was their ONLY chance for victory. He had to reach it--no, he MUST reach it, SOMEHOW!
Cringing, trying to ignore the pain he was going through, he outstretch his hand, stretching, reaching out...The item box came into his grasp...he opened it...
And relief...for out of the item box came...a star.
"...Perfect," said he, as he inserted the golden object into their engine, the kart shining that very color. His wounds unhealed, but strength restored for a moment, he effortlessly pull himself up and unto his seat. He triumphantly watched as they passed Team Bowser, Team Donkey Kong...and Team Wario. They regained first place successfully--now, if they could just hold it for a little longer...
"...Errgh..."
...Was that Petey? "What's wrong with you now? We're winning, right? Shouldn't you be--" He froze, eyes slowly widening at the sight before him--and how he wished he didn't even look. The plant was still trying to drive, although it wasn't very easy for him now--his arms were scorched in a few places, some places completely burnt through from the fire. About three of his petals were singed, one actually about to fall off of his head. They were minor injuries, yes, but they were hurting him quite badly at the moment.
...NOT good.
He was paying too much attention to Petey, ignoring the item boxes they passed, as they neared the finish line...
"Lap 3!"
And now they could only hope they would make it...the other teams were nearing them, approaching with high speeds...It was beginning to worry him, as they were on the last lap, and if they were to be passed again, they wouldn't catch up quick enough...
As they swiftly drove through more item blocks, King Boo snatched one from the pile, just barely, an opened it, revealing...a mushroom?
A mushroom...Mushroom--he remembered someone mentioning something about a mushroom earlier--mushroom--for his paw, he remembered--
And it came back to him.
"You may need about seven days to recover, if you rub ground mushrooms on it once a day..."
Glancing at his burnt arms for a moment, he soon grinned--it was simple! He would just ground them with his paws, quickly rub them onto his teammates wounds, and voila! Pretty simple, that was.
Carefully, to make sure he wouldn't drop it, he did just that, smashing the fungus in his hands until it was grounded and reduced to a rub-on medication. Slowly, he applied it, hoping it would heal his injured arms to help him improve...
And miraculously, it did just that.
"Does that feel any better?" King Boo asked hopefully, glad to receive a quick nod from his partner. "Good, very good..." His smile widened, his fangs now peeking out of his mouth. They SHOULD win now, they had to!
The gap between them and the finish line was narrowing--in his eyes, it seemed to take forever...
...They were close and then...
...Mario and Luigi zoomed out in front of them right before they crossed, finishing in 1st.
"We have two winners!" exclaimed Tyboo with a congratulating smile. "Team Mario, Mario Mario and Luigi Mario! Wonderful job!"
...They lost. They placed in 2nd place, but they lost.
But somehow, the king still feel quite...triumphant. And he knew why. The reason, it was...because Petey did much better than he expected. Much, much better. And how that gave him much relief...
Their kart skid to a stop, and they both climbed down from atop it--to the plant's, and Tyboo's surprise, King Boo did not give him harsh words or horrible insults. Instead, he merely smiled, smiled, and muttered, "...You did great."
His underlings, floating towards him to check on his condition, couldn't help but be shocked at the fact that their master wasn't really disappointed--Petey was amazed, as well, but was also very satisfied with his partner's reaction.
'...WOOF!' Before the King of Boos could notice, the plant tackled him to the floor, in an attempt to give him a cheerful hug.
"H-Hey, hold on! I AM glad that we came in the 2nd rather than 5th or something, b-but... but you..." He couldn't resist the urge to raise his voice to a loud boom. "...You're going TOO FAR!"
Tyboo shook his head, but the grin didn't leave his face, as he tried to pry the Piranha Plant off of his complaining master, being flattened like a Boo pancake.
Boy, what a day this has been...
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(Nighttime at Toad Town's Inn)
"Well, that was a very interesting race, that one!" Toadsworth spoke cheerfully, nodding repeatedly at Petey and King Boo, both of them almost shoving some Shroom Fry down their throats--were they hungry, or what? "As you might have guessed, you currently have 9 points, 1 behind Team Mario, 1 more than Team Wario, and you're in second place."
"Gee, I had no clue," grumbled the light-blue Boo sarcastically, paying more attention to his food, for once.
"Ahh, so there will be another 3 days for you two youngsters to prepare. I wish you both good luck." The elderly Toad stumbled out of their room, mumbling a few things under his breath as he did.
... "So, uhh... 'You sure you're feeling any better?" The Boo asked in an unusual tone. ...Now where did THAT come from?
"..Mmphfl, mm." Well, he took that as a 'yes.'
"...That's...good." He shrugged, gulping down the last bite of his food. "...You know, you did pretty decent today, although you still need to do better than that if you want to win. But, at least you turned out better than I expected, oddly enough."
"Rgg." Petey grumbled in thanks.
He stared blankly at his empty bowl for a moment, before stretching a bit, setting the object next to the blanket on the drawer, and drifting sleepily away to his corner. "Yeah, so... Good night, I guess."
"...Food?"
King Boo paused for a moment, before facing the other with a near-emotionless expression. "No, no more food. Sleep."
"...Fooood..."
"Look, if you want food, go get it yourself... You aren't taking a bite out of me this time." He flipped into a laying-down position, supressing a yawn. "Now, good night."
"...'Night." He heard him mutter, before he stepped out of the room--to get food, perhaps.
As he let sweet sleep take him over, he only wondered if Petey ever got indigestion. That, he may never know...
Shadow: ...Phew. Finally got this chapter done. .. Turned out longer than expected, but that's not a bad thing, of course. XD; Please review.
Notes:
1) ...Somehow, for that reason, Bamboozle reminds me of Pa-Patch. ...Yeah.
2) Doctor. Dr. Mario. Get it?