Hi, my name’s Mario Freeman I’m Italian and a 14-year-old computer genius. No one really cares though, and I’d think you wouldn’t either.
He’s rich, greedy and a snob; born heir to the supermarket king, Roald Schroeder, of the Schroeder Enterprises® and, my best friend all over, 15-year-old, Derek Schroeder. People think he’s the most stuck-up person you’ll ever meet. But get to know him, and he will come with an X-Box 360 one day to say sorry when you had a fight last week and weren’t on speaking terms.
Hi, my name’s Mario Freeman I’m Italian and a 14-year-old computer genius. No one really cares though, and I’d think you wouldn’t either.
Anyway, we were doing science experiments on day in the labs after school (Derek was excellent at science, but he never showed that to Mr Du, our science teacher). I was using my new microscope I got from Nana Westmisten and examining fools’ gold we were creating and trying to sell it on eBay, it was hard work. Derek was testing his “Gold Ray 3000″ “Why do you always have to put numbers on your inventions?” I asked him the quintillionth time that week. “It seems cool” He always replies. Even though it’s not cool, and everyone says it just an old hair dryer and some gold paint stolen from the art cupboard. No one has actually seen it work, except for me and Derek.
“I’m making the final touches on my super size /shrinkinator” He said one day at the labs during lunch. I just knew it wouldn’t work, I mean, come on, a modified Nintendo Game Boy and a Super Mario 3 game pak? I was like, get a grip Schroeder; it’s not going to work!
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How wrong I was………
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The next weekend, we snuck into the newly refurbished lab. I, being a techno-geek broke the lock and the security system.
About half-four, Derek bet all of his money, plus all of his dad’s money, that he can shrink something by five-thirty that day. I, of course will be very rich by tomorrow…
“Here we go…” Derek hoped. I crossed my fingers in hope that my best friend will get I wrong. So he turned on the Game Boy, stuck in super Mario Bros. 3 and pointed the taped-on metal pieces at a Praying Mantis on the window. The tape was very weak and already starting to bend. Derek was probably thinking “Oh no, the tapes starting to bend towards Lawrence” because the metal antenna wasactually bending towards me. Suddenly, I heard a small whining sound and this time is didn’t come from a broken air conditioning system. About 2 seconds later, I heard the vibrating and sound of the Game Boy…… Then the usual sound of “Mario!” and “Here we go”. As well as a heap of small monotone “dooo”s’ from the Nintendo’s small noise.
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