Trust Us
By Father Hulk
A/N: Hello everybody! Father M.J. Hulk coming to you LIVE through St. Eva-vision to bring you Trust Us, a Mario fic that takes place after the events of SMB 3. Hope you enjoy!
It was a bright sunny day in the Mushroom Kingdom, and the moods of its citizens reflected the weather. Everyone was happy and cheerful, now that Bowser had been defeated and Princess Peach returned to her place on the throne. And it was all due to the efforts of one brave man: Chef Boyardee, who kept the stomachs of Mario and Luigi full so that the two plumbers could safely rescue the princess.
Yes, it was a long and treacherous road they had taken. Crossing the desert to the shores of the Mushroom Kingdom, they sailed to Giant Land across the sea, and battled monsters ten times their size. Barely making it through Giant Land, they came to a small island in the corner of the world, and on this island was a lone tower. They ascended the tower and were transported to the Mushroom Heavens, where they fought monsters among the clouds. After defeating the ball-riding Koopa Kid, they took passage on his ship down to the icy north of Mushroom World, and crossed it heading south. The climate warmed, the pipes increased, and Pirahna flowers bloomed. It was in this strange land that they found Ludwig Von Koopa, and hopped aboard his ship just as it was departing to return to Dark World. They defeated Ludwig, but not before the ship arrived over the skies of Dark World. They disembarked, and traveled this hellish land to Bowser's Keep, where they rescued Princess Toadstool.
It is now, in this time of peace, that we find Mario sitting in a diner in the Mushroom Kingdom, getting ready to order lunch.
"Hi, how are you today?" said the Mushroom waiter, approaching the table.
"I'm great!" Mario said. "Starving, but great!"
"Well a starving plumber is our best customer," the waiter said with a smile. "What can I get you?"
"I'll have the chicken salad and eggwhites on rye toast," Mario said, "And a side of deep fried onion rings!"
"Coming right up." Said the waiter, departing.
Mario grinned and leaned back in his seat. This was the life! Not having to worry about the world being in jeopardy any more… being able to chill with his brother and the Princess whenever he wanted… it was always meant to be that way.
The door of the diner opened with a jingle, and a tall man walked in. He had coffee-brown sideburns and hair, and a dark brown moustache. He was wearing a green shirt under blue overalls, and a plumbers hat with a green L stitched on it. He walked to the bar and sat down on a stool.
"Tuna on toast, please, and a cup of coffee," he said.
Mario looked around the diner and saw that man sitting at the bar, and called to him. "Hey, bro!"
Luigi looked around and saw Mario waving to him, and he got up and sat down opposite his brother in the booth. "What's up, kemo-sabay?"
Mario cocked his head. "Kemo-sabay?"
"Yeah. It's what the Indians called the Lone Ranger."
"Is that anything like Coombadda-cheech?" Mario asked sarcastically.
"I don't know," Luigi said thoughtfully. "Anyway, what have you been up to all day?"
"Nothing." Mario said, breathing deep. "Absolutely nothing. Isn't it great?"
"Yeah," Luigi agreed. "No more world saving. I always feel nervous when we have to go on a mission. For some reason, I just feel like millions of people are watching us."
"I know what you mean," Mario said. "Well, we don't have to worry about that anymore now that Bowser is gone."
"Do you think he's really dead though?"
Mario nodded. "Oh yeah. You don't survive a fall like that. He hit the ground so hard it bumped me off the floor."
"What of his kids, though?" Luigi said. "They're probably off somewhere, causing trouble."
"I wouldn't worry. Without those magic wands, they're powerless."
"Here's your lunches, guys," said the waiter, returning with the two sandwiches. He put an empty coffee mug down in front of Luigi and began pouring coffee from the pot he brought with him.
"Wait, wait," Luigi said, "Is that decaf? The little orange ring is missing."
"I'm pretty sure it is, sir." The waiter replied.
"I wouldn't worry, bro," Mario said. "Nobody has any interest in seeing you on caffeine."
Luigi rolled his eyes.
After a few bites of his sandwich, Mario said to his brother, "Hey Luigi, after lunch do you want to have a sparring match? I've been getting a little rusty on my martial arts."
"I don't know, Mario," Luigi said. "Every time we have a sparring match, you always wind up stealing my money."
"It's a trick I designed, so that enemies can't buy new equipment after I'm done fighting them," Mario said. "Besides, I always give it back."
"Not always," Luigi pointed out. "There was that time you hit me real hard and stole like, 50 coins. Next time I saw you, you were putting a year's supply of mushroom chowder in your pantry."
"You've got me all wrong!" Mario said defensively. "That chowder was bought with the money I earned cleaning out people's sewers! Turtles, flies, crabs! It was hell, I tell ya! Hell! And besides, man, there's money all over Mushroom Land. Go into any city, and there's money hanging in the air!"
"Yeah, I never understood what was up with that," Luigi said, rubbing his chin. "Well, anyway, I'm done."
"Me too," Mario said, patting his stomach.
"Will that be all?" the waiter asked, bringing the check over.
"Yes," Mario said. The waiter ripped the check off and put it on the table. For a few moments, the brothers eyed each other warily. "Don't get cheap on me, bro," Mario said. Luigi grumbled mightily and reached for his wallet.