FINALLY BACK! I'm so sorry it took so long! School has been keeping me busy, plus I've had a severe case of writer's block. HOWEVER, I'm back now, and I've already started the next chapter, too.

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...and that's it. I can see this definitely isn't my most popular story. Oh, well. It's almost over. One more chapter after this, and then an epilogue.

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Disclaimer: I do not own any of Nintendo's characters.

(Peach's PoV)

I smiled politely at my guests as I tried to spot Daisy and Luigi among them. I couldn't seem to find them anywhere. I had seen them at the door talking to Rosalina earlier, but then I looked away for a minute, and when I looked back, they were gone.

"Hey, Peach..."

I jumped when I heard Luigi's voice from behind me. I turned around and saw him holding a very irritated-looking Daisy, whose makeup was all over her face.

"What is going on here?" I demanded.

"Daisy tripped and fell and hurt her ankle," Luigi explained.

"Because I was trying to run away from you!" Daisy snapped.

Luigi frowned, and I glared at him. "What did you do?"

"It's a long story," he sighed. "Is there a doctor somewhere in this castle?"

"Uh, yeah, you need to go down that hallway, then it's the second door on the left," I said, still quite confused. "I would show you, but I have people I'm supposed to be talking to."

"I understand," Luigi replied.

Then as he walked away carrying Daisy, I couldn't help but stop him. "Wait! Luigi!"

Luigi turned around. "Yeah?"

"If I come with you, will you tell me what happened?" I asked.

He sighed again. "Alright, fine. I'll tell you when we get there."

I narrowed me eyes. "Why don't you want to tell me?"

Luigi looked at the floor. "Because I'm not really proud of any part of it."

"Good," Daisy grumbled. "Now, I think my ankle may be broken. I really need to see a doctor."

(Luigi's PoV)

As Daisy was getting her foot checked out by Peach's doctor, I explained what happened to Peach.

"I didn't really mean it... I was just trying to make Rosalina shut up, because she likes me, but likes Waluigi more, and she kind of annoys me, but then I realized that Daisy was standing right there, and how hurtful that must have sounded to her... Sigh... Peach... Can I tell you something?" I looked up from the floor to Peach.

"Of course you can, Luigi," Peach replied. She was being very understanding of the whole situation.

"Peach..." I sighed. "I'm in love with Daisy." Peach giggled. "What's so funny?"

Peach shook her head. "Oh, Luigi, that's no secret. I think Daisy's the only one who hasn't figured it out by now, and she won't believe me when I try to tell her."

I felt my face turn red. "You... you told her?"

"Of course I did. She needed to know that there are people who are interested in here. She needed to know that Waluigi was wrong," Peach explained.

"Oh." Well, that makes sense, I decided. "Well, that's why I feel so bad about saying that I would never date her. I didn't mean that. I don't want her to think I feel that way about her. Please help me convince her I didn't mean it, Peach," I begged.

Peach took my hand. "Of course I will. You two would be so nice together."

I smiled. "Well, thanks. So... If what I said upset her that much... Does that mean...?"

Peach smiled back. "It does."

I continued smiling, until the doctor came out, and I remembered that Daisy got hurt because of me.

I suddenly no longer wanted to smile.

(Daisy's PoV)

I had apparently managed to break my ankle when I tripped and fell, which I completely blamed on Luigi. I knew it wasn't all his fault, that I should have been more careful, but if he had never ran after me, I never would have run away.

I sighed as I lay in bed, staring at my cast. I would have to use crutches for six weeks. It had only been a few days since the ball. I had agreed to let Luigi drive me home, though I refused to talk to him very much. He apologized over and over again for everything, but I said nothing.

He had tried to call me at least once per day since that night, but I just ignored him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Luigi. Rolling my eyes, I grabbed my crutches and awkwardly stumbled to the door. I looked through the window, and to my surprise, Peach was standing there, not Luigi.

I opened the door. "Hey, Peach. Come in. What's up?"

Peach smiled and walked in the door. "Hello, Daisy. Just thought I'd check on you. How are you?"

I headed for the living room with Peach right behind me. "Eh, I'm alright. Still trying to get used to these crutches." I sat down on the couch, and Peach sat on a chair across from me.

"Have you spoke to Luigi recently?"

I glared at her. "No, Peach, I haven't. In case you forgot, he is the whole reason my ankle is broken. Remember?"

Peach frowned. "Well… you're the one who tripped… he didn't trip you…"

I crossed my arms and narrowed my eyes. "Whose side are you on here? No, he didn't trip me, but he chased me."

"Only because you were running away. He said you were upset and he wanted to make you feel better."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, he said that, huh? He also said he would never date me. You said he was in love with me. So, as we can clearly see, you are wrong a lot."

Peach sighed, then moved to my couch and touched my shoulder. "Daisy, that night, he told me he is in love with you. Why would he lie about that? Why would I lie about that?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. To make me feel better, maybe?"

"If it wasn't true, why would he run after you? Why would he carry you inside? Why would he try so hard to contact you?"

He must have told her about trying to call me, I decided. Then I sighed. "Maybe he just didn't want to seem like a jerk."

"But he's not a jerk, Daisy. You know that better than anyone else."

I bit my lip and looked away. She had a point. I thought of that day when he found me crying outside the mall. "But then… why would he say what he did?"

Peach shrugged. "He's Luigi. You know how he can be when he gets flustered. He says things he doesn't mean. Come on, just listen to what he has to say. Give him another chance.

I drew in a deep breath and looked back up at her. "Alright, fine… I'll give him one more chance."

Suddenly, as if on cue, the phone rang. A small smile crossed Peach's face as she picked up the phone and handed it to me. I slowly inhaled before answering the phone.

"Hello…?"

"D-Daisy? Is that really you? You actually answered?" Luigi seemed relatively excited.

I nodded, then remembered he couldn't see me. "Yes, I answered."

"I-I can't beleive it! I-I thought you hated me, a-and you never wanted to see me again, a-and-"

"What do you want?" I interrupted, a lot snippier than I had intended.

"O-oh… I wanted to say I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry for what I said, Daisy. I didn't mean it. And I'm so, so, so sorry you broke your ankle. I'll never be able to forgive myself for that. And I'm so, so, so, sooo sorry-"

"Luigi?"

"Yes?"

"Just come over." With that, I hung up the phone, then looked over to find a grinning Peach. "You really want us to get together, huh?"

She nodded, then stood up. "I'll leave, that way you two may speak privately." She headed fpr the door, then called over her shoulder, "Bye, Daisy! Get well soon!"

I rolled my eyes. "I'll try!" I replied, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

About fifteen minutes later, I heard a shy knock on the door. I opened it, and Luigi studied my crutches. He then looked at me, his eyes filled with remorse. "D-Daisy… I'm really sorry…"

"You've been saying that a lot lately," I observed.

He looked down. "I-I know… because I mean it… Daisy… I'm-"

"Sorry?" I asked. "Yes, I know. Now, come inside." I made my way back to the living room, still having trouble with the crutches, and sat back down on my couch. Luigi sat down across from me, where Peach had been earlier. "Peach told me I should give you another chance and listen to what you have to say. So, here's your chance. But don't just keep apologizing."

Luigi nodded, then took in a deep breath. "I didn't mean what I said, Daisy. I was really talking about Rosalina. I-"

"But you said me."

He sighed. "Yes, but I really meant her. She likes me, but she likes Waluigi more. I was trying to hint to her to leave me alone. I would never say that about you, Daisy. I would-"

"But you did."

His shoulders slumped. "I know I did, Daisy, and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I-"

"I told you not to apologize."

Luigi stared at me for a second, then he sighed and shook his head. "I didn't mean to say it, Daisy, and it's not true. I…" He suddenly looked down, his face a very deep shade of red. "I know Peach already told you this, but… Daisy… I… I-I… I'm-in-love-with-you." He said the last five words so fast, they almost seemed to be just one long word. I felt my face turn warm as I looked away. "And…" he contined, "I was chasing you because I wanted to tell you that. I didn't mean for you to get hurt…"

I looked back at him, and he was still looking down. "D-did you really mean that…?"

He glanced back up at me and nodded, then looked away again. "I really messed everything up… I'm so sorry… Oh, uh, I mean… I feel terrible." He sighed again, then stood up. "I just really needed to tell you that, Daisy. I'll leave you alone now." He started walking toward the door.

"Wait!" I grabbed my crutches and started hopping to where he was. He hurried over to me and helped me situate my crutches. I smiled at him. "If you want… we could hang out for a little while…"

He smiled back. "Yeah? Doing what?"

"Hmm… Oh, let's play-" Before I could name any of my favorite games, I remembered my ankle. "Oh. Well, um… We could, uh… play video games…?"

Luigi smiled. "I would love to, Daisy."

(Luigi's PoV)

I lost track of how long Daisy and I were playing games. I didn't know what time it was when we started, but I went home around dinnertime, since I had promised to cook for Mario.

I can't believe she forgave me. I can't believe she forgave me. I can't believe it. I can't believe it. I words repeated themselves over and over in my head. I smiled as I cooked the pasta. I was making spaghetti, Mario's favorite, as well as mine. I grinned, then called into the living room, "Hey Mario, I accidentally doubled the recipe!"

"Huh?" Mario walked into the kitchen. "I guess we'll have plenty of leftovers."

"Yeah, maybe…" I shrugged. "Or, maybe, you could invite Peach over. Yeah! And I'll invite Daisy over, too!"

Mario chuckled. "Oh? And you're sure doubling the recipe was an accident."

"Unless you can prove otherwise, yes." I winked at Mario as he pulled out his phone and texted Peach. I never really liked texting so much, especially when trying to make plans. I couldn't stand waiting for an answer, especially if I needed a quick response. I grabbed my phone and dialed Daisy's number.

"Hello?"

I smiled upon hearing her voice. "Hi, Daisy. I know I just left your house not too long ago, but I was wondering if you'd like to come over and have dinner with us. Mario's inviting Peach, too."

I could hear the smile in her voice. "Sure! I'll see if she'll pick me up."

I grinned. "Sounds great! I'll see you then!"

I smiled and hung up, then went back to the spaghetti.

Mario came over and inspected the food. "I thought Daisy was mad at you. You know, since you broke her ankle."

I spun around and pointed at him with the spoon, splashing some sauce on him. "I did not break her ankle. Don't ever say that I did."

Mario wiped the sauce off his shirt. "Ouch, that's hot! I was just kidding. Although, her ankle is broken…"

I sighed and resumed cooking. "I know… But, she forgave me."

Mario nodded. "That's good. So are you two…?"

I shook my head. "I don't know. I told her I love her, then I started to leave, and she asked me to stay and play video games with her."

"Ahh, I see. Well, good luck, li'l bro."

I blushed a little. "Thanks, Mario."

Mario nodded at me and left the room.

I finished cooking the spaghetti, then pulled a tray of garlic bread out of the oven as Mario set the table. That's when I heard the doorbell ring. Just in time, I thought as I went to open the door.

Peach and Daisy stood outside. "Hey, come in! Sit down! Dinner is just about ready!"

"Hello, Luigi!" Peach said as she walked inside.

Daisy grinned and followed Peach. "Hey, Luigi!"

I smiled back. "You can sit down and hang out here, I'm just going to finish up dinner."

I hurried back into the kitchen, and Mario followed me. "Daisy looks nice," he observed. "It looks look she got all dressed up, just for dinner."

I could feel myself turning red. "R-really?"

Mario nodded. "Oh, but, Luigi?"

"Yeah?"

He put a hand on my shoulder. "Try not to get nervous tonight."

So, there it is. The chapter you've all been waiting three months for. And again, I'm sorry it took so long. I'm also sorry this story isn't exactly my best. Maybe you could tell me what you don't like in the form of a review? Anyway, I'll see ya next chapter!