There is a great deal of conflict in this chapter, so what does that mean?
There is a great deal of FUN in this chapter! ^^
Chapter 9: Conflict
After Mario's defecation, and cleansing, the party seemed to settle down for a little bit. Everyone was relaxing on the shoreline; some drinking themselves merry, some socializing, some finding peace and seclusion, and others raising hell.
Mario was chatting with Luigi when someone tapped on his shoulder.
Mario turned to see a business man wearing glasses, a grey suit, white undershirt, and red tie. Beside the man were two tough looking guys, with black hoods and tank tops. "Greetings," the man began, "Is this the party that the boys agreed to playing?"
Mario remembered hearing this man's voice, and he was no other than Charles Foster Ofdensen. "Oh yes, yes, we're all set, we have a stage and…"
"That was nice of you, but the boys will have their own stage; they prefer to have their performances their way." Ofdensen said, fairly quickly, seeming to want to save time.
"Oh, very good. Is there-a any paperwork that you needs me to look at?" Mario asked, smiling, despite Ofdensen's cold and blank expression.
"No, thank you though, I will just be surveying the area and…"
"K-K-KA HEY EVERYBODY!" someone said, charging out, wearing a pink spandex suit that was a little too tight. He had gnarly green hair, a wild hat, and face paint that set him apart as a walking rainbow. "It's me! Doctor Rockso, the rock'n'roll clown, and I do cocaaaaine!"
It was Doctor Rockso, and Charles seemed to shake his head, and rub the bridge of his nose.
"Toki invited me here to this fine partay!" Rockso went on to say.
"No, he didn't." One of the hooded men said. "He told us, even after your reunion show, he wanted nothing to do with…" The man seemed to look away, at a piece of paper, "that dildos ass tits bag."
"Aw, I'm sure Toki would never say that about good ol' Doctor Rockso."
"Actually, yes, he did." Ofdensen said. "Please don't cause us any trouble, or measures will be taken."
Doctor Rockso's face seemed to twitch, before he ran off in some random direction, shrieking about being electrocuted and stomped.
Mario just tilted his head, confused. "…Okay, so, when can we expect the band?"
"Later this evening, don't worry." Ofdensen said, nodding to the plumber.
"Alright, have fun…" Mario began.
"I will." Ofdensen said, before walking off, seeming to inspect the area.
Mario shrugged it off, and turned to see Luigi gone, and noticed a crowd in the distance. In this crowd, he could see Falco and Balthier engaged in a bitter conflict.
"Are you suggesting that you're a better shot than me?" Balthier asked, tauntingly, holding his gun over his shoulder, grinning.
"Hell yeah! Look at you, Mr. 'Sky-Pirate', I wonder what it is you do when you capture ships." Falco said tauntingly, spinning his blaster.
Balthier only smiled, and pointed over to Fran. "She's my companion, so think about that before you dig yourself further into a pit."
Falco's jaw almost dropped as he looked over at Fran, and he appeared to have 'DAMN!' scrawled on his forehead. "…well still, nonetheless, you can't possibly hope to outshoot me!"
"Do you want to try it?" Balthier asked, never losing is cool demeanor, pointing to some plates on a nearby table. "Whoever shoots the most out of five wins?"
"Deal!" Falco said, pulling his blaster out and taking aim. "You, blue guy, toss the plates would ya'?" Falco added, asking Blumeire to toss the plates; soley due to the fact he was a neutral in this group.
"Oh, sure, why not." He said, slowly approaching the group, taking five plates, and looking at them both, standing between the two, who had moved a good distance away from between them.
"Yeah" said Falco.
"Let's get this over with." Balthier said, with a sigh, extending his pistol arm.
"Alright, three… two… one, here it goes!" Blumeire said, before tossing the plates in the air.
They both took aim, and fired their first shots.
However, there was a large difference in their shots. Balthier aimed straight for Falco's pistol, and shot it out of his hand, then simply pulled out another pistol and shot a single plate, letting the rest fall.
"Hey! That's dirty!" Falco yelled, holding his hand, making sure he wasn't shot.
"And you expected better?" Balthier said, lowering his first pistol, that had a second barrel, which would probably mean he had a second shot saved.
"Woah woah woah, this was a gentlman's game, no need to get barbaric." Falco said, waving his arms.
"We agree on that point, but I just wanted to see your reaction, you take well to having a gun pointed at you." Balthier said, grinning, as he put his pistols away.
"I have my abilities." Falco said, grinning a fairly proud smile.
"As do I." Said balthier, slowly walking away, without saying a single word of farewells; just waving to the people with a smile.
"That's Balthier for you." Penelo said, nearby.
"Yeah, I saw that coming a mile away." Vaan added, after taking a bite from an apple.
"Don't you know not to talk with your mouth full?" Penelo asked, semi-scolding Vaan.
"Sorry." He said, with a grin, that made it impossible for Penelo to yell at him. She only let out a sigh, and smiled once again.
However, Mario's attention was not upon the two smitten youths, it was upon a certain island out in lake Hylia, that seemed to be completely engulfed in flames. It suspiciously surrounded a single tree, and it caused him a little worry, so he went and spoke to Bowser.
"Bowser, did-a you start that-a fire over there?" Mario asked, pointing out to it.
"No, why do you think it was me, Captain Defecator?" Bowser said, resisting the urge to laugh.
"Listen Bowser, I'll be-a sure to trounce you good next time-a for that, but this is a time where I'd prefer I didn't have to-a crush your armies." Mario said, shaking his head. "I thought it was-a you, because when you laugh, sometimes you-a set things on fire."
Mario had a good piece of evidence for this, Bowser actually set one of the serving tables from his eating contest on fire.
"Hmm, well that is true, you Mini-Moustached pustule, I didn't do it." Bowser said, then he looked at the fire, and then he seemed to be in shock.
"Bowser, something wrong?" Mario asked.
"I… well I mean, Mario, we've been friends a long time and well…"
"What the hell did you do?" Mario asked.
"Well… remember when I said I invited people…"
"Who is it, Bowser?" Mario asked, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
"Well…" Bowser said, before muttering.
"What was that?" Mario asked, not hearing him.
Bowser leaned forward, and whispered in his ear.
"WHAT!"
"I'm sorry! I didn't know Cloud would be here! You could take him so I thought he'd be cool, but you had to invite Cloud!" Bowser said, defending himself.
"CLOUD WAS ON THE ORIGINAL GUEST LIST!" Mario yelled at Bowser. "How could you invite..."
With that, the fiery island suddenly went out, and then the fire pulsed again quickly, and a figure was seen standing there.
"Oh shit." Bowser said. "Kami, protect my armchair!"
Kami was nowhere to be found.
Suddenly, the figure leaped from the fiery island, revealing one wing, a black costume with silver details and pauldrons. He had shining white hair and vibrant green eyes… and a sword longer than most people's lives.
"Sephiroth!" Mario said, surprised to see him. The two had met before, in one of Mario's cross-dimensional travels. Needless to say, Sephiroth was one of the toughest, meanest, coldest, strongest, and all around most badass villains Mario had ever fought. However, like the rest, Sephiroth was 'beaten'. Mario wasn't sure just how well Sephiroth would take seeing one of few people that was able to destroy him.
"Hmm… so this is the congregation. Quite a strong group… but this is not my world, their destructions lie in wait in their worlds." Sephiroth said, more to himself, than anyone else, he then looked at Mario, grinning a devilish grin. "I remember you, you are the strongest of all of them."
"It's nice to have you here." Mario said, chuckling nervously, he knew that upsetting Sephiroth would be major trouble very quickly.
"I see, thank you." Sephiroth said, being fairly civil, compared to his treatment of mortals when Mario met him.
However Sephiroth seemed preoccupied, he seemed to be looking, searching.
Most definitely for Cloud.
It wasn't long, a few moments later, the Orange haired one stepped forth, followed by The Hero of Time. He, as he said, knew of Sephiroth, and knew that Sephiroth would be an incredibly tough opponent. However, the slaying of the god Majora put Link on an entire other level; which was surprising as Mario was even greater.
Cloud and Sephiroth just looked at each other, Sephiroth kept his grin always. "Cloud… its so good to see you."
"Shut up." Cloud said, withdrawing the fabled Buster Sword, giving Sephiroth a good death stare.
"Oh Cloud, you know I love it when you talk dirty to me." Sephiroth said, putting his hand on the grip of Masamune.
In a split second, the battle had begun… and stopped.
Cloud swung down at Sephiroth, while Sephiroth planned to do a quick slash at Cloud from the side.
Both attacks were blocked by the Hero of Time. "How about we keep things civil, at least for now?"
The rivals looked at each other, then at the man who had stopped them, both of them, at once.
Sephiroth was the first to stop, and sheath his sword. "That is fine with me, I have no need to hasten the inevitable. I will go and see the foolish mortals of the other worlds, sometimes your kinds are indeed amusing."
After Sephiroth, cloud moved his blade away from the heroes shield, and walked away, stoic and silent.
Mario breathed a sigh of relief. "That could have been-a so much worse."
Just then Luigi ran frantically past The Hero of Time and tackled his brother. "Th-th-th-that was Sephiroth!"
Mario could only chuckle. "Yes, yes it was."
Luigi was struck on the back of the head by Daisy with what we could only assume was a frying pain or some other instrument of doom that women have learned over the generations of human race to torment males with. "Come on! You know just as well you could probably take Sephiroth!"
Luigi doubted his abilities a great bit, and was easily frightened. He was not a fighter, it wasn't in his person to like anything about a fight, or causing another pain. "If-a you say so Daisy, but still, he give me the creeps, bro!"
Mario helped his brother up, and patted him on the back. "Cheer up, he's in a good mood at the moment, he's only tried to kill Cloud so far, but then again what else is-a new?"
"That is good, I guess." Luigi said, finally starting to calm down.
"Daisy, do you know where Peach is?" Mario asked, curiously.
"Oh, she's with a bunch of other girls, we're having a blast!"
Girls, having blast, in a group; this equation spelled only death and misery for all the males in the vincinity.
"Ah, I-a see, Luigi, come with me, we won't keep you away from them Daisy." Mario said, before grabbing his younger brother, and rushing him along.
"Brother, what's-a wrong?" Luigi asked, as he tried to keep up with Mario.
"We have a problem, worse than any apocalyptic bad guy, or ancient prophecy…" Mario began.
"We have a group of girls all working together, if we do not do the same, it will be the death of all men-kind here at the party."