“Daaad! We’re hungry!” all 8 of the Koopa Kids complained to their father.
“You annoying, spoiled, bratty kids!!! I am sick of this! Every three days you always annoy me by asking for stupid requests like food! I am sick of it!”
“Shut up and get us some food NOW!!! There is a Chinese restaurant really close by, so feed us!”
“Aww, that is my girl. You see, kids,
you could learn something from her! Treat people horrible and you will
get what you want and more! Come on, kids! Let’s go to the Chinese restaurant!”
At the restaurant Bowser and his kids had to wait on a line! Bowser hated waiting for stupid things like other people. They had been waiting for 10 minutes but they still hadn’t ordered yet.
“Hey Iggy,” Lemmy asked.
“Yeah?”
“Have you even wondered about our mom? You know… Have you ever wanted to see her?”
“Oh please! Even if he got to see her, our dad would cheat on her so much we wouldn’t be able to tell who our actual mom was! Besides, I think everyone here except for you and I, of course, have a different mom!”
“Hmmm... That’s interesting. I never thought we all might not all have the same mom!”
“It’s an almost 100 percent scientific guarantee! I mean, look how different everyone is!”
“Ok, the Koopa family! Come take your order!”
“Finally!” said Bowser.
“Sorry sir! We have been very busy lately!”
“Yeah, whatever Mar-” Bowser looked up and saw Mario! “Hey, what are you doing here?”
“Oh, well I got fired from my job as a plumber, and so I got this new gig. You know, it is a really hard job for me because I get to look at all this food and I-” Mario started crying. “I DON’T GET TO EAT ANY OF IT!!!” Mario was now sobbing so hard. “You have any idea how hard it is for me? To look at those noodles and not get one bite?!”
“Oh wow... Stinks to be you and blah, blah, blah. Anyways, give me nine orders of what I usually order.”
“What do you usually order?” Mario asked.
“The usual, duh!”
“Oh yeah, sorry...”
“It’s ok. *COUGHstupidCOUGH*”
“What?”
“Oh nothing, just give me those orders.”
“Okee dokee!”
Five minutes later Mario got nine bags with the usual. “$54 please.” Mario then put out his hand.
“What? What?! 54 dollars? Just for dinner? That’s crazy!”
“No, just for dinner for nine people. The usual is six dollars each!”
“Oh, I see.... Hey Mario, look! It’s a distraction!”
“Where?” Mario then turned around, trying to find the distraction. Then Bowser stole all 9 bags and knocked Mario out, then ran as fast as he could and his kids went along.
When Bowser and his kids got home they all quickly ate the food except for Iggy. “Iggy! What’s wrong with ya, Son? You have barely touched your dinner.”
“Dad?”
“What?”
“This food… It doesn’t taste right...”
“Put some salt on it!”
“No, I mean… You stole this food! It doesn’t feel right to eat it!”
Bowser couldn’t believe what his son was saying. “You are a disgrace to this family!!!”
“Stealing... Does it seriously feel good to you?”
“Yes! Like I said, when you do the wrong thing you will get what you want and more. I got the food, which is what I wanted, and I got it for free! That is the more part.”
“But... But...”
“But what? Spit it out, Iggy!!!” Bowser was getting really mad now. Iggy still didn’t answer him. “Iggy, I am sick of you being against everything I’ve taught you! I have taught you better than that! I have raised all of you brats better than that!”
“Would our mom seriously want us to do this?!”
It then fell silent. No one ever mentioned the kids’ mom around Bowser. The kids did not know anything about her. Nothing. Not even her name. They didn’t even know if they were adopted or not.
“Would she?!” Iggy was seriously asking for it now. “Would your wife or girlfriend or maybe even not that want us to treat people horribly?!”
“Go...”
“Ok.” But Iggy didn’t move.
“Iggy, now!!!” Bowser had never been this mad at any of his kids, and that is saying something.
“Nope!”
“Iggy! I swear, if you don’t get out of here in the next five seconds I’m gonna-”
“Gonna what? Don’t you encourage disrespect, Father?”
Bowser then gave his son an angry glare. “Do you want me to force you to leave?”
Iggy gulped. “N-no sir.”
“Then get out!!!”
“Y-yes, I am sorry for what I did...”
“Just go!”
Iggy then ran as fast as he could to his room. Bowser then stared at all of his remaining children around the table. “Let this be a lesson for all of you. I will never talk about your mom ever. So don’t bring it up. I don’t have to talk about her, I don’t want to talk about her, I will not talk about her, ok? No questions asked.”
“Ugh... Daddy?” Wendy O. asked.
“I said NO QUESTIONS!!!”
“I was just going to say you didn’t eat your fortune cookie!!!” Wendy said, now crying.
“Oooh! Thank you! Ha ha, sorry about that. I do enjoy cookies that tell my fortune. Ok.”
Bowser then ate his cookie and read his fortune, and he then laughed. “Hey guys! Read this! Be warned, you are about to experience the worst week of your existence starting immediately. Ha Ha! How stupid is that?”
Just then the lamp on the ceiling fell
down and landed straight on Bowser’s neck. He couldn’t breathe. “H-help
me!” Bowser, said trying so hard to get one breath. His kids then immediately
got the lamp off. Bowser was breathing hard.
“Thanks,” Bowser gasped.
“Cookie karma!” yelled Lemmy.
“Shut up, Lemmy!!!”
“Dad, you need to, like, seriously chill your butt!”
Before Bowser could say anything he started throwing up the Chinese meal. “Ooooh! That Chinese was horrible!!!” Bowser then puked again.
“I thought it was pretty good!” said Larry.
“H-how are you kids not sick?”
“Cookie Karma!” said Lemmy.
“Lemmy! Oh...” Bowser then puked again.
“Ewww! Soo gross! Like eww! I’m soo leaving here!” said Wendy O, running out.
Just then all of Bowser’s scales got really red. It looked like zits on a reptile. “Aaah! I’m hideous!”
“Wow... Not even one minute yet and
all this happened. I think this is
karma from the cookie.”
“No! No! I can fix this! Maybe some makeup from Wendy will fix it!”
“You’re going to wear makeup?” Morton said chuckling a bit.
“Hey! It’s better than looking ugly!”
“Er...” said Larry.
Bowser just ignored that comment and headed to Wendy’s room. However he forgot that Wendy’s door wasn’t as large as himself so when he ran he hit his head on the frame of Wendy’s door and was knocked out. Then Wendy opened the door.
“What?!” she said, opening the door and without knowing it squishing her dad’s face against the wall.
“Wendy!!!” yelled Larry.
“What?!”
“Dad!”
“What about Dad?!”
Larry pointed to the wall that which Bowser was crushed against.
“Ooooh.”
“You can come back, Iggy! Our dad is knocked out!” Lemmy called. Iggy then ran back to the rest of gang.
“And how long did that fortune cookie say this was gonna last?” Larry asked.
“A week.”
“Wow...”
“What happened?” asked Iggy.
“Daddy opened a fortune cookie and now he is getting a bunch of cookie karma!”
“Ohh, I see, I see...”
“Hey guys! Look at dad’s skin! It keeps on changing colors!” The kids watched as Bowser’s skin was constantly changing.
“Guys, I think this a lot more than just being knocked out!” Larry said, alarmed.
“What do you mean?” asked Morton.
“I think this is serious! Someone call 911!”
Lemmy quickly got the phone. “What number
do you dial for that?” asked Lemmy.
Later the kids were waiting impatiently at the hospital for results on Bowser. A nurse finally came with the results.
“Well?” Iggy asked.
“We can confirm it. Someone poisoned that Chinese food.”