《What If Bowser Died?》If Bowser died...Luigi would join a biker gang
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THNX! This idea came from: BestAuthorInTheWorld (warning: I tweaked it a bit! ;))
(Scene: Castle in Sarasaland)
(Daisy is in the throne room, speaking to some of her attendants)
Attendant: (from the other end of the hall) Your Highness? Visitor for you.
Daisy: A visitor? Huh, I wasn't expecting anyone. But let them in.
(Attendant leaves and then reappears, escorting Waluigi behind him)
Daisy: Waluigi! What are you doing here?
Waluigi: Well, I... I was in the neighborhood 'nd I... (Thrusts a bouquet of flowers at Daisy) I wanted ta bring these for ya.
Daisy: Oh, wow! Daisies! My favorite! Thank you! (sniffs them)
Waluigi: (blushing) Well, now that Bowser's gone and everythin's all kosher, I thought I... I thought we'd... Ya know. Go inta town. Take a look around. Didn't'cha wanna buy a new dress or somethin'?
Daisy: Are you asking me on a date, Waluigi?
Waluigi: (severely embarrassed) Not a date! Just a friendly outin', like. Just two people gettin' to know each other, see?
Daisy: Kinda sounds like a date to me. But since you went through all the trouble to bring these to me... (shrugs) Sure, why not? Let me just get my jacket. (Sends off an attendant to get her cloak.)
(A sudden rumbling shakes the floor. Daisy and Waluigi look around as the sound of motorcycle engines flood the hall, growing closer and closer.)
Waluigi: What in blazes?
(The throne room door busts open, an a line of motorbikes, led by Wario, roars into the room, engines revving as they surround Daisy and Waluigi in a circle of motorbikes. A mixture of Dry Bones, Boos, Koopas, and Hammer Bros ride the bikes, and they all cut off their engines and take off their helmets at the same time.)
Wario: Evenin', folks.
Daisy: Wario! How dare you barge into my castle like this without my permission! How did you get in?
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Wario: Waddn't hard. We just rode over those puny little guards ya posted at the gates.
Daisy: What!
Wario: Don't worry, they're fine. (Grins at Waluigi) Nice ta see ya again, bro.
Waluigi: What's the meanin' of this, Wario?
Wario: (raising his hands) Don't blame me. One of my new prospects has got a flea in his fur, and it happens to be you, bro. So when we heard you were gonna be in Sarasaland today, we'd thought we'd drop on by, settle this, as part of his initiation.
Daisy: "Initiation"? What is this, a motorcycle club?
Random Dry Bones: We're the Bowser Boys!
Random Boo: Long live Bowser!
Daisy: How is it Bowser's manipulating stuff from the grave?
Waluigi: No need to be involvin' Daisy in this prospect business, bro. Let me and this prospect handle this beef outside.
Wario: Sorry bro, but Daisy's invovled as much as you are. (Turns on his bike seat and yells at the door) GET IN HERE, PROSPECT!!
(The vroom vroom of a motorcycle can be heard somewhere out the hall. Waluigi steps in front of Daisy, getting ready for a fight.)
(Then Luigi flies onto the room, his motorbike lifted into a wheelie. The surrounding motorcyclists cheer at his entrance, but halfway across the floor, Luigi suddenly loses control of his bike, and both go spinning across the linoleum.)
(Waluigi and Daisy dive out of the way as Luigi and his bike slam into the throne room fountain, launching Luigi across the room and into the opposite wall.)
Daisy: (squealing) Oh my gosh! Luigi!! Are you okay?
(A couple of the Bowser Boys pull Luigi out of the wall and bring him back into the bike circle.)
Luigi: (stomping up to Waluigi) I'm-a fine. (Points a finger in Waluigi's face) You! I've-a got a bone to-a pick with a-you!
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Waluigi: This is yer new prospect?
Wario: What? He's good with a bike...most of the time.
Daisy: Luigi, what's going on?
Luigi: (still glaring at Waluigi) You've-a stolen my-a lady friend, that's what's-a goin' on!
Daisy: (blushing) Luigi!
Luigi: Ever since Bowser-a died, Daisy-a doesn't think I'm-a cool anymore, because I-a don't help my brother fight a-him!
Waluigi: Ain't no need to go blamin' the dead, Green 'Stache. It ain't Bowser's fault yer a weakling.
Luigi: (enraged) I'm-a not a a-weakling! (Turns and points back to his cut, which displays the Bowser Boys logo) I'm-a cool! I'm in a a-motorcycle club!
Waluigi: What does that hafta do wit -
Luigi: And-a now, I'm going to-a win Daisy back! (palms glow with green flame) I'm-a going to show her that I'm-a awesome!
(The surrounding Bowser Boys begin to cheer loudly)
Bowser Boys: PROSPECT, PROSPECT, PROSPECT!
Wario: That's right, Green 'Stache, get 'im! If you win, you're officially part of the MC!
Waluigi: (pulling out his tennis racket) Bring it, shorty! But be warned: I was a kick-butt assist trophy in Brawl and Super Smash Bros 4!
Daisy: Wait a second! Guys? Can't we talk about this?
(Waluigi and Luigi get into an epic brawl, exchanging powerful blows at the speed of light. The Bowser Boys cheer as Luigi becomes engulfed in green flames, and Waluigi wacks and smacks with his tennis racket.)
(Finally Luigi lobs a huge green fireball at Waluigi, who smacks it back at him. The fireball singes Luigi from head to foot, completely ruining his biker outfit.)
Luigi: Gahh! My a-cut!!
(The Bowser Boys begin to boo Luigi)
Waluigi: Well, prospect? Got any fight left in ya?
Luigi: You-a... You-a... (Flees the room, sobbing) You-a meanie!
Daisy: Luigi, wait!
Waluigi: Looks like ya lost a prospect, bro.
Wario: Hmph, well, maybe it's all fer the best. 'Tween him crashin' that bike and you burnin' his cut ta smithereens, it woulda cost ma treasury a fortune to replace that stuff!
Daisy: Well, if you guys are done humiliating poor Luigi, would you mind getting the heck out of my castle?
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A/N: Was the ending lame? I couldn't drag out it too much. Anyway, I hope you liked it! As always, suggestions for future installments are welcome, as well as suggestions of how to tweak the ones I've already written (if you seriously think they're that lame).
Note: In case you didn't recognize some of the vocab in this Sunday's installment:
1. "Cut": kind of a leather vest all the club members wear that displays their club logo on the back
2. "MC": Short for Motorcycle Club
3. "Prospect": a new recruit in a motorcycle club; not officially in the club yet
I've been watching too much Sons of Anarchy ^_^ Correct me if I'm wrong, and thanks for reading!
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