A Merry Koopa Kidnapping

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Who: Samus, Kamek, Bowser, and Koopa kids up to no Koopa good. + SPECIAL GUEST STARS.
What: On the 12th day of Kristmas, my true love gave to me; an Aran in a pink dress...y.
Where: Smash Academy's halls, Bowser's doomship, other locations may or may not be included.
When: Koopa Kristmas Eve, Dec 24th, 8pmish.
Warnings: Samus and Bowser together in the same general vicinity. :|



'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the academy,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a--okay no, such was blasphemy.
Many were still awake, students and staff alike,
Miss Aran was one of them, she was up this very night.

If I don't hurry, Falcon will think I'm late. She thought, packing her bag.
Tomorrow there were presents and dinners and many other things to be had.

In her bag were gifts for everyone she shopped for including Ionia and Jeff;
Art supplies, books and toys, Elysian scrap parts, and a signed CD of Venus' best.
How she obtained such a CD was quite a mystery,
But I can tell you one thing; it was absolutely, positively not forgery. Nope.

The blonde slung her bag of gifts on her back and stepped out the door,
The cold snowy air of Christmas Eve making her hurry even more.
She moved with haste, down the halls and towards her bike,
But halfway there she paused, allured by a smell she liked.

"Someone's still busy making food...?"
Whoever and whatever it was, it smelled really damn good.

Only a moment passed before her boots slowly turned heel,
...I should get going, once I get to his place I can have a full meal.

But... little did she know that her plans were to be thwarted where she stood,
For prowling the shadows this night were Koopalings up to no good...

Comments

This isn't really here

[ihateplumbers.livejournal.com]

ChristheGillikin (12:35:13 AM): "On Lemmy, on Wendy, on Iggy," cried Kamek/ "We've galactic bounty hunters on whom to reign havec"
morph ball get (12:35:22 AM): fdsgjlsk
ChristheGillikin (12:36:17 AM): "Please try them," begged Louie, "You'll enjoy them, I'm certain"/ "I promise this is not a trap, if you eat one it certainly won't be curtains"
ChristheGillikin (12:36:47 AM): But Samus, poor Samus, was thick as a post/ And she missed the veiled warnings of her kindly Hotchocolatian host
namewithnumbers9 (12:37:00 AM): Louie, you dolt
morph ball get (12:38:14 AM): she cried, and kicked him to fall, but alas poor samus was but 6 inches tall
ChristheGillikin (12:38:47 AM): "They're delicious," she said biting, "The recipie to me must be known"/ When suddenly, dear reader, Samus became suddenly 'un-grown'
ChristheGillikin (12:39:38 AM): She dwindled and shrank to the size of a doll / And suddenly three koopa children appeared in the hall!
ChristheGillikin (12:40:36 AM): "Put her in a bottle," said Wendy "Poke holes in the top" / Poor Lemmy was crying, so Wendy hit him to stop
ChristheGillikin (12:41:55 AM): "This is supposed to be your job, you big loser, shut your trap" / "But, Wendy, I don't like being mean it's not fun, I don't want a bad rap!"
ChristheGillikin (12:42:51 AM): Then what to Samus' wondering eyes should appear / But Kamek who suddenly hit Lemmy with his wand in the ear
ChristheGillikin (12:45:27 AM): "This is a kidnapping," said Kamek, "not the ladies' quilting bee" / "Now pick up the girl before she escapes our fell sortie"

Re: This isn't really here

[king-of-bugs.livejournal.com]

BEAUTIFUL.

now a for srs tag

[king-of-bugs.livejournal.com]

Giving Samus muffins really didn't seem like a bad idea. He felt a bit surprised that the big bad king of the koopas and his family would be so willing to have her be given muffins, but hey, they were meaning well! How nice of them! Some of the ingredients he had to add were a bit strange, but he thought nothing of it. These muffins would be just fine not!

Louie then noticed Samus passing by, and immediately went up to her. He paused. He stared. Yeah, this was typical. But before she could leave the building, he spoke.

"... Miss Aran?"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Had it not been for the delicious smell mysteriously returning Samus probably would have almost not noticed Louie. Almost. Yeah, this was typical.

The source of it seemed to be coming from... Oh. It was Louie. Was he the one still baking? That wouldn't surprise her in the least.

She slowed to a stop. "Hm?"

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

MUFFIN ACQUIRED and now Samus was out the door and making tracks in the direction of the forest that bordered the school. It might of been an odd place to keep a motorcycle but then again not everyone was a bounty hunter who had a spaceship with which to safely store said other method of transportation.

However, Samus didn't make it very far. Not much father than a few crunching steps into the cold snow that she became tempted by the warm little muffiny morsel she still held in her hands. Any previous hesitations she had in front of Louie were now being countered by a growling stomach, which Samus decided to begrudgingly oblige. Just like this (http://i49.tinypic.com/72ftqr.gif) ok no.

"..." Okay, not bad. Certainly an unusual taste she could not quite identify. Apparently enough for her to finish the whole thing, and not long after she did did she immediately regret it.

Suddenly Samus' vision blurred and she got a horrendous head rush. The bounty hunter dropped her bag, grabbed her stomach and keeled over into the snow, eyes shut tight from the sudden overwhelming sensation of...

She coughed, just as sudden the sensation gone as Samus realized what had happened. She had shrank. Shrunken. Shrinked. Right down to doll-size, she was no taller than six inches or so, barely able to fit in sleeve of her own shirt.

And Samus none too happy about it.

[geometricmagic.livejournal.com]

JUST AS KEIKAKU A soft crunching of snow indicated someone was approaching. Was it a kindred soul here to help poor Samus out of her awful predicament? Nope, it was just Kamek, a discomforting presence as ever for Samus and her vulnerable bag of Christmas gifts. What could he possibly be up to tonight?

"Wendy, Lemmy, Iggy, we have her right where we want her. Bring the jar." Clearly, this would end well for our galactic bounty hunter.

[thisisavolcano.livejournal.com]

Lemmy stepped out of his hiding place and shuffled uneasily from foot to foot. It had been bad enough when Kamek had told him about the plan. He had cried and pleaded to no avail. So here he found himself, shivering slightly in the snow, his love of the white cold now forgotten, and thoughts of poor mini-Samus accidentally being stepped on, or Samus looking at Lemmy with disdain and hate, running through his mind.

He didn't really know this teacher well, except that she seemed kind of cold; but she looked pretty, and reminded Lemmy of Peach.

Lemmy started sniffling again, and tears brimmed in his eyes.

"But Kamek.." he whimpered.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

While Samus struggled to make sense of what happened she was alerted to footsteps in the snow. Oh no... She whirled around at the sound of the voices, wrapping the collar of her shirt and whatever part of her jacket she could grab around herself like a blanket. Her heart sank seeing who had come to retrieve her; it might as well of been the Koopa king himself.

"Kamek." She hissed. This was all a fucking set up! Dear God she was going to let Louie have it and never eat anything she didn't kill/cook with her own hands from now on forever this was horrible. Why use Louie, why her? What for? They were planning on putting her in a jar? No way, not without a fight.

"What did you do to me?!"

[geometricmagic.livejournal.com]

Ohhh boy. Lemmy was doing it again. This was hardly the time or place to go over it again, not when they had gone this far with the plan already. "This isn't the time, Lemmy." Kamek said, a little too unkindly. He turned his attention to Samus when he heard the high pitched voice coming from the bundle of clothing.

"Just taking simple precautions. So how'd you like those muffins we cooked up? Poison mushrooms really add a unique texture to it, don't you think?" Kamek laughed as he went to pick up the motherlode of presents sitting in the snow.

[brattykoopa.livejournal.com]

Wendy didn't want to be stuck waiting in the cold any more than she had to for this. She didn't want to be out here at all, but an evil mission was an evil mission and that almost made up for it. Almost. If Lemmy would stop his sniveling for two minutes...

She procured a jar from somewhere in her shell, freezing claws fumbling to open the lid. "W-we're wasting time, you c-c-can talk to her on the w-way."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Poison mushrooms?! Oh great was she going to keel over dead in a few hours now too? As Kamek explained Samus both berated herself and recalled the brief conversation she had with Louie earlier. She quickly determined that either Kamek had tricked Louie and he was blissfully unaware of the muffins, or the Hocotatian had known the entire time and was just one more name to cross of Samus' I was kind of sort of starting to trust you a little list. Or at least trust his cooking.

Samus was leaning towards the Louie, you dolt! option but regardless she had bigger problems to worry about at the moment--much bigger. "What are you...?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, THOSE ARE MINE."

Samus didn't care if she was being approached by a giant spooky jam jar with her name on it, she stumbled towards the bag as best she could while still keeping her vitals covered up and pulled back on that bag of presents with all her tiny might. Which was rather mighty, actually. She worked too hard getting all those presents for everyone to just give them up. "I won't let you!"

[geometricmagic.livejournal.com]

Woah yeah, that WAS kind of mighty. Nevertheless, Kamek had the upper hand in the struggle.

Now, whether Samus was unclothed or not at the moment didn't register in Kamek's mind until a doll slipped out of the bag of goods. A doll with a pretty pink dress. With an awful likeness to Toadstool's own. And that's when a terrible idea struck him.

"Right. Let's put her in and go." He said in Wendy's direction.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Samus was still valiantly and futilely trying to drag that bag in the opposite direction, cold and clothes be damned. If she had any semblance of a chance, she was going to take it. "Don't you dare." She threatened with a snarl any koopa who got near her.

This also isn't here

[ihateplumbers.livejournal.com]

With a steely death-grasp on her stuff, she grunted and hissed,
"If you don't let go of my bag, I'll really get pissed."
Said Kamek to Wendy, "Hurry up and just stuff her in the jar,
"And Lemmy, if you can't misbehave I'll make you wait in the car."

"But Kamek, I'm chilly," moaned Wendy, "I'm cold!"
"I'm sick of this woman, and this weather, it's all getting old."
"I don't believe that I'm saying this," said Kamek quite sadly,
"Iggy, you're the only one I can depend on, things are going so badly."

Then Iggy moved in (whenever Dawg could be bothered to tag)
"I'll get her for dad!" he cried, diving for the minature nag.
With youthful scaled claws, he grabbed the scaled down lady,
She cried out, "This whole deal's unfair, your practices shady!"

"Oh cram it," said Kamek, "I'm tired of your crap."
"Now put on this dress. Hurry up, Samsam. Come on, snap snap."
"It's meant for a Barbie," complained Samus, "It's pink and it's frilly."
"Lucky for you Bowser likes that," said Kamek, whose mood was quite chilly.

Iggy put her in the jar, Wendy clamped down the lid,
Kamek hoisted the sack, Lemmy cried (stupid kid).
"I'll see you in court!," cried the captive, "My boyfriend will save me!
"He'll beat you all soundly," she wailed like a banshee.

[palmtreemowhawk.livejournal.com]

Planting a hand on his brother's head and giving him a firm playful scratch, keeping as quiet as can be, Iggy decided to make his entrance! "It'll be okay Lemmy! I promise. We're not gonna hurt the lady, we're just taking her!"

Daring, even with the visible aura of death coming from Samus, he moved forward, reaching for her. With swift movement, he snatched her up, carefully keeping her in his slightly shaking clawed hand. He was going to be SO careful with her, but at the same time, going to keep her in his clutches. "Gotcha! Now be a good lady for us and be quiet while we take you!" he finished his demand with a demented cackle, possibly slightly shaking her in the process.

[thisisavolcano.livejournal.com]

Lemmy gasped with horror and reached a protective arm towards Iggy's hand. "Don't crush her!!" he squeaked.

Lemmy was pretty sure Iggy would be careful with Samus, but he kept having horrible images of Samus being squeezed like a toothpaste tube flash through his mind.

He moved towards Kamek, almost hugging him before settling with just standing near him. "Ms. Samus, Ms. Samus, I'm so sorry!" he sobbed as he clutched onto Kamek's robe sleeve.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

"This whole deal's unfair, your practices shady!" She cried.

Iggy, you must of been quite daring to pull off what you managed to pull off. Samus, fighting so fiercely to try and save what little bit of Christmas she had managed to collect for herself this year with one hand and trying to keep herself decent with the collar of her shirt with the other hand only ended up being ripped away from both. "No!"

She didn't appreciate being possibly slightly shaken either, not in the least. Samus basically squirmed for her life inside the Koopa kid's claws. She tried to bite him too and discovered how resilient scales were to biting, even from a ferocious 6-inch tall bounty hunter... not to mention bad tasting. "PUT ME DOWN."

Seeing Lemmy react the way he did gave Samus the only beacon of hope she could see. She looked at him with the closest thing she could muster to a pleading face. "..." Unfortunately the words got stuck in her mouth, as if she were physically incapable of begging for help. She just couldn't do it, despite the grave situation she was in.

[brattykoopa.livejournal.com]

Wendy was not nearly as gentle as either of her brothers; she brought the jar and the lid together around Samus as fast as possible, careful not to sever her limbs or anything but probably making sure to get Iggy's claws caught in the process. She screwed the lid on tight and shook the jar a bit, just so happening to overlook the fact that there weren't any air holes yet. She'd poke them in after Samus passed out. If she was lucky nobody else would think of it until then either.

"D-daddy's g-g-going to hear how goody-goody you're b-being, you wimp." She sneered at Lemmy and kicked snow at him. "You're going to end up sabotaging this whole th-thing! Now let's go. I c-can't feel my tail."

[geometricmagic.livejournal.com]

Kamek, who was standing right next to Lemmy, was hit by some of the snow. He growled, dusting the snow off his robe. "Wendy, cut that out. Lemmy, quit whining and get your act together. We are supposed to be on a mission here. If you two can't work together, the plan will fall to pieces," Kamek said as he slipped the dress off the doll, before taking the jar from Wendy.

In the long list of people Kamek disliked, Samus was one of the ones who got on Kamek's nerve for the sheer disrespect she showed to him and Bowser. This was reason enough to make her life all the more miserable. Opening the lid, he slipped the doll dress in before quickly clamping it shut. "Thought you might appreciate the change."

With one claw, he punctured a hole into the lid before handing it to Wendy. "All right, let's go." He said, motioning to the Clown Car. it was totally there the whole time. He then hopped onto his mop broom with the bag of goods in tow.

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Samus thought him and Bowser deserved every second of disrespect she gave them, and would especially continue to do so after tonight. The moment she was placed in the jar and handed her new... outfit, she cursed things no child should hear, living or dead. Luckily there were no children currently present, just koopas and an old koopa fart.

This was so degrading. So it was either stay naked and freeze or put on that awful dress and not freeze as much. After she calmed down, the bounty hunter considered that the dress, despite how humiliating it would be, would keep her far more decent than her hands--hands she could use to use to violently bang on the glass and punch koopas in the face with once she figured a way out of here.

If I can... She wasn't going to give up hope so easily but even she wasn't sure how she could get out of this one. She'd just have to be patient and wait for an opportunity to open up for escape or hope for a miracle rescue...

So... after Samus cursed and grumbled some more she put on the pink dress and peered out the jar. They were going up in the air?

"Where the hell are you taking me?"

A MOST BRILLIANT POST.

[brattykoopa.livejournal.com]

Oh, boo. Kamek had poked holes in the top after all. Wendy's spirits were considerably dampened, and she shook the jar with far less enthusiasm than before. Although that stupid dress reminded her of a certain blonde princess, which rekindled her loathing.

She held the jar close to her face and tapped the sides, smirking. "We're going to the airship."

AND SO THEY WENT.

[raced_god]

All the students in Smash Academy liked Christmas a lot.
But Falcon, who lived in an off-campus apartment--ok no.

Samus was late. This was very unlike her.

Falcon didn't think much of it until fifteen minutes became thirty, thirty became an hour, an hour became two...and then he decided something was wrong. Or he did something wrong. She wasn't answering her phone. Maybe she was angry? But she'd at least let him know she was angry. Right? Here he was, actually looking forward to Christmas and having her over for Christmas and doing Christmas things on Christmas Eve and Samus was...mysteriously absent. It was about then he decided that some investigation was in order.

As he sped towards the school, his mind immediately went to the worst. What if she'd been ambushed? What if Black Shadow had put two and two together and made a move? Suddenly, having her inexplicably angry at him seemed a more welcome turn of events.

Where was she? Her bike was in the parking lot, but her dorm lights were out, and no one answered when he knocked--which could really only mean one thing. Samus had left, but somehow never even made it to her vehicle. Something had happened in the intermediary, and the logical thing to do seemed to be tracing her footsteps. Falcon started slowly walking from teacher's dorms to parking lot, looking for any sign of an ambush or a scuffle or even blood. A fight seemed certain--unless Black Shadow snuck up behind her with some chloroform or something, Samus was not an easy person to subdue. And even that involved sneaking up on the bounty hunter in the first place: also a difficult task.

Halfway to the lot his eye caught something lying in the snow. Jogging to the site, he found that it was...a pile of clothes? A pile of clothes and footprints and....yes. The mark of a struggle. Further inspection of the garments revealed that they were, indeed, Samus'. A weight dropped in the pit of his stomach. Someone had attacked her and dragged her off somewhere, and from the looks of things...she was probably naked. He felt himself filling with rage that only grew intensity when he followed the footprints away from the scene and found that at one point they abruptly stopped. The culprit...culprits...those were definitely some different-sized prints in the snow...seemed to have just vanished.

[raced_god]

Falcon gained solace in the fact that the prints were not Black Shadow-like at all. Four individual sets, it seemed, three-toed and decidedly reptilian. Space Pirates? He wasn't sure if that was better or worse than Black Shadow. "SAMUS?" He shouted into the dark, not expecting an answer but still furious when there wasn't one. He was sure this was his fault, and the lack of a trail only frustrated him more. That meant they either teleported away...or went up. If they teleported away, there was a slim chance of him finding them but...

The Captain's gaze moved slowly skyward, moving from the clocktower to Eggman's not-so-humble abode (a possibility...but what would Robotnik want with Samus?) to Bowser's...airship.

The airship. Those lizard-like prints didn't belong to Space Pirates. They belonged to Koopa.

Simultaneously pleased and increasingly infuriated by this revelation, Falcon knew what he had to do. He could be wrong about pinning them as the kidnappers but in the end, it was the closet lead he had. The Flyer was in the parking lot less than ten minutes later, its Captain suited up, armed to the teeth (one pistol) and ready for a rescue mission. There was no time to worry about an intricate plan, or stealth, or anything reasonably intelligent, really. By this point, Falcon was so gosh darn pissed off that he was fully intending to board the ship and punch everything in sight. Except Samus, of course, that would just be counterproductive.

Falcon figured he'd be safest boarding towards the back of the ship. It'd probably draw less attention. Dropping down onto the deck, he sent the Flyer to wait further signals and dashed behind one of the masts. There were no stairs to lower decks that he could see. Just...pipes? And a couple of doors. What kind of transportation system was that?

They were probably like air vents. If he was to sneak around and find Samus relatively unnoticed (it seemed like an okay plan for now), he'd probably have to use those. He didn't want to bother with stealth, but punching would be no good if he got himself captured too. Peering from behind his hiding place to make sure the coast was (sort of) clear, Falcon dashed to the nearest pipe and reluctantly lowered himself inside.

The Koopas would rue this day.

[ihateplumbers.livejournal.com]

The Koopas would do no such thing, this happens all the time Farukonchan, this is like, Wednesday afternoons at the Koopa house.

It was cold outside, and there were no classes and his children were all gone with Kamek somewhere so Bowser was doing exactly what he wanted to be doing - lounging around in a pool of perfectly hot lava. It was peaceful and quiet and there was nothing there to annoy him at all.

And then suddenly three of his children and their aged caretaker showed up to ruin his perfectly fine afternoon.

"Kamek!" growled Bowser, "you can't be finished with them already."

[geometricmagic.livejournal.com]

Kamek breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he set foot inside the airship, the familiar warm temperature of the massive transport much more welcoming than the miserable weather. The Koopalings made it back without a hitch as well with the captive in tow. All things considered, the plan with smoother than he anticipated-for the most part. Kamek was about to consider other pressing matters when Bowser's voice shook him out of his thoughts.

....he should have known Bowser might be using their absence to take some quality time alone. Woops.

"Er, I'm afraid I am. Sorry about this, your highness, but I thought you'd like a report when he were finished," he said, setting the bag down. "With some actual help from Louie, we captured Samus." Kamek motioned to the jar in Wendy's hands, containing the miniature bounty hunter in all her pink and frilly fury. "The kids managed to do the job on their own after that. Not only that, she happened to be carrying a bag of Christmas gifts, along with a few other things on her person." He held up a credit card with two clawed fingers. "We got the whole Christmas package, sir. I think this about solves Lemmy's problem, and then some."

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Said miniature bounty hunter stood in all her pink and frilly fury inside her jar containment, hands pressed against the glass and scowling. At least inside the airship was slightly warmer than outside the airship, not that this stupid dress was doing much to keep her warm. These miserable koopas took her clothes, they took her hard earned gifts, they took her credit card, all on Christmas Eve, for the love of... she was completely furious with this entire charade.

This was probably apparent from how red her knuckles were from banging on the jar the entire time up here. She was sure she could have felt something crack. Hopefully that wasn't her hand... Once she figured a way out she would reign a most righteous and justifiable hell on this place.

Until then, perhaps one of her most burning questions of the evening, "Why me?"

[ihateplumbers.livejournal.com]

One could almost see the question mark pop up above Bowser's head when the name "Samus" was mentioned. This was several shades of unexpected on multiple levels.

He lurched up out of his nice hot bath and peered at the little jar where Samus was wearing a pink dress.

Well alright then, Bowser understood why. At least he thought he did. Maybe. Well if that wasn't just the sweetest thing. In a strange, perverse way.

"Lemmy needed a thousand dollars for Christmas presents, I told him he had to work for it if he wanted a thousand dollars. Why they picked you, I couldn't say." Or wouldn't.

He stomped up to Kamek and, looking askance at his children (heaven forbid he talk about undelicate things in front of his children), whispered through gritted fangs, "She's sleeping around with Captain Stick-up-his-butt. For Lemmy's first kidnapping could you have possibly considered someone who isn't dating a big damn hero? I realize I do it all the time but this is Lemmy and Iggy we're talking about. Wendy... Wendy's Wendy. I appreciate the sentiment, I really do but seriously, Kamek?"

He looked back at his adoring children. "Good job, kids. Lemmy, go order your whatever it is you wanted now."