Yoshizilla-Rhedosaurus: This is basically just filler shit. So yeah, it gets a whole chapter to itself. That I combined. Why? Because it leads into a racing saga that was meant to be the last one, but essentially went nowhere. Which is kind of disappointing when it comes down to it, but eh, that's what different perspective separated by years does to you, folks. Word count doesn't mean a thing for quality, anyway. And even though it's somewhat pointless, I kept the R.O.B. chapter as a part for this particular chapter because he's one of the best things to happen to Nintendo, let alone Smash Bros and video games in general. Enjoy!
Master Hand lets out a sigh as he looks up. All of the racers have arrived at last, but it was still daunting that Doctor Ivo 'Eggman' Robotnik has taken over the grand prix. Sighing, Master Hand turned to Crazy Hand. "I can't keep this a secret no longer, Crazy Hand."
Crazy Hand glanced at his brother. "What do you mean, Master Hand?"
Master Hand only sighed. "We have to do something, we can't keep this a secret no longer." He then looked up at the announcing booth, and at the groups of racers that talked with each other. Growling, Master Hand floated to the group of racers. "Attention, everyone!"
The racers all looked up at Master Hand, knowing that he had something important to announce.
Master Hand pointed at the announcer's booth. "We all know, unfortunately, that Dr. Eggman and his bad robot flunkies own the grand prix, but I have a hunch how to get it back...follow me!' He then teleported into the announcers' booth, much to Dr. Eggman and his flunkies' surprise. The racers all ran into the announcer's booth, except for the giant racers, who stood around it, peering inside.
Dr. Eggman gasped, but he then started to chuckle. "Ohohohoho! How may I help you ladies and gentlemen?" He asked, putting his right hand on his hip.
Master Hand muttered angrily, "Doctor Ivo Eggman Robotnik, the racers and I, along with my fellow helpers, will not stand for this! This is suppose to be the Yoshi Kart Grand Prix, not the Eggman Grand Prix!" He pointed at the audience. "There is no way that the audiences will be pleased with this one bit, and what's worse, they could suffer what would happen if things continued like this!"
Dr. Eggman raised his right eyebrow. "Well, if you're really that desperate, then I propose the only solution." He chuckled and folded his arms. "All of the racers will race against myself and my robots. I'll pick the racecourse."
Master Hand and the racers all murmured, as did the eager audience, who were worrying.
Dr. Eggman paused, and then, raising his right index finger in the air, he finally proclaimed with a soft tone in his voice, "In Outer Space, it is there where we will race. Within my Death Egg, all through the open vessel's leg. Out there, ride through the Rainbow Road, and if you survive, make sure to save your Toads."
Yoshi stared blankly at Dr. Eggman. "Why are you rhyming?"
Dr. Eggman shook his fist at Yoshi. "Give me a break! It's hard to think up a good rhyme while talking." He cleared his throat and then started again, "Anyway, after clearing through the Rainbow Road... you will travel through Outer Space itself. And if you manage to reach the warp portal before me..." He opened his eyes and smiled, "Then you win, and I'll be happy to hand the grand prix back to you. Is it a deal?" He stuck out his right hand.
Master Hand hesitated for a few brief moments, but he nodded (if that's even possible, which it is not) and shook hands with Dr. Eggman. "It...is agreed, then." Was all he said, before teleporting out of the announcer's booth.
As all of the racers left and went back to the Yoshi Kart McDonald's Hotel to rest up for the next, and possibly final, race, Dr. Eggman stayed in his place, chuckling to himself, with Scratch and Grounder joining in.
This next race is going to be fun, indeed, Dr. Eggman thought to himself, smiling with confidence, I'll have my badniks take special care of the racecourse, indeed...
Yoshi sighed as he placed his hands on his face, shaking his head as he sighed, pacing back and forth in the garage of the giant building that housed the hotel and McDonald's.
"I get the feeling that this story is being tinkered with again..." Yoshi remarked as he glanced up to see Dr. Hoshi standing by the vehicle that they normally rode in together.
"Whatever do you mean, mah boi?" Dr. Hoshi asked as he approached Yoshi, placing his hands on the green dinosaur's shoulders.
Yoshi sighed as he closed his eyes, shaking his head. "Oh, it's probably just the fact that the author regrets writing this story and stuffing it with filler. That's all." He then moved his hands around as he faced Dr. Hoshi. "That, and I don't think we'll actually really save this whole grand prix from Eggman, but rather it'll convert back to how it was..."
"...I can't blame you for that, Yoshi." Dr. Hoshi remarked as he and Yoshi decided to fine tune the Turbo Yoshi, just in case. "Especially considering that this was originally planned as the grand finale for Yoshi Kart."
Meanwhile, in a place not too far from the prehistoric race courses on Dinosaur Land, a certainly familiar robot by the name of R.O.B. (Robotic Operation Buddy) was lying on the damp, muddy ground. He got up, and shook his head, looking around to see that he was in the middle of a tropical jungle. He scanned the area for any other inhabitants, but instead, he found a strange blue aura that formed several feet away from him in the northwestern direction.
"ROB... are you awake? Are you fully operational?" Asked the strange voice that surrounded the aura.
ROB stared several moments at the blue aura, and his eyes flashed a bright red. "Yes. Is there something you request of me to do?"
The blue aura came closer to ROB, continuing, "Well, you have been knocked out cold for several days since. Do you remember what has happened to you before your collapse?"
ROB looked down at the muddy ground, and took some time to thought. He sighed, his red eyes turning back to black, "Well... I am not really sure. I can only vaguely remember..."
"ROB, Baby Luigi, hold on tight, because this is going to be close!" Baby Mario shouted as he tried to make a smooth slide on the sharp right curve of the dirty path, mud hitting the side of the red wagon. The toddler was swerving to the left as he tried to avoid getting hit by the thorns that stuck out from the brushy bushes on both sides, and as he turned towards the right, he accidentally slipped on a banana peel, and the whole wagon started spinning. Baby Mario and Baby Luigi all screamed while ROB flailed his arms around like crazy, the wagon roughly going over a large bump and into the thorn-infested bush.
As Baby Mario tried to steer the wagon out, ROB fell off the wagon and managed to get out of the thorn-infested bush, landing face first into the muddy ground. Baby Luigi grabbed a red fireball and used it on the bottom of the wagon, igniting the bush into red-and-yellow flames as Baby Mario sped the wagon out, making a sharp slide around ROB and then swerving to the left, heading towards the right and going forwards to the exit of the tropical jungle, heading back to the Waterwind Valley's main road.
ROB then looked back at the blue aura, upon remembering what has happened. ROB then told the blue aura, "That was the last thing I could remember from that incident. Do you know where those young ones are?"
The blue aura nodded, but it moved around ROB as it explained, "Yes, but first, before you go and meet up with them again, you need to have some training. I'm afraid that your friends have been pulled in a tight situation, and you cannot be able to go up on the task being like this..."
ROB only nodded in agreement. The Robotic Operating Buddy has already known how he was trampled, tossed about, and injured by the many obstacles in this crazy racecourse. Understanding that he can improve much greater through training, the robot looked at the blue aura and stated in a confident, obviously robotic tone of voice, "All right, I am ready. Take me to the place where I need to train."
The blue aura moved up and down, stating shortly afterwards, "Good. Now let us leave this place and head to some perfect training spots outside of this planet. Let the training montage begin." With that said, the blue aura surrounded ROB, and within a flash, both it and ROB have disappeared from the muddy spot in the tropical jungle of the Waterwind Valley...
Much later on, all of the racers at the Yoshi Kart McDonald's Hotel were silent, worrying of what would happen to them in the next race against Dr. Eggman and his cronies. Master Hand, Crazy Hand, and Taj have created a new list, for the racers that survived the Turbo Traffic City race after Dr. Eggman changed the Yoshi Kart Grand Prix into the Eggman Grand Prix.
Master Hand sighed, floating next to his brother Crazy Hand. "It's become a lot worse ever since Eggman took over...we lost racers, the audience is now worried and we have their concern, and what's worse, what will become of us if Eggman wins?"
Taj and Crazy Hand were both silent, only looking at each other, and then at Master Hand.
Master Hand sighed again, and he turned around, going into the balcony of his office, looking out at the night horizon, and then staring up at the starry sky. "Hrmm... where exactly in space is this next race going to be? I'm afraid Eggman may have something up his sleeve with this one..."
Eggman chuckled, tapping his fingers together. "Hmmhmmhmmhmm...this will be a fun race...in space..." He then started to cackle evilly, and he looked out from the announcers' booth, staring up at the night sky, preparing for the next race.