I find it interesting that some authors just skip ahead to the next morning when the main character sleeps. Not to worry dear readers, because later that same night a few citizens of this world were awake, and I think you would like to hear what they have to say.

Mr. Toadsly was just finished with his graveyard shift at the hotel when he received a call from his wife. She simply reminded him to get gas for his car before he went home. As a loving husband should, he simply agreed and carried on. He walked slowly to the parking lot and got into his beat up little car. He turned the key, and the car gave life just before the engine broke. Mr. Toadsly slammed his head on the steering wheel. He quickly called his wife before he burst into tears over his car. After a rather long argument, he hung up and proceeded to walk home. But, before he took a single step he noticed the local garage lights turned on. With quick thinking he opened his trunk in his emergency kit and found exactly what he needed; a mini mushroom and a regular one. Using the mini mushroom he shrunk his car and put it in his pocket. Then he started to head over to the garage.

Moments earlier we see the house Mario was staying in and had welcomed Marcus into only days earlier. For now we see Mario sleeping this night; dreaming away. In his dream Mario looked around and all was pleasant. But then, he was getting flashbacks from the vision when he touched the stone. All at once he remembered the war zone in his vision. Excepts he saw something more clearly. Left and right he saw everybody falling; dying; turning into trophies. Then he saw a boulder the size of Final Destination fall right on top of him. All of a sudden, Mario woke up panting. He looked around his room. Only darkness and him. Mario checked the time. 1:07. Mario rubbed his eyes and evaluated. He determined that while the dream was fake the threat was real. He jumped out of bed and walked towards a painting of his beloved. He looked around carefully before removing the painting from the wall. Behind was a safe. Mario unlocked the safe without delay. Inside, there were just a bunch of papers and a few coins that Mario was saving, then, he reached what he was looking for: a little black book and a special earpiece. Mario carefully put the earpiece in and flipped through the black book until he spotted a set of instructions he needed. Following carefully, he imputed the code exactly. Mario waited patiently as he heard something like an alarm ring. A voice on the other line barked "Who is this!? You are on a restricted line!" Mario interrupted "Snake, we need to talk…"

Wario sighed. He had been joyriding a bit too much lately and his bike was busting. Luckily, he still had a spare key to the garage from when the other smashers made him do community service after that Subspace incident. He opened up the garage door and rolled the bike inside. He shuddered as he closed the door. He hated bringing up that memory. He hated helping out and working, but at least it meant he wasn't doing jail time. What's worse is that the other more evil guys got off scot free. "Just like mama said.." Wario thought "Never do anything nice, or else people will expect more from you." Wario stopped himself. He wasn't quite sure that saying felt right. Wario shook his head. He needed to think on these things more. At least in private; Wario loved his tough guy image. Just then, he heard knocking at the door. When he opened the door he sighed. "Hello Toadsly." Said Wario "Did your car break down… again?" Mr. Toadsly chuckled and started to talk "Nice to see you Wario. Do you think you can fix it up completely tonight? Grace's birthday is in a few days, and I want to surprise her." Wario rolled his eyes before grabbing the miniature car. "Stupid Toadsly, Stupid Grace." Wario grumbled. Mr. Toadly slyly took out some cash. Wario greedily grabbed it, and proceeded to say with fake enthusiasm "I'll get it done in a jiffy, sir. Your human daughter with overflow with tears." And with that Mr. Toadsly went home.