Author's Note:
Mother's Day is coming soon, which means it's time for the first ever Mother's Day special! (Chapter 73, contrary to any popular belief, wasn't a Mother's Day special by any stretch of the imagination. Just saying.) In this chapter, I'll be planting some seeds for the special - it's not much, but it's better than nothing. On to the guest reviews:
"Can you add the trainer protagonists from Pokemon Gold, Silver and Crystal, Ruby and Sapphire, Fire Red and Leaf Green, Diamond and Pearl, Black and White, X and Y, and Sun and Moon? Will the Xenosaga cast show up soon? Is Sonic wearing his regular shoes or his soap shoes from Sonic Adventure 2? Will we see more of Cranky breaking the fourth wall? And finally, will we Mighty the Armadillo and Ray the Flying Squirrel show up in future chapters?"
Definitely. Not so sure. He's definitely wearing his regular shoes. There will be more fourth wall breaking done by Cranky. And Mighty and Ray - the two most criminally underrated SEGA characters - will both appear in a future chapter. Here's one more anonymous review:
"This pile of crap doesn't even add up. Do the world a favour and stop this, this story is already beyond what can be considered "way too long"."
...well then. This is a kind of review you don't see that often. Is this story beyond what can be considered "way too long?" It does have 124 chapters, so there's that. But then again, The Subspace Emissary's World Conquest is at a whopping 220, so if this story is deemed "way too long", then I shudder to know what World's Conquest should be considered. But let me assure you, this story will not go on forever - I'd rather end the story while the iron's hot, before the dip in quality intensifies, than phone it in till the end and hope for the best. I think that's a mentality most writers should have.
Episode 124: Assembly
It was now the month of May, and that only meant one thing...no, it doesn't mean May flowers are gonna bloom. Well, they're going to bloom anyways regardless, but that wasn't the most important thing right now.
What was the most important thing was that Princess Peach was about to give birth soon.
The princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, who has been pregnant since episode 87 (or somewhere around that timeframe), was dying in anticipation of being a first-time parent, much like her husband Mario. And like Mario, the princess also wished to hold a baby shower, to celebrate the momentous occasion...but unfortunately, Master Hand wouldn't allow it.
Wanting to make her wife's wishes come true, Mario came to Master Hand begging the giant hand to change his mind. Master Hand really wasn't the one to change his mind for anything, so Mario had an extremely hard task ahead of him.
"Please, Master Hand, we hardly done-a anything special for Princess-a Peach during her entire pregnancy," Mario pleaded to the giant hand, who was busy playing around with a gigantic abacus. Not like he was using it for conducting calculations - he just loved playing with it. Something about the beads going across the rods was somewhat entertaining to Master Hand. "A baby shower would-a be..."
"We never did anything special for Daisy when she was pregnant, yet you didn't hear your brother Luigi moan and complain," retorted Master Hand, giggling excitedly as he moved the colored beams around. "You just love hearing your own self talk, do you? I know I do more than anyone else, so quit copying me and go replicate someone else's style."
"Thanks-a to you, Peach and I never got the chance-a to reveal the gender of our-a baby!" The fact that Mario and Peach both possessed knowledge of their baby's gender was most unsettling to Master Hand. "We could have-a revealed the gender to everyone-a in the mansion. Yet you vetoed our chances-a every time!"
"It's all for the greater good, Mario - nobody wants to know what gender their child is before they're born, it ruins the element of surprise. That's like finding out who won America Idol before the results are even announced. You're ruining the excitement for everyone, at the hands of your own pride and conceit! For that reason, that's why I forbid you and Peach from having a baby shower, in the event the gender of your baby is revealed."
"Fine then, Master Hand, since-a you won't let us have our baby shower before-a our child's birth...then we'll have-a one AFTER our kid is born! It'll be, the 'after baby shower'! First of its-a kind! We'll have it at-a the hospital!"
"Wow, I don't know what's lamer...the name of that party, or the context of the party. And you can't have your crappy party at the hospital, by the way, since I'll tell the hospital staff there to cancel any parties happening. I know pretty much every hospital staff in Seattle, so it'll be a lose-lose situation no matter what you do."
Master Hand: How did I manage to get on the good side of every hospital in the city? One thing, and one thing only - respect. And another one thing - fear. Every hospital staffer respects me out of fear, and fears me out of respect. It's a mutual relationship that so many wish they could have.
"Okay, if not the hospital...then the place-a where Peach and I got married, Safeco Field!" exclaimed Mario, vowing to have his 'after baby shower' at the Seattle Mariners home stadium. Given the size of the venue, it would be the biggest birth-related party ever!
"Pretty sure the Mariners will be playing a game around the time you have your party, so that would be a no-go," Master Hand offered his two cents, still playing with his abacus. Whoever purchased that thing should be questioned. Knowing Kirby, he might be the culprit. "Give it up already Mario, I hate seeing you this desperate...yet I love it at the same time. Makes you look so vulnerable!"
"Master Hand, may I come in?" someone asked from behind Master Hand's bedroom door. After receiving no response, this someone would enter the room - it was Geno, and the Star Warrior was miffed to see Master Hand play with his abacus. The mighty creator of the Smash universe was acting like a little child, and for Geno, it was quite the sight to see. "...I take it that you're busy, Master Hand?"
"I'm not that busy, Geno - I just needed something to perfectly waste my time with," replied Master Hand, who would kill for Crazy Hand to stop by and play with the abacus. That loon would go full bonkers. "I'm all ears - say what you need to say."
"Well I just wanted to stop by and deliver a message from Rosalina...so you know that Mother's Day is in about a week, right?" You'd think the creator of the Smash Universe would know when Mother's Day was. Geno felt stupid asking that question. "Rosalina has plans to have a Mother's Day banquet, and invite all the mothers that we know to the mansion for said banquet. How does that sound?"
"That sounds EXCELLENT!" Master Hand finally broke away from his abacus, as he turned to face Geno with delight smothered over his fingers. "A Mother's Day banquet would be an awesome way to bring some new visitors to the mansion. Then, I can get a real good look at all the..."
"Also, one more thing - Rosalina wants to have a meeting in the meeting room to discuss the banquet," interjected Geno, rudely cutting off Master Hand. The Star Warrior should know that he was playing with fire - a raging hot one, at that. "Some input from the others would be nice, she said."
"Then we shall have this meeting, pronto! ASAP! As soon as possible! Though Rosalina better not take suggestions from everyone present - a weirdo like King K. Rool would suggest something like having all the moms dressed in scantily-clad clothing. As much as I would love to see that, we should hold all mothers to a high moral standard."
"Oh so you're fine-a with having some boring meeting, yet when I want-a to have a baby shower, suddenly there's-a problems," frowned Mario, fully disgusted by Master Hand's choice. The plumber felt the baby shower would be a far more engaging activity - and you can't blame him.
"Did you just the call the meeting that has yet to start 'boring'? Are you saying that you don't care about mothers, in general? Do you seriously think that your baby is more superior than every mother in existence?! What would your own mother, Pauline, think of you?!"
"I'm not so sure-a Pauline is my mother...granted we are pretty tight-a with one another, but her being my-a mother, that's probably a stretch. I don't think she's-a my mom."
"Good...because honestly, I don't think she deserves to be the mother of some loser like you. Her loss is her gain. And for the last time, we're NOT doing the baby shower."
Mario was very much offended when Master Hand made his remark. The plumber has always known Master Hand to make shots below the belt, but this time, the giant hand went too low. And it left Mario in a bad mood, as he frowned at Master Hand and stormed out of the room, nearly pushing Geno to the side. So much for that baby shower.
"...I should go now, I think that Starlow chick just asked me out on a date," Geno said to Master Hand as he too left, before the awkwardness in the premises reached a volcanic melting point. Once Mario and Geno left, Master Hand quietly resumed playing with the abacus, like nothing transpired.
Tsubasa: Itsuki has been acting different this week - every time I try and talk to him, he would either smile and ignore me, or get up and walk away. It's almost as if he no longer welcomes my company anymore...with no other choice, I was left with asking the so-called "romance guru" Wolf about Itsuki's behavior, and Wolf presented with me two theories for the change in Itsuki - he's testing the strength of our relationship, or he's interested in other women. *sighs* I can't for the life of me think of any chick Itsuki has his eyes on, so I can only assume that he's just playing mind games with me. I just have to win at those games, that's all...
Fox, Falco, and Itsuki were in the printing room, printing up the latest bank statement for Star Records - one that hopefully didn't come with any propane purchases. Once the bank statement was printed, Fox took it out from the printer machine and took a good look at it, ensuring everything was correct.
"How did I not notice this before..." the pilot furrowed his brow, noticing one item on the bank statement that caught his eye. "WHO ON EARTH SPENT OUR MONEY TO PURCHASE MAGAZINES FROM VICTORIA'S SECRET?!" Fox shouted this loud enough for a person down the hallway to hear.
"Yeah who could have done that, bruh that is like, so childish," responded Falco, leading Fox to stare at the avian pilot with suspicious eyes. "Dude why are you looking at me, I haven't spent a company dime on any magazines! Might've used the money to buy some gummy worms, my guilty pleasure...but still, why would I buy some Victoria's Secret crap for?!"
"I dunno, maybe your gal Katt is into that Victoria's Secret stuff, and like any other soft boyfriend, you gave in to your girlfriend's commands and bought her what she wanted." Falco didn't think of himself as a soft boyfriend - he was more of the suave type - and that made the pilot angrier.
"For your information bro, Katt is into Abercrombie and Fitch, which is in my opinion, far more superior than Victoria's Secret will ever be. And no, I'm not just saying that because I'm Katt's girlfriend. I have my own opinions too, you know."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, they're both the same thing...biggest difference is that Victoria's Secret appeals to girls who desire to feel hot and sexy, and Abercrombie and Fitch appeals to girls who have zero taste for fashion. Your girlfriend seriously needs to pick up the slack, Falco."
"Wanna say that again, to my face?!" Falco challenged his best friend, getting all up in Fox's grill. Falco sure knew how to turn up when the time called for it.
"Alright you two, take it easy there, that's enough," said Itsuki, being the peacemaker, as he separated Fox and Falco before the two could come to blows. "You're seriously not going to let this bickering over some silly magazine tear you apart, are you? I mean, this isn't that one time where Jakob purchased those propane tanks, without our foreknowledge."
"...and you lowkey allowed it to happen," stated Fox, stumping Itsuki. The pilot was right - Itsuki did leave that credit card lying on the Star Records desk, ripe for the taking. You know Big Top wouldn't have talked Jakob out of stealing the card, so he should share the blame. "But what's in the past deserves to be in the past, and we should keep looking forward. Let's never talk again of this Victoria's Secret thing again, agreed?"
"Agreed," Falco and Itsuki said simultaneously with a nod. The Star Records trio would leave the printing room, with the bank statement in tow, and as they walked down the hallway, Tsubasa spotted Itsuki from behind, holding a book in her arms and watching her boyfriend closely...
Itsuki: I decline to speak anything concerning Tsubasa and I. My private life is none of your concern, as is anyone else's. So how about you ask better questions next time, and maybe I'll give you what you want?
Yuffie eating up food was an issue Luigi and Daisy have pretty much dealt with ever since the perky ninja stayed with the married couple. Whether it was lunch meat, leftovers from dinner, or even food past the expiration date, Yuffie was bound to eat it.
To curb this ongoing problem, Luigi purchased a lock for the refrigerator, meaning that the fridge could only be opened via code - a code only Luigi and Daisy knew. This digital lock was installed two days ago, and Yuffie was determined to unlock it, one way or another.
"Just a measly number pad, eh?" said the ninja, as she and Greninja were closely inspecting the lock. Sheik was also supposed to be here, to use her needles to pick the lock open, but the Hylian ninja was MIA. "Figured Luigi and Daisy would've gotten themselves something more complex. But a passcode consisting of numbers would be easier to remember, I suppose."
"Hey guys, sorry I was late," apologized Sheik, as she entered Luigi's home with her needles in her possession. "Wii Fit Trainer wanted to use my needles for Doc Louis' acupuncture therapy, and I had to talk her out of it. Doc wasn't so happy about it, so he yelled in my face for no reason. Got his saliva all over my bandages...so, what are we trying to do again?"
"Unlock this lock on the fridge so I can access the fridge again," explained Yuffie, as Sheik headed over to the fridge. "I fear that the lock might be water-proof, so Greninja's water-type moves would have zero effect. Which is why your needles, Sheik, would come in handy..."
"Oh joy, I can't wait-a for my exciting aerobic exercises!" Luigi's voice sounded from upstairs, meaning the plumber was ready to head down to his living room. "With Daisy over at Mario's place, I won't have to hear-a her mouth about how I'm doing the aerobic moves-a wrong...what does-a she mean, I can't hump-a the yoga ball? Insanity..."
"Luigi's coming downstairs - everyone play dead!" ordered Yuffie, as she, Sheik, and Greninja all laid on the floor like they were, playing dead like they were movie extras. Once Luigi arrived downstairs - decked out in his green aerobic workout clothes - and entered the kitchen, he saw the ninja pals faking their deaths.
"Ahaha...told Daisy that my work-a out gear was drop dead-a gorgeous," smirked Luigi, obviously thinking very highly of his workout gear - which wasn't much to think of, honestly. Looked like something any other person would wear. "Time to get started..."
With Charles up in his high chair, playing with his food, Luigi entered the living room and turned on the TV, before inserting his workout tape into the VCR. (Yes, Luigi still had one, for whatever reason.) Just when Luigi was about to start, the doorbell rang, and the plumber went to go see who it was...it was Cloud Strife.
"Good afternoon, Luigi - hope I didn't interrupt your workout," greeted Cloud, who didn't faint at how drop dead gorgeous Luigi's workout gear was. Not that it would be in the swordsman's nature to do such a thing.
"No worries Mr. Strife, I was just-a getting started," replied Luigi, stretching his arms and legs so that he was fully ready for his aerobic exercises. "With-a Daisy over at Mario's place, I thought that now-a would be a good time for some-a aerobic training. That way, I won't hear-a her complaining."
"If I were you, I'd just tune Daisy out - tell her to deal with it. She's your wife, so she's gotta put up with the things you do." Cloud looked over Luigi, and saw the ninja pals lying on the kitchen floor. "What on earth are Yuffie and her friends doing...?"
"Hiya Cloud!" Yuffie lifted her head up, just so she could wave to Cloud, before going back to playing dead. Cloud just idly waved, though he was still quite confused.
"Yuffie and her friends-a fainted because of how great-a I look in my workout gear," explained Luigi, taking a great sense of pride in what he had done - or at least what he thought he had done. "Though you didn't faint...so I can only assume-a that Greninja is indeed a girl..."
Greninja: *shakes his head profusely*
Yuffie: Thanks to Cloud, our mission to regain access to Luigi's fridge...was a failure. Nice try Cloud, but better luck next time...provided we'll let you have a next time.
Sheik: You're not...planning on killing Cloud, are you? Over some fridge?
Yuffie: We could kill him with kindness...or happiness. I don't think Cloud has either one of those.
"Yeah, I'm sure there's another reason why they're on the floor like that..." remarked Cloud, before finally getting to business. "Anyways, I just wanted to know if you have Professor E. Gadd's contact information. Like his cellphone number and stuff. He does have a phone, right?"
"E. Gadd only uses land-a line phone, but I'll give-a you his number," replied Luigi, as he fetched a yellow sticky notepad from one of the living room tables and a black ink pen. "What do you need-a his number for?"
"Oh, nothing, just wanted to know what the old man is up to. Haven't talked to him since Mario's wedding." As Cloud provided his reasoning, Luigi furrowed his brow. The plumber knew what Cloud wanted to speak with E. Gadd about was something far more serious than just wanting "to know what the old man is up to". Cloud couldn't possibly be considering befriending E. Gadd.
"Okay, gotcha...here's E. Gadd's-a number." Luigi took the sticky note off the notepad, and handed it to Cloud, who looked at the phone number inscribed curiously. "Is some-a thing the matter?"
"Why are the first three digits all fives? I don't need some fake number, I just need E. Gadd's number. It's not like I'm plotting to prank call the man."
"Yes, you're-a right, my bad." Luigi sheepishly took the sticky note from Cloud, and scratched out the original phone number before writing the correct one. "Here is E. Gadd's-a REAL phone number. Anything else-a you need, Cloud?"
"No I'm good, that's all I needed. Thanks Luigi." Luigi nodded his head as Cloud closed the front door and left...though Luigi desired to know the real reason why Cloud wanted to contact E. Gadd in the first place.
Over at Mario's place, Peach and Daisy were enjoying a wonderful conversation in the living room, talking about usual girl things...and pregnancy.
"My stomach has been killing me a lot lately - must be a sign that the baby is coming soon," Peach discussed with Daisy, who was sipping from a cup of tea. Peach would sip tea as well, but she didn't want to take any chances. "And my back has been killing me too...is there by any chance that you have painkillers?"
"Personally, I wouldn't take any painkillers if I were you, those could be a big risk," advised Daisy, laying some vital knowledge on her best friend. "You can take the pain for a few more weeks, right? It's just the first week of May!"
"You're right, you're right...the doctor says the baby should be delivered around the end of May, so I can wait that long. It's not like the pain is insurmountable or anything - it comes every now and then. I'll endure it for just a bit more!"
Bowser: Peach is gonna go into labor at any minute, which means that when the time comes, I'll be ready...with my tools! *pulls out dissection tools* I have been self-trained for "emergency pregnancy measures", so that if a pregnant lady can't make it to the hospital in time, I'll be there to cut the baby out! As for the other stuff that comes after the baby is out...I dunno. I'll leave it up to the mom and dad, let them decide.
"That's the spirit Peach - don't let the pain bring you down!" exclaimed Daisy, before her eyes darted towards Mario. The plumber was seated in his sofa, with a frown on his face - no doubt thinking about what Master Hand said to him earlier. "Still a bum on the log, aren't you? You're still not thinking about what Master Hand said, are you?"
"No I'm just...thinking, about-a the future," replied Mario, with a simple shrug. It was hard to tell what the plumber was looking at - was he looking down at the floor, or staring into space? Was he looking mightily into the soul of some invisible person? An imaginary friend?
"He's been saying that same excuse every time we ask him what's wrong..." Peach whispered to Daisy, who nodded her head as the two princesses looked curiously at Mario. The plumber slowly got up to his feet, and stretched out his arms, before heading up to his room.
"I'll be right-a back...just have some-a things...to ponder over," was Mario's response, as he made his way up the stairs like everything was dandy and fine. Even though Peach and Daisy clearly knew that it was the other way around.
Mario was up in his room, lying on his bed as he looked up at the ceiling. With him was his talking hat buddy, Cappy, who was keeping the mustached plumber company. Because that's what real buddies do.
"Master Hand was unexpectedly savage, calling you out like that," Cappy said to Mario, who didn't care what Master Hand had to say about him. When was Master Hand never savage? "You should have retaliated, show him what you're made of...but nope, you just threw a fit and walked away, admitting defeat. You can't just let Master Hand roast you like that!"
"The nerve-a of Master Hand, to turn down-a my proposal to have a baby shower, for Peach..." seethed Mario, refusing to let go what was already decided. "But sure, let's have some unnecessary meeting about-at 'Mother's Day', that would-a be SOOOOO exciting..."
"Maybe Master Hand took your offer wrong, maybe he thought you wanted to have the baby shower at the mansion. You should have told him that the baby shower would take place at your home, or somewhere in Seattle! He would have obliged then!"
"True, but Master Hand would-a come over to my place, scold-a me, and cancel the baby shower altogether. Then he'll make-a up some crappy excuse for why the baby shower should-a be cancelled, like 'you were making too much noise', or 'you should have invited me', or even, 'why have a baby shower when nobody's even bathing themselves'...the list goes-a on and on."
Mario was about to continue speaking, until he and Cappy heard some noises from outside. Sounded almost like someone was scaling up Mario's home! Mario hopped off his bed, and opened the window...and shortly afterwards, Link showed up, scaring Mario and sending him to the floor as he took a breather.
"Next time, Mario...you should look into getting some bricks for the exterior of your home," remarked Link, as he was taking his breather. Mario got up off the floor, still looking like he had seen a ghost. "The fiber cement just isn't gonna cut it..."
Link: Climbed up Mario's house, on two occasions - the first time was to test my climbing skills, and the second time was because Lucas' stupid dog Boney kept chasing me. It could have been because he likes the color green - if so, then he has made the right choice. Lucas, I mean. But regardless, I've managed to climb Mario's house, which means Luigi's house is next...
"Link, don't scare me like-a that, you nearly gave-a Cappy and I a heart attack!" scolded Mario, but little did he know that Cappy wasn't scared one bit, not even a smidge. The little fella remained remotely chill. "I thought someone was-a coming to kill me!"
"Oh please, Mario, nobody would want to kill you, you're too precious..." responded Link, as Mario felt uneasy for some reason. Perhaps it was Link's choice of words. "...that might've sounded weird, but you know what I mean, right?"
"I suppose-a so...it wouldn't have hurt if you entered-a my home like any normal person-a would. Peach and Daisy were-a in the living room - either one of those-a ladies would've let-a you in."
"I heard Peach and Daisy talking from outside, so I didn't want to bother him in any way. Also, from what I've heard from them, Peach's water kinda broke, so there's that. Didn't want to be a huge distraction."
"Well you couldn't possibly be any worse-a than..." Mario suddenly stopped, upon realizing the words that had exited Link's mouth. "...you said-a that Peach's water broke?!"
A now frantic Mario ran down the stairs, with Cappy and Link following after him, and dashed to the living room. There he would find Peach and Daisy, still present, acting like nothing was going on...although there were towels lying on the hardwood floor.
"Done moping already?" Peach asked Mario, who was flabbergasted, bewildered, and all sorts of confused. "About time! And I see you've brought Link along with you. He must've turned that frown of yours upside down!"
"I-I thought your water broke, Princess-a Peach..." stammered Mario, hoping Link wasn't feeding him false information. He was totally going to pummel Link if he did. "...or was it a false-a alarm?"
"Peach's water didn't break, you silly goose...Peach just spilled water unto the floor, with her clumsy self," explained Daisy, directing Mario's attention to a water bottle lying on the living room floor. "She had unscrewed the top of that water bottle, and somehow slipped on the floor and spilled her water in the process. Which is why we have these towels, to soak up all the water. But we did talk about the possibility of Peach's water breaking, whenever that would happen."
"I see, I see...uh, in that-a case, don't mention this talk-a about breaking water again. Might make-a me paranoid...or worse. Now if you excuse-a me, Link and I have some-a things to discuss...typical guy things you ladies wouldn't know."
"Yeah, the three of us, we're gonna talk about manly things, SUPER manly things, like facial hair, and leather jackets, and American football...and even grilled steaks!" added Cappy, before receiving questionable stares. Mario and Link included. "I kinda overdid it, didn't I? I'm so sorry..."
Mario and Link would meet outside at the picnic table near the mansion. Link came to Mario because the Hylian wanted to show his pal some pictures, which wasn't that manly. However, the nature of the pictures seemed to suggest that something was perhaps brewing over the horizon...
"Shulk snapped these pictures and showed me to them...thought you'd want a peek," said Link, as he showed Mario the pictures in his hand. The pictures all revealed a flying ship, flying in the sky, with four rabbit figures huddled together. One was short, one was tall, one was fat, and the other looked like a girl. "I've been hearing all sorts of murmurings that these four crooks were seen flying above the mansion, just...looking. Some say they play this tune from their ship, everywhere they go...kinda like what Bowser does."
Shulk: Saw that flying ship with my own two eyes...saw those rabbit freaks too, and they were all acting funny. The short rabbit was twirling his cap around, the girl rabbit kept laughing like a maniac, the fat rabbit wouldn't stop belching, and the tall rabbit...was doing this funky dance. It was something like this... *moves arms about* ...it was definitely something like this...oh yeah, this feels tight! Not a bad dance move at all! I might call it...the Shulk!
"They do have-a some mean looking eyes, that's for sure..." remarked Mario, analyzing the pictures as he stroked his chin. "I do have some-a doubts that these rabbits aren't even rabbits-a to begin with. What do you think, Cappy?" The talking hat in question was looking at the pictures, all googly-eyed, acting like he was looking at a pot of gold. "...Cappy?"
"I...I know those rabbits, I know them from somewhere!" exclaimed Cappy, snatching the pictures away from Link and looking at them intensely. "Yes, I know each and every one of them! They're called the Broodals! Let's see...that's Topper, and that's Harriet, and that's Spewart, and that right there is Rango..."
"You know those rabbits from some-a where? Are they your friends-a or something?" Cappy was deeply offended when Mario said this, and the plumber knew right away. "...or are they your-a enemies?"
"Guys I don't mean to be the bearer of bad news, but...I don't think Spewart is a real name," stated Link; one could make a strong argument that Topper wasn't a real name either. Unless we're talking about birth names. "Does his name implies that he spews stuff?"
"Yes, yes he does - Spewart has the ability to spew poison at his foes with reckless abandon!" said Cappy, speaking in a manner that suggested Spewart was the most feared rabbit in existence. "Then there's Harriet - she can throw bombs with heir hair, not to mention that laugh...I don't want to speak of it!"
"Relax Cappy - it's clear that speaking about-a these Broodals is making you awfully tense," soothed Mario, though Cappy still had a pretty crazed look in his eyes. "Let's try and analyze-a the situation at hand, before we go..."
"...and then there's Rango, with his lanky body and weird body movements - that guy has spikes in his hat! Spikes in his hat! Thankfully Topper isn't as bad as the others, but he sure knows how to think of a master plan!"
"Okay, okay, we get it..." said Link, as the paranoia inside of Cappy was building up inside of him. "Topper's a master planner, Harriet can laugh evilly and throw bombs, Spewart literally spews poison, and Rango wears a dangerous hat. Now can you please stop..."
"...but you also have the leader of the Broodals, the giant rabbit by the name of Madame Broode! Her face may be intimidating, and oftentimes hard to look at, but it's her golden Chain-Champ that strikes the most fear! I wouldn't want to be trapped with that thing inside a cage, not in my wildest dreams...or nightmares..."
"GET OVER IT!" Mario and Link both yelled at Cappy in unison, evidently having just about enough of the talking hat running his mouth about the Broodals. Cappy stopped in an instant, and returned to his normal self.
"Sorry about that, you two, speaking about the Broodals sometimes gets me all rattled up...I kinda have a history with them, and there's a lot of bad memories that come with said history. My apologies for running my mouth..."
"Mario, Link, Cappy...it's time for the Mother's Day meeting to start," Geno popped out of nowhere, to inform Mario and company. The Star Warrior must enjoy doing that. "Master Hand wants you in the meeting room, fair and square - regardless of what excuse you have."
Rosalina: Think I'm ready to have my Mother's Day meeting...it will be the first meeting I'll ever lead, and I hope that I can get some feedback for the party. That Thanksgiving feast was an utter trainwreck, but hopefully I can redeem myself very soon...
"Inform Master Hand and-a Rosalina that I must be with-a Peach, and there-a fore I cannot attend the meeting," Mario said to Geno, being stern in his response so that Geno would deliver the message effectively. "Her water could-a break at any given minute!"
"I'm afraid I can't attend the meeting either - my doctor said that I cannot be within sitting distance of chocolate addicts," explained Link, although his excuse was far less legit than Mario's. "So if I have to sit next to Doc Louis ONE MORE TIME, then I'm gonna..."
"Just so you know, Master Hand will veritably hunt down anyone who doesn't show up to the meeting, so no matter where you're hiding, he will find you..." stated Geno, stressing just how important this was. "But you can go ahead and not attend...it'll make the engravings on your tombstone all the more worthwhile." Mario and Link and looked at one another nervously, considering their options. "Daisy and Peach will be forced to attend the meeting too, so go and show them some support, will ya?"
All the residents gathered in the meeting with, with Master Hand, Rosalina, and Isabelle standing at the very front. Master Hand was especially keeping a close eye on those entering the room, making record of each individual so he would know which residents he would kill...residents who didn't show up.
"Just so you know, Master Hand, we've never had a Mother's Day thing at this mansion, so this whole Mother's Day festivities could be a disaster waiting to happen," Isabelle whispered to Master Hand, looking to see if Rosalina was listening. "Our first Christmas party was a disaster, our first Thanksgiving dinner was a disaster, our first St. Patrick's celebration was a disaster..."
"...and this Mother's Day thing will buck the trend," declared Master Hand, confident that Rosalina would get things done right. "Besides, those festivities you described pertained to holidays, and Mother's Day isn't a holiday, in my book. Holidays are days meant to be celebrated by everyone from around the world. Mother's Day isn't a holiday because the general masses don't celebrate it - there are some people out there who hate their mother!"
"You do make a great point, but with the folks we have at our disposal, we are bound for disaster. There will be so many mothers in one mansion, and it's imperative that we make a good impression on said mothers. This mansion has a whole DOES have a reputation..."
"Pfft, what reputation? Reputations are overrated anyway, people hinge unto them too much. They're constantly using their reputation as a guideline of how to live their lives. It's the same reason why can never have fun! Me, I know how to have fun, trust me - and if I ever met a loser that cared more about their 'reputation' than fun, then I'll take their heart out of their chest, turn it inside out, and stick said heart up there..." Master Hand was about to continue, before someone cleared their throat to gain the giant hand's attention. Master Hand turned around, directing his attention to Rosalina.
"I just wanted to thank you again, for allowing me to have this Mother's Day meeting," Rosalina thanked Master Hand, as the meeting room soon reached full capacity. That meant the meeting should begin soon. "Really means a lot to me. Being the mother of so many Lumas, I've always dreamed of doing something for all mothers, young and old..."
"Say no more, Rosalina, I know exactly where you're coming from. Clearly this Mother's Day thing means a lot to you."
Master Hand: *laughing* She seriously said that the meeting meant a lot to her...IT'S JUST A FREAKING MEETING! The actual party (is it a party?) would give Rosalina a heart attack.
The meeting room started to reach full capacity, and Master Hand felt like now was a perfect time to conduct a roll call. He had Isabelle prepare a list of names, with the clipboard and ink pen in the shih tzu's hands.
"Alright everyone, listen up for your name, and if you hear your name called, say 'here' or 'present' so you can save yourself from imminent punishment or even death," Master Hand said to the large group, as everyone was chatting up a storm. "Let's see...Ness? Here...Diddy Kong? Here...King Dedede? Present...Asuka? Also present...Yoshi? Present as well...Yoshi, why do you have to bring your dead girlfriend to the meeting?"
"Because Birdo just wants to participate, that's all," replied Yoshi, his arm wrapped around Birdo who was still in a coma-induced state. "Oh and for the record, Birdo isn't dead...she's still in a coma."
"Yet she has yet to awake from her 'coma', not to mention that she smells like expired garlic. And just the way she's sitting in her chair almost gives away the idea that she's presumably dead. What do you have to say about that, Yoshi?"
"Birdo smells like that because I have to keep her in the basement - that way, when she does wake up from her coma, I can successfully lock her inside the basement so she won't ever bother me again. I might even treat her as a prisoner...give her a taste of her own medicine! Yeah, that's what I'll do..."
"You got some serious problems, man. All that matchmaking and fanfiction writing you did must've done long-term damage to your head. It's no wonder you've been acting like a crazy loon. Continuing on with the roll call..."
Master Hand resumed the roll call, not stopping until he called out every name present in the meeting room. However, there were two names Master Hand called out and did not receive a response to...and those names were Mario and Link.
"CONFOUND IT, MARIO AND LINK HAVE YET TO SHOW UP!" growled Master Hand, making the chatter in the meeting room come to an end. "Ah, figures...knew they would boycott the meeting, one way or another. I'm terribly sorry, Princess Peach, but if your husband doesn't come soon, then that child of yours is gonna be wondering what happened to their dad...they'll be a fatherless fiend, toiling in the spoils of their..."
"We're-a here!" announced Mario, as he and Link showed up at the meeting room. The two took their seats next to Peach and Zelda, respectively waiting for the meeting to begin.
"Dang it Mario and Link, I was this close to finally killing you for good...ah well, I'll get my chance another time. Now, everyone give a warm welcome for the awesome woman who'll be planning our Mother's Day fling...Rosalina!" Rosalina stood up to the front of the meeting room, as only a few select people applauded the mother of Lumas.
Mario: Peach and I won't-a be staying at this-a meeting for long...we both know a great-a way to make our escape. We'll both make-a like an atom and split...no wait, scratch-a that, that would be dangerous. We'll both make-a like a fart and blow this...scratch-a that too, it sounds both disgusting and inappropriate at the same-a time. We'll both make-a like a fetus and head-a out...yeah, I'm just gonna stop right there.
"Thank you everyone for coming, although I know Master Hand deliberately forced everyone to attend this meeting," thanked Rosalina, sensing that a majority of people were bored already. Rosalina needed a spark to liven up the meeting, but she had no spark whatsoever. "So for next weekend, I was thinking about doing something for Mother's Day - for three days, from Friday to Sunday, we bring our mothers to the mansion, and do a bunch of fun and engaging activities with them. Which is why I called for this meeting, to generate some great ideas about this thing I'm planning. Before I continue...any questions?" Sonic quickly raised his hand in the air. "Yes, Sonic?"
"I don't wanna sound technical, but technically Sunday isn't a part of the weekend, it's the first day of the week," stated Sonic, as Rosalina nodded her head in understanding. The mother of Lumas had to be respectful towards everyone during this meeting, no matter what weird or strange ideas came her way. "If anything, the Mother's Day fling should start on a Thursday, since people apparently like Thursdays now. Don't know why. To me, Thursday is like a Monday that takes place before the weekend."
"That's a great point, Sonic...but Mother's Day has always fallen on a Sunday, so there's always that. By no means would I leave Mother's Day out of the equation. Thank you for giving us your two cents, Sonic."
"One more thing before I sit back down...the mothers are going to stay at the mansion for at least three days, correct? Does that mean some of the moms are gonna have to sleep with us?! I'd hate to share the same room with Red's mom, that woman is a skank!"
"What did you say about my mom?!" questioned Red, angrily standing up and throwing his chair to the floor. Didn't take that long for the tensions to erupt. "My mom is NOT a skank, she's the most dignified mom on the planet!"
"Last time I checked, dignified moms don't get it on with the granddad of their son's rival. Everyone knows Professor Oak has a thing for your mom, Red - you just have yet to accept it!"
"Like my mom would be interested in old grandpas...and I can't see Professor Oak being a sugar daddy. Me, definitely so; Blue, not so much; but Professor Oak, not in a million years..."
"Will you two PLEASE sit down and take your seat?!" boomed Rosalina, as Sonic and Red did as they were told. They knew they dun goofed up when Rosalina of all people had to scream at them. "Thank you. Now back to the meeting...everyone raise their hand if you're going to bring your mother to the mansion next week." Only a few showing of hands. "So you all want to be difficult, huh...raise your hand if you have a mother. I better see some more hands raised!" Rosalina's wish was granted, as more people raised their hands on the air. With only a few exceptions, such as Sonic. "You're telling me that you don't have a mother, Sonic?"
"Guess you could say that - don't think I ever had a dad, either," replied Sonic, who has never questioned how he came to existence until now. "For all we know I could be like Kirby - the end result of some leftover nuclear waste! That would explain why I go so fast!"
"Now that's not true, Kirby wasn't the byproduct of some nuclear waste!" stated King Dedede, defending his arch-nemesis. "I know Kirby better than anyone else, and I know what you said about Kirby...is WRONG!"
King Dedede: So how did Kirby come to existence? I have a good theory about that...once upon a time, in Dream Land, there was this small pink glob, and this pink glob grew in size as its inner gluttony swallowed it whole. This pink glob was soon overcame by its vices, its gluttony and greed, as it developed a mouth, feet, hands, and eyes...you gotta admit, I'm a good storyteller, huh? Anyways, this pink glob soon became to be known as Kirby, and the reason why Kirby constantly eats and sucks things up is to satisfy his never-ending greed...he's a monster, I tell you, a cute, adorable monster...and his vices know no end.
Kirby: *sighs* King Dedede told you the theory about my "existence", didn't he? *shakes his head* Poor guy will never let that thing go.
"I have a mom, Rosalina - she lives over at Destiny Island," said Sora, bringing up someone who has never been seen before. Sora's mom only had like one line in the original Kingdom Hearts game, that's how irrelevant she was. "Destiny Island is a tropical island, and it has palm trees, a small beach, and even a small town!" Cloud facepalmed as Sora ran his mouth. "We should have Dr. Wily or E. Gadd go to Destiny Island and bring my mom to the mansion!"
"...or she can save herself and stay put," murmured Cloud, as he continued facepalming at Sora, the massive dork that he was. "I bet your mom is living in paradise since you're aren't around to annoy her."
"Nah, I'm sure she misses me a lot. I should have told her I was leaving, but I had no choice in the matter anyways. Was brought here against my own free will. You should bring your mom, Cloud!"
"I would bring my mom to the mansion...if Sephiroth hadn't killed her. Even if my mom was still alive, I wouldn't take her to the mansion anyways, and waste her time. What would she think of her own son if..."
"Okay Cloud, Sora, enough from you two...let's get back on page," said Rosalina, not affording to have her meeting to go off the rails again. "We'll just sort out a list of who and who isn't coming, that should be easy. Now for the activities - the activities should be inclusive, and by inclusive, I mean everyone will participate in them. Meaning no objections whatsoever. So Wario, that suggestion you told me earlier about having a portable potty race...we're not going through with it."
"Darn it, maybe next time..." frowned Wario, as he snapped his fingers in disgust. "Maybe I can wait until we do a Father's Day thing...then I'll introduce my genius to the entire world!"
"Now, except for Wario, who has any great ideas for what activities we should do for the Mother's Day weekend? I'm all ears - just shout out your suggestions, and I'll write them down, if they're good. One-by-one, please!"
"Arts and crafts!" exclaimed Toad. Nothing like some good ol' hands-on stuff to get the mothers involved.
"Water balloon fight!" exclaimed Villager For everyone's safety, Pit should be kept away at all times. Speaking of Pit...
"That slap and clap thing from Jimmy Neutron!" belted the angel, as the meeting room went quiet and everyone stared at the angel. "What's so wrong with that?"
Palutena: Given how close we are, I could be Pit's "mother'...but then I would have to give that same treatment to Dark Pit. Though Dark Pit is just a carbon copy of Pit...I suppose Medusa could be his mother.
Following Pit's...interesting idea, everyone resumed giving their ideas to Rosalina, who jotted some of the ideas down on a notepad. As the ideas kept coming in, Pit was seated at the front of the meeting room, bounded to a chair and with duct tape over his mouth. Ensuring that the Pit wouldn't say anything foolish for the remainder of the meeting.
"Okay people, the suggestion box...is closed," announced Master Hand, as it became silent in the meeting room. "Thank you for giving Rosalina your ideas - and if your idea is used at next week's Mother's Day fling...then, uh, good for you. Just don't go around bragging about it. Besides, it's nothing to brag about anyways. Now I'll give the floor back to Rosalina...what do you think of the suggestions, Rosalina?"
"I must say, there were some great ideas generated...I was afraid we'd receive some oddball ideas, but thankfully those came at a minimum," replied Rosalina, placing her notepad in her pocket...or wherever she kept that thing. "For the next phase of the meeting, I'll have someone else do the talking...someone who knows more about food than I do. Someone who I asked to prepare the Mother's Day feast, which hopefully won't end with a food fight. Cilan, would you like to..."
"You don't have to tell me twice!" Cilan gleamed, before Rosalina could even finish, as he got up, fixed his bowtie, and strutted his stuff to the front of the meeting room, peering at a bandaged Pit on his way there. Once he was at the front, the Pokemon connoisseur faced the crowd, with a smile so contagious it could literally infect everyone present.
"Apparently after I told Cilan about his duties, he prepared a twenty-five minute speech that 'explicitly details every single aspect that the Mother's Day feast will mainly consist of'." This was obviously met with some disdain by the residents, as they either groaned, moaned, or fell back in their seats in disgust. "Tried to make him shorten his speech, but my efforts were futile..."
"Now's the time-a we do it...our cheat-a code to get out of this-a dump," Mario quietly whispered to Peach, looking at Alm and Celica to make sure the two weren't listening to him. "Did you bring-a the water bottle?"
"Brought two of them just in case..." Peach whispered right back, holding up the water bottles in question. Once Cilan was done clearing his throat, after a few throat-clearing exercises, it was time for the connoisseur to begin...
"When we think about mothers, what is the first thing that comes to mind? Of course, a lot of things - love, care, kisses, hugs. These are all things we associate with mothers, and more. But if there's one thing we're thankful for when it comes to mothers, it's one thing they do best...cooking! And what better way to give back to all mothers with a wonderful feast!"
"Oh joy, I can already tell where this is headed..." sighed an already bored Bayonetta, as Mario and Peach got the water bottles ready. "Someone please put us out of our misery, before the torture settles in..."
"To ensure that the feast is perfect, everything must be in order. The napkins must be folded neatly, with the folds adding elegance to the design. The fork, spoon, and knife must be aligned on said napkins in such an order that exudes perfectionism. Then there's the glasses that we drink out of..."
"I'm so bored that I can't even muster the strength to save everyone from this pathetic boredom..." remarked the Flying Man, resting his beak in the palm of his hand. Master Hand, looking around and seeing how bored the others were, appeared next to Cilan, making the connoisseur speaking stop in the process.
"Listen up people, and listen good...obviously, this is the most boring and uninspired speech known to mankind," stated Master Hand, saying something everyone could agree with. Well, except for Cilan. "And obviously, you all want to die. But Cilan is preparing the feast, so we must listen to every word he says. Cilan, you may continue."
"With pleasure, Master Hand...back to what I was saying. When taking into account how the glasses should be assembled, all the tall glasses should be placed to the left of the smaller glasses, not only to establish a sense of symmetry, but to also..."
"Oh dear, I think I'm going to labor!" fretted Peach, as she quickly stood up. Mario quickly stood up, as Luigi and Daisy were being cautious. The others, well...they didn't do anything.
"Mama mia, Princess-a Peach is going into labor!" panicked Mario, as he walked Peach out of the meeting room; still no one except for Luigi and Daisy felt any sort of concern. "Everyone move-a out of the way!"
"Really, this again...sit back down in your seats, you two," commanded Master Hand, just when Mario and Peach were a good distance away from the door. "No pregnant woman has ever announced they're going into labor, and then immediately go into labor afterwards. No pregnant woman has ever announced they're going into labor to begin with! It just makes no rational sense whatsoever! We've seen this before many times already..."
Mewtwo: Peach practically uses her pregnancy as an cop-out to get out of things...all she has to do is announce she's going into labor. Viridi wants you to paint her toenails? Announce you're going into labor. Aerith asks you to buy Sonic some more chili dogs? Announce you're going into labor. Corrin wants to have an argument with you about Infinity War, and how Emperor Palpatine somehow played a role in Thanos' role in the movie? When all else fails, announce you're going into labor. While Peach feels her method is necessary, it is also a classless thing to do...and I must commend the princess for her efforts. Good for her to shun the principles princesses should adhere to - maybe Zelda and Lucina can learn a thing or two from Peach.
"Master Hand is right - you've played the same card enough times already, it's time to give it up," agreed Wolf, as Mario and Peach held their heads down in shame. "The more you do it, the more it gives off the vibe that you two are just full of yourselves!"
"Not only that, but it's just not fair to all of us," added Robin, trying to speak on behalf of all the residents. "I mean, if I was pregnant, I'd use my pregnancy as an excuse to get out of things. But because you have that privilege, Princess Peach, doesn't mean everyone else has to feel left out!"
"If you ask me, it's downright stupid," said Wii Fit Trainer, offering her two cents. Several residents seated next to the trainer nodded their heads.
"You heard me, you two - head back to your seats so we can finally get Cilan's crappy speech over with," ordered Master Hand, not wanting to repeat himself once more. When Master Hand speaks, you darn well listen.
"Okay..." sighed Peach, so far so close, as she and Mario returned to their seats...before some liquid splattered unto the floor. "Wh-What was that?" Peach wondered as she looked around, before looking down and seeing liquid on the floor. The very sight of it made her gasp. "Oh my goodness!"
"MAMA MIA!" exclaimed Mario, and all of a sudden, everyone was concerned. Everybody stood up out of their seats, as they were watching Peach with cautious eyes.
"Stand back everyone, I got this!" said Bowser, bustling his way over to Peach with the stomach-cutting tools he showed off earlier - his dissecting tools. "Why waste our time and energy and gas driving to the nearest hospital, when we can do things the old-fashioned way? Keep calm princess, while I do my thing!"
"Get out of the way Bowser, you're gonna hold things up!" ordered Donkey Kong, shoving Bowser aside as he grabbed Peach's arm. Mario would grab Peach's other arm, as he and DK were about to escort Peach out of the meeting room. "Make room, people!"
"I can't believe I'm going into labor this early..." remarked Peach, as Mario and Donkey Kong escorted her away. "This can't be happening..." Some residents followed after Peach, while others stayed behind and wished goodwill.
"Drive safely!" Jacky called out, wishing he could drive a pregnant Peach to the hospital like he did for Daisy in episode 66.
"Good luck!" Felicia called out, wishing she could see the newborn baby the moment after it was born.
Once Mario, Peach, and Donkey Kong traveled a significant distance away from the meeting room, with a few others following after them, something suddenly fell unto the floor. Everyone stopped, as Peach looked down and saw an empty water bottle, rolling down the floor. Peach then looked up, as she saw Donkey Kong was looking at her and Mario questionably.
"Whoops...false alarm," Peach chuckled nervously, no doubt feeling that the residents behind her were giving looks similar to Donkey Kong's.
With their cover busted, Mario and Peach returned to the meeting room, so Mario, Peach, and many others could finish suffering through Cilan's speech about the Mother's Day feast. Right now, Cilan was talking about what people should wear to the feast.
"I think wearing white to the feast would be splendid - not too bright, but not too dark," explained Cilan, oblivious to the fact that everyone, even Rosalina, was bored out of their minds. "Everyone should just wear one color, for having too many colors would easily ruin the semblance we're looking for...Princess Peach, are you okay?" Cilan looked over at Peach, and saw that the princess was grimacing.
"Yes I'm fine Cilan, don't worry about me..." assured Peach, as she grimaced even harder. It was most likely that the princess was in pain.
"What's the matter with you Peach, you're not 'going into labor' are you?" questioned Master Hand, as Peach kept grimacing. "You've beat that same ol' excuse to death already - why not come up with something new, like 'my water broke'?"
"Well that's what happened...my water broke...for real this time..." After Peach said this, a sense of caution soon enveloped the entire meeting, as some residents stood out of their chairs willing to help out in some capacity if necessary.
"Okay, just because I used it as an example doesn't mean you had to say it. I do admit though, you're quite the actor. Your facial expressions are on...point?" Master Hand saw that Pit escape from his chair, as the ropes were lying on the floor; Master Hand then turned his attention back to Peach, and saw Pit mysteriously licking something on the floor.
"I have taste-tasted the water...it is finally time!" announced Pit after he was done licking, and soon Peach wasn't the only one in the meeting room grimacing. Albeit not with actual pain. "It is time Peach's child enters the world!"
"Pit why did you...why would you..." Master Hand asked, clearly at an extreme loss for words. "...you know what, forget it. Someone get Peach to the hospital, STAT!"
Knuckles: Rumor has it that at one of the Seattle hospitals, there is a vending machine that has the legendary pizza-flavored Doritios. Okay, it's not that legendary, but it's a pretty rare flavor, so it counts for something. If Peach goes into labor, and Mario has to drive Peach to the hospital, I'll hitch a ride with him and tell him which hospital he should go to. And believe me when I say, that bag of Doritos...is mine...
Mario frantically rushed Peach out of the meeting room, bringing Lucario along just so the aura Pokemon could comfort Peach and keep her calm and collected. Not affording to take the stairs, Mario and company opted to take the elevator, and before the elevator closed...
"Hold the door, I wanna come too!" shouted Knuckles, frantically running down the hallway. The echidna reached the elevator, with Lucario holding his hand in-between the door so Knuckles could enter therein.
"I take it you want-a to see the baby before everyone-a else?" Mario asked Knuckles, who thought about his answer for a good while before nodding his head. "In that case, you're welcome-a to come along..."
"Got one more!" shouted Cilan, frantically running down the hallway and losing his breath. "There is a special part in my speech dedicated to Peach, and I must come with you so I can explain everything during the ride!"
"No, no more, get out!" frowned Lucario, just when Cilan stepped inside the elevator, as he shoved the connoisseur out. "Blabbering idiot..." These were the last words Lucario said before the elevator door closed; Cilan just stood there, sighing as he returned to the meeting room.
Once Mario, Peach, Knuckles, and Lucario got outside, the men would rush Peach over to Mario's car. After seating Peach in the backseat, Lucario would get inside the vehicle, along with Mario and Knuckles. Before Mario could start the engine, he had to find his keys first...
"Mario, please tell me you didn't forget your car keys..." said a worried Peach, as Mario frantically searched for his keys. Peach's contractions were starting to grow in pain, and it was tough for the princess to bear.
"I might've left-a them inside the house..." replied Mario; better hope Mario at least had his house keys with him. "...along with my house-a key..." And there it is. All hope was now finally lost.
"Screw your car keys, let's call an Uber and have them drive Peach to the hospital," suggested Knuckles, not affording to wait any longer. "Let's have someone else waste their gas! No wait, that didn't sound right, given the situation..."
"We can't have an Uber driver take Peach to the hospital, that would be very unprofessional," stated Lucario, his hand on the back of a huffing and puffing Peach. "Mario should have a spare car key somewhere."
"Bro, you're still-a here?" Luigi's voice called out, as he approached Mario's car. He peered through the driver's window, and saw Mario looking for his car keys. "Did-a you seriously leave your car keys-a in your house again? If you want, I can take-a Peach to the hospital in my car..."
So Mario, Peach, Knuckles, and Lucario promptly got out of Mario's car, and hopped inside Luigi's Dodge Charger, as Luigi started up his car and drove down the road to the hospital. Knuckles told Luigi specifically which hospital he should ("must") go to.
"Here-a we go princess, we're finally on-a the road!" Mario smiled at his wife, who could only smile back in pain as the contractions grew. "Doing great, doing awesome - the baby will be-a here sooner than you know it. She'll be a beauty!"
"Yeah Peach, do what Mario says and you will..." Knuckles started, before frowning and then looking at Mario. "...she? She's a girl?! Aw man, I wanted to be surprised! Nice going, Mario!"
Rosalina: I can't simply continue my meeting, knowing that Mario and Peach are going to be first-time parents...you think Mega Man's friend Auto would spare to bring his vehicle over?
"Mario are you texting, why are you texting?!" questioned Peach, catching her man red-handed as he was texting away in a suspicious manner. Or at least he thought it was suspicious. "Put away that phone right now!"
"I was just-a telling the world about the great-a news!" was Mario's reply, as he put away his phone. Suddenly police sirens were heard; Luigi looked at his rear-view mirror, and saw a police car trailing behind him.
"Mama mia, not-a the police..." said Luigi, as he was forced to pull over on the side of the road. "Let's get this whole-a thing over with..."
"WHY ARE YOU PULLING OVER MAN, YOUR SISTER-IN-LAW IS GONNA GIVE BIRTH AT ANY MINUTE!" Lucario yelled at Luigi, as he pulled over and stopped his car. "You want Peach to conceive in your car in the middle of an interstate?!"
Lucario wouldn't say anything else, as the police officer got out of his car and walked over to Luigi's Charger. Luigi rolled his window down, looking at the police officer earnestly with a smile.
"You were going way past the speed limit on the road, sir," the police officer said to Luigi, who still had his smile intact. "Way past the limit. Could've killed someone. What do you have to say for yourself?"
"My sister in-a law's in the back of the car, and she's ready to give-a birth at any minute," explained Luigi, as the policeman peered inside the car and saw Peach in the backseat, huffing and puffing while dealing with the contractions. "I was very much-a worried, which is why I was going so-a fast..."
"Likely story...I will need to see your proof of identity, before I can give you your ticket so your sister-in-law can deliver the baby in time. Let's make this quick." So Luigi dug into his pocket, reaching for his wallet...
...but instead of pulling out his wallet, the plumber pulled out some green pepper spray, and sprayed it in the eyes of the police officer. With the officer momentarily distracted, Luigi and the others got out of the car and ran away, with Lucario carrying Peach. For good measure, Knuckles punched the police officer in the leg, sending him down to one knee.
"How did I not see that coming..." the police officer wondered, as his eyes burned with stinging pain. "We should have been trained for that...being pepper sprayed...by dudes..."
Having outran the police officer, Mario and company finally arrived at the hospital, and rushed Peach inside so she could be taken to the nearest room. While Peach was giving birth, Mario was pacing back and forth outside the room, with Lucario and Luigi standing by. Knuckles would join them, eating from a bag of Doritos...pizza-flavored Doritos.
"You guys have to try out these Doritos, they're the bomb!" exclaimed Knuckles, as he chomped away. Given the flavor, the others weren't so keen on trying the Doritos out. "Too bad this was the only bag in the vending machine...but someday they'll restock."
"That man legit wanted to come to this hospital because they had those chips, I'm not even joking," Lucario whispered to the Mario Bros, as Knuckles chomped away at the Doritos chips. Pizza-flavored Doritos...must be sold only in Japan. If so, then how did the hospital get a hand on them?
"So, why are we all standing outside the door, while Peach is in that room crying in agonizing pain? Why aren't we watching Peach give birth, and making history?"
"We...all...have-a our own reasons," replied Mario. Knuckles, in a curious state of mind, opened the door, and saw what was going on - you knew what was happening, so no description needed. Knuckles closed the door slowly and backed away, now sporting a mortified look on his face.
Knuckles: Sure saw history being made, alright...think I'm gonna need to wash my eyes...and maybe bleach them as well.
Moments later, Mario's phone rang, and Mario saw that it was a call from Rosalina. Needing some privacy to himself, the plumber left so he could speak with Rosalina in peace, and once he was done, he later came back to deliver the news.
"Rosalina called - said she placed-a her meeting on hold so the others can-a come to the hospital," Mario said to his fellow men. "Master Hand was the only one-a who objected the idea, but was ruled-a out by a majority vote." Perhaps Master Hand didn't want anyone learning the baby's gender until Mario and Peach came back home. "So they should-a be here shortly..."
"Mario?" a nurse asked, poking her head outside the door and grabbing Mario's attention. "Mario, your wife is ready - and your child - is ready to see you." After hearing that, Mario needed not to worry anymore, as he followed the nurse inside.
While Master Hand stayed behind at the mansion, for whatever reason, everyone else went to the hospital, using whatever mode of transportation they thought was necessary. Some traveled in Captain Falcon's Falcon Flyer; some traveled in a Landmaster; some traveled by using their wings; and some even traveled by riding on a Pokemon. Props to them for thinking outside the box.
The threesome of Shulk, Fiora, and Dunban traveled to the hospital via cab, and after the driver took a "shortcut", the Homs arrived at the hospital before everyone else did. Dunban had to make a quick stop to the restroom upon arrival, but told Shulk and Fiora that they were free to see Peach.
"So Shulk, tell me about these rabbits you claimed to have seen near the mansion..." Fiora said to her boyfriend, as she and Shulk walked through the hospital. "Dunban told me that you took pictures of them, is that right?"
"Yes I did - I shall show them to you later," replied Shulk, with his arms behind his back. "There were four rabbits, four in total, all ranging in different sizes - I think the short one's the leader. There's also a fat rabbit, and a girl rabbit too. Then there's the tall rabbit, he moves funny...like this." Shulk would demonstrate to Fiora as he moved his arms about, in a faux dance move he dubbed "the Shulk".
"You look like such a goofball, moving your arms like that..." Fiora found herself laughing, but Shulk didn't care. When your significant other is laughing at you for being a dork, you're supposed to take it.
"If you thought that was bad, then you should have seen how the lanky rabbit had done it...I was trying so hard not to laugh, trust me."
Shulk and Fiora would come to a stop, when they saw an orange furball streak across the hallway, exiting with a tray of hospital food. This furball would sit on the floor and nibble away at the food, as a certain blonde marsupial and a witchdoctor mask came walking down the hallway.
"There you are, Crash...did you seriously steal hospital food?" Coco asked her brother, who was treating himself with some mashed potatoes and peas. "If you're gonna steal something from here, at least steal something of worth..."
"Well you three sure are here early," remarked Shulk, grabbing the attention of the Crash clan as he folded his arms. "I take it you carried the bandicoots to the hospital with your magic, Aku?"
"I wish...we had asked Link if he could take us to the hospital on his truck. Or rather, I asked Link. Crash obviously can't speak, and Aku was too afraid to speak to Link over that silly incident at dinner yesterday."
"How was I supposed to know Link had PTSD from chickens?!" questioned Aku; Link's fear of chickens was already known, if his experiences with Cuccos was any indication. "I was just offering my chicken leg! Not my fault I can't swallow or eat food!"
Aku: Offered my chicken leg to Link, when he was hiding in the living room behind a couch. One good look at the fried chicken Cilan made apparently caused Link to call it quits.
"Yeah, sure...anyways, Peach's room is at the end of this hallway," stated Coco, as Shulk and Fiora were eager to see the newborn baby. "Now's a great time to get a good look at the baby, before the rush comes in."
The Crash clan would guide Shulk and Fiora to Peach's room, and once inside, Shulk and Fiora would see Peach in the hospital bed, with Mario, Cappy, Tiara, Luigi, Knuckles, Lucario, Link, and Zelda gathered around. In Peach's arms, wrapped in a blanket, was a baby...a baby girl.
"Wanna count-a her fingers and toes again?" Mario asked Peach, as Link gave the plumber a disgusted look. Why was he feeling that type of way for?
"Dude you counted them enough times already, let the baby rest for crying out loud," frowned the Hylian, only to be backhanded by Zelda. "Ow! What did I say that was so wrong? Not like the baby's gonna grow extra fingers or toes!"
"Mario and Peach are first-time parents, so let them do as they please," replied Zelda, before looking up and seeing Shulk and Fiora standing in the doorway with Crash and company. "Shulk! Fiora! Come on in - come and see the baby!"
"Come and see we shall..." said Shulk, as the Crash clan led him and Fiora inside the room. The Homs saw the baby, admiring her blonde hair and...well, there wasn't that much hair to begin with, but Shulk apparently liked it.
"What is the baby's name?" inquired Fiora, dying to know the name Mario and Peach selected. As stated in episode 119, the married couple had a few options in mind.
"Mario and I have been going back and forth as too what we should name our child, after our sonogram," replied Peach, as the suspense was ready to kill Fiora. "After much consideration, we opted to go with..."
"Princess Peach, I am finally here!" a joyous voice announced, as Cilan entered the room exuberating his flair and interrupting Peach. "I have a special portion of the Mother's Day feast dedicated to you, and since you've now delivered your child..."
"Cilan, no!" scolded Coco, effectively shutting up Cilan in an instant. "Crash, get Cilan outta here!" Crash got his game face on, intimidating Cilan as he ran towards the screaming connoisseur and chased him away. Good for him. "...now what were you saying, Peach?"
"Before I was so rudely interrupted..." started Peach, glad she didn't lose her train of thought. "...after much consideration, Mario and I opted to name our first child...Jennifer." A fine choice indeed.
"Rouge would've been a better name," mumbled Knuckles, loud enough for Peach and the others to hear. They all looked at the echidna all funny. "I kid, I kid!"
"Well-a Peach, Luigi made us aunt and-a uncle, and now we returned-a the favor for him and Daisy," remarked Mario, leaning in close to Peach with a grin on his face. "Went exactly the way we-a planned, didn't it?"
"Sure did," smiled Peach, leaning in close to Mario for a kiss. Knuckles turned away in slight disgust; Cappy, on the other hand, watched the kiss rather intensely and nodded his head like a pervert.
Jennifer...Jennifer. If only the world knew her last name. If only Mario ever had a last name to begin with. Certainly someone could make one up for him.