Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: Do you ever feel times where you just wanna slap or shot yourself for not being original and essentially ripping off other, normally much better works? Well, this is one of those times. And unfortunately, because I still have some stupidity in me, I didn't bother to remove it. So I did the next best thing and made this much bigger with actual content. Which is good. Hopefully that'll assert the badness of... I'll stop talking. Also, words to the wise: never EVER put your first name on a fanfic. Because... you'll figure it out when you're older. Enjoy.
Author's Note: Now THIS is more like it! Whether I get a lot of reviews or not, I'm going to continue the greatest race eva! Enjoy for those who DO take time to read this. And like I said before, PELASE give long reviews, not reviews like 'This was great! Continue!" Because I sometimes feel insulted by that. Oh yeah, and just to let you know, the ACTUAL race will start in the next chap. This ones' just for fun.
Disclaimer: What he said was true. And everything here belong to their respectful owners. (sigh) I could use a drink right now.
"Oh boy, here we go." Dr. Hoshi commented as he looked at the script for today's chapter, being inside the hotel room he shares with Yoshi and Peppy. He sighed as he shook his head. "Yeesh. This thing just reeks of unoriginality."
"What's up, doc?" Yoshi asked as he approached Dr. Hoshi, having recently partake in a recent race.
Dr. Hoshi showed the script of the chapter to Yoshi. "Look at this. Note how bland it's going to be."
Yoshi flipped through the script, shuddering as he pushed it away from him. "Peeyew! The rip off scale is off the charts!" He then shook the script he was holding in his left hand at Dr. Hoshi. "Someone should mail this back to the author and tell him to actually make this original! This script sucks!"
"And the worst part," Dr. Hoshi commented as he shuddered, folding his arms together, "We're forced to partake in it."
Yoshi dropped his head in depression. "Oh great. And is Peppy involved in this nightmare as well?"
Dr. Hoshi nodded his head. "Yes, so at least we won't be alone in this bullshit."
"What bullshit?" Peppy Ankylosaurus asked as he walked into the room, "What's going on? Why all the gloom and doom?"
Yoshi showed Peppy the script of today's chapter. Upon glancing at the content inside, peppy screamed as his skin burned off, leaving only his skeleton. Yoshi and Dr. Hoshi both sighed as they shook their heads, with the skeleton of Peppy collapsing on itself.
"So, we just go with it?" Yoshi asked Dr. Hoshi as he picked up the bones of Peppy.
Dr. Hoshi nodded, taking out a bottle containing some green substance that would revive any skeleton back to flesh, using it to pour it on Peppy's bones. "Yes. Hopefully, the rewards we'll get are fully worth it."
"And if not?" Yoshi asked as he witnessed the bones spinning around, forming back into Peppy Ankylosaurus, who got revived to his old fleshy self.
Dr. Hoshi tossed the now empty glass behind him, folding his arms, with the glass shattering in the background. "Then it's simple, we storm the author's quarters and hold him hostage until we get our rewards."
"Sounds good to me," Peppy commented, overhearing the conversation despite being nothing but bones.
Later on, as all of the racers and several huge crowds of audience enter the huge building, preparing for the next race, several newscasters come in with huge bags of mail. Why? Because it doesn't make any fucking sense, you should just enjoy this, it's a fanfic.
"And who may you want to do buisness with, guys?" Master Hand asked. "Not like I actually care..." He coughed loudly.
"We like to do some bits of fan-mail asking to the Yoshi Kart racers, Master Hand. We have questions for some of the Yoshi Kart racers," The Host Lady said, being a random roman in complete blue with short, blue hair and blue eyes, as she turned to some of the racers. "So, Yoshi Kart racers and others, here's your first question of this whole shindig."
"Hold on a second," Yoshi interrupted as he folded his arms. "Who are you gonna ask?"
The host lady rubbed the back of her head. "Well, you of course. And Dr. Hoshi and Peppy Ankylosaurus."
"Wait, what?" Dr. Hoshi and Peppy both said in confusion.
The host lady then randomly pulled May and Daxter out of the group. "And you two, you perfectly round this out."
May farted loudly as she giggled. "Oopsie whoopsie, I made a poopsie!"
"Why am I being dragged to do this...?" Daxter moaned, being held tightly by the back.
Master Hand was still floating. "So, are you gonna ask them, or what?"
"But of course!" The host lady confirmed.
Yoshi, Peppy, and Dr. Hoshi all looked at each other, with contempt in their eyes.
"I got a bad feeling about this," Yoshi remarked, rubbing his right elbow.
Peppy nodded in agreement. "I hear ya. I don't even know what to say."
"Just go with the script in your head," Dr. Hoshi suggested, narrowing his opened eyes as he sighed. "Or, just read the copied pasta that lies before us."
Yoshi and Peppy groaned alongside Dr. Hoshi, sitting on hard, metallic chairs, with May next to Yoshi on the far right and Daxter next to Peppy on the far left. Dr. Hoshi was right in the middle, with Yoshi to his right and Peppy to his left.
"Hey, how come they're the only ones to be asked?" Birdo angrily commented as she folded her arms, "Those three aren't the only original racers, you know!"
"Yeah, and how come Dr. Hoshi and Peppy are the only original characters with focus?" Heppy Ankylosaurus asked, with a whole slew of shitty original characters in the back all agreeing with him
The host lady shrugged. "I dunno, and I don't care. We got a crappy rip off of a mailbag to do!" She then clears her throat and pulls out a blue card, reading aloud the question. "Anyway, first question, from Chicken Miasma: Which one of the Yoshi Kart racers HAD an appearance in a game, but wasn't actually there?" She asks. Yoshi is the first to reply.
(P.S. There will be marks for several different answers, just to let you know.)
"Did you know I was a secret character in the X-Box version of Sonic Heroes? It's true. Ask-" Yoshi said to the screen, but was suddenly choked by Dry Bowser.
"Shut up, you idiot! Didn't anyone ever tell you to keep people's things private?" Dry Bowser roared.
Yoshi gawked, unable to free himself from Dry Bowser's powerful grip. Bowser and Donkey Kong both chuckled, getting a good laugh at Yoshi's pain.
Petey Piranha rubbed his gigantic head with his right leafy hand. "I'm sure namedropping actual names isn't that bad," He muttered quietly, everyone there mostly unable to hear him.
Master Hand turned to Taj. "What the hell is Dry Bowser doing here so early? Wasn't he in Chapter 297 or something?"
Taj shrugged. "Beats the crap out of me. I don't really care, I'm just here for free publicity on my part.
Master Hand nodded in agreement. "You know what, works for me."
Peppy Ankylosaurus was the next guy up. "Did you know that Yoshi was a secret character in the X-Box version of Sonic Heroes? Actually, he isn't. He just says that to impress girls. And he paid SEGA off to validate his lame role in the sucky game."
Sonic then ran in and started beating the crap out of Peppy, much to the amusement of the other racers and viewers.
Dr. Hoshi was now up. "I lost the instructions to my refrigerator once. They fell into the refrigerator and I don't know how to open it to get them out. Oh, the irony! Actually, that never happened before. I just made up that story in order to make you feel better."
"So, Ms. Chicken Miasma, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! ...You dare question me, the great and iraccuate Daxter, the greatest mammal to ever exist? Begone from my sight! I have no time to answer your meaningless questions!" Daxter replied to the mail.
"Ohhh! I know I know I know! I wuv Ice Cream!" May replied stupidly.
Space Ghost folded his arms in annoyance, being there because he's the goddamn Space Ghost. "Humph. And Jeff Goldblum said my questions were stupid. These questions are just copied pasted with the author's writing friends used as names for pandering!"
"Just shut up and enjoy the show," Zorak interrupted, sipping his coffee.
Moltar nodded his head in agreement. "Yeah. Just be glad the author paid us off to make an appearance."
Space Ghost murmured as Zorak and Moltar kept watching, with Brak there because he needed something to do.
"I'm bored!' Brak exclaimed in an annoying high pitch tone.
The host lady and the other characters shook their heads in disbelief. "ANYWAY, here's the next question, from Lacto3.1413. "I just bought a NES with some games off ebay. I have an older big screen tv and that is hooked up to a Direct TV box that is linked via a S-video cable and I also have a dvd player hooked up to the tv. The only thing I can get the NES to do is blink on and off with a blue screen. I am trying to use the standard rca patch cord to no avail."
Yoshi pondered. "So...what's the problem." He shrugged meekly. "Sounds like it's working to me."
"Sounds like you got hosed." Peppy complied, recovering from the injuries he received from Sonic.
"So when you linked up the NES through the Direct TV box to the S-video cable from your RCA Patch Cord, did you install the DFG Chip from your XSF Database? HUH? DID YOU? WHY NOT? Everyone knows that! Oh no! Don't tell me that you also forgot to hook up the TRF Expansion to the LKJ Cord! You didn't! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! GET OUT OF THE HOUSE NOW! YOUR NES IS GOING TO EXPLODE!" Dr. Hoshi screamed at the top of his lungs. Everyone else sweatdropped and slowly backed away.
"Whoa, doc, you okay?" Yoshi asked.
Dr. Hoshi calmed down, placing his right hand on his chest. "I'm fine... it's just.. I can't breathe..."
Peppy shook his head in disbelief. "Oh brother."
Daxter was up again. "So, Ms. Lacto3.1413, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! It sounds like to more that you've been SCREWED by E-BAY! HAHAHAHAHA! Someone sold you a defective NES, YOU FOOL! And you know what...? THAT SOMEONE WAS ME! HAHAHAHA! I'm now going to go spend the money you sent me on GUM and QUARTERS to spend at the local arcades and play Street Fighter 2: Turbo NONSTOP! WITH YOUR MONEY! SUCKER! HAHAHA!"
"Oh! I love that game, the Flashing Blue Screen Game. My high score is 3." May simply said, with a grin.
Shadow looked at Knuckles. "How long is this thing gonna go?"
"I don't know, but it's getting pretty creepy..." Knuckles said to Shadow, as the two watched the competition.
Silver sighed as he folded his arms. "Don't you guys feel awkward that we're randomly placed in here?"
Sonic rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Don't care. Like the blue indian elephant genie pointed out, free publicity."
Pikachu popped his head from behind Sonic. "Did someone say indian elephants?"
Sonic, Shadow, Silver, and Knuckles all sighed as Pikachu kept looking around.
"My name is Mr. Lefty, and I wrote several of the Super Smash Brothers fics you've read over the course of time. I have to admit, I'm amazed that people are still reading them. Thank you so much for the kind words." The host lady, or the HL from this point of the fanfic, said.
Yoshi stared blankly. "Huh?"
Peppy scratched his head. "Who are you again?"
Dr. Hoshi suddenly realized a fatal mistake. "Wait a minute...you're not the REAL Mr. Lefty! YOU'RE AN ANDROID FROM THE STAR WARS PLANET OF MUSTAFAR! COME TO TAKE OVER THE EARTH! Well, I won't let you do that, Mr. Lefty, or should I say, Manray! You'll take over the world with your Evil Space Hobbit Kong Guns over MY dead body! FREEDOM!" He shouted, as he started to fire bullets at all of the screaming people.
Yoshi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I think Dr. Hoshi played a bit too much of his XBox 360 recently..."
Peppy folded his front legs. "Yeah. He should stay away from that generic shooter stuff. It's bad for the brain."
"...what was I doing again?" Dr. Hoshi asked, suddenly snapping out of his weird trance.
"So, Mr. Lefty, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! Um... I love your SSBM fanfics. I read them every night. Will you...marry me?" Daxter pleaded. Everyone, especially Jak and Keria, made very weird expressions.
"I like the one where Mario and Link get hurt." May says stupidly.
The host lady read, "Okay, from Turquoise Lunarian. Just bought a Nintendo Virtual Boy. Am trying to remember the name of the mario game that you moved him from world to world on the background of a big sand dune. Can you help?"
Yoshi nodded. "That game is called Barney the Dinosaur: Lovers in Time. It's available on the X-Box 360. I'm 100 sure." He smiled.
"That's a level in Banjo-Tooie: The Director's Cut. It's available on the Playstation 1. I'm 100 sure." Peppy confirmed, smiling broadly.
"I remember that game! No wait, do I don't. But I think it's from Nintendo Girl Farting Contest. I'm 100 sure." Dr. Hoshi bluntly remarked to the cameraman.
"So, Mrs. Lunarian, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! That game you refer to is called Banjo-Threeie. I'm 100 sure." Daxter answered.
"That's Pong. I'm 100000000000 sure." May finished. She stuck her tongue out, a generic fart sound being heard.
"This whole thing is stupid, stupid, stupid!" Wario shouted angrily, shaking his fists.
Waluigi shrugged, feeling neutral about the whole thing. "Wah, they need the ratings and the... public interest. Just let them do their thing."
"You know, IN THE BATHROOM!" Princess Daisy exclaimed.
"Really?" Waluigi asked, glaring at Daisy. Daisy giggled in response.
Toadette held down her dress as she complained. "I gotta go potty."
"So happy," Pichu qipped as he ate some more cheesecake.
"Here's another question, from someone named Xiao-Darkcloud," The host lady said, as she read, "I was wondering where I can find that page that had the best Pokemon memory about the girl losing her virginity due to a bet she made over a Pokemon game. There was a direct link to it on the home page a couple of weeks ago, but I haven't been able to find it again since. I also haven't been able to spot it in the Memory archive. So could please tell me exactly where to find it or send me a copy of it because I really liked it. Thanks. By the way, if it isn't too much trouble, could you please respond to my e-mail directly as well as post the response on the fanfic? Thanks again."
Yoshi grinned naughtily. "Dude, that sounds hot and gangsta."
"Hey, I thought this was a family friendly fanfic!" Peppy angrily shouted.
"I'll tell you where it is, but you first have to prove to me that you're at least 18 years of age. Or was that 81 years of age. Yeah, that's it. 81 years. Sorry, it's the law." Dr. Hoshi admitted. He then rubbed his chin, thinking deeply. "Or, was it 181, or 818... or perhaps it was actually 1818, or 8181... I'm so confused..."
Yoshi patted Dr. Hoshi on the back. "It's all right, doc. It happens to all of us."
"What happens to all of us?" Peppy commented, confused.
Dr. Hoshi glanced at Yoshi and Peppy. "I'm sorry, who are you two again?"
"So, Mrs. Xiao-Darkcloud, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! I have a question for you...how come no one will love me? Am I really that terrible? Sniff... Sob... OH GOD! I'm going to die alone! WAAAA!" Daxter sobbed, as he started to cry out waterfalls.
"I have a Darkcloud. I use it to microwave my Hot Pockets." May answered.
"Here's another question," The host lady said, as she read, "This one is from Kaptain H. Koopa, of the Koopatorivum. You guys really need to update your merchandise page. There are so may Banjo-Kazooie AND Pokemon collectibles out there and you only have a small percentage of them. Your website is really good, but it could really use more merchandise. Also, you need more updates on new Banjo-Kazooie and Pokemon collectibles. I need to know what's out there!"
Yoshi scoffed. "Pft. Make me, punk."
Peppy rolled his eyes. "Meh. I don't work here. I'm just here for the free, juicy, tender lettuce."
"Ah, it's a good thing that you asked this question, for you see, the great Dr. Hoshi is an expert on the subject of Anti-Matter Jello Cannons. We'll be able to vaporize that country in no time. Wait...you didn't ask that? And you're not the President? Um...forget I said anything." Dr. Hoshi muttered, not wanting the world to know the last part. He sighed as he looked at the cameraman. "It's already on the tape, isn't it?"
Daxter started as he usually did, "So, Mrs. H. Koopa, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! You did not ask a question, so I will now MOCK you for an hour. MOCK MOCK MOCK MOCK MO...wow, I'm tired. This Carb Diet is worth beans."
"I'm a Pokemon Coordinator too!" May said in excitement.
"Hold on a second, is the Koopatorivum even a real place?" Yoshi asked, placing his hands on his hips.
Dr. Hoshi sighed as he placed his right hand on his face. "Why do you care so much about irrelivant bullshit, Yosh?"
"Because it bothers me. Like mild stomach aches." Yoshi remarked firmly.
Dr. Hoshi rolled his eyes. "Fine, it's a crappy Mario fansite. Now can we please get off the subject?"
"All right, fine. Let's reference Hotel Mario yet again for the twelfth time while we're at it," Peppy interrupted. He held up some of Bowser's Sourpuss Bread. "All Toastuhs toast TOAST!"
Bowser rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "Why did I call it sour again?" He muttered to himself.
The host lady took out another mail. "And here's one from Yugiohfreak...'Why don't Banjo the Honeybear and Princess Peach just get married? They're lovesick enough alone?'"
Yoshi smuggly smiled. "Banjo and Peach won't marry because Peach is more interested in Hot Green Dinosaur Action. That's right, you heard me. Banjo's got nothing on this green dinosaur."
Peach stuck her tongue out in disgust. "Eww, no way!"
Yoshi sighed as he dropped his head. "Ugh, thanks for ruining the mood, Princess Jerkstool."
"They would if Banjo could ever figure out how to get out of his house and leave Kazooie, Gruntilda, Tooty, Mumbo, Humba, Klungo, and Bottles alone. He's been stuck in there for 8 frickin' years now. No one has bothered telling him that his door is open and right in front of 'im." Peppy answered, in the craziest possibility. "Plus, after Nuts and Bolts, that bear just wasn't right."
Banjo can be seen sobbing quietly to himself as Kazooie pats him on the back, with Gruntilda laughing her head off. Bottles and Mumbo were so bored they decided to watch Tooty and Humba strip, while Klungo munched on all the leftover pizza.
"Ah, love. A subject I am an expert on. So please, buy my book, 'Dr. Hoshi's Book of Love, Gay Affairs, and All that other Crap' for only $999.99! Buy now and get some free Dr. Hoshi-style purple pens and pogs!" Dr. Hoshi offered. "I got other books, too! Not just this one!"
"So, Mrs. Yugiohfreak, IF THAT IS YOUR REAL NAME! God...don't mention love... I'm so depressed. I know what will make me feel better... RULING THE WORLD WITH MAMMALS! DAH HA HA HA HA HA! That's what I'll do! Thanks, Mrs. Yugiohfreak. Thank you for inspiring me! When I take over the world as Supreme Ruler of Mammals, I'll give you all of the credit." Daxter said.
"I'm in love with my Hot Pockets. They're so good, tasty, and yummy for my tummy!" May squealed, as she took a bite out of her personal Hot Pockets.
The host lady read once more, "And here's one from...Gamer21. Please tell me where the console to buy... please do it for all the confused kids out there!"
"Do you think we should tell him, Peppy?" Yoshi said to his yellow Ankylosaurus friend.
Peppy shrugged. "I dunno, Yoshi, he didn't ask very nicely."
"Plus, he didn't bribe us." Yoshi added.
Peppy sighed. "Yeah, a bribe would have been nice."
Yoshi placed his hands on his hips. "Seriously, how come no one bribes anymore?"
"I would have totally told him if he bribed me with the current, though declining, game consoles." Peppy said.
"But not that Sony crap." Yoshi bluntly commented, folding his arms.
Peppy nodded in agreement. "Oh yeah, that Playstation 2 console sucks."
Dr. Hoshi fumed. "Hey! I like the Playstation 2!"
"I thought you liked the X-Box, doc." Peppy replied to Dr. Hoshi.
"Um... Hm... Good question." Dr. Hoshi mused.
"Hey! Will you idiots shut up! I want a chance to answer!" Daxter shouted, annoyed.
"I wanna hotdog, too," May randomly blutered as she giggled.
"What was the question again?" Peppy asked, rubbing the back of his head.
Yoshi shrugged. "I honestly forgot. I think we were talking about being bribed."
"Yeah, I'm totally down and dirty with being bribed." Peppy insisted as he rubbed his hands together.
Dr. Hoshi sighed as he placed his right hand on his forehead. "I'm surrounded by idiots."
Yoshi murmured as he glared at Dr. Hoshi. "Doc, you shouldn't open your big mouth sometimes."
"I'll give you a big mouth, big nose..." Dr. Hoshi threatened, glaring right back at Yoshi.
"Guys, guys, stop fighting!" Master Hand exclaimed, watching May run off to do some crazy wacky shit while Daxter stormed off. He sighed as he shook himself. "Well, I guess it's just these three now."
"Should one of us go in and fill in?" Mario asked, rubbing the back of his head.
Sonic waved his arms. "No no no. I want to stay away from this trainwreck as far as possible."
The host lady rubbed the back of her head. "Right, we got some more from several anon users... these should apply to the three dinosaurs greatly." She cleared her throat, reading away. "How come Dr. Hoshi is the only original character with actual development and good focus?"
Dr. Hoshi chuckled as he closed his eyes. "That's pretty easy. being a scientist and a doctor, and having a high intelligence, I stand above the rest."
"I thought the doc wasn't the boastful type." Peppy remarked, rubbing the back of his head.
Dr. Hoshi scoffed as he turned to Peppy. "You would be boastful too if you were the only relevant OC in the entire damn fanfic."
Peppy nodded his head slowly. "Actually, that's very true. Good point, doc."
"Thanks doc." Yoshi commented with a giggle.
"...You're just saying that because of that unfunny meme from /v/." Dr. Hoshi snarled, glaring at Yoshi.
Yoshi shrugged in response. "Well, the viewers gotta have their daily dose! It's just not the same without some green and purple!"
"This mailbag is brought to you by Dr. Piccillo." Peppy commented, smiling.
"You didn't even spell his name right!" Dr. Hoshi called out.
"Who cares?" Peppy yawned with boredome.
"The viewers, obviously!" Dr. Hoshi exclaimed, tossing his hands in the air.
Yoshi rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I don't think they care. They're just here to see random, crazy action happen, with some wacky hijynx in between it all."
Peppy nodded in agreement. "Yeah, they just want to laugh and be entertained."
"Oh, they're laughing all right..." Dr. Hoshi groaned, placing his right hand on his face, sighing.
"Well, how come there wasn't any racing action yet?" The host lady read aloud, holding a blue card.
Yoshi scoffed as he tossed his hands in the air. "The author just got back to actually treating this fanfic like it's worth a shit. Forgive him for, you know, actually having a life and actually working."
Peppy scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, nevermind the fact that he has other fanfics that are much better than this to work on."
Dr. Hoshi nodded as he closed his eyes. "Hmm, indeed. Just think of the many fanfics he could potentially update, but he chose not to, because he already wrote a lot as it is.
"Right, so why is this even a question?" Yoshi asked as he had a weird expression on his face.
"Because people are stupid." Dr. Hoshi confirmed as he rolled his eyes.
Peppy shook his head as he bluntly put it, "Indeed, they are. Look at all the idiots who read this shit."
Yoshi, Peppy, and Dr. Hoshi suddenly got silence as they received awkward stares from everyone.
"Errr... I think we should end it here, before we get into real trouble," Dr. Hoshi commented as he folded his arms.
Yoshi and Peppy nodded their heads in agreement and replied in unison, "Good idea."
The host lady sighed, as she and the newscasters started to leave. "Well, that's all for now. Thank you, Master Hand," She said, as they disappeared.
Master Hand sweatdropped. "You're welcome." He sighed as he looked around, asking, "What just happened here again? I honestly lost my track of thought."
"I gotta say, this whole thing was more batshine insane than me," Crazy Hand added, only to giggle like a young Japanese schoolgirl.
Master Hand groaned. "This is one of the worst stereotypes ever." He remarked.
Yoshi wrapped his arms around the back of his head. "Well, at least this chapter actually involved me." He closed his eyes and sighed. "It's not like this chapter is going to cut off to random bullshit that doesn't involve me in any way or-"
Kurama is standing in the hallway, around being all bishy. Suddenly, a red sailor from Sailor Moon pops up. It's Jupiter.
"Kurama!" She squealed, as she jumps and glomps Kurama. Kurama is left blank.
Jupiter squealed. "I wuv my fox demon!"
Goombella appears and takes out her book. "Tattle!" She says, as she starts to search information on Jupiter. She reads aloud, "Jupiter...her name is Makoto Hino, she has huge crushes on anybody that's cute an reminds her of her old boyfriend. She really is giving the squeeze on poor Kurama there."
Kurama groans and says, "But..what about...my other love?"
Kuwabara sighs and says, "Look, just pull your pinky finger like this and if we see a red string then that means ther's a love connection between you and Jupiter. if there isn't, then Jupiter will let you go, okay?"
Kurama shrugs. "Okay," he says, as he pulls on his pinkie and sees the red string.
"Nooo!" Kurama shouts.
Yoshi growled angrily. "I saw what you did there," He shouted up at the skies, referring to the author. "And it's not funny! I don't like being cut off, you-"
To Be Continued! Next chap is...the Birdo Mountains! Woot! ...Who honestly says that? Woot? How embarrassing.