[thatmariolover]

Haha. That's awesome dude! Sorry it took me a while to get around to reading your post. I really did enjoy it though. If I find one of mine I might post it. I think I've got a Mario story somewhere around here I wrote in 7'th grade.

-Edit-Here it is-

Sunlight filtered through the small window of the Pipe House onto a large red sausage; or at least what appeared to be a large red sausage. As a matter of fact, it wasn’t a sausage at all; but a large, pasta gorged plumber named Mario who happened to be lazily wasting the day sleeping. This, to Mario’s extreme disappointment, came to an abrupt end when a small bird repeatedly rapped on the window; announcing the arrival of the early edition paper with an important note attached to it.

ATTN:
To all those of able body and will (at this point, Mario looked down at his pot belly and nearly threw away the letter – but read on anyway):
The Princess of Mushroom Kingdom has been kidnapped! Because all of our knights are currently indisposed with other tasks (tax collecting no doubt – thought Mario to himself), we request that somebody volunteer to help regain the princess from the clutches of the evil Bowser – King of the Koopas.

Rewards are non-negotiable, and will include a supply of mushrooms and tax exemption for the rest of the subject’s natural life. Please, in the name of Mushroom Kingdom, help us!

Mario set the letter on the table next to his small hammock (which happened to be made from lashed pasta noodles - go figure). Rubbing his eyes, and washing his face in the nearby water basin, he grabbed the note and moved to the next room where his brother Luigi was quietly looking over a pipe diagram he had been designing of late.

“So you actually decided to get up,” asked Luigi in a thick (almost fake sounding) Italian accent. “I thought you might sleep in there forever.”

“Don’t think I wouldn’t have either – If it weren’t for the letter that came,” replied Mario. Stifling a yawn with one hand, he handed the notice to his brother with the other.

“Mama Mia!!!” cried Luigi exuberantly. “The Mushroom Kingdom Pizza Parlor is having a two for one special!”

“The other side of the note, look at the other side!” said Mario – wroth with frustration.

Luigi flipped over the note and read expectantly. “Holy buttery breadsticks, Mario!” Shouted the green clad plumber. “We have to save her!”

“Well obviously,” Mario retorted. “But how are we going to do that?”

“I don’t know Mario,” Luigi said, “maybe we should try the local Castles, other than the King’s of course. I think there are eight of them, but they’re hard to get to!”

“No worries there,” stated the talking red sausage man, “I keep an emergency mushroom stash just for cases like this!”

And so the two stalwartly brothers embarked on their journey. Not quite knowing what they would get themselves into.
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The flashback ended and Mario found himself on his back in a hot Dungeon. He looked around, trying to gather his bearings. Finally it all came rushing back to him. He had passed out after being hit by a bob-omb from behind. He found himself puzzled over the flashback. He hadn’t thought of that day in a long while. It was the day that made him more than just a plumber; more than just a brother. He was the protector of Mushroom Kingdom - and Luigi of course helped a little here and there.

Mario went to straighten his hat and found only hair. He looked around the dirty floor and saw a patch of red in the far corner of the room. He lifted himself and made his way over. The hat was slightly scorched but looked good considering what it had been through. He wiped the sweat from his brow with a sleeve and placed his hat on his head.

Making his way to the door, Mario prepared himself. Through that - was Bowser; he knew it, he could feel it. After fighting him so many times, he had developed an awareness – now honed to razor precision. He gathered his courage and made himself take one step after the other. He arrived at the door sooner than he had hoped, but it was now or never. He pushed open the door and stepped through.

Nothing in his wildest imagination could have prepared him for the chamber that now surrounded him. A large round dome lined with the bones of thousands of creatures gathered from every nook and cranny of the world lined the outer walls as a support structure. The bones glowed from the lava flowing through them as blood flows through veins. Mario’s eyes darted from the far wall where Luigi and Toadstool were both unconscious and chained – to the large throne holding the biggest ugliest beast of them all: Bowser.

“MARIO!!!” Bowser’s infuriated cry echoed through the spacious cavern. “You should have stayed down – but you just couldn’t could you? You had to ruin my party again, didn’t you!?”

Mario tried not to look too pleased with himself (it isn’t every day you get to pay your arch enemy back – and this time he intended to pay him back in full). He whirled into action, chomping on a Mushroom. The effect was immediate: his size tripled and although he still wasn’t as big as Bowser, the size difference was at least not quite as noticeable.

Bowser drew a deep breath, and where he exhaled the ground was scorched. He ran at Mario (as best as a half ton lizard can run) quickly closing the distance between them.

Mario quickly dodged under Bowser’s legs and grabbed his tail. Bowser gave it an angry flick and sent his pasta loving foe sprawling. Mario quickly gathered himself from the ground and looked around for anything that could help him, but there was nothing. He turned around to face his enemy with bared fists only to see Bowser - feet from him and coming fast. He couldn’t help himself; he fell back in cowering terror. At the last moment before impact something collided with Bowser, hard. It was his brother in green, the underdog.

Gathering himself up he noticed Luigi was now being smothered by a giant lizard with a bad case of halitosis. Rushing to his brother’s side, he flung Bowser 12 paces across the cobblestone floor. The great King of the Koopas roared with such force that Mario’s skull vibrated.

That’s when he heard the cry: “Mariooooooooo!!!!!!!” It was one of those shouts that you always hear from girls. One of those “drop-what-you’re-doing-right-now-and pay-attention-to-me” type cries. He looked to his right and saw Toadstool. “Here,” she shouted at him – tossing a small star shape object at him. He recognized it immediately, but apparently so did Bowser.

The two both caught sight of it at the same time - each doing a double take between the others face and the star. There was nothing else to do, Mario ran like he’d never ran before – only to be met by Bowser’s backhand. He flew a full 10 feet before making contact with the ground again. Mario watched as Bowser made to reach for the star; however all he got in his outstretched claws was a brown boot and a shred of green legging. As Luigi touched the star the effect was immediate – Bowser flew as if he had been holding a power transformer that had been off, but suddenly turned on.

Thick black tendrils of smoke, like fingers of death, floated from Bowser’s blackened body. Tearing his eyes away, Mario took a gloved hand from his brother, pulled himelf up, and returned to the matter at hand. Freeing the Princess – they made their way to a shimmering portal. Only to hear – “We’re sorry. Our Princess is in another castle. Haha… Just Kidding…”