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Harsh Words

It's not easy being Luigi…

Even more so when his own thoughts are against him.

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Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Relationships: Luigi & Mario (Nintendo), Waluigi & Wario (Nintendo), Luigi & Wario (Nintendo), Luigi & Waluigi (Nintendo) Warnings/Additional Tags: There is cursing!, Internal Conflict, Mental Health, Self-Esteem Issues, Beginning Scene Inspired by Art, Luigi's not doing well.

(Earth)

Spike was a hard boss to work for.

If it wasn’t about the long list of tasks that needed to be finished that day no matter how numerous, it was being yelled at. If it wasn’t being yelled at, it was being told how terrible they were at their job. If it wasn’t being told they were wrong with every decision they made, it was being informed on how easily they could be replaced.

There couldn’t even be the benefit of a good paycheck or wonderful benefits that warranted why staying was a good idea. Mario seemed more often than not ending each day absolutely furious. Barely holding himself back from slamming their apartment door as he grumbled under his breath about ‘That job’ and ‘That man’.

Luigi took it all in stride. He knew they couldn’t just leave. No matter how many times Mario threatened to do so. Finding a new job would be hard since Spike barely gave them enough time to breath. Let alone try to find a better paying position.

Along with the issue of their contract they had to sign when they first started out.

They were young, stupid, and desperate for some kind of stable job and income. Spike was good with his poison words. Saying that the 5 year work long requirement in the contract was just a formality. Every contract has something like it! You know, so someone couldn’t just double cross the other part and run off without facing some legal repercussions.

“Two more months,” Mario firmly stated as he took a seat at the small kitchen table, “Two more months and we’ll be out of that stupid contract. Then we’ll strike out on our own. It’ll be so much better when we’re running the show. You’ll see.”

Luigi would merely give a small nod and a smile as his response.

The younger brother knew he should have spoken up at that point. It was the perfect time. But Mario was still going on about how their business was going to run Spike’s into the ground. It would just upset him further. Mario didn’t need the added stress.

Luigi sighed softly, letting it go.

He wasn’t sure what had brought Spike’s full attention onto him. Maybe the pompous boss found out his few (only) full time contract workers were planning on leaving soon. Or just decided that Luigi was an easier target to let his frustration out on as Mario would fight back.

Whatever the reason was, Spike had just decided one day to start sending jabbing remarks on Luigi’s work performance. No yelling, no cussing, no confrontations. Just small passing remarks related to whatever Luigi was working on.

“Good thing you remember to turn off the water before you started. Was worried I would have to save you from drowning.”

“Hey, you made sure to pack up the actual required tools, good job! Figured your scattered brain would forget something.”

“Careful with that pipe, it’s taller than you. Which is saying something given how much of a string bean you are.”

All of this was followed by a few beats of silence before Spike would laugh out, “Hey, lighten up, it’s a joke! A little workplace humor.”

Luigi would offer a tight smile and a forced laugh. Because, what else was he supposed to do?

He already didn’t have the best confidence. Bullies and judgemental adults made sure to break him down while growing up. Luigi was always doing or saying something wrong. The other person never really gives a reason as to why they did or say what they did. All of it boiling down to: if Luigi was doing it, it was wrong.

Mario did his best to help. He was an amazing older brother and Luigi would never fault him. But Mario wasn’t always able to catch everything, he had his own things to worry about, and Luigi learned how to hide his problems. He figured he would be able to handle it. They were only going to be working a few more months and they can leave.

He didn’t realize how hard these comments were hitting him.

It was a few days after Mario’s most recent assurance rant. The brothers on a simple repair job, Spike along for the journey. Who was currently with Mario in the kitchen looking over the issue.

Luigi, somehow, had been roped into hanging some of the home owner’s artwork. No doubt Spike had promised the grunt work being done for some extra pay. The younger brother was pretty sure it was ‘under the table’ money.

How Spike wasn’t out of business yet was the biggest mystery.

Humming softly some nameless tune, Luigi set up the small step ladder. Climbing up easily with a hammer in hand. The owners had already informed Luigi where they wanted the pictures to be hung. Making sure the plumber was clear on the instructions before walking off. But Luigi decided to double double check the measurements. Just in case.

Because he really didn’t want anyone to be upset with him.

He was already feeling a little unsure about…everything . Being reprimanded just that morning by Spike for forgetting to pack a few tools. They weren’t even essential to the job, Luigi was pretty sure the boss was just in a bad mood and needed something to focus on. Then he made a mess of the coffee, pouring the liquid everywhere, even on his own bare hand. Mario having to remind him to leave his signature green cap at the station before they finally left.

Luigi’s already low confidence was now a balancing act over a pit of lava. Now being tasked with something not really falling under his job description, he felt his knees lightly knocking together.

Taking a deep breath to try and calm his nerves, Luigi bent down to grab a few nails that were resting on the small hall table. Placing two in his mouth, the third was pressed against the wall. Hammer up, ready to swing and-

“I don’t know Luigi. You sure a guy like you knows how to handle a hammer?”

Luigi’s entire body tensed up hearing Spike. Throat closing up from fear. The balancing act crumbled and he hit the lava hard.

Spike, either not noticing Luigi’s turmoil or not caring about it, threw his head back and laughed. Slapping Luigi’s arm ‘playfully’. Causing the other to almost fall off. “I’m just kidding! Just a little workplace humor, don’t stress!”

Still uncaring on how quiet Luigi was being, Spike walked off. No doubt going back to the van to wait while the brothers cleaned up. “Don’t overwork yourself!”

Luigi reached up to rub where the hit had landed. But he didn’t really feel the pain. Quickly moving to sit down as his shaky legs almost caused the ladder to topple over. He really should just get off. But he couldn’t bring himself to care.

The commotion and following silence caught Mario’s attention. The older brother poked his head out of the kitchen doorway. Worry flooding over the anger finding Luigi in his current state. Slumped over and not fully there.

“Hey, Luigi?” Mario reached out to gently place a hand on his brother’s shoulder. Flinching back when Luigi’s shot up, dull eyes landing on him. “Are you okay? What did he say?”

“What? Oh…Oh, nothing! Don’t worry about it. Just…Just a silly little joke among co-workers.” Luigi was clearly over-exaggerating his movements and emotions. Putting on a performance to try and ease Mario’s worry.

When Mario gave a look of not buying the act, the younger brother stood back up. Hammer held high with determination. A painfully forced smile plastered onto his face. “Well, better get back to work!”

Performance still on display, Luigi turned back to the bare wall. Only to immediately freeze. Feeling intimidated, like the drywall was a predator, suddenly going to swallow him whole.

What if he hits the wall too hard and creates a hole?

What if he misheard where the owners wanted the paintings?

What if his hits vibrate the wall so hard that a pipe bursts?

What if he falls off and the ladder damages the wall?

What if he messes up so badly that Spike fires them?

Luigi wasn’t sure how long he was standing there. But the hammer was eventually lowered, eyes dropping as well. Unable to look over to her brother in fear of seeing disappointment written on Mario’s face.

“Um…actually, could you help me with this?”

Still unable to look over, Luigi didn’t fight back as Mario gently took the tool from his hand.

“Sure thing bro. Why don’t you step down?”

Luigi moved slowly as he climbed down. Eyes remained lowered. Shoulders slumped in defeat as Mario hammered the first nail in.

Harsh words still being whispered into his ear.

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(The Mushroom Kingdom)

Luigi jerks awake as his bedside alarm goes off. Groaning softly as he rolls over to turn it off. His hand slipping off with his arm left dangling over the edge.

He really didn’t want to get up. His mind in a familiar dark fog. An unseen weight holding him down. Wanting nothing more than to just roll over and fall back asleep.

But he knew that wasn’t going to be possible. Not today. Princess Peach had called the night before, asking for their help. Not hero business, plumbing related. The princess had wanted to build a new addition to the castle town. Wanting the brother’s help and saying it would be a good way for them to connect with the ‘common Toad’.

“You may be heroes, but you also need to show that you’re able to converse with everyone.” Peach explained.

“So…kind of like a publicity stunt? But in a good way.” said Mario.

“Exactly!”

It was a solid plan before, it made sense. Considering the brothers had yet to really communicate with the civilians from the kingdom they were protecting. The brothers happily agreed to help bright and early the next day.

Now Luigi wished he hadn’t.

But he couldn’t avoid this.

Begrudgingly, he tossed the sheets aside and slowly slid from the bed. Dressing slowly, settling his familiar green cap into place, he let out a slow sigh. Luigi needed to set his face before heading downstairs. He didn’t want Mario to worry…

He already does. He knows I’m a walking blunder. I can’t do anything right.

Luigi closed his closet door with more force than what he meant.

“Luigi, you okay?” Mario called up from the kitchen, his voice muffled by the closed bedroom door.

“Uh, yeah! Just…the door slipped from my hand, sorry! I’ll be down soon!” Welp, this was not a good way to start off this day. Mario no doubt on high alert, keeping a sharp ear out just in case something else happened.

Because he knows me. He knows how much of a mistake I am.

Luigi quickly shook his head. Patting his cheeks a few times, letting out a sharp huff. “Don’t. Don’t start. That doesn’t help, you know that. Just put on a smile and get through the day. Once you start working, you’ll feel better. Yeah! Work will help and Mario will be there. It’ll all be good.”

Until I mess up.

The bedroom door suffered this time.

“Luigi?” Mario called out again, heavy worry coloring his voice.

Stupid! Idiot! Why do I keep doing this? Why can’t I just be normal!

“Fine! I’m fine! Heading down!” Luigi frantically covered up his mistake. Having a death grip on the handrail while slowly descending the stairs. The last that he needed was to take a tumble.

“Morning!” Luigi cheerfully called out.

“Morning…” Mario’s reply was subdued. Eyes on his brother while he sat down.

“So, what’s for breakfast? Need a good start to the day. Especially for the day we have planned. How different do you think internal plumbing here is compared to Earth? I mean, beyond the obvious ‘used for transportation’ variety. Do you think that pipes are just a universally used method of draining? Or maybe it’s because of-”

Luigi cut himself off when Mario gently grabbed his wrist. The older brother carefully ran his hands over both arms, around Luigi’s shoulders and neck. Adding slight pressure or giving further attention before focusing on running his fingers through Luigi’s hair.

“Um, M-Mario?”

“Are you feeling okay? Did you bump your head? Are your powers acting up?

“Wha- No, I’m fine!” Luigi laughed weakly, “I’m fine. Nothing to worry about.”

Mario still looked suspicious at Luigi’s words. The stern face softened suddenly. Shoulders lowering as he placed a hand on Luigi’s cheek.

“We don’t have to go today and you’re not feeling up to it. We could take the day off. Peach will understand.”

He knows!

He knows he knows he knows he knows he knows he knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowsQuick, say something!he knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knowshe knows-Stop being a coward and just say something!

“N-No! No, I’m fine! We can go, I’ll be okay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Y-Yeah!” Luigi’s smile was weak.

Mario wasn’t comforted by this. “Be honest with me Luigi.”

“I am.”

“Weegie.”

Uh oh, the soft nickname was being used. Mario wasn’t backing down. Letting out a small sigh, Luigi allowed himself to lean into the touch. Eyes dropping.

“I’m feeling a little off right now…”

Mario nodded slowly. “Okay. Do you know how bad it is today?”

Luigi shrugged weakly.

“Do you want to cancel?”

“W-What about-”

“It was just about us giving a hand, nothing big. Peach will understand. They'll be fine if we’re not there.”

Biting his bottom lip, Luigi really considered it. The idea of just staying home, relaxing on the couch and just being with his brother. It’s absolutely what he wanted to do.

Coward.

“N-No, I can’t just keep hiding away. I’m supposed to start facing things head on, right?”

“Well..yeah, but-”

“It’s a safe environment, doing a job that we’ve done a number of times. Plus, this was supposed to be a way for us to better connect with the Toad, yeah? I want to do this. Let me test my boundaries where I know I can have an out if needed.”

Something flashed over Mario’s face. Luigi unable to identify what it was before it disappeared. The older brother slowly nodded with a smile.

“Okay…we play by your limits today. But-”

“The moments it’s to much, I’ll let you know. Promise.”

While Mario still looked on edge, he nodded and dropped it.

Breakfast and coffee consumed, they headed off to the familiar castle. Meeting the brothers at the Warp Pipe was Peach. Who explained the situation for them as the three made their way to the construction site.

“We’ve noticed an influx of people wanting to move into the kingdom,” said Peach, “Namely deserters from Bowser’s army.”

“Seriously?” The brothers said together, clearly surprised.

Peach smiled, “Not everyone’s going to agree with their ruler.”

“But, can we trust them?” Mario asked.

“If it means starting to build bridges of some variety, then I won’t say no. Plus, it’s my job as a ruler to help anyone who asks.”

“Even Bowser?”

“Ah, we’ll put that on the bottom of the list of worries for now.”

They arrived soon enough. The brothers were surprised to see all of the equipment that was already up. A large number of Toads were rushing around. A few shouting out orders with others were running off to complete them.

Luigi whistled low. “You guys work fast.”

“We’ve gotten really efficient at building since Bowser’s started attacking.”

One of the Toad workers finally caught sight of Peach and, mainly, the brothers. Letting out squeaks of surprise before shouting, “The brothers are here!”

That started a ripple effect. A round of cheering began and ended with the brothers being surrounded by very eager Toads.

Luigi offered a weak wave and an even weaker smile. He was used to Toads, he’d been around enough to be comfortable around them. However, this was a large number of them. All clearly viewing the twins as celebrities. Usually, the Toads were focused on the issues, political or otherwise. But this group was absolutely star struck.

An uncomfortable tingle traveled along his spine.

The gloves warming slightly.

He was getting really uncomfortable

W-Why are they looking at me so eagerly?

They don’t know me.

They don’t know who I really am.

They wouldn’t be that amazed if they knew.

“Eh, they’re not that impressive!” A loud voice called out.

Once, Mario would wince at the voice with Luigi worried about how this meeting would be ending. Now, however, both brothers perked up hearing it.

Wario and Waluigi easily parted through the crowd of Toads. Greeting the other brothers with wide smirks.

“As if we didn’t have enough issues to worry about.” Mario commented, clearly teasing.

“Happy to see you pests here and doing actual work,” said Waluigi.

“Working on your house wasn’t enough?”

“W-What are you t-two doing here?” asked Luigi.

Wario laughed before flashing his smirk, “We’re construction workers! Qualified and everything.”

“One of our earliest forms of grunt work.” Waluigi lamented.

“Plus, who wouldn’t want two extra pairs of hands attached to two Grambi-like physiques helping them? Check it!”

The Toads erupted into cheers and applause again as the brother threw out pose after pose. Each more ridiculous than the last. Peach clapped along good naturedly. A rather tense smile on her face as if holding back laughter.

Mario and Luigi, on the other hand, were roaring with laughter. Practically hanging off of each other in an attempt to remain upright.

“Only if said Grambi squashed and stretched what it was supposed to be like!” Mario called out. Only to be strong armed into a headlock. Knuckles lightly digging into the top of the human’s head.

“You take that back you!” said Wario, the smirk indicating he wasn’t really offended.

“Absolutely not!” Mario defended, eventually wiggling his way out of the hold. Going for a daring move and lightly jabbed at Wario’s stomach. “I doubt wet warthog was the given blueprint for ‘peek’ creation.”

“You’re one to talk, Mini-Me.”

“Why do you keep calling me that!”

“Because it pisses you off.”

“Don’t make me give you a fireball!”

“Ha! As if! I don’t know which will be harder for you to accomplish. Aiming right, getting the required height, not to make sure you’re not burning anything else down.”

Luigi couldn’t help but chuckle at the older brother's antics. Happy to see they were at least attempting to get along. Now it was the danger of how far this ‘play fighting’ could go before it became actual fighting. He was distracted when Waluigi popped up next to him, seemingly out of nowhere. A red rose somehow found its way into Waluigi’s mouth.

“W-Where do you e-even get those?” Luigi asked, nodding towards said flower.

Waluigi rather dramatically pulled said flower from his mouth and replied, “I grow them. I am a gardener, duh.”

At his last word, Waluigi started to swing his rose down. Intending to merely tap at Luigi’s cap.

Luigi, however, tensed up immediately. His mind shouting at him to ‘Run! He’s going to hit you!’. But his legs wouldn’t respond, feeling like they were stone.

Why is he going to hit me? What did I do?

Did I make him angry again? But how? When?

I thought we were making progress, was I wrong?

Of course I was wrong! Why on Earth would anyone want to-

“Luigi!”

Mario’s voice hit him like a boulder. Luigi swore he would have stumbled back if not for the grip on his shoulders. The fog cleared just as quickly as it arrived. Luigi’s eyes darted around and took in the fact that everyone was staring at him now.

“Luigi.” Panicked eyes shot back to Mario. The older brother only took only a second before saying, “We’ll be right back, just give us a moment.”

Wario, who had joined to stand by his brother’s side, mumbled, “Did you see that?”

“Yes,” was Waluigi’s short reply.

“That was-”

“Concerning? More than a little.”

Luigi didn’t pull back as he was led away from the large group. Eyes fixated on Mario’s back as they headed behind some large piles of supplies and equipment.

The moment they stopped, Luigi whispered, “I’m sorry.”

“You have nothing to be sorry for.” Mario quickly assured, “I just… Are you sure you’re okay?”

Luigi swallowed weakly. Going to rub his hands together, only for Mario to grab onto them. The silent offer of ‘squeeze when you need to’ given.

“I-I thought I was okay… Or at least okay enough to help with this.”

“How about we go home then?” Mario kept his smile in place as the pressure around his hands increased significantly.

“B-But won’t that look weird? And what if they ask questions and-”

“Weegie, it’s fine, we don’t need to be here.”

“But-”

Luigi winced slightly as Mario freed a hand to gently place it on the back of his head. Foreheads being pressed together as Luigi clung to Mario’s other hand.

“I need you to breathe with me Lu. Can you do that?” Luigi nodded, “Okay, in and out. Just like we’ve done before. In and out. Nice and slow, okay? I’m right here. In and out. I’m right here…”

It took a few minutes for Luigi to feel himself relax. Even then, he kept Mario’s hand in his own.

“There we go… Feeling a little better?” Mario asked with a smile.

“Y-Yeah…”

“Do you want to go home?”

“...No.”

Mario was a little surprised by this. “Are you sure?”

“I-I know I have an out…but I want to t-try,” Luigi said, “I don’t g-get these options if we’re going against Bowser.”

“...Alright, but please don’t push yourself, okay? Please…”

“Okay.”

“And you’ll tell me right away, yes?”

“Yes.”

“Okay…well. Let’s go help build some houses, yeah?”

Luigi smiles softly, “Yeah.”

“Okay…”

Neither moved right away. Both seemed nervous about what the next step was going to be. As always, Mario took charge. Giving a nod and heading back to the group, Luigi in tow. They greeted those who’d stayed by just in case. A few Toads, Peach, and the other brothers. Mario trying to ease everyone’s worries.

Luigi attempted to offer comfort as well. But fell quiet upon seeing the worried stares sent by Wario and Waluigi.

He wasn’t able to focus. His internal monologues were telling him that he was doing so many things wrong. His nerves were on edge because not only were Mario’s eyes constantly following him. But Wario and Waluigi’s as well. However, their attention was making things so much worse. Luigi knew unintentionally, but he felt like he was going to snap.

He kept dropping items. Tripping over nothing. Forgetting very basic facts of being a plumber.

Heck, he forgot what a wrench was!

It felt like every part of him was being torn away. His powers acting up, trying to find some way out with the gloves warm. It was all driving him crazy.

As he was passing under scaffolding, his name was called out.

“Hey, Luigi!” A Purple-capped Toad wearing a hard hat waved down at the younger brother.

“Oh, h-hey, something wrong?”

“Nope, but I do need help with something.”

“S-Sure!”

“Think you can toss that hammer to me?”

Luigi turned to where Toad was nodding to. The nearby toolbox holding the item they’d requested.

“H-How about I hand it u-up to you instead of tossing it?” Luigi suggested as he grabbed it.

“Nah, you’re good. One solid throw and we’ll be in business.”

I’m going to damage something.

I’m going to hit them!

I’m going to be so off with my aim I’ll hit the castle!

“I-I would feel better if I just h-handed it to you.”

“Wait, Luigi, hold on! The scaffolding isn’t graded for-”

Luigi had already stepped onto the lower rung. Free hand reached up to grab another and he lifted himself off the ground. The scaffolding immediately protested. Letting out a warning groan before the metal underfoot broke completely.

The Toads standing on top quickly jumped off. The Purple-capped one being caught in Luigi’s arms. The scaffolding gave another groan before toppling over. Crashing right into the partially completed house it once stood before

The two other Toads jumped off on the other side. Knocking over planks of wood as they scrambled away from the danger. The planks clattered to the ground, sending larger tools either into the air or rolling down the main road. Now seeing the danger, more Toads rushed off in panic. Sending more things flying. A domino effect of running tools, run away equipment, and more houses being knocked over only lasted for a few minutes.

When the dust cleared, hours of work were gone.

Some Toads were trying to pull their companions out of the rubble. Others were calling out, trying to figure out what all had been lost. Peach was ordering those who were nearby and still standing to go back to the castle for further help. Mario, Wario, and Waluigi spring into action. Working on clearing out larger and heavier pieces of debris that the Toads couldn’t move.

“Is that everyone?” Peach called out, “We need a headcount! Are we missing someone?”

At that, numerous Toads shouted out “Luigi!” before pointing towards the castle. Namely, the gardens.

Mario, who’d been checking over a few Toads, shot up at that. Panicked filled eyes scanning over the crowd. Not finding his brother anywhere. “Where did he go?”

The same group of Toads pointed towards the same direction once more. Mario taking off the next second.

“Think you can hold down the fort?” Wario quickly asked Peach. Who gave a short nod and waved the other brothers on.

Mario reached the gardens first. Running through the rows of trimmed hedges and flowers. Still not finding the green he was frantically looking for. When Luigi wasn’t found there, Mario turned to the hedge maze.

“Of course Greenie wouldn’t make this easy,” Waluigi grumbled as he stopped by Mario’s side, “Like finding a green needle in a green haystack.”

“It’s large, but not that large. We’ll split as soon as we can. Cover more ground.” Wario offered.

Mario nodded weakly. “Just…when you find him, be…be gentle.”

Wario pointedly looked at Waluigi, who shouted back, “What!?”

Merely shaking his head, Wario patted the hero’s shoulder. “We’ll find him. Don’t worry.”

He rushed into the maze first, shouting out ‘Right!’ upon reaching the first turn. Hearing Mario call out ‘Forward!’ and Waluigi says ‘Left! …Apparently!’.

It was the last Wario heard from the other two. Soon the only sound being his own footsteps and heavy breathing. The walls of green eventually blurring together.

The pathway eventually reached a decorated open space. A small river cutting through it with a white and pink ornate bridge to be used to cross over. Two tall bushes with pink flowers framed the breaks in the hedges that allowed the river to flow through.

Sitting on the banks was Luigi. Back facing Wario. Seeming unaware that anyone else was there with him.

“...Alright…be gentle.” Wario let out a sigh before walking over.

He stood at Luigi’s side, waiting for an indication that the younger brother knew he was there. Which was merely a quick glance up before Luigi looked forward again. Wario took that as the opening he needed. Sitting down, crossing his legs.

It remained relatively quiet. The river trickling through, the wind rustling the leaves, Luigi occasionally sniffing. Wario took note of the red, puffy blood-shot eyes, wet cheeks, and ruffled mustache.

“...Are you hurt?” Wario started off, “You ran off before we could check on you.”

No response. Luigi stared at his hands resting in his lap.

“...Remember what I told you when we first met? About how holding things in is not a good thing? That advice needs to be taken to heart again.” Wario’s voice was soft.

Luigi bit his bottom lip, clearly mulling the words over. An internal fight occurred. Hands moving to grip onto his knees.

“You’re in a safe space.”

That seemed to work. Luigi let out a slow sigh. Rocking a little bit before saying, “I…don’t like myself sometimes. A lot of times, actually. It’s…It’s this weird voice…or it’s my voice? I guess I’m thinking about these comments… I’m telling myself these things?

“What does this voice say?”

Luigi’s hands moved from his knees to pull and pluck at his gloves. “A lot… That I can’t do anything right. How much of a mistake I am. I run through situations and how I could ruin something…”

“And this happens a lot?”

“Yeah… I thought I was doing fine. I hadn’t had an ‘episode’ for so long. But I think the craziness of everything recently has kept it quiet. I just feel stupid… I wanted to help and I ended up making everything worse.”

“Hey now, that’s rather unfair to you.” Wario couldn’t help but wince when a jolt of energy shot out from the younger brother’s shoulder.

Luigi stood up and walked away. Arms wrapped around himself tightly. “No it’s not, you saw what happened back there! I caused all of that! I think I’m doing something right before life just kicks me back down. Everything I touch just falls apart. I’m a walking disaster.”

He winces as his gloves heated dangerously, letting out a warning hum. Luigi frantically shook his head as Wario reached out to help. The younger brother took a few minutes to slow his breathing, eyes closed. The humming died down soon enough.

Out of the danger zone once more, Luigi flopped back down. Pulling his hat over his eyes. “I’m supposed to be a hero. But I trip over everything and have these ‘powers’ with barely any control over them. I was damaged enough before. It just keeps getting worse. I’m not a hero. I’m a mistake.”

Wario felt a flare of absolute rage rise up. Causing him to clench his hands a few times to calm down.

“Who told you that?” Wario asked.

Luigi peeked out from under his cap. “W-What?”

“I asked who told you this. Because I know for a fact you don’t think these things on your own. So, who told you that?”

“...A lot of people. Parents, teachers, kids…bosses. I was ‘The Leech’, ‘The Shadow’. I would bring Mario down, everything I said or did was wrong. I was…just a waste of space…”

“Well, what do they know?” Wario huffed. Standing up so suddenly that Luigi actually fell back.

“W-What?” Luigi meekly voiced again.

“What do they know? Why are you listening to such absolute pieces of shit? Those people are worthless if they think they just get to say stuff like that to you. If anything, they are the waste of space!”

“B-But- But- But-” Luigi yelped as he was lifted up, gently, from his underarms.

“You started up a business with your brother. You faced down the King of the Koopas and kicked his ass! You have control, kind of, over lightning! You yelled at my brother!”

Luigi was placed on his feet. Wario now gripped the younger brother’s shoulders as he continued. “You’re brave, strong, and determined! You see the best in people, even in someone like me! You know when you need to step in! You’re amazing, you’re the best!”

Shining blue eyes were on Wario with admiration, with a hint of trepidation. “I…I don’t know…”

“Well, I know. Peach knows. Your brother knows. You’ve spent all this time believing those asses whose opinions are just shitty. But you don’t listen to Mario? You’re clearly listening to the wrong people.”

“Wario-”

“Maybe Mario hasn’t been loud enough, but I can handle that! I want you to repeat after me. I am the best!”

Luigi was a little dumbfounded by this all and didn’t respond. That didn’t deter Wario though. Who now gripped Luigi’s upper arm and gently shook him.

“Come on Greenie, let me hear you say it! I am the best!”

“I-I am the best?”

“This isn’t a question, you’re not questioning it, you’re stating it! I am the best!”

“I…I am the best.”

“Good, now louder!”

“I-I am the best.”

“Louder and with confidence!”

“I am the best.”

“Louder!”

“I am the best!”

“Hell yes, who’s the best!?”

“I am!”

“Who can handle anything!?”

“I can!”

“Who could beat Bowser single handedly!”

“I-I wouldn’t go that far but thank you for thinking I could!”

Wario laughed as he eagerly ruffled Luigi’s hair. “You’re getting the hang of it! You need to be louder than your negative thoughts. Because you’re better than them, right?”

Luigi gave a determined nod, uncaring that his hat was skewed to hide about half of his face. “Y-Yeah.”

“Don’t have that confidence slip now.”

“I-I’m not, I’m just a little tired.”

“I’m sure today has been draining, huh? How about we go find your brother and-”

“Luigi!”

Wario turned just in time to see Mario jump over the river. Because why would he just use the bridge placed there for that purpose when he could just jump? He’d already collected Luigi into a tight hug as Waluigi came rushing over. Panting hard as he stood by his brother.

“Look a little winded there bro.” Wario casually commented.

“You know…I hate…running.” Waluigi puffed back.

“Eh, you have those long legs, you’re fine.”

“Shut up.”

Finally able to release some tension, Mario pulled back slightly. Looking Luigi over before asking, “Are you okay?”

“I’m…better. I’m getting better,” Luigi confessed, “Wario helped.”

“I heard. Didn’t know you could shout that loud.”

The Mario brothers let out strangled cries of surprise as Wario wrapped an arm around them both. Shaking them with a laugh. “The old ‘yell until you feel better’ method is a family favorite.”

Luigi couldn’t help but laugh as Mario rolled his eyes. The younger brother fell quiet when someone gently poked his forehead. Looking up to find Waluigi.

“I told you,” he started, “Being my rival is a prestigious title to have bestowed upon you. It’s not something I just hand out. I wouldn’t have given it to you unless I saw you as someone good enough to rival me. Got it?”

Luigi gave a short nod with a determined smile. “Got it.”

“Good, now, let’s get out of here. I’m sure everyone’s still freaking out.”

Luigi faltered at that. “H-How mad do you think they are?”

“Let’s just go talk to them.” Mario said, offering a smile as he wrapped an arm around his brother’s shoulder.

“They’ll understand,” said Wario.

Waluigi added on, “It’s not like you intentionally did it.”

Turns out, they were right.

Upon returning, Peach called out happily, “You found him!”

That pulled the nearby Toad’s attention to the approaching group. All placing whatever they were carrying down to rush over. Namely to Luigi. All asking if he was okay, did he get hurt, why’d he run off like that?

“You’re not…upset?” Luigi asked nervously.

“You didn’t mean it.” A Red Toad called out.

“Yeah,” A Yellow Toad said, “It was an accident.”

A Green Toad shrugged, “Honestly, Bowser has done worse.”

A Purple Toad quickly adding, “But maybe listen to instructions next time? We have our hard hats on for a reason.”

Given how late in the day it was, it was decided cleaning up would be the better focus for the rest of the time of that day. Construction starting back up tomorrow. The four brothers were offered a room in the castle. Luigi extremely happy to not have to wait too much longer on getting the dirt and grime off. Collapsing onto the large four post bed with a contented sigh. Uncaring when hearing the door open, knowing it was Mario.

That didn’t prepare him for the sudden weight to hit him in the gut. Luigi letting out an ‘Oof!’ as Mario actually flopped onto him. There was a slight tussle between them until Mario was able to wrap his arms around Luigi. Pinning the younger brother’s at his side.

“Gotcha!” Mario cheered with a smirk.

“No, come on, I’m tired!” Luigi attempted to argue back at that, Mario flopping back onto the bed with his brother in tow.

“There, we’re laying down. Now sleep.”

“You know this is horribly uncomfortable.”

Mario let out a dramatic sigh before releasing Luigi and rolling onto his back. They remained like this, staring up at the dark pink canopy. Relaxing further into the plush mattress.

Mario eventually says, “I know I keep asking. But are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m getting there,” Luigi answered. Another pause was given until Luigi rolled onto his side to look at his brother. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah…I mean…” Mario huffed before rolling to face Luigi as well, “I’ll admit, I am feeling a little off.”

“What do you mean?”

“Like…I feel on edge. Like I’m expecting something bad is going to happen at any moment.”

“...Bowser’s been quiet for a while. Are you worried he’s up to something?”

“No… Well, wait, yes, but that’s not what the feeling is. It’s more like… This is going to sound weird. But I’m expecting something bad to happen…to you.”

“Me?”

“Like I’ll be living my biggest fear soon.”

Luigi frowned softly. “Guess me running off today didn’t help that.”

“I just think we're both on edge right now.”

“...Do you want to stay in my room tonight?”

Mario smiled, looking very relieved. “If you’re okay with it.”

“I wouldn’t have suggested it if I wasn’t okay with it. Don’t worry big bro, Luigi’s here to keep you safe!”

While he knew Luigi was just copying what has been said towards him before, Mario was happy to hear those words. They eventually got under the covers, Luigi turning off the bedside lamp. But relaxing back into their pillows. Swapping stories and reminiscing.

Mario was part way through his most recent random thought about this world when he heard Luigi snoring. Looking over to confirm his brother was fast asleep.

Even with how late it was, with how bone tired he was, with having his brother so close to him, Mario couldn’t follow Luigi’s example. Dry eyes staring up at the darkness hanging over him.

Peaking back over to check Luigi was still asleep, Mari inched closer. Shifting so Luigi’s left arm was wrapped around him, Mario gently laid his head on his brother’s chest. The sound of the younger’s heartbeat easily drowned out whatever fears were plaguing Mario.

Arms reaching up to wrap his arms around his brother, Mario had no issues with finally falling asleep.

“Well…this is both curious and worrisome.” E. Gadd mumbled softly, peering up from his scanner and the information that was still being flashed across the screen.

He was standing on the border that divided the Mushroom Kingdom and the Dark Lands. The darkness of midnight making it impossible to see anything from either kingdom. The moon providing no help.

But E. Gadd wasn’t worried about that. His concern lied to what would be hidden away even if it was the middle of the day.

Polterpup whined softly as the scientist stared out into the void.

“It can’t be helped. It’s becoming far more severe of an issue than I previously thought. It’s not just Boos, but even Ecto-Ghosts. A large number. A dangerous number.”

Pulling out his flashlight, E. Gadd used it to illuminate the path before him. Leading the way back to the parked bunker a few feet back. The ghostly dog phased their way in and waited for E. Gadd to enter through the door. Who tossed his current equipment down as soon as he walked in. Heading straight for the workbench.

“Let’s just hope I can get this finished soon. It won’t be much use in pieces… We’ll make our way to the Mushroom Kingdom soon. For now, would you be so kind as to stand guard while I work?”

Polterpup let out a bark in agreement before floating up to the roof. Tail wagging as they peered through the darkness as the good watchdog they were.

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Growing Pains

Takes place after 'The Younger Brother'. A few weeks afterwards.

Mario wasn't feeling like himself. He's getting snippy, getting angry faster, only seeming to calm down when he's focused on his brother.

Luigi wasn't feeling like himself. He feels like his nerves are on end. On edge more than usual, his body unable to stop shaking.

Wario and Waluigi are in over their head on their first job together acting as mentors.

They're all stumbling until something breaks.

Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Relationships: Luigi & Mario (Nintendo), Waluigi & Wario (Nintendo) Warnings/Additional Tags: Violence, there is cursing!, sequel, we’re growing as people!, Peach and Wario have a history!, Mario/Peach relation if you squint, it'll grow promise!, new abilities, make sure you read all the way through!

The kitchen was alight with noises of bubbling water and sauces, air heavy with wonderful aromas of spices. Mario hummed softly as he turned the stove tops off. Give the final touches to the two large plates laden with food before deeming them perfect to serve. Transferring them, along with two glasses of water, to a large tray and, double checking that everything was turned off, made his way to the staircase.

The two storied home was the thing Mario had dreamed about back on Earth. Perfectly sized for the two brothers, warm and inviting, filled with the necessities of living and more. Each brother even got their own room! It had been built just past the outskirts of the castle’s town. A warp pipe conveniently placed nearby for easy transport right to the castle front door.

It had been Peach’s first gift to the brothers after they’d rescued her the first time. Both absolutely blown away when they first saw it.

“Really, it’s the least I can do.” Peach had answered their looks of amazement with a small giggle.

How strange to think Mario could gain more from a job he felt super under qualified for in comparison to when he was a full time plumber.

Taking the steps carefully, the hero made it to the second landing and headed towards the last door on the right. Shifting the tray to be held in one hand to allow the other to knock on said door.

“Hey Weegie? Care to open up, I got lunch here.” Mario called out.

There was a quick reply of ‘Okay!’, followed by a heavy thud. Mario wincing slightly, smiling when Luigi gave a call out of ‘I’m okay!’, and the door finally opened. The younger brother offered a wide smile of his own. His left cheek looked a little red and roughed up.

“H-Hey Mairo.”

“You okay? That spill sounded pretty bad.”

“I’ve had worse, you know that.” Luigi shrugged. He opened the door further to allow his brother in.

Mario let out a low whistle upon seeing Luigi’s desk. The sturdy wooden structure was covered with numerous paper, pens, and stacks of some rather heavy looking books. Said books seem to have been pulled from the familiar library that belonged to Peach. A place that Luigi had been seen lurking around a lot recently.

“Wow… So, what’s all of this about?” Mario asked as Luigi frantically cleared off a spot to have the tray placed down.

“Um, r-research.”

“About what? Trying to write your own novel about the Mushroom Kingdom?”

“Um, no…but kind of? But not really.”

“How about we get some food in you and then you can explain what you’re doing. That might help you focus better.”

Luigi’s stomach gave the reply. Rumbling loudly as Mario placed the plates down. The younger brother smiling sheepishly as Mario’s deep frown.

“Did you have breakfast today?”

“...Y-Yes?”

Mario let out a sigh at that, shaking his head. “We’ll have a talk about that later. Let’s just eat now, okay?”

Luigi didn’t argue back, sitting back down meekly and pulling his own plate forward. Letting out a small hum of contentment upon taking his first bite. On his part, Mario looked over a few of the closer pieces of paper. Brow rising upon finding a familiar name written on it multiple times.

“Are…you researching about Boos?”

Luigi paused at that. Looking as if he’s been caught doing something wrong, again. “Um…yes?”

“Why?”

Shifting nervously, Luigi took another decent bite of his lunch before answering. “So, in learning that Boos exist, I had…a lot of questions. Like, if Boos are real, so are ghosts, right? Which led me to learning that ghosts do exist here as well! And that led me to ‘how in the world does that work?’ So I got everything I could get about Boos and ghosts!”

Mario nodded along as Luigi talked. Not missing the note of excitement in the younger brother’s voice. “Alright. What have you learned so far?”

“Wario was not wrong about Boos being an anomaly in this world! There’s written documentation about Boos from years ago. Except they weren’t called that, they technically didn’t have a name. Anyone who came across them and were able to survive just called them ‘scary lights’. But there was a rumor that if you actually see their eyes, they’ll suck your soul out… Or something. It was a stupid reason to figure out why their eyes are covered when you look at them.”

“Oh, that’s terrifying to think about.”

“But ghosts are a completely different entity. Those are either the souls of the dead becoming reanimated for unknown reasons. Or, and more commonly seen, are collections of ectoplasm that gain sentience given enough time. People assume it’s a collective hive mind working towards the same goal. Kind of like the leftover energy gathered from those who have passed are used to create these creatures.”

“That…sounds like a huge stretch.” Mario frowned, flipping through a few more pages.

“It’s not! They can actually run experiments here to prove theories like this, it’s amazing!” Luigi argued back, “Here, look, this guy is the leading mind in this field.”

Mario took the offered book. Holding back a snort reading the name printed on the thick volume. “Professor Elvin Gadd? E. Gadd? Seriously?”

“I know it sounds weird, but he’s amazing. It’s like his mind is snapping off thousands of ideas at once and he just keeps pushing forward.”

“So, are you going to become a ghost hunter?”

Luigi shivered, frantically shaking his head. “Absolutely not. It’d better be a life or death situation before I would even consider it.”

“Then what’s all this for?”

“...Promise not to laugh?”

Mario smiled softly. “Why would I do a thing like that?”

Offering a weak shrug, Luigi continued, “Since I’m not that great of a fighter-”

“Luigi.”

“Okay, fine, because I don’t like to fight, I figured I could actually be useful-”

“Luigi.”

“Could be helpful in another way. With knowledge! If I can learn as much as possible about this world and what it has to offer, it could be applied during a fight. And we can avoid what happened with the Boos. What do you think?”

Mario didn’t miss the hint of timid hopefulness in Luigi’s voice. A silent want to know he’d done something right. A habit that the hero had been trying to break his brother out of for years. But that was also combating years of internal worrying and external harassment that was hard to erase. Even if they were in a new place to start again.

“Hey, it doesn’t matter if you’re by my side fighting or giving me needed information. Whatever you decide to do, I’ll happily take the help.”

Luigi’s smile became stronger from that. “Thanks, Mario.”

“Anytime…” Mario turned to his own plate, stomach suddenly in knots. He’d come up here for another reason. Not just to make sure Luigi was actually eating something substantial that day. He just wasn’t ready for the other to announce his stance in their team.

Now wasn’t the time to just beat around the bush.

“Speaking of helping…” Mario started off casually. Or what he hoped sounded casual. Which wasn’t achieved given the raised brow from Luigi.

“I got a call from the princess. There’s a weird growth, possibly turning into a small infestation of some kind. Some kind of plant. No enemies. No Koopas. No…No Boos. So I figured you could join me on this one?”

Luigi swallowed weakly. “I…I don’t know…”

“It’s a really simple mission. Just going to see what the problem is and where it’s coming from. No fighting.”

“So, just going to see what the issue is?”

“Right, that’s all! Nothing major to worry about.”

“Like you with the Boos.”

“There’s a visual with this and no one’s even been hurt… At least not enough to be reported, I suppose.”

“That is not helping.”

“Luigi, I promise, it’s going to be fine,” Mario reassured quickly, “A nice easy way for us to start working together again. A team with a new job.”

Biting his bottom lip, Luigi tapped his arm nervously in thought. “...No fighting?”

“None. If there’s even a hint of trouble, you run.”

“You run too, right?”

“I’ll be right behind you.”

The younger brother let out a slow sigh before nodding. “Okay… Y-Yeah, let’s do it!”

“Hey, there's the brave brother I know!”

Luigi snorted as Mario ruffled his hair with both hands. Squirming weakly as he attempted to pull away. “Gah, Mario, quit it!”

“What? What are you talking about? I’m just sharing my excitement.”

“Your excitement is going to make me go bald!”

“Nah, you’re too young.”

“Mario, I’m serious, would you-”

As Luigi reached up to grab at Mario’s wrist and pull him away, there was a sharp shock that hit the hero. Not enough to hurt that severely. But enough to cause Mario to jump back.

“Woah! Wow, ow, that was a shock.” Mario attempted to sound casual, rubbing his wrists.

Luigi, on his part, worriedly peered down at his hands. “T-That was weird…”

“Don’t worry, it was just static build up. Guess you’re just really charged up.”

“That was so bad.”

The hero merely rolled his eyes with a smirk. “You love my jokes.”

Luigi snorted. “That was a joke?”

“So mean! See if I ever bring you lunch again.”

“Just specifically lunch?”

“Don’t push your luck bro.” Mario’s ‘serious’ face fell away as Luigi openly giggled. His own smile warming, happy to see his brother relaxed again. “Alright, alright, you done? I need to get this all cleaned up.”

“What some help? I could use a bit of a break.”

“Lunch wasn’t enough?”

“I’ve been sitting here since 7 this morning. I should probably move before I’m permanently attached to the chair.”

“That would be interesting to see.”

Luigi gave another light laugh as he stood. Closing a few books and gathering his own plate before placing it on the tray. “Just promise me you won’t put me up as some sideshow attraction.”

“Nah, I’ll just hang you up on the wall. Like some moving, 3D painting.”

“Ah jeez, could you imagine? Being trapped like a painting and stuck hanging on the wall for the rest of your life?”

“Don’t say it too loudly,” Mario teased as they headed down, “Bowser could be listening and I don’t want to give him ideas.”

_____________________________

The next morning started with Luigi somehow shocking himself. Wincing as a clear small spark arched from his fingertips to the doorknob. Surprised to find his hair standing on end for some reason.

“Do you think the Mushroom Kingdom has humidifiers?” Luigi asked as a morning greeting to his brother.

“It can’t hurt to ask, why?”

“I’m really staticky for some reason. I can only guess that my room is dry. Could the books have caused this?”

“The price of knowledge. We can just ask when we get to town today.”

Luigi blinked, confused for a moment before recalling their conversation from the day before. “Oh, right…”

“Not getting cold feet, are you?” Mario asked. Hiding his concern with a raised brow and smirk.

“...Maybe slightly?”

“You’ll be okay. We’re just looking over the damage to figure out what’s wrong and I’ll be there the entire time.”

Even with his brother’s reassurance, Luigi still felt off. After a stomach churning travel through the Warp Pipe (curse you motion sickness), the brothers arrived at the castle. And were met with a very green sight.

Now the castle and surrounding town had rolling hills of green grass. But it was mainly known for its wide range of used colors.. So suddenly having thick, vivid acid green vines sprouting up, tangled and draped over everything made for a rather interesting scene. Nothing was damaged, which was good, but still strange to see.

There wasn’t much time to fully take in the situation before their names were called out.

“Hey, it’s Mini-me and Luigi! Guess the princess would call the heroes to help with this.”

Boisterous as always with a wide grin on his face, Wario waved the brothers over from the castle steps. Shoulder bag no doubt filled to the brim with tools swinging from the movement. Waluigi sitting rather precariously on the railing nearby. Giving a narrowed glare to Luigi.

“What are you two doing here?” Mario tried to keep his voice even. But his confusion and frustration still seeped into his tone.

Something Wario picked up on easily.

“Ah, don’t be like that,” Wario chortled, “I thought we were finally bonding! Besides, I think Peach needs as much help as she can get to clear this problem away.”

Luigi asked, “D-Do we know w-what the problem is?”

“My guess is a Piranha Plant infestation,” Waluigi was casual as he stood up. Still casting a steely glare to the twins.

“How do you know that?” Mario frowned.

“Vines are the same colors and densely barbed as my own. Plus, this is pretty typical around this time of the year. Although it’s never been this bad.”

Luigi seemed to perk up in interest upon hearing about the other’s garden. “H-How are they?”

Waluigi’s glare seemed to turn to ice. Causing the younger brother to immediately step behind Mario. “They keep asking about you.”

“Of course they do,” Mario cheekily challenged, “My bro can endear himself to anyone.”

“The puppy dog act doesn’t work on me. It’s actually quite annoying.”

“Well, maybe it’s because you’re an absolute-”

“Okay!” Wario quickly interrupted, getting between an annoyed Waluigi and heated Mario. “How about we all go inside and see what Peach needs from us, yeah?”

Waluigi didn’t verbally respond. Giving a sneer and snort before sharply turning, striding towards the grand double doors. Wario was close behind. But not before giving Mario a look of concern.

“A-Are you okay?” Luigi asked softly.

The timid voice breaking Mario from his tense stance. Older brother's instinct kicked in as he faced Luigi. “Yeah, I’m okay! Feeling great. Just…not looking forward to working with them.”

“You sure?”

“...Yeah. Come on, let’s go see the princess.”

Peach greeted them all with a warm smile and open arms. “Thank you all for agreeing to help with this issue.”

“You know we’re happy to help.” said Wario, Luigi nodding in agreement. Mario and Waluigi looking elsewhere in stony silence.

“I do appreciate it, truly. We really just need to know where the source of the roots are coming from and what caused them to be so large. Possibly remove the problem if it’s not too big of an issue. You’ll be heading to the underground tunnel shortly.”

“U-Underground?” Luigi voiced weakly. His nervousness called Mario’s attention again.

“Just a system of working tunnels, nothing to worry about! They’re perfectly safe.”

“O-Oh, okay.”

“Um, why are we using them?” Mario asked quickly.

“We’re unable to find the issue above ground. So I’m hoping the issue could be located underground. Really, it’s just an assumption, but all we really have to go on,” Peach smiled softly, “Toadsworth will direct you to the entrance to the tunnels and give you some needed tools.”

The princess gestured to the aged Toad. Who greeted all with a short nod. As she watched the small group head off, Peach was distracted by a small cough. Finding a nervous Mario beside her.

“Hey princess, can I…can I talk to you real quick?”

“Of course, is something wrong?”

Mario shifted from foot to foot, clearly thinking her words through. Removing his cap and pressing it to his chest. Something Peach had picked up on as his own nervous action. “When you said there was a little issue, I thought… I didn’t think it would be this… This is kind of a huge problem.”

Peach frowned softly, “It’s just a minor growth, it happens. This still doesn’t involve fighting, just research. This is a normal, calm situation.”

“This is normal for you- I mean, it’s just… You said this is a Piranha Plant infestation. That seems kind of like a big deal. Because, well…they’re Piranha Plants!”

“You’ve faced more dangerous situations before.”

“Okay, yeah, but… It might be too much for Luigi? I thought this was just supposed to be looking into…something going missing. That we would just talk to a few Toads. This is not something small.”

“Mario, you said you wanted Luigi to be more involved with what’s happening in the kingdom. I promise you that this is a minor task. Are the vines larger than normal, yes. But all I really want is for you and everyone else to find where this growth is starting. Luigi has handled Piranha Plants before and Waluigi is an expert on them. Plus, you’re there.”

“Okay, well, that’s another thing I wanted to ask about. Why would you ask for Wario’s help? I’m stressed enough without having to worry about some…some…”

“Mario…you know I wouldn’t intentionally put you or Luigi in danger. I asked for everyone’s help because I trust you all. Plus, the more help you have, the more you have a chance of keeping Luigi safe.”

The hero’s stern face softens at that. Eyes wide with worry. “I- Sorry. I’m not…I didn’t mean anything by it. I guess I’m still not used to what’s considered to be an ‘easy job’ in this world.”

“I understand. You just need to know that everything’s going to be fine. This is just something to help Luigi feel more at ease with everything. Right?”

“Right…I’m sorry again, princess.”

Peach offered a gentle giggle. Taking Mario’s hands in her own in a comforting way. “You’re fine! I wouldn’t have suggested Luigi to come along if I thought it would be in any way dangerous.”

“Right, you’re right. I’m sorry, I’ll make this up to you after-”

“Are you feeling alright?” Peach’s smile broke to a worried frown. Mario unable to provide a reply before she placed the back of her hand on his forehead.

“I-I’m feeling fine. I mean, a little anxious, I won’t lie about that. But otherwise, feeling great. Why?”

“You’re warm. Really warm, I was worried you were running a fever.”

“Really? I mean, I’ve always run a little warmer than normal,” Mario reached up to feel his forehead, “Huh, no, I feel fine. Feel pretty normal actually.”

“Alright…if you’re sure. Perhaps I’ve just never noticed. If you’re feeling better, I won’t hold you up further.”

Putting his cap back in place, Mario tipped it with a smile before taking off.

Luigi greeted his older brother with a worried look. Clutching the flashlight he’d been given close to his chest. “A-Are you o-okay? I-Is something wrong?”

“Everything’s fine Weegie,” Mario patted his brother’s shoulder, “Just needed to talk to Peach about something.”

“O-Okay.”

“If you two are quite done. I would like to get this issue resolved today.” Waluigi called out, his own flashlight hanging from a belt loop.

Luigi gave an apologetic smile while Mario rolled his eyes.

The group was relatively quiet as they were directed by Toadsworth. The aged Toad informs them about the workings of the tunnel system. How directions to every exit of the tunnel were clearly marked. Asking that all they do was find the source of this issue, get rid of it if possible, and if anything else to return back with a report.

“Bottom line, we just need to make sure everyone's safe. Don’t feel the need to engage.” Toadsworth cautiously offered. All eyes went to Luigi, who was too busy looking through his notes to notice.

“Don’t worry, you old Toad, we’ll be fine.” Wario said with his signature smirk.

Toadsworth merely shook his head before opening the pair of double doors. The large sign of ‘Warning: Authorized Personnel Only Past this Point’ was split into two. All wincing from the sudden blast of cold air that rushed out. While the tunnels were constructed with sturdy walls, it was clear lighting this place wasn’t a huge priority. Strings of low illuminated light bulbs were strung from the walls. Providing very little to properly show the walkway.

“Wonderful budget you have on this place.” Waluigi dryly commented as he strolled in. Wario and Mario close behind giving a tip of the cap.

“T-Thanks Toadsworth.” said Luigi, giving a smile.

“Just take it slow lad.” Toadsworth offered as a reply, patting his shoulder. “Don’t feel pressured to do anything if you’re not comfortable with it.”

“I-I’ll be fine.” While the smile wasn’t as strong as before, Luigi tried to keep his confidence up. Jogging a little to catch up with Mario.

Toadsworth merely sighed before stepping away and closing the doors.

The group remained quiet as before, traveling the darkened halls slowly. Following the growth of the vines further in. Checking the branching paths to see if those suddenly changed the direction they needed to take. But the growth stayed consistent. The path eventually started to sloop down.

“H-Hey, Waluigi? Y-You said these were P-Piranha Plant vines, r-right? H-How do you think t-this could happen?” Luigi broke the silence first. His voice seemed to echo even for how quiet he was.

“Not quite sure. Piranha Plants are territorial and like to expand quickly, but I’ve never seen them get this big before.”

Mario frowned, thinking. “Could it be another version of Piranha Plants? Are there other versions?”

“Not sure. But I suppose we’ll find out soon enough.”

“Hold up,” Wario suddenly announced. All halting as he raised the beam of his light further.

From prior moments of seeing the vines, there would just be a few areas of cracked tunnel allowing vines to poke out. Enough to keep track of where the group needed to go. Now, however, they were pouring out from self-created holes in the tunnel structures. The vines now being the base of the foundation that was clearly keeping this part together. Even with how suffocating it all was, there was no sign of where the start for this growth was.

Wario huffed. “We’re gonna have to go deeper. This is the only way down.”

“I-Is it safe?” Luigi asked.

“Leave the vines alone and we should be fine.” Waluigi took the lead again. His long legs making easy work of avoiding the heavy vines.

“It might be better to head back actually.” Wario commented.

“And waste this already large amount of time? This is simple, quit whining.”

“Simple, he says. As if avoiding everything is simple with this.”

“M-Mario?” Luigi tapped on his brother’s shoulder to get his attention, “M-Maybe I should t-turn back.”

“Are you sure?”

“You won’t learn anything if you stick to the sidelines, Greenie!” Waluigi argued back. Arms crossed with his eyes pointed on Luigi, standing in one of the few cleared areas.

Mario immediately went on defense. “Don’t force someone to do something if they don’t feel comfortable with it.”

“I don’t think ‘supposed heroes’ are allowed to be picky little cowards.” Waluigi winces as his own brother hits his side.

“I thought we talked about being mindful of your words.” Wario hissed.

“I was! Could have said a lot more and a lot worse.”

“What is with you being an absolute ass!” Mario shouted back. Luigi immediately grabbed his arm to keep him in place.

Waluigi merely rolled his eyes before stomping his way back over. Or as best he could stomp while avoiding the vines. “I’m curious as to where the human who had the nerve to yell at me before has gone. Because it’s certainly not the person standing before me now.”

“Back off, Waluigi. If Luigi doesn’t feel okay with this-”

“Would you stop pandering to his weak little wants! You can’t expect him to grow if he doesn’t push himself.”

“I’m not going to push him into a situation he doesn’t want to be in.”

“You can’t watch over him every second of the day.”

“I’m not taking advice from someone who felt okay about abandoning his own brother!”

“Okay! Okay,” Wario stepped between the two once more, “We’re getting a little too heated right now. How about we just-”

“Since when do you want to talk things out?” Waluigi huffed.

“He apparently learned about manners after you left.” Mario snapped.

“Oh please, he’s just becoming soft.”

“This isn’t helping.”

“Glad that’s something we can agree on.”

“Why did the princess ask for you two to be here!”

“Aw, is someone upset they don’t get to have all the attention from the princess for themselves? Don’t get to show off again?”

“S-Shut up!”

“Ha! You’re as red as your cap!”

“I’m going to throttle you!”

“That’s not very hero like.”

“Okay, we all need to just take a step back and just relax.”

“This would be going much better if you two weren’t here!”

Luigi swallowed weakly as his eyes darted between the arguing trio. Heart hammering, the pounding soon beating in his ears. Feeling weird tingles travel along his spine and prickle at his fingertips. His hair started to feel as if it was on fire. Pain turning to frustration, grinding his teeth before shouting in frustration:

“Why do you care!”

Caught by surprise, Waluigi choked on his retort he was going to throw at Mario. Taking a few steps back from a clearly distraught Luigi. Who was now gripping his head, his entire form shaking.

Mario’s worries over his brother only growing from this. “Luigi? Hey, bro, you’re okay, what’s wr-”

A harsh crack sounded. The entire tunnel seemed to start moving. The numerous vines springing to life. Waluigi realized far too late that his foot had collided into one of the exposed portions of said vines.

“Shit- We need to get out!”

The warning amounted to nothing.

The foundation below them became severely cracked, slowly breaking away and revealing a dark cavern below them. Mario immediately reached out to try and pull Luigi closer to him. Only to be thwarted when a large chunk of the ceiling landed between them. The hero stumbles back, eyes widening as Luigi desperately avoids further falling debris. Waluigi eventually grabbed onto the younger brother’s shoulder, covering him slightly.

“Luigi!”

“Stop!” Wario called out, tugging Mario back towards him.

All actions amounted to nothing as the floor completely fell away. All brothers getting one last look at the other before they were engulfed into darkness.

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Wario let out a low moan as he gained consciousness slowly. Everything hurts. It felt like his lungs were caked in a heavy layer of mud. Feeling over his head slowly, it was the first moment of positive news to not feel anything wrong. No lumps, no bumps, no blood. But his right leg, namely his ankle, was not as well off. It wasn’t broken. But it was going to be slow moving.

The first hurdle was pulling himself out of the heavy rubble he was partially buried in. Collapsing to the dirt ground. Wario allows a few seconds to collect himself before slowly going to stand.

Thankfully the given flashlight was still working. Allowing him to illuminate his surroundings better. Definitely buried in a large cavern. The way he had gotten in was not going to be the way he got out. The blockade of boulders was making sure of that.

“Well…this was a bad turn.” Wario grumbled. He moved the light down to his level. Thankfully finding a clear, if not rather small path forward. But no one else could be seen nearby. “Okay…first thing to worry about… Find a way out. If you come across someone, great.”

It was slow moving. Wario leaning against everything within reach. Attempting to ignore the dull pulse coming from his ankle.

As he turned the corner, or as much of a corner the falling rocks to create, his shaky flashlight landed on something red. The vivid color standing out against the deep brown.

“Mario! Shit-” Wario stumbled further as he rushed over. Kneeling over the unmoving form.

Mario was clearly out. His familiar cap resting nearby. A deep gash on the human’s forehead, brown hair slowly being stained red.

Wario cursed under his breath as placed the flashlight to the side. Moving the hero slowly to lay him fully on the ground. Letting out a sigh of relief feeling a pulse, reaching up to gently pat his cheek.

“Mario? Hey, Mario, I need you to wake up bud. Come on, we need to get going.”

The hero let out a small groan, dull eyes opening. Confusion clearly written on his face. “...Wario? Who…What’s happening? W-Where are we?”

“Uh…that’s kind of a good question. I’m going to make a guess under the Mushroom Kingdom. I got that much, maybe.” Wario offered, trying to keep his tone even. Panicking when Mario slowly started to sit up. “Whoa, whoa! Don’t move yet. You have a pretty nasty injury on your head.”

“W-Where’s Luigi?” Mario either ignored or didn’t hear the other’s request. Unfocused eyes trying to see through the darkness.

“Worry about that in a bit. I need you to stay still.”

“Luigi! Can you hear me? Luigi, please, I need you to say something!”

“Mario, stop, you need to-”

The hero avoided Wario’s outreached hands and quickly stood up. Stumbling over to the nearby boulder, Mario clinging to it as he desperately looked around. Still unable to see properly, between his blurred vision and the darkness.

“Luigi! Please, I need you to say something! Are you here? Luigi-” Mario suddenly doubled over, harshly coughing. Wobbling from becoming light headed. Wario was by his side in a second, or a few due to the ankle. Helping the hero sit back down on the ground, leaning against the same boulder.

“Look, I don’t know how much air we have down here. Plus, I think you have a concussion. We need to take this slow. Do you think you can stand again?”

Mario slowly shook his head, eyes shut tight.

“I need you to talk to me. What hurts?”

“I shouldn’t have brought him.” Mario whispered out. Clearly still not focused on what Wario had said.

So, Wario decided to play along. “What do you mean?”

“This was supposed to be a small mission, an easy mission,” the hero continues, “Peach said it was something routine. Something calm…”

“Nothing is really ‘calm’ about this place.”

“Don’t patronize me!” Mario shouted out, glaring at Wario. Pushing away as he tries to stand back up. Only getting to his hands and knees before he had to pause again.

“I’m not-”

“I get it, you’re better than me! You know more than me! You have a better relationship with Peach than I ever will!” Legs trembling, Mario was forced to sit back down, panting harshly. “I don’t know what I’m doing, I’m just trying my best… But it’s not enough. It’s never been enough…”

Wario shifted cautiously to sit next to Mario once more. Still allowing enough room between them. Mario shifted to properly sit back down, looking defeated.

“I went to school for plumbing… Not for taking down fire-breathing turtles. I do it twice and suddenly I’m handed everything… I can pretend. I’m…” Mario swallowed weakly, eyes lowering further to the ground.

“You can’t lie your way through this.” Wario cautiously offers.

Mario snorted weakly. “Been doing pretty well so far… If it means keeping Luigi safe, I’ll do anything…”

“ But he’s put into the same light as you, right? I don’t think you get control over that.”

“I begged him to stay home the second time Bowser attacked,” Mario whispered, “I never wanted him to be put in danger… Peach convinced me that this was a good thing to do. She wanted to keep him safe, but she doesn’t know his limits like I do. It’s a bad back and forth. I want him safe but Peach is convinced Luigi has to start fighting. This was just as small just to get us to work together again… And look where that got me. Trapped underground with someone who hates me.”

“I don’t hate-”

“Don’t lie to me, I get it!” The hero’s voice raised once more, “I told you, I get it! Why do you keep showing up wherever I go? Do you really want my life that badly? Why can’t you just leave me alone!”

Wario flinched back as Mario suddenly took a swing at him. Not overly surprised by this.

What was surprising was when Mario’s hand erupted into flames. Completely engulfed and causing Wario to wince at the sudden bright light.

Rightfully so, Mario began to panic. Letting out screams of fear as he waved his hand around. No doubt trying to put it out.

“What are you doing!?” Wario called out.

“What does it look like!?” Mario shouted back. Now standing fully, clearly running on adrenaline with wide eyes of fear, still trained on the hand.

“You’re just using a Fire Flower! Just wait for it to power down!”

“I didn’t use a Fire Flower, I don’t know what this is!”

“Okay, stop! Stop, just stop waving it around! Just…Just calm down…”

Both stilled, attention on Mario’s hand.

“Okay…” Wario started off slowly, “Okay, are you in pain?”

“N-No… But my glove is gone…”

“Okay… Do you know how you did this?”

“No, I don’t have any Power-Ups with me… I-I didn’t think to bring them.”

“And this hasn’t happened before?”

“Do you think I would be freaking out like this if it had!”

“Alright, fair. Do you think you can put it out?”

“I-I don’t know… I don’t think I can…”

Wario nodded slowly. Reaching out to turn off his flashlight as the fire provided enough to see. “Well…then let's work with this. As long as you keep it far enough away from yourself so you don’t lose anything else.”

“Yeah, okay…”

Now able to see much better, the cavern was shown to not be as large as previously thought. Their path forward was now being created by something carving it out. Something large. Realization dawned on them at the same time that they were standing in a tunnel created by the vines they’d been following.

“Guess we know which way we’re going.” Wario commented, “We’ll find out where all of this is starting from…”

Mario merely nodded. Blinking in realization as he watched Wario walk back over to him. Or, well, hobbled over was more accurate. “You’re hurt.”

“Meh, just a sprained ankle, I think. Nothing compared to the concussion you’re currently carrying. If you start feeling unwell, you let me know. Immediately.”

“Yeah, okay…” Mario winced slightly as his red cap was placed on his head.

“We’ll take this slow.”

“I’m sorry.” Mario muttered weakly.

Wario just shook his head. “You’re not feeling the best right now and more than a little stressed. We’ll worry about it all later. But you have a lot of things to spill.”

“Yeah…” “And that means you’re getting a proper conversation later.”

Mario swallowed weakly. “Let’s…just get out of here.”

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Waluigi was greeted by a stone ceiling. Hands moving up to gently rub his head. While in a lot of pain, nothing seemed directly broken. That, however, didn’t exclude him from major injuries. Namely his right leg being torn to shreds and bleeding freely. He grunted as he slowly sat up. Hissing in the stinging pain as he moved his leg.

“W-Waluigi?”

A timid voice called out. Waluigi’s attention turned to find Luigi nearby. The younger brother curled into a ball with his legs pressed close to his chest. Looking a little dirty, but otherwise fine. His flashlight gives a little more light to the area.

None of this was something Waluigi wanted to wake up to.

“Do you know where we are?” He asked. Moving his leg once more to see how badly he was truly injured. The stinging was the worst part, but it was manageable.

“U-Under the tunnels, I-I think? W-We did just drop s-straight down.”

“Joy. Any signs out?”

Luigi grabbed a handful of loose dirt. Slowly dropping it to allow the wind to pull it along in one direction. “I-It’s also lighter that way with a s-slope up.”

“Guess that’s our best bet. Come on, help me up.” Waluigi held out a hand. Only to pull back with a yelp when Luigi’s hand delivered a nasty shock. “Damn it!”

“I-I’m sorry! I-I didn’t mean-”

“I don’t want to hear it! Just…Just give me some room.”

The younger brother nodded weakly. Taking a step back for good measure. It was a slow process, but Waluigi was eventually up. Needing Luigi to act as a moving, steady crutch. Happy to not be shocked again.

“You’re gonna have to lead the way, and please go slow.”

“R-Right…”

Luigi held the light out in front. Giving more to the pathway to make sure there were not other obstacles. Eventually getting used to a few seconds of extra pressure being applied to his shoulder.

“Would you please hold the light straight.” Waluigi hissed.

“I-I’m trying.”

“Grambi above, why are you even shaking? There’s nothing here to even be afraid of.”

“S-Sorry…” Luigi winces as the grip on his shoulder tightens.

“What is your deal, Greenie.”

“W-What do you m-mean?”

“What I mean is that the person I’m currently relying on to get me out of here can’t be the same one who yelled at me before. So, I would like to be informed as to what is happening. I wouldn’t have claimed you as the prestigious role of my rival if I’d know you were so-”

“C-Cowardly? S-Sorry I can’t l-line up to your w-weird expectations. B-But I didn’t ask to be your rival. Y-You made t-that decision.”

“Okay, wait, see, right there! You snapped back at me! You clearly have enough of a backbone to draw the line and bite back at the same point. Even without your dear, overbearing brother nearby.”

“Don’t y-you-”

“But you were going to turn tail when the vines were going to be a little too cluttered for you?”

“L-Look, I’m not… T-There are certain t-things I don’t want to d-deal with…”

Waluigi rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Let’s just get out of here so this can be someone else’s problem.”

Luigi didn’t bother replying. Knowing it wouldn’t help the situation. But the heavy silence wasn’t helping in keeping his mind off the jolts of energy traveling up his spine.

Sooner than what they were expecting, the duo were met with even ground. Luigi even let out a noise of surprise at the damned cave they now found themselves in. While large, they were still able to see the wide opening that led to their freedom. Sunlight pouring in.

“We found our way-”

“Shush!” Waluigi quickly reached down, covering Luigi’s mouth. When he went to glare up, he found his lanky counterpart’s attention placed higher up. Following his direction to the very top.

Numerous Piranha Plants, larger than Luigi had ever seen, colored a deep blue instead of the familiar red, all curled up and fast asleep. The top of the cave cracked to accommodate them all.

“We found the nest.” Waluigi whispered, eyes still on the plants.

“T-They’re blue.”

“I can see that.”

“B-But I thought you s-said-”

“I said I didn’t know.”

“S-So what do we d-do? W-We never came across M-Mario or W-Wario?”

“We need to get out and get help.”

“But-”

“I’m in no condition to fight and I doubt that you can. We can’t deal with this on our own. We need to leave and get help.”

While he didn’t like the idea, Luigi knew it was the best option. Giving his companion a short nod in understanding. While Luigi focused on moving them towards the exit, Waluigi kept his attention on the plants. Making sure they stayed asleep while they made their escape.

They were about half-way there when movement to Luigi’s left caught his attention, making him freeze. Thinking it was a vine coming to life. Only to discover that it was Mario and Wario. Both looked absolutely horrible.

Luigi’s brow raised seeing his brother’s hand on fire.

They hadn’t brought any Fire Flowers…

Wario had begun to open his mouth, no doubt to call out his brother’s name. Only to stop when Luigi frantically shook his head and pointed up. The quick movements gained Mario’s and Waluigi’s attention. A silent and short conversation had everyone in agreement that they needed to get out. Now.

As Wario and Mario crossed directly underneath the coiled plants, the Piranha Plants finally stirred. All freezing in hopes that they would all just go back to sleep. Except they don’t. Instead, wide mouths opened to reveal serrated teeth. Drool dropping to the ground like acid rain.

Attention being put directly onto Mario.

“I think they’re drawn by the fire.” Waluigi frantically hissed out.

Luigi panicked, calling out, “Mario, the fire! Put out the fire!”

“I-I can’t.” Mario weakly replied back, eyes still trained above them.

“What do you mean you can’t? I-Isn’t it a Fire Flower?”

“No, it’s-”

The conversation came to a halt when heavy vines were suddenly slammed down. All blown backwards by the impact.

The plant’s first focus was on Mario. Who, due to his already given head injury, couldn’t put up much of a fight. The plants seemed uncaring about the fire that was still burning. Actually appearing more excited at their new claim than the open flame.

“Mario!” Luigi called out, getting back up onto his feet.

“G-Get to the exit, Luigi!” Mario called out, now hanging upside down.

“But-”

“Run, please!”

“Listen to him!” Wario shouted. Barely getting out of the way as another vine aimed for him. He reached towards his side bag and pulled out some small contraption. Throwing it towards Waluigi with a call of, “Heads up!”

Without missing a beat, Waluigi caught it easily. Pushing a button to release a huge hammer. He turned to Luigi and said, “You need to get going.”

“...G-Get Mario back, p-please.”

“Easy. Now go.”

With that, Waluigi turned back to face his enemy. Joining Wario with both keeping the vines at bay and trying to get Mario back down.

Luigi rushed towards the exit. Heart hammering as he avoided the numerous attacks being sent his way. The plants seeming to want to keep everyone in the cave. He was just about to make his official break for freedom when his path was blocked. Not a vine this time. But a large hammer.

Instinctually, Luigi looked back, fear growing further. Everyone had been captured. All dangling a few good feet above the ground. Unable to move as the vines were tight with their grip.

Mario, with his head pounding, vision blurred, tried to break free. The fire, which had still not gone out, did nothing to deter the Piranha Plants. He felt like he was going to throw up from either the pain or the stress. Hoping that Luigi would be able to be back soon with help…

“L-Let them g-go!”

Luigi’s voice echoed through the cavern. Standing before the nest of plants, Waluigi’s hammer in shaky hands, knees knocking together. The Piranha Plants growled in curiosity, all of the heads lowering as if to get a better look at this troublesome hero.

“I said, l-let them go!” Luigi demanded again. Trying to brandish the hammer in some intimidating way. Which really didn’t work.

“No, Luigi, you need to run!” Mario desperately cried out.

The younger brother shook his head. “I-I can’t leave you l-like this. G-Getting help w-will take too long…”

“You can’t take them on, Greenie!” Waluigi shouted this time. Clearly in pain but holding it together. “There’s too many and they’re too large! You need to run!”

Luigi shook his head again. “I-I can’t.”

He let out a yelp, barely avoiding an attack. The Piranha Plants were getting bored and decided it was time to tease with their final toy. Luigi swung the hammer around. Which were just blind swings to keep the vines somewhat at bay. The desperate shouts from the other three to just run doing nothing more than to raise Luigi’s anxiety.

It was as another vine slammed closer than comfort that Luigi felt something go ‘pop’. From inside him. A familiar tingling, sparking sensation spreading out from his spine, down his arms, and directly to his fingertip. His entire form shaking from the built up and broken energy. The hammer now acting as a large conduit.

When the hammerhead connected with the plant, the creature let out shrieks of pain. A heavy current traveling through its entire form. Causing it to release all of its prisoners. The trio watched in horror and shock as both parties seemed to be electrocuted.

The connection only ended when the hammer slipped off. Sensing their freedom, the Piranha Plants scurried away. Disappearing into the clearly charred rock and dirt.

While that problem was handled, there was a new issue to attend to.

Luigi had dropped the hammer. Eyes wide with fear as large bolts of lightning continuously firing off from both of his hands. Which were surrounded by large orbs of energy. Gloves and lower portions of his sleeves torn to shreds. New sports of charred dirt appeared with every small step that Luigi took.

“What is happening!?” Mario called out. Looking over to the other brothers, namely Wario, in hopes either of them would know what was happening.

Except they looked just as worried and confused as Mario felt.

With no help from them, Mario tried to get closer to his brother. Barley getting a footstep in before having to fall back again to avoid a strike.

“Luigi, you need to stop!”

“I-I d-don’t k-know h-h-how!” Luigi called back. Voice trembling from fear and how his body was shaking from the built up energy.

“No… No, no, no- We have to get closer!”

“How?” Wario called back, “And what do we do once we’re close?”

“I-I don’t…I don’t know! Can we ground him in some way?”

“How should I know! I don’t even know what’s happening right now!”

Mario felt like pulling out his hair in desperation. “Then what do we-”

There was a strangled noise of pain followed by a heavy thud. The lightning finally stopped. The area falling quiet.

Luigi was out cold. Lying limp on the ground with Waluigi standing over him. A rock held in hand with a small patch of blood on it.

“...Are you kidding me!” Wario shouted.

“It worked, didn’t it!”

“Luigi!” Mario rushed over, cradling his brother’s limp body close. Panicking further, feeling blood slowly flowing from the back of his head. “Luigi? …Luigi, please… No, it…you’re fine. It’s fine, you’re going to be fine. …It wasn’t supposed to be like this.”

“What the actual hell is wrong with you.” Wario growled lowly to his brother.

To which Waluigi hissed back, “It was all I could think to do.”

“I, just… We need to get back to the castle.”

“Grambi above, this is going to be a long walk.”

“Well, what do you have in mind!”

“I don’t know, I just feel like complaining right now!”

“What is wrong with you!”

“Many things!”

Mario was uncaring of the argument happening nearby. Watery eyes taking in every detail of his brother’s pale face. As if he would be able to find some solution. Only resulting in Mario feeling absolutely useless.

Wondering how he was supposed to be a hero when he couldn’t even keep his own brother safe. Mind running through all the events as if that would show an answer. How did it all go so wrong? Where did he misstep? Why couldn’t he keep Luigi safe?

“Mario?”

Why does he keep failing?

“Mario?”

What force decided they needed to be the heroes?

“Mario.”

A gloved hand was gently pressed to his cheek. Mario jolted to awareness, eyes lifting to connect with another pair of brilliant blue.

“...Princess?”

Peach gave a gentle smile. “Hey, how are you feeling? Do you think you can stand?”

“...Yes…”

“How about you let Captain Toad’s crew take a look at Luigi?”

“W-Who? What? W-When did you get here?”

“Oh dear… Seems you have a bit of concussion…”

Mario pulled his attention away from the princess to look around. There were a number of Toads now filling the area. One Toad wearing what looked like heavy hiking equipment talking to the other brothers. Who were currently being looked over. Respective injuries being wrapped up.

How long had Mario been out?

Mario flinched, feeling Luigi starting to be pulled out of his arms. Quickly bringing his brother back to press against his chest, wide eyes snapping back to Peach. Who had her hands up in a placating surrender.

“It’s okay, it’s just me. It’s going to be okay.”

“Don’t take him.” He meekly voiced.

“Luigi needs to be looked over, as do you. You’re safe now, Mario. You’re okay. Do you trust me?”

Mario’s shoulders slowly dropped at the question. “Yes…”

“Then let me help you. Let them help you.”

“...Okay.”

Mario felt a chill wash over him as he allowed Luigi to be taken from him. Himself being pulled to his own clean cot. His cut getting cleaned and covered, examined for further damages, and a note of having a slight concussion but was allowed to sleep. An agreement of him getting a better examination when they returned to the castle.

The entire time, Mario’s attention was only on Luigi. Who was completely limp, unaware of the world around him. If it wasn’t for his damaged clothes and own wrapped head, someone would think he was just sleeping.

Small hands gently pushed and pulled at Mario until he was finally lying down. Exhaustion getting to him. Mario’s eyes closed, slowly falling asleep.

“Wait, go back. I thought you said Mario didn’t bring a Fire Flower with him.”

Wario let out an exasperated sigh. “Yes, that’s true.”

“But he still made a fireball?”

“Yes.”

“Dear boy,” Toasdworth frowned, “Lying to us about this situation will help no one.”

“I. Am not. Lying.”

“Do you have any idea what might have caused this?” Peach quickly took over. Toadsworth’s cheeks puffed up in indignation.

“...No pun intended. But Mario was running a little hot under the collar. He really…wasn’t happy about being separated from Luigi.”

“Mario was a little warm when you all were leaving. I thought he was falling ill, but he assured me he was fine.” Peach admitted.

Waluigi leaned forward slightly, “What was your discussion about?”

“About the task. Mario was… He was worried this was a bigger task than what he was expecting. Worried that it might be too much for Luigi.”

There was a given pause after this. The small group of four carefully picked apart the words.

Peach eventually brought the conversation back. “What of Luigi? You said he experienced something strange as well?”

“He shot out lightning from his hands,” Waluigi commented dryly, “Big old bolts and his hands had like weird orbs of energy covering them.”

Wario quickly spoke up. “Peach, whatever this is, the brothers can’t control it. Neither could get their abilities to stop and they seemed to start at random.”

Peach’s heart sank hearing this. Turning to face the twins properly.

They were still on the infestation site. Granted, not in the cave in case the Piranha Plants returned. But making their way back to the castle on foot was out of the question. So, here they wait until the appropriate vehicles arrive to help transport everyone back safely.

Peach once again thankful that Captain Toad and his team had been nearby to call the issue in.

Mario and Luigi were still out, resting on the available cots the Toads had brought along. The younger brother’s legs dangling at the end as he couldn’t fully fit on. Given how distressed Mario was before falling asleep, it was decided to place the cots directly next to each other. In case the hero woke up he could immediately know his brother was safe and close by. Hopefully dwindling Mario’s worries.

When asked about the injuries that the brothers had sustained, there were no reports of burns. The worst only being the cuts given to them. Neither showing injuries beyond that. One Toad casually commented that their bodies did show signs of dehydration. Possibly extreme fatigue given how quickly Mario had fallen asleep. Which were initially marked up to how the situation turned out.

But Peach had been unsure, given the fact the brothers had gone up against Bowser at least once. They had been exhausted after that, but not to this extreme.

This was something she could think about back at the castle. When everyone was safely back and could rest in a proper bed.

“Thank you two, for being here for them.” Peach offered a warm smile that didn’t fully hide her worries.

Waluigi grumbled, “If I had known being these two carers was going to be this much trouble, I wouldn’t have agreed to any of this.”

He let out a small yelp when Wario flicked his ear.

“Just take the money like an ass and be done with it.” Wario growled back.

“I want to go back to New Donk.”

“Like hell you do.”

“At least that was a version of misery that I could handle!”

Toadsworth slowly shook his head as the brothers continued to bicker. Looking up at his ward with an exasperated look. “Are you sure there’s no one else you trust with the care and responsibility of our heroes?

Peach gave a small giggle. Patting her caretaker’s head as blaring horns announced their cavalry's arrival.

“No.”

“Why must you be so stubborn.”

She just gave another laugh. Returning to all brothers as they were placed in their transports.

“Hey, Peach.” Wario’s voice sounded heavy as he called the princess over. “Just a small, private word of advice. You need to start thinking about what that pipsqueak means to you.”

Peach was slightly ashamed to admit how flustered she suddenly felt by that question. Knowing her cheeks were now dusted a light pink. “I- W-What do you mean? I’m the princess, he’s the hero, we work together to keep everyone safe.”

Wario slowly raised a brow. A clear indication that he wasn’t buying that reason. “Look, I’m not asking you to spill secrets or anything. I’m not the guy for the job. But I think for everyone’s sake, especially Mario’s, you think about this honestly. If anything else, talk to Daisy. You know how crazy she can be about these kinds of things.”

“Very well… If I may ask, what brought this on?”

“Like I said, Mario’s got a few things on his mind right now.”

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His skin felt itchy and dry. Tense and taught, as if one wrong move would make it snap. The cold air he was breathing in almost felt like knives stabbing his mouth.

Why did he feel so weird? Where was he?

Eyes opening, Mario let out a low groan of frustration seeing the familiar white ceiling.

Medical Wing. Of course.

Moving slowly, he brought his arms up to rub the sleep from his face. Wincing when he accidentally brushed against his wrapped wound. Everything hurts. He felt irritable. He felt…not himself.

He was really getting tired of this.

Besides his head injury, there seemed to be nothing else wrong with him. Well, visibly anyway. Exhaustion trying to pull him back down. But his fried nerves wouldn’t let him relax.

Where was Luigi?

Panic spiking, Mario frantically scanned the room. Pausing to collect himself as his vision swam for a moment. Moving that fast was apparently a bad idea.

Collecting himself, Mario felt a small spark of relief finding his brother. Luigi in the bed directly next to his, still fast asleep. His head also wrapped, no doubt because of the injury Waluigi inflicted.

The heat in Mario flared up.

Sliding from the overly warm bed, Mario shivered as his feet touched the cold floor. Almost painful with how shart the difference was between the temperatures. He ignored it as he shuffled over to the bedside chair. Dropping in it as soon as possible.

Being closer, seeing that Luigi was at least alive and resting, it caused the heat to settle down. Mario now not feeling as if his skin was going to crack at any moment. Soothing it further when he gently grabbed Luigi’s hand. Finally feeling that he could relax.

Still holding onto his brother’s hand, Mario laid his head down. Cradled between his crossed arms, he felt himself drifting back to sleep.

He just needed a few more minutes of sleep.

He’ll feel better in a bit…

He had to…

“Mario?”

He jolted away. Still keeping a hold of Luigi’s hand as he sat up. “W-What? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing’s wrong,” Peach quickly assured, “I just came to check on you and was surprised to find that you had moved. How are you feeling?”

“I’ve honestly been better…” Mario replied. Sitting up a little further to appear more awake. Still holding onto Luigi’s hand. “How long… When did we get back here?”

“Yesterday evening. You and Luigi have just had a good night’s sleep.”

“Has Luigi woken up?”

“No, not that I’m aware of.”

Mario slowly nodded, “...Peach…something weird happened when we were down in the tunnels…”

“What is it?”

“I…I made fire with my hand, but I didn’t use a Power-Up. W-We didn’t bring any…and Luigi…” Swallowing his nerves weakly, Mario started to tremble. “He shot lightning from his hands… What’s happening to us?”

Peach took a deep breath, reaching over to place a comforting arm around the other. Mario practically melting into the touch. “I…I don’t know what’s happening. No one in the Kingdom has experienced something like this before. Nor do we have immediate records of something similarly happening before. We’re doing all we can to find anything about this.”

That was not what Mario needed to hear. Peach always knew what to say, had a solution of some kind. This all just piled onto an already tense situation.

“So…So what do we do? Luigi and I are just…walking bombs that could go off at any moment? That… I can’t…” Mario frantically shook his head. Eventually pressing the back of Luigi’s hand to his forehead.

“We’re doing all we can, it’ll be fine,” Peach tried reassuring again, “We just need to know what…what triggers it all.”

“So just put a band-aid over a gash and think that’ll be enough? With a heavy if of being able to find anything to help us?”

“I-It’ll be fine-”

“You can’t promise something like that Peach! Like how you promised that this was going to be an easy mission and that clearly didn’t happen!” The uncomfortable itch had returned. Skin feeling taught, pulling and tugging uncomfortably as he suddenly stood. His chest was heavy and burning, as if a fireball had settled into there.

In the back of his mind, Mario knew this wasn’t right. He doesn’t act like this. He’s never felt this furious before. Something should have clicked in Mario’s head, telling him to back off seeing how fearful Peach looked at him now. But it made the head of rage rise further.

What did she have to be worried about? She wasn’t dealing with living in a strange new world that threw something at you every single day. She didn’t have to worry about keeping a brother safe with targets on everyone’s back. No worries about new roles that she felt under prepared for, or new powers, or having to deal with-

“Whoa, it’s getting a little heated in here.”

Mario swallowed back a growl, teeth grinding together. Glaring as Wario and Waluigi walked over. “What do you want.”

“Hey now, no need to get hostile. Just needed to see how Mini-Me-”

“Stop calling me that!”

At Mario’s outburst, Peach quickly stepped away. Wario holding his hands up in surrender, slowly moving to stand in front of the princess.

“Okay, I’m sorry. How are you feeling, Mario?”

Mario sat back down. Looking back to Luigi while tightening his grip. “Terrible, in more ways than one.”

“Ah, well, it’s to see you’re up and moving at least.”

“What do you want.”

“...I told you, I wanted to-”

“Right, fake caring or concern or whatever this is. Well, I’m still breathing. There's your answer. You can go now. You can all go.”

Wario and Peach exchange a look of worry. Unsure of what they’re supposed to do now.

Waluigi, however, clearly had had enough of this. “If you’re going to throw a tantrum, maybe don’t do it where people are trying to heal.”

“I am not having a tantrum.” Mario growled out.

“Of course you’re not. Just like you’re not currently pouting. If you’re so worried about finding a solution, you should help looking for it. Instead of tending to someone who’s not even awake right now.”

“What is your problem!” Mario shouted, unaware of the smoke pouring from his mouth, “Are you so absolutely miserable with your life that you have to belittle others to make you feel better? Does it make you feel better about your existence?”

“Of course it does, I won’t deny that,” Waluigi boredly commented, “I’m headstrong and my main source of amusement is teasing. Or taunting, you pick. But right now, it’s just a hope that I can break through that thick skull of yours. Because this pity party you’re throwing isn’t helping.”

Mario stood once more. Uncaring as the chair toppled over from the sudden harsh movement. Mouth halfway open to give his heated retort-

Luigi let out a small whimper.

Heart stopping, Mario turned back to find Luigi’s face scrunched up in pain. The older brother realized he was squeezing the other’s hand too hard. Immediately dropping it and stepping away. Looking fearful.

“Stop being an idiot,” Waluigi said, “What you’re doing isn’t helping anyone.”

“Then what do you suggest, if you're so inclined to tell me what I’m doing wrong.” Mario’s voice still held venom, even with how quiet he was.

“I would start by leaving this room before you cause further harm.”

Shoving his cap on his head and shoes on his feet, Mario stomped over to Waluigi. Glaring up at the other, uncaring about the height difference. “Okay, now what wise guy.”

Unaffected by it all, Waluigi waved the human forward and led the way out.

“I’m…going to follow them,” Wario voiced weakly, “Just in case-”

“Did you see his face?”

Wario turned back to Peach. Whose face was a worried shade of white. But he understood why. “Yeah…Yeah, I did…”

“A-And his eyes.”

“Peach.”

“H-He…He looked like Bows-”

Wario quickly placed his hands on the princess’ shoulder, holding steady eye contact before he lost her too. “There’s something wrong. Mario’s upset. You know he’s nothing like this. Nothing like him. We’re just reaching a boiling point. Give my brother and I time, we’ll get this worked out.”

The princess took a deep breath, nodding. “If you need anything…”

“We’ll be fine. We’re more durable than we look. Just stay here until… Just stay here, watch over Luigi.”

Peach offered another nod before Wario rushed out. She righted Mario’s seat and claimed it. Taking Luigi’s hand in her own now, rubbing her thumb along the back. Feeling frustrated and lost. Tears quietly falling.

Wario jogged, rushing himself forward to catch up with the other two. Slowing to walk next to Waluigi, who only acknowledged his brother with a short nod. Mario followed close behind, glaring at the floor.

As they left the castle, heading towards the large lake, Wario quietly asked, “What are you planning?”

“Just watch, dear brother. No spoilers.”

“You’re worrying me.”

“Have faith.”

“Faith in you? That’s what I’m worried about.”

“Where are we even going?” Mario asked, brow raised in confusion.

“It’s just a bit of sightseeing, nothing more.” Waluigi answered easily.

“Okay, but why? How is this part of your solution?”

“You really like to talk.”

“Waluigi-” Mario was startled when the other faced him. Immediately reaching out to get a grip on the hero’s arm.

Wario and Mario were clearly confused as the seconds ticked by. Waluigi didn’t make much of an effort to explain what he was doing. Just as Mario’s already limited patience wore out, he was pulled forward.

And kept going…

And suddenly the ground was gone…

And now he was splashing into the water…

Mario let out a garbled cry of surprise that was cut off by the water he sucked in. Furiously waving his arms and legs around, head breaking the surface shortly after. Coughing as he replaced the sucked in water with the much needed air.

“What the hell was that!?” Wario frantically asked.

“He’s fine.” Waluigi calmly said. Not looking his brother in the eye as he checked his pockets for something.

“You don’t just do something like that!”

“You worry too much. Also, you’ve done this before! Why is it wrong when I do it?”

Mario panted weakly, kneeling confusedly in the shallow water. Realizing what had happened and his anger returned in full. Steam rolling off his hair and clothes white the water started to bubble.

“What was that!?” Mario demanded

“It looked like you needed to cool off… Guess you need to be in there for a little while longer.”

“You pull me away from my brother, shove me into a lake, and just, what, pretend to not care? Why are you like this!” Mario winced as the top of Waluigi’s hammer was pressed against his chest.

“Ah, no, you don’t get to come out until you finally let go.”

“I’m not going to sit in the water when-”

“When what? When you could be sitting at your sleeping brother’s side? The brother who you can’t help at the moment? The brother whose hand you almost crushed?”

“You need to get out of my way.” Mario growled out.

Waluigi didn’t move. “You’re not in a good headspace right now.”

“I said move.”

“Would you stop being so narrow minded! Do you not see what you’re doing right now?”

“I said-”

“You’re boiling the water, you idiot.”

That finally brought Mario’s attention to the steam and bubbles surrounding him. He didn’t feel any of the heat rolling off.

“W-What is this?” Mario asked weakly.

Wario stepped forward at this. “We don’t know. This is new for everyone right now. But we’re going to figure this out.”

“H-How?” Mario cried out, “If even you’re confused by this, how are we supposed to find a solution?”

“Mario, you need to breathe and just calm down. I know a lot, but I don’t know everything, but we can find something.”

“I need to-” Mario was halted once more. Being pushed back hard enough to land back into the water. Fear snapped back to anger once more. Giving his best death glare to Waluigi. “Stop doing that!”

“You’re a danger in this state You’re not leaving until you calm down or let go.”

“You don’t get to tell me what to do!”

“I do when you’re not thinking straight. You’re aware of the fact that you’re a walking Bob-omb right? …Like a walking human Bob-omb… The point is you're a danger to everyone right now.”

Mario didn’t reply, besides offering another glare. Instead deciding that his energy would be better spent trying to get back to shore. Only to be blocked at every turn by Waluigi’s hammer.

“I want you to think this through,” Waluigi started slowly, “You have a new power with no way to control it. You’re a danger like this, you need to understand that.”

“Please. Move. I want to see my brother.”

“You need to calm down or let go.”

“I need to-”

“So you really don’t care about your brother’s well-being.”

“I’m not taking lecture notes from someone who berated my brother for wanting to feel safe!” Mario shouted back. Both hands now engulfed in flames. The water level starting to lower.

Wario faltered and casted a worried glance towards his brother. “You’d better know what you’re doing.”

Waluigi didn’t reply to the comment. Solely focused on the human. “What do you want from your brother anyway? You are a giant overbearing flip flop of a person! You want to keep him safe but also want him to be the hero he’s supposed to be. Yet you don’t tell Luigi anything. Keeping him in the dark as if that’s helpful. You don’t let him fully test his boundaries in a way where you can keep an eye on him and help. Yet you would willingly be the person to hurt him the most by running back to his side like this!?”

“Stop it!” Mario covered his ears, frantically shaking his head as the fire crawled up further until his arms were covered as well.

“You’re an absolute hypocrite!” Waluigi continued, “You’re more than happy to berate my brother and myself about our lives. But you think you’re just the best sibling who ever lived! Yet you can’t really let the reins go and let Luigi be his own person!”

“Stop talking!” Mario’s feet were now on the muddy ground. The water evaporated enough to be nothing more than small puddles sprinkled everywhere. The mud slowly drying out.

“You’re so worried about your brother, about what could hurt him, that you don’t even realize you’re hurting him!”

“Stop!” Mario cried out in desperation. Wario watches as steam rises from the corners of the hero’s eyes. Realizing he was crying.

“What’s the matter?” Waluigi continued, “Is this the first time that someone’s pointed out your flaws for you? Or am I just voicing the worries that have been haunting you?”

The dirt was starting to crack and break apart. Mario falling to his knees. The air seemed to warp and bend around him. Wario felt sweat rolling from his forehead. The grass near the edge of the lake is starting to curl and turn brown.

Waluigi kept going. “Stop feeling like you have to be in control of every single detail! You’re allowed to have flaws and to let people help you! Stop trying to think you have to make everything perfect!”

“I can’t,” Mario finally admitted, “I just…I can’t…”

“Then you’re going to burn up everything around you until there’s nothing left if you continue on like this! Do you want that?”

“N-No… But I don’t know what to do…”

“You need to let go then!”

Mario let out a cry of anguish, seeming to be enveloped in a white light. Waluigi quickly pulled Wario further back, both wincing at the intense heat. The light faded away soon enough. The lake completely dried up, now looking like nothing more than a large patch of desert. The hero fully collapsed onto the ground, eyes closed.

Waluigi huffed as he straightened himself out. Nodding to Mario and saying to his brother, “Well, go get him. Do your part of this mentoring thing.”

Wario didn’t need to be told twice. Rushing forward and rolling Mario onto his back. “Hey, bud, can you hear me?”

There was a loan groan from the other. Mario let out a grumbled, “Yeah…”

“Okay, do you think you can sit up?”

“Yeah…”

“Let’s move slowly.” Wario placed a hand on Mario’s back, allowing the other to lean against him. Wario noticed how cold and clammy the human now felt.

“How are you feeling?”

“...Weird. …Tired. …Better?”

“Well, it doesn’t feel like your skin is about to melt off.” Wario looked up as Waluigi casually approached them.

The lanky brother kneeling next to Mario, who didn’t look over.

“You really need to stop being an idiot.” He snipped out.

“Don’t get him riled up again.” Wario quietly warned.

“He looks half dead, we’re fine.”

“You run your mouth a lot…” Mario mumbled.

“And you’re a self-sacrificing idiot,” Waluigi frowned, “I didn’t say those things to piss you off… Kind of. The point is, seeing you that angry was kind of funny to see. But I’m serious, with all of this. You bottling everything up, it’s not good. It’s probably what led to this reaction. You need to calm down and let go.”

Mario swallowed weakly. “I…I don’t know how to…”

“First step is to stop being an idiot. You have that stupid mentality that you have to handle everything on your own. It won’t kill you to ask for help. If Luigi gets to yell at me about this, I get to yell at you.”

“We’re not here to belittle you,” Wario said quickly, “We’re here to help. You need to understand that. We’re here to help you and Luigi.”

“We don’t know why you're built like this. But we’re gonna break you from this habit.”

Mario laughed softly. “Fair, as long as you don’t make me do something like that again. That was…not fun.”

“As long as you stop being stupid.”

“I’m going to shove your face into the dirt.”

“You have to reach it first.”

“Why you-”

“WHAT HAPPENED TO THE LAKE!” Toadsworth’s cry of despair causes the trio to jump. Turning to find the aged Toad with a few soldiers closing in.

“Um, h-hey Toadsworth,” Mario laughed weakly, “Sorry about this.”

“It was just a therapy session, calm down.” Waluigi huffed.

“Yeah,” Wario added, “Everything’s fine, relax.”

Mario frowned, “Guys, don’t pester him.”

“Stop being a goodie two-shoes,” Waluigi smirked. More than happy to ‘fight’ with Mario. Both clearly trying to push the other down to the ground. Letting out panicked screams as Wario launched himself at them. All eventually rolling around, laughing unabashedly.

Toadsworth watched this all with an unamused look. Eventually letting out a heavy sigh and said, “Someone get the hose. This will take awhile…”

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Mario nervously bounced his leg with his eyes trained on Luigi’s sleeping form. Dressed back in his usual outfit. Red cap clutched in his hands.

Wario, who was sitting across from the brother with Waluigi next to him, cleared his throat. Giving the hero a ‘calm down’ gesture when Mario looked over. To which the human gave a nod, exhaling slowly to try and calm further.

Luigi let out a small noise of complaint, stretching slightly before opening his eyes. Mario was up the next second. Hat placed to the side so both hands could be used to cup the younger brother’s face.

Mario smiled softly as Luigi’s eyes slowly focused on him. “Hey Luigi.”

Luigi let out another sigh and smiled back, “H-Hey Mario… Did we win?”

“Yeah, we’re good. You did a great job, bro.”

“I-I did?” Luigi's voice sounded hopeful.

“Yeah you did!” Wario beamed, eyes turning towards him. “You really showed those plants who’s boss!”

Luigi’s smile seemed to grow hearing that. Eventually looking over to Waluigi, a little surprised to find him there. “Y-You’re here…?”

“Yep.”

“A-Are you okay?”

“Compared to what you two pests just went though, I’m fine.” Waluigi shrugged, but offered a smirk. “Cool ability. A bit too shocking for my taste.”

Luigi groaned softly. “No, you make puns too?”

“Meh, on occasion. If I get the spark to do so.” Waluigi continued. Mario let out a snort, while the other two groaned.

“Can we not? I’m still recovering.”

“You’re fine.”

The chattering between the four continued on calmly. Luigi eventually sits up and moves over enough to let Mario sit next to him. The older brother having his arm wrapped around Luigi, gently rubbing the younger brother’s shoulder. Watching and listening to Wario and Waluigi’s grand stories. Pretty sure they were making up a majority of everything.

Peach gave a warm smile to the scene before closing the door to the office. Giving a contented hum before turning to her Toads. “Well, please tell me some good news.”

One of them nodded. “We have a temporary solution and a possible lead.”

“Go over the solution first.” Peach watched as two pairs of white gloves were grabbed from the nearby table. Seeing a small shimmer of something golden surrounding them.

“Power Dampening Gloves,” another Toad answered, “It will allow the brothers to still use Power-Ups. But will absorb and redistribute the energy they’re now creating properly and safely.”

“Wonderful!” Peach beamed, “And what about the lead?”

“We’ve found powers similar to what Wario and Waluigi have stated in old volumes.” The Toads pulling out a book now. Opening it to an already marked page.

“Firehand…and Thunderhand…” Peach said aloud. Nodding slowly as she read further. “It does sound similar. Do we know where these powers originate from?”

“At the moment, no. But we’re looking into it, and we hope to find something else very soon.”

“It’s something I suppose.” Peach’s attention turned towards the wide window that showed the recovery room. Being able to get a clear view of the brothers. Waluigi currently laughing as Wario ruffled the other’s hair. The twins smiling back.

“Perhaps we can finally get a bit of a break.”

Miles away from the Mushroom Kingdom, hidden among gnarled trees under a permanent night sky sat a large metal bunker. The perimeter defined by a humming forcefield. Numerous metal boxes littering the black dirt ground.

Inside the mysterious bunker was an even larger mess. The majority of the space given to a large computer. The screen displayed nothing more than a brilliant neon green at the time. A number of small metal contraptions littering table tops and the floor. Beakers, test tubs, and other glass containers of various sizes held different colored, luminous goo and mysterious liquids.

At the possibly only semi-cleared desk was a dismantled vacuum. The internal components seen were far more advanced than the typical cleaning tool.

Resting his head on the wooden table, snoring softly and still holding a wrench was an elderly man. The sleeves of his white lab coat pulled up, revealing oil stains and fade scars. Swirled glasses askew as his wrinkled cheek pressed against the table top. The only hair resting on the top of his head in a tall standing tuff drooped towards the tabletop.

His sleep was interrupted as an alarm suddenly blared from the computer. Letting out a yelp as he sits up straight. Swiveling his head around, as if trying to locate the danger, before realizing what had woken him up.

“Ugh, enough! I’m awake.”

The alarm shut off at that. He let out a wide yawn before pushing the chair towards the computer. Rolling along the only clear path that was free of all the clutter. Inputting a few commands onto the keyboard before the screen changed. A map of the expanding world now being presented. The Dark Lands outlined and flashing brightly.

Another few buttons pushed and the map for the Dark Lands increased. A number of boxes appeared, flashing information that looked like absolute gibberish. But he knew very well what he was reading over.

“Migrating Boos? Possibly, this is a strange movement pattern. …How bizarre. They don’t seem like the type to just suddenly move like this. This is new…”

He let out a slow hum, tapping his chin in contemplation. “This needs further information to be gathered. Shame we couldn’t stay here longer. We were getting some good resources. But this is too important of an opportunity to pass up.”

A large red button to the very right of the keyboard was pushed. The bunker jolted to life as it started to clean itself up. Organizing everything and storing them properly. Large cranes grabbing the numerous boxes lying outside and pulling them inside.

Opening the door, he stood at the entrance and let out a sharp whistle. “Here boy! Come here! We’re heading out soon! …Goodness gracious, where is that-”

A sharp bark sounded. A pale, clearly transparent ghost dog was happily sitting before the other. Panting, tongue hanging out, head tilted to the side.

He let out a laugh. “There you are, Polterpup! Come along now, we must be heading out.”

“Professor Elvin Gadd smells something major in the paranormal world is about to happen. And we’re going to be right in the middle of the storm when it all goes down!”

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