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Night 4
"Hmm, now who should I write to this time?" Parakarry pondered, as he perched atop the bunk-bed in his room. He didn't really need a bunk-bed, but the bottom bed folded up into a nice sofa, which he enjoyed having in case he had company, since his house was only three rooms: a main room, a kitchen, and a bathroom. With this kind of bed, he didn't need to have a separate guest room or living room. Suddenly, someone knocked on his door. "Come in," he muttered absently. As the guest began to slowly creak open the door, Parakarry realized his mistake: who else but a mafia member could be calling on him at 2 am? "Aye, no need to worry, Little Seabean. Tis only me." "Oh, phew. Glad to know that, Admiral…" "But, it is awfully strange, in'it, for you to be telling people to c'mon in at such a late hour, in'it not, Seabean? Whai, one would'a thought you were expectin' some'un." "No, not, not expecting anyone, sir. Just absentmindly thinking, not realizing the time." "Aye, o'course ye were." Admiral Bobbery nodded. "But I is more cleverer than that 'ere. I knows what ye 'ave been up to. Ye act all innocent, eh, but ye act'ally work for the Mafia. I's seen it all befere. Ye think no one'd suspect ye, bein' all innocent and young. Well, I's seen young'r children than ye working for the baddies, yes I 'ave." "Admiral!" Parakarry proclaimed. "How could you even consider something so absurd?! …Have you been skipping out on your medicine lately?" "I need no medicine but the Rum they sell down in Rougeport! Why, for suggestin' that, ye must be Mafia, I'm sur'af it!" "Admiral, be reasonable…" "Aye, my life can be spared for something as heroic as this, young fellow! Don't underestimate- cough- me!" "Your life? Surely, you don't mean-!" "Ah, I see ye've caught on! S'pose I don't need ta be explainin' meself now. Prepare, young Seabean, for ye life a' crime ta end!" "No, wait! I'm not-" BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. The house was blown into a pile of rubble, as those inside perished along with it.
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Meanwhile, that curious Penguin, Pennington, was once again wandering the world, investigating Mario's kidnapping. Tonight he had no specific target, but he hoped to maybe find a clue or two that could lead to one. "So, what are you looking for?" someone behind him asked. "Oh, just some clues… You know, footprints, hair, anything of that sort…" "I see. I thought you were told to stop investigating?" "No, no. That was just for the one night." "Well, I was under the impression that you were to stop investigating this entire case, Pizza boy." "Pizza boy? Wait, how would you-" "Keekeekee! Was being silenced not enough for you?" Pennington had turned right around to be inches away from one of the most hideous feminine faces he had ever seen. "You!" he proclaimed. "I knew it! You kidnapped Mario! Oh, it was so obvious, I should have known…" "Time to die!" the ancient creature told him, as she shot a very precise "Avada Kedavra" spell at Pennington's head. "What the fuzzle?" Pennington muttered, surprised at such an out-of-story spell being used, as the green light enveloped him, snuffing out any hope of life he had.
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"Well, Sir Bowser, I think we did very well." "Yes, yes, we did! To think, all it took was kidnapping Mario. I wish we'd have thought of that sooner!" "Mama mia!" Mario called from his cage. "You do'a realize that I would'a joined you without all this ridi-iculous'a kida-knapping'a stuff'a? I'm'a sick'a of a good'a life'a!" "Think I care?" Bowser asserted. "All I ever wanted was to live a good, happy life with Peach as my bride! But no, she had to have fallen for you!" "It's true," Kammy Koopa sighed. "Bower's a good guy at heart. Just, well, selfish." "I AM a king, Kammy!" "Well'a Bowser, you can'a have her! I'm'a sick'a of saving'a her all'a the time'a! " "Wait, what? You mean that?" "Of'a course'a! My love'a belongs'a to'a Mrs'a Mowz'a!" "Mrs. Mowz? Really?" "Oh no. Bowser, we have a slight problem…" Kmmy Koopa muttered, pulling Bowser aside. "What is it?" "Well, we kind of, well, um…" "Out with it!" "Well, we killed Mrs. Mowz." "WE KILLED MRS. MOWZ?!" Bowser boomed. "What'a heck'a!" Mario screamed. "You idiot! You just told Mario!" "Whoops." "Gimme'a break'a! Just'a when I've'a found'a true'a love'a, you'a kill'a her! Can't'a you'a ever'a give'a me'a break'a?!" BOOOOOOOOOM. At that moment, the wall of the room smashed open. "Let Mario go!" Bombette screeched. "Bowser! Of course!" Goombario called. "Oh, he's at it again?! What the heck?!" Goombella called fiercely. "Oh, fine. I'll let him go…" Bowser muttered. "I'm used to plans going awry. I know you'll just defeat me anyway…" "What? No fight?! This is so stupid!" Yoshi thrashed. "Quiet, you," Sushie told him. "It's a good thing there's no fight. A bunch of people already died in this rescue, no need to make it more!" As Mario was released, Kooper dashed up to him. "Mario! Are you okay?!" "I'm'a fine'a. Now'a leave'a me'a lone'a." He muttered, stomping off. "Mario, hun, is there something you want to talk about?" Madame Flurrie asked him kindly. "If it makes you feel better, you can help me blow away an obstacle, or something. I know it soothed you." "Oh, come on. He's over you, Flurrie." Vivian told her. "Just because you have something he can squeeze doesn't make you worth his time. Right, Mario?" "What'a ever'a." "Huh. Well, let's go home, before Bowser changes his mind…" Kooper suggested.
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"Oh! Mario! I'm so glad you're okay!" Peach told him, as they arrived at the Twilight Castle. Mario simply ignored her. "What's wrong?" Vivian pulled Peach aside. "He heard about Mrs. Mowz, and the others." "Oh. Wait a second, is he out of his mind? This is Mushroom Kingdom, for god's sake! Mario, can I talk to you? Privately?" "Sure'a." The two wandered into Peach's room. "Mario, all of them will be back." "What? They're'a dead'a!" "What part of Mushroom Kingdom don't you understand? Everyone here has infinite lives." "Oh'a!" Mario's face lit up. "Right'a!" "They should be back in a few minutes. Anything else on your mind? You seem concerned." "No'a, I'm'a o'a'kay'a." "Well, I'm not. Don't think I haven't noticed you and Mrs. Mowz. Remember, our world is rated E…" "Right'a. Sorry'a. I'a don'ta know'a what'a I'a was'a thinking'a… now'a that'a I'a look'a at'a you'a, I'a see'a that'a I'a love'a you'a most'a." "Okay, good… since, there's a slight other issue…" "What'a now'a?" "I'm pregnant." "Oh'a. so'a we'a have'a to'a get'a married'a now'a?" "Wedding's tomorrow." "Ah'a. O'akay'a…"
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And that's the story of what happened. Mario and Peach got Married the next day. Everyone who had 'died' returned safe and sound. And, of course, a wonderful baby was born, to follow in its father's footsteps as a hero of Mushroom kingdom… Well, not exactly. The baby actually fell into a black hole on his journey to the Star Valley, and ended up becoming the modern-day hero known as Anakin Skywalker, who fell to the Dark Side and became Darth Vader, but that's an entirely different story!
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