Ooooh, a Mario fic... so most people who usually read my doldrums probably won't like this...but...you know...whatever :/.
Rain splattered against Peach's window panes as it fell from the dark ominous clouds above. She held her pillow over her head, blocking out the noises of thunder, and the lightning. She was terrified of storms. Of course, Mario was off in another world, he had left his lovely wife alone, which she hated. Alone, it sounded so sad, it reminded her of her childhood spent in hiding because of the war, oh but Mario had stopped that, but now whenever he left he had a strange feeling his wife needed him, though he insisted he help fight Bowser.
As always she had second thoughts about her decision, as wind blew tree branches to her window she gave up. She would never sleep. She looked around her darkened room, as though something might be lurking around in the shadows. Perceiving nothing she looked next to her bed. Her pink umbrella sat next to her bed, leaning against her wooden night table. She looked up to see what objects lay on the table, as though she had forgotten seeing them but hours before. She saw her wedding picture of her and Mario, a lamp encrusted in marble and rhinestones, and her locket. It's glowing face, embraced with a lacy heart drawing. She grabbed it in her hand slowly, and realized she was closing it into a fist. She opened her palm to see it's wonderful glow that filled her with a discreet happiness.
She opened the locket and looked at the picture. She felt a burning tear fall down her face, she flicked it off. Ever since Bowser had stopped stealing her, her tears seemed hotter. She looked at the picture in remembrance. Her umbrella that caused it all. She smiled and laid down on her pillow, the rain seemed to vanish for a moment.
She was soon sound asleep.