Oh, my god, I am so sorry for the long wait! (...I'm only talking to supersmashgal, ain't I?) I had massive writer's block! I had no idea what was happening and I could not type a thing! Then, today, all of a sudden: BAM! I knew what to write! Not to mention the fact that I've been distracted by all the frickin high school assessments (standardized testing sucks...). Oh! And we finally got to dissect frogs in biology! And the sick freak that I am did pretty much all the work in her group. They all think I'm a sadist, which is completely untrue since that frog is dead and cannot feel an ounce of pain. Now if it was a vivisection, now that would be a different story. So, anyway, here is the third chapter of my newest story!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything Mario-ified. The only characters in this story that I do own are Jessie, Ian, Nicole, and Martin.

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Chapter 3: Night on the Town

"Wish I'd thought this far ahead," Ian whispered to Jessie. He, she, Nicole, and Martin were walking down the street through Toadstool Town to get to the movies ((yes, they have movies in Mushroom Kingdom. If they don't then, well... sue me! ...er, actually don't do that...)).

"Yeah, you probably should have seen the fact that we can't meet up at the wrong time if we all leave together," Jessie whispered back. The whispered conversation was quite possible as Nicole and Martin were in their own very enthralling dialogue. Jessie actually grinned a little bit.

"And what, may I ask, is so amusing?" Ian asked rather peevishly as the group walked into the theater, having purchased their tickets already.

"At least it wasn't my plan that got screwed up. You get to take credit for it," she said smirking.

He rolled his eyes. "Then I suppose you have a way to fix it?" he asked skeptically.

"As a matter of fact," she said, grabbing his arm and stopping walking. Ian stared at her like she was crazy until he realized that they were alone now. Martin and Nicole hadn't even noticed that Jessie and Ian had disappeared. "Voila."

Ian stared off after his other two friends, looked back at Jessie, back at Martin and Nicole, back at Jessie once more, and said, "I hate when you do that." Jessie looked very proud of herself.

"Yada, yada. Let's get some popcorn and watch the show," Jessie said, the show, of course, being Nicole and Martin, who still hadn't realized that they had been abandoned.

They did not, in fact, get any popcorn, but simply slipped into the theater behind their friends and crouched behind the last row to watch. Nicole and Martin meanwhile had found four seats on the end of a row midway down and sat down. That's when they noticed: "Er, did we lose Jessie and Ian?" Martin asked.

Nicole looked over to the empty seats that should have been occupied by Jessie and Ian's rear ends. "Um, d'you think they went to get popcorn?" she asked.

"I don't see why," Martin said. "I mean, we just got some food back at the pizzeria... then again, Jessie can eat a lot sometimes."

"Yeah, I know. You weren't there for our end of season party back in ninth grade. She ate the equivalent of a whole large pizza all by herself," Nicole said.

"Heh, that's got nothing on our grandma- er, you know what I mean's- birthday party. One whole basket of the mozzarella sticks, two salads loaded with stuff, three full plates at the buffet, two bowls of ice cream, and when we got back to the house she had three slices of cake!" Martin said.

"That's crazy. Where did you guys even eat...?" Nicole asked. Quite clearly, they were becoming engrossed in conversation again and forgetting they'd lost track of their two friends.

Jessie rolled her eyes. "No reason we can't enjoy the movie," Ian said hopping over the chair and sitting in the back row. Jessie shrugged and joined him as the lights dimmed and Rex's Chain Chomp Massacre started. (a/n: I haven't actually seen that movie, but the name parody sounded cool ) The two pairs sitting in separate parts of the theater watched the movie. It got to a rather gruesome part, y'know, limbs being hacked off, blood and the like. Ian had a rather disgusted look on his face, nose crinkled, mouth slightly agape. Jessie, however, looked as though she was- "Are you actually enjoying seeing this?" Ian whispered incredulously.

"I don't know why, but I find this rather fascinating," Jessie said, leaning forward with an entranced look on her face.

"Sadist," Ian muttered with a smile. Jessie turned her head to look at him and suddenly there was popcorn flying from someone else's bucket into his head. "Hey!" She stuck her tongue out, looking back toward the screen. Her eyes widened and she smirked very large.

"Hell-o," she said, nudging Ian in the arm.

"Hmm," he grinned when he saw what she did. Ahead of them, Nicole was gripping Martin's arm as the blood flooded the screen. "Ooh!" There went someone's head, and Nicole's head was buried in Martin's shoulder. "Ha- ha!" Ian laughed.

"Sweet!" Jessie exclaimed. Several people looked at them oddly. "Er, not the head... going off... I meant, the, uh... my friends... er... shutting up now..." The people shook their heads and returned to watching the movie but then cringed, as another limb was lost. When the movie was over everyone in the theater stood up and started to leave.

"That went well," Ian said, stretching.

Jessie nodded in agreement, then she looked down the aisle. "Oh, fudge!" she exclaimed. "They're coming our way!" she said, grabbing Ian and leaping over the back of the seat, dashing out of the theater. He was right behind her. "Where do we go now?"

Ian looked to the door. Nicole and Martin were coming out. "Somewhere!" he exclaimed jumping to the side, hopefully so as not to be seen.

Jessie looked behind them and found a door. "In here!" It was locked, so she wrenched it open with her telekinesis, grabbed Ian and pulled him inside, shutting the door behind them. There was no light, but they could feel a few poles and large buckets around them.

"The broom closet?" he asked, taking the doorknob.

"Did you want to be seen?" she asked defensively.

"Uh-oh," Ian said, turning the knob back and forth and pushing on it as hard as he could.

"What's up?"

"We're locked in!" he exclaimed, pushing and leaning into it as he tried to push it open.

Jessie pressed the side of her head to the door. "Shhh! I think that's them!" Ian gave up and pressed his ear against the door as well.

"We should do this more often," Martin said standing in front of a door next to the theater.

"Go out on a Saturday night with our friends?" Nicole asked.

"Ooh! If I know Martin, and I think I do, I know exactly what he's about to say!" Jessie whispered.

"Actually, I meant just the two of us..." Martin said kind of embarrassedly, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Score one Jessie!" Jessie said, pulling her fist back victoriously and then pressing her ear against the door.

"Oh..." Nicole blushed. She paused. "We should."

"'Scuse me, kids," a Yoshi janitor said. They apologized, moving out of the way of the broom closet behind them. He took out a key and unlocked the door. He swung it open.

"Augh!" Jessie and Ian cried out as they went tumbling out of the closet into a tangled pile on the floor of the lobby. Several people saw them and stopped to laugh before moving on.

"Jessie? Ian?" Nicole asked incredulously. She and Martin were staring down at them quite disbelievingly.

"Er..." Jessie said looking up at them sheepishly.

"That's us," Ian answered guiltily.

"Can I get my mop?" the janitor asked impatiently, as Jessie and Ian were still blocking his way.

"Oh! Sorry!" Jessie exclaimed as she and Ian jumped off of the floor and stepped away.

"Mm-hmm," the janitor grumbled as he got his stuff and left. Jessie and Ian looked at Nicole and Martin embarrassedly.

"Were you two-?" Martin asked dubiously.

"No!" Jessie and Ian answered hastily. Nicole and Martin looked at them skeptically. "No," they repeated. The other two shrugged.

"Anyway, can we get going now?" Ian requested, pointing to the door. "It's starting to get kind of late," he added pointing to a clock in the lobby. It was nearing eight-thirty.

"Yeah, don't want Mario and Luigi to worry," Martin said.

"Or Peach and Daisy for that matter," Nicole added.

They started toward the exit when Jessie looked up and snickered. "I don't think we need to worry about them," she said pointing. The others snickered as well when they saw their four older siblings walking into How to Lose a Shy Guy in Ten Days.

Martin shook his head, "They at least could have seen something other than a chick flick."

"Agreed," Jessie and Nicole concurred. The four left the Cineplex and walked through the streets of Toadstool Town back to the castle.

"So, where were you guys during the movie?" Nicole asked.

"Er, we ended up losing you guys," Jessie said. "We couldn't see you in the movie so we sat in the back row." Martin glanced at her, his eyes wide. Jessie and Ian failed to notice this and thus still did not know what was going through Nicole and Martin's heads.

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"Heh heh," Baby Bowser snickered. He was hiding behind a dumpster near the movie theater and watching Jessie and Ian walk toward it. He hadn't seen their two friends ahead of them, just the two that had foiled Bowser's plans before. "Wait for it," he muttered, sneaking down the sidewalk.

He watched them walk toward the theater and followed them to the door. He was about to walk into the move and make his move when someone caught him by the hair and lifted him off the ground. "Ticket please," a mole in an usher uniform said.

"'Ticket' what?" Baby Bowser growled.

"This is a movie theater," the mole said. "Therefore you need a ticket to get in."

"Do you know who you're talking to!" Baby Bowser demanded, thrashing about.

"Look, kid, you could be Princess Toadstool herself. You still need a ticket to get in," the usher said. "If you don't have a ticket then leave, you're holding up the line."

"You listen to me, bub-!" Baby Bowser barked.

"Come on, man!" "Get outta the way!" "We wanna see our movies!"

"I ain't goin' nowhere but in that movie!" Baby Bowser shouted, pointing at Rex's Chain Chomp Massacre.

"Kid, I don't think you're even old enough to get into that movie without an adult," the usher said.

"Let me go-!"

"Security," the usher said into his walkie-talkie. A few seconds later, a whomp and a thwomp came over and took Baby Bowser under the arms. They carried him over to the door and tossed him out. Baby Bowser landed about a hundred yards from the entrance, face first in the concrete.

He jumped to his feet and waved his fist menacingly. "You'll pay for that! Beware, for soon you shall feel the wrath of the Koopas!" Unfortunately for him, it was too loud for anyone to hear him. He stalked up to the ticket booth.

"Hey!" someone exclaimed as he pushed them out of the way and cut to the front of the line.

"Gimme one ticket for Rex's Chain Chomp Massacre," he said.

"Excuse me?" the boo lady inside the booth asked. She couldn't see him because he was too short to reach the window. She leaned forward, the top of her head passing through the window. "Oh. Right, that'll be thirty coins," she said, sitting back again.

"I don't have thirty coins!" Baby Bowser shouted, jumping up and down, stomping and throwing a tantrum.

"Then you can't get a ticket. Besides, aren't you a little young to be getting into that movie?" she asked, eying him suspiciously.

"Graaah! Just let me in, darn it!" Baby Bowser hollered.

"Next," she said, and the person from before stepped up.

"Grrr..." Baby Bowser growled. "Wench..." He pushed the person out of the way again. "You give me that ticket!"

"Security," she said into her little microphone thingy. The same whomp and thwomp appeared and tossed Baby Bowser out onto the sidewalk, landing once more on his face.

"Razza-frackin... stupid bouncers... I'll show them... they haven't heard the last of me, oh, no!" he grumbled as he slipped away to wait for his prey outside.

Several hours later, people started flooding out of the theater Jessie and Ian had been in. "Took long enough!" he said exasperatedly. He watched for the two to come out. There they were! He followed behind them in the shadows, never getting a very clear look at them. They finally got to a street with fewer people on it. "This is it," he said, taking out the wand from before and giving it a wave. Suddenly, clouds of thick white fog began rolling in.

"Hey, what's with the fog all of a sudden?" a boy's voice asked- the prince.

"I don't trust it," said a girl's voice- the Mario. Baby Bowser snuck up, concealed by the fog, and grabbed. "Augh!" came the girl's voice- did it sound a bit different? He'd grabbed her around the waist. She kicked back at him.

"Gah!" "New plan," Baby Bowser thought. "Throw a couple punches and stuff first. They ain't comin' quietly." He launched himself at them, even though he couldn't see himself. Lots of scuffling noises, kicking, punching, scratching, biting, even a curse word and flame breath or two from Baby Bowser. "Come on! It's only two kids, BB! I didn't want to have to waste this on the kids," he muttered getting thrown from the brawl. He took out a pair of earmuffs and a small box. After placing the earmuffs on his head, he opened the box and a haunting melody wafted out.

"Why'm I so... tired...?" the boy asked.

"Ah... he's got a music... box..." yawned the girl. There was a loud thud as they both fell to the ground. Baby Bowser stepped forward cautiously, nudging the two with his foot before closing the box and taking off the earmuffs.

"Jeez, Bowser said the two would put up a good fight, but that was ridiculous!" he said, waving the wand around again and the white cloud, bearing the weather dude, swooped down. Baby Bowser piled Jessie and Ian onto the cloud and took off. "I swear, it was almost like there were two of each of them!"

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So, you like? I wrote this chapter really fast because I wanted to put the break in my writer's block to full use! I especially liked the second half where I took it from Baby Bowser's point of view. And the movie parodies! Those were fun to come up with. Anyway, I think I'll get this next chapter soon than this one, so till then!