Chester D. Bewm, Nina Shroomer, and Elline Koopmore
Quiet Meadows
Shroomer Item Shop
Chester just sat in the item shop, completely lost on what to do. Sure technically everything hadn't gone wrong, Alex had apologized and most of the paint had already been washed off before they showed up anyways, but it was SO AWKWARD watching Alex and Elline. "Ehhh...." He looked left and right before finally settling on continuing to stare at the floor. "Sorry to interrupt discussion Nina and Elline, I just thought dat Alex could help clean off mess on store. But den Mayor Monty was on walk and took too long so Chester is late and work is already done... And also Nina I must apologize to you and your family for hole my head made in garden when I...went off earlier." Elline looked at Chester confusingly, but finally put the pieces together. She realized that Chester and Mayor Monty were the ones who made Alex apologize, which was sort of making sense to her now, seeing as how he had past history with the Mayor. That was why Chester was with Alex, and the reason why her brother was acting so weird.
Nina glanced down at Chester as he spoke, giving a rather confused look in the direction of the Bob-omb. The Toadette honestly had no idea he had even exploded... much less of the fact that he had done so in the garden behind the store. For some reason, Nina Shroomer was starting to get the feeling that today was just not going to be her day.
Putting the exact amount of change on the counter in front of Nina, Elline gave a nod to Chester and Nina, grabbing the ointment. She really did need to get going, although it was rather pleasant running into Nina and the infamous Bob-Omb. However, she only wished it would have been under a different circumstance. Giving them smile, she headed out the door leaving the two alone.
"Um... Don't worry about it, Chester," Nina finally replied. The self-proclaimed explorer rubbed her temples slowly, trying to figure out just how she would explain the damage to her uncle later. After all, there was only so long one could cover-up a hole in a garden. "Just out of curiosity, about how big of a hole are we talking about? You know, a small one about the size of a rock?"
For some reason Chester perked up a lot simply by being asked a question about the problem he could definitely answer. "Oh, is easy question, hole is de size of my head! Because... well Chester's head is what made hole."
"I see..." Nina replied. She moved out from behind the counter and walked over to Chester with a sigh. "I guess we should go take a look at the damage. Hopefully it's not too bad. The last thing I need is for Uncle to freak out so hard his spores shoot off."
"Is actually pretty lucky fall if I say so myself." Chester answered happily, bouncing a little bit while he followed Nina out the back of the shop. "If I am remembering correctly I didn't land on any flowers or anything, I fell in one of da few empty patches of grass."
Nina's eyes widened as she walked to the spot Chester was talking about. Luckily, the Bob-omb did in fact manage to miss the flowers and her aunt's collection of lawn gnomes. Still, it was a rather impressive looking hole that stood before them. It would probably take a decent amount of dirt to fill the hole back up. Nina put her hands on her hips as she glanced over from the hole and back over towards Chester.
"What... exactly set you off to blow like that, anyways?" Nina asked. She bit her lip for a moment, as if hesitating to press on further. Still, she knew Chester for a bit. The Toadette figured that she had nothing to lose at this point. "Don't most Bob-ombs have some sort of control or switch or something in them to decide when they're gonna blow up like that?"
Chester looked down at the hole when Nina finally saw it and looked at her nervously when she turned back to him. "Is Alex and Billy boo of course! Chester saw dem throwing paint balloons at shop and demand dey err...'cease and desist'? When Alex refused and decided to throw balloon at Chester I realize only rehabilitation is good BLASTing, so I Blasted dem in town square. Is not many people who can continue delinquency after explosive reformation." At his own description of the events Chester's eyes closed happily, the closest thing a Bob-Omb could do to a smile, and he bounced on his toes a little bit.
"Den BLAST sends Chester in to sky and next thing I know everything is dark and I am knowing giant worms will come and eat me if I do not escape soon. But much to my thankings miss Caitlynn pulls me out of de ground, closed spaces are no place for Bob-Ombs. As to last question...ehh...When something needs to be blasted or I am very angry I just...BLAST it?" He tilted his head and said the last part with an inquisitive inflection, not really knowing himself exactly how he or the rest of his people controlled when they exploded.
"I think I followed most of that," Nina replied. She looked back to the hole, a small whistle escaping her lips as she did so. "You know, Chester, this really is some hole. In fact, it sort of reminds me of that time when I was digging for treasure in the middle of the desert three years ago... Have I ever told you that story?"
He was listening intently to every word like he always did when someone was speaking to him, but the moment Chester heard the word story he was glad Bob-Ombs couldn't pale at bad news. "I...err... may have heard dat one from de children at some point but it is not ringing the bells at de moment."
"Well, why not settle in and I'll tell you the tale!" Nina exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "I remember it just like it was yesterday. I was just about 13 or 14 years old, and I had just been shipwrecked on a deserted island. Lemme tell you now, when I say deserted, I mean it. There was no life anywhere! No trees, no water but the salty, salty ocean around me!"
Chester resigned himself to his fate and 'settled in' sitting on the floor and looking intently at Nina while he listened. He couldn't take the story seriously, but that was no reason to be negative about it, it could still be fun true or not!
"I knew that I had to think quick if I was gonna make it out of this mess alive. It was going to require cunning, wit, and courage... None of which I have a shortage on, I might add," Nina explained. A proud smirk graced the Toadette's lips as she spoke. She closed her eyes, the scene starting to play out in her head. "I was short on supplies from the crash of that dreadful voyage. Armed with only a shovel, an umbrella, and my trusty slingshot, I quickly sat out from the wreckage of my ship and began to explore the island before me."
Chest fidgeted, she was actually going to go on with her story...Something occurred to him, but as an actual concern instead of a way out, so he cleared his throat. "Miss Nina, what about hole? Does Chester need to help fill in? Pay reparations? Do other work? Or just apologize very nicely?"
"Please, don't interrupt me," Nina replied quickly. "Now, where was I..."
The Toadette crossed her arms, gazing up at the sky as she continued to tell her story. What followed next was easily an hour's worth of rambling. Nina's story quickly escalated to cover things that most people would never conceive as possible, including being attacked by restless natives made of broccoli, finding the treasure of an ancient volcano god, and even managing to tame a flying, fire-breathing Czar dragon that she used to fly back to Quiet Meadows with.
"And from that day forward, I was known as the great hero of Dry Dry Island. Well, what do you think? Quite the story, am I right? I bet you wish you could've been there," Nina said proudly, placing her hands on her hips.
At the words 'am I right?' the bubble coming from Chester's face popped and he jumped up. "Who?! Wha!? Where are de giant worms? Oh, I am safe, thank goodness. Err yes Chester is so filled with enviousness of your great adventures, Nina...now what do we do about hole?"
"Hole... What hole?" Nina asked, an actual clueless expression gracing the Toadette's face.
"....De hole" Chester said, looking down at the spot his head had made in the garden earlier. "De hole we came out here for Chester to show you?"
"Oh... Um... We'll just cover it up," Nina said quickly, more or less shrugging off any concern she may have had for the hole. "I'm sure Uncle won't notice a thing."
Chester thought for a moment, furrowing his lack-of-a-brow and staring at the hole. "I...suppose, whatever you tink is best, Miss Nina."
And so the two of them went about filling in the hole as best they could. This was mostly done by using rubble and any dirt that happened to be around from where Chester had let himself go in the first place. It was not by any means a job well done, but at the very least there was not a noticeable hole in the middle of the garden anymore.
"I think that should just about do it," Nina said, patting the ground some to try and even out the dirt they had used to fill the hole. "Now, please be more careful next time? Maybe you should try counting or deep breaths the next time you feel a boom coming on, yeah?"
"I will try my best." Chester answered with a nod. "But sometimes when trouble is a foot the only solution is a good BLAST!" With the knowledge that he'd more or less made up for his earlier outburst Chester bowed as best a Bob-Omb can and left the shop. "Good day miss Nina! Chester is hoping you have lots of fun and many things are bought from shop!"
Nina sighed and waved at the Bob-Omb as he left the shop. Out of all the characters in the little town, Chester was definitely one of the most unique. Glancing back at the hole that she had filled with his help, Nina sighed and shook her head before returning to her work inside the store. With any luck, Chester would be somewhere else and away from her uncle's shop the next time he felt an explosion coming on...