Hi. c:

Sorry if you hate fics like this, or if you hate smiley faces with "c" instead of "(". I just think its cute. so. meh. ;-;

OH. And if this sucks, I'm sorry. Its what boredom leads to at 1:34 in the morning, with nothing to do.

So I'll hush up now. Enjoy.c:

(Oh, I dont own any of characters except Marcella, so yeah. Thanks for reading this, if you did.)

It was a beautiful moment.

Nothing could ruin it. It could be pouring out, the sky darker than ever. The thunder could be rumbling and cracking, as water poured down the window. Nothing could change how I felt at this moment.

My heart swelled. I could feel my chest expand, though I was at a loss for words... and breath.

I walked a bit closer, trying to make sure what I was seeing was real; that this wasn't just another dream I'd had. It sure felt real. None of my dreams have ever caused me to feel this overwhelmed.

"You can hold her if you like, Mario."

I snapped out of my transe and looked to my wife, still beautiful as ever though her hair wasn't perfect and her makeup was a tad smeared. She is always beautiful. I honestly dont know how she manages it. Though she was The Princess of the Mushroom Kingdom, you'd think everyone would have those days where they didn't look exceptionaly beautiful. Peach didn't.

I looked to the little person in her arms. She was so small. It was hard to believe she was even a human. I couldn't help but notice the feeling in my heart grow the more I looked at her. The more I saw her, and realized she was my daughter, the more the sensation in my heart grew. She was a part of me.

I felt myself get closer as I moved my hands to her, easing under her tiny sleeping body. I began lifting her up to me, hearing her make a light noise. I stopped quick, almost letting her get "used" to my arms, and held her close.

There was a small coo, a tiny yawn, and I swear my heart melted.

She'd opened her eyes and studied me for a tiny bit. The feeling I was enduring was virtually indescribable. I'd only known her for a matter of 7 minutes, but I had all the love in the world for her. This little person I'd brought it to the word. Colors literally seemed more vivid. It stirred parts of my soul that I hadn't even realized were in existence. All just knowing I'd created this little human being. This little girl. My Daughter.

It was then that I realized this wasn't a dream. It was reality. Pure bliss at that.

I felt a tear run down my cheek. I was... crying. Tears of happiness. I haden't experienced these untill my wedding day with Peach. I must admit, it was amazing and I was trying to savor every moment. I knew I didn't need to. She wasn't going anywhere any time soon.

I heard a soft voice.

"Any Name Ideas?"

I was too lost to even think straight. No names came to mind. I was so overwhelmed with the thought of her even being here, that names weren't something I was too worried about it. Then soon I'd remembered the name I'd liked for her about a month before this day.

"Marcella," I heard myself say in kind of a laugh.

'My little Marcella,' I said to myself, as she stared back at me and my heart sank again.

Thank you for reading this Prologue c: