Hello, everyone! This is my first multi-chapter story. Expect a new chapter every week or so.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Mario, or any of the other characters, or the franchise. If I did, I'd have better things to do than write fanfictions.
Anyway. On with the good stuff.
The way she moved was so delicate, so graceful, and so precise that, even when she was ungraciously knocked to the ground, her every movement seemed expertly choreographed and rehearsed. Her long, slender legs swept the ball from her opponent's feet and, in an impossibly acrobatic maneuver, kicked it perfectly into the center of the goal, inches from the goalie's scaly grasp. Luigi thought of her actions as dance-like. Or maybe feline. And simply enchanting. Completely mesmerized by her, Luigi watched Princess Peach from the cover of the rabid fans swarming the bleachers of the stadium.
Just as Peach recovered the ball, Daisy brutally knocked her aside, snatching the ball and making a beeline for the opposite goal. Her powerful legs and elbows sent some of her opponents sprawling and others running for safety. In an equally dazzling display of acrobatic skill, she sent the ball flying into the goal so fast that, despite it being within the goalie's reach, he was too slow to react. Her sportsmanship was so fierce, so aggressive, and so reckless that it was almost... manly.
Mario found that extremely sexy.
And so, as the two princesses engaged in their semifinal soccer tournament battle, neither Mario brother was paying much attention to the game. Each one was instead admiring the other's girlfriend in silence, and each was unaware of his brother's musings.
"WINNER!" blared the announcer's voice. "Princess Daisy and the Hammer Brothers defeated Princess Peach and the Toads 6-4. Congratulations to Daisy's team: she will go on the the final round!"
Applause erupted from the crowd as Daisy posed for her fans. Peach simply walked into the locker room and out of sight, calling as little attention to herself as possible. The brothers looked to each other and nodded; they knew what to do.
"Meet you at the Italian place," said Luigi.
"Be there in twenty minutes," replied Mario before leaving to look for Peach.
So, yeah. I would love some feedback to make my story suck less, so please review. See you next-a time!