Warning: Spoilers for Mother 3 ahead.

Whistling a small tune, a certain green plumber was ambling down the hallways of the Smash Mansion. He wasn't scheduled to participate in any Brawls today, something he was admittedly relieved about, but at the same time it left him without much do to. Most of his friends who he normally would hang out with all had Brawls today, and he didn't have the courage to speak with the other Smashers. Desperate for something to do, he found himself wandering around alone. He didn't mind all that much though. The quiet served as a nice opportunity to think.

He was so lost in his thoughts as went around the corner that he didn't notice there was someone else going around the corner as well until it was too late. The force of the collision managed to knock him on his rear.

After the shock wore off, it finally registered that Lucas was the one Luigi ran into. Or did Lucas run into him?

"Ouch... You all right, kiddo?" Luigi asked, rubbing his lower back.

"Yes. Sorry Mr. Luigi..." the boy said, his voice as quiet and timid as always. He glanced down at what he was carrying and let out a small gasp. "Oh no... The flowers..."

Luigi didn't even notice the boy was carrying anything at first. He followed his gaze and gulped. Lucas was holding bouquets of flowers, but their collision had crushed most of them. Petals had been torn off and stems had been snapped clean in half. But what got to Luigi the most was Lucas' crestfallen expression.

"I'd been saving all of my prize money to buy these flowers..."

Luigi jumped to his feet. "H-hey! Don't worry. It's just a few flowers. I can go buy you some new ones!" he promised. He certainly couldn't leave things like this after all.

Lucas looked at him, stunned. "M-Mr. Luigi, you don't have to do that. I was the one who ran into you. I should have been more careful.."

His words went in one ear and out the other. "You stay right there! I'll be back before you know it!" Before Lucas could argue any further, Luigi took off dashing down the hallway.

"Yikes! When did flowers get so expensive?" Luigi mumbled, examining some price tags. "This is verging on highway robbery."

A loud cough behind the counter got his attention. He looked up to meet the gaze of a female koopa.

"You have to excuse the high prices. Business hasn't exactly been booming," she said with a sigh. "Since this is such a big tourist spot, our shop is often overlooked. Flowers don't make for good souvenirs after all."

Overlooked, huh? Luigi knew that feeling all too well. "Sorry to hear that," he said sympathetically. "It may not be too much help, but I did come here for some flowers."

The koopa's eyes brightened considerably. "Every bit of business helps, sir. What do you need?"

"Could you make me two bouquets?"

"Hee-hee. Someone asked for the exact same order earlier today. Of course I'll make them," She began to gather up supplies. "Is there anything specific you want?"

"I don't think so..." He paused when something in the corner of the shop caught his eye. They were almost covered up by the surrounding flora, but he could just make out two sunflowers standing tall.

Lucas was a quiet boy who never liked to talk about his past, so Luigi never knew much about him. One thing he did know, however, was that he was fond of sunflowers. Where he heard that though, he did not recall.

"Actually..." He turned to the clerk. "There is something I'd like in there."

With the two bouquets cradled safely in one arm, he gazed dejectedly at the remnants of his money. A whole two coins.

"It was for a good cause..." he kept mumbling to himself. With a sigh, he shoved his remaining fortune into his pocket.

He wandered back into the hallway where he ran into Lucas, and sure enough, the boy was still waiting there.

He was leaning against the windowsill, staring blankly outside. The ruined flowers had been discarded on the ground.

"Hey, Lucas! I got you some new flowers!" He called out.

Lucas gave a small start and spun around. "M-Mr. Luigi?" He looked at the two bouquets the plumber was holding. "You... You actually got them."

"Of course! No matter how great the obstacle... The great Luigi always finds a way!" The plumber cried. He held out the bouquets. "Here ya go."

Lucas was about to take them when he suddenly froze. "Are those sunflowers?" He asked.

Afraid that he had messed something up, he cautiously asked. "Did... you not want sunflowers?"

"Oh, no! I like them! They're perfect actually. Even better than the ones I had," He said, taking the flowers. Then he did something Luigi had never seen him do before. He smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Luigi."

"No problem, but you don't have to call me 'Mr.' all the time, okay? Just Luigi will do."

"But..."

"There's no need to be all formal around me. We're friends right?"

"Friends..." Lucas repeated, as if testing the word.

"So... Are you going to tell me who those flowers are for? Are you giving them to a girl?" He teased.

The poor boy's face went beet red at the accusation. "N-no, of course not! I..." he looked down at the bouquets. "I haven't been home in a long time, and I wanted to bring some flowers for my family."

What he said shocked Luigi, mostly because the boy never spoke about himself to anyone except to his close friend, Ness. He was especially quiet about his family. "I'm sure they'll appreciate the flowers."

"I think they will, too," He looked up at Luigi. "It's gotten pretty late out, so I better get going... Thanks again, Luigi. Goodbye."

"Later, Lucas."

Lucas approached two grave stones, one noticeably newer than the other, on a small, pleasant hill. It was a place that he visited many times the past few years, a place that miraculously stayed intact during the dragon's awakening.

Carefully, he set both of the bouquets before each of the graves.

"I hope you like the flowers, Mom, Claus. They're from me... and a friend."