Oookay… the five and more reviews came surprisingly fast. I didn't know I was going to get 7 on my very first chapter! But hey, I'm not complaining. Thanks to:
Polska: Yes, it's a very common story isn't it? Most of them are… but the last one (Y. Link: OKAY WE GET THE POINT THE LAST ONE FREAKED YOU OUT! Me: Heh… yeah –blushes-) anyway, I'm glad you liked it. I look forward to hearing from you! I love Greenday too ;)
Royal Fanatic: thanks, for the review, you made my day! Although about the last short story (Y. Link: oooh brother…. Me: What!) I suppose it isn't soooo scary as I'm raving about but… (Y. Link: What she means to say is that it's creepy that she lives in Southern Florida and that… well never mind, you'll have to read it ;))
Person: Was it? O.O
Xiao-Darkcloud – Actually, many people have heard of this story… however as Polska said, it's told in many different versions
Razzkat – I love creepy stories too… Not a good writer of them but I enjoy getting creeped out on a nice cold, windy night.
Foxdude33 – Never heard of that CD… although I did check out your profile… You like Halo? Well, I haven't played the 1st one completely, but I own the 2nd and I hear a 3rd one is coming out. Its not my favorite game (The controls are just wayyy too complicated for me!) but my brother is a complete fanatic of it ;)
The Mad Joker – I hope this one creeps you out further (Y. Link: Well, isn't Crystalicios mean? Me: WHAAAT! That's the sould purpose of this story!
Oh yes, for those of you who are reading The Test, don't worry, I'm working on it… I just ran out of ideas and I'm searching for more (Y. Link: She means that she herself doesn't know where the story goes, she just makes up as she goes along… Me: HEY! That's for me to know and YOU not to know!) Anyway, I've read all of your reviews (FOR THE TEST!) and I was reading Tears of Light's review and I so totally forgot about Mr. Game &Watch (Y. Link: Typical… Me: Why are you always the one who talks? Y. Link: 'cause you like me… DUH! Me: In your dreams)! So now, I need to think of a way to fit him in… okay? Please don't kill me, for not uploading it up it…
Disclaimer: Don't own the plot or SSBM, all credit goes to the people who created it.
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In Her Spirit…
"Oi! Maario! Get yer tush up! We need to get to our jobs at exactly nine and it's already seven… AHHH! GET UP!"
"Oh put a sock in it." The chubby plumber replied and rolled over his side, and put the pillow over his head so he could muffle out the annoying voice of his younger and more mature brother, Luigi.
"Did you not hear me?" The already dressed and ready to go plumber asked him, annoyed. "It's seven o'clock and…" He stopped suddenly. A door from the next room closed. He groaned. "Great… that was Peach using the bathroom. Now she'll take a shower for about an hour and a half." Luigi groaned, (Mario shot up when he heard the words Peach and bathroom in the same sentence. He smirked like some pervert.).
"Okay, I'll just use Master Hand's bathroom then? Alright? Jeez, you're such a stupid little prick." Mario said, now fully awake (because of what Luigi had said earlier about Peach).
The Hallway
"Never thought you were an early person." Said a smooth and heroic voice that everybody knew belonged to the Altean prince, Marth.
Mario turned his head around to look at the prince, who was dressed in a light blue bathrobe. He had a fluffy white towel wrapped around his head turban style, completely covering his hair. And now that he looked at it, Marth did not look as handsome as the girls thought with his hair pushed back.
"Don't look as handsome as everyone thinks, eh Marthy?" Mario sneered, all of a sudden mean. He did not like Marth much. Perhaps it was the reason that Marth was one of the "new ones." Actually, Mario didn't care about the "new people". What he mostly didn't like was that Peach had developed a certain little crush for Marth and although they (Mario and Peach) were just friends, it made Mario jealous to see Peach fawning over somebody that she (Even Mario admitted it although grudgingly) obviously deserved.
"Huh?" Marth, stopped abruptly, surprised. "Don't know what you're talking about, Mario, but I think everybody thinks I'm good looking." He gave a good-natured grin. Although Mario knew Marth was kidding about the last statement, Mario resented him more. It drove him insane to see Marth as the most likeable person.
"Whatever." Mario rolled his eyes, "if you don't know, then I'm not going to tell you. I have more urgent things to attend to."
"Wait!" Marth caught up to him. "What're you talking about all that stuff? What don't I know! TELL ME!" He was on his knees now (Now Marth was eye-level to Mario).
Mario just walked on. After going to MH's bathroom and using the bathroom and all that stuff that people do in there, he walked out only to see Marth again.
"What do you want now?" He asked, exasperated.
"WHAT DON'T I KNOW!" Marth asked.
"Ask Peach. She'll tell you," Sneered Mario, "After all she likes you." He added the last part out of pure spite. Then he stopped. Whoops. How could he let something like that slip? He berated himself for saying that. Now that Marth knew…
He walked away, not wanting to read the expression on that stupid swordsman's face.
His morning wasn't going that well.
At the Shop
"…And then, I just told Marth that Peach liked him!" Mario finished to Luigi. As you might've guessed, their jobs were clerks at a drug store.
"That'll be 14.99." Luigi told the scruffy man at the counter who'd bought a pack of cigarettes.
"Are you even paying attention?" Mario asked, annoyed that Luigi hadn't said a word about Mario's little dispute that morning.
"You're change. Have a nice day." Luigi dropped a few coins into the scruffy man's hand. He sighed. When was Mario going to learn that Peach only sought him as a friend, and that she didn't like it when he became over protective? "Listen Mario, Peach sees you as a friend, not a boyfriend. Please, learn the difference."
Mario scowled. There went Luigi again. The younger brother, but certainly acting as though he were more mature than him. "I know Luigi, but I think… wait… I know that Marth isn't… right for her. What if he just wants her for her looks? Or…"
"Mm… Maybe you're just being jealous." Luigi absentmindedly said, as he checked a bag of chips at the counter.
"Me! Jealous? Of Marth? AS IF!" Mario said it so loudly that the brunette woman who was paying gave him a cold stare and began counting her money once again.
"Mario you're scaring off the customers." Luigi gently reminded his tomato-color faced brother who literally had steam coming out of his nose and ears.
There was a faint tinkle in the shop. A young, tiny woman with mousy brown hair clad in a ragged gray cloak entered. "I don't trust her." Mario stage whispered, letting his anger off on the woman's appearance.
The woman went to the refrigerator and took out a gallon of milk and then she browsed around the shop as though she had not heard his remark.
"Mario, please, you really need to know how to control your anger. If you don't know how than take anger management lessons before getting a job." Luigi said exasperatedly before adding to the lady who had cold-stared Mario, "You're change madam."
He dropped a bill into her hand before she flicked her curly long brown hair at Mario, did a, "Humph," and went out in a flurry.
The gray dressed woman was going out the door too. With the gallon of milk in her hand. She turned her washed out gray eyes to Mario and gave him an unreadable expression before heading out.
"Oi! You! You forgot to pay! It only costs 2.99!" Mario was about to go on after her and but Luigi stopped him.
"Forget it, she probably forgot. And anyway, she deserved the milk for free because she probably heard what you said about her." Luigi told him sternly.
Mario gritted his teeth but didn't say anything.
The Next Day at the Shop
"…He was kissing her right in public!" Mario roared at Luigi, spittle dangling from his lip.
"Well… it seemed to be pretty private to me, considering that we were all at dinner yesterday. And where did you find them? In the common room corner? Well, it doesn't seem to be out on the open." Luigi frowned, as he scanned some chocolate for the kid at the counter. "Here you are, kid." He gave the kid his candy and patted him on the head.
Mario stocked up some Kit Kats and then muttered, "It was still in public."
"Mario, those Kit Kats are supposed to be in the Kit Kat box, not in the Sour Punch Straws box." Luigi reminded him patiently.
"Oh… Right." Mario said gruffly then proceeded to the end of the aisle where the Kit Kat box was.
"Escuze moi? But I wuz wondereeng if you 'ad some Milano's? You see, eet eez my 'usband's favoreet food and 'e eez in a very bad mood theze days… 'e 'as just lost 'iz job." A pretty French woman with long silvery blond hair explained (A/N: Whoever's read Harry Potter, four and six will know that this person resembles Fleur Delacour. Y. Link: Leave it to her to copy people --).
"S-sure… they're in the front of-of… me! I mean… in- in front of... in the back of…" He looked over to Luigi who looked at the pretty woman and gave Mario an exasperated look. Mario was always stumbling over his tongue around pretty girls. And in all the commotion nobody noticed a certain tiny woman in a tatty gray cloak with mousy brown hair enter and go where the refrigerators were.
"They're in the back of the room." Luigi said. The woman gave him a seductive smile murmured a "Thanks" and model-walked to the back.
"Jeez, Mar, can't you talk properly when there are pretty women? Besides I thought your eye was on Peach." Luigi said it barely higher than a whisper as Mario reached for some Glacier Gatorades in the stock room.
"I do NOT like her!" Mario gritted his teeth. Would Luigi quit picking on him for that matter? He stomped off just in time to see the mousy brown-haired lady in the battered gray cloak with a bottle of milk in her arms, stalking away.
"Oi! THEIF! GET BACK HERE YOU…" A stream of curses followed. Mario started for her but Luigi held him back.
"She's probably going off to her car already." Luigi said, although he was also quite irksome at the lady. She could've just asked… okay maybe groveled for the milk and she'd probably get it!
At the Mansion
"Gosh, two robberies already by the same lady, Mario! You should put up some camera or anti-theft burgular thingy." Captain Falcon said while Luigi and Mario told, Link, Roy, Zelda, Samus, and Captain Falcon.
"There must be something about this that shouldn't be…" Roy frowned, while he watched himself twirl his fork with spaghetti on it in the air.
"What if it's a ghost?" Capt. Falcon excitedly said. "I have to tell you this! I was at the bus stop and I saw this (A/N: Yes, he's referring to the previous chapter)…"
"C'mon Falcon! I don't need any time for those stupid stories of yours!" Mario snapped.
"Jeez… what's eating you?" Link asked.
"Something." Luigi quickly said, thinking of Marth and Peach.
"Hey guys!" A high-pitched feminine voice behind them said. Well, speaking of the devil…
They turned around to face a pretty very girly-girl with a Farah Fawcett do over. Marth stood right next to her, his hand snaked around her slim waist.
"Hello Peach." Mario forced a thin-lipped smile before shooting a glare at Marth who blinked in confusion then covered it up with a smile. ARGH! How could Marth be such a goody-two shoes? How annoying!
"What's up, Mario? You seem pretty… tense lately."
"That's 'cause he's had a robbery by some little woman who keeps stealing milk." Falcon snorted.
"Really?" Peach asked, and without getting invited she sat down at the table.
While Peach listened to Mario's highly exaggerated details, Luigi noticed Marth's eyes flickering annoyed at Mario and Peach's enthusiasm.
"Well… That's some story. How about I come tomorrow?" Marth smirked at him, "I'm sure nobody will mind me going there."
In Luigi's eyes he saw a feeling of friendship at the shop. Perhaps they'd form a friendship by being close together.
"Why not Marth? Maybe both of you will catch that woman together?"
Mario groaned behind Marth's satisfied smile.
The Next Day at the Shop
"Luigi, remind me why I didn't kill you when I had the chance yesterday." Mario said, through forced calmness as he watched Marth peer at the gas station's items and give some comment like, "This is a very adventurous place! This pack of gum frightens me!"
"Well, because then you'd go to jail…" Luigi murmured, not paying attention to Mario's sarcasm.
A faint tinkle announced the woman in the tattered gray cloak. Her expression remained the same: washed out, sad, yet frozen gray eyes. She went to the back to get her usual item; milk. A faint tinkle sounded.
"AFTER HER!" Mario ran out, with Marth at his heels. Only Luigi stayed behind, mentally thinking that the shop needed to be taken care of.
It was pretty hard to keep up with the woman. She glided like a heron skimming the surface of a smooth lake. Even Marth, with his long legs found himself panting along. They ran, for about several miles before the woman disappeared into the forest.
"What… now?" Marth panted, after running the most he'd ever run before.
"I… can hear… something…" Mario paused in between gasps. They could hear the whisper of the woman's cloak as it trailed away across the crunchy leaves. "Let's go!" and without further ado he went to the forest. Marth told himself that if Mario could do it… well he could too! After all, he was an Altean prince!
They silently stalked her, pausing here and there to listen or to catch their breath. Then when they were about a quarter of a mile into the forest they stopped hearing the woman. They instead, heard a baby's wailing.
"We have to help!" Marth urgently whispered. It reminded Mario of some sort of snobby hero. He hurried too, not wanting to be left behind.
"Oh. My. God. WAIT! MARTH! STOP!" Mario realized what he'd stepped into. It was a deserted graveyard! "It's a graveyard!"
Marth stopped midst his tracks and looked around at the tombstones. He gave a soft yelp and hopped backward and ran toward Mario.
The screaming of the baby grew louder. And Marth and Mario both knew, but did not want to voice it. They knew that the screams were coming from right beneath their feet.
"Dig it up!" Both the boys shouted in unison. They used their hands to scratch at the dirt. The baby screams were becoming ear-splitting now. Finally, when Marth scraped the last of the dirt a tiny hand popped out, flailing. Holding the baby was the mousy, brown haired tiny woman. She was slowly rotting, her eyeballs popping out. Worms ate at her flesh, inside out. She was dead. The baby however was not. And what puzzled them most was that right beside them were three empty milk bottles. The exact same ones that the woman had purchased.
Marth and Mario looked at each other, a loss for words. What more was there to say?
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To Clear up the Confusion…
The woman was the mother of the baby. They had been buried together for about two weeks, and the baby had been accidentally buried. The mother? She'd kept him alive with her spirit.
Mario and Marth took the baby and sent it to a nice little foster home. The woman was given a more proper and more public burial.
After their little adventure, Marth and Mario became pretty good friends. Mario stayed single, while Marth maintained a relationship with Peach.
So yeah. This story had a pretty good ending, ya think?
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