The following day, Larry was up and already practicing the new sport. He practiced running, throwing, and tackling even though he probably wouldn't be able to knock anyone down. Roy woke up much later and went outside to meet him.

"Ready to go meet the team, twerp?" He asks, pushing Larry's helmet down, once again. He let it slide and nods while pushing it back up. "Alright! Let's go."

They make their way to the field where the team of Chargin' Chucks were already practicing. Roy called to them.

"YO GUYS COME OVER HERE!" The crowd came running and stopped in front of Roy with a streaking halt.

"So, you gonna tell us the solution, bro?" One asks.

"Yeah, man. The suspense has been killing us since yesterday!" Another one whines.

"Alright! Alright!" Roy roars, collectively shutting them up. "The solution to your problem is him!" He said stepping aside, revealing Larry. Larry waves. They were dead silent.

"Uh... He... Err..." One stammered. "He..."

"He looks like he's got great agility!" Another cut in quickly. They all collectively agreed. Roy let out a small sigh of relief. He swore they were upset or going to laugh at him or Larry.

"Lemme just talk to the guys for a sec, 'kay twerp?" Roy said motioning Larry to move away.

"Whatever." He replies walking far enough so that he wouldn't hear their conversation. Roy turns his attention back to the team.

"Ok, look. I know you guys might be a little disappointed that he's so... well..."

"Small! Roy, he's puny! Please tell me this is a joke. PLEASE!"

"It AIN'T a joke! This kid is tougher than he looks. I know he can pull his own weight on the team. Just give him a chance at least." Roy pleads. The Chargin' Chucks exchanged looks. Chance sighed.

"Well fine. We'll give him a shot. But if he messes up, it's all on you. Got it?" Chance puts out his hand.

"Got it." Roy slaps his hand into Chance's and they shake on it. He turns around and calls Larry.

"Yo! Twerp, come over here!" Larry runs over. "This is your team. You've gotta back them up and they'll do the same. Alright?" Larry nods. "You guys introduce yourselves to each other; I've got some things I need to take care of, alright?" They all reply alright and Roy goes off on his way. The team turns their attention towards the little Koopa that stood before them. They all pulled off their helmets and just continued staring. There was an awkward silence until Chance spoke up.

"So, uh, what's your name, kid?"

"Larry Koopa. Who are you guys?"

"We'll I'm Chance." Chance had a pale yellow tuft of hair on his head that swirled like an ice cream. His eyes were a little more round and his brow was not as pronounced as an average Chuck. It gave his a friendlier look. His sleeves and legs were a cerulean blue, and his shell was smooth and plain.

"Chester." His tuft of hair was a chestnut colour and was spiky. His eyes and brow were like a normal Chuck's. His sleeves and legs were navy blue and his shell was tiled like a Koopa's shell.

"I'm Chan." His hair was a purple to magenta gradient tuft. His brow was less pronounced and he had thinner slit eyes. His sleeves and legs were a periwinkle blue. His shell was smooth, but had a pale striped pattern going horizontally.

"The name's Chad." His hair was a magenta to purple gradient tuft. His brow was less pronounced and he had thinner slit eyes too. His sleeves and legs were a periwinkle blue. His shell was smooth, but had a pale striped pattern going vertically.

"And I'm Chet." His eyes were the usual slits of a Chargin' Chuck and his brow was much more pronounced than an average Chuck. His hair tuft was jet black and slicked back. His shell was tiled and had spikes. His legs and sleeves were a really dark navy blue. Another distinguishing thing was that he was frowning and crossing his arms the whole time.

"I'm Champ." His tuft of hair was a sky blue to yellow gradient and it spiked similar to a crown. His brow was normal, but his eyes were rounder. His sleeves and legs were a metallic blue. His shell was smooth and had pale polka dots.

"It's Chase." He had the average eyes and brow of a Chuck. He wore glasses with blue, rectangular frames. His tuft of hair was blue and curly. His sleeves and legs were a slightly de-saturated blue. His shell was tiled similar to that of a Hammer Bros'.

"Hi, I'm Chip." His eyes were round and his brow was less pronounced. His hair was a brown to white gradient. He had freckles all across his face and his arms. His sleeves and legs were the average blue. His shell was smooth and plain.

"I am known as Chuji." His eyes were thinner than average slits and he had the average brow. His hair was black and was styled in the usual Chuck way. His sleeves and legs were sky blue. His shell was smooth and plain.

"I'm... uh... Jeremy." He had all the usual Chuck features. Sky blue to yellow gradient hair, a normal sized brow and slit eyes. Blue sleeves and legs. He had a smooth and plain shell too.

"It's nice to meet you guys!" Larry said, while shaking each of their hands. His hand was tiny in comparison to theirs. "I can't wait to play!" He pauses. "When's the first game?"

"It's later today... So how about we practice a little?" Larry grins and excitedly nods. "Alright kid. Show us what you got." And with that they put on their helmets and went right into the game.

All the Chucks were in their positions, as was Larry. They were doing five on five, and one of the Chucks sat out. They waited until, Chance called out.

"HUT!" And he passed it backwards through his legs to Larry. Larry stepped a few feet backwards before calling to Chet.

"Chet! Go long!" Chet scoffed and kept going at an average pace. Larry tossed the ball and it spiralled far across the field. They were all quite shocked to see the distance the ball had travelled and Chet was now embarrassed that he hadn't gone for the ball. The other team had it and were proceeding to their side of the field. Chad had the ball and was making his way to the goal post. Luckily Chuji tackled him sending the ball a bit away from the goal. Chester picked up the ball and began running with it.

"Larry, go long!" He bellowed. Larry listened and ran. Once again, he surprised them. He was quick and caught the ball easily, almost flawlessly. He continued running, making his way to the opposing team's goal. Chip attempted to catch the little Koopa in a tackle, but Larry was faster and much more agile than he anticipated. He quickly swerved around Chip and made the touchdown. Larry cheered and jumped up and down. Then he called to his team.

"How'd I do?!" They were still awestruck. Chester finally responded.

"Not bad, li'l man. Not bad all." They all circled around him and began complimenting him, which of course he enjoyed. Most of their doubt in him then faded and they got a more positive outlook of their future games. It just took a bit of faith in the little guy.

The team made their way to the actual playing field, and there were already quite a few people in the stands. Larry looked around in awe, but still closely followed his teammates. The other team had also arrived recently. They were Sledge Bros. They were a big and buff as the Chargin' Chucks. Chance patted Larry's shoulder and Larry turned to look up to him.

"You aren't nervous, are you?" Larry shrugs. "Don't worry. These guys are big, but they don't play too well. It'll be an easy match, so no need to sweat it." He pats the little Koopa's back and they move into a huddle.

"Alright, what's the plan?" Chet asks Larry. They all turn their attention to him. He gulps.

"Ok here's the plan..." And he goes off into an explanation. When he finished they all nodded and went into their places. The Sledge Bros did the same. Larry and the Sledge Bros team leader met in the center with the referee for the coin toss. The Sledge Bro smirked.

"You should be afraid, li'l man. You'll get crushed out here." He chuckles. Larry grits his teeth, scowls, and replies.

"Bite me." His sharp blue eyes pierced through the Sledge Bro and a chill ran down his spine. The coin was flipped and Larry's team was doing the kickoff. Larry kicked the ball as hard as he could and it was sent flying. The game was off to a good start.

Meanwhile at the Koopalings' castle, Ludwig, the eldest of the Koopalings, was doing his usual rounds of checking on his siblings when he couldn't find Larry. He called for him but got no reply. Roy was heading out, but Ludwig spots him just in time.

"Roy, have you seen Larry?" He asked.

"Uh yeah. He should be at his game right now." Roy replies. 'A game?' Ludwig thought. 'He hasn't signed up for anything as far as I know. And I always know.'

"What game? Tennis?"

"No, football."

"Football?! When did he sign up for that?"

"I did it."

"And you didn't tell me?!"

"I was gonna later."

"Do you know how dangerous that sport is?! Is he at least playing with kids his age?"

"Uhhh..."

"I don't like that 'uhhh'. Take me to the game right now."

"But..."

"Now, Roy." Ludwig was basically up in his brother's face. Roy, now intimidated, nods and leads Ludwig out the door.

Within minutes, they arrived at the game and took their seats in the stands. Ludwig's arms were crossed and his eyebrows were furrowed the whole way there and Roy was a little miffed about how Ludwig had to tag along. Both were now focused on Larry in the game.

The game was almost done and Larry's team was in the lead. It was time to finish it. Chester threw the ball long and Chet caught it. He ran with it a bit before passing it to Larry. It was the final stretch. Larry was running and the Sledge Bros were coming at him. His teammates tackled them and he swerved around the falling Bros and Chucks. He was almost there. A Sledge Bro was coming at him. It'd be too high a jump to go over his head. So he did the opposite and slid through his feet. He scrambles back up onto his feet and sprints right into the touchdown. The bell finally tolls and his team had won the game.

His team quickly surrounded him and were cheering. Chance hoisted Larry up onto one of his shoulders. The other team left in shame, but the captain came over to the winning team. Larry patted Chance to put him down and he did so. He walked up to the Sledge Bro.

"Um look... I wanted to apologize for trying to intimidate you-" He stammers. Larry pulls off his helmet. The Bro is shocked. "-P-prince Larry?!" Larry grins. The Sledge Bro then proceeds to apologize profusely and bow a lot.

"Don't worry. It's fine." Larry cuts him off. "On the playing field we're equal, got it?" He nods. Larry puts up his fist for a fist bump and the Sledge Bro follows through. He apologizes once more, before returning to his team. Larry simply rolls his eyes and turns his attention to his two older brothers approaching. Ludwig was about to say something until Larry cut him off.

"Did you guys see me out there?! I was totally rockin' it! It was sooo much fun too! Will the rest of the gang come watch me too?" Ludwig didn't want to ruin his spirits so he just nodded in agreement with his younger sibling. Larry went raving on about the game and Ludwig turned to Roy.

"If something happens to him, you're gonna get hell, got it." He hissed through his teeth, while tightly gripping Roy's wrist.

"Yeah, yeah. I got it." Ludwig releases his grip and Roy rubs his wrist. Ludwig turns back to Larry.

"Alright, alright Larry. That's enough. Let's go back home now." Larry nods and the three start heading home. He waves bye to his team and they return the wave. Next game's sure to be even better.