Luigi: Took you long enough! Toad: Oh, sure, blame the short guy! Mario: Let’s-a Go!
Toad: 'Join the Mushroom Retainers!' they said. 'YOU'LL FLY FOR FREE!' THEY SAID.
Author's Note: It is with heavy heart that I must inform you all that my hard drive went kaput earlier this week and that my ability to produce Cleanup Crew will be severely limited in the coming time. And if that telltale clicking noise it makes means anything, it probably means damage I can't afford to have professionals repair. Luckily not everything is lost. I have a few outlines of yet to come arcs still preserved and might be able to set ship back up before the week is out. But that's the optimistic interpretation. Maybe I'll have to go on hiatus for a time (I hope not, but no promises). If I do have to go on hiatus, I want to thank all of you who supported the comic for the past year. It's always encouraging to know people enjoyed my work enough to come back for more. So Thank You, one and all.
Toad: I sense satisfaction to be imminent.
Toad: Whoa, sorry, dozed off for a second. …Er, wait, was drowning part of my script? (Author’s Note: Whoo! One year anniversary!)
Toad: Really dark in here. Hello? HELLOOOOH? (Author's Note: Sorry I forgot to share last week's graphic).
Director: Sorry, Toad. I know how much effort you've put in, but we the writing staff botched it and you have to do all your comics over. Toad: I would like to submit a formal complaint to the effect that 'this is not a well-organized endeavor'.
Peach: Toad, I don't think we're allowed to take breaks in the middle of a scene. Toad: Speak for yourself. I've been running everywhere.
Toad: I can't help it if you're still sore about my counterattack. It's not my fault I'm one hundred percent hitbox!
Toad: You know, this is somehow both infinitely better and worse than if you had been one of those door-to-door salesmen.
Toad: Y'know, I remember when the weirdest thing that happened on this job was getting turned into bricks.
Toad: I keep a list of all the bad ideas I encounter in life. This is now Item 7.
Princess Peach: I’m not sure what I’ve just stepped in, but I want it dead.
Toad: Are paint monsters even really alive? Or are they just animated?
I am quite pleased to announce that the Cleanup Crew Patreon is (finally) back on schedule! There are actual previews!
Toad: It’s time for another Good Idea, Awful Idea.
Toadette: Say, there’s a nice-looking monster!
Toad: For the last time, we are NOT stopping for directions!
Peach:They just don't make ominous disasters like they used to. Toad: Wish THEY knew that.
Cloop: Ungh! Sorry! Not happen again!
Cloop: Unnnngh. Beatles dead.
Toad: It's time for another Good Idea, Bad Idea.
Toadette: Toad, have you figured out what to do? Toad: Hold out and wait for the end. Toadette: That’s morbid! Toad: End -credits-. Nobody dies in a Mario game except the villain.
Toad: I’m not paid enough for this! Toadette: But you’re not paid anything in the first place. Toad: Exactly!
Bowser: I’m a complicated guy.
(Artist’s Note: Some practice of the King of Awesome’s expressions. I couldn’t help but notice that Bowser’s face isn’t really built for emotion. His mouth doesn’t grin or frown unless you toon it up.)
Toad: Your highness, we seriously need to talk about your taste in accessories.
Toad: Uh oh. Minister: Ack! This is a girl’s room! Toadsworth: We can’t be in a girl’s room! Toad: The things they keep in here I don’t want to see.
Toadsworth: Perhaps we should consider outsourcing our security staff to professionals.
Minister: Professionals?! That’s not how we do things!
Toad: You’d be amazed at how strong the Minister is.
Toadsworth: Mushrooms get stronger with age.