(Takes computer out of microwave) Oh! Well hello poor Tobuscus parody! I didn't see you there.

Enough with that. So, I finally have an idea for one the one shots! FEAR ME! MWAHAHAHAHA. These are going to be really random, so be careful. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

An average day for The Kooplings

"Bowser's been obsessing over Mario-proofing the whole castle." Wendy finished her final coat of pink nail polish on her claw. "It's getting annoying."

Lemmy nudged her. "Don't you mean SUPER MARIO annoying? HAHAHAHAHA! PLAY ME OUT, LUDWING!"

Ludwing sighed and twiddled his fingers in the air. "Bad dum dum crash."

Wendy raised a fist. "I will hurt you."

Roy pushed them apart. "It's all good, guys. Just chill."

"Get your pink face out of my designer nails!" Wendy slapped Roy making him fall to the ground.

Morton crashed through the wall next to the door, holding a crushed piece of paper. "I HAVE AN IDEA!"

Iggy pointed to the door. "Morton, you do realize there's a door right…there?"

Morton shook his head and continued to shout. "NO TIME FOR DOORS!"

"But there's appearently time for shouting." Larry commented, rolling his eyes.

"OKAY, SO I HAVE THIS MEGA AWESOME IDEA THAT WILL CRUSH EVERYTHING IN OUR PATH!" He slammed the paper on the weak table making it break in half and fall.

"Zat vill have to ve fixed." Ludwing said, pointing meekly at the table.

"But Ludwing," Larry started, "THERE'S NO TIME FOR FIXING THINGS OR OPENING DOORS!"

Morton growled and punched Larry in the face which sent him colliding into the wall. The other Kooplings stepped back. "This family is messed up." Lenny whispered to Wendy. She put her hands on her hips and looked at him as if to say It took you THIS long to figure that out?

"Morton, you have plans like this every day. What makes this one so important?" Iggy asked, referring to the plans that Morton comes up with every few days.

"I know, man, but this one…" He held the paper up like a sword. "This one is different."

"How?" Roy rubbed his head after his vision adjusted.

Morton put the plan on the floor as the rest of the Kooplings sat cross-legged around it. "Take a look." He gestured to the blue prints and sat proudly, as if he won an award.

"Those are the formulas for my Cherlie Le Claire perfume." Wendy looked up at her brother.

Morton took the plan quickly and slightly blushed. "Wow…How did those get in there?"

He reached into his shell and grabbed another paper. He laid it out in the center of his siblings. "THESE are the real plans." The blue prints showed a 3-D rectangle and some side notes that pointed to the edges of the rectangle.

The Kooplings leaned in, staring at the plans, and "oo"ed over it. Morton continued to look proud and gloat in his mind. "So," Iggy leaned out, "How are we going to make that? It has missile launchers, remote control heat waves, and a spinning platform."

"WE GOTTA START BUILDING!" Morton slammed his fist on the ground. "LET'S GET TO WORK, LADIES!"

The rest of the Kooplings stood up, sighed, and followed Morton over to the warehouse where all the weapons and supplies were located. Wendy, Iggy, Roy, Lenny, and Ludwing all knew that Morton thought he was a genius. He would spend two minutes trying to come up with a plan to prove he was a genius and then, he would try to shove it down his sibling's throats; literally and figuratively. Since Morton was so excited over this particular plan, the Kooplings decided to humor him.

4 Hours of Work Later

"IT'S DONE!" Morton laughed manically.

Iggy, Lenny, Wendy, Roy, and Ludwing stood back, speechless by the sight.

"Morton," Iggy said, a hint of annoyance in his voice.

"Yes?" Morton turned around dramatically.

"VAT VIS JUST A HUGE MICROWAVE!" Ludwing stomped on ground.

"I WASTED 4 HOURS AND CHIPPED A NAIL FOR A MICROWAVE?!" Wendy shrieked.

"Ah, ah, ah. Not just ANY microwave. Not every microwave cooks tacos with missiles, you know. This is pure genius!"

"This is a waste of good brain cells!" Iggy threw his goggles on the hard floor.

"You guys need to chill." Roy walked over to the missile microwave. "Bigger is better, am I right?"

"OH YEAH!" Morton and Roy high fived while Wendy, Lenny, Iggy, and Ludwing walked out of the room.

Wendy fanned herself with some old envolpes. "It's so hot."

Lenny raised his head in response, but shook the thought away at the sight of his sister's glare. "Uhh…no comment."

Morton smashed through the wall next to the door, holding a piece of paper in his clenched fist. "I HAVE AN IDEA!"

The rest of the Kooplings slammed their palms on their faces and sighed loudly.

That was an average day for the Kooplings: Trying and failing, like always. I hope you liked this one and I have more things to say.

ONE: I need more reviews! I need more people writing ideas! It could be anything and I'll post it up. Without more reviews, I can't do this so please, read and write!

TWO: This story is dedicated to Alpha Darkness, who came up with the original idea and I just filled in the gaps.

THREE: I hope you enjoyed reading this as much I did writing it!

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