A Spring Story: Volume III

 ...and now, ladies and also gentlemen... for your edification and human enjoyment... here is the stunning and thrilling conclusion to our story.


Chapter 10
The Global American World Nintendo Championship!


Julio was now walking almost three hundred gruelling steps per day while holding onto the padded railing of the hospital's recovery ward. He needed to get better soon and he needed to get stronger fast because his crew, who as of now were not only very very legit but were also counting on him, badly needed him to return to school so they could be reunited.

Woolly-Milton had phoned him and told him that he put Julio's name in the school's registry for The Global American World Nintendo Championship. He explained that it was to be in three weeks... and that phone call was now more than two weeks old... it was almost time.

He told his mother, the ever-gentle Juanita who was still bringing him home-cooked food almost every single day that he was in the hospital since his bicycle accident... that even if he was still in a wheel chair... he told his mother that he wanted to leave the hospital early. He would go back to school and compete in The Global American World Nintendo Championship... even if he had to be wheeled in. His hands still worked! All he really needed was his thumbs and his brain to play Mario when it came down to it!

Peter told him that the newest member of the former Triangle of T, now the Quadrangle of T, is so good at Super Mario that he must be on some kind of terribly illegal nintendo steroids of some manner. Apparently, people from the other homeroom, Mr. Schett's homeroom, told Peter that they play Super Mario Bros. 3 all morning in homeroom... and Thor Backlund is so good at it... that it is unholy. The kid is some sort of nintendo wonder boy.

When Matsuo phones him up... he used to help him beat Dragon Warrior (or Quest depending on what region you live in) II... and he finally beat it a couple of days ago. He defeated Malroth the Master of Destruction thanks to Matsuo's clever pro-tips and expert advice. Matsuo also informed his best pal, Julio, that Woolly-Milton Regular defeated the Quadrangle at the school's friday night cookout rap battle. Julio was so proud of his friends... he needed to get better... for them.

Just then his mother, the kind-hearted and warm Juanita, entered his room holding a yellow box!

"Julio! Your cousin, Jorge, works at a warehouse now that distributes movies and video games! He found the game you wanted and bought you a copy straight from the supplier! It's the one you were so anxious to get... Super Mario Bros. 3!" said his mother while holding up a box so yellow that it could be seen from five miles away.

Super... Mario... 3?

"Mama! Thank you so much! Gracias! Put it in the machine! Put it in the machine!" implored Julio.

His mother unwrapped the plastic seal, opened the yellow box, and tried to put the game into the nintendo but never had put a nintendo cartridge into a nintendo entertainment system previously in her life.

"Like...this?" she asked Julio.

"NO! THE OTHER WAY!" implored Julio who couldn't wait to play Mario 3 and train for the The Global American World Nintendo Championship.

"Like... what? Do I have to blow in it or something like you do? Like...THIS!?" she asked putting it in upside-down now.

"No! Put it with the thing facing up!" he explained.

"Oh... like this?" she asked.

"YES! AAAAAAAAAH! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I HAVE ONLY THREE DAYS LEFT! I HAVE TO TRAIN ALL DAY AND ALL NIGHT!" said Julio.

"..." said his mother.


To Be Continued....