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All of Your Toys
Chapter 1
One fine day in the Mushroom Kingdom, Toad was skipping along outside when...all of a sudden...a gigantic basket of flowers fell out of the sky and landed in front of him. He started, but then peered into the basket. "Well, what do you know! These are my favorite kind of flowers!" Toad sniffed the geraniums deeply. "Mmmm, I love geraniums." Then all at once, Toad keeled over, out cold.
Meanwhile, in France....
"Darling, will you order me a cappucino? I don't speak French," whined Axem Pink.
"Oh, okay." That was Axem Green. He thumbed through a fat French-English- Japanese dictionary and very slowly asked the waiter for a cappucino the best way he knew how.
"Whatabout some cake, Greeny? I'm huuuungry," Axem Yellow rubbed his sizeable stomach.
"You can afford to miss a meal, dude," muttered Axem Black.
"Oh, enough of this!" Axem Red exclaimed. "What are we doing, hiding out in France like a bunch of ninnies? Sure we got defeated, but shouldn't we go back and redeem ourselves?"
Pink stared at him unenthusiastically. "Whatever for? I'm having plenty of fun right here. French makeup is cheap and well-made. If only I could stomach the food. Escargo? Gag me!"
Green squinted at the menu. "Does anyone know what Duck Le'orange vis clamri neuro de lamb is?"
"I do!" boomed a large, hearty French woman sitting nearby. In a thick accent, she answered his question. "Orange duck with canned lamb brains!"
Green dashed off to the little boy's room immediately. Yellow licked his lips. "Doesn't sound so bad to me."
"BLIMEY!" remarked a small black cat, swishing its tail and watching them. "Egad. You must be joking."
"Nope. Who're you?" Yellow narrowed his eyes.
"I'm anyone, absolutely anyone, old chap. My name's not important. Listen, I'm from Manchester, dontcha know, an' I've got an assignment. Wouldja like a recording contract then, mates?"
Black polished his shades. "Oh man, yeah! When do we start, miss kitty?"
The cat grinned, showing all her teeth. "Oh, please, call me Sill. And you start whenever yer ready...next Tuesday awright?"
"I'll say!" exclaimed Black.
"Now just hold on a minute!" exploded Red. "We can't just go off with this cat and become recording artists! What about integrity?"
"Integrity's not a skill you get much use out of in the business world, mate," said Sill. "Take it from someone who knows." Then she stalked off and was gone.
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