"So, nice day out, huh, bro?"
Luigi nodded in agreement to his brother, Mario. They were taking a nice walk through a forest near the Mushroom Kingdom. Flowers were abundant through the collection of trees, as well as several colors of berries. Luigi had already begun collecting them in a basket he'd brought with him, knowing Yoshi would love to eat them. I can make him an epic stew, he thought to himself with satisfaction.
"U-Um bro, I never say this much, but…" Mario began. Luigi stopped walking and backed up to hear him. "Yes?" "I-I… I really do care what you do for me… and the Mushroom Kingdom…"
Luigi stood, awestruck, watching Mario wipe some sweat off his forehead. "I realize I don't pay much attention to you at all. I don't respect you and your contributions. But I probably wouldn't even be here without you. Sure, I just flamboyantly run off and save the princess, then I come home and get ballyhooed for something I do every week. But I feel absolutely sick when people ballyhoo me when you do so much of the work. I just become too nervous to speak out… You even saved me from that utterly stupid King Boo, and from Bowser thinking he could melt Antarctica, and from a foodborne illness… For all the crap I do, I just need to say… thank you, bro."
Luigi stood in shock. Mario folded his hands and peered nervously downward, then rolled his eyes back up without lifting his head. The innocence of his appearance now was outstanding. "Luigi?" "Bro… that was all I needed to hear." Tears built up in his eyes. He wiped them away and threw his arm around his brother, the other arm holding the berry basket. Mario laughed in relief and hugged him back. It wasn't the message Luigi expected for their walk, but it was one he had needed for a long time.
Their emotional interaction was abruptly cut when a hard slap knocked Luigi down. He slammed into the grass nose-first, and the berries he had collected flew everywhere and landed on his head. "What the heck?!" he gasped. Turning his head, he spotted the attacker. There were three tall, hooded figures. They sported long dark red-tangerine color cloaks covering from their heads to feet, with a thick veil masking their faces that they could somehow see through. Two of them had grabbed Mario, who was kicking and flailing wildly. "Let me go!" he screamed, kicking one in the gut. "Luigi, help me!"
Luigi tried to stand up, but the tallest of the figures pinned him down. Despite his violent thrashing, the figure managed to pull him up close to her and extract a rope from her cloak. She immediately tied his ankles together and began to work her way up to his mouth. His muffled screaming was now futile, and he helplessly watched her tie him upside down in a nearby, standalone tree. "Luigi!" his brother screamed again, but one figure clapped his hand over his mouth and the other placed his hand on his forehead. An odd orange glow emanated from it onto Mario, and soon enough, his eyelids drooped and he lost consciousness.
"Ma… ri… o…" Luigi attempted to force out of his mouth whilst his cap fell off his head. The woman walked up to him and placed her hand on his forehead. "Mission accomplished," she told the others as an orange glow emanated from her brown hand. "Report back to the king." Everything began to blur and turn orange around him, and the last thing he saw was the trio leaving with Mario's unconscious body being heaved on a man's shoulder. The world then completely disappeared and faded into an infinite darkness, plunging Luigi into the depths of unconsciousness.