[h3][color=00a651]Mr L[/color] - Some Prick's Rooftop[/h3]

As usual, he's got one hell of a view of the sunrise.  Sure the tiles are cold and more than a bit uncomfortable to lay on but its nothing for something [i]this[/i] keen.  The village of Home (and what sort of lazy unimaginative loser picked that kind of a name is beyond him) is pretty quiet around this hour and it's a nice time to plan out what he'll probably do that day.  Or at least it [i]should be[/i] if not for Mr Ego Bigger Than Mr Shell-For-Brains Is Always Beaten By Red Fatsos.  Mr L rolls his eyes as the freak finishes pummeling on every door in place.  [color=00a651]"Geeze.  Sometimes I don't know who's worse: him or the Koopa creep.  ... eh, probably him as at least King Incompetent ain't nowhere near here."[/color]

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Speaking of Koopas how weird is it that some of the Pit rejects running around happen to look and move like them?  Sure they are dumber than normal and just blindly attack but it sends chills down his spine at the thought of munching on their meat.  He's not nuts like a Yoshi so while the thief might eat Koopa Pasta there's no way he'd eat [i]Pasta with Koopa[/i].  Blegh.  Looks like it's another day of pretty much Shroom Shakes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner for him.

A flash of something purple catches his eye as Mr L starts to get a move on.  There is no small amount of relief when he realizes it's just that butterball.  Apparently she's doing the same thing as him, just on a distant roof.  Huh.  Wonder if she does this a lot.  Not like he really paid much attention to her before.