Chapter 135: Fanfic #135 No Plumbers Allowed by NullenVoid(WormXMario)
This fanfic is a crossover between Worm and Mario following Taylor with the ability to build things from the Mario world. I really like fic because it really has fun with this idea and develops it in a way that makes some sense.
Synopsis: When you Wish upon a Star, sometimes they actually listen. Taylor Hebert wakes up with the entire catalogue of the Mushroom Kingdom inside her head. Tech, power-ups, and more. If it has eyes, she can make it. Seriously, why does everything have eyes?
Rated: M
words: 62k
https://forums.spacebattles.com/threads/no-plumbers-allowed-worm-alt-power-mario.951102/reader/
Here's the first chapter:
It was full of stars. Something massive flew across the cosmos, drawing close to the planet below. As it passed, it... seemed to break apart. But it was all as intended, as the pieces hovered and fell into orbit around each other.
Up and down the eastern seaboard, people looked up at the night sky in wonder. In the sticks, the stars became that much more beautiful, but in the cities, where the stars were sparse, the sky was brighter than most could remember ever seeing it. For most, it was a reminder that even if the world was grim, there was still wonder to be had.
Tiny stars rained down, and they streaked across the sky. Blue and green and red, but mostly yellow. One, a soft silver, broke away from the others and drifted down to the planet below.
For some, however, it was merely a momentary distraction. A dragon looked up and scoffed at heaven's beauty. A king enjoyed it with a glass of wine and then returned to subjugating. A snake took note and then disregarded it as unimportant.
It flitted from city to city, house to house, looking at anything that caught its interest, which was most things. It was young and curious. It knew it wasn't supposed to be here, away from its friends, but it couldn't help it. Everything was new and exciting!
In that run-down city, in a run-down house, a run-down girl woke with a start. Nightmares again.
She fumbled for her glasses and sighed. She just... She just didn't know how much more she had in her. She'd already gone through one year of torment, and summer was halfway over. She'd managed to avoid them so far, but if anything that made her more tense. They were probably stocking up on all kinds of awful ideas...
The strange lights outside her window caught her attention and she looked outside. It was... beautiful...
It came to a stop in a dark city. Not dark-dark but gloomy-dark. It was dirty and it was sad. It did not like it here, and so it was going to leave and return to the group now... or at least, it was until it sensed a place in the suburbs where Something was Happening.
Taylor watched the shooting stars with a slackened jaw and wide eyes. For a moment, it was as though all her troubles had melted away. She'd never seen any shooting stars before, and now they practically filled the sky! She hadn't heard of a meteor shower happening... but then, where would she have heard it? She didn't talk to anyone and really she didn't even watch TV anymore so she wouldn't have seen the news, and Dad--
Oh, no, there it was.
She slumped to one side, resting her arm an the windowsill. Her life sucked, she remembered now. Oh well.
She kept watching the sky. At least it was still pretty.
She just wished... She just wished...
A wish was being made! And no shooting star worth their stardust would let one go unheard. Ungranted, well, that was different. It was only young, after all.
"Heh." Listen to her, making a wish on a shooting star. What was she, six?
...
Still, it wasn't like she had anything left to lose.
"I wish..." she faltered. Even by herself, she wasn't sure she wanted to voice it out loud.
No, silly human, you needed to say it out loud! The little star almost cried out loud, but it wasn't supposed to be seen. So that probably meant it wasn't supposed to be heard either.
She sighed. "I wish my life could mean something besides just being a punching bag for Emma and her friends. I just wish I could make a difference. Make the world a better place, even if only a little bit."
The little star felt the Wish settle into it and let out a tiny gasp. That... was a big wish. It wasn't one it could grant on its own. But... it was a good wish, one that deserved to be heard...
Taylor felt as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. The difference was so sudden it was startling. Maybe those kids' shows were onto something when they said it was good to talk about your problems?
A yawn reminded her how late it was, and the meteor shower seemed to be thinning out. She should probably go back to bed...
She settled back down for the long haul instead. She would have gone to wake her dad to show him, but he was working overnight again. She hoped he could see this.
...It couldn't grant the Wish, but it knew someone who could. But then it'd have to explain what it was doing...
It struggled with itself for a moment before racing off. It would be in a lot of trouble, but this was Important!
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Taylor didn't remember getting back in bed, but she woke up under her covers. She sat up and stretched.
She felt... pretty good actually. Really good. It was like she hadn't spent most of her night awake at all. She couldn't remember the last time she woke up with this much energy.
She reached out for her glasses and blinked when her hands met empty table instead. A quick check told her they were still on her face from last night.
Getting up to get ready for whatever she ended up doing today, she took a step forward and trod on something that rolled. Her feet swept out form under her and she landed back on her bed with a short shriek.
The screwdriver she'd stepped on clattered away into the wall.
Taylor raised an eyebrow at that. Why was there a screwdriver in her room?
She shrugged and reached out to wind up her... alarm clock...
That was not her alarm clock. It had parts from her clock, but her clock didn't have feet or a huge-ass wind-up key.
She kept winding, and the digital display changed to display the numbers 8:00. Well... she was still confused, but that seemed like a reasonable time to get up during the summer. She let go of the key and set it down.
The clock's display started counting down and it walked forward, Taylor too baffled to stop it as it fell off the edge of her nightstand. Except it was counting down seconds, not minutes or hours.
It started beeping when it hit 3:00, and Taylor only just had time to realize what was about to happen and throw her pillow on top before it--
BOOM
--exploded. The pillow burst into a mess of cotton and black smoke filled the room. Taylor went into a coughing fit, but thankfully it only scorched the carpet instead of doing any real damage.
Kind of pathetic, actually. You'd think a Bomb that size would do a little more, wouldn't you? She wondered what the payload had been. She thought that there might be a way to make an explosive from various house-hold chemicals that would produce a weak explosion like that, but she was sure with a little thought she could make it way better. A little elbow grease and some gunpowder and she could make one that could blow a hole in solid granite!
Taylor paused in the middle of gathering up the pieces of her clock with the full intention of rebuilding it. Because she was fully confident that she could. She looked at the screwdriver again, not having noticed when she picked it up to pry apart the remains of the bomb's casing.
"Oh," she said faintly. "I built that, didn't I...?"
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There you are, Rigel. I've been looking for you. You aren't supposed to wander off, you know... Oh? ...Oh my, that does sound interesting. Let me take a look...
...You're right. It is a good Wish indeed.
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