"Hey, Mario," Luigi said as he ran up to his older brother, eating what appeared to be a mushroom. "How's it going?"

"You saw me ten minutes ago, I thought you would already know by now," Mario said, flipping through the pages of a newspaper. "And besides, we live together, you should get the feeling of how I'm doing, shouldn't you?"

"Wait, why do we even live together? Aren't we in our thirties? Is this just some plot device for the author, or something?"

"Luigi, you can't just keep breaking the whatever numbered wall it is, like that. We're not supposed to know we're in a story, don't you remember?" Mario said. "The readers want to see what interesting things might happen, not see us talking to them. This isn't supposed to be a comedy story."

"Wait, it's not? Then that means bad things are going to happen to us?" Luigi was slightly frightened at this thought, and even more so that I'm the author of this story.

"Who knows? But for now, I remain reading this paper, while you go back to eating that poisonous mushroom."

Luigi looked at the mushroom in his hand and had a confused look on his face, beginning to figure out why he began to feel sick just recently. "Right," he silently walked over to the trash can that sat next to the kitchen counter and threw the mushroom in it, really hoping that Mario wouldn't notice what he just did. "But anyways, did you hear Princess Peach got kidnapped again?"

Mario jumped up from the couch he was sitting in and turned in the direction Luigi was standing in. "She did? When did that happen?"

"I think yesterday... Yeah, yesterday." he said, nodding his head as he could remember.

"Why didn't you tell me about this? Don't you know that it's bad when the princess gets stolen like that? And by a giant turtle, of all things!"

"This really isn't anything new, Mario," Luigi walked over to the couch Mario was sitting in and plopped down beside him. "Don't you think that after all of this time, she would know how to escape Bowser's castle by now?"

"The princess isn't capable of that, she's the princess!"

Luigi let out a sigh as he flipped through the channels of the TV sitting in front of him, really not wishing to get into this discussion between his brother again. "Yeah, yeah, I get it. The princess is basically weak, so we, basically you, need to go save her from the main villain, return back to town, rejoice for a little bit, and then act as if nothing ever happened again. It's the same old thing we always do; don't you feel bored after doing all of that times infinity?"

"Hey, it's not my fault we have a useless princess who can't tell when she's going to get kidnapped because she's too busy talking to magical mushrooms and doing her hair and makeup."

"Yeah, I guess you have a point... So? When do we plan to go and save her?"

Mario yawned for a moment, then looking back down to Luigi. "Think tomorrow sounds good?"

Luigi gave a nod, finally finding something to watch. "Sounds fine to me."

A/N: So, here I am with another Mario fanfic. It's been about four years since the last time I posted anything, and it was rather bad, so I decided to take that one, and make it a little better. This will take multiple parts, obviously, but I think the things I can do with this will be fun. If you liked this, I would jump up from where I'm sitting and hug you via electronic devices.