Big timer at the center of the island. Explosives lined all around it. Probably ain’t gonna pass that. That’s okay. Don’t need to, don’t want to. Piranha Plant guards joking with each other, singing tunes, escorting Nabbit down the road.

He wasn’t a prisoner, right? So much to bag and grab. But... this was kind of foreboding.

Not exactly a castle here. Then again, not exactly a tropical paradise. Lots of trash. Scrap metal. The kind of stuff that’s expensive. But not good for nabbing. Not good for Nabbit.

They entered the house. There he was.

“Waaaaaah!” Waluigi waaaah’d.

“Hey there, what’s up? Got a message for you. Just a messenger. Won’t bag, won’t grab.” That’s what he told Flutter but then he stole Flutter’s family vase. Couldn’t help it. Very nice porcelain.

“Nabbit. So we meet at last,” Waluigi said. Wasn’t in his normal clothes. Overalls or tennis clothes, that sort of thing. He was in a long dark robe. Like he just woke up. It was six in the evening.

“Good to be here. Good to meet you. Good times,” said Nabbit.

“My Piranha Plants have always wondered what rabbit tastes like... Care to teach them?” Waluigi snickered. Thought he said something clever. He really didn’t.

“Got a proposition for ya. Bowser’s Kingdom’s gonna get attacked. Gonna get pillaged. Lots of weapons to find. Lots of money to make. But we need your bombs. Lots of them. Piranha Plants too. Really helpin’ us out here, Waluigi. The good old Gamma Bro.”

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“Can’t,” Waluigi said.

“Can’t?”

“Can’t.”

“You really can’t?”

“I really won’t.”

“That’s different.”

“I was being polite.”

”You’re never polite.”

“I know! What a good trick, huh?”

“Pretty solid. Explain why you won’t.”

“Don’t care.”

“What if I said Daisy will be there?”

“Will she?”

“No.”

“Then why would you say it?”

“To get you to go.”

“Makes sense.”

“So will you if you help out.”

“I’ll what?”

“Make sense.”

“You mean, make cents.”

“That’s what I said, make cents.”

“I got enough money.”

“Sure you do. But what about Wario?”

“What about him?”

“He never has enough money. Give him money.”

“Nah. We’re not on speaking terms right now.”

“Why not?”

“I’m talking to you.”

“Give me money.”

“Give yourself money.”

“I’d have to get a job.”

“Good point. Nah, I won’t help.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m adamant.”

“Alright then.”

“I’ll see you next time I take over the world,” Waluigi said.

“I’ll be there to steal your stuff,” said Nabbit.

Good convo. Lots of progress. Very fruitful. What a guy.