Dark Koopa: Hey, it�s people. Hi people!
Audience: Hi.
Dark Koopa: Wait, so all of you could have chosen any greeting, and you all choose hi?
Audience: You don�t deserve varied greetings.
Dark Koopa: What
a unified audience. Anyway, it�s been a while, and it may appear my last
Interview came out
of nowhere, so
allow me to explain some things.
Audience: No.
Dark Koopa: Hey, I�m the boss here! Not like you people paid to see this anyway.
Audience: We want a refund.
Dark Koopa: No refunds!
Audience: Then we�re leaving.
Dark Koopa: Your
unity sickens me. Fine. I don�t care. You�ll just free up more seats, which
means more
tickets, which
means more money. Everybody wins! Except all of you.
(The audience leaves.)
Dark Koopa: Pfft, they�ll come crawling back. Besides, I still have the readers.
Did you like this submission?
Dark Koopa: Hey hey now� The suffering isn�t over yet. The Interview needs to start first.
Silence.
Dark Koopa: So anyway, you may wonder who Rhonda and Coda are.
Lemmy: Are you talking to anybody?
Dark Koopa: Yes, the readers.
(Angelic music plays.)
Lemmy: Ha! You think people actually read your stuff?
Dark Koopa: Yes� Hey, stop laughing!
Lemmy: No.
Dark Koopa: Then can I at least finish while you�re laughing?
Lemmy: Go ahead.
Dark Koopa: You
see, Rhonda is Pura�s mother and some insane witch or something. We had
her on the
show because
Pura would have hit me if we didn�t. As for Coda, he was Metal�s roommate,
so he was easy to
find. Too bad
he�s not a Rex anymore. For that matter, Metal�s not a Yoshi anymore.
Lemmy: You know, there�s a Bio section for a reason.
Dark Koopa: But I�m too lazy.
Lemmy: Not only are you lazy, you�re fat.
Dark Koopa: Am not. Now make me a sandwich.
Lemmy: That sounds familiar�
Flashback�
Susan: Hello.
Dark Koopa: Shut up and make me a sandwich.
***
Thumbs: Yes?
Dark Koopa: Make me a sandwich.
***
Dark Koopa: Make me TWO sandwiches.
Pura: No.
***
Dark Koopa: Make me a sandwich.
Lemmy: No, you make ME a sandwich.
***
Lemmy: Must be why you�re so fat.
Dark Koopa: You never did make me that sandwich.
Lemmy: I�m ordering you on a diet. Go do some sit-ups while I do this Interview.
Dark Koopa: Fine. As long as I get paid.
(Dark Koopa exits.)
Lemmy: Totally
not paying him. Anyhow, welcome to Lemmy�s Interview Show! My guest is
Skeeter,
who has a very...
elusive name.
(The Skeeter walks out.)
Skeeter: Hello�
Lemmy: Hey, you can walk on land?
Skeeter: Yeah, but we prefer not to. Our legs are pretty sensitive.
Lemmy: How are you able to walk on water?
Skeeter: We don�t really walk. We glide.
Lemmy: Don�t correct me!
Skeeter: Rawr?
Lemmy: Rawr!
Skeeter: Anyway.
We can glide because our bodies, especially our legs, are really light,
so we don�t
sink.
Lemmy: Ooh, that makes me wonder. Can you swim?
Skeeter: Err, nope. Others probably can though.
Lemmy: So, you spend all your time on water and you can�t swim? You stupid?
Skeeter: What?
Lemmy: What if someone pushes you underwater?
Skeeter: Never thought of that.
Lemmy: Ha! You have a flaw. All of Dad�s minions have flaws.
Skeeter: Whose side are you on?
***
Dark Koopa: Time for a workout.
(Dark Koopa does a single sit-up.)
Dark Koopa: Whew. Time for a break.
***
Lemmy: Hm, the audience is still gone. Does that mean I can say whatever I want?
Skeeter: I guess.
Lemmy: Great. King Dad is an egotistical moron who smells like a week-old tuna sandwich!
Stupid Cameraman: Um, we�re live in Dark Land.
Lemmy: D�oh!
***
Dark Koopa: All
right, gimme nine cheeseburgers and twelve large fries, extra ketchup.
Oh, and a diet soda. I
need to watch
my weight.
Cashier: �
***
Lemmy: So why would King Dad recruit you to the Koopa Troop?
Skeeter: Well,
we�re a water-based enemy, and Mario tends to have trouble taking those
down without
a power-up. Additionally,
in the two games we appeared in, Mario either had no power-ups, or it was
some
backpack that
sprayed water.
Lemmy: He could still kill you though.
Skeeter: Well
yeah. If we got too close to land, he could jump on us. But otherwise,
there really was no
way.
Lemmy: So what games were you in, and in what areas?
Skeeter: I was in Super Mario 64 and Super Mario Sunshine, in the Wet-Dry World and Bianco Hills respectively.
Lemmy: You sure you ain�t Pond Skaters?
Skeeter: We sort of are. I can�t say there�s really much difference between us besides Pond Skaters being a bit more aggressive. We might as well be the same.
Lemmy: You also kinda look like those orange spiders. You related?
Skeeter: Mhmm.
They�re like our land-based cousins. Unfortunately, Mario usually has no
trouble
beating them,
unlike us.
Lemmy: You related to Piders too?
Skeeter: Nope.
Lemmy: Aww. Now nobody�s gonna convince that one in my room to leave. Now, I got one more question for you� What�s up with your name? You that twin sister Muppet from Muppet Babies? You that ugly puppet from Cousin Skeeter?
Skeeter: Erm, no.
Lemmy: Muuuuuppet Babies! We�ll make all your dreams come true! Muppet Babies! We�ll do the same for youuuuu!
Skeeter: �
Lemmy: What?
Skeeter: Nevermind. Anyhow, one of your questions from earlier makes me wonder something.
Lemmy: Hm?
Skeeter: How does Mario shoot fireballs in the water?
Lemmy: Ooh, you don�t wanna ask that kind of question.
Skeeter: Why not?
Lemmy: Some Nintendo
guy will get angry and erase you from existence, preventing you from appearing
in
any future games.
It�s what happened to Mechakoopas.
Skeeter: Oh�
(Skeeter is hit with a lightning bolt and vanishes.)
Lemmy: Darn. Too late.
Dark Koopa: I�m back! I think you�ll find an improvement.
Lemmy: You�re fatter.
Dark Koopa: Is that not an improvement?
(Suddenly, the
audience rushes into the studio, carrying torches and pitchforks, demanding
refunds or
someone�s going
to get hurt.)
Dark Koopa: Well Lemmy, I guess it�s time to take one for the team.
(The audience surrounds Dark Koopa.)
Dark Koopa: Well, at least no unofficial appeared.
(Pink drops though the ceiling.)
Dark Koopa: Well, this is awkward.
Lemmy: Hmm�
Dark Koopa: Hmm�
Pink: Hmm�?
Dark Koopa and Lemmy: That audience said they don�t like Yoshis!
Pink: What?!
(The audience is pummeled.)
Dark Koopa: Ah, nostalgia.
Lemmy: Guess someone was hurt after all.
Nintendo Guy: End transmission.
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