Chapter 2

Our Little Hitchhiker

*Note: In case you are wondering why the story is called Crash and Burn, you can click on my username (see? ITS IN BLUE!) and read through it. Soon enough you'll find it.*

So I lied. Again lol

Thanks to the following people who reviewed even though I gave like 0% notice! I'm amazed I got reviews!

Mouseshine

Mariogirl133

Mouseshine—I know, I laughed when I wrote the skipping part too, lol

Mariogirl133—awwwwwww! Thanks! You should get an account so I can see some of your stories!

Also, I'd like to mention that ImSpidey2 made a tribute for my story! It's called "Finding Junior". Based on Crash and Burn and the Pixar movie Finding Nemo. Check it out; it's really good!

So, you know the rest: ON WITH THE STORY!

"Young sire," the blue Shy Guy began, sitting next to Bowser Jr., "don't worry. You'll find King Bowser. I'm sure he and his minions are looking for you everywhere as we speak! So let's try to make things easier for them and start heading to London." He stood up and motioned to the Koopa. "C'mon. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and start worrying about your father."

"I guess you're right," Bowser Jr. admitted grudgingly, standing up. "I won't tell my papa on you…for now, anyway. Anyway, before I follow you into the unknown, what's your name?"

"It's Neon," the Shy Guy said, vanishing into the undergrowth.

For a moment Bowser Jr. wondered if he could trust Neon. "Too late to decide," he told himself, dashing after the Shy Guy.

Bowser's POV

"C'mon, Lord Bowser! At least do ONE!"

"I…CAN'T!" Bowser dropped from the pull-up bar.

Kamek and a Goomba shared a worried look. "He did better than this at the castle," Goomba whispered.

"He's worried about Jr., that's all," Kamek replied. "I'm sure he'll start doing better soon."

Then a familiar voice rang out: "Hey, Bowser! How's the training going?"

Kamek groaned. "THIS won't make it any better…"

A man dressed in red ran over to them. "Hi Kamek, Goomba. Bowser, are you ready for the games?"

"Not really," Bowser growled. "Why do you care, Mario?"

Mario blinked. "Just trying to be nice." He glanced around. "Hey, where's your son? Isn't he always at your side?"

Kamek and Goomba wanted to punch him for his recklessness. To their surprise, Bowser turned away and said, "He's not here right now."

"Oh? He'll be here for the Games, though, right? Weegee's been looking forward to playing against him."

"I hope he'll be here," Bowser retorted. "But I doubt it."

Mario looked concerned. "Hey," he said, walking over to Bowser and standing beside him, "what's up? You can tell me. I'll even help if I can."

Bowser was willing to take any help he could get—even if it came from a good guy. He told Mario the whole story.

"What were you above when the plane crashed?"

"Probably about Stonehenge. Why?"

"Well, that's probably where he is. He's most likely trying to find a way to get to London."

"But…what if he's dead?"

"Then he's dead." The plumber shook his head. "Bowser, you HAVE to understand that no matter what happens, life goes on. Remember when Cackletta came with Fawful? THAT was a disaster. And then a few years later the Dark Power and all of that stuff came up. I was pretty hopeless when I was trapped inside of you. But I realized that I would survive, no matter what happened." He sighed. "Get my point?"

"I guess," Bowser mumbled. Quietly he added, "Thanks."

Mario smiled. "What was that?"

"Thanks," Bowser said a little louder.

"I can't heeeeear you!"

"THANK YOU!" Bowser screamed. Heads turned and looked his way, but no one said anything.

"You're welcome!" Mario called over his shoulder as he dashed off. "Good luck at the Games! Hope you find Jr.!"

Kamek turned to Bowser. "Lord Bowser."

"Yes?"

"Did that…did that just happen?"

"I have no idea…"

"Er…what now? Should you train?"

"NO! GIMME MY CHINESE YO-YO!"

Kamek squeaked and gave Bowser the Chinese yo-yo he'd gotten from Beijing. (A/N a Chinese yo-yo has no strings. Look up a picture if you want to know more about it.)

Bowser Jr.'s POV

"How much longer do we have to walk?" Bowser Jr. complained.

"We've only been walking for two minutes!" Neon snapped. "Maybe I should've just left you behind."

"Then why didn't you?" the young Koopa challenged. "Maybe I wouldn't be such a pain in the neck if you had!"

"That's not the only place where you're a pain!" the Shy Guy countered, shaking his butt as he skipped.

Then a loud motorcycle was heard. "That means there's a road!" Bowser Jr. realized, dashing towards the sound.

At the road, there was a boy wearing motorcycle gear on his motorcycle. He stopped and glanced down at Bowser's son as he approached. "Well, well, well! Hey, little dude!"

"I need a ride," Bowser Jr. demanded. "You goin' to London? I'm an Olympic athlete, and I need to get there FAST."

The guy laughed. "Sure, lil' buddy! Hop on!"

The sound of a motorcycle speeding off attracted Neon's attention. He raced over to the road, but there was nothing there. Just a motorcycle speeding off into the distance with a red ponytail bobbing. But it wasn't going anywhere near London.

Neon sighed. "Didn't anyone tell this kid about hitchhiking?"

I lied. AGAIN XD But this time I'm serious. I MEAN IT! Have a good Spring Break! And DON'T HITCHHIKE!