Disclaimer: I do not own Mario. I do not own the name Ravioli. I actually got the idea for it from an edition of the Youtube series, The Annoying Orange.
And with that, let it begin…
Chapter 1
Meet Ravioli
Ravioli rolled off the bed.
"OOMPH!"
Mario's sister got off the floor and looked up at the night stand. There were bills, lots of bills. She sighed and picked some up. Ever since Mario and Luigi disappeared, Ravioli had to take care of the business. Unfortunately, she wasn't as good at plumbing as her brothers. Now she was behind in the bills. Just then the door knocked. She walked over to it hoping it would be a customer. Instead it was Wario.
"What do you want?" Ravioli asked in a rude tone.
"Same as always," Wario said, "Your business."
Ever since Ravioli had gotten behind in the bills, Wario and Waluigi had been bugging her to sell.
"No!" she said and began to close the door.
Wario stuck his foot in.
"Listen, it's the only choice you have," he said.
"No it isn't."
"Sure, what's your other one?"
"To keep going."
"Oh, right," Wario said, "Going nowhere."
"Go away," she said getting impatient.
"Listen, you have three weeks to move out and sell or we'll have to take it by force."
"You can't do that," she said.
"You can't pay your bills."
"Well-" Ravioli stopped.
Wario was right. It would take a win of the lottery to pay those bills. Ravioli lowered her head.
"See you in 3 weeks," said Wario as he walked off.
Ravioli slowly walked back to her room.
"What am I going to do?" she asked herself.
Four hours later, Ravioli was working at some lady's bathtub when something strange happened. She was sucked down the drain! All the way down it was dark, wet, and bumpy. Suddenly it was light. Ravioli felt the grass with her wet fingers. She opened her eyes and saw a mushroom running toward her. She screamed.
"Calm down," it said.
"My favorite food is a mutant alien!"
"I'm not an alien," it said.
"Get away from me you delicious creature," she said as she backed away.
Unexpectedly, she heard a familiar voice.
"What's going on here?" It was Mario.
"Mario?" she asked.
"RAVIOLI!" Mario shouted.
"MARIO!"
They embraced in a very long hug. The siblings looked at each other.
"You've grown up!" said Mario.
"You've grown-" Ravioli blinked "-fat."
Mario laughed. "Come on," he said, "I'll show you around."
Luigi was watching the news when Mario burst into the door. Luigi jumped.
"Look," said Mario.
"Quiet, I'm watching TV." Luigi said.
"But-"
"Shhhhhhhhh"
"Luigi?" Ravioli asked.
"Whaaa?" Luigi said.
"Now you listen." Mario said, annoyed.
Mario and Luigi listened to Ravioli as she told them how she came. Luigi looked at Mario.
"Sounds familiar," he said with a chuckle.
"You mean this happened to you too?" asked Ravioli, surprised.
"Well, we're here with you, aren't we?" Luigi said.
"Well, yeah," said Ravioli.
"So doesn't that imply that it did?"
"That's creepy," she said.
"Tell me about it," said Mario.
"Can we ever get back?"
"No, we blew up the drain pipe with a b-bomb," Luigi said.
"Did you just stutter?" Ravioli asked.
"No, that's what they're called, b-bombs," Luigi said.
"You stuttered"
"No I didn't"
"Yes you did"
"I'm going to barf"
"You stuttered"
"They're called b-barfs, I mean b-bombs"
"I know what we'll eat," Mario cried, "Pizza with spaghetti on top!"
Ravioli and Luigi looked at him. Ravioli gave an "awkward turtle." You could hear the crickets chirping.
"What, it sounds good," Mario said.
Luigi and Ravioli blinked.
"I guess you two don't value flavor," Mario said, "Anyway, it's getting late, Ravioli, would you like to watch the sunset with me?"