“I think it would be best if we attacked through the air,” decided Lemmy.  “Does anybody have any other ideas?”

“I say we should attack on land with Goombas and Troopas and Spinies and Lakitus but they are sky attackers but strong and forceful and dangerous and vicious and scary and threatening and-”

“Shut up!” snapped all the other Koopalings.

“That's it!” shrieked Morton, throwing down his copy of the script.  “I am sick and tired of being the pest!  I am sick and tired of my minimal role!  Do you know how many stories I've starred in?  Huh!  Do you?  I think I star in one!  ONE!  AND I'm made out to be a scaredy cat!  SUSAN has more roles than I do!  Nobody likes me!  Does anybody know how many times I've been cut off or told to shut up?  NO!”

The other Koopalings were dumbfounded.  “Sorry,” replied Iggy.

“SORRY?!” snapped Morton.

“Well, what kind of role do you want?” asked Lemmy.

Morton thought for a minute.  “I want to... sing!”

“No! Not that!” shrieked Ludwig.

“Do you have to do that?” asked Wendy.

Morton cleared his throat and began to sing.