SMG4: The Good, the Bad and the Crazy

Possession, with friends!

SMG4 was busy dusting off his hat, as he looked at himself in the mirror. Once he was finished, he called out:

"Aeris, you got my notes ready?"

Meanwhile, Aeris was about to head up the stairs when Luigi suddenly warned him.

"Careful! The stairs are still pretty unstable from the repairs."

"Alright, alright," Aeris replied, as he carefully made his way up. Once he was fully upstairs, the inkling ran in, holding a file filled with a stack of different papers inside.

"Here you go, all the answers you prepared for the convention," he told him.

"Thanks... My briefcase with Owen is?"

"Right here," the secretary told him, holding up the briefcase for him. SMG4 quickly took it, making sure everything inside was still there.

"Boss, calm down. You're not scheduled to be at the convention in the next couple of hours," Aeris said.

"I know, I know. I just want to make sure everything is perfect. These conventions have a strike system. I've already gotten two strikes from the whole t-pose virus incident plus that one Lord of the Rings parody we did. If I get one more, I'll be banned! Plus, I gotta make a good impression with my new look!"

"Speaking of which, how do you feel about it?"

"Well on the bright side, I don't need to clean that mustache anymore."

"Right..."

"Well, I'm off, wish me luck!"

And with that, SMG4 quickly rushed out of the room. Just as he did, however, Aeris realized he'd forgotten to take his answer sheets.

"Hey boss!" he called out, "You forgot your-"

Crack! Thud thud thud! Blang!!

"Oh squid," he cursed, as he made a dash out of the room to see what had happened. There, to his shock, was SMG4, lying unconscious on the ground, having gone too fast down the stairs, broken one of the steps and had fallen down.

"Boss!" he gasped, as he and the rest of the gang rushed to his aid.

Later

After several different attempts involving ice water, CPR, etc... the gang soon gave up on trying to wake SMG4 up from his comatose state.

"SMG4 is dead!" Mario declared in his doctor attire.

"He's still breathing though," pointed out Luigi, "So brother, please put away the coffin."

"Fine!" his brother huffed, as he tossed it out the window.

"This is terrible. If the boss doesn't make it to the convention in time to hold his booth, he'll be banned!" Aeris said, worriedly.

"WhY dOn'T wE jUsT dReSs MaRiO uP aS sMg4, tHeY'd LoOk ThE sAmE!" pointed out Bob.

"Aw hell no! I don't wanna wear Glitchy's bois stupid clothes! Look how ridiculous he looks with the hat and the overalls-"

"Brother, he wears the same clothes as we do but with a different color-" Luigi pointed out.

Mario threatened.

"... Okie dokie," replied Luigi, timidly.

The group started thinking for a moment, before the green plumber suddenly had an idea.