Super Mario Bros: Dream Land

Everybody's having the same dream. Here is a little fic dedicated to showing you how the same dream differs from everybody else's point of view.

MARIO'S DREAM

Dark.

Black.

Running down this never-ending hall. With it's claustrophobic feel. Hot and icky. Hearing the princess cry. Like shattering pieces of glass to the ear. Oh how I want to help her. Save her from the evil Browser.

Later on in the dream…

Princess Peach. There she was. Beautiful. But she wasn't with Browser. She was with Luigi! And those cries…those screams were not of pain or of SOS calls. Oh goodness. Luigi what have you done? How dare you betray me?

"Hiya Mario. Meet my new boyfriend—Luigi! We're gonna get married!"

Stared at her in stupor. My anger building. RAGE! I hate you, Peach. I hate you, Luigi. (then I woke up)

LUIGI'S DREAM

She was there. In that pink dress. Strawberry blonde hair, golden smile. She took me in her arms. I was on Ecstasy, what could I do? Deep in my brain, I knew it was wrong. But she was there and smiling and loving and kissing me all over. I didn't know what to say. What to think. Luigi this is wrong, I told myself. My mind wanted to stop but my body…my body didn't.

            Then the door opened. And there was Mario. Uh-oh. He looked surprised and shocked at first. But then he got mad. Real mad. Nasty type mad with that face of his all red. Boy, was he angry. I was scared. But Princess wouldn't stop. She kept on going and moaning and the more she did, the more I couldn't resist. And it felt good too. To stand up to Mario. For too long I stood in his shadows. Getting the second banana for all of his success and fame. And fortune. Then he exploded. Like a pop can after you shake it for too long. Beads of sweat were dripping down my forehead. (then I woke up)

PEACH'S DREAM

I was alone waiting for Mario. Where was he? I heard the door open and to my surprise was Luigi. He came up to me and tried to kiss me. Ick! I needed a drink so I went up to the booze cabinet. But Luigi stopped me. Held my hand for a second. He told me he'll pour it. I couldn't see him for his back was turned to me but I thought I saw him put something in my whiskey. Oh well. I couldn't taste it. But that whiskey made my head all heavy and weird and I was blacking out. What was going on? Luigi was on top. He was too heavy. Where was Mario? My mind was slipping and soon I didn't care if it wasn't Mario with me.

            Mario then pushed the door open. Luigi jumped back and took me with him. Mario was upset. And Luigi was just plain evil. In front of Mario, Luigi made me French him. Evil I say. That made Mario even more mad. It was scary to see Mario like this. Usually he was such a gentle man who saves me from all danger. So why wasn't he saving me from this danger? He just stood there, cursing at us, told me he hated my guts. I cried. What did I do? (then I woke up)

BROWSER'S DREAM

I was a kid again and I was playing in the field. Picking daisies and dandelions for Mother. Lalalala. I was twirling around in my new pink tutu and ballet slippers.

            "Oh Browser! Dinner's ready!" Mom called.

Oh shucks. I guess my fun is over. I placed the flowers in a cup filled with water and gave them to Mom when I came in. I sat down on my special chair with Mr. Cuddles (my teddy bear) and together we ate pea soup. Fond childhood memories.  After dinner (lunch actually), I sat down in front of the TV and watched my favorite show in whole world, My Little Pony.

(oh wait! What does Browser's dream have to do with anything?)