Me and the koopalings :NEW: - Part 1

-Me and the Koopalings-

It was late, it was like something was crushing my head, it ached, the school week was tough and I had worked hard on my art, nothing really important with those koopa's on my walls. Mom came and told me goodnight and then she went out of my room. I kissed my fingertips rising the arm and pushing the fingers onto the wall where a koopa where on a drawing, "Good night papa." I whispered to the drawing of Bowser.

Unexpectedly, I felt like waking up. I had a dream, I can't remember it right now, and it felt like the room was spinning around, oh yeah, now I think I remember the dream… huh.
I saw a shadow on a white background, no walls, roof or floor. It had turned my back against me, spikes was pointing out of his body, they was stuck into him… But he wasn't dead. He looked that way. Then the ground shake under my feet very drastically and it felt like I fell down into complete darkness, and my eyes opened.

All those weird dreams I've had lately, but this was far the worst, making me wake up of no reason. I rubbed my eyes turning the clock, that's strange it was exactly 5AM though so bright outside, the faint white light was peeking in making it shine up a drawing of mine, it was a portrait of me hugging Bowser Jr., I stroke Juniors cheek at the drawing, plain and smooth it was, I must be crazy. I closed my eyes again, just for making them open again when a smell tickled my nose, it smelled burnt and bad, my stomach twisted, is the house on fire?

I jumped up, pulled on my shirt and walked out from my room, my eyes itched a little by that strong white meeting me in the newly renovated kitchen, maybe it was the paint that smelled so bad and it took a while for it to reach my room, I carried myself to the living room staring around, I saw a few birds outside picking on the seeds my mom had put out. The weather was gloomy which make my kind of sleepy but anyway my eyes couldn't close. I then glanced over to the window near the balcony. I watched and looked though, my brain couldn't understand what I was doing up early the foggy weekend. I couldn't see anything.

I walked slowly back to my room, my cold feet like sticking into the floor I could finally drop into my bed tiredly. I turned my head slightly just to see my cute fake brothers faces, Iggy and Bowser Jr. to meet by a horrifying discovery. The frames was empty, blank papers was in the frames, where those two would be glancing over on my wall it was filled of blank white papers stuck in the wall, where was Bowser and the Koopalings? What happened here??

=!!!BOOM!!!=

I threw myself terrified out of my bed. I stared around, my two painting in the frames had tipped over as well my drawings on my desktop had fallen all over the floor, I sighed of relief when seeing the two of them still being in there looking at me smiling, but why did they tip over? And was that loud sound only in my head? But that shake couldn't be something of my minds, or could it? Was it a dream, a really realistic dream, maybe I'm still dreaming? I pinched my skin, ow. No, nothing happened. I stretched on my back turning my clock that was turned away from me it was exactly 5AM. I had a need to go to the bathroom right then and after I washed my face with cold water in the zinc drying it away seeing my pale face and blue eyes. What is it with Koopalings and me really? How could this life turn out loving koopa's? Why do I expect something to be in my garden?  


I felt a funny smell tickling my nose, It's the paint from the kitchen, I thought. But just to be sure I peeked out of the balcony window, I made a gasp and my stomach twisted completely.
This wasn't happening. I pinched my skin again having my mouth open scared for life. There really was something in my garden, it was really big looking into the sky you still could see it, three propellers spinning slowly weakly, smoke rushed out of the object, it was made of tree, and the dead apple trees didn't block and I saw those brown planks, I ran towards my room quietly enough not to wake up my parents who haven't seemed to notice anything and I pulled on the clothes at my chair and put on my shoes.

This is it! Or is my head jerking with me? No, there was a strange smell outside, I sneaked into moms closet and took the key before closing the door out behind me. I took a deep breath of the cold morning air mixed with a smell of oil. I started walking staring above the trees, I saw a dark grey Bowser head at the boats back, yes, it actually was a boat right there being squeezed into the ground. It was the doom ship. I knew someday it would happen. But it really was supposed to happen in summer 2010 and now there is early spring 2012. I would be adopted and already, having siblings and Bowser as a dad. Why where they so late?

But now they were here. And I stood there shivering, I have to prepare, the Koopalings could get out of there at any second, and I was more prepared than ever, but nothing happened still.
But soon when it would happen something I would play tough and koopa like, I'm going to tell them what I know, that I am magic, that I can bring them luck on their princess hunts, I am a koopa, the ninth Koopaling, princess Isadora Koopa!

I heard my breath together with a whistling sound from the large object. I jumped and heard a loud sound from it and the propellers started spinning quickly around, and it was like it would rise, no don't do that, I'm still here! I thought. But the propellers failed and stopped spinning within a second, the anchor was still stuck in the ground and so was the tip of the ship. When a creature, equal him always on my drawings peeked up over the edge far up in the ship. I got so damn scared, though it was meant for me to run over to the nearest apple tree I collapsed on my knees in the middle of the garden and bend down as I was praying peeking up there.

The creature bent far over the edge looking questioning down, he scratched his head with that big blue hair then he stared up on the propellers with a shiver he crossed his arms. I was sad that there's no chance he would ever see me down here. He then waved his arm and another of them came up, much taller than the first. It was just the two of them I met and was the main characters in my story, tears glided down my cheeks and I felt how molten snow under my legs wet down my pants with cold dirty water. I stared still.

The second, he with glasses and palm like hair far up in the ship looked around with his claws at the edge too, I continued looking at him, and then the impossible happened. Our eyes met.
He yelled something, the other stared down, oh their cute little faces stared of confusion at me. I stayed still at the place, and the blue haired guy with one fang in the middle of his snout called for somebody. " RIVAL!" Was one of the few words I heard him shout out, and I gasped quietly. A bald guy with red sunglasses said something irritated also showing up at the edge. He grinned evilly to me. When I smiled back a little the situation only felt awkward, the blue hair pointed angrily and then palm hair threw out a letter of the edge, walking down.
OH SHOOT! WHAT ARE THEY GOING TO DO? I thought stressfully.