The Defective Robot

Finished by Antwan, originally by Larry Koopa

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Bowser walked into the dungeons, looking at his choldren in disgust. He was covered in ashes. "Well, I hope you're happy, Iggy!" yelled Bowser. "Your robot ruined my plans!"

"What?" said Iggy. "But how?"

"Well, it went like this..."
 

Bowser happily responded to the letter by joining the golf course. Bowser arrived at the first tee. Bowser was dressed in a geeky sweater with the blackest cleats you would ever see. He was equipped with his lucky clubs and some golf balls. One of those was a seeker ball that would hit Mario and explode. Peach was in the audience, waving to Mario. He looked at Mario with delight, knowing his plan would work and that Mario was wearing the stupidest clothes ever. A Shy Guy flew by in his sight.

"Windy day we're having, huh?" said Bowser.

"Sure is. Well, Bowser, get ready for the first tee-a," said Mario. "Watch me and you'll learn something."

Mario aimed with a 1W club and hit his ball with a slight draw. It was the longest shot Mario had done and it landed on the edge of the green. Mario walked ahead to the green and took out his putter. He aimed carefully and hit with some power. The ball landed in the hole and everybody clapped.

"Mamamia, an eagle!" said Mario. "Beat that!"

After fourteen contestants, Bowser was up next. He was sleeping on the grass, dreaming that his plan was working perfectly. Then someone shook him and told him he was up next. Bowser took out a walkie-talkie and told the Monty Moles to be ready when Peach tried to run. When he walked up to his seeker ball, he noticed somebody in the audience. It was the robot that Iggy had bought. The robot rushed up to Bowser amidst confusion among the members of the audience. "Hello, you double-crossing mutant turtle with a plan to blow up Mario and capture Peach!" said the robot with pride.

The audience was starting to get angry. "Heh-heh," said Bowser, embarrassed. "I don't have a plan."

The robot then used its scanner to scan Bowser with a green light. Then the robot kept saying, "False! False!"

The audience ran and Mario took Peach away from the tournament to save her. Bowser was really angry at the robot; so angry that he wanted to tear him to pieces. He slashed the robot and the robot didn't look too happy about it.

"Extreme abuse initiated," said the robot in a disoriented tone. "Self-destruction sequence in 5... 4... 3... 2... 1..."

Then Bowser simply said, "Oh boy..."

KABOOM!!! The whole golf course was engulfed in an explosion...
 

"And, that's what happened, Iggy. You'll be staying here with your siblings for a month for this!" said Bowser.

"But why are they in here?" questioned Iggy.
 
"Because, I want them to mad at you in here, so they'll tick you off for a month. After all, they will be sore at you, since it was your fault for buying that... thing in the first place!"

Iggy tried to explain why he'd bought the robot, but Bowser interrupted and said, "Save it. I don't want to hear your lame excuses. It's not like it wanted you to become its slave if you didn't buy him! This discussion is over." And just like that, Bowser left.

The other Koopalings stared at Iggy with a mean look on their faces. "But... but..." Iggy started to say.

"BUT NOTHING!" said the others as they leaned forward towards where Iggy was tied up. "Ow! Ow!" said Iggy, as he kept falling onto his face. Somehow he would have to survive this for a whole month!

The End

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