#princess peach training course

[james-p-sullivan]

The Princess Peach Training Course - The Super Mario Bros. Movie

[rafeyscurtainbangs]

Peach Part 1 of 2 (Rafe Cameron Two Shot) +18

+ 18 Minor DNI

CollegeStudent!Rafe x Ward’sSugarBaby!Reader

⭐️ republished ⭐️

+18 Minor DNI

📖 Rafe has a thing for his dad’s sugar baby (reader)

🪄 Warnings: somnophilia (lol), secluded yet public oral, cheating, swearing, degradation, name-calling, pet names, oral (fem. receiving), oral (male receiving), ownership kink, reader’s a sugar baby, rough sex, nipple play, choking, creampie, & cum play, no use of y/n but everyone refers to her as the pet name Peach, softish rafe but he’s kinda mean here and ther

✨ Fuck, she’s arm candy – the perfect little accessory for my old man. And he’s lovin’ every second of the attention he’s pullin’ from every ancient perv here. This has got to be some mind-numbing shit for her. She gives one of the old men a fake giggle, resting her small manicured hand on my dad’s breast pocket, her head softening on his shoulder. With that I feel a little spark in me… something I haven’t felt in a while. Jealousy? Maybe. Not for long at least. I pull my phone out of my pocket, sending an invitation. ✨

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Reader’s POV:

“I mean it is a little much for Midsommers, Peach, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Ward gives you a cheeky smile as he unwinds a little more on the dressing room couch, eyes combing over your curves from the reflection of the mirror. “I love dressing you up, princess. Love showing off my little doll around the fellas. Can you blame me? You’re flawless.” He winks and smiles as he lifts his champagne flute to his lips, taking a sip.

“Thank you. I love it,” you praise, running your hands down the delicate black satin, purposely running over the fullness of your breasts, guiding his focus off your eyes. “I think this will go really well with those black Jimmy Choo pumps you bought me.”

Ward smiles and shakes his head ‘no’ as he crosses his strong arms over his chest. “Do you think I’m going let you re-wear a pair of date night heels, baby? We need to buy you somethin’ new. You deserve it. Very sweet for you to be mindful of Daddy’s pocket,” he lauds as he taps the wallet tucked into the pocket of his designer blazer. “That’s just one of the many, many reasons you have my heart, sugar,” Ward mumbles as he rises to his feet, eyes trained on your body. “That, and the fact that I just can’t believe you’re mine,” he mumbles before his lips meet your neck, kissing gently as he works his way to your ear. “I love takin’ care of you.” You tip your head slightly, resting your cheek against his, the two of you matching each other’s gaze in the mirror.

“We look good together, Cameron,” you coo. He wraps his arms around you, kissing your bare shoulder before resting his chin on top.

“I’m the luckiest man in the world, Peach. This looks so pretty on you. You’re stunning. You probably need something just as pretty underneath. Don’t you agree?”

You nuzzle into his cheek, making him chuckle warmly. “You spoil me, daddy… Of course, I agree. Something pretty you can take off me later,” you flirt, just stoking the fire.

“Baby girl…” He gushes, the apples of his cheeks reddening.

“Sorry… I can’t help it.”

“No, baby. I love it. Oh, I booked a hair and nail appointment for you, so I won’t see you until you arrive. I have to be at the Island Club a little early. You can just catch a ride with Rafe. I’ll meet you at the car and we can walk in together. Alright?”

You fix your face, trying your best to seem unfazed by even the mere mention of his son’s name.

Rafe Cameron…

Truthfully, I was about to make my move during parents’ weekend. Then, I laid eyes on Ward. Rafe’s old man… handsome, sweet, thoughtful. It was too hard to pass up the chance to be taken care of. And, taken care of I was. Student loan debt canceled, school-year paid in cash, trips, lavish dinners, anything and everything his little Peach wants she gets. But even with all of that, I can’t help but be drawn to Rafe. I still get butterflies when he passes me on his way to class or when he looks my way in the library.

Even after I got with Ward I’d still try to finagle my way into staying on campus for the weekend so I could hit up a house party or bump into him at the bar. Ward made sure that didn’t happen, pleading with me to spend most of my free time at Tanneyhill. Ward is so sweet when he begs. And, how can I possibly deny the man cutting the checks?

“Peach? Is that okay? He seemed pretty happy about getting to know you a little better,” Ward smiles as he fixes the strap of your gown.

“No, Daddy. It’s perfect.”

You look down at the vanity, watching your phone buzz. Your heart skips a beat as you see his name written across it, causing the usual butterflies to swirl. How would this play out? What would Rafe say?

To the rest of the family I was just some girl; maybe someone Ward picked up at the country club or some overpriced boutique downtown. Sarah and Wheezie were too unbothered to care. How would Rafe take this? Would he even recognize me?

The buzzing stops, pulling you out of your daze as you watch the incoming call shift to missed. Shit. Headlights beam outside as Rafe’s large truck rolls up the drive just as your phone dings. Voicemail – Rafe Cameron You lift the phone to your ear, hearing that familiar voice.

“Uhh… Peach? It’s Ward’s son, Rafe. I’m out front if you’re ready to head out. Don’t know if you need a few more minutes or whatever. Just let me know.” BEEP. The message ends, the eldest Cameron’s tone short and uninterested. Maybe he knows who I am and truly doesn’t care.

You look down at your body, wrapped in a pretty pink robe; dress still hanging up in the corner of Ward’s room. It had been a long day of shopping and pampering, leaving you late. The muffled sound of Rafe’s truck door kickstarts your heart. You unfasten the bow around your waist, letting the material fall off your body and onto a puddle on the floor as you hustle toward your gown.

You step into the number, stumbling slightly; looping the delicate straps over your shoulders before smoothing out the front.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

“Umm… One second, Rafe,” you call.

“Of course.” You hear his deep voice in person, making you suck in a nervous breath. Reaching behind your back you struggle for the zipper, craning your wrist to get it to close. “Uhh… You need some help in there?” Rafe asks, making your eyes widen as you stand in front of the mirror again, looking back at yourself dumbly.

Of course, I want his help. I’m sure if I struggle a little more I could get it to word. But do I want to?

“Rafe,” you call out his name, voice broken with nervousness. “I could use your help.”

Rafe’s POV:

What the actual fuck. I stand behind her, eyes falling down the length of her bare back to her open zipper. Nothing but soft skin and satin; the small zipper resting just below her g-string. I’ve gotta move slowly. No way I could step out from behind her like this. My hard-on pushes against my dress pants, straining the zipper. I let my fingers trail her skin ever so slightly, tugging the material together reluctantly before pulling it closed.

I had no idea it was going to be her when she accepted my offer… Lucky me.

“How are you, sweetheart,” I mumble from behind her, catching her gaze in the mirror.

“Umm… I’m good. How are you?” She asks sweetly.

“Great. I’m fine,” I hum, not moving from my place behind her, ambling a little closer. I can’t fucking help myself. Her lashes flutter at the closeness between the two of us. “Just came from campus.”

“Yeah? Umm… We go to the same school,” she starts, like I wasn’t painfully aware.

“Yeah. Yeah, we do. I know exactly who you are. And you and my dad are-”

“Dating?” She answers, her calm demeanor veiling her shame, just a sliver of it still peeking through. “No. We’re friends? Companions… I-”

I let out a raspy chuckle, saving her the strain as she flounder in front of me, panic painting her beautiful face. “Nah, Peach. I understand,” I smirk. She lifts her eyebrow, letting out an airy laugh herself. “He’s battin’ way out of his league with you. I must say.”

I lean in a little closer, letting the warmth of my voice fan across the column of her neck, making her head fall back slightly as she tilts closer. My large hands rest on her hips, all my primal urges pushing me to bend her over, hands on the glass, dress around her hips, my fat cock fucking in and out as I watch her go absolutely dumb on my dick. But I resist.

Why the fuck are you with Ward? You’re too beautiful… You’re only wasting your time with my old man. What is he givin’ you that I can’t? Money? Is that what you’re after, babydoll?

Good thing I have that too.

“Nice to see you, man,” Kelce smiles as he pulls me in for a half-hug, cutting off my view of her. I pull him to the side, giving me the perfect sightline.

Fuck, she’s arm candy – the perfect little accessory for my old man. And he’s lovin’ every second of the attention he’s pullin’ from every ancient perv here. This has got to be some mind-numbing shit for her. She gives one of the old men a fake giggle, resting her small manicured hand on my dad’s breast pocket, her head softening on his shoulder. With that I feel a little spark in me… something I haven’t felt in a while. Jealousy? Maybe. Not for long at least. I pull my phone out of my pocket, sending an invitation.

She looks down, eyeing her clutch as she feels the rumble of her phone. Her eyes lift, catching mine like she knows exactly what’s to come, without seeing the message at all. I give her a knowing nod as I stroll away.

In a room full of people she knows just where I am. She’s got her eye on me. Atta girl.

Reader’s POV

Well… if there was any question if that text was from Rafe or not that nod answered my question. My excitement leaves a steady pulse between my thighs as I try my best to act normally. He’s trying to get me alone.

“I’m going to run to the restroom,” you whisper in Ward’s ear, kissing him gently on the cheek before wiping some sparkly gloss off his stubble. He gives you a little pat on your bum and a wink.

“Gonna finish up this conversation, Peach, and I’ll find you. M’Kay?” He hums. “15 minutes tops.”

“Of course,” you smile, nodding quickly before excusing yourself, nabbing out your phone as you step toward where Rafe was headed, rushing to read what he had to say.

Holy shit.

Your phone glows as you reread the text messages sent by Rafe wandering down the hallway as you take in each word, considering your options. Am I doing this? Should I turn him down? Let him know he read this all wrong? That he’s overstepping-

“There she is,” you hear his low voice from behind you. His large hand wraps around your arm, tugging you back fast, pulling you into the dark room before slamming the lock shut.

“Rafe?” You gasp just as his lips collide with yours, the two of you running high on adrenaline; teeth clashing, tongues rolling. Your long nails scratch through the hair at the nape of his neck, making him moan into your kiss as he backs you against the wooden door.

“Didn’t even take any convincing to get you back here, baby girl. What do you have to say for yourself?” He mumbles against your lips as he paws for the bottom of your dress, bunching it up higher and higher.

“Rafe. I-”

“Doesn’t fuckin’ matter, princess. You want me. I need you. Bet you’re so fuckin’ wet for me. You gonna let me check?” He rasps, catching your moans between his lips.

“Y-Yeah.”

“Tell me, baby. Tell me what you want,” he taunts as his lips brush yours, his rough fingers grazing the soaked spot on your panties.

“I want you, Rafe. I want your… Fuck. I want your fingers,” you whimper, starting small, knowing full-well he’ll talk you into more; just making yourself feel less guilty about the whole ordeal by asking for the bare minimum like that even matters.

“Just my fingers. Huh?” He teases. Not buying the angelic ruse for a moment. “You don’t want my lips, doll? You don’t need my cock?”

“Shit,” you whine as your legs draw together; his filthy words fillling you ear, drunk off the taste of his lips, just thinking about more. Rafe grips your thighs, opening you up further before pressing his fingers against your sex. Your head falls back, knocking softly against the door as a drawn-out moan tumbles from your lips.

“Did that get you a little excited?” He chuckles, darkly against your neck, licking and nipping at that special spot that has you whimpering like a pathetic slut.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, what?”

“I got excited, Rafe… I haven’t stopped thinking about you,” you whisper.

“Mhmm… Haven’t stopped thinking about me and my fingers?” He bullies as he lifts you into his arms. You wrap yours around his neck, lessening the space between you further, your wetness surely transferring onto his white button-down as your legs wrap around his trim waist.

“Yeah,” you stammer, making Rafe suck his teeth and smile against your mouth.

“Stop trying to be a good girl, princess. I know what you are,” he growls. Your heart falls, breaking slightly as he hits you with the truth; Rafe opening his mouth before you can even defend yourself. “You want money… I want you. I can take care of you in more ways than one. I promise that. Got more money than him. I’m a better fuck. Let me prove it to you, angel. I know you’re a slut for cash alright. So am I. The game sees the game alright? But, you probably need proof… Let me fuck this pretty pussy, ma. Show you how much better off you’ll be with me. I wanna be your daddy. Aight? Not him. Not Ward. Rafe.”

You draw a deep breath, head spinning as he lays you back on the locker room couch. You claw for him, desperate for Rafe’s lips on you again. Rafe rips away your little lace panties, spreading your thighs before eyeing your glistening slit with a hungry groan. “Tell me what you want. You can speak. Can’t you?” He snaps impatiently as you fumble over your words. “Words.”

“You-”

“Fuck it. I can’t wait – need your pussy.���

“S-Shit,” you whine. “Just – Just your fingers Rafe…” He brushes your dripping folds with his thick digits, gathering your essence before stuffing them in his mouth, sucking them clean as his eyes roll back. “Let me eat you, baby. C’mon,” he pleads. You watch him wet his bottom lip, savoring the taste of whatever’s left of you.

“Damnit, Rafe. Your lips too… Fuck. Hurry. Your dad’s meeting me soon.”

“Little now. Little later,” he huffs as his strong arms loop around your thighs, pulling you closer than before, lowering you onto the cushion. Rafe’s gaze stays on yours as his lips latch on your clit, sucking and brushing his tongue from side to side.

He moans against your cunt as his fingers toy with your entrance, teasing you with the chilled ridges of his gold ring. Your thighs tremble, tightening around him. “Enough of that,” he slurs, spreading your legs wider, sucking and finger-fucking you with a little more muscle. “Can’t wait for you to suck my cock. Can’t wait to get you off,“ he mumbles against your heat. You look toward the door, watching a shadow pass underneath. The music blares from behind it. Is it loud enough? You sink your teeth into your bottom lip, holding back your cries of pleasure.

“You taste like heaven, honey,” he pants, bumping his nose against your clit as his tongue dips into your hole. Rafe grabs your legs, slinging them over his broad shoulders, getting even closer. He laps at your pussy, devouring you. Rafe breathes deeply, taking in your scent, eyes shutting softly, the vibration of a moan felt against your cunt. He takes your clit in his mouth sucking hard, making you cry out, spiked heels digging into his strong back as you buck your hips.

“Fuck, Rafe. M’right there,” you blubber. You reach for your dress straps, tugging down the top, letting your tits bounce free. Your hands instantly draw up to your chest, clutching and pushing them together. Rafe bites down on your swollen clit, making you toss your head back. Strangled cries spills from your lips. Your hands drop down, weaving into his blonde fringe giving it a rough tug as you grind your pussy on his face, feeling yourself wavering on the edge of bliss.

“Peach?” You hear Ward call from outside the door, making your eyes double in horror. Rafe doesn’t stop, increasing his pace even. His eyes flick to yours, solidifying the evident. He wants Ward to hear. Your hand clamps over your mouth, muffling your cries. Rafe reaches up, snatching your wrist as your body betrays you, eyes screwing shut at you cum on Rafe’s tongue, white-hot pleasure coursing through your veins.

Rafe works you through your orgasm, waiting until you’re fully relaxed to release you with a panting breath. His mouth greets yours in a passionate kiss, cupping your breasts in his large hands. He pinches and rolls your nipples between his rough fingers before sucking down; trailing sweet kisses causing you to mewl.

“You’re mine,” Rafe whispers, nestling himself into your neck.

“Not… Fuck. Rafe, I’m not.”

“You are. Stop lyin’, princess. You know you are,” he subsists as he matches your eyes. “Lie to me and tell me that wasn’t the best you’ve ever had. I didn’t even use my dick, baby. Imagine what I could do. Huh? I know my old man isn’t doin’ any of this shit better than me.” You fight for air, looking away for a moment before he grabs your chin, demanding your focus. “Fuckin’ talk to me. Use those pretty little words that you’re holdin’ back. Enough with the games. It was painfully easy to get you in here. I know what you want-”

“Rafe… I don’t know-” Your phone vibrates, stealing your attention as well as Rafe’s as you watch back-to-back text messages come in from Ward.

Part 2

[projectbluearcadia]

[ NSFW | Minors DNI ]

Wordcount - 806

The Price for Cuddles

Con: Men are ready for sex at the drop of a hat.

Pro: Men are ready for sex at the drop of a hat.

CW: Slightly implied somno, some light thigh smacking

Coming into his room with a pillow in hand, the whites of my eyes lined with telltale red threads, my hair rumpled and messy from tossing around.

"Again?" is the question on his lips, a playful smile written on his face. "Can't you sleep without me for one night?"

"Apparently not," I grumble, and Lucifer beckons me closer to him as he flaps his blanket up as an offering. Only too happily, I accept such an offer and settle next to him, where he kisses my cheek.

"And what position would the spoiled princess like tonight?" he teases, and I glare at him for the stupid nickname.

"Just spoon me, Dickus." He chuckles before he humors me, laying down on his side and patting the spot next to him, reaching his other arm out. I smile a little at the sight before I settle myself into his arms, and Lucifer hugs me tight to his body, kissing the back of my head.

"Better?" he murmurs, and I close my eyes as I lean into the touch.

"Better," I agree, and I start to drift in and out of consciousness as his warmth and security leaks into my system, telling it to relax and shut down.

Lucifer's system, however, disagrees.

His lips tickle my neck, and I already know what's coming as he plants lazy kisses on the skin, one of his hands drifting to wrap around my breast. Something behind me steadily gets harder against my lower back, and I softly groan.

"What?" he whispers in amusement. "Go to sleep, darling." Even as he's saying that, his other hand slips into my pajamas, his fingers rubbing me over my panties.

"You expect me to sleep when that thing is poking at me?" I snort, and Lucifer lightly bites my ear.

"Yes; it's just something hard pressing against you, honey," he chuckles, even as he grinds against me. "Something that might slip between your legs in a few minutes." His fingers drift inside my underwear, and I let out a soft moan.

"Why are you always horny when I want to cuddle?" I half-complain.

"Oh, please, like you're some kind of saint. You're already getting soaked."

"Am not," I object, only for Lucifer to bring his shiny fingers up to eye level.

"Oh really?" I mewl as his fingers push their way into my mouth. "And I suppose this is just water? Why don't you suck it off my fingers and tell me how it tastes?" Despite the fact that I hate the taste, I close my lips around his fingers and suck them wantonly, squeezing my legs together eagerly as he obligingly thrusts them back and forth before taking them out. "Well?"

"Blegh. Is the taste."

"That's what I thought." Lucifer pecked my neck, slowly grinding his hard-on against me. "Now would you like to take back what you said?"

"Fine..."

"No, I want you to say, 'I'm sorry, sir; I'm horny and I need you.'"

"You're a little shit," I manage to groan before I gasp as his hand lightly smacks my thigh. "I'm sorry, sir." He has me trained way too well, I swear to...

"Mhm. And?" He lightly teethes my neck, his other hand straying under my button-down pajamas to palm my breast, gently squeezing it like a ripe peach he was trying to separate from the pit. Pleasant prickles flicker through the skin, leaving me sighing.

"Fuck me," I whine, and he smacks my thigh a little harder. "I'm sorry."

"No, honey, that's not what I told you to say."

"You enjoy this way too much," I groan, which of course earns me another light smack. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Mm..." Lucifer kisses the back of my ear, and I softly yelp as he flicks my nipple. "You're adorable." He nips my earlobe. "You know I'll give you exactly what you want if you're good."

"I'm horny, and I need you inside me," I groan in defeat, and Lucifer chuckles, licking up my neck.

"That's right, you do need it," he rasps, and I can feel him smirking against my skin as his hand eagerly pulls down my waistband. Frickin' hell, him and his way of getting sex out of me... I'm not complaining, but it's sooo unfair...

"I'm going to be sore again," I grumble as I turn around and finish taking off my pants for him, and Lucifer grins before he kisses me. "You're such a dick; you know I have to walk around town with Simeon tomorrow."

"If I'm such a dick," he whispers against my lips, "then why don't you tell me to stop like I fucking taught you?"

"You tempted me!" I protest, and he kisses me again, his fingers briefly circling my sensitive bud before opening me up.

And, of course, his smug reply: "That's not my problem."

[semisolidmind]

Uh oh someone is beginning to have a lil crush on peaches 👀 _ at least that what I think is happening could be wrong _ ، hope for there sake the monkeys does know but if they did how would they react to the?

(you're not wrong :) and i had a thought about a scenario where this crush becomes noticeable)

perhaps there's a sparring session at flower fruit mountain for all the demon royals in wukong's little circle (excluding reader, for obvious reasons). a normal occurrence; the monkey king needs to be sure of his allies' strength. so, wukong challenges each of his demon generals (and occasionally their guests) to a friendly spar. macaque watches from the shadows, rolling his eyes at his brother's need to prove himself superior.

the current opponent is princess iron fan, and she's throwing deadly gales all over the sizable training area in an attempt to hit her foe. the wind brushes the spectators; reader watches from the sidelines, alongside azure and a few other demon sovereigns. seeing as the lion demon was the only reliably friendly face in the crowd, reader sits next to him while her husband shows off his strength in battle.

they converse quietly. reader enjoys how cordial azure is in comparison to most other demon lords. he talks with her, not at her. he's never mistaken her for a servant and loudly demanded anything of her. he's always friendly, with both her and the civilians of flower fruit mountain. reader has come to see his presence as one of the only highlights of wukong's many war council meetings. unbeknownst to reader...azure feels the same about her, though in a much less platonic way.

as the two continue to chat, the last gale goes off course when princess iron fan is thrown to the gound, defeated. it hits the onlookers like a solid wall and many of the demons, not prepared for the full force of the oncoming wind, are blown backwards. azure and reader are among them, and, in an attempt to save reader from being blown away, azure grabs her and pulls her to his chest.

the two are thrown through the air. they hit the ground some feet away, skidding to a stop beneath a cospe of trees. azure, on his back and slightly dazed, holds reader close, arms around her and her head pressed to his sternum by one huge paw. once the demon has overcome his momentary daze, he finds himself staring at the woman in his grasp. reader, still cowering from the wind, her hair tussled, eyes closed and teary from the dust, the sunlight dappled across her face...

...azure only barely manages to stop the rumbling purr fighting its way out of his chest. she's so small, so soft pressed up against him. he can feel his face warming under his fur at their proximity.

once reader has realized where she is (atop her dear friend, practically straddling him, oh gods she hopes for both their sakes that wukong and macaque aren't looking), she apologizes profusely, hastily removing herself from his person and (laughably, because he's twice her size) attempts to help him up. he holds onto her proffered hand a bit longer than necessary (it's so small, his hand entirely encompasses hers) as she asks if he's alright. still a bit stunned, he breathlessly laughs. he should be asking her that, he breathes. she smiles at him in return.

the moment ends when macaque rushes up to them, quickly pulling reader from azure's grip to check her for injuries and fuss over her. the six-eared demon leads his wife away towards the water curtain cave, holding her hand and continuing to press her about any supposed harm. while reader waves away his concerns, azure catches the stormy look the dark-furred monkey throws back in his direction.

the lion demon feels a chill down his spine when the monkey king's voice rings out across the field—somehow both friendly terrifying— and asks him to spar next.

[poppy-metal]

not you wanting the details re:ball sucking 😳 ngl it was the tip of the iceberg bc now he puts his fingers in my mouth while he eats my cunt and wraps his hand around my throat when he fucks me 🙂‍↕️ in my pampered princess era ✨

but now i’m thinking about citygirl!reader’s return to the small town to care for her ailing grandma, the ranch, and her one year old blonde baby girl. her rich husband ofc has to stay in connecticut doing what rich men do and as much as he loves her, he cannot imagine giving up their estate for farmland, golfing with the bros for a hard’s day work with the ranch hands, and vintage italian reds for american brewed ales. so with a kiss to the top of your head and continued access to his bank to care for the farm and granny, he sends you off with his daughter—the second love of his life.

you, on the other hand, are about to burst into tears at the idea of your little girl being near her daddy for the first time. the daddy that wants nothing to do with you and nothing to do with her. but as granny taught you, grit your teeth and keep straight on.

art can’t even begin to describe the whirlwind of emotions plaguing his every being when he sees you on that front porch, white linen dress billowing in the wind, a pitcher of peach iced tea in one hand, and a baby that’s the spitting image of him on the other hip. the bright smile on your face as you pour the tea into every ranch hand’s cup. the laugh that travels straight into his ears whenever a ranch hand makes a fool of themselves trying to make his baby smile. when he makes his way up to you, glass in hand, he tries to avert your eyes, but that means he’s looking right down at his daughter. he can feel your gaze on him. “hi, little one,” he says quietly, using his pointer finger to softly rub her cheek. she coos and nuzzles into his touch. “just like mama,” he says softly, just loud enough for only you to hear.

“you’re the first one to make her smile all day,” you say. art can’t quite place the tone of your voice: outwardly genial, but there’s a touch of apprehension, sadness, and wonder. he can’t help but feel himself open that box he tucked away two years ago and taste that familiar bittersweetness of loving you all over again, and he sees the future he could’ve had.

there’s a certain shyness in your interactions over the course of this summer; with your husband back east and lucy off in cambodia on a mission, it’s so easy to pretend the two of you aren’t married to other people. it’s almost silly. this man has fucked you every way imaginable, broken your heart more times you can count, but the way he cares for you, granny, and your—and his—daughter makes it feel all more new, more intimate.

he doesn’t touch you until the middle of june. it’s an especially rough heatwave that ravages the town, and you give the entire ranch a break for the day. granny is getting better, stronger. the single window a/c unit was moved to her bedroom, so your daughter sleeps in a crib with her grandma. your room is sweltering, but that doesn’t stop you and art from being entangled with each other. it was innocent at first: you and him kissing for hours, hands roaming but never reaching for the places that could escalate it. his body is sticky against yours, but you like the feeling of knowing that you can’t distinguish where you end and where he begins. and when it does escalate?

he doesn’t even fuck you. he just licks at your cunt until the sun rises; his fingers are in you, in your mouth, wrapped around your neck. your pillowcase are wet from your tears. his chin and your sheets are wet from you. and not once this entire night did he let you touch him, let him touch himself.

(finished my first week of teacher training and began setting up my classroom and the chairs and tables are sooooo itty bitty for my three year olds 🥺 but dw ranchhand!art will be making appearances in your inbox even once i’m teaching full time bc citygirl!reader and him deserve it 🙂‍↕️)

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cowboy anon whenever I am down you came to pick me up, I swear <///////33333 I love mutual cheating. sigh. so romantic. art eating your cunt like a starved man because he's missed this - it's the his pussy. Jim looking up at you from between your legs, not letting you cum until you tell him who your pussy belongs to - it's reminiscent of the time he fucked you in the haystack the day before you fled, when he made you admit you loved him and couldn't even say it back - you'd thought he was the cruelst man alive at the time, but now you can see how much he needs to hear it.

like he's drowning and your confessions are the air in his lungs. you grip his hair and tell him you've always been his, always will be - and despite how much he's hurt you, your body will always be his too. his to do with what he wants. you couldn't deny him if you tried.

[artycomicfangirl]

So remember the Daisy and Luigi minicomic I started a while ago? Well, I got major sidetracked, because I was actually experimenting a possible SMB Movie idea!

So context! As a future Empress, the young Princess has to be knowledgeable of every culture that is within her empire.

So as part of her training from youth (and to form friendships and alliances with her people), I thought about the idea of Daisy having to visit each Kingdom in Sarasaland.

Each Kingdom’s Leaders are:

• Toto, the Sphinx King.

• Zama, The Dragon King

• Hio, The Stone King

• Kinto, the Sky King.

Daisy of course thinks of them like her family. But maybe out of all of them, she might be a bit closer to King Toto, since he might have been the first person she met when she was only a Baby.

Reason why I decided to make her have a close relationship with her people, and with the leaders be like mentors to her, is because I have headcanon plots that involve Tatanga.

When the The alien would come down to invade with his forces, the four Sarasaland Leaders chose to put their lives on the line to make sure that Daisy would be able to escape. Seeing that she would be Sarasaland’s hope to be saved from a bleak future.

With Daisy being close to them, might make her time to develop on fighting on her own?

Unlike Peach, Her training style may have been a bit more tougher. More rough around the edges and combat focused. Techniques that probably allowed her to utilize a strength of that of a strong soldier. Quick reflexes, efficiency in handling weapons during combat.

Which as she grew up, might be something like this. My own take of Daisy, wearing some traditional Birabuto kingdom attire?

I was actually watching the 1999 film ‘The Mummy’, and was inspired by Evelyn Carnahan! The idea of an Egyptian Princess who can fight always was such a fascinating idea to me!

[mcmookiemeal]

With the mere existence of your blog I already adore you, I loved all your writings and I wanted to make a small request, how about DK with an s/o who loves mechanics (the kars scene drove me crazy with emotion) and speed? (extra points if she is a little sister of mario and luigi)

forgive my bad english! <3

Donkey Kong x Reader who likes cars

You were the younger sister of Mario and Luigi, but you weren’t in their little plumbing business.

Unlike your brothers you had taken a little more interest in cars.

Your parents also weren’t to happy about your choice, but they knew you wouldn’t change your mind so they just let you do your own thing.

But with the three of you being seen as the “disappointments” of the family, you were always together.

You even tagged along for their plumber appointments just in case their van had any issues.

On the day Brooklyn was flooding and your brothers took it upon themselves to fix it, you decided to come along since you had nothing better to do.

But you really wished you stayed home because getting sucked into a sketchy green pipe was not on the bucket list.

You and Mario had the fortune of staying together but sadly, Luigi did not.

You were pretty freaked out upon landing in the Mushroom kingdom, you were in an unfamiliar place with talking mushrooms.

It was hard not to freak out.

But the little mushroom you met by the name of Toad agreed to help you find your brother by taking you to the princess.

When you entered the actual kingdom part you realized they didn’t seem to use cars around here, instead they used the kind of pipes that got you here in the first place.

Pretty cool.

Toad crawled inside the clear pipe and you watched him flow through at high speeds.

You were curious on how the pipe worked, was some kind of machinery operating it? or was it magic?

Well there was only one way to find out.

You followed behind Toad in the pipe, flying through it smoothly with intense speed.

“Isn’t this fun Mario?!” You giggled having the time of your life with this new way of transportation.

Things weren’t going as well for Mario as every turn he would roughly smash against the side of the pipe.

Eventually the three of you made it to the top of the hill, approaching the castle.

Toad had to distract the guards for you and Mario since the guards were trying to play with your mind and redirect you somewhere else.

But even inside the castle the guards caught onto you guys pretty quickly and began chasing you through the maze of hallways.

Running into the princess was…interesting.

She threw Mario to the ground and turned her attention to you, but before she could get you the guards had tackled you to the ground as well.

“Wait wait! Let them speak” The princess demanded and the guards let you and Mario free.

“Princess we need your help. I need your help to find our brother.” Mario explained.

After a little bit of talking with the princess you guys sorted out a deal.

If you and Mario helped her take down Bowser, Then your brother would be found.

But first, you had to train.

You and Mario were taken to a course with lots or crazy jumps and obstacles, but you were pretty confident in your skills so you decided to go first.

You finished first try, But poor Mario worked himself until the sun went down.

Next morning The princess along with Toad traveled with you and Mario to the Jungle kingdom.

You enjoyed the travel part. This place was so much than Brooklyn, you wished you could stay here forever.

The arrival to the Jungle Kingdom came up fast.

And you were excited.

You wondered what they were like in this kingdom. Was it more mushroom people? Humans? And did they drive fast cars?!

The residents of the Jungle Kingdom turned out to be gorillas, but much to your happiness they did in fact drive fast cars.

You pestered the gorilla who let you guys inside the kingdom to let you drive his cool car but he grumbled every time you opened your mouth.

You sat in the middle seat, between Mario and Peach.

What’s the point of a younger sibling if you can’t third wheel the two love birds?

The ride was unlike anything you’d felt before, no rollercoaster could compare to all the fun you had riding on the twisty roads at high speeds.

You were sad when it was over, cause after that you had to have a serious talk with the king of the apes.

Peach talked about forming an alliance with the army but the king wasn’t gonna let her have it just that easily.

Instead we would have to do it by winning some stupid fight.

“I’ll do it.” Mario offered

Long story short Mario ended up kicking Dk’s ass.

And Dk was not happy about it.

You honestly felt a little bit sorry for him as he felt his whole reputation was destroyed by a plumber.

So you decided to take some personal time with the gorilla to assure him that it’s okay to loose every once and a while, you used the plenty of street races you had lost in the past as an example.

“Wait you race?” He asks, interrupting your story.

“Uh yeah? I love cars!” You gushed.

He smiled at you and pulled off the ground, now seeming very eager to show you something.

He brought you to the huge workshop where all the karts around the Jungle Kingdom were made.

You looked around as you saw all the other gorillas working on karts and vehicles of all kinds.

“This way.” Dk said placing his large hand on your back to guide you around the place since it was easy to get lost in.

He brought you over to a wheel with different options for a car, wheels, and a parachute of some sort.

“Go ahead, take your pick.”

You looked at him with wide eyes and looked back at all the options for your car.

“This doesn’t cost anything right?” You asked wanting to make sure before designing your dream car.

“You’re with the almighty Dk, of course it’s free.” He smirked.

You nodded and looked through all the options, making sure to pick all the fastest things on the wheel.

After about 10 minutes of looking you finally decided on your karts final design.

It was pretty sick, It was your favorite color and It was supposed to be the fastest kart combo here in the Jungle Kingdom

You squealed excitedly as you watched your kart being made from behind the glass

“Pretty cool huh?”

“Its amazing! We don’t have this stuff where I’m from.” You said, sounding slightly disappointed at the end of your sentence.

Dk thought you were pretty cute, never had he seen someone so interested in cars.

You and Dk didn’t notice but while you two were caught up in your own conversation you didn’t notice Mario and the others enter the workshop.

When Mario laid his eyes on you and Dk laughing together he was pretty mad about it.

“Are you kidding me?! You’ve been with him this whole time?!” Mario exclaimed angrily at you.

“Yeah and he helped me get my kart ready!” You smiled at your brother and pointed to the now finished kart in the window behind you.

Dk and your brother scowled at each other while you were off in your own world, staring longingly at your kart.

“Make any moves on her and I wont hesitate to beat you again.” Mario threatened.

“I’d like to see you try plumber boy.”

“Oh oh! It’s finished c’mon let’s go!” You interrupted their little banter by pulling Dk with you to come pick up your Kart.

When everyone was done with their karts, they made their way to line up in front of the door that would lead them to the path of rainbow road.

You and Dk were next to each other while you waited for the doors to open.

“Is Rainbow road an actual rainbow?” You asked.

Dk chuckled at your question but answered nonetheless.

“Yes its an actual rainbow.”

“Awesome!”

When the doors opened you sped off in your kart, the wind violently whipping through your hair.

You enjoyed the scenery around you, the beautiful floating islands off in the distance and the waterfalls that seemed to go on for miles.

Dk pulled up next to you and matched your speed so he could watch you experience driving with your new custom kart for the first time.

He saw how happy you were and couldn’t help but smile.

“You know…I know a lot of roads with cool views like this.” Dk said still keeping his eyes on the road.

“Really?! I would love to see it!”

“How about after all this is over, we’ll go drive through them together?” He asked you.

He was asking you on a date.

You smiled at him and accepted his offer.

“Yeah I would like that a lot.”

A/N: Sorry it came out kind of late I was busy today!!

[generic-sonic-fan]

Fic idea that won't leave my head despite my continued insistence that I'm not going to write it (Bad dad Eggman warning)-

It's a Mario and Sonic at the Olympic Games fic. Bowser and Eggman are hanging out, villain solidarity and all that.

Metal Sonic walks in. Eggman precedes to pause his conversation with Bowser to absolutely scream at Metal for coming in third place in the 100m sprint. The whole nine yards. "I built you to be SUPERIOR!" and all that. He then orders Metal back to the training area to practice clear through the night 'til the next morning.

He then turns back to Bowser and says, "you were right! Kids are difficult!"

And from that moment Bowser makes it his mission to adopt Metal Sonic at all costs.

Just one problem- nobody believes him.

The Mario gang insists that it's none of their business. There's a truce between heroes and villains during the games, after all, and Peach isn't interested in pissing off what she sees as Mobian sovereign who's been known to mess with cross-dimensional shenanigans before.

So, to the surprise of everyone, Bowser then goes to Sonic to mention the problem- only for an apathetic Sonic to emphasize that he's already given Metal enough second chances by now and that frankly it's his own fault if Eggman's mean to him. Most of the rest of the Sonic gang seem to agree with this- with the distinct exception of Amy, but even she's hesitant to stir up trouble during the games. She suggests that if Bowser nicely talked to Eggman about all this, maybe Eggman would treat Metal Sonic better!

But of course, Bowser already gave the dress-down of the century to Eggman the very moment after he sent Metal Sonic away. Did Eggman listen? Of course not.

But we all know that Bowser is nothing if but persistent. He also happens to be the resident expert on kidnapping people. . .

Step 1: Bowser got his kids together and asked them to help him befriend Metal. So now Metal's got this menagerie of Koopas suddenly taking an interest in him and he doesn't really know how to deal with it. Other kids? They think he's cool and not a failure? They invite him to hang out and do fun things? But of course, Eggman prohibits "fraternizing with the enemy", but Metal finds ways to get around this order anyway.

Step 2: have the Koopa kids teach Metal a koopa sign language- one of the kids, Lemmy, already uses this sign language because he's nonverbal, so it's not too hard for the rest of the kids plus Bowser himself to sneak in a few lessons behind Eggman's back.

Step 3: once Metal is conversational, Bowser asks Metal if he'd like a new papa who won't scream at him so much.

Step 4: realize in horror as Metal explains that he can't leave- Eggman's programming won't allow him.

Step 5: Bowser asks Amy to ask Tails how to get the subservient programming out of Metal's head. Tails then provides a small USB plug-in that'll give him remote access connection once plugged into Metal's systems so that he can undo the programming.

Step 6: kidnapping time!

Step ???: realize that Metal would actually prefer to be a girl. Bowser's daughters/GNC kids then proceed to dress her up in the blackest, spikiest clothes and accessories they have. Metal adores it.

Step 7: ruin the entire Olympic games setup as Eggman threatens violence against whoever stole his robot.

Step 8: Metal gives her original "dad" the finger as she jumps into the portal back to the Koopa kingdom with her much cooler new family.

Uhhhh skip a few steps in here as the whole Bowser family goes no contact with the rest of either gang for a bit. They don't care that they ruined the Olympic games, not when they got a cool new daughter/sister out of the deal. Eventually the Mario gang comes around and forgives Bowser for ruining the games. They then invite Metal go-karting. All is well.

Step 11: Sonic visits the mushroom kingdom one day and is absolutely appalled to find out that people say to him "ohhhh you're like the flesh version of Princess Metal from the Koopa kingdom!"

[peaches2217]

Well, since you asked…

I’m currently caught in a seemingly endless loop of “what the heck would Mareach choose for their wedding colors”? What’s your take on that?

*cracks knuckles*

Mario, a lifelong hopeless romantic, has always envisioned his dream wedding as something like “My fiancé will be the single most perfect and beautiful person in the world so I’ll let them do whatever they want (within a certain budget) and just go along with their vision.” And wha’d’ya know: he ends up engaged to a fellow romantic with a vision and a limitless budget! So he sits back and lets Peach call the shots for that reason (and also because he’s undergoing rigorous training in preparation for becoming a royal consort, letting her plan the actual wedding gives him one less thing to stress over).

Peach, while noted for her humility and relative down-to-earth nature, is still a princess, and dammit she wants the most gorgeous and most extravagant wedding ever. Ultimately she chooses the three most obvious colors: white, the traditional wedding color, gold, the color of regality and opulence, and pink, her personal favorite.

While Mario gives her the okay to take full control, she still runs everything by him, because as much fun as she’s having going ham with the planning and decorating, it’s his wedding too! And of course he’s on board; she could have chosen neon green and blazing orange and he’d somehow convince himself that it’s the best decision ever, because she made it, and she’s the best ever.

Though let's be real here: he's canonically a fashion disaster, he absolutely would love something like that, unironically.

Look me in the eye and tell me this man gives a single shit about color and pattern coordination. He does not.

That was going to lead into a big spiel about what they'd actually wear, but that's long enough to warrant its own post, if y'all are interested 😅

[pianokantzart]

Why not both?

When we first see Peach, she is in the middle of a tactical meeting regarding Bowser's imminent invasion. She spends much of her time trying to assure her people that she will do everything in her power to keep them safe.

After declaring her plan to leave in the morning for The Jungle Kingdom to enlist the help of The Kong Army, Peach walks away from the meeting unattended. Then along comes Mario: breaking and entering, actively running from guards, making a beeline for Peach while excitedly shouting "PRINCESS!" He 100% should have expected to be suplexed.

After rightly slamming Mario to the ground like a sack of beans, Princess Peach looks down at him with wide eyes, as curious as she is startled. The moment Mario catches his breath he tries to scramble back to his feet and ask for help before he is promptly dog-piled by the guards.

At this point, Peach realizes 2 things: 1. This cute guy means no harm. He's clearly in some sort of trouble. 2. He... kind of looks like a human? She orders his release. As Mario stands back up she gets a better look at him, and becomes giddy once she sees her suspicions are confirmed.

"He’s a human! I mean, you are a human, right? It’s just... you’re so small.”  He’s a human alright, just a particularly short one. Mario is confused by this reaction, and is a little annoyed by all the touchiness (especially the hat stealing.)

But there's no time to focus on that right now, Peach wants to know where he came from. Mario doesn’t waste a second explaining his situation. Time is of the essence.

M: “Me… and my little brother Luigi, we fell down this pipe! And now he’s lost somewhere… in The Dark Lands!” P: “Then it’s only a matter of time before he’s captured by Bowser.”

Mario visibly tenses up at this. He’s heard of Bowser from Toad, who described him as “the most evil, wretched creature alive.” Peach reassures Mario that she’s on a mission to stop him, and Mario demands to be brought along.

 “This guy’s a lunatic. A psycho. He will eat you for breakfast. He won’t even notice it, probably, because you’re very… very… small.”

When I first saw the movie, this line made me worry for Peach’s characterization, but I was relieved to see that this is the first and last time she talks down to Mario like this. In hindsight, her behavior makes sense: Mario doesn't know what he’s up against or what his odds are, and Peach– who has no idea who Mario is or what he’s capable of– is trying let him know where he stands in the grand scheme of things... that there is no shame in standing down. But Mario is not going to sit around while his brother is in danger, not in a million years.

“Make fun of me all you want, but you’re going to help me find my brother.”

Mario goes on the offensive. He doesn’t back out, but instead doubles down, just short of making a direct threat. Peach, being made of equally stern stuff, glares back at him, giving him one final chance to rethink his position.

Mario doesn’t rethink his position, but he does take a moment to remember that he is talking to a princess, so he tries to tone it down a bit by ending his sentence with “please?” 

Peach smiles a little... like she’s impressed, but doesn’t want to admit it.  This guy has spirit, but she doesn’t know whether he’s got the skills to back it up. So she takes Mario to the training course so she can truly see what he’s made of.

When the course is laid out, Mario is wide-eyed and amazed. When Peach performs the obstacles, he gives her due praise, and questions how he himself is going to be physically capable of pulling off the same thing. Through this short interaction, Mario accidentally proves that though he is impulsive (made worse by his fear for Luigi), he is still capable of recognizing and respecting the skills of others, and has some ability to understand his own limitations... to an extent.

Mario is introduced to powerups and fed the super shroom. But despite his newfound size, jumping ability, and confidence, he blows his first run of the obstacle course right off the bat. Peach says nothing to mock or demean him, but merely gives him a bit of advice about how powerups work, and encourages him to try again. So, Mario downs another mushroom, and give it another shot. Another point in Mario’s favor is that does not complain beyond the first mushroom he was forced to eat. For hours he has his shit kicked in by this brutal, ruthless obstacle course while he’s continually eating mushrooms to the point of vomiting. If he was any less of a man he would decide to try and find Luigi on his own after the millionth try, or at least attempt to argue down the severity of the course, but he doesn’t. This is the ultimatum he’s been given, this is what he needs to do, so he straightens his cap and tries again... and again... and again...

... and to Peach’s credit, she stays with him almost the entire night, and only goes to sleep when she collapses where she stands. You can see her getting more and more endeared to Mario, offering occasional emotional support, and rooting for him the whole way through. Their first interaction was a little rocky, but the more Peach sees of Mario, the more she likes what she sees. 

By dawn Mario has almost mastered the obstacles, he just got a little too sure of himself 10 feet from the finishing line. Despite the technical failure, Peach knows one thing for certain: She really wants this funky little weirdo who broke into her house to go on a road trip with her.

CONCLUSION: Mario and Peach are cut from the same cloth. Mario is a bit more brash and impulsive than Peach (which makes sense. He's not a royal, he's a blue collar worker from Brooklyn), but they’re both intrepid, big hearted, and willing to do anything for those they love. Furthermore, they are essentially going after Bowser for the same reason: their families, who they spent their entire lives loving and protecting, are being threatened.

So yeah, kindred spirits I’d say!

[supernightboy08]

Why I love Movie Princess Peach?

Princess Peach has always been my favorite childhood crush when I fell in love the with the Mario franchise and games despite her many kidnappings by Bowser.

Princess Peach has been my definition of a princess in my childhood alongside Rapunzel, Cinderella, Snow White, & some of the Barbie movies I saw.

When The Super Mario Bros Movie. Trailer dropped back in 2022, this version of Princess Peach now a badass really changed my life and the way I view the character of Princess Peach when I look back on her on the video games is kinda hard to associate the movie with the actual canon games.

Anya Taylor Joy’s voice direction of Peach makes me really fall in love with this version of her and Anya Taylor Joy herself she sounds like a natural born leader like any princess should be but somehow still compassionate and caring just like her original video game counterpart.

What I’ve really love about this version of Peach is that not only that she is skilled in combat as she showed Mario through the training course but that doesn’t make her arrogant but she remains kind and compassionate to all of her friends especially to Mario.

My favorite part about Movie Peach is that she declares that she’ll never marry Bowser as she took out the Ice Flower just to freeze him and that scene really made me simp for her even more alongside her using her motorcycle in the Mario Kart Rainbow Road scene.

I’ve even imagined and used Princess Peach in my stories that are filled with new adventures and even meeting new friends in different crossovers alongside Daisy, Rosalina, & the new princess Belle Bottom.

Movie Princess Peach will always be my Princess Peach now for the time being no disrespect on the game version of Princess Peach but this version of Peach made me realize how sexiest I was to some female characters such as Amy Rose and Cream The Rabbit who was my favorite character in the Sonic franchise and it was made me realize how these types of female characters that I love can empower different types of women.

Movie Peach will always be MY Peach and no one will tell me otherwise.

[peachdues]

Peach! It makes my day seeing you on my dash and I appreciate your writing and YOU! So, in thanks, I come bearing a gift - tooth rotting Sanemi fluff!

Hope you're having a great day!

You tilted your head back at the sound of the shoji door sliding open, smiling as your husband stepped through and pushed it shut behind him. You weren't expecting him home this early, with the sun still hiding just out of view beneath the horizon, but you would never complain. More time with him was a gift; of that, you were well aware.

He immediately came to sit at your side, picking up your hand from the wood of the engawa and pressing a kiss to the back, “I figured you'd still be asleep. I was looking forward to slipping into bed next to you.”

You smiled, letting him gently lead you into leaning against him, head on his shoulder as his arm held you, “Sorry to disappoint, Sanemi. I'm training with Kanao today, and we agreed to start early.”

“I expect you to make it up to me tonight.” You could hear in his voice that he was a little put out at the lack of early morning cuddles, and you didn't need to see his face to know he was sulking.

“Of course. I'll even make ohagi, hmm?” He perked up a little at your offer, and you had to suppress the laugh you wanted to release. It was still funny to you, even now, that the Wind Hashira could be so agreeable - if you knew him, that was.

“What did I do to earn my favourite?”

You turned to look at him, cheeky smile in place, “I've learned that when a child is pouting, the quickest way to cheer them up is offering sweets.” You squeaked as his fingers found your side, poking at ticklish flesh through your thin sleepwear. Your reaction prompted a smile in return, and the way it lit up his eyes made your heart ache in the best way possible. He was so beautiful, even exhausted, with that snowy hair falling into the violet eyes you would know in a room of thousands.

You grabbed at his hand to call a truce, and you knew the smile lifting your lips was disgustingly soft as you watched his features, “There is another reason, you know?”

“What would that be, love?”

You lifted the hand you held, rubbing your thumb over the blueish vein there before leaving a featherlight kiss, “You came home to me.”

There was that smile, the one he reserved just for you, just for your most private moments, “I did. And I always will.”

Sulking Sanemi >>>> all others omg he’s such a babygirl.

Not her enticing him through sweets LMAO he’s such a pretty lil princess. I love him.

Thank you for sharing bestie!! This made my night and k will be seeing soft Nemi in my dreams!

[notmichealangelo]

A Brother’s Heartache

AKA I saw this new clip of Mario fucking up a bunch of bricks, blacked out, and woke back up with an entire one shot written. I just really loved the emotion here and wanted to share my take on it before the movie is released!

Mario’s knuckles ached. His legs ached, his arms ached, his head ached, and now that he was alone, he noticed a new pressure beginning to build in his eyes. He had been at this godforsaken training course all night, and all he had to show for it were bruised hands, an even more bruised ego, and the fact that the edges of the world had begun to fade into purple with the coming of dawn. 

  He now sat on the balcony Princess Peach had used to observe his training earlier, except the princess in question had left to give the plumber some space. She was a kind woman with the best intentions, Mario could tell that much even after having just met her, but she wasn’t yet the best at... emotional pep-talks. She had soon noticed Mario’s growing frustration with her attempts at cheering him on and decided that leaving him to collect himself might be a safer option than anything she might try to say. Mario appreciated that. He made a mental note to apologize for snapping at her earlier after he fell from the disappearing platforms for the twenty-fifth time.  Mario sighed and removed his hat, watching as the twinkling stars disappeared one by one, and the sky began to lighten ever so slightly. He had made so little progress, and they had so little time. Never mind the rising threat of Bowser taking over the other kingdoms, that freak had his little brother. Mario’s grip on his hat tightened, and he lowered his head to view the capital ‘M’ that rested on the front of it, only to realize it looked more like a blurry mass of red and white. Mario wiped at his eyes to clear his vision but found that more moisture came to replace anything he would wipe off. 

Would he really be able to save his brother?

“Uh... Hey, is this a bad time, or-”

Mario jumped and screamed, turning to face the sudden voice, fists blindly raised in front of him. He froze when his eyes landed on Toad, who held two glasses of water and an embarrassed look on his face. Mario relaxed.  

“You scared the hell outta me, man,” said Mario after catching his breath. He sat back down on the white tile and wiped any further evidence of tears off his face. “We gotta get you a bell or something.”

“Sorry! Sorry,” Said the little mushroom creature, “I jus’ didn’t wanna leave you out here by yourself for too long. Y’coulda gotten... lost or something.” Toad sat down beside Mario, offering him one of the glasses of water. Mario gladly took it, not realizing how thirsty he was.  

They sat in silence for a little while, watching the sky lighten. Toad was the first to speak up after a few minutes.

“So... what’s your brother like?”

“Huh?” Replied Mario, snapping out of his trance and turning his head to look at his little friend. Toad repeated himself.

“What’s your brother like? You haven’t talked about him much since we first met. Tell me about him. What’s his name again? Louis?”  

Mario stared into his glass of water, chuckling.

“His name is Luigi,” Mario began, “And, well... We’ve kinda done everything together since we were born. He’s younger than me, but the little jerk managed to be taller, and he’s never gonna let me live it down. He’s kinda shy, I usually have to encourage him to try new things, but funnily enough, he’s a lot more creative than me. We recently started a new plumbing business, and the commercial was his idea...”

Mario described his and Luigi’s adventures in Brooklyn, from elementary school and before to the present and their plans beyond that. The red clad plumber was halfway through telling Toad about how Luigi had tackled a kid in middle school for ripping up Mario’s favorite baseball cards when he realized he was getting choked up again. Mario frantically cleared his throat and began wiping his face, and Toad patted his arm.  

“You really miss him, don’t you?” asked Toad softly. Mario could only nod. “Yeah, I would too. I’m sure this is real tough for you, not having him here.” Mario nodded again, sniffling.  

“Hey,” Toad said suddenly, “What d’you think he’d say to you right now?”

“... What?” asked Mario, wiping his nose on his sleeve.

“You heard me, what would Louis- Er, Luigi say to you right now? Right at this very second?” Toad was looking at him intently now. Mario began to think.  

“Probably something gushy like... It’s okay to be scared, and- and it’s okay to take breaks and ask for help. Then he’d give me a hug, then he’d hug me for too long and I’d have to force him to get off me, heh...”  

Mario could name at least five scenarios that played out exactly like that. They usually ended with someone’s elbow in someone else’s gut, but a room filled with laughter and lifted spirits, nonetheless. He smiled at the memories, but the smile quickly fell away.  

“God, Toad, he must be terrified,” said Mario as he ran a hand through his hair. “Who knows what they’re- what they’re doing to him, what if-”

Toad shoved a tiny hand in Mario’s face, wagging a finger.  

“Nuh-uh, no more thinking like that,” Said Toad, who was now standing, his other hand on his hip, “You’re allowed to worry, but your brother needs you to be strong for him. That’s why her highness was pushing you so hard, even if she... probably didn’t go about it the right way.

Listen, you might not be the best fighter in the six kingdoms yet, but Luigi needs you. He needs you to fight for him. And from what you told me, I know he’s got faith in you. Now you just need faith in yourself. You’re not alone in this either, Mario. We’re gonna kick that Koopa’s butt and we’re gonna rescue your brother together, okay?”  

Who knew little mushroom people could be so thoughtful?

Mario gave Toad a watery smile.  

“Thanks, man,” said the human quietly. Toad nodded and smiled.  

“Now get back out there! Show those inanimate objects who’s boss!” Toad shouted, pushing Mario towards the training course. Mario took a breath and put his hat back on.  

The sun was finally beginning to rise, painting the world in purples and oranges. Luigi preferred sunrises over sunsets, and Mario always made fun of his brother for growing so tired so early in the evening, with Luigi always replying with how much he enjoyed watching the sun rise. Mario wondered if his little brother could see the sunrise now, from wherever he was being kept. Mario clenched his fists.  

Hold on little bro, thought Mario, I’ll be there soon. The plumber charged forward, his fists raised and a new fire in his eyes.  

---  

When Peach returned to the balcony, the sun had risen much further into the sky, the last colors of dawn slipping away. She had come with snacks and a change of clothes for Mario as a peace offering, but her eyes widened at the sight before her. Toad stood dangerously on top of the railing to the balcony, whooping and cheering as Mario smashed through another solid brick wall. He jumped off fake bullet bills, dodged automated piranha plants, and let out a determined shout as he smashed through the wooden standup of Bowser.  

“Toad, what did you feed him?” asked Peach in bewilderment, watching Mario in awe.  

“Love and support!” Replied the little toadstool haughtily, placing his hands on his hips. “Turns out I’m just as talented at pep talks as I am at adventuring!”

Peach laughed incredulously and patted Toad on the head. Mario had reached the flagpole at the top of the course and was now jumping and whooping in excitement. Peach clapped enthusiastically. Maybe they really did have a shot at this.  

[coffeecat1983]

If your still doing the Drabble game, 51 or 88 with Mario and Luigi please?

(Prompt #51 "I can't Breathe." was answered here)

Prompt #88 “Come here.” Mario and Luigi

       "That was fun!" Peach cheered as she, Mario, Luigi, and the Twins left the stadium. "I still don't get all the rules, but do you think we can teach the toads how to play?" The Princess had traveled to Brooklyn with the Bros to see her first baseball game. She was dressed in her casual clothes of pink shorts, a white tee and sneakers, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. The bros were in jeans with red and green tee shirts and matching baseball caps to replace their usual caps.      "I bet we could," Mario replied. "And hey, Uncle Art an' Tony taught me and Lu, you guys wanna help?"    Arthur grinned. "Are you kiddin'? That'd be a blast! We could get Bria in on it too, I bet. Maybe even get uniforms and we'd need kid-sized bats for the toads..."      "Mamma Mia," Tony groaned, "He's gonna plan a whole league before dinner!" Amid the banter and laughter, Luigi hung back and stayed quiet. Mario was a little alarmed to see he was quiet even during dinner, only speaking every so often as the idea of teaching the Mushroom Kingdom's residents baseball was brought up.    Once dinner was over and the Princess and Bros returned home, Mario decided to confront his little brother.      "What's goin' on, Lu? You've been quiet since we left the game."    Luigi stood in the entryway and gave a halfhearted shrug. "I don't think I'd be very helpful teaching baseball." As he spoke he shifted and turned his feet inward, the unconscious motion cluing Mario in.    Moving to the couch, he patted beside him. "Lu, come here." he coaxed.      "It's not like when we were kids," he continued as Luigi sat beside him. "You've been out of your braces for six years, and you're doing really well at the training course."      "I just remember at school, not being picked to play." Luigi admitted softly. "I couldn't keep up."    Mario took his hand and gave it a squeeze. "Hey, at least give it a try, huh? Who knows, you might surprise yourself. After all, you're a Super Mario Brother."    The little joke did the trick, getting the other to smile faintly.      "Okie-dokie." he agreed.

END

By "CC"

Drabble game and master list here

[weegee-simp69]

Peach's Revenge

{Mario decides to be annoying during a meeting, so Peach decides to teach him a lesson..}

This meeting was boring as fuck. Mario looked on out the arched window of Peach’s meeting office as the toads discussed their new plans to build up their army and attacks against Bowser. He knew he should be listening since he was the kingdom’s hero who often fought the turtle they were against, but Mario just couldn’t care less right now. All he wanted to do was be with his princess.

Well, Peach was there, sitting right beside him, but she was duly focused on the plans and taking notes. Mario looked over at her, her focus not breaking to look back. He decided to cause some trouble.

He snuck his hand under the arm of his chair, and poked Peach’s side. She jumped, and gave him a glare. Not much of a mean one, more of a “I fucking dare you” smirky kinda one.

He did it again. Peach barely reacted this time, clearly trying to ignore him. He poked her rib cage eliciting a squeak from her. He quickly folded his arms, and looked away as if he had no idea what was happening.

“Princess, are you okay?” Toad asked.

“Yes, Toad, carry on.”

She looked over at Mario again and he looked back at her. He couldn’t help his little grin.

She just pursed her lips, feigning annoyance.

A few more minutes passed, and the meeting was finally starting to close out. But Mario wasn’t done. While Peach stood up ready to close the meeting, Mario, sitting with his legs in his chair reached his hand up, and latched it around her hip, squeezing it. She covered her mouth as she squealed, and batted his hand away. Mario couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore, clapping and giggling like a child that accomplished something.

The toads surprisingly weren’t annoyed by this, except for Toadsworth. They all just laughed at what they witnessed, making Peach double embarrassed.

“Uhuhum.. w-we will discuss further plans later, but thank you all for coming in, you are all dismissed,” she stuttered.

The toads shuffled out all chattering and giggling at what had happened. Mario got up from his seat as Peach pushed in hers. He was ready to walk by her, but she blocked him.

“Have fun back there, big guy?” She asked folding her arms.

“Hmm kinda yeah,” Mario smiled.

“Good! Then you won’t mind me getting you back right?” Peach smiled back, though her smile was more scarily sweet than his.

He knew that smile.

Mario blushed, “o-oh, right about that-“

He turned the other way and ran around the table and out the door before she could catch him.

She didn’t take off long after, though.

The pair ran through the halls of the castle, both of them jumping around the staircases and base beams like a training course. The toads watched on in amusement. Toadsworth tried to slow his majesty down, but she wasn’t stopping for anyone. Mario wanted a chase? He was going to get one.

"Sorry dad cant stop now!" she yelled back.

Meanwhile, Mario ran down the bedroom halls, and towards Peach's room. His adrenaline was high, knowing she was probably right behind him. He swung open her bedroom door, and shut it behind him. About ten seconds later, a hand gripped the door knob on the other side, but Mario was holding it from inside.

“Open the door!” Peach giggled.

“Hm.. nah. What’s the password?” Mario teased.

“I’m gonna get you so bad!” 

“Sorry but that’s incorrec- WAH-“

Mario let go of the door knob as it swung open. Peach is always stronger than he remembers.

He got back on his feet, and ran to the other side of the bed, crouching behind it.

Peach rushed inside, ready to tackle her boyfriend, but he was nowhere. She grinned knowing he was hiding somewhere. She looked in her wardrobe, and scanned her bathroom, but nothing. Then her bedsheet moved. It was pulled a little to the side. 

She stalked over to her own bed. That’s when she saw his hat peeking above his hiding spot. She made her way over to that side of the bed slowly.

Mario suddenly hated this hiding spot, he couldn’t see where she was at all. He tried to peek over her bed, but once he made a move, she made a move. Quickly rushing him, Peach ran up, and tackled him onto her bed. Mario yelped when she caught him, then found himself laid on his stomach on the bed trying to desperately crawl away. She crawled up on after him, her fingers targeting his sides. He held back his laughter as he grabbed a pillow and threw it in her face. This did not deter her at all. She pounced on him, rolling him over and sitting on his hips. 

With all this goofiness and rough housing, Mario couldn’t help shrieking when Peach’s hands found their way to his ribs again.

“WAIT P-PEHEHEACH!!” he shouted.

“Wait for what?! You’re getting exactly what you deserve, giggle bug! Tickle tickle tickle!~” she teased back.

Mario threw his head back, laughing loudly, and covering his red face from the tease.

It didn’t take long for her to get bored of the ribs and wanted to go somewhere else. She booped his stomach with her finger, and skittered her nails across it. Mario’s laughter calmed down a bit due to him still wearing his overalls. It still tickled, but not as horrible as it would if his belly was exposed.

Unlucky for him, Peach wasn’t gonna go easy on him.

She reached up, and unbuttoned his overalls.

“N-NO DON’T YOU DARE!” he protested.

He reached his arm out and tickled her hip in retaliation. She started giggling, but it didn’t stop her. She quickly undid the other strap, and pushed his overalls down below his stomach, then lifted his red shirt up over it.

He grabbed her hands in a last ditch effort to stop her.

“Aw you really don’t know what I’m about to do? How cute,” Peach said.

She quickly took a breath, and bent down, blowing a huge raspberry right on his bellybutton. Mario snorted and let out high pitched cackles. He let go of her hands as well in favor of trying to push on her head, but the sudden raspberry left him weakened and his fight or flight response completely shattered.

“Already giving up, huh?” Peach giggled when his arms dropped to his side.

Mario shook his head frantically, “N-NO! You’ll never break me-EEEK NO-WHAHAHAHA!!”

Peach skittered her fingers up his belly and back down again.

“Oh won’t I, mister annoying poker? You poke me during a meeting, this is your punishment. Only seems fair, right? I think so! Plus I think you like this anyway so who am I to deny a cutie of his tickle tickles!~” Peach teased, her voice going higher pitched at the end.

Mario twisted his body trying to escape, while shaking his head at the accusation, but the tickling was just too draining. Especially when she scratched under his bellybutton then blew another raspberry on it. He absolutely screamed, then went silent. A huge smile plastered on his red face.

Peach stopped to let him breathe. 

“Hoo..ho.. you’re s-so mehehean, principessa…” Mario giggled breathlessly.

“I wouldn’t be calling me names if I were you..~”

“Ohoh yeah, blondie?” Mario snarked.

“Oh you are asking for me to just,” her thumbs poised on his hips, “DESTROY YOU, aren’t you!?”

She began squeezing his hips and digging into them. Mario lifted up and arched his back, his voice reaching new octaves with cackling. His hands gripped hers like a lifeline as he simply laughed his head off. 

“YAHAHAHAHA OH GOHOHOSH! PLEHEHEASE IT T-TICKLES SO BAHAHAHAD!!”

“Of course it does, silly! It’s what I’m trying to do! Kitchy kitchy coo! Aww your laugh is so adorable, I could just listen to it all day!!”

Good god she was good with her teases. Of course the tickling really.. well tickled, but her teasing was always what absolutely killed him.

Peach’s fingers switched and skittered up his sides, pinching his ribs until they reached the top of his rib cage. His arms squeezed down on her hands, but again, he always forgets her strength. She pulled her hand out, and grabbed his wrist shoving his arm up above him. He squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the feeling of her nails in his armpit, but nothing happened.

Until she suddenly snuck her hand up his shirt, and tickled his bare armpit.

“AAAAA YOU- GAAAAHHAHAHAH PEHEHEHEHEACH!!”

“Hm? What is that? Sounded like you were about to insult me?” she got closer to his face, “hm? Sorry I couldn’t hear you were you insulting me, cutie?”

Mario turned away wanting to cover his ears from these deadly teases.

“M-MAYBEHEHEHAHAHA!”

Peach laughed at this. Of course he has to be as stubborn as possible no matter what situation.

“You know, Mario, your stubbornness and snarkyness is gonna get you in some real trouble one day. Today, it’s gonna get you into even more tickly trouble! I think you need to learn a lesson,” she said as she stopped tickling his armpit and ribs.

“Nohohoho I dohohon’t..” Mario protested through giggles.

Peach ignored him, and turned around, grabbing his leg.

“NO!” Mario shouted, pulling his legs towards him.

Peach giggled, “I’ll go easy, I promise.”

“No you wohohon’t, I know you’re cruhuhuel..” Mario couldn’t help letting out the anticipation giggles that were bubbling up in his tummy.

“I can be cruel, if you deserve it.. I wonder if you do? You did tickle me in front of my greatest toads and embarrass me.. hmm..”

“Just fucking get it over wihihith!” Mario snorted.

“Well if you wanna use that language with me, then sure! Don’t worry, I’ll arrange your funeral,” she teased.

She locked his legs in her arm and scratched at his socked feet. Mario absolutely lost it. 

He covered his face as he snorted and cackled up a storm. He was absolutely not still, his legs kicked in her hold desperately trying to break out.

“P-PEACH- PLEASE NOHOHOHO NOT THERE AAAHAHAHA PEACHYHEHEHEHEHE- PLEASE- O-OKAHAHAY-!” Mario was wheezing and hiccuping at this point.

Peach scratched his toes, then let him go. He laid there limp, and a complete mess with a huge toothy smile on his face.

“Did I go too hard?” Peach asked crawling up to his face.

“Nohoho.. you’re good, don’t think I won’t get my revenge, though,” Mario threatened through gulps of air.

“Ohhh no that’s not how this works! You tickled and embarrassed me, so this was your punishment, no tickle backs,” Peach folded her arms with a smirk.

Mario sat up, “huh.. hoo.. oh yeah? I don’t remember that being in the contract.”

“What contract?”

“Exactly,” he raised his hands wiggling his fingers at her.

Peach tackled him in defense.

He screeched as her hands reached his ribs again, but he was still able to poke and tickle her sides. 

So, an all out tickle fight ensued, and the laughter from both of them didn’t stop for about an hour.

[s-creations]

Fire & Thunder - Chapter 1

The BeanBean Kingdom, one that has been in self-exile for centuries, has finally broken their silence. Arriving to the Mushroom Kingdom with the plan to help their heroes learn how to use their powers.

Training, unfortunately, was just one hurtle to jump over.

Fandom: Super Mario & Releated Fandoms, Super Mario RPG Rating: Teen and UP Audiences Relationship: Luigi/Prince Peasley, Mario/Princess Peach, Mario & Luigi & Wario & Waluigi Additional Tags: Needed Training, The Main Villain Makes An Appearance, Growing Relationships, Character Lore?, In My Stories?, It's More Likely Than You Think.

‘To the Current Ruler of the Mushroom Kingdom,

Fair Princess Peach.

I, Queen Bean, current ruler of the BeanBean Kingdom, wish to reach out to establish a hopefully peaceful connection. To prove my well meaning, I’m hopeful my Kingdom will be able to help you. 

Mainly with your heroes. 

Words among the leaves and breeze hold whispers that your heroes are capable of magic. I have citizens who hold the same powers, not as powerful as your heroes, but skillful enough to extend their wisdom. 

They will be arriving to your kingdom a week after this letter arrives. Accompanying them will be my son and future heir to the BeanBean Kingdom, Prince Peasley. They wish to remain with you until they feel that your heroes are well trained. 

I do hope this is the beginning of a wonderful and fruitful partnership between our two lands. 

To Your Wellness,

Regal Queen Bean’

The Toad that had been reading from the rolled parchment let out a shaky breath as they finished. Shivering as they allowed the pent up nervousness to be released. Wide eyes going to Princess Peach, who was tense upon her throne. 

The entire hall felt close to a nervous breakdown. 

Mario and Luigi being the only exception to this uncomfortable atmosphere. Worried eyes darting around the room, attempting to find an answer before landing on each other. Sharing a shrug of confusion. 

Peach, on her part, let out a slow breath before standing and offering a smile to the nervous room. “Well, this is wonderful news! We’ll be playing host to such a powerful kingdom. This is what we need in order to put up a strong defense against Bowser. Let’s prepare for them to arrive.”

As Peach continued to delegate tasks, Mario and Luigi were gently pulled towards the hallway. The other pair of brothers looked grim as they led. Toadsworth gestured them all in before closing the door, waiting nervously. 

“Is…anyone going to explain what’s going on?” Mario eventually voiced.

Toadsworth weakly waved his hand while mumbling, “We need to wait for the princess before we discuss this.”

Peach arrived a few moments later. Her warm smile quickly disappeared when the door closed once more. “Oh goodness… Is this really happening?”

“Apparently,” Wario barely whispered.

“But isn’t this what we wanted?” Toadsworth voiced.

“Yes,” Peach gave a small whine, “But I assumed it would be the Jungle or Desert Kingdom first. This plan didn’t start with the BeanBean Kingdom.”

“Would someone be so kind as to explain to us what we’re talking about?” Mario cautiously raised his voice. 

“Oh, of course, I apologize,” Peach said softly, “We’ve talked to you about the war that defeated the last Koopa ruler. But we’ve never gone into details of the kingdoms that helped with that defeat.”

“Is the BeanBean Kingdom some place to worry about?” 

“Well, yes, they are rather powerful.”

“Or they were,” Wario added, “Until it was destroyed.”

Peach quickly shook her head, “They could still have the BeanStar.”

“Don’t you think if they did, they would use it to stop all of this?”

“If the books are as accurate as they are, then you know the use of its ability before nearly destroyed everything. I would be afraid to use it!”

“So, would that really make them that powerful?”

“Guys!” Mario called out, “Still very confused.”

“Right, right, sorry,” Peach let out another sign before continuing, “We’ve told you about the origins of the war with the Koopa Kingdom. It was quite literally them versus every kingdom who had an ability to fight back. One being the BeanBean Kingdom. They hold a very powerful artifact called the BeanStar, an item that can grant the holder any wish they want.”

“I’m going to assume it was used during this war. What happened?”

“It’s unsure of what was asked of it,” Wario continued, “But the BeanStar more or less…it blew up. Knocking out a good chunk of the Koopa Army with it. But the BeanBean Kingdom was hit hard as well. They slunk back to their borders and put up powerful barriers to keep everyone away after that battle.”

Luigi frowned, “So…no one’s conversed with them…for years?”

“Try centuries,” said Toadsworth, “We have no idea what kind of monarch we’re dealing with now.”

“We could be in luck,” Mario argued, “They’re sending someone here with the intent to help us. If anything, we need someone who knows about our abilities. Training lately has become…”

“Stagnant,” Luigi concluded.

“It doesn’t help that all we’ve focused on is ‘suppressing’ instead of using.”

“But we don’t know what their motives are,” Toadsworth said quickly, “While jumping to conclusions isn’t beneficial towards the situation, there may be other motives involved here. Why would now be the time to reach out?”

“Because…of us?” Mario said while pointing towards himself and Luigi.

“Possibly hoping to take our means of protection for themselves.”

“We get that you're paranoid, old man,” Waluigi stepped in, “But you’re not making the situation better. If they’re willing to help, then we need to take it. Especially if this means we have somewhat of an advantage over Bowser.”

“We’ll just have to focus on being gracious hosts. Welcome them and try to make that much needed connection. We need them on our side.” Peach concluded.

Toadsworth turned to Mario and Luigi, “You two are going to have to represent our Kingdom as you are the heroes of this land.”

Well…wasn’t that just terrifying to hear. 

The week went by faster than anyone expected or enjoyed. Toadsworth being the physical reminder of how tense everyone was. Starting every day with double checking on every factor he could think of before running through his caution list. Which was really just a list of his creations that covered the worst case situations they could face. 

The day before, Peach offered (more like begged) that the brothers stay in the castle. 

“That way you’re just here. No worries about…traffic and what not.” She explained with a wobbly smile. 

It was a weak reason, but they understood the request. 

Even with how comfortable the bed was, Mario couldn’t sleep. Resting on his back while staring up at the dark canopy. He couldn’t hear Luigi’s snoring. 

“...You worried too?” Mario whispered into the darkness.

“...Yeah. It was scary enough when we were just heroes. Now we’re representing the kingdom? For another kingdom that’s been secretive for so long? And we’re being trained by people we know nothing of with powers we can barely use? It’s…It’s a lot.” 

“Yeah…it is…”

Cautiously reaching out, Mario gently grabbed onto Luigi’s wrist. Pulling his brother closer until Luigi was tucked under the older twin’s chin. The younger using Mario’s chest as a pillow. Arms wrapped around the other with Mario gently combing his fingers through Luigi’s hair. 

“We’ll be okay,” Mario said softly, “We stick together and it’ll all turn out fine. A new adventure, right?”

“...That meaning is so different from when we were in Brooklyn.”

“Yeah, it does. But I mean it. We’ll be fine.”

Luigi didn’t verbally reply. Instead trying to shuffle closer, tightening his grip around his brother.

“...Let’s try and get some sleep.”

They were both exhausted when morning arrived. Slowly shuffling out of bed and getting dressed, Mario tried to offer Luigi a comforting smile. But his nerves were seeping through and the comfort didn’t appear. 

Wario and Waluigi looked just as exhausted as the twins felt. However, they were far better put together. While Mario and Luigi wore their famous overalls with coordinating red and green shirts and hats. The other brothers were wearing…well…

“Are you in a suit?” Mario asked with a smile growing. This question aimed directly at Wario.

“Unfortunately.”

“Your hair l-looks nice.” Luigi attempted to give some positives to the clearly uncomfortable brother. The normally tangled locks that were hidden by a yellow cap were now brushed and slicked back. 

Waluigi, who looked far more comfortable, placed a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “It’s just for a few hours. You’ll be fine.”

“I’m going to suffocate.” Was the sharp reply back.

Breakfast was a quiet affair. No matter how chipper Peach attempted to be, it was clear she was as stressed, if not more, as everyone else was. So none of her words uplifted their terrified spirits. 

Once the plates were taken, the large group walked outside to the large stairs that lead up to the castle. Toadsworth rushed around, instructing as to where everyone needed to stand. The guard lining everywhere, Peach and Toadsworth at the lower set of the stairs to properly greet the visitors. The brothers were further back. Lined up so that Wario and Waluigi would be introduced first as the current mentors while Mario and Luigi would be saved for last. 

The minutes felt like hours as they waited. Mario swears his heart was beating so loudly that everyone could hear it.

Soon the sound of approaching footsteps filled the air. The first to crest the hill was a few rows of soldiers, three to each. Dressed in silver armor, a green smiling face carved into the chest plate. Carrying spears and large shields. Following the first section of soldiers was a large carriage. Vivid green and bean shaped on golden wheels with similarly colored accents. Pulling along by (as what could only be described as) flying, bean-link creatures. 

It was…strange.

The carriage, flanked from the front and back by the same looking beanish soldiers, stopped before the stairs. Right before Peach and Toadsworth. One soldier broke away from the ranks to open the opulent golden door.

First to emerge were two rather translucent beings. One red, one green, dressed similarity. Or rather held a similar appearance. It was unclear if they were dressed or if it was just ‘thicker’ skin that was a different color than their pale blue skin. Their hair appeared to be that of the Earth’s version of a jellyfish. They gave a small bow to Peach before stepping to the side.

The final traveler stepped out at this time. Vivid green skin complemented well with the fine, golden hair that framed his face. Warm brown eyes crinkled at the corners due to his smile. Fine garments of white and red with accents of gold draped over his form. A stylish rapier resting casually at his hip. 

Peach stepped forward as the new trio reached the foot of the stairway. Offering a small curtsy before announcing, “Welcome, Prince Peasley of the BeanBean Kingdom. It’s wonderful to see you here, I hope your journey went well.”

“Very much so,” Prince Peasley responded with a clear voice, "Thank you for the warm welcome, Princess Peach of the Mushroom Kingdom. Allow me the honor of introducing Merri and Gigi, our own users of Firebrand and Thunderhand abilities.”

“Welcome to you both as well.”

Mario was pulled out of the conversation when Wario tapped his arm. “Fix your face, it’s scrunched up.”

“Is he…a bean?” Mario whispered back.

“The prince? Yeah, kind of in the name of the kingdom he hails from.”

“Peach isn’t a mushroom.”

“But the Toads are. The king was.”

“Oh… Hey Lu, what do you-” Mario faltered when, looking at his brother, he found Luigi with wide eyes. Chest puffed up with shoulders raised as if to make himself seem taller. Cheeks slowly growing a deep shade of red. Eyes practically shining.

Mario’s eyes darted between Luigi and the guests, taking a few moments to understand the situation. Getting his ultimate answer when the prince casually flipped his hair back with a warm laugh and Luigi letting out a choked gasp. 

It was Wario’s turn to have his arm hit.

“What.” He breathed out through the side of his mouth.

“Look! Look at Luigi!” Mario frantically whispered, sounding absolutely thrilled. 

Curious, Wario leaned over to get a better look at Luigi. Finding the younger twin absolutely love struck, eyes still on Peasley. Realization dawned on Wario’s quickly and a wide smile stretched across his face. 

He was less subtle with getting Waluigi’s attention. Enough so that Toadsworth flashed a warning glare at the duo before facing forward again.

“What?” Waluigi hissed out.

Wario just jerked his head towards Luigi. The other brother’s attention darted over to the younger twin. 

A smirk slowly formed on his face.

Unaware of what was transpiring, Luigi's attention was solely focused on Peasley. The moment the prince had stepped out, the younger twin felt his heart start to race. Electricity surging through him as a blush dusted over his cheeks. The only thought bouncing around the human’s brain was ‘He’s beautiful’. 

The cloud of fascination fell away hearing a few chuckles and small noises of excitement from his side. Luigi turning to find Mario and the other brothers staring right back at him. Each in a varying degree of excitement and knowing smugness.

A new type of terror settled in Luigi’s stomach.

“Mario-”

“You like him!” Mario gleefully whispered.

“Don’t, please don’t-”

“What’s your first move going to be?” Wario leaned over, using Mario as a place to rest his arm, who didn’t seem to mind. “I know a few good ones if you’re stuck.”

“He hasn’t even talked to us yet-”

“I’m taunting you relentlessly about this until you ask him out.” Waluigi stated smugly. 

Luigi frantically gripped onto the sides of his hat. “Please don’t do this. It’s nothing, really, it’s just-”

“And here we have the main four you’ll be working with.” Peach’s voice cut through the whispering argument. Louder than normal, no doubt to inform that brothers they were finally approaching. 

They quickly stood back in their original lineup. Luigi now shaking nervously as Peach introduced the other brother’s first. 

“Wario and Waluigi have been our heroes' acting mentors.” 

“Wonderful to meet you both,” Peasley beamed as he shook their hands, “I’m to assume you’re both well versed in fighting formations.”

“Not at all.” Wario replied. 

“Oh, well, what about battle strategies?”

“None.” Waluigi answered this time.

“...So…how were you two selected for this role then?”

“Opportunity.”

“Harassment.”

Toadsworth buried his face in his hand. Merri rolled her eyes, clearly unimpressed, as Gigi gave a quick but covered snort. 

“Well…either way, I’m sure we’ll have much to share with each other.” Peasley said with a smile. Which faltered hearing Merri and Gigi giggling softly. They fell quiet when their prince flashed them a warning frown.

“Wonderfully said,” Peach quickly interjected and pulled the prince away, “Here are our heroes of the Mushroom Kingdom.”

Peasley’s attention was drawn to Mario fist. Who tilted his hat before shaking hands with the prince. “Mario, at your service. Thank you for arriving to help us.”

“Wonderful to meet you. You’re…human, are you not?”

“Very much so.”

“How interesting. And you are the holder of the…”

“Firebrand.”

“Excellent! I can’t wait to see your strength in action.”

“Well, if strength is what you’re interested in, then you’re going to be super impressed by what my brother can do.” Taking over the introductions, Mario wrapped his arm around Luigi’s shoulders to pull him closer.

Peasley’s regal appearance fell once more as his attention turned towards Luigi. Not of disappointment, but one of…interest. Eyes widening as they take in the sheepishly smiling hero in green. His own mouth parting slightly as a light dusting of blue appeared on his cheeks.

The stunned stupor he was in was broken when Merri gently placed a hand on his shoulder with a whisper of, “Sire?”

“Oh, u-um, yes, wonderful to meet you as well.” Peasley attempted to recover quickly. Smile returned, but not as strong as it had been before. “Uh, if I may ask…is it true that you were able to capture a Boo?”

Before Luigi could answer, Wario entered the conversation. “A Boo? A Boo? Just one? How about a whole army captured along with their big creepy king. That’s what Luigi did.”

The younger brother laughed nervously as his shoulder was shaken vigorously, “Heh, ah, well…”

“He was also able to fend off a pod of Blue Piranha Plants,” Waluigi added, “Using nothing but his Thunderhand and a hammer.”

“Blue variety? Goodness, those are extremely dangerous. We avoid them the best we can back in my kingdom.” Peasley said, sounding very impressed.

Luigi continued to laugh weakly, “Uh…I suppose so.”

“Well, I am very excited to work alongside such powerful heroes.”

The green dressed twin twitched nervously as the prince presented his hand to be shaken once more. Relaxing slightly, Luigi reached out to gently take it in his own. Only for a large bolt of electricity arched from one hand to the other. Causing both of them to let out painful cries and parting quickly.

Luigi’s wide eyes filled with fear focused on Peasley. Who seemed surprised as the sisters and a very frantic Toadsworth worried over the prince’s hand.

“...Well, what a shocking introduction that was,” Waluigi’s smirk was quickly wiped away when Wario elbowed him hard in the gut. The taller brother letting out a pained wheeze. 

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“Luigi, please don’t suffocate yourself.” Mario sighed softly as he listened to his brother let out a long whine.

Said brother was stretched fully across one of the many cushioned couches placed in the library. Face smushed into the remaining pillow that had not been thrown off in his self pity state. “Just let me die here. I don’t want to go on.”

“So you embarrassed yourself in front of new royalties that we’re trying to impress to make a strong connection with so we can create a powerful army against Bowser and one that you’re clearly interested in as such that caused your powers to flare up and hurt them. Big deal. It could be worse.” Wario’s smile slipped when Mario and Luigi glared at him.

Waluigi, who was casually leaning on the nearest bookshelf, let out a heavy sigh before saying, “I think what my thick skulled brother’s trying to inform you is that you don’t have to be worried. Prince Peasley knows of your ability, so he shouldn't be too surprised. Besides, he seemed smitten by you.”

“Yeah, before my powers did me dirty.” Luigi groaned softly. Face going back to be buried in his pillow. 

“You didn’t really give him a chance to really say anything to you.”

“More like Toadsworth pulled the royals away before you could even look his way again.” Wario huffed. 

“I think I damaged whatever thin bridge of a connection had started to be built.” Came the muffled groan of Luigi.

Mario heavily sighed at that. Sliding off the arm of the couch to pull his brother to sit up. “Alright, enough of this. You’re just embarrassed, it happens, we’re going to move on from it. We have a job to do.”

Luigi’s brow furrowed, eyes lowering to the floor. “...Maybe I just avoided a huge mistake anyway.”

“Don’t think like that.” The red dressed hero immediately dropped his voice to a whisper. 

“You know it’s true.”

“It’s not.”

Wario and Waluigi side eyes each other. Exchanging worried looks knowing they were clearly missing something. Before Waluigi could silently tell his brother to keep his mouth shut, Wario blurted out,

“What are you two talking about?”

Luigi nervously looked over, clearly unsure of what to say. Only for another noise to pull their focus. A few furiously excited barks sounded down the hall before disappearing. 

“Was that Polterpup?” Waluigi asked.

The younger twin stood quickly, the self-defeating look replaced with one of concern. “Oh no, I haven’t worked with Polterpup on greeting guests! They were supposed to stay home. Oh, this isn’t good.”

Luigi was out of the library before anyone else could comment. 

Wario turned to Mario to ask, “Are you going to explain all of that?”

Giving a gentle shake of his head, Mario replied with, “You’ll have to ask Luigi.”

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Cautious footsteps gently padded against the carpeted floor. Luigi slowly made his way down the long hallways. Trying to keep his cool while straining his ears to listen out for a familiar bark.

“Come on Polterpup, where are you?” he whispered fearfully, “I don’t think our guests will be appreciative of a ghost dog just running around.”

Luigi let out a small sigh, “If they weren’t thinking about pulling out before, I’m sure they will if they see you. What a nightmare this is becoming…”

There were a few eager yips coming from around the next corner. Luigi instantly recognized the sound as Polterpup’s playful back. Given a split second to hope that the spectral pup had found some of the Toad guards and not-

“You’re very friendly, aren’t you?”

Luigi halted just before turning the corner. His entire form tensing up hearing the new yet familiar voice of Peasley.

“Of course,” the human whined softly, “Of course he would find Polterpup. Why can’t I catch a break?”

He cautiously peeked around the corner. Finding Polterpup happily laying on their back, resting at the prince’s feet. Peasley smiling softly as he ran his hand over the exposed belly. Laughing at Polterpup’s excitement.

Luigi noted that said hand was wrapped in medical dressings.

Pulling back, Luigi let out a slow sigh. “Okay, he’s not panicking. That’s good…right? How do I approach this? What will he think if he knows Polterpup’s my pet? Wow, the human can’t use his abilities and has a ghost dog that’s barely trained. Ugh, I’ll have to face that reality eventually.”

“Maybe it will be better received with Peach around? If Polterpup’s brought to her, she could soften the blow of…everything. Maybe. Is it really that bad? I should-”

Luigi was broken from his musings when Polterpup phased through the floor. Jumping at the spectral pup barking happily upon finding their owner. Who immediately picked Polterpup up.

“Polterpup, what are you doing? I told you to stay home!”

“Don’t be too upset. They were just eager to make a new friend.” There was another twitch of surprise as Peasley stepped around the corner. Offering a warm smile to the panicked human.

“P-Prince Peasley, I-I was, um,” Luigi wrapped his arms tighter around Polterpup, “H-How are you feeling?”

“Just fine, nothing to worry about. I’ll be right as rain in no time.”

“Oh, well, t-that’s wonderful to hear. Do you need help getting to the Grand Hall? O-Or I’m sure Toadsworth is offering his castle tour. We c-could find them and-”

“Well,” Peasley looked sheepish suddenly, “I’m actually…trying to find the gardens.”

Luigi blinked, “Oh...I…could…take you there?”

“Would you? I would be absolutely grateful for your help.”

“S-Sure, no problem. Just…follow me.”

Polterpup wiggled out of Luigi’s hold. Happily taking the lead as the trio made their way through the wide halls. 

“So, Polterpup is your pet?” Peasley asked.

“Um, y-yeah. How’d you know?”

“I heard your comment about him needing to stay home.”

“Oh…”

“As well as your furious comments to yourself about allowing Princess Peach to inform me. A rather interesting plan.”

Whatever higher powered being was believed in here, please strike him down.

Luigi did his best not to stumble over his feet in embarrassment upon learning how much Peasley had heard. “U-Uh, so-sorry, I didn’t m-mean-”

“You’re fine. I understand your trepidation,” Peasley quickly appeased, “There’s a lot riding on this visit.”

“Suppose so… Oh, I-I need to thank you and your kingdom for your willingness to help.”

“No thanks are necessary. If it means helping you and your brother, as well as the Mushroom Kingdom, then we are more than happy to be here.”

There was a pause in the conversation as Luigi opened the double glass doors that lead to their destination. Peasley unable to hold back a gasp of excitement when he saw the gardens stretched before them. Clearly enamored by the numerous colors and flowers gently swaying in the gentle breeze.

“This is wonderful.” Peasley whispered, leaning over the stone banner as much as he could to take it all in. 

Luigi smiled softly. Heart and stomach doing interesting twists and flips as he cautiously stood next to the prince. 

“You, um, you like plants?”

“A bit more than ‘like’, to be honest. My entire kingdom is based around agriculture. We grow as many kinds of fruit and vegetation that you can think of. I, however, have further fascination with flowers.” 

“Really?”

“Mhm, I have my own garden filled with roses. I’ve been taking care of them since my father’s passing.”

“O-Oh, I’m so sorry, I-I didn’t-” Luigi felt like he almost swallowed his tongue when he stopped talking so quickly hearing Peasley let out a gentle laugh. 

“Please, don’t worry, you couldn’t have known. He’s…been gone for a while.”

“Still…I’m sorry for your loss.”

“...Thank you.”

Luigi smiled weakly, eventually clearing his throat and asking, “Would you like to take a closer look?”

“Mmm…no, I believe I should wait for the princess first before doing so. I’m fine up here…” 

He wasn’t sure if he was imagining things, but Luigi could have sworn there was more that Peasley wanted to say. But nothing else was. Instead, the quiet was comforting as they watched as Polterpup happily chased after a few birds among the foliage. 

“May I ask you something?” Peasley eventually asked, head tilted closer to Luigi with his eyes still trained on the gardens.

“Um…s-sure?”

“Well, I guess it’s more of a clarification?” 

Luigi couldn’t help but laugh softly at Peasley’s smile. “Sure, what can I clarify for you?”

“I guess…I feel so weird asking this. But can you tell me what happened? When the Boos attacked here.”

“Oh…sure.”

“I mean, only if you feel that you want to,” Peasley quickly attempted to backtrack, “I didn’t mean anything, I was just curious so-”

“No, you’re okay, I understand! I-I’ve been told this isn’t a really normal occurrence for this…place. Uh, it’s just, where do you want me to start? There’s a lot to go through.” 

“Any point, really, I don’t mind.” Peasley leaned on his hand, brown eyes now shining as their focus stayed on Luigi. 

So…Luigi talked. Starting with the first time that Mario met the Boos and what that meant. Both with the bite and gaining a mentor with Wario. How Wario and Luigi met, Waluigi’s grand entrance, and how the other pair of brother’s started watching over the twins.

First time they used their abilities.

When E. Gadd entered into their lives. 

How King Boo had captured Mario and turned the Mushroom Castle into a terrifying maze.

When Luigi used the Poltergust the first time. 

How Luigi learned that his ability was able to keep him safe. 

How King Boo called him out for a final showdown.

And finally how Luigi was able to trap King Boo.

“I just…use the Thunderhand to power up the Poltergust and the picture frame and…” Luigi rolled his hands around the other before giving a small shrug, “King Boo was sucked in and trapped in the picture frame. Still there…unless something happened to E. Gadd. I should probably call him. Uh, anyway, that’s pretty much what happened.”

He looked over to see if Peasley was still even awake at this point. Only to find the prince staring at him in absolute fascination. “Um, Prince Peasley?”

“Oh, sorry, I was just so enthralled,” Peasley laughed softly, “I had heard stories from others before arriving here. Honestly, it was nothing more than rumors. I- We’ve been fascinated with what you and your brother have been able to accomplish. With the latest being that of your triumph over King Boo. Hearing you talk about it, talk about everything, it’s so…inspiring.”

“Uh, really? I’m sure as a prince you’ve seen a few things.” Luigi replied weakly. 

Peasley’s smile turned to one of embarrassment. But he was unable to respond when another voice called out the prince’s name.

“Prince Peasley, there you are!”

Luigi tensed when Merri and Gigi came rushing out of the double doors. Toadsworth quickly followed behind with Peach casually bringing up the rear. 

“What are you doing out here? We were so worried when we couldn’t find you in the medical wing.” Merri and Gigi spoke at the same time. Each pulling the prince’s wrapped hand up gently. 

“I’m sorry, that wasn’t my intention,” Peasley attempted to calm them, “I was just-”

“Master Luigi, why would you bring our guest out in the open!” Toadsworth huffed as he stepped forward. Luigi’s already raised shoulders climbed further, ears turning a deep red. 

Peasley quickly responded with, “I was attempting to find the gardens when I left the medical wing. I asked for Luigi’s help when we came across each other in the hallway. Please don’t be upset with him.”

This caused Toadsworth to falter, a little flustered by the confession. Peach taking the chance to step into the conversation. 

“We were just concerned by your absence,” Peach said, “We’re happy to know Luigi was able to keep you company for the time.”

Luigi felt the heat move from his ears to his cheeks as Peasley offered a smile to the human, replying with, “As am I.”

The group flinched as Polterpup appeared once more. Peasley laughing as the new arrival gave a small whine as if upset they had not also received praise. 

“You were wonderful as well.”

“Now that the worries have been had, shall we get you all settled in properly?” Toadsworth gently gestured for the group to head back inside.

Peach remained back, mainly to wait for Peasley. Only to be quietly surprised as she watched said prince gently claim one of Luigi’s hands. Bowing his head to have the back of it to gently touch the prince’s forehead. 

“Thank you for staying with me. I look forward to hearing more stories and seeing your strength tomorrow.”

“I-uh- O-Of course.” Luigi replied weakly with a small smile.

Peasley released the human’s hand with a warm smile, turning to join Peach. Who was pointedly looking away as if not aware of the moment. 

However, as the doors closed behind the royalty, Peach narrowed her attention on the visiting prince. Peasley looked very pleased but flustered as well. As if not believing in his own forwardness. A content smile lay across his face. 

Quickly looking back, Peach found that Luigi had not moved. Staring at his hand in fascination. Unaware of Polterpup pawing at their human’s leg. 

It took everything for Peach to not let out a squeal of joy.

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The next day began with the three brothers practically dragging Wario out of his bed. Who was complaining about having to, once again, wear another stupid, stuffy outfit.

“It’s about being presentable,” Waluigi argued back. 

“We’re going to be training!” Wario gruffly argued back.

“Not us! We’re going to be on the sidelines with Peach and the rest!”

“This is torture!”

“Get up you giant baby!”

It took about an hour for the four of them to arrive for breakfast. Toadsworth was not impressed by their tardiness. Their guests, however, seemed unbothered by it. Peasley actually pulled Luigi into a quiet conversation the moment the human sat down. Who was a little sheepish at first but opened up the further their conversation went on.

Waluigi, on his part, turned to the jellyfish sisters. “Don’t suppose you’d be up to telling us what this training day is going to start with?” 

“It’s the same training we were given,” Merri answered, “We mainly want to see what they’re currently capable of doing, as well to make sure they can easily call upon their abilities. We’re not going to go too crazy at this time.”

“Okay…but what exactly does that…mean?”

“It’s rather hard to explain it to a non-holder. The most we can suggest is to just watch.” Gigi replied with a soft giggle.

“Alright…”

After all had their fill, the large group that also consisted of BeanBean soldiers and Toad guards made their way to the outside training grounds. Peach, Toadswroth, and Peasley taking seats under a large umbrella type mushroom. Wario and Waluigi situated nearby with the older gently tugging at the button-up collar. Merri and Gigi lead the way to the center to the flattened ground with the twins following close behind. 

“Given how reportedly strong your powers are, we decided that outside training would be best to start,” said Merri, “We would like to begin this by stating that, while we are not trained fighters, we are gifted in using these abilities.”

Gigi continued with, “We are well versed in the knowledge of both abilities. Our current goal for you both is to have complete control of your abilities. So you may use them to their full potential. Whether that’s for everyday occurrences or for fighting.”

“These powers are meant to be an extension of you and should be treated as such.”

At this, Merri moved closer to Mario. Gently lifting the hero’s arm up. She gently had her right hand travel from the crook of Mairo’s elbow up to his wrist, increasing the pressure at that point. Mario couldn’t hold back the wince feeling the tight pressure. A deep burning felt in his chest, a familiar one.

The intense massage ended when Merri’s hand moved the pressure to Mario’s palm. Both flinched back, Merri more than Mario, when the very same hand erupted into flames. The largest stream of flames the majority of that crowd had even seen before. A few even let out ‘Oohs’ and ‘Awws’ at the sight. 

“Very, very impressive!” Merri gleefully stated, “I’ve not seen such power held in many before. Granted, I only know of three holders in recent years. But the point still stands that this is amazing!”

Mario remained quiet as Merri moved to his other hand. Listening with interest as she said, “I’m aware that you’ve used Fire Flowers before. While the Firebrand seems similar, it’s also very different. First obvious being it never runs out. As long as your fire burns, the Firebrand will remain with you.”

“If handled uncaringly, Firebrand can cause a lot of damage. Fire is wild if left unkempt, destroying whatever it can reach. You need to keep your focus. You’ll be able to change its directions, create shapes and forms.”

“Like fireballs?” Mario asked. 

Merri laughed softly and nodded, “Very much so, but even more than that. My focus for you is giving you allowance to control the fire in any form. Whether it’s still in your hands or cut away from you.” 

“You are another story,” Gigi said to Luigi, “Thunderhand is also about control. However, you have a vastly different concern. The energy you release acts like that of lightning. It bounces, arches, and dances in every way it can. Holding it close will do you no good. But releasing it will result in a burst of rampant energy that will destroy everything in its path.”

“O-Oh…o-okay, great.” Luigi’s voice shook. 

“In order to get past this, you have to learn how to use yourself as a conduit. While not every bolt will follow, you will have the maneuver needed in at least somewhat of a direction. Because…”

Just as Merri did, Gigi applied a generous amount of pressure to Luigi’s palm. If Mario’s fire was a show, Luigi’s energy was a spectacle. The area even seemed to darken as the burst illuminated the area. 

Gigi let out a cheerful cry of glee, hands clapping. “Oh, amazing! Absolutely amazing! Your strength seems to hold no limit. Truly a hidden gem.”

Luigi didn’t reply. Eyes still up at the sky where the bolt had hit its peak, swallowing weakly.

“Now, if we’re going to begin, we need to start fresh. Fully fresh,” Marri and Gigi met back up to stand directly in front of the twins, “You both need to remove your gloves.” 

That caused a good portion of the audience to tense.

“Wait, what?” Mario asked weakly.

“We need you to remove your gloves.”

“I-Is that really the smartest choice?” Luigi spoke next, “I-It’s kind of the reason we have…control over these powers.”

“Did you not defeat King Boo by removing your gloves?” Gigi commented.

“S-Sure, but I s-still had to worry of hurting someone or d-damaging something.”

“Understand, this is not to make you uncomfortable,” Merri quickly took over, “You need to get used to how the full extent of that power feels flowing through you. We’re just testing for now. The moment it becomes too much, the gloves can go back on.”

From the corner of his eye, Mario saw Wario waving his arms in the air to get his attention. The older brother, quietly, but with very wide and obvious movements, pointedly gave his ‘comment’. Gesturing to Luigi, then Mario, then grasping onto Waluigi’s hand. Who was very unhappy about being roped into Wario’s…whatever this was. 

Even with the slight confusion at the beginning, Mario eventually understood. Giving a sharp nod. 

If all else fails, Mario and Luigi could cancel each other’s powers out.

“Okay,” said Mario, “Let’s try it.”

“Just be mindful, this is just a test.” Merri attempted to comfort, “We’ll pull back the moment it becomes too much.”

The twin’s both nervously removed the gloves. Both letting out surprised gasps as their powers fully hit them. It had been awhile since they’d felt this. Mario tried to keep himself level as a few flames escaped from his mouth. Luigi unable to hold back his shaking as he felt the energy travel up and down his spine.

“Goodness…” Gigi gasped softly.

“This is much more than what we were expecting.” Merri agreed. 

“W-What-” Mario coughed softly at the smoke he tasted on his tongue, “What do we need to do now?”

“Close your eyes and slow your breathing. You need to find your core, your center, where your power is being stored.”

They did as instructed. Both falling into a contented and calm focus. It was honestly a little awkward at first. As they had no idea what they were supposed to be looking or feeling for. The back of their minds holding a small reminder that they probably looked like idiots just standing there. 

But they did eventually fall into a comfortable rhythm, slowly feeling something heavy resting between their chest and stomach. A steady pulse, not a heartbeat, but something that beats in tandem with it.

“Found it,” They responded at the same time, eyes still closed.

Wario and Waluigi mentally noticed they sounded as if they were in a trance.

“Describe it to us.” Gigi whispered her request.

“A beat…a pulse?” Luigi replied.

“It sounds like another heartbeat.” Mario stated.

“Excellent,” said Merri, “Now, Gig and I are going to step forward to help. Keep your breathing steady. Keep your focus.”

Neither flinched as Merri and Gigi moved their hands. Having them cup together just below their sternum. Keeping their own hands pressed underneath the brother’s.

“Alright, we’re going to help you on this next part,” said Gigi, “You’re going to slowly call upon your power until your hands hold a small portion of it.” 

“We’re going to help you draw it out. To keep in control and so you know what it feels like.” Merri concluded.

“Okay,” the twins calmly replied. 

It was the first time, for a while, that the twin’s neutral faces shifted. Flinching in slight pain before brows furrowed in concentration as their powers were slowly pulled out. Mario’s turning into the familiar form of a fireball. Except it was a vivid red instead of the well known orange. For Luigi, Waluigi mumbled out, “Plasma ball? Interesting.” The sphere of energy held small arches of electricity bouncing around it. If it was held instead of floating, it no doubt would have weighed a ton. 

The growth of both continued until the power formed to the size of a small ball. At that point, Merri and Gigi pulled away. Mario and Luigi finally opened their eyes. Just barely stopping themselves from falling onto their faces.

The orbs fluctuated slightly before calming once more.

“So, how are you two feeling?” Gigi asked. 

“A little strange…but okay.” Mario calmly replied. 

“It’s not as…intense as before,” Luigi added, “I think this is the most collected I’ve felt with this before.”

“That’s wonderful to hear! I will admit, your ability looks far different that what I expected,” This comment was directed towards Mario.

“Uh, yeah, I figured. It’s not like a Fire Flower.” Mario nervously chuckled, eyes on the fire he was holding.

“Well, I’m more comparing it to Bowser’s fire.”

“Wait, what?”

Merri, possibly unaware of the stressful situation, casually continued on with, “Oh, did no one tell you this? Perhaps it wasn’t known in this kingdom. The Firebrand ability comes from the Koopa lineage. Lord Bowser is the other being who holds this ability, and with strength equal to yours. Granted, he expels it through his mouth while yours is controlled by your hands. But, still, the similarities in strength is interesting.”

“I…what?”

Now Merri heard the trepidation in the hero’s voice. “Did…no one tell you of this?”

“No!” The three around Mario jumped back as the fireball erupted. Now engulfing both arms. 

As if responding in kind to Mario’s panic, Luigi’s own ability snapped. The orb of energy gave out a small pop before charging out. Merri and Gigi darting further away at the ground starting to crack and fracture, the energy breaking it apart. 

Wario and Waluigi quickly pulled Peach, Peasley, and Toadsworth back. The rest of the audience scrambled as the cracks crawled further out. 

It happened in a span of a few seconds. The dust settled to reveal the twins in a newly formed crater. Luigi having his arms wrapped around Mario in a death grip. Small bolt of energy arching around Luigi’s form. Smoke pouring out of Mario’s mouth. 

Taking a deep breath, Luigi quietly said, “M-Mario?”

Whatever stupor the red dressed hero was in broke hearing his name. Mario pulled away with a sharp jerk. Doing his best to squash the broken feeling stirring in his stomach at Luigi’s fearful look. Instead, he tugged his gloves back on as he stumbled out of the crater. 

Upon reaching the top, Mario lifted his head. Eyes scanning to find his quickest escape route. Feeling another part of his soul breaking upon seeing the Toads flinching away. 

His breathing became ragged. 

Unable to stop the smoke billowing out of his mouth.

He reached his lowest point when he saw Peach. Who was being held back by a worried looking Wario. The princess’ eyes wide and filled with…fear?

He couldn’t stay there any longer. 

Mario pulled his cap down and rushed out of the training area. Disappearing into the castle proper as Luigi finally climbed his way out. Watching until Mario was gone and then it was his turn to take in the fearful audience. Crossing his arms to hide his hands away, Luigi slowly backed away. Very aware of the eyes following him. Unable to look anywhere but ahead of him, in fear of seeing how everyone was looking at him. 

How Peasley was looking at him.

Was he impressed with the uncontrollable power now?

While he didn’t run, Luigi left as quickly as his shaky legs would carry him. Hiding himself away in the surrounding garden. 

“Go look after Mario, we got this handled,” Wario whispered to Peach. 

Peach gave a short nod and left. Head held high as she passed her citizens and followed Mario’s footsteps. 

Peasley stumbled slightly as he was nudged towards the gardens. Turning back with a raised brow to Waluigi in quiet confusion. 

“You’re not going to believe me now. But your words are going to hold better meaning than from any of us.” The tallest brother explained. 

“...Very well.” Peasley said calmly. Straightening himself out before rushing towards the gardens. 

“You two!” Wario called out. Pointing at Merri and Gigi. Who bristled at being addressed so harshly. “We four need to have a bit of a talk. Now.”

Merri sniffed, but nodded slowly. “Very well.”

“Someone…try and clean this up?” Waluigi weakly suggested. Gesturing to the damaged area as they moved away.

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Bubbling lava always held a calming effect for him. Even if it was more often seen as a river of destruction, that’s what he liked about it. Something slow moving that people took little notice of. Until it started a fire, or burned down a forest, or cooked something alive. Then they started paying attention and began cursing for not doing so sooner. 

How they just assumed they were safe…

“Lord Bowser?” 

Fiery red eyes snapped open. Taking in the magma and lava covered land below momentarily before the hulking Koopa form turned away from the arched opening. Turning to find Kamek standing behind the King, holding his wand tightly in his hands. 

“Our spies have returned with a rather interesting report.” said Kamek, answering Bowser’s unsaid question. 

“Interesting, you say? Do tell.” Bowser said, turning his full attention to his right hand Koopa. 

“Representatives of the BeanBean Kingdom have arrived to the Mushroom Kingdom.”

“The self-exiled kingdom? They’ve finally broken their silence, something big must be happening if they’ve chosen now to poke their heads out of the ground.”

“Indeed something is,” Kamek continued with a smirk, “It appears those human heroes have acquired some…special abilities.”

Bowser frowned at that, “I’m aware of their connections to the Power-Ups.”

“Not Power-Up related. An ancient power. One that I have not seen before, only read about. Another that, well, hits rather close to home.”

“Enough of your riddles, warlock, explain.”

“The coward holds the Thunderhand. A rather destructive ability locked in such a weakling.”

“And what of Mario.” Bowser growled.

“Firebrand, my Lord.”

There was a pause.

Then Bowser began to laugh. One that built up until it began to echo loudly in the grand hall.

“Well, what a wonderful surprise! I suppose it would be ill will of me if I didn’t offer my own help. Why don’t we pay the Mushroom Kingdom a long, overdue visit? It would do us all some good, I believe.”