CHAPTER 3: Toad's Hot Spring Jellybeans
"We are at the hot springs now!" said Toad to his jar of JELLYBEANS. He dumped each into the heated pond and bathed with the flavours, soaking them in through his sporical fungus skin.
"I hate the scent of JELLYBEANS in my pond..." grumbled a Shy Guy. His name was Fransisco.
Toad placed all the JELLYBEANS in a clever little hand and held them up to Fransisco to smell.
The Shy Guy's nose smelled.
SNIFF! SNIFF! SNIFF!
"Man, I hate the future! Kids are so stupid!" Fransisco roared. He then grabbed Toad by the cap with his meaty hands and tore it off.
Toad shrieked in agony as his beautiful pink brain fell out and into the water. He tried to pick it up, but his body would not respond without his precious brain.
Fransisco laughed heartily. "Now you are so stupid because you are brainless and cannot even spell 'cabbage'!"
"You demon of the hot springs!" growled Toad. "Me and my brain used to be true brosephs and now you've ruined everything! How dare you!"
"It is because I am actually a villain who is against shoes!" snarled the Shy Guy. He then took off his mask, revealing the one and only... Larry Koopa.
Toad gasped. "Why you? Why aren't you Fransisco?"
Larry sat down on a rock and thought about his commitment to Gary the deceased Goomba. "I saw you eat JELLYBEANS last week, but then you built a shoe in the process." Larry explained coherently. "You see, I hate shoes, making you a generator of my hatred. Thus, I had to destroy you just as I did the other cobblers in town."
Toad wept. Shoes were so very nice, but he never knew the turtles were so anti when it came to them.
"Now begone!" Larry shouted, pointing his magic wand at Toad and his JELLYBEANS.