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[mrs-luigi-vargas]

(Chaos) Heart Condition

Rating: General Audiences Characters: Luigi, Mario, Peach, Merlon Relationships: Mario & Luigi, Luigi & Peach Tags: Sickfic, Sick Luigi, Angst

Summary: There wasn't anything particularly special about the morning Luigi woke up with a weird feeling in his chest. Prompt: Heart Condition Word Count: 1,607 words

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There wasn't anything particularly special about the morning Luigi woke up with a weird feeling in his chest.

It was a light pressure, of sorts, right under the center of his sternum. Or maybe it sat nestled in the side of his rib cage, he thought, poking and prodding at it as he chewed his breakfast. Mario’s curious look over the table was met with a shrug. To tell the truth, Luigi wasn't sure if this was or wasn't an extended consequence of all the intense yardwork he and Mario had done yesterday. There had been aches in muscles he hadn't even known he’d had when they’d finished. He was still sore in some of those muscles now.

But even after another hot bath and decent night’s rest, the only ache remaining was the one in his chest, and the oddity of it was enough to bring up to Mario, an anxiety lacing his words. Mario reflected that anxiety right back at him, in his own poking and prodding and quizzing of his brother on the other symptoms he might have — of which there were none, puzzlingly enough.

Nonetheless, they both ended up in Luigi’s kart, speeding towards Toad Town and the Toadley Clinic, where after a long back-and-forth filled with questions and answers interspersed with one test or another, the larger answer as to what was wrong with Luigi still lay out of reach of doctors and patient alike. Thus, they were all forced to go back to the drawing board; something that both intrigued the doctors and worried Mario something fierce. Luigi, still reeling from the experience of getting his blood drawn, was just happy to be stepping out of the clinic as the day turned to evening.

But instead of going home, they went to the Mushroom Castle, because if Luigi’s condition changed then they would be that much closer to the clinic. At least, that was what they told Peach, when she came down to greet them. Peach, of course, was completely willing to let them stay in a guest room, concern shining in her eyes, and so Mario had to go back home to get some of their things. Before running off to the kart, he made sure to hug Luigi as tight as he could, promising to be quick.

Peach and Luigi watched from a window as Mario drove away, tires screeching. Peach giggled at Luigi’s disgruntled face. “I’m sure your kart will come back in one piece,” she smirked.

“It better,” Luigi grumbled. The kart sped down the road, and Luigi’s grip on the windowsill tightened once it was out of sight. Peach reached over to gently place a hand on his and, almost on cue, Luigi’s breath hitched.

With a sympathetic frown, Peach wrapped an arm around Luigi’s shoulder, leading him to a nearby bench for them to sit on. Luigi wiped at his face, unsuccessfully stifling a whimper.

“They d-don't kno-o-ow...” Luigi tried to say, face crumpling.

Peach shushed him, pulling him into an embrace. Luigi shook in her arms as she held him, rubbing a hand up and down his back and murmuring reassurances. “Breathe with me?” she gently bade him, eying the way his chest heaved with each sob. The last thing they needed was his crying setting something about his condition off.

When his breathing steadied, Luigi pulled away. He was still sniffling. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

Peach shook her head, hands on Luigi’s shoulders so he couldn't retreat far. “Don’t apologize,” she said. “I can't imagine how stressful today was for you.”

Luigi sniffled again. Peach passed him a handkerchief with which to wipe his face. “What if I tried to see if I can help?” she asked as he did so. “Might be worth a shot!”

“Really?”

“Really.” Peach wiggled her fingers with an encouraging smile.

Luigi huffed a laugh, meeting her expression with a hopeful one. “Okay...”

Peach nodded firmly. Twisting to face Luigi fully, she carefully placed her fingertips onto Luigi’s collarbone. With a deep breath, the points of contact warmed with her healing magic, and Luigi could feel it spread across his shoulders and down to his chest —

“Oh!” Startled, Peach withdrew her hands. “Did you...feel that?”

Luigi looked down, pressing a hand to his heart. “Yeah...” It had felt like Peach’s magic had...stuttered, in a way. Tripped on something it couldn't see and fallen flat on its face before it could show the world what it was made of. Luigi kind of empathized with it.

“Let me...try again.” Peach put her hands back into position. Once again, the magic poured into Luigi’s chest, but this time it didn't stop for anything. It also didn't do anything at all, aside from making Luigi squirm with a ticklish sensation. But when Peach switched gears and pressed a kiss to the vein from which Luigi’d had his blood drawn, the bandage came away to reveal smooth, unblemished skin.

Peach pursed her lips in thought. “...Follow me,” she said, gathering her skirts and standing up. She set off down the hall at a brisk walk, although when she noticed Luigi scramble to catch up she slowed her pace considerably. “Excuse me,” she said to the first Toad attendant they came across. “Could you please tell Mario when he returns that Luigi and I are at Merlon’s house?”

“Merlon’s?” Luigi questioned as the Toad agreed to pass the message.

Peach smiled at him, though it was strained. “We can take my bike,” she said. “So you don't have to walk.”

“I can walk!”

“I doubt Mario would be happy to hear you walked all the way to town.”

Luigi pouted, because, well, she was right.

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Merlon’s door opened with a bang as Mario rushed inside.

“I say!” Merlon exclaimed. “Would it really be so inconvenient for you to knock?”

Mario cringed, sheepish. He grew even more sheepish when he noticed Luigi still shocked still.

“It’s okay,” Luigi said, amusement tugging at his face. He still looked spooked above all, though, so Mario hurried to his side.

“Merlon was telling us about what he’d found,” Peach told Mario.

“Peach thought it was magic, that’s behind what’s wrong with me,” Luigi added at Mario’s confused look.

“And her intuition was right,” Merlon grumped. “From the moment that boy stepped inside the energy emanating from him was impossible to ignore. Ah, no need to make that face,” he continued at Mario’s alarm. “I wouldn't say it’s hostile. It’s, well...” He stroked his mustache thoughtfully. “I’ve never seen anything quite like it, myself.”

That didn't really give a reason for Mario to not be alarmed.

“I’d like to do a bit more research,” Merlon said. “Write to a few of my colleagues. We’ll solve this mystery yet. It shouldn’t be long! I’ll keep in touch.”

Peach and the Marios thanked Merlon, and then went back to the castle to wait. Dinner was a tense affair, everyone too worried to eat much. Or sleep much, either. The next morning, they got a messenger, not from Merlon, but from the clinic. The tests they were waiting for came back clean, and they wanted to run more. But what they wanted to test needed equipment they didn't have, so they got a referral for and an appointment at a hospital in New Donk City. And despite the knowledge that whatever was wrong with Luigi was magical in nature, Mario felt it was a good idea to take Luigi there anyway, just in case.

So after a flight on the Odyssey on which Mario barely got enough sleep to function and Luigi got none at all, the brothers were walking the streets of the city, trying to find the hospital.

Luigi yawned wide. “We’re not that far, are we?”

Mario squinted at the map they’d been given. He didn't think so. Though there was something silly about how so many years away from the city had their skills in navigating it atrophying so much.

As did their awareness, it turned out. Because while Mario was completely focused on where to turn at this intersection, Luigi stepped into the street to cross it. And then several noises happened all on top of each other — a blaring horn, a shout, a screech of tires; crunching metal, some short screams, and...something else. A discordant sound that had Mario’s heart stop just as much as the fact that his brother just got hit by a car. Because he’d heard that sound before, weeks ago, in a black room in a black castle in a purple-black Void, helpless to do anything as he watched his brother walk away against his will and get pulled into the air by —

Map lying forgotten on the sidewalk, Mario rushed past the damaged car to where Luigi had been flung to and was now waving off the concerned bystanders who were trying to help him stand. “I’m alright, bro,” Luigi reassured Mario when he got to him. Despite everything, he looked cheery. “And hey — that weird chest feeling went away! Guess we don't really need to go see the doctor after all, huh?”

Mario stared at him, eyes wide. Luigi’s cheeriness faltered. “Bro?” he asked. “I really think I’m fine; nothing’s hurting, anyway. And someone called an ambulance, so we’ll know for sure, soon!”

Mario still didn't respond. He tipped forward, resting his head on Luigi’s shoulder, hand clutched in Luigi’s shirt. Luigi hummed, resting his head on top of Mario’s, arm slung across Mario’s back, focusing on continuing to reassure Mario that he was a-ok.

Mario, meanwhile, was focused on how reachable Merlon from Flipside was.

[boom-fanfic-a-latta]

Aight! So, just to get an idea for what exactly needs to be filled in: what's the planned ending so far? Or at least, what does this middle need to cover?

So I'll start by saying that the clearest mental image I have of the whole finale is Doopliss-as-Mario trying to blackmail the Shadow Queen by holding a knife to Peach's throat :)

SOMEHOW this works, partially because I'm pretty sure they imply that the Shadow Queen NEEDS a pure-hearted vessel, and one of the things Peach is specifically known for in the RPGs especially is her pure heart.

But so, in essence: Doopliss hijacks being the final boss by bartering for power cause he might have gotten a bit more power-hungry over the course of things. Just a bit.

Team Violet (my name for the silly AU squad) ends up getting there right as this happens, probably directed there by a combo of Vivian telling them about her sister's plans, and being told by Doctor Toadley that they should PROBABLY HELP STOP THE END OF THE WORLD--

Oh, yeah, Doctor Toadley. Yep, I mean the guy from the Mario & Luigi series. He's here in this AU and basically serves as the group's contact on what they should try doing next--like Professor Frankley in TTYD proper, or Merlon in SPM, or Rodolfo in Temple of the Sun (guys you NEED to read Temple of the Sun it's such a good fic). He's also Toadara's uncle!

But so the gang shows up as this happens, Shade (Mario) remembers his encounter with Doopliss upon seeing his stolen body and suddenly things start to click into place, everyone is panicking over "Mario" threatening Peach because WHAT, Peach is just "I knew there was something off about this Mario, I knew this wasn't actually him, I CALLED IT" and is thus actually fairly less panicked than everyone else because she's less SHOCKED, the Shadow Queen is actually kinda impressed by the audacity but also angry because she NEEDS this vessel, all around chaos is ensuing and culminates in Doopliss getting to hijack being the Final Boss because thematic relevance heck you--

But so TLDR: Doopliss hijacks the Final Boss, though this doesn't need much setup cause the reasoning can be more implied than anything

ANYWAYS: What I need for the middle? Is mostly just A WAY TO KILL TIME BETWEEN CHAPTER 4 AND CHAPTER 8. Though...I HAVE gotten a few ideas.

One of these ideas is that while Team "Mario" is going after the 5th star, Team Violet ends up finding the 6th (the train one :D). After all, Chapter 6 ends up being a bit less...y'know, how it was in canon, without Doopliss doing specific shenanigans, that he is definitely NOT doing in this AU because obvious reasons.

Another idea is that, since the Three Shadows is more like the Two Shadows now and don't get a substitute for Vivian because, once again, DOOPLISS IS OTHERWISE OCCUPIED BEING MARIO, we could possibly have a subplot where Beldam tries stealing Vivian back and the gang has to rescue her from the abusive witch. This may or may not involve them going to the X-Naut Moon Base.

And there IS the initial return to Twilight Town, and the exploration of Creepy Steeple in which they fight Atomic Boo and learn Doopliss's name...though they won't know where to use it til the finale. It's a surprise tool that will help them later.

[rainyclouds64]

I was just playing Bowser's Inside Story because it's a great game and I noticed something. After unlocking the body slam ability, Bowser heads off to try to find a star cure in Dimble Wood until he is informed that Mario and Luigi got to the Dimble Wood star cure first. He is also told about the locations of the remaining 2 star cures: Plack Beach and Bowser Castle. He is told about the one at his castle by Private Goomp. This means that, for all Bowser knows, Mario and Luigi would have no idea that there is a star cure in his castle. They would know about the one at Plack Beach because he was told about that one by Doctor Toadley's bird message which was also adressed to Mario and Luigi, meaning that they would also be informed. Bowser had the choice to go to Plack Beach to try beating them to the punch but, instead, chose to go to his castle. He planned to let them get to the star cure at Plack Beach. Why did he only want 1 cure? I don't think he thought his options through.

[pepperycar]

Inspired by @itsavee4117 and @silenzahra “Cold place, warm hearts” part 6

Mario clutched Luigi to his chest tightly, not daring to let go as he and Lumalee headed through the beautiful warp zone. The cold icy blue clouds slowly merged with now-bright pink and purple clouds. Mario hugged Lumalee and braced himself for the exit pipe.~~Mario usually fell on his belly or face-first whenever leaving the pipe, still getting used to this worlds rules, this time however Mario took extra care to make sure he landed on his feet. Or butt-that also works.... he brushed himself off as Lumalee landed on his head, still wearing Luigi’s hat. Mario felt something gently brush against his chest, he immediately looked down his top at Luigi, he was still motionless. Mario wasn’t sure if he felt Luigi move or is it was just his own pounding heart. He could only hope.~~~~~the night air was cold as Mario and Lumalee approached the Bros. house, Mario didn’t mind though ‘better then freezing to death’ he thought. As he entered the house, Lumalee closing and locking the door behind them before chucking Luigi’s hat onto the nearby rug, Mario quickly checked on Luigi again. He genltly lifted him from his top and held him out to Lumalee. Lumalee stared for a second before Mario spoke “get the Fire started, make him as comfortable as possible” Mario ordered handing Luigi and his hat to him, Lumalee held Luigi delicately in his.... hands? Nubs? (Yeah sure...) “I’m gonna ring Peach for help.” He continued. He knew it was WELL past midnight by now and calling Peach at this hour would be rude, but he knew she’d understand. As Peach answered, Mario couldn’t help but smile in relief at the familiar, kind voice “Peach? It’s Luigi, he’s in trouble-“ Mario started. As Mario explained the situation to peach, Lumalee was lighting the fire place, curling Luigi up like a little cinnamon roll and placing him gently into his hat. Lumalee smiled proud of himself as Mario hung-up the phone. Lumalee let out a yawn but then immediately jolted awake when he heard a loud thud behind him. He turned around and his eyes widened, Mario was passed out on the floor.~~~~~Mario awoke feeling exhausted. His body ached and his mind finally caught up with his body as he now felt the cold finally through lost adrenaline. He pulled himself up to see he was laying on their couch, a cup of hot chocolate on the coffee table with a blanket draped over him. He turned his head to see Lumalee curled up next to the fireplace, he’s eyes barely staying open, trying to fight away sleep. Next to him was Doctor Toadley, Peach’s head doctor at the castle. He was holding Luigi like he was a new-born puppy, Luigi’s whole torso covered by the bell of Toadley’s stethoscope. Mario jolted up. Toadley seemed to notice Mario waking up because he didn’t react when he flew in beside him “is he?!” Mario cried with worry. Doctor Toadley smiled, taking out his earpieces “wanna hear for yourself?” Toadley asked handing it to Mario with a smirk. Mario shakily took the earpieces and put it on. Toadley pressed the bell to Luigi’s tiny body ‘Pa-pump’ Pa-pump’ Pa-pump’ ‘Pa-pump’ it was so quick but quiet, almost sounding like wheezing but Mario was grateful to hear it none the less. Mario handed the stethoscope back to Toadley, who smiled, Mario led down by the fireplace and gently sighed as Toadley placed Luigi onto his chest. “I’ll be back with the results soon.” He winked, leaving them alone to finally relax a minute. Mario placed his hand over Luigi, sighing in relief as he felt his brothers small left side rise and fall with each quick breath. Mario felt himself dozing off again. Though his heart was fluttering in his chest like a hummingbird trying to break through his ribcage, he finally felt relieved, safe and was with Luigi. His brother hadn’t died due to his stupidity.... not yet at least. He slowly drifted off. -To be continued.

[astral-multiverse]

Once they entered the clinic and convinced the receptionist to let them see the doctor, they entered his office and saw that he had his back facing them

"We're sorry to disturb you during a very pressing time De. Toadley, but we need your help with something important" Brandon spoke up, getting no reaction from him

"Uh... Doc? Did you hear us?" Bella asked, still getting no answer

"Maybe he's deep in thought...?" Arle asked before they suddenly heard him shout something

The Inside Story of the Blorb Pandemic (Closed RP)

@smashingveteransandnewcomers

It was a peaceful day in the Toad Town, everyone was just going about their lives as normal and just enjoying the day. However, the peace was shortlived… Due to a strange disease that suddenly started infecting several Toads. What was it called? The Blorbs! It made Toads balloon up to about the size of a blimp, and had an unknown cause and no cure as of now. The epidemic was so severe, Princess Peach called for a meeting of some of the kingdom’s experts in medicine and even some of her friends to figure out what to do. After showing a slideshow to summarize their predicament, one of the Toad soldiers with a blue tuft of hair sticking out from his mushroom cap turned the lights back on after turning off the projector

“Something like this has never happened in the Mushroom Kingdom, so the Blorbs are a complete mystery to us. Even the doctors are stumped on what to do” The Toad, who goes by Toshido, said as he joined back with Toadsworth and Peach

[meredith-dobbs]

what are the latest things you’ve drawn?

Hey! Glad you askedThe answer to your question? I’ve been redrawing scenes from ASoUE but with Mario characters.

^not an actual scene or pose but true Mimi!Esmé couldn’t be resisted

Long post, but there you are, fine anon!

[arcadetheatre]

I think the biggest thing that irks me about the Superstar Saga remake is that they replaced all of the Turtles (fat, dumb koopas) with Big Koopas who don't look dumb at all, but still talk like they are dumb. Not only does it not look right, but it doesn't feel right either.

The remake is still fantastic though, I just wish they hadn't standardized so many things. The only character alteration I dig so far (not at first, but after some thought) is Dr. Toadley replacing Psycho Magikoopa, because honestly that just fits better.

[starmansymphony-moved]

Me: is the only person genuinely upset about this

[painfullylongtutorials]

How about surgery.

That’s not a bad idea but the only person I can think of who could do surgery is Dr. Toadley and not to be rude but he isn’t the most trustworthy doctor out there. I think just waiting would be a better idea

(Inside Bowser M!A: 6/15)

[faffreux]

So Fawful is a bean, right? And the only doctor in the Beanbean Kingdom is a Toad (not counting Dr. Toadley in the remake), right? So do the Beanish people just have really hidden bean doctor that Mario and Luigi couldn’t find, or does everyone go to one Toad doctor and hopes he understands what’s wrong with them?

I can’t say I’ve thought too hard about this! I personally would imagine there is a bean doctor, yeah. Mario and Luigi were in Little Fungitown at the time of Mario coming down with Bean Fever so it makes sense the doctor was a Toad.

Given that we only get to see the Beanbean Kingdom in one game it kinda limits how much we get to learn about it. I wouldn’t be surprised if there’s much more to it than we‘ve been given.

[chiajasmine]

30 Days of Autism Acceptance: Day 7

April 7: Talk about autism in the media. Do you think that autism is typically portayed well? Badly? Is there anything you'd like to see more of when it comes to autistic representation? Who are your favorite autistic characters? Do you have any headcanons?

I think that autism is typically portrayed badly though it has also been portrayed well. I'd like to see more autistic people of color characters, female autistic characters, and trans and nonbinary autistic characters as well as autistic characters being portrayed as just as real as neurotypical characters and not only to affect the other characters.

My favorite autistic characters are Billy Cranston AKA Blue Ranger from Power Rangers 2017, Carl Gould from Arthur, and Julie from Sesame Street.

My headcanons are Spongebob Squarepants (Spongebob Squarepants), Patrick Star (Spongebob Squarepants), Izuku Midoriya (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Ochaco Uraraka (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Tsuyu Asui (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Tenya Iida (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Shoto Todoroki (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Koji Koda (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Shota Aizawa (My Hero Academia/Boku no Hero Academia), Shigeo “Mob” Kageyama (Mob Psycho 100), Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter), Hermione Granger (Harry Potter), Arthur Weasley (Harry Potter), Rigby (Regular Show), Papyrus (Undertale), Sans (Undertale), Star Butterfly (Star vs. Forces of Evil), Bubbles (The Powerpuff Girls 1998), Jenny Wakeman/X-9J (My Life as a Teenage Robot), Jotaro Kujo (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures), Noriaki Kakyoin (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures), Dr. Toadley (Mario series), Luigi (Mario series), Tallstar (Warriors series), Snow White (Snow White), Belle (Beauty and the Beast), Tiana (The Princess and the Frog), Anna (Frozen), Elsa (Frozen), Morty Sanchez (Rick and Morty), Rick Sanchez (Rick and Morty), Tina Belcher (Bob’s Burgers), Jack Skellington (Nightmare Before Christmas), Homura Akemi (Puella Magi Madoka Magica), Madoka Kaname (Puella Magi Madoka Magica), Coraline Jones (Coraline), Wyborne “Wybie” Lovat (Coraline), Crona (Soul Eater), Fluttershy (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Pinkie Pie (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Rainbow Dash (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Twilight Sparkle (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Maud Pie (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Starlight Glimmer (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Rook Blonko (Ben 10: Omniverse), Rey (Star Wars: The Force Awakens), Sportacus (Lazytown), Robbie Rotten (Lazytown), Entrapta (She-ra), Elle Woods (Legally Blonde), Mako Mori (Pacific Rim), Fonzie (Sesame Street), Steven Universe (Steven Universe franchise), Connie Maheswaran (Steven Universe franchise), Garnet (Steven Universe franchise), Amethyst (Steven Universe franchise), Pearl (Steven Universe franchise), Peridot (Steven Universe franchise), Rose Quartz/Pink Diamond (Steven Universe franchise), The 13th Doctor (Doctor Who), Daria (Daria), Wallace (Wallace & Gromit), Eleven/El (Stranger Things), Mumble (Happy Feet), Velma Dinkley (Scooby-Doo), Fred Jones (Scooby-Doo), L (Death Note), Remy (Ratatouille), Mabel Pines (Gravity Falls), Dipper Pines (Gravity Falls), Miles “Tails” Prower (Sonic the Hedgehog), Sonic the Hedgehog (Sonic the Hedgehog), Starfire (Teen Titans), Raven (Teen Titans), Marvin the Martin (Looney Tunes and Baby Looney Tunes), and Milo Thatch (Atlantis: The Lost Empire).

[formalmess]

For Your Entertainment ~ Chapter Eleven

Summary: Luigi gets help and Peasley receives a visitor.

Warnings: Gore, Character Death, Murder

”D-Daisy…”

Luigi’s chest dropped as he watched the last signs of life escape his friend in the form of unceremonious bubbles, Daisy’s corpse floating within her final watery resting place. He sobbed out her name in vain, his stomach twisting painfully as his knees gave away, stumbling back.

”Luigi, my boy.” E. Gadd approached him, his glasses clouded and face pale. He gripped Luigi’s shoulders, trying to help steady the trembling man. “Are you okay? Stand up, young feller!”

Luigi didn’t respond. He was numb, gaze locked upon the screens. “Daisy… D-Daisy…!” The weight of her passing hit Luigi all at once, his sobs turning to screams. “N-No...! NO! DAISY!”

”What is-?” E. Gadd turned around. “What’s going on?!”

”Bravo!” 

From within the recording, Dimentio suddenly spoke up.

The three standing in the lab jolted, moving to focus on the screens surrounding them.

Not yet finished, Dimentio stood up and waved his hands in the air dramatically.

”That was quite the performance, was it not?” His maliciously chilling voice continued without an air of sympathy as he circled the golden box. “Wouldn’t have expected any less from my most devoted and fesity of assistants. Putting up a fight until the very end! What a spectacle, indeed.”

He circled Daisy’s floating corpse in the execution tank with a smile on his face, lifting a gloved finger to his chin in thought. “I do suppose I was partially to blame for the exhaustion that ultimately sealed her fate, though…” Dimentio mused with a sigh. 

He laughed.  “But who am I to resist a game of cat and mouse when presented with it? Only a fool would pass up such an opportunity. Even if the other contender in the game gets worn out, it’s all the same to me! A bit of fun before the show. Certainly a fine way to loosen up a bit before playing the role of host…”

”Oh Grambi, no…” Peasley held a hand over his face, grimacing as he lowered his head, trying not to imagine Dimentio’s cruel titters of delight from when he snatched the Sarasan Princess away. “I can’t even imagine…”

”-But!” Dimentio continued. “Speaking of exhaustion… I do believe my audience is deserving of a bit of a break. Wouldn’t you agree, my flower dame?”

Silence was all that answered.

”Ah, right… Dead.” Dimentio mumbled. He shook his head, clapping his hands together. “Well, in any case, I won’t see to it that I bore my audience with the same old tricks! Why, I need time to prepare for the show’s finale, after all!”

Dimentio turned his attention to the camera, keeping a hand up against the execution box he’d created.

”So consider this your intermission, everyone. Stretch, maybe get some snacks, rest up... Our regularly scheduled program will start again soon!" 

Dimentio further pressed his gloved palm down on the golden box in the middle of the room, grinning madly as his yellow eye twinkled upon examining Daisy's body.

"My assistant will be more than happy to send you off... with a bang!"

He disappeared with a snap of his fingers, laughing.

Without warning, the golden box containing Daisy’s body exploded, the swirling contents inside meshing together in a horrific combination of dark ash and sparks, blood splattering against the yellow sheet of glass.

Bloodied water flooded the camera’s view.

The tape cut to black.

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Dimentio kept true to his word.

After the three shakily exited the lab, composing one another despite their festering terror, they soon realized there was nothing to fear. Nothing else in the manor was amiss, and none of the ghosts reported any sightings of the jester.

As the hours passed that evening and the night turned to a clear sunny day, it was made very clear Dimentio’s intentions of giving his grief-stricken audience a break were truthful. He didn't attack, torment, send letters or parcels... It was almost as if he'd gone dormant, the cruel beast locked away for the time being.

Paranoia tore at their fragile subconscious, however, constantly reminding them they weren't safe and that he could strike at any time, to whisk them away to a horrific fate.

But, for now, everything was tranquil. Nothing was wrong. Everything was okay.

E. Gadd took it upon himself to ensure Luigi and his spouse felt happy and comfortable in Evershade Valley upon seeing how upset they were after the video incident. And despite the hesitation at first, the pair did stay.

E. Gadd put lots of work into sprucing up Gloomy Manor for his guests, dusting up cobwebs and fixing furniture with the help of various ghosts. Luigi and Peasley also helped despite E. Gadd’s protests, claiming this was his job, and that the two boys should just relax. But, they insisted they help, using it as an opportunity to distract themselves. Peasley decorated the main foyer and entrance with tens upon tens of yellow roses he’d collected, having been waiting for an opportunity to display them somewhere. He filled the large vases by the doors, telling Luigi that it’d be a nice thing to come home to.

Luigi was already quite familiar with the property from his ghost-hunting days, which made it easy for cleaning up. As they tidied up their new and hopefully permanent abode, Luigi seemed to recognize every nook and cranny, telling Peasley tales of his past adventures.

The stories helped to comfort Luigi, and having the ghosts assist in their efforts to clean certainly helped in making him feel better. The gesture turned something that was once terrifying seem familiar and comforting, much like how he’d been when first adopting Polterpup. The spectral pup himself seemed much happier living in Gloomy Manor, playing by their feet while his owners worked. He even tried to help in his own way, ripping up shreds of paper and curtains that were caked with dust or broken. 

As the days passed, Luigi adapted to the new setting as well.

Keeping his thoughts away from Dimentio, Luigi managed to calm himself down. He often mediated and read to himself in the library with Polterpup on his lap, left to calm himself down when his thoughts began to wander. Peasley would always accompany Luigi wherever he went to ensure his safety, helping whenever it was necessary.

Mario had even sent a letter to the manor, calming Luigi's growing anxieties tenfold. Luigi came to Peasley in jubilant tears one morning to show him the letter, written in Mario's own handwriting with bolded red ink.

’I'll be back soon, Weegie. I miss you a lot, and I'm sorry I haven't been there for you. As soon as I get there, we'll figure this out together. I'm on my way.’

Luigi knew Mario most likely didn't even know what had befallen upon them all. Not the full story, at least. Luigi didn't want to tell him everything. Not all at once.

Not about the Princess...

Luigi shook his head and pocketed the letter, continuing to try and distract himself with menial activities. Peasley did his very best to try and keep Luigi feeling secure and happy as the days passed by.

Luigi's panicked jitters and horrific nightmares began to subside as the days turned to a single month, leaving everyone in the manor and valley feeling much more at ease. The change was almost unprecedented, but no one objected or complained. E. Gadd was pleased to see Luigi's condition bettering, always offering him time to himself.

But, the professor did still request a weekly meeting with Luigi and Peasley to catch up on things in between vigorous lab work. He never saw the boys during the week and wanted the opportunity to see them once in awhile. Their meetings were fun and light-hearted, E. Gadd usually telling bad jokes over tea and snacks. 

Today’s meeting was quieter than usual though. E. Gadd had lost most of his eccentricities, now silent and twiddling his thumbs across from Peasley and Luigi.

"Now... boys,” E. Gadd began, sitting up as he held his hands together. “I know you two have been rather stressed, as of late. But, I wanted to ask you two something. It's just an idea, so hear me out."

Peasley and Luigi glanced up from their separate cups of tea, exchanging a glance. 

"What is it, professor?"

E. Gadd took a breath, and then began. "Earlier today I was in Toad Town, just looking for parts for my next big invention.” He grinned. “Which, might I add, will be quite the revolutionary project, something generations will be studying for years to c-...”

He paused, clearing his throat as he turned to Luigi and Peasley, both with puzzled expressions. 

“Ahem, sorry, got a bit off-track there. Anyhoo, I ran into an odd fellow on the streets. He was wearing the most peculiar outfit, a purple cloak draped over his head and a crystal ball in his arms. He stopped me, noticing I was looking rather pale, and asked if I needed any help. Now, my complexion is my business, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't the least bit shaken from... the incident, that happened a few weeks ago."

"But still,” he continued hastily. “I explained that, and I apologize for letting this slip without your consent, young fellers, but I informed him of your, uh, condition, right now. Rather fragile, the pair of you are. He explained he was a doctor. Lives in Toad Town, not far from here at all. 

“You both need to cope somehow, and I just thought it would be better if you two see a medical professional rather than just bottling it up yourselves. These talks are doing some good, I would hope, but there's not much I can do except offer some words of encouragement. I know not the slightest thing about how the mind works, only what makes gears turn and cogs spin.

“It’s only an idea, but he gave me his information if you two might be interested." He handed over a card he'd been keeping in his lab coat pocket, handing it over to Luigi. Luigi looked the small card over, tilting his head curiously.

It was labelled with the name ‘Dr. Toadley’ and gave the address to Toadley Clinic. The name sounded familiar to Luigi, but he didn’t exactly recall why.

”He said he mainly focuses on having one client at a time, just for an hour session. And he also told me your first session would be completely free. Just tell him I sent you. He seems like a nice-enough fellow, albeit a bit odd, but who isn’t a little odd nowadays?”

"Luigi, this sounds like a marvelous opportunity for you!” Peasley spoke up, setting his tea cup down.

”What? B-But, what about you? I don’t want to leave you alone!”

”I’ll be fine!” Peasley smiled. “Besides, someone’s gotta look after Polterpup while you’re out.”

Polterpup, who was licking up the crumbs that’d fallen to the ground, yipped and perked his head up upon hearing his name.

”I… I don’t know. I’ve been pretty okay, lately…? I don’t n-need-“

”Luigi, my boy, you need help. I’m no professional, but you’ve been out of it for several days these past few weeks. Seeing you cry breaks my old heart, son.”

”But… what if… h-he? While I’m walking to Toad Town, if-?”

”I’ll have some ghosts accompany you, my boy. No one will mess with you when they’re around. Hoho! They’ll be too scared outta their skin.”

”I… I…”

Peasley reached forward, grabbing Dr. Toadley’s card and slipping it back into Luigi’s hands. He held them comfortingly, smiling. “This will be a good break for you, darling. Try and tell him everything. I’m sure he’ll be able to help you.”

”But, I don’t want… I don’t want to remember...”

”I know it hurts. It hurts me every day to think about it too. But, you can’t keep it to yourself any longer. It’s going to hurt you so much more if you do.”

Luigi looked into Peasley’s concerned gaze for a moment before turning to glance at E. Gadd, who also nodded.

”O… Okay.”

                                                - - - - - - - - - -

“I-I’ll only be gone for an hour.” Luigi spoke shakily. “I’ll be in Toad Town…”

“I know, Luigi. Just an hour. You’ll be back before dark, right?”

“Yeah. A-And E. Gadd is just next door, if you need him, for whatever reason.”

“I know, sweetheart.”

“Y-Your sword! Do you have your sword on you? Just in case.”

“Yes, darling. I always have it on me.”

“Lock the door behind me, p-please.”

“I will, darling.” Peasley smiled. “Goodness, shouldn’t I be the one worried about YOU? It’s been quite awhile since we were last in Toad Town. You be careful out there, Luigi. Come back home safe. Stay close to the ghosts.”

Peasley gestured forward. A group of various ghosts stood just outside the door, a rather large Slammer right by Luigi’s side.

“Y-Yeah. I will. I just… I want you to be safe, Peasley...”

“Just try and calm down, my love. Clear your mind. Remember what Snoozemore taught you about deep breathing?”

“I… All Snoozemore reminds me of is… i-is...”

“I know, darling. You can tell Toadley about it. He’s the professional, I’m sure he’ll be able to help. Be sure to not spare any details. He won’t be able to help if you don’t tell him everything.”

Luigi nodded shakily, holding back tears. “Yeah…”

Peasley leaned forward and hugged Luigi tightly, trying to soothe his shivering. “It’ll be okay. Just try and calm down. I love you so much, Luigi. Be safe out there.”

Luigi nodded into Peasley’s shoulder, sniffling. Peasley leaned back and kissed Luigi on the nose, smiling.

“I love you.”

Luigi went to respond when he jolted at the abrupt sound of barking from behind Peasley, Luigi glancing up just in time to see Polterpup jumping up on his legs.

“O-Oh, hello, doggy…!” Luigi muttered as he bent down to pet Polterpup on the head. “I can’t play right now, I gotta go, boy... I’ll be back soon, though…!”

“Polterpup, stay in the house, please.” Peasley playfully chided as he pushed the spectral dog back. He picked him up, smiling. “Well, I suppose we can both see you off then?”

Luigi nodded slowly, turning and taking a deep breath. His ghostly companions led him down the porch steps toward the road. Glancing back, Luigi smiled as he made eye contact with Peasley again, who was still standing out on the porch.

“Bye, darling!” Peasley waved, blowing a kiss in Luigi’s direction. “See you later tonight!”

Peasley watched Luigi go until he was out of sight. He set Polterpup down on the ground of the manor’s entrance, letting the dog run off as he shut the front doors behind him.

Peasley exhaled before walking down the corridor from the entrance, going toward the main hall. He shivered slightly from a sudden cold draft of air through the windows, the suits of armor looming ominously along the walls certainly not helping with Peasley’s unease as he went.

Once in the main hall, he made his way toward the downstairs corridor, holding his sides as he went into the library. A fire was weakly crackling in the fireplace, coating the room in a warmth that easily relaxed Peasley’s anxious shivers. The gentle glow soothed him as he walked into the kitchen, entering from the side door off of the library.

He removed a package of coffee beans shipped to him from the Beanbean Kingdom from one of the cabinets, setting it down on the counter. He silently made himself a cup of coffee, only the sounds of the whirring machine and trickling liquid being there to accompany him.

He froze as he felt an abrupt wet sensation on his legs, turning around feverishly in panicked shock, only to be met with Polterpup sitting behind him. The ghastly dog tilted his head, panting as he sat and rubbed up against Peasley’s legs, licking them again.

”O-Oh, it’s just you. Hah, you scared me, little guy...”

Peasley smiled as he went to pet the dog before the beeping of the machine caught his attention, turning to pick up his cup.

He set off towards the library again, Polterpup trotting close behind him. He seated himself in one of the velvet lined chairs, almost hidden beneath stacks of books. He picked up one of them to read, skimming over the cover as he sat.

Peasley took a short sip of his freshly brewed coffee, exhaling. Polterpup barked from below him.

“What is it, boy?”

Polterpup whined, his puppy-dog eyes widening.

“What do you want?” Peasley laughed, pointing to his drink. “Do you want some coffee? Hah, just because Luigi isn’t here doesn’t mean you can have caffeine. I don’t think he’d appreciate that.”

Polterpup yipped, playfully licking Peasley’s hand as he bent down to pet him. He then jumped up on the chair, squirming under Peasley’s arms before snuggling up against the prince’s chest.

Peasley ran a hand over Polterpup’s back, smiling. He leaned on his arm as he settled into his seat, setting down his cup on the table at his side. He picked up his book, opening it up and beginning to read.

The hour passed by slowly. Every minute, Peasley wanted nothing more than for Luigi to come back. The ticking of the ornate grandfather clock in the corner of the room only heightened his anxiety. He tapped his foot anxiously.

Polterpup stirred at the trembling movement, glancing up at Peasley curiously.

“Did I wake you? Sorry, Polterpup. I’m just a bit worried. It’s almost been a little over an hour, and he’s not back…” Peasley bit his lip, setting his book down. “Do you think he’s alright?”

Polterpup whined in response, nuzzling his head into Peasley’s chest.

“M-Maybe we should go find him. It’s getting late, and I know how much he hates when it gets dark outside…” Peasley mused, lifting a hand to his cheek. “How about we go pick him up, together? How’s that sound, boy?” Peasley tried to relieve his thoughts by sounding optimistic, but it didn’t help much.

Polterpup yipped, jumping off of Peasley’s lap and nearly knocking over a stack of books as he ran toward the doors, clawing at the wood. Peasley pushed open the door, but Polterpup still phased through the walls and doors, the pup rather impatient.

“Hey, slow down! Not all of us can just go straight through walls, you know!” Peasley playfully scolded as he ran after Polterpup.

Entering the main hall, Peasley watched as Polterpup briefly waited for Peasley to ensure he was still following before immediately bolting through the doors leading to the entrance, barking loudly as he went.

“Polterpup!” Peasley called as he opened the doors to the corridor. The same cold draft of air hit him as he entered, squinting down the hall as he started toward the entrance.

Oddly enough, he couldn’t hear Polterpup anymore.

He stiffened upon hearing shuffling on the other side of the doors, pausing in his tracks.

“Luigi?” He questioned as he pushed open the doors, glancing around the entrance hall carefully as he walked in. “Luigi, is that you-?”

He froze.

“Ahahahaha! Look who finally decided to show up!”

Peasley could practically feel his heart stop at the sound of the now-familiar laughter. He stepped back instinctively, horrified at the smiling figure standing before him.

Dimentio stood dressed in his usual garb, a violet and yellow cape draped over his shoulders. The bells on his jester hat jingled as he moved his head, smiling eerily. His mask was almost completely fixed, but small pieces of it were still broken. The jester was holding a snarling Polterpup in his arms, the dog furiously trying to escape his hold, but Dimentio’s expression didn’t change.

“Ah, it’s always a pleasure to meet my hapless victims before the show. Especially you! Why, I feel as though we should’ve had this meeting ages ago.”

His smile only grew as he relished in Peasley’s absolute terror.

“Ahahaha! You almost look surprised, princey!”

Peasley refused to respond, merely keeping his distance.

“Don’t act so shocked, you had to have known this was coming. Even the most dense of imbeciles would have been able to guess I wouldn’t let Luigi’s darling husband just get out of this alive, right? Or perhaps that’s your foolishness at work again?” Dimentio laughed cruelly. “Mr. ��Oh, he’ll leave us alone if we just wait it out!’, Mr. ‘Maybe he’ll just give up!’, how I am ever-so-pleased to meet your acquaintance at last!”

Polterpup growled in Dimentio’s hold, baring his teeth before chomping down on Dimentio’s hand. Dimentio released a shrill shriek, glaring at Polterpup.

Dimentio’s porcelain smile twisted into a frown. “Miserable creature...”

He snapped his fingers, Polterpup releasing a final growl and sharp yelp before he disappeared from sight, seemingly into thin air.

“Polterpup!” Peasley held back a horrified scream. “W-What did you just do-?!”

“Oh, the mutt’s fine! I just sent him off to my own little pocket dimension for a bit. I just got the place tidied up, after all.”

Peasley stepped back, trying to keep himself from shivering. He reached behind him, grabbing the door handle.

”Well, now that that distraction is out of the way…”

Dimentio held out a hand for Peasley to shake, to which Peasley responded by stepping back further.

”Oh, what? You’re not going to shake my hand? Too good for that, I suppose.” Dimentio scoffed, lowering his outstretched hand. “Fine. Be impolite then.”

Peasley ignored Dimentio as he reached to his side, moving to grab the hilt of his sword.

”No introductions will be necessary for me, I suppose. Surely you know who I am, and you must know exactly why I’m here. Why, you’re my next act, after all!”

”I-I’m not afraid of you, Dimentio.” Peasley spoke confidently.

”Ahaha… Now that’s a laugh! You can say that all you like, but it won’t change a thing. You’re uncontrollably shaking, like a leaf desperately clinging onto a tree during the coldest and foulest of winter days…”

Dimentio floated forward, hovering off the ground slightly. He moved fluidly, his mismatched eyes watching Peasley’s every movement as he leered at him. 

“I suppose you must be curious about what your role during my show may entail. I would just hate to spoil the surprise, but let’s just say it will be quite the show-stopper! Quite a fun welcome back from our short intermission.”

Dimentio suddenly appeared beside Peasley, teleporting to his left side and pushing him back into the middle of the entrance hall. Peasley broke his composure, having lost the grip on his sword.

“No, you won’t be the finale of my show, I’m sorry to say. And you won’t even be the first prince I’ve had onstage either! Aw, what a shame, indeed. I know how much that must hurt your egotistical heart, not being important at all to the program…” Dimentio mockingly pouted, running a finger down his mask to imitate a tear.

Dimentio hoisted Peasley to his feet, staring into his eyes.

“But, you’ll still be a marvelous addition… I’ve planned a very special trick for you.”

Peasley pulled himself out of Dimentio’s grip, stumbling away. He reached to the table along the wall, picking up one of the flower vases he’d put out. As soon as Dimentio lunged toward him again, Peasley slammed the vase over Dimentio’s head, the sound of glass shattering filling the otherwise silent entrance hall.

Dimentio clambered backward, reaching a hand up to his now-broken mask shakily. Black liquid spilt from the cracks onto his gloved hands, thick streams of pure jet-black fluid dripping down the white side of his mask.

Peasley staggered back momentarily before he turned on his heel and bolted away from the entrance hall, rushing out of sight as he dashed down the corridor.

“We’re playing rough, then…? Fine. I can deal with that…”

Dimentio wiped away at the black liquid trickling down his face, his cracked smile twitching.

“Let the games begin.”

                                               - - - - - - - - - -

“T-Thank you, again, Dr. Toadley, f-for everything.” Luigi’s meek voice trembled slightly as he spoke.

The meeting at the clinic had gone much better than he originally thought it would, feeling a sense of renewal fill his chest. It had gone a little longer than he would’ve liked, but the time spent further delving into ways to cope certainly helped.

”It's just been really hard to talk about that kinda stuff lately…”

“Are you feeling better now? Of course you are.” Toadley spoke quickly, brushing his hands off on his cloak. The blackened coat draped over his head concealed most of his features, but Luigi didn’t complain. Eye contact made him nervous. “Will I see you again? I assume so. My services have proven themselves formidable to you, correct?”

“Yes-”

“Of course I’m correct. Stop by the clinic at any time. My intern will see to it that you’re first in line for my services.”

“T-Thank you, Dr. Toadley.” Luigi smiled. “I-I really am feeling a lot better.”

“Happy to hear. Now, hurry on home.” Toadley spoke hastily. “Tell E. Gadd I said hello. And Luigi?”

“Yes?”

“Don’t forget our talk. You have an unseen potential. I foresee you doing great things.” 

“T-Thank you! And will do. I-I’ll probably see you later…!”

Luigi rushed out of Toadley Clinic to the waiting group of ghosts, a smile on his face. He waved goodbye to Dr. Toadley, who saw him off at the door.

The ghosts led their mortal companion back to Evershade Valley, chattering back and forth.

The doctor grinned as he watched Luigi go. But his smile was not his own.

He’d completed his assigned task.

For, what Luigi failed to notice upon his leaving, was the small green sprout curled around Toadley’s cranium.

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Peasley ran without stopping.

He couldn’t breathe, his vision hazy with tears and his heart pounding in his ears. His skull rattled as he tried to compose himself, attempting to catch his breath. He couldn’t stop for anything.

Dimentio would catch him if he stopped.

Peasley pushed open the doors leading into the main hall, stopping in the middle of the room. His eyes feverishly darted around the space, trying to find the most optimal place to hide.

He turned on his heel as he heard the sharp sound of Dimentio whistling, bells jingling from the corridor behind him.

He quickly darted into the coatroom, hiding himself behind the safety of the closed door. He kept it open though, just by a crack, to keep watch on Dimentio should he come close. He secured a hand on his sword’s hilt.

The doors to the corridor were flung open, Dimentio floating into the middle of the main hall. He turned his head upwards, still holding a hand over his cracked mask as he did.

“Oooh, Peasley!” Dimentio’s sickly sweet voice crackled for a moment, calling out into the silent house excitedly. “Come out, come out, wherever you areee~!”

Peasley kept his hands clamped over his mouth, trying to keep his panicked breathing to a minimum.

Dimentio paused, glancing around, waltzing around the vicinity. Peasley watched his every movement, trying to steady his breathing as he dug his arms into his chest, as though that would stop his heart from beating so quickly.

The air was still.

Without warning or reason, Dimentio sharply turned his head to stare directly at Peasley, his single yellow eye glowing. 

From behind the crack in the door, Peasley nearly lost his breath when gasping out a horrified cry, pulling his sword out of the scabbard on his belt.

But, Dimentio didn’t approach him, instead going up the stairs to the second floor.

Peasley glanced down, allowing a sigh of relief to escape him as he crept out of the room upon Dimentio’s leaving. He tested the floorboards, the old wood creaking with each step he took. He huffed, bolting across the main hall to the corridor he’d entered from. He pulled on the handles, but the door had been locked. 

He panicked, rushing into the downstairs corridor on the other side of the room, shutting the door behind him and gulping down saliva as he anxiously tried to steady his breathing.

Peasley went into the nearest room, the door creaking with age as he did.

He went to cover his nose as he entered, shutting the door behind him.

Something smelt… awful. It was almost like something was on fire, but the lack of light from any such fire was clear as he was consumed by complete darkness as soon as the door shut behind him. He groped the wall for a light, unable to see anything in the pitch blackness.

He flicked what he thought to be a switch, turning on the lights overhead.

The sight that greeted him made him wish he’d hadn’t.

E. Gadd’s corpse sat in a wooden chair in the center of what had once been his laboratory, strapped down. His pale skin was charred and rotting, his head lowered, blood having spewed from his mouth. His glasses lay shattered on the ground at his feet.

Peasley screamed at the sight. The stench of burnt flesh assaulted Peasley’s senses as he staggered back, holding his hands over his mouth.

He stiffened as he heard someone moving in the hall just behind him, quickly shutting off the lights in the lab and crouching down behind an old machine.

Dimentio entered curiously, the light pouring in from the hallway being the only indication of his expression as he went into the lab.

“I know you’re in here…” Dimentio spoke in a sing-song tone. “Don’t try to hide from me...”

Peasley scooted toward the door that Dimentio had left open, trying to slip past his wandering gaze.

“You must’ve seen my little project. Hard to miss, isn’t it?” Dimentio laughed shortly. “I personally don’t think it’s my best work, but it’ll suffice. You should’ve heard the old man screaming! I’m quite shocked you didn’t actually… These walls are quite thin, you know.”

Peasley crawled towards the door on his hands and knees, trying to keep his sword from scraping on the ground.

He didn’t notice in the darkness, however, a small toolbox lying on the ground in front of his hands. He hit it as he tried passing, the clinking of metal making Dimentio spin around, chuckling.

“There you are~!”

Peasley screamed as Dimentio fired a star-like projectile toward him, blasting one of the machines in the lab to pieces. Peasley avoided the blast, coughing and darting out of the abandoned laboratory and running back into the main hall.

Only to run directly into Dimentio again.

Peasley screamed, glancing back over his shoulder feverishly.

“H-How did you-?!”

Peasley slipped past him, Dimentio watching Peasley as he dashed up the stairs, firing another projectile in his direction. Nearly tripping over several steps, Peasley quickly turned at the top, running into the upstairs corridor. He slammed the door behind him, locking it and barricading himself in.

“Yes, run as much as you like, but you won’t be able to escape!” Dimentio called, his playful voice echoing through the winding hallways of the mansion. 

Peasley couldn't help the tears from streaming down his face, hopelessly sobbing as he realized he was trapped. He was trapped in his own home with a psychotic jester who wanted nothing more than to steal him away for a twisted show of his own creation. 

He turned his head, running his hands through his hair anxiously as he tried to steady his breathing, nearly choking on his saliva as he gasped out in short breaths. Running further down the hall, he threw open the door to the bedroom he and Luigi were now sharing, shutting the door behind him. He breathed out choked sobs, guttural sounds of pain escaping his lips as he hugged himself.

He had never felt so powerless and alone. He could try jumping out of a window, but that would probably end in his death. He didn’t know what outcome he feared more.

Turning his attention back to the bedroom’s interior, he noticed Luigi’s pajamas strewn on the bed and the covers pulled back, the pair having not made their bed that morning. Today was supposed to be a lazy casual day.

Peasley blinked away tears, rushing over to the wooden vanity in the back of the room. He snatched up a piece of parchment that was lying atop it, having originally been meant for writing a letter back to his mother in the Beanbean Kingdom.

But, right now, all he could think about was Luigi. He had to make sure Luigi knew what had happened. He had to protect him.

He began to write, his hands shaking so much that his words were barely coherent, looking more like scribbles than anything else. 

An abrupt crash sounded from the hallway. Peasley bit down on his tongue to keep from screaming.

Terrified, Peasley crouched down with the letter clutched close to his chest. His eyes darted about the bedroom, looking for anywhere to hide, soon flattening himself against the ground and crawling under the bed. He curled his body up, hiding in the darkness amongst the musty floorboards. 

He breathed in short spurts, attempting to finish his letter despite not being able to see. The sliver of moonlight from the window was all he had, his words trembling and ugly, messily strewn about. Tears stained the paper, the words smudged.

He just hoped Luigi could somewhat read it. That’s all he needed.

He froze upon hearing more shuffling in the corridor, the door to the parlor in the next room over creaking open. He was getting closer.

Tears trickled down Peasley’s face onto the parchment, blurring the already almost incoherent words as he fought back the urge to start sobbing loudly at the thought that this would be his last interaction with Luigi, ever.

He would never see his homeland again. He would never see his mother. His friends. His husband.

Dimentio had already taken so many.

And he was next.

He buried his mouth in his hand, biting down on his skin to keep himself from making too much noise in fear that Dimentio might hear him. He still shivered, his heart pounding as tears continued to fall. He kept a hand held over the letter to ensure the inked words wouldn’t smudge anymore, but he couldn’t stop himself from crying.

He didn’t want to die.

He continued the message, signing his name shakily, his letters unreadable and his signature unsteady.

‘Luigi I love you so much

don’t let him take you. don’t let him find you.

please never forget how much I love you

please

peasley’

He suddenly froze, petrified in horror as he heard Dimentio’s voice.

“Still hiding, are we?”

He was in the bedroom.

Peasley glanced up, holding back tears and sniffles as Dimentio searched, looking into the closet and sifting through clothing. He stepped back.

“Not where I thought you’d be, then…” Dimentio chuckled. “Hmm, now if I were a stupid little naive prince… Where would I hide?”

Dimentio paused right beside Peasley’s hiding spot, having stopped floating as he lowered himself to the ground, just outside Peasley’s vision. The prince scooted backwards further, trembling. He was terrified that Dimentio might be able to hear his heart practically beating out of his chest.

“Well, let’s see. Not in the closet. He could be hiding under the bed… oh, but that’s the oldest trick in the book! Certainly, even the most dim-witted of fools wouldn’t be caught in such a place! That would be an embarrassment!” The smile on his face could be heard.

Dimentio stood still for a few moments, just inches away from Peasley. He held back a sob as Dimentio stepped toward him, humming a peppy tune.

“Ah, I could look, but it’s just a waste of energy!” Dimentio broke his sarcastic character for a moment, bursting into laughter. “No point in looking, I’m quite sure!”

Peasley came to the horrifying conclusion all at once.

Dimentio knew exactly where he was.

Minutes passed with only the accompaniment of Dimentio’s playful humming as he fiddled with the bells on his jester’s hat, almost as if he were waiting for something, bored.

Eventually, after several long minutes of painful silence and waiting, Dimentio finally moved, floating back toward the door. With a snap of his fingers, he teleported out of the room.

Peasley blinked, almost in disbelief, as he tried to steady his breathing. He waited for another minute before scooting out of his hiding place, careful as to not hit his head. He stood up, brushing himself off before he reached down and picked up his sword and the letter meant for Luigi.

He read over it one last time before he set it down on the bed atop Luigi’s pillow, holding back tears.

Turning on his heel, he threw open the door to the bedroom, intent on dashing back to the main entrance.

He wasn’t expecting to run directly into Dimentio’s chest upon exiting.

Peasley scrambled backward after he made contact with Dimentio, the jester forcing Peasley back as he loomed over him, his signature grin plastered on his face.

“S-Stay back! I’ll… I��ll kill you if you get one step closer to me!”

Dimentio didn’t listen, still moving toward Peasley.

Peasley inhaled, glancing down at his ever-trusted sword in his hand before he glanced back up, glaring at Dimentio. 

He lunged forward, plunging the sword directly into Dimentio’s abdomen. Dimentio glanced down at the sword stabbed through his chest, his smile turning to a frown.

Instead of bleeding out and dying, however, Dimentio simply disappeared from sight, leaving nothing behind.

Peasley dropped his sword by his side with a clang in disbelief, lifting a hand to his face.

He approached the spot that Dimentio had once stood, glancing around to see if there were any remains to speak of.

But there was nothing.

Dimentio was gone.

“W-What…”

Peasley yelped as he suddenly felt two cold hands press down on his shoulders. He froze in terror as he heard an eager laugh sound from behind him.

“Look at you, trying to play the hero again. Your attempts are almost as sad as your appearance.” Dimentio’s familiar voice spoke happily. “It was a fun game though. It’s always nice to play with my little mouse before I pounce upon it…”

“H-How...?”

“Oh, did you not know that I can make duplicates of myself? They’re virtually worthless, but they make for a spectacular illusion!” Dimentio chuckled darkly. “Nice try, princey, but I found you…”

Everything went black in Peasley’s vision, Dimentio’s laughter ringing in his ears.

                                              - - - - - - - - - -

“Peasley! I’m home!”

Luigi entered the main entrance of the manor confidently, striding into the open space with a smile on his face. He shut the doors behind him.

“You were right! That was actually really good for me… I can’t believe how much-”

Luigi froze.

Porcelain and glass lined the floor at his feet, roses littered across the ground in messily strewn displays. The doors to the main corridor were shoved open, ominously swaying on their hinges. Black splotches stained the carpet beneath him.

“P-Peasley?”

Polterpup hadn’t even rushed up to greet him yet, which was almost always guaranteed whenever he returned home from something.

“Polterpup? Doggy…?” 

Luigi felt lost. He was alone.

“Is… Is anyone here? H-Hello…?”

He didn’t want to think it, but he knew what had happened. He didn’t want to accept it.

His worst fears couldn’t have come true.

They couldn’t...

They couldn’t be gone.

[darkstarcore]

Huh, interesting character choice, but I accept your challenge!

Friendship: Dr. Toadley does have "friends," but he generally refers to them as colleagues instead (which is technically a valid choice, as they're all doctors themselves). After all, in the world of doctors and medicine, it's better to keep things professional. No sense in turning your life into a TV drama and interfering with your career.

Likes/Dislikes: Like I did with Quirks/Hobbies, I'll attempt to do one of both.

Likes: Dr. Toadley generally likes to work alone uninterrupted. Outside of the clinic, not many people have seen him. He's a very busy person, working his miracles (heh), and he requires privacy whenever applicable.

He also enjoys keeping himself up to date; in fact, he's so up to date that he actually knows about certain events that will happen in the future, partially because of research and partially because of his crystal ball. For instance, because of his intense studying, he was able to correctly predict the exact date when the Dark Star would awaken and thus be able to research ways to stop it in advance.

Dislikes: Do not question the doctor.

The doctor is always right.

Always.

Question: Why does he answer his own questions?

For whatever reason, Dr. Toadley believes that if he answers his own questions, it'll make him appear more knowledgeable, and maybe people would stop arguing with him that no, the first Star Cure is in Dimble Woods

[pepperycar]

Inspired by @itsavee4117 and @silenzahra “Cold place, warm hearts” part 7 TW a bit of blood.

Mario turned slightly as he felt the sun shine on him through the window. He brushed his hand on his chest to pet Luigi’s hair and warm him up. He immediately jolted awake when he couldn’t feel Luigi on his chest, his initial thought was that Luigi must’ve fallen off and hurt himself but thinking back to those Fire Bros. knocking Luigi into the cold ice water made him sit up shaking and snapped his eyes open, his heart racing and breathing unsteady. After a few seconds of panic and worry, he looked cross-eyed to see Luigi, perched upon his nose, his body, head and arms pressed up against Mario’s forehead, his arms stretched out between his eyebrows, Mario felt his small heartbeat flutter against his forehead. Mario couldn’t help but fall back on the rug with relief. His “little” little brother, at some point during the night, using all his energy, climbed up to Mario’s face and gave him the best hug his tiny body could offer. Mario, now relaxing, gently grabbed Luigi’s waist with his thumb and index finger, placing him against his chest and cupped his body with his hand. Luigi’s nuzzled into Mario’s chest before fluttering his eyes open and looked up fondly at Mario. His eyes still looked tired but they were bright with life. “Hey big bro...” luigi smiled in a high pitched voice. Even though it wasn’t his normal voice, Mario was grateful to hear it again. “Lu...” Mario said tenderly. At that moment, Doctor Toadley walked back in holding some papers. Luigi nuzzled against Mario causing him to look down at him “M’rio... table...” Luigi said in a tired voice. Mario looked at the table, where Lumalee was wearing a chefs hat putting plates of spaghetti Bolognese down on the table. “Oh mio dio Lu... sorry, of course eat as much as you need!” Mario sadly smiled. He placed Luigi on the table as Doctor Toadley approached. “Mario.” Toadley started “he appears to be physically fine, but I’d like to check him over in his normal form just to be safe.” Mario nodded happily then jumped a mile when he heard a load thud followed by a clinking sound and puff. Mario turned to see Lumalee laughing his head off “wha-“ Mario started “HAHAHAHA oh nothing!” Lumalee laughed “Greenie’s just accepting pain and stabbing himself!” He cried joyfully Mario and Toadley jumped “WHAT?!” They both shouted. Mario rounded the table to see Luigi, now normal sized with a fork sticking in his left arm, blood trickling down the side of it “Lu! Wha-?!” Mario cried crouching down to his level, yanking the fork out of his arm, blood dripping from it. Luigi winced “sorry...” he started “Mr Toad said he wanted to see me without a power-up... so I thought I’d just quickly remove it with the fork. But I uh fell off...” he blushed. Mario let out a sigh of relief before immediately grabbing Luigi’s arm “well I guess that works.” Said Toadley helping him up, bringing him over the couch~~~Mario bandaged Luigi’s arm, thinking back to the icicle being in it while Toadley was shining a pen-light in his eyes. Finally, Doctor Toadley put on his stethoscope and placed the bell to Luigi’s chest. ‘Ba-bump..’ Ba-bump..’ Ba-bump..’ Ba-bump..’ it was a little fast but that was probably from shock. Toadley grabbed his wrist and silently counted. “122 BPM...” said Toadley letting go and moving the bell deeper in his chest “but that’s most likely from shock if anything.” He smiled. “I’ll give you credit Luigi, you have a very strong little ticker in your chest!” “Big ticker” Mario corrected, Luigi smiled. “It seems like the little guy just doesn’t want to give up! He’s very stubborn!” Toadley smiled “heh-he gets that from Mario.” Luigi smiled. Mario blushed at the complement. Toadley wrote some things down before looking up smiling. “Apart from being in shock, your slight bleeding arm and temperature being slightly lower then normal, you’re completely fine!” He smiled “nothing a warm fireplace and a little TLC can’t fix!”, Lumalee rolled his eyes “boo... no love! It’s sissy!” He complained. Mario and Luigi couldn’t help but smile. -To be continued.

[regionalcoins]

Do you handle Luigi's medical needs or does he go to a different doctor

     “Luigi and-a I go-a to Toadley Clinic, but it’s-a handy to have a big-a bro at-a home who knows how-a to cure all of-a your ails!”