The man lead the three to Grubba's office. He sat on a chair, behind the desk."So, You three wanna fight?" They nodded, Popple more reluctant. "Can y'alls tell me your names?"
He opened a drawer and fished out his roster. "Gotta put it on the roster, so you all can rise!" Starla and Mimi looked at each other. "Starla,Mimi, Popple." Mimi pointed to them. Grubba tapped his chin. "You guys need some poppi' show names!" Popple rose an eyebrow. "What you jabbing about? My name literally IS Popple!" He ignored the bean as he stood. "Mimi, what's your favorite bug?"

"Well, It's not a bug, but Spider."

"Spider Queen!" He laughed. Mimi nodded, feeling extremely confused about the man's antics.

He looked at Star and snapped. "Ginger Snaps."

She crossed her arms, as if wanting so say 'Geez, first time i've heard that.'

He looked at Popple, and thought. "Hm...You look like a …"Rookie."

He stamped his foot. "AW, COME ON." His unwilling of the name was ignored as Grubba wrote it down. "I'm down a secretary, so I gotta do it all. Management, Signing, all that stuff. But this bods still got it in it!" He laughed, as he walked past the three and opened the door. "Okay, walk and talk." They walked down the hall, behind the Clubba, even though they quickly outspeed him.

He opened a door and they walked in.

In the room, it gave a nice, coxy pink glow. It was the perfect feeling locker room. There was even two large Clefs.

"Where'd that kid go, BOMB? That big mouthed Yoshi?"

Popple picked up the conversation between a bom-omb and a koopa, as Grubba spoke. "This is the Major League Locker Room. The higher ranks stay here to reserve matches, eat their grub, and have a good ol' you guys are the bottom liners."

"I don't know, I heard rumors that he was kidnapped with the Old Champ."

Popple kept listening, as Grubba put his hand to the large pad on the wall. He removed it and held it. "You use this to reserve matches, you just turn it on." He clicked the button on the lower left. It flicked to life and showed two buttons. "If y'all forget, there's the button that lets you check your current rank, which is 26. and You click this one to reserve a match." He closed the tabs and put it back on the wall. "Simple as the Raspberry Pie on a warm sunny day!"

"Mush?"

"No, The Great Gonzales! Bomb!"

"Mario!?" He spoke up. All eyes were on him. "Eh..Mario..uh...Mari-o day to join the leagues? Heh. Heh?" Everyone shrugged and continued with their chat. "Management will come to pick you up, to fight the match, and then you'll go up a rank, that is, if ya can win."

Grubba lead them to a different room and gave no other instruction.

It was blue with cracked tiles. It gave off a feel of a factory, rather than a warm room, like the other. Mimi held her nose. "Ugh. This place stinks!" Starla felt the bed, and sat on it. "It'll have to do for now, we need to get enough money to use that blimp thing, and then...help..Perry." She wanted Fawful, she didn't know how much she loved..his company! until now. Everyone there was either a Koopa, Bomb-Omb, Cleft and Bandy Andy!

"Yo, Andy." Popple asked him to come over. He lead him away from the girls. "Unless my ears are screwy, I heard something 'bout kidnappin's or something. I don't want these two to be here if people 'er going missing!" Andy put a hand on his shoulder. "You, have nothing to worry about, All will be clear soon." He rose an eyebrow. "Well, uh, I want those two to be..well, safe."

Bandy Andy smirked. "So, The thief grew a heart?"

"I've always had one!...and how did you know I was a thief?" He hasn't brought up anything like that. "I have my resources."

Popple had very mixed emotions about this guy. Some pointed to that he was a creep-o, Some yelled at him to just drag the girls out and work at the juice bar, Some tried to reason that he was just THAT awesome, and some where all focusing on the fact that...he had resources? On himself?

"..I have resources?"

"Everyone does, and I set out to find all I can 'bout this place." Star was clicking on the pad. "So...Reserve Match."

Grubba's face appeared. "Hoo-wee! Eager to get started? Nice, I like a young one that has spunk! Challenge is: You can't attack." She jolted. WHAT. "What?"

"You heard me fine, child! Ginger, Spider and Rookie,get ready for...huh, that's odd, it just says.. HI, I''M MADZ."

They all nodded, and sat down until the large man came up to them. "Time to fight." They all took a deep breath and followed the man. Popple looked at the crowd, from above the under, as he walked upstairs. He dragged the blushing redhead up. "You WANTED to do this! So get up here!"

"F-fine!" She ran up, and planted herself next to Grubba. "Okay! Tonight, We have a few newbies rising up!" He gestured to the three. "Ginger Snaps, Spider Queen, and Rookie! The Wild Youth!"

"Who came up with that team name?" Popple whispered to Mimi. She shrugged. "Vs! MISCELLANEOUS MADZ!" Madz the Penguin flew up and planted herself on the ground.

(Dare- Madz the Penguin- Fight me! (Punishment for failing: Grubba gets Bean Fever.)

Grubba covered the mic and said to Star. "Remember, now. No, attack. Attack, and there's no rank in your future." She looked at the penguin, who waved to her. "Hi, Madz." She nodded. Grubba took a few steps backwards, and stated. "FIGHT!" Madz flew at Popple and Mimi, in which the latter pulled out some rupees and shot them at the penguin. She dodged them, but wasn't ready for Popple chucking a discarded rupee at her.

She hit the ground, as Star appeased the crowd and her team mates. "Woo! Go Guys!" Madz shook her head, and charged at the red-head. She yelped, and dodged, and caught her own hand, which was about to hit the penguin. Popple rammed into her, and tackled her to the ground. "Ha!" Grubba counted to three, and she didn't get up. "WE HAVE OUR WINNERS! The Wild Youth!" Popple chuckled and waved to the crowd, who a few cried his name...well they were yelling. "ROOKIE!" but Beggars can't be choosers!

Back at the Minor League Locker Room, Grubba handed them 1 coin each. "Here the pay for today's match." Popple nearly gapped. "ONE COIN?" He was in disbelief. That was like..1 needed more than that. Grubba rose his hand. "It'll rise, no frets!" He left,without another word. Starla closed her hand and looked at..Perry. He was looking around, still confused. She walked over and sat next to him. "Hi..Perry, was it?" He nodded. "At least I am having thinking."

"...Have you..really never met me?"

"I'd think I'd have remembrance…" She held her arm. "Well, I'm sorry then, You just really remind me of a friend. I don't know where he is. His name's, well, Fawful. He's a bean, just like you. He's friendly, compassionate,flawed flawlessly….I'm blabbering, I'm gonna go.." She stood up and walked away. Perry felt the white fabric of his sleeve, and something flicked in the back of his mind, not reaching him fully.

Would you look at that? You prefer Mustard over milk? You awful thing...I love it.

Perry flinched, and looked around. Nothing..Nothing..And he will never try Podley's slushies again.

Arc 1- Part 2! Love like you!

Party- Popple- Mimi- Starla

(Hey y'all. I'm gonna make a poll, for who y'all wanna see after this arc. So, I'll put that there real soon, for planning purposes!)