"What are you here for?" Master Hand stated to the audience in a rhetorical matter as he moved his fingertips about, laughing maniacally as he crept out the readers. "Why, to get some racing action while reading... you guessed it... author notes!"
Author's Notes: None. That's right, no additional, crappy, and overrated notes that make you, the viewers, interested and keeping the word count up. Except…well…um…I'm lazy…and I like popcorn. With butter. LOTS of butter. And apparently, I learn to sometimes not take things seriously, as displayed by the very state of this shitty.
"Man, and I thought I was a blabbermouth!" Jamjars exclaimed as the military mole was steering the vehicle on the rocky road leading into a snowy area of the course, the battered car he was driving in being shared with his fellow cohorts from Banjo-Kazooie. "At least when I ramble on, it's teaching important skills that require complexity, not spouting bullshit that no one cares about!"
Humba Wumba farted loudly as she fanned the air, shaking her head. "Humba no like being gassy. Humba feels author's fart fetish poured onto her."
"Hey, at least he might do something with you!" Brentilda Winkybunion complained as the good witch blasted several racers with disgusting facts she made up at the top of her head. "I'm forever stuck in limbo when it comes to fanfiction, just like our home series!"
"I'm just here." The random purple colored Jinjo blurted, being the same color as the Jinjo you could play as in Banjo Pilot as he summoned his different colored Jinjo buddies to mess around with the other racers.
Disclaimer: No poseemos todos los caracteres oficiales y todos los caracteres ventilador-hechos pertenecen a sus dueños respetuosamente. En una nota lateral, todos los miembros ventilador-hechos de los corredores de Yoshi Kart de la original 10 pertenecen a Yoshizilla. Lol, Español.
"I didn't understand a single thing typed here! Wahey!" Boggy the polar bear exclaimed as he was still sliding around at the speed of sound in his sleigh, just happy to be racing about again after years of sitting on his cold, barely covered back. "I also don't like how I only have one catchphrase to say, with it also being the only thing i apparently say, but what can you do!"
AN: Don't worry, after this race ends, I'm planning on killing the alternate versions of the Fire Emblem characters Eliwood, Lyn, and Hector, so that there's no confusion to be spread. And I have to warn you, this chapter will indeed be LONG, so you have been warned. This chapter is so wet in water, we had to find another watering spot just to keep the fanfic fresh and special. Why? Because we care about the life of living things and non-living things. Are non-living things actually living? The universe will NEVER know…a-herm. This is just a very stupid attempt to just increase the word count to be over 100 words, and to keep you, the great viewers, completely interested into the fanfic. So that's all my rambling. Yup. So…enjoy. If you can. MWAHAHAHAHA...!
"This shitty author notes reeks more than me, and I'm a literal pile of crap!" Complained the Great Mighty Poo, who used his brown goop of disgusting poop to prevent anyone from passing him, since they felt like they were going to take a dump just from being near him.
"Oh Froggy, I won't let you get pooped on by the big stinky pile!" Big The Cat exclaimed in a big manner (for you) as he was steering on his green bike, with Froggy the green frog being frightened as the poor amphibian was stuck within Big's belt, the purple cat zigzagging up and down and all around the racetrack as he passed by the Great Mighty Poo, heading through a pyramid as it was snowy within, exiting into a jungle with all sorts of fruits being fired everywhere on the racecourse. Worst of all for the other racers not listed is that there was even more notes of the author to be laid out, because Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus got too lazy to simply remove it since it increased the word count, and surely something so stupid like that was important, right?
"HEY! You can't kill us off!" Eliwood exclaimed angrily as he pulled out his sword, which got engulfed in flames from his rage.
"Come on, it's just the fact that there's clones of us and the people working on this think it's redundant," Lyn pointed out as she took over the driving, doing a much better job of it than Eliwood.
Hector yawned as he glanced at the axe he had behind him, chopping some of the jungle trees surrounding him as he noticed there wasn't as much fruit being chucked, smirking. "I think I finally did something worthwhile in this fanfic." He triumphantly grabbed a pineapple, biting right into it and enjoying every fruity crunch he made into it.
Additional Note: …A-herm. Pardon my…strange way of laughing. (Walks out of the room and shuts door.) Did you get that all down? Good. Now, onward with the chapter! And once again, special thanks to Milleniumon the Sonamy Freak for doing this wonderful, spontaneous, but never ever contagious chapter with me.
"Finally, he shuts up." Donald Trump sighed of relief as he rammed some racers off the road in his fabulous limousine, brushing back his beautiful golden hair with his left hand. "I'm gonna have to call him up to tell him to shape up so he can Make Author's Notes Great Again!"
"Whoa! I didn't know the future president would be racing with us!" Earthworm Jim exclaimed as he was steering.
Groundskeeper Willie glanced at his earthworm companion oddly. "You mean you couldn't tell that bag of haggis was watching with us at all?"
"It's kind of hard to remember that we're even in this story," Haru Glory added as he rode on his motorcycle, trying to get a raving party going on as he was the race master, only to crash into a giant green colored Pokey.
"Goddamn it, when are we going to get some relevancy?" Moe complained as he was steering his vehicle, desperate to be shooting the other racers with his rifle as he was barely staying on the road due to being so close to the edge.
Lenny and Carl glanced at each other as they shrugged, chucking bottles of aged beer at the road in an attempt of making it slippery, causing the racers that were barely noticed to go crashing into each other, with a fireball being chucked at the trio of Simpsons character as they caught on fire, with it being a literal case of Flaming Moe's. Rather ironic, one would say, given all these characters got focus for once, hooray...
...but it turned out to be a hallucination as Arceus essentially was playing around with them because he was having too much fun messing with the space time continuum.
"Oh, how I just love doing this shit," Arceus explained, getting some actual racing action into the fanfic as it then transitioned back to how it was before, with the experience all being logged into the minds of all the racers... and the viewers on the race track and all around the world so that they wouldn't be jipped of this heavily altered sequence of racing events.
Yoshi and Dr. Hoshi, along with their new friend, Molly, have taken 16th place, and are approaching a tunnel.
"Wow!" Yoshi exclaims, looking at the scoreboard, "We only need to go through this tunnel, and we'll be home free on the other side!"
Molly smiled. "Great! That means that the stadium is only a couple of miles away!"
Dr. Hoshi nodded, as he placed test tubes around on a table he set up in the car. "Yes. You two kids figure out what we are to do, while I make a new experiment." He started mixing two substances with a green powder.
Molly grabbed a couple of mines. "I'll handle the other racers, Yoshi. You focus on driving."
Yoshi nodded. "Right!" He turned his attention to the road and drove off, with Molly and Dr. Hoshi on his side. Having confidence, the trio of prehistoric reptiles headed into the tunnel.
We take a good peek back at the stadium where the finish line is. Only a few racers have made it so far, and they are currently waiting for the others.
"Hey Banjo, what's taking the other racers to get here so damn long?" Kazooie asked, sipping some soda.
Banjo shrugged. "Beats the crap outta me, Kazooie." He picked up a hamburger covered in honey from a nearby McDonald's table and munched into it.
Mario and Luigi were both playing tennis, while at the same time, were wondering where the other racers would get here.
"Luigi, I say," Mario said to his younger, taller brother, "When do you think the other racers might make it onto here?"
Luigi shrugged. "I don't know, but it should be sometime soon...and HEY!" He noticed that Mario made a point on the tennis ball. Luigi glared at Mario. "I wasn't ready, you nut job!"
Mario laughed as he rubbed the back of his head. "Oh well! You know what they say, "If you can't concentrate, then do something else!'" He let out a laugh.
Luigi only muttered to himself as he threw is tennis racket onto the ground and sat down at a McDonald's table nearby.
Koopa and Paratroopa were trying to see which racers would get here in time, by looking at the screen above them.
"Well, how long do you think that Yoshi and Dr. Hoshi will be here?" Paratroopa asked.
Koopa shrugged. "I don't know...it could take 15 minutes by the looks of this raceway." He then pointed at King Dedede's spot on the screen. "Hey, Paratroopa, did ya ever notice that King Dedede and Escargoon were still stuck in the road?"
Paratroopa nodded. "Yup. By the way, whatever happened to Kirby and Meta Knight?"
Koopa shrugged. "Eh, they must be at the pit stop way back at the beach area." He looked back at the screen. "Hey Paratroopa, I'll bet you 50 dollars that Crazy hand will beat Sonic/Amy/Shadow to this stadium, deal?"
Paratroopa smiled. "DEAL!" They continued to look at the screen.
King K. Rool and James Bond were still arguing, in fact, right outside the huge McDonald's restaurant.
"...You don't have any special powers, and you can't even beat a stupid monkey!" James Bond yelled.
King K. Rool shook his fist at James Bond. "Well, at least I don't need grenades to surprise my foes, unlike a certain spy!"
James Bond gritted his teeth. "Oh, you big-"
"Big? Big WHAT?" King K. Rool bellowed back, "How would you like it if I stuffed you into a tin can?"
James Bond put up his fists. "Bring it on! I dare you!"
King K. Rool smirked. "Whatever you say." he grabbed James Bond and stuffed the spy into a nearby tin can. King K. Rool laughed as he headed back to the McDonald's. "Enjoy your new imprisonment, James Bond." He continued to laugh.
Baron K. Roolenstien shook his head as he and Kaptain K. Rool watched their brother go into the McDonald's. Baron turned to Kaptain. "Hey Kaptain, you think he's seen too many B-rated movies?"
Kaptain scratched his head. "Arrr, I don't know, but 'tis whatever it is, it sure got him pretty much acted up to get him to stuff in ol' James Bond in that tin can."
Baron held his chin. "True. You think we should do something for King?"
Kaptain thought for a few seconds, and then a light bulb appeared above his head. "I got an idea!"
"Um, excuse me, but I'm gonna have to take that light bulb that's somehow hovering over your head, sir," A random guy said, grabbing the light bulb.
Kaptain frowned. "B'oh."
Baron shook his head in disbelief. "It's not B'oh, it's D'oh."
Kaptain sighed. "Whatever. And that light bulb was highly priced, too."
Baron sweatdropped. "Eh...why don't you tell me your idea right now?"
Kaptain's eyes grew with excitement. "Would I?" he started talking about his idea to Baron as the two crocodile-like Kremling leaders began walking to the McDonald's.
We cut back to Yoshi and Dr. Hoshi, who, with Molly as their passenger, are trekking through the tunnel in the Waterwind Valley District section. The bridge to the finish line is only a few miles away, but in order to reach there, they have to defeat some of the racers that are in front of them, as well as mastering the tough curves and traps the tunnel has left.
"Ugh! Damn it, I can't see in this tunnel!" Yoshi said, squinting. "It's too dark to drive, even!"
"We have to try!" Molly shouted, "Otherwise, we could be stuck here!"
Dr. Hoshi nodded. "True, with is why I was making...THIS!" He took out a bluish mushroom that had a rocket booster sticker on it. "I introduce you to the new...Rocket Mushroom!"
Yoshi and Molly looked at Dr. Hoshi in disbelief. "Rocket Mushroom?"
Dr. Hoshi nodded. "That's right! Just put it into the engine..." He threw the mushroom into the engine. "And then when the time is right, press hard on the pedal and go zooming!"
Yoshi scratched his head. "Doc, are you sure about this?"
Dr. Hoshi smiled. "Well, they didn't call me, Doctor Harryhausen Howard Hoshi, the smartest resident of Dinosaur Land for nothing, my green friend!" He grabbed the wheel from Yoshi.
Molly sweatdropped. "Should we put on our seatbelts, then?"
Dr. Hoshi nodded. "Yup. You might as well hold on tight!" He slammed his feet onto the pedal.
3 seconds passed, but not too long, as the Rocket Mushroom suddenly activated its power, and sent Yoshi's car hurtling out of the tunnel, only to wind up in another, but clearer, tunnel, which was, unfortunately, filled with giant pillars.
"Oh boy..." Molly groaned, seeing the spike-covered pillars. "This is gonna be rough."
Dr. Hoshi turned to Yoshi. "Yoshi, I'll handle the steering this time. You take out any opponents or creatures that attack."
Yoshi saluted. "Right!" He took out a couple of green Yoshi eggs.
Dr. Hoshi turned his attention back to the road ahead of him as he sped towards the pillars.
URGENT NEWS BULLETEN! URGENT NEWS BULLETEN!
"We interrupt this huge racing Grand Prix, for we have some very, VERY important AND urgent breaking news!" A mushroom spokesman announced loudly, holding papers in his hand. "It has been recently confirmed that enemies and vicious creatures from the Zelda universe have been spotted all over the racecourses featured in the Yoshi Kart Grand Prix, and in particularly, they have been hugely seen in the Waterwind Valley racecourse. And not only that, but it seems as if they are wreaking huge havoc as we speak."
"Anchorman!" The mushroom spokeswoman shouted from her blue helicopter, which was flying over the Waterwind Valley racecourse, recording the footage. "We have spotted several Re-Deads attacking the racers! And not only that, but it seems as if creatures from the Donkey Kong Country universe, one of the creatures being the well-known blue, furry, and pestering Gnawties, are causing some trouble in the Waterfall section, too! And..." She then received a call from his earpiece. "...Wait, WAIT! It seems as if an angry horde of Pokemon, including the vicious and deadly Beedrill, are coming this way for no particular reason! It's-"
BOOM! BANG! GANK! RIP! SHRED! BAM! CRASH!
"ACK!" The spokeswoman screamed, as her helicopter was being attacked by the Beedrill.
"Anchorwoman!" The Anchorman shouted, "What's going on? What's happening out there?"
The spokeswoman was trying to avoid the deadly Beedrill. "GACK! IT'S TOO HORRIBLE TO DESCRIBE! THE BEEDRILL ARE ATTACKING! THE BEEDRIL ARE ATTACKI-"
Before she could finish, the helicopter crashed to the ground, and then it exploded into fire.
BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZT!
The Anchorman was in complete shock. "Anchorwoman! Anchorwoman, come in! Anchorwoman! Anchorwoman!" He shook with rage and screamed, "ANCHORWOMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!"
URGENT NEWS BULLETEN FINISHED!
Koopa and Paratroopa were both watching this violent scene on a huge HV TV from the McDonald's restaurant at the stadium, now terrified about what would happen to their friends.
"Gu-oh..." Koopa said, panicking. "With these creatures from different videogame universes popping up all over the racecourses, you think the others might actually stand a chance?"
Paratroopa slowly shook his head. "I don't know, Koopa. I just don't know."
The two turtles continued to watch the TV, still scared if their friends would make it to the finish line or not.
Taj suddenly butted into the scene. "We have ANOTHER urgent report!"
Master Hand sweatdrop. "Ulp...what is it, Taj? What's the report?"
Taj gulped, looking at the paper. "It seems as though DEVO, that freaky American rock band from the 80s, best known for the song, "Whip it", has also been sighted around the Waterwind Valley racecourse area!"
"OH NO!" The audiences from all over the racecourse, who were watching the racers, gasped in horror.
Taj panicked. "And…they could be ANYWHERE on this huge racecourse…"
Right at that moment, the screens suddenly went blank.
When they came back on... A music video was playing... A music video from DEVO.
The freaky visage of Mark Mothers Baugh appeared on the screen and sang eerily through a voice amplifier, that mad him sound like a Boogeyman.
"Peek-a-boo!" Mark sang. "I can see you!" He scanned the audience freakily. "And I know what you do!" He waved a finger at them.
The audiences screamed in terror as they saw the freaky man continue to point.
One of the many kids in the audience, a boy Toad, dropped his popcorn and screamed like a little young girl at the sight of Mark.
"So put your hands on your face!" Mark sang. "And cover up your eyes... Don't' look until I signal... PEEK-A-BOO!" Then, right at that moment, two devils appeared on the screen and laughed. "HA-HA-HA-HA! HA-HA-HA-HA! Peek-a-boo!" They were then replaced by a psychotic looking clown who also laughed. "HA-HA-HA-HA! HA-HA-HA-HA! Peek-a-boo!"
Meanwhile just nearby, Link, Samus, Zero Suit Samus, Snake, and Pit were all galloping on Epona, looking at the audience strangely.
"What's eating them?" Pit asked.
Link shrugged, and then he looked up at Mark. "I don't know, but I think it has to do with that guy..." He pointed up at Mark.
Samus sweatdropped. "Somehow, I don't want to know..."
Zero Suit Samus slowly nodded. "Somehow, I have o agree with you on that point…"
Suddenly, Devo's video started appearing on the monitors of the Karts as well.
Snake sweatdropped. "Well…looks like we're all gonna have nightmares…"
Right behind Link's group were King Kong and Wizpig, who were trying to knock out Jak's group.
"Jak, we got more trouble!" Daxter shouted, pointing at Wizpig.
Jak sighed. "Just throw something back at him." He made a sharp left turn to avoid a couple of rocks.
Daxter looked through the bag of items, and he then threw out eggs at the ground.
Wizpig screamed as he slid on the splattered eggs, and he went soaring into the air, his shadow covering some of the racers.
Jak stopped his car so that he and his friends wouldn't be crushed by Wizpig's weight. King Kong also stopped running and waited for Wizpig to fall.
Pit looked up, and gasped. "LINK! WATCH OUT!"
Link gasped as he looked up. "GAH! WO, EPONA!" He yielded Epona to stop.
Luckily for them, Wizpig didn't fall on them, but on Mark instead.
"OUCH!" Master Hand announces, wincing, "Boy, was I glad that I wasn't that victim Wizpig crushed with his huge exterior-"
"Shut it," Wizpig growls, as he moans.
The other members of DEVO gazed in horror at how Mark was squished.
Link then turned down at Epona. "Okay, Epona! GO!"
Epona neighed as she started running onwards the racecourse again. Jak/Daxter/Keira/Sly Cooper/Carmelita followed, as did King Kong.
Daxter looked at Jak. "How was that?"
Jak shrugged. "Oh well. That'll do," He said, as he slammed his feet on the pedal and zoomed after Link's group.
"Well, seems as if Wizpig won't be getting up in a while, and at least we're free from that crazy 80's American band, DEVO," Master Hand said to Taj, WI do, however, wonder where Kirby and Meta Knight are."
"Let's go check on them!" Taj adjusted the cameras to Kirby's position.
Kirby groaned as he looked at the screen on his TAC. " Oh great! We're in 40th place now!"
Meta Knight sighed. "Have patience, Kirby. We'll surely get back up."
Kirby growled. "Great, who's behind us?"
To answer his question, and injured Haru Glory moaned as he pushed his vehicle in a desperate attempt to get back in the race.
"Oh, that's who is behind us," Kirby said.
TAC then saw Humba Wumba's group. "Hey, I'm getting signals from that group ahead of us."
Kirby smiled. "Quick! Let's zip by them!" He pushed the pedal, and TAC zoomed off, appearing neck-to-neck with Humba Wumba/Brentilda/Jamjars/Jinjo.
"Hey, you guys," The Jinjo said, "We got company."
Jamjars looked at Kirby. "What do you want, punk?"
"Can we pass?" Kirby asked, as he smiled widely.
Jamjars sweatdropped. "Wha…?"
Humba Wumba shook her head. "Sorry. Humba's group trying to win race."
"Oh, come on!" Kirby pouts.
Humba places her hands on her hips. "No."
Meta Knight sighed. "See? I told you that this wouldn't work."
Kirby growled. "THAT'S IT!" He started sucking in Humba's car, when he ate up a random mask from Mumbo Jumbo's collection, and his face then had a Mumbo Jumbo mask on it.
Meta Knight sweatdropped. "Uh…Kirby?"
Brentilda gasped. "My goodness! Are you all right?"
Kirby nodded. "Yeah. Let me just get rid of this stupid mask…" He tried taking it off, but with no avail. "Hey, what the? I can't get this mask off!"
Brentilda frowned. "You'll have to defeat my sister in order to do it."
Kirby looked at Brentilda warily. "And who is this sister of yours?"
Brentilda shook her head. "You don't want to know."
Kirby frowned, but then shrugged. "Dah well, I'll figure out later."
Meta Knight rolled his eyes. "Oh brother."
"Anyway, we got a race to win!' Kirby shouted, as he and Meta Knight zoomed away from Humba Wumba's group.
Humba Wumba growled and shook her fist. "Puffball and small knight not getting away without fight!" She zoomed after Kirby/Meta Knight, with Jamjars, Brentilda, and Jinjo on her side.
Back with Sonic and the gang, things went under uncertain circumstances. Sonic/Amy/Shadow, Misty/Max, and Tails/Cream/Cheese are cut short of the race because of the nudists and Pee Wee Herman. Eventually, Sonic and the gang manage to get away from the nudists, and resume their race.
"Sonic!" Tails shouts, "Those blasted nudists held us up! And Yoshi/Dr. Hoshi manage to get far up ahead!"
Max adjusted his glasses. "Maybe because they actually focused on the racecourse then the nudists, which I have to admit, was a very smart idea."
Misty nodded in agreement. "You can say that again."
Sonic growled. "Damn those nudists!"
"EEK!" Cheese cried, "There's more of them coming this way!"
Cream was right, and sadly enough, a group of a few angry nudists started to chase the racers, their "balls" bouncing away.
Sonic looked behind him and saw the nudists coming at them. "OH SHIT!"
Misty groaned. "They just don't give up, do they?"
Shadow took out a rocket launcher. "They're going down!" He opened fire on them.
"I'll help!" Max shouted, throwing ice blocks at some of the nudists, freezing them.
Shadow laughed as he watched the nudists freeze in their tracks. "HAHA! Take that, you stupid nudists!"
"YAAAAY!" Tails, Cream, and Cheese all cheered loudly, as the trio of racers zoomed off and turned their attention to the racecourse.
In the Flying Viewing Rocket that was hovering above Sonic/Amy/Shadow and the other racers, things can be accounted for that weren't random at all. Or were they...?
"Jeeze, things can get soooooooooo bring, you know what I'm saying?" A Flareon asked a Jolteon.
Jolteon nodded. "You got that right. And man, I could use a drink, too." He looked over to the snack boy, and his eyes widened with joy. "Ph! Perfect timing!"
"Peanuts, popcorn, pretzels, softdrinks, ice cream, hamburgers, hot dogs, rice balls, Coca-Cola, and manju! Get your extra fattening snacks here!" Andross shouted, as he started throwing several snacks to the people in the audience, who were watching the racing scenes taking place on the Waterwind Valley racecourse. He smiled widely as he got back money.
"Hey, snack boy! Over here! Sock it to me!" Jolteon shouted, trying to get Andross's attention.
Irritated by the disrespectful tone of Jolteon, the disgruntled "snack boy" Andross obeys the electric dog-like Pokemon's command a little too literally and forcefully throws a manju cake right in Jolteon's face, sending the sweet bean paste splattering all over his face.
Jolteon, dazed on the ground with swirleys in his eyes, moans. "...I didn't mean like that."
Flareon scratches his head as he looks at Andross weirdly. "It's strange, but that snack guy somehow looks so familiar...Must be just my imagination, I suppose."
As Andross walks away, he mutters to himself. "Jeeze...lousy, good for nothings...after my defeat and the crumbling of my galactic empire, the only job I could find was to be a snack salesman at this crummy place, but soon, I shall make my triumphant comeback and overthrow the whole cosmos! Just you wait! This is only a temporary setback!"
Lenny rushed to his kart. "MOE! KARL! We gotta get back to the race!"
"You spelled my name wrong, you dumbass," Carl said, as he got up and headed to the car. He turned to Moe. "Hey Moe, are you sure that we should leave now?"
Moe rushed into the car. "Yeah, let's go!" He cocked his shotgun. "Anyone comes near us, and I'll blast em!"
Lenny drove out of the drive-in and back onto the road.
"WAIT! MOE, CARL, LENNY!" Barney Gumble shouted, as he fell off from the roof of the pit stop.
Carl sweatdropped. "Barney, what are you doing here?"
Barney burped. "I wanted to -BRRRRRRRRAAAAAP- join you in the race, so I decided to wait on that roof."
Carl looked at Lenny and Moe. "What do you think, guys? Homer's already in the race, so why not?"
Moe waved away the smell. "Whoo! I think his burp might be just the weapon we need!" He smiled to Barney. "Hop in Barn!"
"WOOHOO! BRAAAAAP!" Barney said, as he hopped into Moe's car.
Carl smiled. "Sweet! Let's go!" He took off onto the racecourse, grabbing a rocket missile from the item box. "Now who's i front of us that we can knock out..."
"BRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAP!" Barney belched, "Maybe you should look at the BUUUUUUUUUURP map!"
Lenny pointed ahead of him. "Look up there!"
Up ahead of them were Groundskeeper Willie and Earthworm Jim.
Carl smiled. "Aha! The perfect racers!" He fired the rocket missile he was holding at the odd couple.
Moe followed suit with a few gunshots.
"GACK!" Groundkeeper Willie and Earthworm Jim shouted, as they went crashing into a pine tree, and their car exploded.
Lenny watched the explosion up close. "Awright! That was fantastic!"
Carl laughed as he pointed at Groundskeeper Willie and Earthworm Jim. "Haha! You guys SUCK!"
"Yeah, you guys BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAP suck!' Barney added, as he and Moe drove by, followed by Lenny and Carl.
"Now we're talking about progress," The Lakitu recording said, as he recorded the action. "I wonder how Peach and her friends are doing."
Peach/Sheik/Prof. E. Gadd/Chad the Charmander were in 24th place, with Popo/Nana/Mr. Game-and-Watch/Ness/Young Link/Saria/Jigglypuff, Air Tank Man/Balloon Dude, and Dr. Mario/Zelda/Pichu behind them.
"Oh great!' Chad complained, seeing the car of Air Tank man. "Air Tank Man and the Balloon Dude just don't give up, do they?"
Air Tank Man cackled like an evil witch (Gruntilda Winkybunion, anyone?) as he got his air hose out. "I'm lookin to make some balloons and pop them!"
"Oh yeah?" Dr. Mario shouted, as he threw several pills into the exhaust tank of Air Tank man's car.
Balloon Dude chuckled. "It is time...for...STREAMERS!" he started throwing streamers at Peach's car.
Chad growled. "Gah! Stop doing that!" The red Charmander jumped into the air and fired his flamethrower at the Air Tank Man and the Balloon Dude.
Air Tank Man suddenly fired hoses into Dr. Mario's tires and began to pump them up rapidly.
Suddenly, the ground started shaking crazily, making the group of racers exclaim while being shaken.
Popo and Nana both gasped as they felt the magnitude shaking them. "W-w-w-what's g-g-g-g-goin o-o-o-o-o-on?"
Mr. Game-and-Watch gulped, looking down at the ground. "I think...it's...an...EARTHQUAKE!" He screamed.
"EARTHQUAKE?" Ness, Young Link, Nana, Popo, Jigglypuff, and Saria all shouted in disbelief.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" Peach screamed loudly, as she swerved left and right to avoid the cracks in the road.
Out of the cracks came the octopus-like creatures known as Octorocks, who were from the worlds of Hyrule.
Chad's jaw dropped in disbelief. "Oh My God! Those are Octorocks! What are they doing here all the way in Dinosaur Land?" He exclaimed heavily.
E. Gad brought out his vacuum. "I'll take care of them!" He turned on the vacuum and started sucking up the Octorocks.
The Octorocks, unfortunately, were too heavy to be sucked in, and they replied by spitting out rocks at Peach's group, Dr. Mario's group, Popo's group, and finally at the Air Tank man and the Balloon Dude.
E. Gadd tried, but all he managed to suck up was Peach's dress, leaving the princess in her undies.
Chad blushed all red as he looked at Peach's panties, and he suddenly went into a Goofy mode. "Whoa, baby..."
Popo, Ness, and Young Link also went into Goofy mode, looking at Peach's panties. "SWEET! BABY GOT BACK!"
Peach blushed madly at all the attention she was getting from the boys, as perverted onlookers on the sidewalks took pictures of her.
Zelda scoffed. "Hmph. Peach is just an attention stealer."
Sheik shrugged. "Hey, she just has a large fanbase like most videogame characters do, that's all."
Peach blushed more with embarrassment. "How embarrassing…now I'm gonna have pictures of myself in panties ALL over the Internet…" She sighed.
Professor E. Gadd took the wheel from Peach. "I'll handle the driving from here on, since Peach has to find another dress to put on."
Peach smiled. "Thank you, Professor E. Gadd." She gave him a kiss, and then she started looking for a good dress to put on.
The Octorocks, however, despite the awesomeness of Peach, weren't affected, and they continued to fire rocks at the racers.
Chad growled. "THAT'S IT!" He fired fireballs at the Octorocks, setting them aflame.
Popo sighed of relief. "Phew...thank God we got rid of those pests."
"WE GOT MORE TROUBLE!" Ness shouted, as the swarm of Beedrill that attacked the anchorwoman earlier started heading towards the racers.
To Be Continued! Ha! I got you all interested now, huh? Well, just goes to show you…if you decided to read along, then stay tuned for the next, exciting installment of the Waterwind Valley race of the Yoshi Kart Grand Prix! Yeah! Woo! All right! …Um…(Tries to think of other awesome words that help increase the word count) …I got nothing on me. XP. Well, hope you enjoyed the chapter!