Yet Another Hidden Mansion
prologue
"Phew," Luigi said, "That was tiring. Must Mario continually walk into haunted mansions?" Luigi trudged back to E. Gadd's outhouse-I mean lab.
"I rescued Mario again." Luigi informed E. Gadd. "By the way, do you think you could make some weight adjustments to this vacuum? If I have to lug this thing around a mansion one more time, I swear, it's gonna give me a stinking hernia."
"Hold you dagnabbed horse, youngin'," E. Gadd cackled, "We have to portrait-ify all those ghosts that you caught. And as always, I have to explain the process to you, even though you heard it the first three times." Luigi sighed.
"You see, the ghosts are invisible- blah, blah, blah. Like I said, you heard it the first three times, right? Now of course Luigi has to go stare at the picture of King Boo, even though he got a bronze frame. It probably didn't help that Bowser's head was spitting ice cubes at him while he was trying to suck up the 500 hit points in King Boo. But hey, let him gloat while he can, because we all know what's going to happen next.
"Ehh, Luigi, I have some bad news, you see- "My brother died and now I'm going to be the star of all the video-games?" Luigi asked hopefully. "Umm, no." E. Gadd said flatly. "Dang it, I was really- E. Gadd was staring at Luigi. "I mean, 'Oh good,'" Luigi said trying to cover up his previous explosion. "So what was the news you were going to tell me?" "It's your brother," Gadd saw Luigi's face light up and answered before he could ask his question. "No, I told you already, he didn't die, he's gotten trapped in the mansion." "Again!?!" Luigi cried, "This is the third time! He just waltzes right into a mansion that he knows is filled with ghosts, and expects me to save." Luigi stopped for a breath. "He's so stupid, I should be the star of all the games. I'm tall and fit. Ooh, I hate that fat, lazy little-Gadd was staring at him again. "Sorry, I get like that some times. So now I have to go into the mansion- For the third time!- sorry, and get him out, right?" "Yes, and this time your vacuum is subtly stronger." "Great, thanks." Luigi grumbled sarcastically.
He trudged over to the mansion for the third and hopefully final time. When he got there he realized he wasn't wearing that 60 pound vacuum any more. 'Yay!' thought Luigi,, then it hit him. 'Wait, this is what happened last time, oh man, I have to do it all over again.' Luigi walked up the stairs, dragging his feet and covering the toes of his shoes with dust in the process. He made a half-hearted attempt to open the door, even though he knew it was locked. He then walked back down the stairs. Suddenly (but not surprising to Luigi of course) a big orangey thing appeared. and it was making a key levitate a few feet off the ground. The thing dropped the key and drifted upstairs. Blowing out all the candles in the process. He picked up the key and went back upstairs again and used it on the lock.
prologue
"Phew," Luigi said, "That was tiring. Must Mario continually walk into haunted mansions?" Luigi trudged back to E. Gadd's outhouse-I mean lab.
"I rescued Mario again." Luigi informed E. Gadd. "By the way, do you think you could make some weight adjustments to this vacuum? If I have to lug this thing around a mansion one more time, I swear, it's gonna give me a stinking hernia."
"Hold you dagnabbed horse, youngin'," E. Gadd cackled, "We have to portrait-ify all those ghosts that you caught. And as always, I have to explain the process to you, even though you heard it the first three times." Luigi sighed.
"You see, the ghosts are invisible- blah, blah, blah. Like I said, you heard it the first three times, right? Now of course Luigi has to go stare at the picture of King Boo, even though he got a bronze frame. It probably didn't help that Bowser's head was spitting ice cubes at him while he was trying to suck up the 500 hit points in King Boo. But hey, let him gloat while he can, because we all know what's going to happen next.
"Ehh, Luigi, I have some bad news, you see- "My brother died and now I'm going to be the star of all the video-games?" Luigi asked hopefully. "Umm, no." E. Gadd said flatly. "Dang it, I was really- E. Gadd was staring at Luigi. "I mean, 'Oh good,'" Luigi said trying to cover up his previous explosion. "So what was the news you were going to tell me?" "It's your brother," Gadd saw Luigi's face light up and answered before he could ask his question. "No, I told you already, he didn't die, he's gotten trapped in the mansion." "Again!?!" Luigi cried, "This is the third time! He just waltzes right into a mansion that he knows is filled with ghosts, and expects me to save." Luigi stopped for a breath. "He's so stupid, I should be the star of all the games. I'm tall and fit. Ooh, I hate that fat, lazy little-Gadd was staring at him again. "Sorry, I get like that some times. So now I have to go into the mansion- For the third time!- sorry, and get him out, right?" "Yes, and this time your vacuum is subtly stronger." "Great, thanks." Luigi grumbled sarcastically.
He trudged over to the mansion for the third and hopefully final time. When he got there he realized he wasn't wearing that 60 pound vacuum any more. 'Yay!' thought Luigi,, then it hit him. 'Wait, this is what happened last time, oh man, I have to do it all over again.' Luigi walked up the stairs, dragging his feet and covering the toes of his shoes with dust in the process. He made a half-hearted attempt to open the door, even though he knew it was locked. He then walked back down the stairs. Suddenly (but not surprising to Luigi of course) a big orangey thing appeared. and it was making a key levitate a few feet off the ground. The thing dropped the key and drifted upstairs. Blowing out all the candles in the process. He picked up the key and went back upstairs again and used it on the lock.