Hey guys! If you're here because you saw that I uploaded a new story and you thought it was the sequel to my first one I said I was doing, then...sorry. I need to wait for the Sci-Fi Gamer, but it seems it'll be a while until he's ready, so I thought I'd do this in the meantime. So this is a little different from other stories in several ways, one of which being that the characters in this one are adults, not teenagers. I hope you like it anyway, though. I think this will be a relatively short story, possibly shorter than my last one. Just warning you.

If you are a Waluigi fan, reading this story may be a bad idea.

Also, for all of you who have read my other stories, this one is not related to them in any way, although I may bring William and/or Lexi into this one.

Finally! Time to start this story! I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Nintendo characters.

(Daisy's PoV)

He was the tallest, skinniest guy I had ever seen.

He had the most original sense of humor I had ever witnessed.

He was the most original guy I had ever met.

But almost everyone else hated him. They hated his sense of humor. They thought he was a jerk.

I didn't care. I loved him. And he was the only guy in the world who would ever love me. He didn't care that I was a tomboy. He didn't care that I was clumsy. He didn't care that I was loud. He didn't even care that I had a tendency to brag.

In fact, he loved me for it.

He didn't think my hair was ugly. He didn't think I was annoying. He didn't hate my voice.

He thought everything about me was beautiful.

That's why Waluigi was perfect.

Peach stared uncertainly as Waluigi sat down with us and kissed me. Peach didn't like Waluigi, mostly because he picked on Luigi so much. Which I understand. Luigi was kind of a loser, always left in his brother's shadow, and he was weak and cowardly, but Waluigi did tend to take it too far. I mean, Luigi was pretty nice. He didn't really deserve to be teased or taunted, or pushed down whenever he walked by. He was the only guy besides Waluigi who was ever nice to me, except maybe Mario, when he actually acknowledged my existence. But just because Waluigi's sense of humor occasionally went too far doesn't mean that he deserved to be hated. I mean, nobody's perfect.

"Hey, babe," Waluigi said when he finally pulled away from me, only to go back to making out with me. Peach frowned. She didn't trust him.

I pulled away from him and glanced at Peach. "Not now," I whispered.

Waluigi frowned. "Alright. Well, find me later, then. I'm going to go find some way to pick on Luigi."

I bit my lip (a nervous habit of mine). "Umm, maybe you should leave him alone."

Waluigi stood up. "What? Why you standing up for him? You like him more than me? You cheating on me with him?!"

I shrank back in my seat. "No! Of course not! I just thought-"

"Hey, leave her alone," Peach interrupted. "Luigi's just one of her best friends, that's all. He's a nice guy. Why wouldn't she stand up for him?"

Waluigi raised his eyebrows and looked at me. "Oh, so now you're best friends with my worst enemy?!"

I shook my head hurriedly. "No! Of course not! I barely ever talk to him! I just thought maybe he would try to get back at you one day for being mean to him, but I realize that that wouldn't be a problem for you."

Waluigi stared at me for a while, and I stared back, hoping that he wouldn't break up with me over what I had said and what Peach had said. Eventually, though, he just shook his head. "Whatever. See ya later." Then Waluigi walked away in the same way he did when he was angry.

I squeezed my eyes shut to hide the tears. The voice in my head that didn't understand how worthless I really was started whispering, You don't have to take that! You're a princess! Break up with him! Find someone better! Maybe even see if Luigi is interested! Anything would be better than this. Even being single. I shook my head, and an unfortunate tear slipped out.

Peach stared at me, jaw hanging open for the world to see. "Why do you put up with that, Daisy?" she asked, as if she knew what I was trying not to think.

I opened my eyes and looked at her. "You know he's not always like that. I just offended him, that's all. And you didn't really help with that." I closed my eyes again and whispered, "Besides, nobody else would ever love me."

"That's not true, Daisy. You know that." I opened my eyes again and looked at my only real friend. "You're a princess," Peach reminded me. "The only reason you were unpopular throughout high school was because he spread nasty rumors about you."

I glared at Peach, trying to hide how much that hurt. "That's not true," I insisted, even though I wasn't so sure.

"Yes it is," Peach said more softly, putting a hand on my shoulder. "And the only reason you think now that you can't get a better boyfriend is because he makes you feel worthless, and you don't always realize what he's doing! He says stuff like, 'Even though everyone else thinks you're ugly, I think you're beautiful.' Daisy, what you don't realize is, plenty of other guys are in love with you, especially Luigi. You need to break up with Waluigi."

I bit my lip and closed my eyes again, considering what she said. I knew Peach was right. Deep down, I had always known that I deserved better than Waluigi, but I was too afraid that nobody else would ever love me. But having a boyfriend wasn't more important than my happiness and self-esteem. I looked back at Peach. "Okay," I finally whispered.

I sat at home slowly drinking my coffee and wondering how I would break up with Waluigi. I took in a deep breath. I just need to get this over with. I just need to say it. Then I'll finally be happy.

Suddenly, Waluigi burst through the door and started kissing me. Annoyed, I pushed him away from me. "Knock it off," I mumbled.

Waluigi scowled. "Aw, come on. You know I didn't mean what I said earlier."

I bit my lip. "It's not just what you said earlier. It's all the time."

Waluigi narrowed his eyes. "What are you saying?"

I drew in a shaky breath. "I'm saying you always make me feel terrible about myself, and I can't stay together with you. We have to break up."

Waluigi took a step toward me, and I shrank back. "I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. Because if I heard that, then we wouldn't be together anymore, and I would say terrible things about you to everyone."

I narrowed my eyes. "What kind of things?"

He took another step toward me. "Things worse than just petty rumors. You have no idea what I can think of to say about you. I can make everyone hate you with just one word. Well, hate you more than they already do."

I could only stare at him, unsure if I should believe him. "You're bluffing."

Waluigi raised an eyebrow. "Am I? Do you really want to take that chance?"

I swallowed nervously. Don't let him bully you. You can't worry about the rumors he'd spread. "Yes," I finally said. "Anything is better than being your girlfriend."

Waluigi's jaw twitched. "Fine. Get out."

I shook my head. "This is my house."

"I SAID GET OUT!" he shouted.

I gasped and ran out the door. I ran and ran and ran. I didn't know why I was so afraid of Waluigi. It wasn't like he would ever hurt me. ...Would he?

I kept running. I ran for what seemed like hours. Eventually, I found myself right outside the mall, which wasn't far from my house. I sat down on a bench outside and started crying. What went wrong? I shouldn't be crying. I'm supposed to be happy. I'm free...but then why do I feel trapped?

"Um... Daisy? Are you okay?"

I recognized that voice. I wiped my face with my arm and looked up. "L-Luigi?" I sniffed. "Uhh, I'm, uh, I..." I sniffed again.

Luigi sat down beside me. "Tell me what happened."

I took a deep breath and willed myself to stop crying. "I just broke up with Waluigi, and he threatened to make everyone hate me, and I said I would take that risk. Then he started screaming at me to get out of my own house, and he scares me so much that I listened." I started crying again.

I felt Luigi wrap an arm around me. "Come on, Daisy, it's alright. Waluigi's a jerk anyway. You deserve so much better that him"

I looked up at Luigi. Peach was the only person who had ever said anything that nice to me, besides my family, and it felt good to hear that come from somebody else. "You really think so?"

Luigi smiled. "Of course. You are a princess, remember?"

I smiled back. "Yeah, I guess, but I mean...I'm not a very attractive one."

Luigi's jaw dropped. "What?! That's just crazy! Why would you think that?"

I shrugged, embarrassed. "I just have a really ugly haircut and I'm loud and annoying and clumsy."

Luigi shook is head. "You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, and you're anything but annoying."

I blushed. "Do you really mean that?" Of course Waluigi had said that to me before, but Luigi said it in a nicer, more meaningful way.

"Yes, I do," Luigi whispered. "Now, what are you worried about? Him making everyone hate you? Your true friends wouldn't listen to him. Your house? If your father is the king of Sarasa Land and your uncle is the king of the Mushroom Kingdom, then you can get some help."

I took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay. Okay. You're right. Thank you."

"You're welcome," Luigi replied, taking my hand. "I'm just glad you broke up with that jerk. So, I hope you don't mind me asking, what was your last fight about?"

I bit my lip. "Um... You."

Luigi looked confused. "Me?"

I nodded. "Yeah. He said he was going to go pick on you, and I told him not to, and he freaked out."

Luigi stared at me for a while. "Huh," he finally said. "I...didn't realize you cared that much."

"I do," I assured him. "I was just too afraid to say anything before."

Luigi frowned. "Wow. I almost feel like I'm responsible for all of this."

"You're not," I insisted. "Actually, you pretty much gave me an excuse to break up with him. So I should be thanking you."

Luigi half-smiled. "You're welcome, I guess," he chuckled.

I smiled, then looked off in the direction of my house. "I guess I should get home and try to relax," I decided. Then I sighed. "I'm just afraid Waluigi will still be there..."

"I'll walk you home," Luigi offered.

I looked back at him. "Really?"

"Of course," Luigi replied. "I don't want you to walk home alone right now, anyway. It's not safe. And besides, your house is right near mine, so it's no inconvenience."

I smiled. "Thanks. I really appreciate it."

"No problem," Luigi replied.

We started heading to my house, with my hand still in his.

So, what did you think? I know this story isn't much like any of my other ones, so if that's why you're reading it, I really hope you like it anyway!

I hope you guys are enjoying this story so far! Please let me know what you think in the form of a review! Thanks for reading, and I hope you'll read the next chapter, too! See ya!