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Chapter 7 Princess Metallica

The world stood still. All noise faded into the ether, and time itself seemed to be at a standstill. Princess Metallica stared at the obstacle course laid out before her. She pushed her gray hair out of her face and adjusted her silver dress. She took a deep breath, counting to five before she let it out.

"Okay. Let's do this."

With that, she broke out into a run. The world faded away as she leaped through the obstacle course, sliding under the objects that were so determined to trip her up and destroying many things with her fists. She bounced on bullet bills, letting out a triumphant yell as she aimed her fist at the blaster, causing it to shatter into a million pieces. As barrels rolled at her from up on a hill, she did backflips in order to avoid them. She made it look effortless, and while it wasn't to tons of people, it was to her. She could do this course in her sleep. She had done it so many times that she more or less had the layout ingrained in her brain and heart.

"YAAH!" Metallica leaped across a pit, landing on a platform made out of question mark blocks. She built up speed across the thin, tiny platform before jumping into the air again. The air rushed around her as she shot forward with the speed of a bullet. She locked her eyes on one thing, the training dummy coming out of a pipe. She readied her fists.

"HYAAH!" She punched the dummy, making its wooden parts turn into splinters and every other part be decimated in an explosion of dust. Metallica stood in place for a little bit, trying to catch her breath. She stood up, her lungs gasping for air. She eventually was able to simmer down, and when she did, she flipped her hair.

"That was fun," she said with a frown. She looked toward a goomba standing at the beginning of the course. This goomba was one of her servants, and he held a stopwatch in front of his face. Metallica walked over to him. "What's my time?"

The goomba looked up at her with sparkling eyes. "Forty-nine seconds."

Metallica did a double-take. "I… I cut my time in half?" She chortled and pushed her hair back. "Oh my goodness, I can't believe it!"

The goomba laughed. "Well, I can. I've seen you train from the very beginning, so I can definitely believe you improving so significantly."

Metallica smiled. "Thank you." She looked back at the obstacle course. She had been practicing on it for a year at this point, but never in a million years would've expected that she'd get a good time on it. After all, she sucked at first! She tripped over her high-heel-wearing feet, getting her dress caught on various obstacles. She had been worse than a novice. She had been worse than a newbie. She had been an embarrassment, a poor representation of what her kingdom, the Metal Kingdom, was capable of.

Not anymore though. She had proven herself, and she couldn't be happier. After all that hard work, all the blood, sweat, and tears… she deserved a reward.

"Hey, Jerry," she said as she turned toward the goomba. "What do you say we have the chefs make a cake to celebrate?"

"Ooh!" Jerry put the stopwatch away with a giddy grin. "That sounds perfect!"

Metallica nodded, and together they walked back to Metallica's castle. The building, which as far as Metallica was concerned was the only building in the whole Mushroom World made of titanium, stood proud and tall on top of a hill. Metallica felt excited about going back to it, because… well, how could she stay silent about her new record? She wanted to tell all of her servants about it! And this wasn't just because she wanted a pat on the back; she had a feeling that such news would inspire confidence in everyone. After all, who wouldn't feel confident knowing their princess could hold her own in a fight?

She and Jerry entered the castle. As they walked down the halls, which were as silver as Metallica's dress and eyes, she saw several servants. She took the time to talk to every single one of them, and these conversations all ended in the exact same way. They all gave Metallica excited smiles, all gave her words of encouragement and pleasure. It was such a nice thing to observe. It really was. And… yeah, it did stroke Metallica's ego a little bit. Not that that was a bad thing; it was just something worth mentioning.

Eventually, Metallica and Jerry got to the kitchen. They asked the chef to prepare a seven-layer chocolate cake, a challenge that they gladly accepted. They went into the throne room with the chef's excited look in mind, and Metallica took a seat on her iron throne. She sat up straight, putting on a smile. Oh man, she couldn't remember the last time she had felt this proud of herself!

"You did a good job today, Your Highness."

"Thanks, Jerry." She giggled and leaned back. "I have to admit, I'm proud of myself."

"As you should be!" Jerry exclaimed. "I mean… forty-nine seconds!"

"I know!" Metallica laughed. "Forty-nine seconds." She looked up at the domed ceiling, constructed out of various precious and sought-after metals. "I think my parents would be proud of me."

Jerry nodded. "Your parents didn't raise a wimp. If they were around today, they would certainly give you some nice words."

"Yeah." Metallica leaned even further back into her throne. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes, marveling at how perfect this day was. Sure, it wasn't over yet, but so far, it had been a FANTASTIC experience. Absolutely fantastic.

"Hey, Princess Metallica?"

Metallica opened one eye. "What is it, Jerry?"

Jerry bit his lip. "I'm not asking this because I want to play down your achievement. Forty-nine seconds is still amazing, and pretty much always will be. But I do have to wonder… given the fact that this kingdom doesn't like to get involved in wars, what's the point of increasing your fighting prowess in an obstacle course?" Metallica blinked, and as she looked at Jerry, she shrunk back. "Sorry, sorry, I know I shouldn't ask."

"No no, it's okay," Metallica adjusted her position. "It is a valid question. And, to be fair…" She chuckled, the sound a little sheepish. "You could argue that there is no point. The Metal Kingdom hasn't been involved in any conflicts for a while, after all. But… I don't know." She shrugged. "Just because I'm a princess doesn't mean I can't be tough. I feel like increasing my strength on the battlefield is… well, I feel like it's doing you guys a favor." She looked Jerry in the eye. "The kingdom expects me to be strong. I want to be strong in every way possible, not just when it comes to political matters."

Jerry gave her an impressed look. "Wow." He chuckled. "I was right on the money when I said your parents didn't raise a wimp."

Metallica chuckled. "Yeah, you were." She paused, looking away to a far-off corner of the throne room. "And I want to show that. I mean…" she sighed. "I know it's been years since their accident, but… I want to honor their legacy. I really do."

Jerry gave her a sympathetic look. "Well, you are, your Majesty. You definitely are. They were good rulers, but… you're great. Outstanding, I guess I could say."

Metallica chuckled and waved her hand in his direction. "Oh, stop it!"

"What? It's true! I remember your parents's reign, and I can say with full confidence that you blew them out of the water. Your policies outshine theirs, you have impeccable fighting skills… you earned the title of our princess."

Metallica's face grew warm as she smiled. "Thank you, Jerry." She beamed. "And let me tell you if this kingdom ever does enter a conflict of any form, I will be first in line to defend it."

"Of course, Your Highness." Jerry chuckled. "Thankfully, I don't see that happening anytime soon…"

"Princess Metallica!"

Metallica and Jerry blinked. A human with hair the color of copper came into the room, wearing the outfit that was only really ever worn by the Metal Kingdom's military. This made alarm bells go off in Metallica's head immediately.

"General Bronze? Is everything okay?"

Despite the fact that General Bronze was trying to appear strong, Metallica was able to see he was sweating. "Battleships from the Koopa Kingdom have been spotted on the horizon."

Metallica's eyes grew wide. "And they're heading our way?" Bronze nodded, causing her to spring up from the throne. "You're joking!"

"Unfortunately, I am not, Your Majesty."

Jerry whimpered and started to shake. "How… why would the Koopa Kingdom be sending battleships our way? Do they want to attack us? They've never attacked us before!"

"No. No they haven't." Metallica took a deep breath and stood up to her full height. "But with that said, we aren't going to let them get the better of us. General Bronze, prepare any weapons we may have."

Bronze cringed. "That unfortunately is a very small number, Princess Metallica."

"I don't care. If the Koopas plan to attack us, then we need to fight back. We don't have much of a choice."

Bronze still cringed but nodded regardless. "Y… yes, Your Majesty."

With that, Bronze left the room. Metallica sighed and looked over at Jerry, who looked ready to pass out. "Don't worry, Jerry. This is the whole reason why I've been training in the first place." She smiled at her servant. "I won't let anything happen to this kingdom."

"You sure?"

Metallica smiled. "I promise."

"Metal Kingdom ahoy!"

Ludwig held back a groan upon hearing the captain call out. Oh great, the Koopas were now closer than ever to starting a conflict that REALLY didn't need to be started. He looked out the window of the cabin, noticing the island that the Metal Kingdom was situated on. It looked so peaceful. It looked like they weren't expecting any sort of conflict from the Koopa Kingdom, which was one hundred percent true. And honestly, Ludwig REALLY wished that they could just leave it alone. Let the citizens of the Metal Kingdom live their peaceful, isolationist lives! Let them be completely undisturbed by Bowser and Bone Mage! They didn't deserve to be harmed! They had done nothing to the Koopas; they definitely didn't need them attacking them.

"You okay, Ludwig?"

Ludwig sighed and turned toward Lemmy. Like the rest of his siblings, Lemmy was looking at the oldest with a concerned shine in his eyes. He didn't blame them for that. He really didn't.

"No, I'm not okay." Ludwig smoothed out his cloak and turned to the other Koopalings. "This is horrible. I can't believe that Bowser thinks this is a good idea." He put his hand on the jasper on his cloak and squeezed it. "I also can't believe I have to give up a date with Aria in order to do this…"

Iggy exhaled. "I perceive what you are communicating. This is just… I don't even know."

"Me neither," said Roy. "I mean, the only good thing that came out of Bowser's alliance with Bone Mage was the party last night. That's it. Everything else is questionable at best and mad dumb at worst."

Ludwig snorted. "Yeah, it is pretty idiotic. Even more so than most of Bowser's hair-brained schemes."

"Yeah. Even I can come up with better plans!" Roy exclaimed. He grunted and shook his head. "It's so weird. Oh, and don't even get me started on that Boo…"

Suddenly, a POP! Sound occurred in the air, and Boo Dude teleported in out of nowhere. Roy shrieked the mother of all shrieks and jumped back. Doused in sweat and looking like he wanted to cry, the rising and falling of his chest was extremely pronounced as he looked upon Boo Dude.

"Dude! Do you have to do that?"

Boo Dude giggled. "First off, it's BOO Dude. I'm not just a regular dude; I'm a boo dude."

Roy didn't look comforted at all by those words. If anything, he looked even more annoyed than before. "Okay, fine, Boo Dude. Why are you here?"

Boo Dude laughed. "Well, for one thing, I have some sick tunes I want to share!" He got out a music player, turned it on, and started rapping along with the beat the music pronounced. "The Metal Kingdom will fall, the Koopas will stand real tall, this Kingdom will never fall!" He laughed, sounding more like a regular boo than he had at any other point so far. "I just can't help but be so filled to the brim with glee, we'll make the princess flee, but we know she won't be free!"

All the Koopalings cringed, and Ludwig didn't blame them. For one thing, he HATED rap. It was easily his least favorite musical genre, as it was extremely easy to mess up. One had to have amazing skills under their belt in order to make a rap not sound cringy. Clearly, Boo Dude had no such skills. It also didn't help that the words he was rapping were obnoxious and made Ludwig's mind think about the attack that the family was going to partake in.

"Okay, okay, that's enough." Ludwig walked over to Boo Dude, who thankfully had finally stopped with his rapping. "We get it; the attack is imminent. We understand that."

"Good!" Boo Dude exclaimed with a grin. "Well… I'll meet you guys up on the deck! Don't dill dally; both Bowser and Bone Mage are REALLY excited about this!"

With that, Boo Dude disappeared. The Koopalings exchanged looks, looks that told everyone with eyes that they'd rather stick their eyeballs out with spoons than follow one of Bone Mage's plans. But… well, they really didn't have a choice in the matter. So, reluctantly, they exited the cabin and went up to the deck.