The Mushroom Memoirs - Sealed With a Shriek! Ch.1“Luigi! Come out here! I made-a breakfast!”
A whole minute passed, and Mario didn’t get a response from his brother. If it took Luigi this long to respond to the call of breakfast, Mario would normally drop whatever he was doing to fetch him. However, the red-clad plumber’s nose was currently buried in a letter he’d been reading as breakfast was simmering on the stove. His eyes tended to skim over the letters whose messages didn’t grab his attention, but this one was perhaps one of the most intriguing he received in a while. Rosalina’s letters were his favorite ones to receive. And the one Mario was reading currently was probably his most favorite ever.
Upon reaching the end of the letter, Mario felt himself holding back what felt like a tear of joy as the hand he had over his chest warmed up considerably with heat from his heart. He sprang up from the couch with a sunny grin on his face while he pumped his fist and squealed with excitement. Ma
Brother, Where Are You? Part 2 Mario: The ever-watchful brother
As sworn protector of the Mushroom Kingdom and hero of the highest order; it came as no surprise to him that wherever he went, he was constantly pestered by people with adoration in their eyes and hero-worship on their minds. Perhaps it was just to look at him and be acquainted with his charismatic personality. Sure now, the red-capped plumber seriously did not look like the world's best contender for fighting evil but there he was; always willing to put his life on line to save those from the dark hands of evil. The inhabitants of Toad Town seemed especially gracious and somewhat smug in the knowledge that the world's well-known hero resided in their town. With such a person on their side; there was no possible way that evil could triumph. He could go against it all; he was Super
The Mushroom Memoirs - Sealed With a Shriek! Ch.10Tomorrow was the day of the wedding. It had been two entire days since Luigi had spoken to Mario.
The day after their falling out, Luigi spent his time at their little cottage at the end of the road. Luigi didn’t eat much during those long two days either, but that was because Mario had been staying at the Castle and there was no one to keep him company. That, and in his opinion, his brother’s skills in the kitchen far surpassed his own. He ate his meager meals all while lying restlessly awake on his bottom bunk, and tried fruitlessly to write in his diary. At most Luigi could write down a hesitant, poorly worded sentence before he cast it aside and buried his face in his pillow.
Every once in a while Luigi would remember Princess Daisy’s letter and her promise to be his partner in Tennis. But after the calamity that took place at the Castle between him and his friends, Luigi wouldn’t have been surprised if Daisy never wanted to come within a mile of him ever ag