Reader × Koopalings

Chapter 3

The ride was rather quiet on the way back, having no music playing at all.

You looked out the window, watching the view as it passed. You then looked at your side, and noticed the others. Lemmy was on the New 3DS, playing Smash, while Wendy looked out the window, meanwhile Larry took a nap.

And in front of you, Ludwig had ear buds on, while combing his hair. Next to him was Morton who seemed to be bored swaying his feet, and in the middle was Iggy who was fiddling with a paper clip he'd found. Meanwhile Roy was drawing a mustache on Larry with what seemed to be a permanent marker.

You sighed from boredom, putting your head back, and staring at the roof of the car. Bowser glanced at you from the rearview mirror, before turning his attention back to the road ahead.

After a while, you reached Bowser's castle once more. "Well that was a good nap." Larry yawned. You noticed the mustache drawn on his face, and giggled. "What's so funny?" He questioned.

You couldn't really tell him, since you were too busy laughing. Now he seemed dumbfounded. "Is there something on my face?" He asked, starting to get annoyed.

You nodded, while covering the smile on your lips, and giggling. The rest laughed along, noticing the mustache that Roy had drawn. Roy then held up a mirror, letting Larry view his face.

"Wh—What the heck?!" Larry stuttered, while running off into the castle. "Good one, Roy" Ludwig chuckled.

After entering the castle, you were let into Wendy's room. "Well, now Larry and Roy will be at it with outwitting one another." Wendy stated, turning her phone on. You nodded in agreement, knowing exactly how they always tried to get even with one another.

"Wanna stay over for a sleep over? We could make a slumber party!" Wendy cheered. "Does this 'slumber party' involve you being on the phone all night, completely ignoring me, while I die of boredom?" You questioned plainly.

You knew very well that Wendy only paid attention to you less than half the time. The other half was spent doing everything, but paying attention to you.

"Don't get smart with me. Now I promise you'll have fun. And since you think I don't care about ya, I'll make it up to you. You will have a day to tell me what to do all day, I'll do any activity you'd like, we can go anywhere you want, it'll be your day." Wendy stated.

You smiled at the thought. For once in a while you felt like Wendy cared. Sure she could be rude, a bit spoiled, and a slight brat, but she cared enough to take you to the mall, give you a transformation, and now she was giving you a day where you could do anything you'd like with her.

"Ok, but it better be fun" You stated, slightly unsure. "I'm all about fun." Wendy said, continuing to text. You looked over at her, doubting a bit of what she'd said, but maybe giving her a chance will give her that to prove.

After a quick call asking for permission to stay, Wendy had brought all types of snacks into her room. Sodas, chips, cookies, popsicles, everything was included. Even a bowl of popcorn.

But as you made your way back into her room, you noticed her doing something with the bed sheets. She used a large rope and hung it from both sides of the room. She then threw a sheet over it, and put pillows on the floor.

"Are...you......making a fort?" You asked, giving her a strange look. "What's wrong with it?" She questioned. "Nothing..." You mumbled.

You never really thought Wendy was the type of person to make a fort. She was usually into all the fashion, and all those sorts of things. She was commonly seen as a girly girl, but she had no problem showing her tomboy side.

Soon enough she'd finished. "Come on in! It's cozy inside!" She called from inside the pink fort. You stared down at it, thinking it was pretty small, but as you crawled in, you noticed how large and spacey it really was.

"Whoa..." You mumbled in amazement. Wendy held a flashlight, before turning it on. "Like it?" She asked. You nodded.

"When I was younger me and the boys used to make our own forts with pillows and blankets, and sometimes we made competitions on which was the best." Wendy said.

"And I'm guessing yours was the biggest?" You asked, as you'd seen the large amount of space. "That's right." She replied. She then put the blanket over her TV, letting in the game console.

"Time to play on the Wii U." Wendy stated, while turning it on. You watched as she selected a game to play, then took the second control, since Wendy usually took the gamepad.

After a few hours of eating, playing video games, telling jokes, and watching TV, Wendy had become very sleepy. Although it was still quite early.

"Tomorrow's your day, (Y/n)" She yawned, while putting her head on a pillow. You nodded, watching her eyes slowly close, and soon enough she was asleep.

After a few minutes, you exited the room. You tiptoed to the kitchen, in search for a snack, since you and Wendy had run out of snacks.

As you entered the kitchen, you noticed Ludwig searching for something in the cabinets. He paid so much attention to his search, he didn't even notice you came in.

But then you noticed some frizz on his hair. And while he was off guard, you tiptoed over to him, and ran your fingers through his large blue hair. You'd always wondered how it felt.

Usual guy hair made you think "well he's got soft hair" but this guy's made you think "oh my mushrooms, your hair is like a cloud from heaven!". But as he pulled away, you were left with nothing but cold air. Bringing you back to the real world.

"Don't touch!" He scolded. "Sorry...but...your hair is amazing." You mumbled. You were still being a bit controlled by the feeling of his hair.

"I know, but you can't touch. It takes forever to comb and keep perfect." He stated, finally getting some chips from the cabinets.

You then glanced at his hair, and saw the frizz from earlier. "I...have to tell you something..." You said. "What is it?" He asked.

But then you thought. If you told him he had a small frizz on his hair, he'd go insane and take out a billion combs and brushes, just to fix it. But if you didn't tell him, he'd find more frizz on his hair the next morning.

"Your hair is fabulous." You blurted out, trying not to seem suspicious. He raised an eyebrow, with a slight confused expression, then smiled.

"Well, thanks. Now I'm gonna rest. You should too." He advised, before walking out the kitchen. As he left, you let a sigh of relief escape your lips. You then walked back to Wendy's room.

Since she was sleeping in the fort, which was on the ground, you decided to take the bed. Although she'd probably be mad the following morning.