Bowser Jr: Normally, we start the show with some random craziness started by an under-sized, over-hyped Koopa lunatic-
Jr. of Doom: HEY! I resemble that!
Bowser Jr: Like so. But today, we'd like to start off with a serious message. Dad?
Bowser: Thanks. Now everybody wants to be cool, drinking sometimes can be ok, but when you take it too far and then drive, bad things can happen. *takes out Chuckola Cola* DON'T DRINK AND DOUBLE JUMP! You never know when you'll randomly squish someone, ESPECIALLY MY MINIONS! FIVE COINS A YEAR AIN'T CHEAP!!!
Bowser Jr: ... Yeah right. Anyway, seriousness over. ON WITH THE INTERVIEW!!
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Petey Piranha: *sniff* Hrm...
Jr. of Doom: What are you blubbering about, Pansy-Head?
Petey Piranha: I just miss my cousin Dino Piranha. :(
Jr. of Doom: Dino Piranha?! Where have I heard that name before...?
(Flashback)
Dino Piranha: HEY! Gimme back my egg!
Jr. of Doom: NEVAHS!
Dino Piranha: *gets out egg-whisker* Don't force me to make a hard-shelled omelet...
Jr. of Doom: O_o Um...
(Jr. of Doom gives back the egg.)
Jr. of Doom: Merry Christmas... Heh heh heh.
(Dino Piranha kicks Jr. of Doom into the Good Egg Galaxy.)
Dino Piranha: Wait... *looks down* Darn it, he stole my pants too!
(End 'o Flashback)
Jr. of Doom: Good times... Gooood times. *gets out huge, spotted pants* Heh heh heh heh.
Petey: >.> Um... Ok. So anyways, I don't know where he lives! I want to send him a letter.
Jr. of Doom: Try googling it.
Petey: Of course! ... What's google?
Jr. of Doom: ... Why don't you get breakfast, and I'll start up the computer.
One egg yolk cleaning later...
Petey Piranha: Wooo... 500,0000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,001,111.1 search results. Pretty big... Wait a sec, what's this one? www.peteypiranhaisaBIGFATLOSEEER.com/jrofdoomruleslololololol! And the description says: Haha. What a loser! His diary says he always thinks of his love Bow everyday... and he thinks Jr. of Doom is a-
Jr. of Doom: UMMMM! LET'S LOOK AT THE NEXT LINK!!!
(He starts drowning in sweat and puts scuba gear on.)
Jr. of Doom: Gbooooob Ebbeeeeggg Gbaaalllaaaxby?
Petey Piranha: Good Egg Galaxy?
Boo: Good Egg Galaxy?
Petey Piranha: Where'd you come from?
Boo: Um… The kitchen. The eggs aren't looking so good in this galaxy.
Petey looks in the kitchen and sees he put the eggs in the toaster... again.
Petey: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-
5 hours later and a trip to another Galaxy later...
Petey: -OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Ooooooh. Here we are. ^^
Jr. of Doom: I swear ,if I hear O one more time I will go on a KO'ing spree.
Petey: Oh, ok, I'll stoooop. Oh my god looooook!
(Jr. of Doom gets out an AK-47.)
Boo: No, seriously, Jr. look!
Dino Piranha: Blaaaarlg BLAAAAAART! (HEEEEEY! COUSIN!)
Petey: Blooamf Bloo-bla-bla-BlaCkon-Blabo? (Where have you been all this time?!)
Dino Piranha: Blafoob Bleebo Blop... (Looking for my pants...)
Petey: *rolls non-existent eyes* (Hey, do you want to go for an Interview?)
Dino Piranha: (No thanks, but I know someone who will!)
Boo: Wow, interesting conversation.
Jr. of Doom: But... all they’re saying is BLA.
Boo: No, no no... I heard this in the houses of Parliament, so it must be classy.
Jr. of Doom: Suuuuure it is. -_-
(Suddenly a hover-limo zooms onto the scene and a huge, furry, clawed hand smashes out the window.)
Boo, Shroob, Jr. of Doom, Bowser Jr, Petey, and Crew: Oooo errr....
The limo starts to wobble, the door slowly opens, and out comes...
Major Burrows: Yo, everybody! Welcome to my sweet galaxy... Dig? (Da dum chhh)
Dino Piranha: (But this is MY galaxy...)
Major Burrows: Dang. I'm always getting lost with the help of my “always helpful minions, THANK-YOU-VERY-MUCH!”
(Some nervous shuffling is heard from within the limo.)
Jr. of Doom: Anyway, let's have an Interview!
Major Burrows: Sweeeeet.
Dino Piranha: (Ok... First question 'o questioness: Why wear that hat? You’re strong enough, aren't you?)
Major Burrows: Yeah, true. But these spiky hats are the fashion for this millennium!
Jr. of Doom: (under his breath) Not this Galaxy... I can hope.
Major Burrows: Hrmmm...
Jr. of Doom: *ahem* Anyways, why do you come up when Mario ground pounds the floor?
Major Burrows: Good question, egg-head. These hats look cool, but they make our small ears INCREDIBLY sensitive. We can't bare the sound of him smashing the ground, so we gotta get out quick!
Dino Piranha: (Right... Ok, number 3, was that you in Toy Time Galaxy shooting on that tower?)
Major Burrows: Nope, it was my top minion's brother's sister's step-cousin's aunt's nephew's daughter's son's uncle. That answer your question?
Dino Piranha: (A bit too much... Talking about that shooting tower-thingy, how'd you get those FLUDDs to shoot fire?)
Major Burrows: FLUDDs? Oh, those thingies. They were already there, so we just left them in.
Jr. of Doom: Weird...
Meanwhile at E. Gadd's Lab...
Professor E. Gadd: Mwahahahaha! Let's see if you can be the hero with a fire-FLUDD, Mario! Mwahahaha!
Back to the world of some sanity...
Jr. of Doom: So... why do those moles work for you?
Mole Minion #1: One, we hate people invading our space, and Mario was walking all over us! Two, Major Burrows is our older brother. :) Jr. of Doom: So you’re FAMILY?!
Mole Minion #2: What did he just say, moron?
Jr. of Doom: Aw shut up. Anyways, so do you work for Bowser or not?
Mole Minions: NEVAHS!
Mole Minion #3: We know what he did to our relatives the Monty Moles and Rocky Wrenches, we don't wanna be stepped on!
Jr. of Doom: ... But you were.
(Tumbleweed passes by and hits the cameraman in the eye.)
Barry Scott: HI! I'M BARRY SCOTT, HAVE YOU TRIED CINNIT TUMBLEWEED?! BANG AND THE AWKWARD SILENCE IS GONE... BECAUSE OF ME, AN ANNOYING RANDOM ADVERTISING GUY! YAAAAAAAY!
Cameraman: ... Right.
(He chucks the tumbleweed in Barry Scott's eye.)
Barry Scott: BANG! AND I'M GONE! *blows up*
(BOOOM!)
Major Burrows: O_o I see...
Jr. of Doom: Just two more quick questions before the cameraman sues us and we go into debt again ‘til the next interview. One, what have you got against those cute widdle wabbits?
Major Burrows: Sort out your tongue, boy. But anyway, they were trespassing on my land, jumping all over it and eating my green giant! Grrr...
Cameraman: You eat Green Giant? EEEEVIL!
(Major Burrows gets out Cinnit Cameraman.)
(BOOOM!)
Major Burrows: Oi. Martha, take the camera, will you?
Mole Minion #2: Okey dokey!
Major Burrows: You quoted Mario.
(He uses Cinnit Mole Minion.)
Mole Minion #3: I got it.
Dino Piranha: (Last question, would you like to appear in any other games before you potentially die?)
Major Burrows: Um... Sure, I'd like to appear in a karting game with my Burrow-Barrow... or just come back in another game like Super Mario Galaxy, so I could kick Mario's big plumber butt!
Jr. of Doom: Good for you. IT'S TIME FOR RANDOM THINGY! Now open wide and say “Ahhhh.”
Major Burrows: Um... Ok. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.
Jr. of Doom: RABBITS, DINNERTIME!
Mips and other Rabbits: Yummy!
Major Burrows: Ahhh-ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
(This next scene is so gruesome that only mindless people like the author of this would like to see it. No peeking!)
(Some fur, bones and a big, dented hat lay on the floor, and a load of wide-eyed, very disturbed moles stand around.)
Mole Minion #3: I'm kind of scared of those rabbits... Can we just stay in your ship for a while, ‘til the rabbits get a GAME OVER?
Jr. of Doom: Yeah, sure. The more the mopier, like Bowser always said.
Petey Piranha: Um... Isn't that bad?
Jr. of Doom: Or is it?
Petey Piranha: Yes.
Jr. of Doom: Or is i- Wait... DANG IT!
Shroob: Anyway, end transmission!
(Shroob gets out Cinnit Transmission.)
(BANG! AND THE TRANSMISSION IS GONE!)
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