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Title

Super Mario Frustration Drabbles

Summary

The Beybladers are introduced to a new challenge – Super Mario Frustration. Rated T for lots of swearing.

Special Thanks

yuriAMANDAyaoi, Rangerapprentice and DGMSilverAirHead03 for reviewing the previous chapter

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Chapter Twenty Three: Spencer

Usually calm and gentle, Spencer's patience was put to the test when he loaded Super Mario Frustration. But the game showed a different side to Spencer, a side far more terrifying than watching Boris sing karaoke in a playboy bunny suit. The calm and gentle giant often dubbed as strong and silent, let out a deep roar as Mario fell to the bottom of the stage.

Where did the little funny dressed man go? Was he even a man or just a little boy? Who designed his clothes and what was with the awful moustache? It almost looked identical to the one Stanley Dickenson had, only the chairman did not have a black one. But that wasn't the point. The point was who the hell designed this level?

Perhaps Boris was behind this monstrosity. It seemed like something he would do. He was evil after all. "Jump Mario!" he raged at the screen, balling a giant fist and shaking it vigorously. But Mario would not listen, instead he refused to jump. Once again Spencer found himself listening to that horrible doom music. There would be no sleep for him tonight with that tune playing in his mind.

He tried again. He was not a quitter! Kai, Tala, Bryan and Ian had all had a shot; all four had failed miserably. He was not going to be a failure. But his patience was being tested. It didn't matter how hard he hit the jump key, Mario would either;

a) refuse to jump and walk off the platform

b) choose to jump but not make the distance

c) choose to jump and go too far

It seemed as if Mario was afraid to land on the safety platform. The more Spencer played the game, the more he was convinced Boris had created the game. It was as if he had designed to specifically for people to fail. Or perhaps one of those nasty BEGA bladers designed it. Maybe they worked together as a team to cause hell for everyone!

The screen reloaded and once again Spencer was back to where he started from. Mario jumped then fell. It was as if the game was tormenting him! His fists clenched, and his heart hammered wildly in his chest. He tried to calm his breathing but his frustration had reached a peak. He tried again, one final mad attempt, but Mario did not make the jump.

"Fuck my life!" Spencer shouted, slamming his fists down on the table causing a mini earthquake.

He wasn't going to continue letting this game drain his happiness away.

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Decided not to do Joseph this time around, but he will be coming. As always, reviews much appreciated!