Alright, here it is! The second chapter to 'An Unconventional Apology'. Now, I'm gonna tell ya right off the bat that this chapter is pretty strange so

just, bear with me. Hopefully you'll like it, and if you don't, to bad! No Flames! That is all, Later!

Chapter 2

The Fall of a Boyfriend

Daisy walked into the livingroom carrying a cup of pipping hot orange darjeeling tea. She sat down on the couch and placed her tea on the coffee table, picking up the remote control and clicking the TV on. She surfed for a few minutes before finally settling on one of her favourite sitcoms, picking up her tea and taking a sip. Surprisingly, she rather enjoyed the feel of the boiling liquid running down her throat. She removed the cup from her lips and glanced down at her watch, which read 5:00 pm. She sighed, Luigi wouldn't be over until around 7:00.

She had asked him to come over so that they could talk and he had willingly agreed. You see, Luigi and Daisy had only been dating for about three weeks now, and in that time, had come across a rocky point in their relationship; their first fight. Usually, with new couples, the first fight revolved around one of the pair not spending enough time with the other, and that was exactly what had happened. Daisy had expressed, in a strangely irritated tone, that she thought she and Luigi were not spending enough time together. And although Luigi knew that this was partly of true, he thought that she was blowing the situation way out of proportion.

His job (he and his brother owned a small plumbing business) had been rather hectic lately and he hadn't been able to find very much time to spend with her. But it wasn't like he never saw her. He would go over to her mansion every now and then to hang out with her, although that was really all he had time to do. Although he had a very shy disposition, Daisy saying that they weren't spending enough time together had really frustrated him. And the angry tone she had said it in indicated to him that she thought he wasn't trying.

This had sparked a sharp reply from him and then a frustrated sigh from her and, after that, the two hadn't spoken to each other for two whole days! On the third day-which was also today-Daisy had called Luigi and told him that she wanted to talk, and Luigi told her that he had been just about to call her to tell her the exact same thing. Now, here she was, anxiously awaiting her boyfriend's visit. She glanced over at the bag that was siting at the other end of the couch and smiled as she noticed a piece of yellow fabric protruding from it. She smirked as she stared at the bag, which she knew contained some very unusual things. Little did Luigi know, she had something very unconventional planned for their 'talk'.

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A knock at the door roused Daisy from the book she was reading. Rising from the couch, she glanced over at the small clock that sat on the coffee table. It read 7:00 pm. She let a small smile graze her features; Luigi had always been incredibly punctual. He didn't think it polite to keep people waiting by being late, or surprising them by arriving early, so he almost always arrived exactly on time. She made her way toward the front door and opened it gently, finding a rather nervous looking Luigi standing on her doorstep.

"Hi..Daisy," he greeted shyly as he began to wring his hands nervously.

"Hey Luigi," she replied, sounding slightly shy herself. She motioned for him to come in, and he nodded, stepping inside before quickly removing his shoes and making his way into the living room. She closed the door and followed him in. He raised an eyebrow curiously as he entered the room and saw the bag sitting on the couch, something unidentifiable sticking out of it. However, not wanting to be nosy, he shrugged it off and sat down on the couch. He glanced over at Daisy and watched a strangely anxious look find it's way across her face as she entered the room-it was an unusual look for her. But the look faded almost as soon as it had appeared and in seconds, she was back to her calm, confident self.

Forgetting that she had left the bag on the couch, Daisy had been just about to snatch it and quickly find a place for it somewhere out of Luigi's sight. However not wanting to look conspicuous, she decided against her plan. She calmly walked over, picked up the bag and headed for the kitchen. Before she entered, she turned to Luigi,

"Something to drink?" she asked courteously, noticing that he still looked rather nervous.

"Just some water...please," he told her, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling it gently, as if the mention of water had suddenly left him dehydrated. She nodded before turning back toward the kitchen, grinning as soon as her back was to him. She knew him all too well, knew that if they were going to have a conversation about their relationship that he was bound to need some form of liquid before he sweated himself out. This is going to be easier than I expected, she thought to herself as she placed the bag on the counter and began to rummage through it, before long finding a small container and pulling it out.

She removed a large glass from her cupboard and walked over to the tap, turning it and waiting until the water was cold before filling it almost to the brim. She opened the small container and shook three tablets into her hand, dropping them into the water she had just poured. She watched them disintegrate almost instantly and smiled approvingly before screwing the cap back onto the container and placing it in her cupboard. She then picked up the glass and walked back into the living room, handing it to Luigi before sitting down next to him on the couch.

He stared at the glass for a moment before abruptly taking an incredibly large gulp of it and turning to face Daisy. He placed the glass-which was now practically empty-on the coffee table and took a deep breath, as if he were preparing to make a speech. Daisy cocked her head curiously.

"Look Daisy, I just wanted to apologize for what I said before," he explained, "about how we were already spending enough time together. I mean, it's not really for me to say, it should be the both of us that agree or disagree about something like this and I think that-" he stopped, looking away from her and blinking a few times as if he was having trouble seeing. He shook his head and turned back to Daisy. "As I was saying, I think...I-I think...that we...um, we ssshhhould..." his last words came out slurred as his head suddenly began to tilt back and forward. It was almost as if it had spontaneously detached from his shoulders and was just waiting to topple off. His eyelids began to droop as his body began to mimic the same wavering movements as his bobbling head.

Before long, he could no longer hold himself up and he fell forward onto the couch, losing all consciousness.

Daisy couldn't stop the huge smirk that practically engulfed her face as she stared at his sleeping form. It hadn't taken long for those sleeping pills to take effect, then again, they weren't just any old sleeping pills. Luigi had also downed almost the entire glass in one gulp, that had also probably helped speed up the process. Daisy stood from the couch and stretched, preparing to put the next stage of her plan into action. She rubbed her hands together, looking like a mad scientists preparing for his next harebrained scheme.

"This, is going to be fun," she murmured devilishly.

So, pretty weird huh? And yes I know that there isn't really a sleeping pill that works that quickly. But I didn't want to make this chapter too long

as it would distract from chapter three, which is the best chapter of all. Everything will be explained in the next chapter so make sure to read on.

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