The parking lot was nearly empty. A single white unmarked van sat idling, a man pacing by it. He wore overalls, had a red shirt, cap and finally a large mustache on his face. He looked at his watch for the fifteenth time, gritting his teeth.
“He's a-late...” The figure whispered, a thick Italian accent echoing. “I go through all this a-trouble to get these bitches and he's a-late.”
He heard rapid footsteps and looked up. He frowned seeing the approaching figure.
“You're a-late, Tails.”
“Sorry about that, Mario. Had to ditch Sonic.”
The plumber nodded, walking up to the fox.
“You got the moolah?”
Nodding, the fox pulled out a large stack of cash. He handed it to the plumber, the man counting it out. Once he was done, he nodded. He walked to the van and threw open the doors. Muffled cries met their ears and their eyes saw a sight that many would kill to see.
Four women with curves for miles sat in the back of the van, tied up and gagged. All wearing nothing but their underwear. A brown haired woman thrashed against her bondage, screaming muted profanity at the plumber.
“That's-a Pauline. Former mayor of the city.”
A blonde haired woman was next, struggling against the ropes that encircled her curvy form.
“Peach, you know her deal.”
Another blonde laid on the floor of the fan, looking at Mario with a tear encrusted eye.
“Rosalina.”
Behind the second blonde was a red head, thrashing against her ropes and jumping a little, the large ballgag muting her.
“Finally, Daisy.”
Tails smirked wickedly at the group of four. They saw his smirk and shuddered. Tails looked at Mario.
“I get Peach, given its been over twenty years but what's the deal with the other three?”
Mario looked at the four and frowned.
“I may be a jackass in the Video Game worlds to my younger brother...our smash tourneys, our first game...but I love him dearly. Cock block me, fine. Leave me out to dry, fine. But no one EVER messes with my little bro's heart.”
Mario told the two tailed that Daisy back there set up a prank on his little brother. Pranks were fine and all, Luigi laughed them off just the same. But this one...this one went too far in his mind.
“Rosalina there helped gather the supplies for the prank...Pauline and Peach were informed, but they didn't warn me or him, thinking it was all in good fun.”
The plumber then said that Luigi was voted and achieved the Mushroom Kingdom Award. Something only he ever got. Here, Mario got quiet.
“Ever seen the movie based on or read that book by-a Stephan King?”
“Read a few...gonna need more details.” Tails said, eyeing Pauline's jiggling chest.
Mario gave details; a girl who had pigs blood split on her on the night of prom. Hearing that, Tails snapped his head to the older Mario Bros.
“Holy shit, they went full Carrie?!”
Mario nodded, glaring at the four now wide eyed women.
“That-a they did. My bro...he started to bawl right there. These four thought it was a hoot! Everyone though...they were so shocked.”
Mario scowled.
“I comforted my brother that night...but these bitches...I can handle a lot of things. Constantly rescuing a woman, helping out an old friend...even setting a tomboy up with a guest star appearance! But they hurt my little bro...well, I've had all I could-a stands and can't stands no more!”
The king of the game world handed the van keys over to Tails. The fox took them and smirked.
“Thanks and pleasure doing business, Mario.”
“No...the pleasure is all-a mine. Enjoy your new life and illegitimate heirs for three of you. As for you, Pauline...well, we'll always have Hong Kong.”
The mustached man walked off into the darkness, whistling a jaunty tone. Tails smirked at the now shivering women.
“Alright ladies...what do you say we have some...FUN?”
The four whimpered in their gags, the back doors slamming shut.
