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sweetie-peaches · 3 months

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Island apartments au, Sunny is deeply curious as to what her father keeps hidden in the complex basement

Sunny lays awake in her bed. Staring up at the ceiling and counting the glow in the dark stars she had put up.

Hours before her pa paced the entire length of the apartment. Arguing with his boss over the phone. He had been called in for a late shift. Meaning he had to leave Sunny alone for hours that night, arguably the most dangerous time for the kids in the complex.

“I can stay by myself pa!” They assured him, holding onto his arm with their best puppy dog eyes.

They were a big girl now! They could handle themselves! It didn’t matter if they were still a little bit scared of elevators, and the dark, and the scary monsters in the hallways.

Reluctantly, he relented, putting Sunny to bed after a quick dinner and a kiss to the forehead and ten (10!) ‘I love you’s and ‘goodnight poppet’s’ and paragraphs from his textbooks

Now she sort of wished she didn’t tell him she’d be okay on her own. She heard the scratching in the hallways minutes ago, and the tapping at her window. She wanted her pa now,

She knew that if she went running she could make it to em’s apartment real quick, she could even use the secret vent system her pa had found for her!

But she was a big girl now, and she didn’t need to run for help now, right?

Something falls over in the kitchen, glass shatters on the floor and she’s spurred out of bed and running to the hallway, and she swears she sees something in the corner of her eye. So she runs for the stairs, and doesn’t stop running until her bare feet hit cool concrete and she realizes she had run to the basement floor.

She looks up at the large door, there’s caution tape all over it. Her pa had said she was not allowed to go in there, no matter what she wasn’t allowed in the basement.

But another sound farther up the stairs has her shoving the door open, closing the heavy door behind her.

The basement just looked normal, boxes and cobwebs scattered about. Dust everywhere that would normal make Sunny turn their nose up in disgust

But curiosity takes over fear and they push past the boxes. It was almost impossible to see, she wished she had grabbed her trusty bedazzled flash light. Instead of squinting in the dark

They squeeze past boxes. And lights flicker on.

It was like she had stumbled into a whole other room. The lights illuminated a lab, like her pa had told her about, and the movies they watched together sometimes that her accountant probably wouldn’t like in the slightest

It smelt like disinfectant, and surgery. Which only made her feel more unease then before, they hated hospitals, they reminded her of needles and being scared and ivs and anesthetic.

She blinks rapidly, her vision clears up and she sees machinery. A curtain hid a silhouette of her pa. She instantly feels relief wash over her. Pa was here, it’s okay.

“Pa!” She calls, pushing the curtain to the side, she hugs him tightly from behind “I was so scared pa! There was something in the kitchen and- and I know you said not to come down here but it was so scary!!”

Her pa is cold, colder then normal, and felt like, metal? Why wasn’t he responding?

“Pa..?” She asks softly, a sinking feeling in her chest as her pa. No, not her pa, she didn’t know what it was but it wasn’t her pa turns around to face her, with too many eyes, wires poking out, his skin grey and bloated

“Hello shell” it greets her, in a voice that grates her ears, makes her feel sick

“W-..what are you- where’s my pa?” *she asks shakily, she was a big girl, she could handle this, she’s okay.

“I am creation. Creator is away” the thing says, it’s eyes seem to soften, just a bit. “Creator did not want you to meet me, I will be reset” it, Creation says.

Sunny frowns, was creator pa? The thing didn’t seem like it was going to hurt her at the moment.

“My pa..my pa made you?” She asks tentatively

“Yes, creator did not want you to meet me, i will be reset” it repeats

“O-oh” Sunny says shakily, wrapping her arms around herself. Why would pa make this? “Why did pa make you?”

“To protect shells. to be important”

Unexpectedly that draws a giggle from her “shells?” She asks. Creation places a hand on her head, pressing down curls gently

“Shells.”

She found herself relaxing, maybe it was because it looked so much like her pa, or that because it was apparently made to protect her.

“Oh!” They say, a small smile appearing on their face, “pa made you to keep me safe? But why do you look like that?” She tilts her head, and creation does the same.

“I am incomplete” he answers.

“You look scary…” she says softly, then gasps. Sometimes when residents of the apartment had old clothes they needed to get rid off they had put them in big boxes, she peers back at the mountain of card boxes.

“I know!” She says, scrabbling to the boxes, creation follows. Slowly behind her, oddly enough his feet don’t seem to make sound.

She finds what she’s looking for, a big box of old clothes. She scoots it back to the lab area with a big grin.

“We can make you less scary!! And fancy! Like me!” She turns back to him, placing her hands on her hips. She was proud of herself for her in..ingenuity, whatever the big used her pa used sometimes,

Creation tilts his head again, “this will increase completion?”

“Yesss! If you protect me you have to look good as well!” She giggles at his confused expression, he looked like a puppy, almost.

He begins to say something, but Sunny cuts him off

“You’re in the hands of sunny! I’ll make you look like a starrrr”

“A, starrrr” He repeats. Sunny nods, already searching through the box for the perfect clothes, the scary monsters on her floor out of her mind.

She’s on her tenth outfit of the night when she hears the basement door open.

“Sunny!!” Her pa calls out. He was still in his lab coat, sleeves pushed up, goggles resting on his head. He scoops her up in his arms instantly, holding her close to his chest, his heart was pounding.

He’s saying something to her new friend, and he hears a thump on the ground, she knows creation has follow over, she hopes he wasn’t reset.

But she can’t look to check because her pa’s carrying her out, even as she tries to break free from his hold. She sees feels the light of the stairwell on her face. And her pa is putting her down

“No! Pa!” She cries out “we’re friends pa! Don’t reset him! Please!”

He crouches down to her height, his eyebrows furrowed “reset-? No, Sunny listen, it is dangerous, I shouldn’t have left the basement door open, you shouldn’t have seen it- why are you even out of bed??”

She sniffles “h-he’s not dangerous! We’re friends! We played dress up! There was something in the apartment so I ran! I-i ended up in the basement! He kept me safe! Pa don’t reset him! He was scared he was going to get reset!” She pleads

Pa’s expression softens, (like creations) and he curses under his breath. Sunny can barely hear him muttering something like ‘at least he did his purpose’

“Okay” he sighs, the continues “okay sunshine, let’s…we’ll talk about this tomorrow, it’s late..”

She nods, wiping her eyes sadly as he picks her up again, carrying her back to their apartment (after throughly checking the entire apartment and reinforcing again)

And if when she drifts off she sees a creator with too many eyes and tacky moth bitten clothes standing guard infront of her door.

Well

That’s her secret to keep

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s-creations · 11 months

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Midnight Thoughts

Really, it was a small question, shouldn't have been that big of a deal.

So why did Mario feel himself being torn apart?

Fandom: Super Mario & Related Fandoms Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Relationships: Luigi & Mario (Nintendo), Mario/Peach (Nintendo) Warnings/Additional Tags: Late night thoughts, Worried about the future, Mario's thrown off by a rather innocent question.

@elitadream - I blame you for this.

It happened around midnight. Right as the days turned and tomorrow became today. That’s when the deeper thoughts emerged.

At least, that’s how it was for Mario.

Eyes staring up to the dark ceiling with his hands clasped together and resting on his chest. There was barely a silhouette of his window draped across his bed from the minimal light the moon provided. It was quiet. It was always quiet. Because everyone was supposed to be asleep right now.

But not Mario, at least not for tonight. A dangerous habit that started years ago. When he was on Earth, he was worrying about rent and bills, making sure their company was cared for, going through the list of jobs he would need to worry about the following day.

Now, however, it was the wonders of what Bowser was up to. Would the day start off calm or would it be absolute craziness? Maybe an invitation would arrive that would no doubt whisk him off onto another adventure.

These were part of his new normal routine, Mario figured. Worries for his business, just a different job title.

But recently, there was a new thought. A very personable one. That only entered his head when asked a rather innocent question by a Toad child.

“Mr. Mario,” the tiny voice squeaked, “Will you be our hero forever?”

It was a pure inquiry. One that Mario merely gave a jovial laugh to. Patting the child’s head gently and answered with, “Of course, it’s my job.”

But as the child was called away, as he was left to his thoughts, a different question entered into Mario’s mind.

What if he could go back?

What if the Warp Pipe opened up again? What if he could return to Earth?

Mario couldn't even call Earth ‘home’ any more. Even if he and Luigi had only lived in the Mushroom Kingdom for a few years. Mario felt more at home, more at ease, in this crazy world with all these strange dangers than he ever did on Earth.

Truthfully, there was nothing left behind in that other realm for Mario to worry about. It had been Mario and Luigi, alone, for so long. Parents gone, no other living family members, they’ve only been able to stay together because Mario fought for it. Even though they're twins, Mario was the older of the two. It was his job to keep Luigi safe, keep them together, by any means.

Living on Earth was a struggle.

The rush of this realm, however, was somehow more manageable. Even with all the people trying to rule, to control, it was better than the worries that Earth had. Because there were so many people in this world who supported the brothers. Mario had felt so much worry being lifted from when they arrived here. The friends they’ve made, the citizens they saw everyday.

Princess Peach.

Mairo let out a slow breath. Rolling onto his side to stare out his window. Which was honestly just as dark as the ceiling. Did not provide any help towards his situation.

It took a painfully long time for Mario to truly admit his feelings for the princess. Feeling further like an idiot when Peach gave her own confession directly after his. Even with it all out in the open, there surprisingly wasn’t a drastic change in how they interacted. At least, not in the Toad’s eyes, as they all desperately asked when the wedding was going to happen.

The most the pairing did was being a bit more honest with their adoration for each other, more open.

Mario wasn’t ashamed to admit he loved Peach. Flustered, sure, surprised that he’d caught the attention of someone as amazing as the princess. But he would yell about his love for her at the top of the highest mountain if asked to. Head over heels, jumbled emotions of devotion and affection for someone that he was sure only graced his life because of strange circumstances.

He couldn’t hold back his smile every time she walked into the room, sat a little closer to him. Fascinated whenever they could just casually hold hands, talk about anything and everything for hours and never feel bored.

Mario knew he would do anything for Peach, and he knew he meant anything.

So, really, when it was all laid out, there was no reason for Mario to worry about leaving. He didn’t need to. His life was great here. Why would he ever have to toss the question around in his head if he was so certain?

Mario’s eyes flickered over to his bedside table, where a small clock was resting. Numbers saying it was about 1 in the morning.

His legs itched. He needed to move.

The sheets were pulled off and Mario’s feet touched the carpeted floor. Padding over to the bedroom door to peek out into the hallway. It was as quiet and dark as his bedroom. Mario paid no attention to it. Merely leaving his bedroom and making his way towards the other. Peeking in just as slowly to make sure he didn’t wake the occupant.

He could barely make out the lump that was his brother. Hearing Luigi’s soft breathing that indicated he was fast asleep, only his head and one hand poking out from the mound of blankets that he had. Luigi was sleeping on his side facing the gently glowing night light. Something he insisted on having after the King Boo/haunted mansion incident. He looked completely at ease, unaware that his brother had just walked in.

Slowly sitting at the edge of the bed, Mario gently placed his hand over Luigi’s. His younger brother twitched in his sleep, but didn’t wake.

Even with all the positives he could list off, Mario knew the deciding factor of staying here all came down to what Luigi wanted. While the younger brother always put on a brave face, ran into whatever adventure was put before him with fists raised, it was also clear that Luigi wasn’t always thrilled with their new lifestyle. He never complained, but Mario was worried if Luigi felt pressured to do all of this just to make Mario happy. Did Luigi prefer the quiet lifestyle they had on Earth?

Mario knew, if he had to choose between his life or Luigi’s, he’d always pick Luigi. It would hurt leaving all of this behind. Mario couldn’t lie about that. But if the Warp Pipe opened once more and Luigi wanted to go back to Earth, Mario would follow. The pain of leaving the Mushroom Kingdom couldn’t compete with the soul crushing feeling of losing Luigi.

It was the hard and honest truth. While Mario loves Peach, loved this realm, Luigi was his entire world.

It didn’t make his stomach churn any less at the idea of leaving.

“Mario?”

So lost in his thoughts, Mario wasn’t aware that Luigi was waking up. Said twin rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Mario attempted to pull his hand away, but Luigi had a tight grip on it.

“H-Hey Weegee,” Mario whispered, “I didn’t mean to wake you.”

“Are you okay? Did something happen?” Luigi mumbled weakly.

“Oh, just…couldn’t sleep.”

“...What were you worrying about?”

He forgot how easily Luigi could read his emotions. Mario let out a sigh before asking, “If the Warp Pipe back to Earth opened up…would you want to go back?”

“Go back to Earth?” Luigi let out a wide yawn, shoulders slumping as he thought about it. “I mean, no, why? Do you want to? Did it open again?”

“No, no, it’s still sealed up. Just…it’s something that entered my head and…” Mario held back a smile as he watched Luigi. Slow blinking with furrowed brows as his sleep heavy mind thought it over.

“I mean…” Luigi started slowly, “There are a few things I miss from Earth… A good pizza’s on the top of that list. I really miss Punch Out Pizzaria… But nothing so large that I feel like I would want, would need, to go back.”

“Even with how…safe Earth is?”

“Safe? Are we thinking of the same place?”

“Well, I mean, in comparison to here…”

“At least there are Power-Ups, my Thunderhand, and training on my side. As well as so many people here supporting us. I feel way better living here.”

“But…”

“Mario, I know you know that I don’t like fighting. But I can defend myself here. I couldn’t back on Earth.”

Mario stared at his brother as Luigi’s words bounced around in his head. “So, even if we had a way back, you wouldn’t want to go?”

Luigi shook his head “No, I’m happy here… Did you think I would want to?”

“...Sort of…”

Luigi let out a quiet laugh as he wrapped his arms around Mario. “You’re silly. How long have you been worried about this?”

“...A few weeks.” Mario flushed softly when Luigi laughed again.

“I wish you would have talked to me sooner. I know how you get…”

“Sorry.” The older brother laughed softly when Luigi gently patted his cheek.

“Silly brother…”

Warmth and relief spread through Mario as it finally hit him that he had his answer. Feeling himself relax as he wrapped his own arms around Luigi. “Guess I am…”

“Feeling better?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay, good, now go back to sleep.”

“Alright, okay…” Pulling away slightly, Mario brushed Luigi’s bangs back gently to place a kiss on his brother’s forehead. Standing afterwards. “Sleep well.”

Luigi gave a small hum as he laid back down, already snoring when Mario reached the door. The hallway and bedroom didn’t feel as dark and heavy as they'd been only a few moments ago. Mario felt exhaustion gently pulling him down to sleep and he didn’t fight it this time.

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