Private inserted a magical, amazing disc into their recently purchased Wii, paid in cans of tuna of course, and caught the special Wii controller that was thrown to him by Skipper. He giggled with excitement and plopped himself beside Skipper and Sara, getting himself comfy as his leader readied their game.
"Gentlemen…and ladies," the flat skulled bird added at Amber's glare. "We are now commencing Operation: Mario Kart!" Skipper announced and selected said game, getting cheers from nearly all the penguins, Amber being the only one who didn't seem that into the game. He scowled sternly at the others and said, "If this is anything like that 'Just Dance' conspiracy then I'm trashing this thing! Understood?" He received nods of confirmation from the penguins, all remembering the downfall of their beloved television. The new one was exactly the same, if you forgot the giant gaping hole from the old one.
Kowalski was smirking with amusement and with a possible teasing note as well. "You're not gunna throw it at the T.V again, are you Skipper? I'm sure hippies aren't on this game."
"You know what, just for that Kowalski, you're going to get us some gaming snacks. Hop to it man!" Skipper hollered in his usual commanding manner.
The second in charge sighed, regretting saying anything at all, but complied grudgingly. "Aye sir." He got up reluctantly from his comfy spot at Skipper's right and went to get some commandeered fish.
Skipper then started up the game, picking up instantly on getting characters. He smirked and stated, "Captain gets first pick." He then selected Bowser and chuckled when he heard Amber, Rico, and Madison's groans of protest.
"Whatever," Amber mumbled crossly but gave Skipper a sly smile. "I'm picking a better one." She picked baby Mario with a push of a button.
"Really?" Skipper questioned skeptically, an arched brow showing his incredulity.
Amber shrugged, not at all offended. "Hey, don't underestimate the midgets."
"My turn!" Private called out excitedly and got a Ricoish look as he picked out his. It was, surprisingly, Funky Kong. He received questioning and surprised looks from the others and, naturally, he felt obligated to explain himself. "I picked Funky Kong so I can CRUSH my enemies with an IRON FIRST!" He paused. "And I do quite like his bandanna..." Their looks changed to a blank, critical stare. "Kowalski, what will you like?" Private questioned kindly, noting the scientist got to pick one next.
"Pick for me!" he called out, still procuring ideal fish. Skipper smirked. He smoothly grabbed Kowalski's controller and selected his character, all the while having a sly smirk. A familiar feminine, "Yeah!" came from the television, making Kowalski halt in his actions. "Who did you pick?" he asked timidly.
"Princess Peach," was Skipper's casual reply, like he was talking about the weather, which he very much did NOT like to do.
"WHAT?!" Kowalski bellowed in pure horror in such a high pitch that it got a mixture of cringes and amused giggles. "WHY?!"
"Kowalski, she's just like you!" There was laughter in his voice. "Can't you see the feminine resemblance?"
"No, no I can't!" the shocked strategist hollered. "Pick a different one!"
By this time, Sara had taken Yoshi, commenting that he was adorable to Private, and Madison had picked King Boo with a chortle of glee. The mute bird was encouraging Rico to pick a favorite of hers and, of course, that meant he picked Wario. Of course Rico wanted to use Wario in the first place...who didn't want gas powers?! The sadistic duo was cackling madly, thrilled to have a chance to crush the others in a video game; the perfect excuse to knock and hit them mercilessly with explosives!
Skipper shook his head, still smirking. "Nope, too late, you set yourself up on that one." He stretched over and high-fived Amber, who was laughing hysterically.
"Flora," Kowalski whined pathetically, expecting some kind of verbal defense from his girlfriend.
"Sorry Kowalski," Flora apologized, offering a sheepish smile. She quickly picked her character, Princess Rosalinda, not surprising the others at all with the choice. "Skipper does have a point. You did set yourself up." She tried to compensate with a soft, tender smile. "The character doesn't matter though, does it?"
With a groan, Kowalski gave up with exaggerated noises and gesticulations, sluggishly taking the plate and bowl of various foods to the others. 'There would be justice!' He settled sourly beside Skipper, making it obvious even to the ignorant by the scowl that he disapproved of Skipper's choice. The bowl was passed around and each flightless bird shoveled a fish into their beaks.
Then came the time to pick the place of the race…and one of them already knew which one to tackle.
"Bowser's Castle!" Amber chanted and her golden eyes flashed and flickered in an excited flame.
There were hardly any objections, which would have been ignored by the female officer anyway, and they commenced their game play. However, a lap into a competitive virtual race later, it was evident that the penguins were all struggling in various degrees of frustration.
"Why. Can't. I. Move!" Skipper grunted as he thrashed the controller about wildly, pushing all the buttons he could. This led to him unintentionally pausing the game multiple times, much to everyone's chagrin. "I'm upset!"
"Skippah, you just have to-Hey, what did you do that for?!" Private cried out in distress when Funky Kong had yet again been shot into the lava by a puca shell, the stupid spinning turtle resembling shell that kept knocking him off course. He was answered by the mad cackles from Rico and Madison, who have been working together to get everyone out of the competition from the very beginning. One could only imagine what would happen if they were to face off.
The two psychopaths high-fived each other and picked their next target. It ended up being Princess Peach; Kowalski's forced to use character. Rico went through a colorfully lit up box, it spinning at the top of his screen, and landed on a star looking object. He smirked. Wario suddenly started sparkling, a catchy tune playing that he did his best to mimic, and swerved right next to Princess Peach and knocked over the character into the lava.
"How did that even happen?!" Kowalski shouted vehemently, resisting the urge to toss the controller much like Skipper had exampled with their old television. When have flashing colors and sparkles EVER been able to do that?
Rico blew a rude raspberry in his direction, laughing maniacally. His attention quickly shifted back to the game, making it his life mission to send every single player falling. He knocked another into the lava… Madison decked him for his betrayal.
Flora had her tongue stuck out and brow furrowed in concentration, trying to ignore and block out Kowalski's complaints. There were many different small screens for the Mario Kart game, an adjustment the eggheads did, and she had to focus on one of the middle sections, but the one above hers kept grabbing her attention. She recognized the character to be baby Mario, owned by Amber. She raised a brow, noting she hadn't done one lap, but quickly found out why. Flora looked at Amber and timidly asked, "Why...are you repetitively sending him into the lava?"
Amber said it with a straight face. "I like to watch him burn."
The female blinked then turned her attention back to the game in time to dodge a green shell. "Why?"
"It amuses me."
"Of course it does..." she drawled, shaking her head. It couldn't be helped.
Resistance was futile for Amber to say just one humorous remark, smirking in Flora's direction all the while. "Who says Baby Mario isn't smoking hot now?"
Flora groaned.
The silver bird's smirk only grew. "Yep, I make it work on everybody."
"That's just…uh, I can't even-!"
The humor was suddenly lost when Madison activated one of the box's tricks. The girls flinched at the abrupt violent response from the inky squid that appeared on all their screens but the silent bird's. What the boys said next sent them into a spiral of confusion that they just didn't want to be a part of.
"SPACE SQUID!" they cried out in horror, savagery on their faces, and set to defeat the virtual foe, though it disappeared two seconds later after spraying their screens with a splatter of black ink. "Aw, what?!"
Skipper fell forward dramatically, unintentionally sending his character off a ledge and into the burning lava, yet again. "NO! HE GOT AWAY! CURSE THOSE COMPUTERS ON MARS!" Again, he sent his character over the same ledge, and he nearly threw the controller out of frustration. "AND WHY DO I KEEP GOING OFF THE SAME STUPID LEDGE?!"
"And this is what our generation has come to," Amber dully mused aloud, but she smirked all the same.
"I BLAME KOWALSKI!" Skipper shouted with an accusing flipper point. "HE'S THE ONE WHO SENT ALL OF OUR TECHNOLOGY INTO SPACE!"
Kowalski, not in the mood to be part of the blame gain, retorted, "Only because of a pop-up ad about penguin puppets for sale on the market that you HAPPENED TO SEE." He sent an accusatory look at his commander as he shouted pointedly, "Which was not a good reason to blow up another one of my hard drives Skipper!"
They continued to bicker back and forth while managing to keep up a good pace in their gameplay. Madison and Rico had finally turned on each other, escalating quickly to the point where they abandoned their controllers to attack each other in a flurry of flippers. Amber, while competitive, had little motivation to finish the race, having much more enjoyment in discovering the ways of sending baby Mario to a temporary doom. However, she was more occupied in trying to settle the two psychopaths down and had left her character stationary.
Kowalski, a strategist at heart, had been able to evade obstacles and obtain power-ups that gave him a further advantage. Despite Flora, Private, and Sara's best efforts they couldn't catch up.
"I'M GUNNA WIN!" Kowalski cried out spiritedly and laughed like the deranged madman he was on the inside, disturbing the others to the point where they scooted away from him like he'd poison them with his very madness. "Ha, take that, Princess Peach haters!" he cackled wildly.
"No way to make that sound manly," Skipper chuckled, smirking at Amber, who had long since given up on the game.
Private was, subsequently, upset. "He called us haters...should I be offended?"
"He called us Princess Peach haters," Sara pointed out and laughed as she briefly put a comforting flipper on Private's shoulder. "I doubt you should."
Kowalski's excitement was increasing rapidly at the prospect of winning, being a good far point ahead of the others. He just wanted to stick it to them, to show that he could rock with Princess Peach! And, by the looks of it, he had it in the bag. If he had a lip, he'd be biting it right now. "Yes, yes, YES!"
Suddenly, one of the other players zoomed by him as Bullet Bill and crossed the finish line just before he could.
"NO!" Kowalski cried out dramatically. "Wwwhhhyyyyy?" he wailed and smacked his head repeatedly against the controller. "Why! Is! It! Always! Like! This!" He glowered at the screen and looked for the user. "Who, in Nobel's beard, beat ME?"
Flora brushed her flipper against Kowalski's shoulder in a soothing matter. "I'll read it." Her eyes squinted at the screen as she drawled out the user's name, "KID." She leaned back and stated, "Apparently a KID has beaten you...all the way from," she leaned forward again, "...Japan." She blinked. "How curious..."
Kowalski, much like Skipper did earlier, fell forward dramatically. "CURSE YOU KID!"
If you watched Magic Kaito or somethin', you'd get the reference. I did it for my pals, so…meh. XP I'm not even going to try an excuse for my long absence beyond that I lack the motivation, and I've lost most interest in writing for this fandom (I'm in a really strong TMNT stage right now). However, I hate having things unfinished so I am gonna try to complete all my current fics but after that, it may be the last you see of me unless I decide to make more.
I also apologize if this doesn't meet the standard expected of me.