Summary: Daisy decides that it's high time she found her Mr. Right – but when Peach challenges her to live up to her word and seek out her perfect date before the upcoming ball, can Daisy do it? And will it be who she expects? This is NOT another LuigixDaisy fic - R&R is always appreciated!

Author's Note: I can only hope that Daisy and Luigi fans won't hate me for writing this. But after reading a few rather sweet LuigixDaisy fics, I decided it was time that the uncommon – yet undoubtedly awesome – pairing of DaisyxWaluigi was given a chance. I've seen maybe – what – 2 fanfics with this pairing, and I love it. So … nyah!

At any rate, I'd like to get this out there right now: 'Finding Mr. Right' is inspired by Fallen and Broken's unfinished fic, 'It's a Fool's Game'. So any similarities that you note, I'll say right now that I probably nabbed that idea from Fallen and Broken.

Lastly, if you've been reading my other fic 'Drastic Measures', I'd firstly like to say that you're friggin' awesome ( XD ) and secondly, I haven't given it up – merely started another fic on the side. Now then, enough with the Author's Note!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Mario franchise characters, settings, and all that jazz. You know the blurb, therefore you can guess the rest, eh?

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CHAPTER ONE: The Challenge is Given

"I don't see what the rush is, really. It seems a bit silly to just suddenly declare that you're looking for the right man, doesn't it, Daisy?" It was a calm, cool spring day, as the two princesses sat outside on the balcony of Princess Peach's castle, enjoying a pleasing cup of tea. The blond-haired princess couldn't help but wonder what had driven her friend to this rash conclusion, and she had to admit, her curiosity was peeked. Daisy had said that she had something she wanted to discuss with Peach, but she certainly was not expecting this.

"Well … I mean, c'mon, Peach! You can't just ignore the fact that you wouldn't be as happy, or successful if you didn't have a shoulder to lean on, somebody who was always there for you, who cared about you more than anything else in the world!" The brunette's voice seemed to grow distant as she spoke, her eyes glazing over slightly, before being brought back to her senses by an exasperated sigh from her dear friend.

"As true as you may be, you can't just go looking for your perfect match! He'll come to you!" Daisy wasn't satisfied with this answer.

"Well, you know what? He sure is taking his own sweet time in coming, isn't he?" There was that look on her face as she spoke, the look she always got whenever something upset her, or whenever she became fed up with something. Peach couldn't resist a small smile – she knew of at least one guy who practically worshiped the ground Daisy walked on, but was just too quiet to let this out.

"You're just too outgoing, that's all. I mean, you've got a lot going for you – but guys just are afraid to approach you, they feel … inferior." Daisy's expression changed at this, as she considered this piece of advice. "You know, Luigi's had his eye on you for sometime – he's really a great guy, and –"

"Are you trying to hook me up?" Daisy smirked. "Well, guess what? I bet there's some other guy out there who likes me. There's gotta be." Peach glared toward Daisy, who quickly added, "I mean, don't get me wrong, Luigi's a great guy. He's kind, sweet and caring and all, but … that's just not what I'm looking for in a guy. Luigi's a great friend, almost like an older brother type of guy, but … I couldn't ever see myself marrying him."

"I think you're just being picky." Peach teased. "That's another thing you need to work on; you can't expect to find the perfect guy; there's no such thing. Even I sometimes have problems with how Mario acts, but because we love each other, I can overlook that. Look, it'll just be a date, it's not like you're promising to marry him!"

"I am NOT being too picky!" Daisy exclaimed, taken aback. Smirking, the blonde-haired princess took this comment into consideration. Then, it came: the perfect idea.

"Well then, let's test that, hm?" Peach ignored the odd look she got from her friend. "In a month, I'm going to be hosting a ball at the palace. In fact, everybody should be receiving their invitations this evening. If you can find a date by the time the ball comes, then you pass."

"… All I have to do is get a date, and that's all?"

"Not quite: That's only part one. For part two, I'll 'grade' you on how the night goes, alright? Oh, no, I won't be watching you the entire time – don't worry!" Peach insisted, as the excitement drained from Daisy's expression. "But I want you to describe it to me the next day. As a friend-to-friend sort of thing, you know? So, what do you say? Are you up for it?"

The brunette considered this for a moment – on one hand, she didn't think she necessarily needed to prove herself to Peach. But on the other hand, she was always up for a challenge. After all, how hard could it be? She knew she could find date with a whole month ahead of her to do it in!

"Alright, Peach, I accept! I'm going to be at that ball, with my date – who's going to be the greatest guy I've ever met - and mark my words, we're going to have an excellent time, too!"

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"This is ridiculous." Timmy T. Toad had never been much of a scaredy cat. Heck, that was why he'd agreed to deliver the invitations for Princess Peach – and he couldn't let her down. He just wouldn't be able to live that down. But as he stood at the tall, intimidating gates of Wario's Castle, he had to admit – he wasn't exactly feeling encouraged. They were wide open, as usual, but the way that Timmy saw it, that was because no one in their right minds would go in their out of their own free will, anyways. It wasn't that the two men who resided within were feared due to being highly dangerous or anything, by any means. No, that wasn't it. They just didn't have the best reputation.

"I …. I'm going in." The little delivery toad declared, a determined look set upon his face. Marching up the walkway towards the needlessly large front door of the flashy fortress, he reached his little arm up towards the doorbell, giving a little hop to reach it. He could hear the loud, resounding sound that followed all the way outside, making him jump ever so slightly.

Finally, the door was whisked open, revealing a tall, almost skeletal man, his dull, loathing gray eyes glaring down at the young Toad from beneath the brim of his purple hat. Timmy recognized him immediately; and gave a small gulp. He was hoping that it wouldn't be Waluigi who answered the door, but apparently, that just wasn't the case. Not today, at least.

"H-here you go, S-Sir. It's f-from the Princess, t-to a Mr. Wario and h-his brother." Extending a shaking hand forward with the invitation in his grasp, Timmy wasn't prepared to have the letter instantly snatched up, and only seconds later, the door slammed in his face. Staring blankly at the smooth surface of the door for a moment, he then turned around and stalked off, muttering to himself as he went. "No need to be so polite."

Back inside the dark, gloomy halls of the castle, Waluigi skimmed over the invitation, a slight scowl appearing on his face. "Yippee." He muttered sarcastically, trudging down the halls and back towards the kitchen, figuring that his brother would want to see the invitation as well.

"You didn't scare them away or anything, did you?" Wario teased as his brother entered the room, not noticing the small, pink letter in his hand at first.

"Oh please, you don't have any room to talk, fatso." Tossing the letter towards him, Waluigi slunk into a nearby chair, watching as his brother read over the invitation. His face seemed to freeze up as he read over the last line of the letter, which prompted a comment.

"Well … this is …"

"Horrible? Unexpected? … So, are we going to crash it, or what?" Waluigi asked this rather boredly, half-hoping his brother would say 'no' for once. However, he didn't expect to have his half-hope fulfilled.

"No, actually." The grin Wario had on his face startled Waluigi a bit, causing him to shudder slightly. There was that glimmer in his eyes, the one that always signaled that whatever was coming next, Waluigi wasn't going to like it … Finally, an explanation was supplied. "I've been looking for an ideal time to have Mona over here. So, with the ball coming up …"

"How long, when, and would you prefer it if I just shrank in to a corner and pretended I don't even exist?"

"That's an option?"

"Ha ha, not funny." Waluigi growled, before giving his brother an expectant glare. Secretly, he wished that he could just not exist while that stupid woman was over. Wario was hard enough to tolerate already, but with Mona around? Ugh. Waluigi had always thought that Wario should never attempt anything romantic, and by now, he'd seen such an attempt. His theory had been most certainly proved correct. And yet, Mona was somehow turned on by that disgusting oaf of a behemoth and his pathetic attempts. It honestly disturbed him. "Would you just answer the first two questions?"

"Well, that's all up to Mona."

"Oh, fantastic. Have fun with that." Without a word of warning, Waluigi headed toward the door, but was stopped by his brother.

"Wait up a second, would you?" Wario grabbed his brother by the arm and pulled him back, causing him to yelp slightly before turning around. "We haven't even discussed your date situation."

The lankier of the two raised a brow, a sense of questioning in his eyes as he glared at Wario. "What do you mean, 'date situation'?"

"What, do you honestly think I'd let you sulk around back here?"

"Do you really want me to answer that question?"

"Look, the least I can do is help you get a date. But only because I don't want you ruining Mona's time here – which means you need to be preoccupied. Besides, you even scare me sometimes; you need to get yourself a woman!"

Waluigi couldn't help but laugh, though it didn't exactly sound light-hearted. "No, really, I'd rather stay here then have to deal with keeping the attention of some girl who doesn't even want to be there with me. Not to mention that she'd probably find some other guy to dance with by the end of the night; somebody who actually cared about the little ditz." Just as he was turning to leave again, Wario stopped him in his tracks, this time with three little words.

"What about Daisy?" Slowly, Waluigi turned around, his eyes falling on his brother once again.

" … What did you just say?"

"What if I could help you get Daisy to go with you? Then would you agree not to bug Mona while she's here?" Wario's voice had a slight hint of desperation in it. This had to work, it just had to. For a moment, Waluigi's eyes seemed to almost fade, his mind racing. Finally, he narrowed his gaze, a look of slight defeat on his face.

"Fine. You've got yourself a deal."

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Author's Note: Yeah, so … while I was writing the end of this, my mom told me to get off the computer. So, feeling that it had been laying dormant for too long (naw, really … it's been about 5 months since I started this and then sorta just … left it there, folks …), I decided to go ahead and upload it! So, yeah. Short first chapter. Anywho, If you like what I've got going here so far, make sure to tell me in a review – and even if you don't like it, make sure to tell me! D