Luigi's perspective...Remember, guys, the diary entries are written retrospectively. As in at the end of the chapter. I say 'as in' not because I don't think you don't know the meaning, but because I don't think that's the actual meaning of retrospectively.


Canon Fodder

Chapter 4: Dimensions 101

She's really pushy, Diary. Really pushy. But I made a promise. And...again, I'm not sure how long I'll be able to keep it. But I'm going to try.


"Here we are, Krus T.'s house," Luigi stated, gesturing to the small, rundown shack in front of them.

Kylie tilted her head. "This? It seems a little out of place."

Luigi gave it a second look. It was true. The shack was flanked on both sides by normal, modern houses that met modern fire codes, and the shack seemed to sag even more by comparison. Nonetheless, Krus T. resided here, and she had for a very long time. Luigi motioned for Kylie to follow him, then went inside.

"H'llo? Who'sere?" A voice called from up a set of very brittle-looking stairs that were positioned right by the front door. "Did I forget to lock my door again?"

"You never lock your door, Krus T.!" Luigi called.

Kylie crossed her arms and smirked. "Nobody ever does," she quipped.

"Weegee? Izzat you?" Krus T. hollered. "Hold up for 'jes a sec', I'll be right with ye!"


I like Krus T. I like her for a myriad of reasons, the main one being she recognizes me. Most of the time. The other times like when she calls me something like Fiji I assume is because of Alzheimers, or whatever it is Toads get.


"Ah, Weegee, it's nice 'teh see ye again!" Krus T. said, smiling as she stood at the top of the stairs. She looked like a normal female toad, with the pig-tails, but her spots were a very light lavender. "What ken I do ye for? An' who's the lass wit' ye? 'S she yer-"

"No, no. Nothing like that. Krus, this is Kylie. I'm helping her with...a p-project. Right?"

Kylie nodded. "Yep. I'm studying legends and occult happenings. I've heard that you know a bit about those subjects."

Luigi stared at her in astonishment.


It had just rolled off her tongue. As easily as if she had been talking to me about the weather. I didn't say it out loud, but I was thinking something along the lines of 'teach me, master'.


"Well, then, is 'ere any specific one you'd like to hear?" Krus T. asked. "Och, hold on. I'm parched. I need to make myself some iced tea."

As she hobbled off into the kitchen, Luigi turned to Kylie. "You didn't find anything in my library?"

Kylie shook her head.

Luigi frowned. "Mamma mia...I spent a fortune on that library. I had this pipe dream that it had everything I'd ever need to know, but...I guess not."

"Aw'ight, come into the living room! I'm ready for ye!"

Kylie and Luigi walked through the kitchen, to come to a coffee table. There were two couches on either side of it. Kylie and Luigi took the couch opposite Krus.

"I was wondering...Are there any legends about interdimensional travel?" Kylie asked once she had sat down.

Krus thought for a moment, sipping her iced tea. "Ah...Well, the most prominent one is about that man right next to ye and his brother."

Luigi stiffened, before remembering. He had forgotten for a small moment that he wasn't from the Mushroom Kingdom.

"Really? Luigi, you're not native to the Mushroom Kingdom?" Kylie asked, turning to him.

"Um...no. I'm from a far off land called Brooklyn. It's a long way from here."

Kylie nodded slowly. If he didn't know any better, Luigi could've sworn this was the first time she had ever heard about this. "And how did you come here in the first place?"

"Mario and I were fixing a leak for one of our clients. We heard a cry for help down one of the pipes, and next thing I knew we were here. And...we've never been able to get back."

"Alright," said Kylie, before turning back to Krus T. "Is there anything else?"

"There's another story, but it's more of a made-up lesson than a legend," Krus T. said, before putting down her cup. "Y'see, the dimensions are very precariously balanced. As is common sense, everything that is made in a dimension belongs in that dimension. And if somethin' from one dimension crosses into another, things start to go wrong. F'rinstance, say that there's a lad from dimension A, and he crosses o'er to dimension B. Now, since he doesnae belong in dimension B, things in dimension B start to go wrong. Things like...ah...more natural disasters like earthquakes and fissures, certain people losing a sense of right or wrong, and in extreme cases, entire continents changing their structure. This is all because that lad from dimension A isn'nae supposed to be in dimension B. But the People Who Watch don't fancy that happening. So whenever something like that happens, they always make some sort o' opportunity for the person to get back to their home," Krus T. finished.

Kylie stared at her, then looked at Luigi. "But-"

"Ah, I know what yer gonna say. 'But Loogie isn'nae from the Mushroom Kingdom!' And as I said, it's a made-up lesson. It hasn'nae been proven. It's 'jes prose right now. But," Krus T. continued, taking another sip from her tea, "with all o' these legends comin' true e'ery week, ye never know. Now...is that all yer gonna be needin', or do ye want another one?"

"Uh, tell you what. I'll go and type this into my report, and if I need anything else, I'll come right back," said Kylie.

"Aw'ight. Sounds like a plan," Krus T. smiled wryly. "Now, off ye go. My favourite program's comin' on the telly, an' I don't want to miss it."


Another reason I like Krus T. is her accent. It's a really cool accent.

But what she said about the dimension A and B stuff disturbed me to some level. I'm not quite sure what it means, but if it is true (and let's face it, Diary, it probably is) then Kylie, Mario and I all being here at one time cannot be good for it. What if this place was normal until Mario and I got here, and suddenly all the residents turned into mushroom people, and floating blocks materialized out of thin air? And what's going to change now that Kylie's here? This whole adventure...well, it hasn't even started yet, and I'm already scared.


The chapters in this story are going to fluctuate in length, more than they did in NPA, partly because of the perspective thing. I'm still going to aim for about the same word count as NPA, and I'm still going to try to update every day. So this story's going to go on a bit longer than No Pokeballs Allowed did, chapter wise.