Snowball Summit

After the incident with the Ice Rink Risk challenge, Bowser decided to play yet another mini-game with his children. Of course, none of them wanted to play anymore because they had all been bruised in various areas by the spiny shells, and the fact that their father cheated didn't help.

"How do you guys like the snowy atmosphere?" asked Bowser.

"It's c-c-co-cool P-Pops." said Roy, shivering.

"Okay, before we start this mini-game, you are gonna tell us the rules of the game right now!" demanded Lemmy.

"Yeah, we are not starting this game without knowing the rules!" said Junior.

"What's your problem son?" asked Bowser.

"You impaled a spiky shell in my ass; that's my problem Dad!"

Bowser sighed heavily and said, "Fine, I won't cheat this time. The rules of this game are simple: All you have to do is make a snowball and roll it over to your opponent. The bigger the snowball, the better chance you have at knocking a player off the mountain. When all but one of the players has been knocked off, the last player standing wins."

"And there's no falling spinies or any other kind of obstruction that could impale us in the butt?" asked Iggy.

"Nope. Just snowballs."

Once again, everyone waited in the blistering cold mountaintop, shivering like crazy. Roy had it the worst though; for some reason, his shell was rarely in cold environments so it couldn't protect him from the snow.

Start!

"Okay! Let's do this!" said Lemmy.

Everyone began to build a snowball by shuffling all the snow in their hands and forming it into a ball. It wasn't pretty hard, but the mini-game does have twists and turns to it. For instance, when Bowser built his snowball, he began to roll it around in the snow, making it bigger and bigger as it collected more and more snow.

"Uh…guys?"

Bowser launched the snowball at Morton and he wound up yelping like Homer Simpson. Just when Morton thought he was about to get knocked off, his tiny snowball collided with his father's giant snowball and they both exploded into nothing but snow.

"HA HA! I broke your snow--"

Before Morton could finish, Junior launched his average sized snowball at Morton, hurling him off the mountain.

"YEAH! I got him!" he yelled.

Junior grunted when a snowball bumped into him and he was knocked towards the edge of the cliff. Junior stood up and shook his head, quickly building another snowball to chuck at his opponents.

"Hey Larry! Don't look behind you!" yelled Bowser.

"Whuh?"

Larry shouted when he was hit by a massive snowball that hit him in the back, hurling him off the mountain.

"2 down, 6 to go." muttered Bowser.

Actually, there were five left, because Lemmy ended up getting hit off the cliff when a tiny snowball hit him. If he hadn't been standing at the very edge of the mountain, he still might be on top of it. Meanwhile, Wendy and Junior were repeatedly hitting each other with tiny snowballs, because every time one of them built a snowball, they'd get hit and would have to start over.

"We're gonna be at this all day Wendy! Would you just give up already and lose?!" shouted Junior.

"Why don't you give up and lose?" asked Wendy.

"NO!"

"Then no."

Ludwig and Roy weren't doing any better; they both continued to slam their humongous snowballs into each other which turned into nothing but snow particles after they each made contact. Bowser looked at his children and stopped for a moment, wondering what he should do. It was Wendy against Junior and Ludwig against Roy. Iggy was already knocked off by Bowser when he launched a giant snowball into him. Bowser laughed evilly again and said, "I think it's time for me to cheat again."

Bowser took a few steps back and looked at Ludwig and Roy. He then began to charge at the two like a wild bull, ready to impale them with his horns. When he did, Ludwig and Roy were thrown several hundred feet into the air, inevitably falling down the mountain hill. Bowser looked at Wendy and Junior and prepared to make the same kind of move.

"Dad…what are you doing?" asked Junior suspiciously.

Bowser ignored him and began to run right towards his two remaining kids.

"DAD!"

Junior and Wendy were hurled off of the mountaintop, plunging to the ground. At least that's what Bowser thought. In reality, Junior was still holding onto the snowy edge of the cliff.

"You son of a bitch! You cheated again!"

"Just shut up and give me your hand so we can settle this like real koopas."

"Okay."

Bowser extended his hand to Junior, ready to pull him back up to the surface. But at the last second, he turned around so his tail was facing Junior.

"Dad?"

Bowser abruptly farted in Junior's face, watching as he coughed and gagged from the smell. After Junior suddenly began to choke on the gaseous fumes, he fell from the mountain, ultimately declaring Bowser the winner.

Finish!

Bowser wins!

Bowser once again laughed and did his dopey victory dance.