Authors Note: Well, Ladies and Gentleman, it just MAY be that time. You know of what I speak. I won't make any promises, but I will put down a warning just in case. There just might be strong sexual content in this chapter. It may be a little on the wilder side… maybe. ^-^ Hahaha! Kidding. Anyway, enough of my rambling, let's get on with this wagon train.

Disclaimer: I own nothing affiliated with Nintendo or the Mario Bros. I do, however, own the concept of Travis and the plot.

Peach sat huddled in the corner of her cell. She didn't know what to do. This was indeed the deepest hole she had ever been thrown into. Mario is in the hospital, the Toads are to scared to be of any use (no offense to them, bless their hearts), Luigi and Daisy are no match for Bowser on their own, and Travis…

"Oh, Travis….sniffle… Why did it have to happen this way?" She said as she hung her head and cried. She lost two of her bests friends to Bowser in just one day. The pain was almost to much for her to bear. As she sat and cried, she thought of both Mario and Travis, and of all the fun she had experienced with both of them. She thought about the time Mario accidentally jumped through the ceiling when she first kissed him on the lips. She thought of how Travis would feint when she took his hand. She thought about the time Mario tripped with the cake he had made for her birthday and it went all over both he and Peach. She also thought about the time Travis slipped and landed in a big mud-hole and ruined his white clothes.

The thoughts brought her a little joy, but it was to no avail. Because the more she thought of both of her friends, the more anguish she felt at the thought that either of them could be dead. She felt that there was no hope… That all was lost… That…

Suddenly, as if like magic, a cloaked figure stood in front of her in her cell. Peach was frightened and couldn't work up the energy to scream. But she felt the fear leave her when the figure spoke in a velvet like voice.

"Peach, do no be afraid… I am not here to harm you." The figure said as it moved a little closer. It was obviously female due to the sound of it's voice.

"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Peach asked as she stared at the figure.

The figure removed her hood to reveal a head of long flowing blonde hair, big blue eyes, a crown atop her head, and a cosmic blue dress. It was someone who Peach would NEVER forget.

"ROSY!" Peach exclaimed as she ran to embrace her friend Rosalina.

Rosalina hugged peach back. Then pulled away to speak to Peach.

"Peach, I suppose you know that this is no social call." Rosalina said with a serious look.

Peach suddenly lost her smile as the state of things came back to mind.

Rosalina never broke her gaze from Peach as she spoke.

"Peach, Bowser has both you and Travis under a spell."

Peach couldn't believe what she was hearing.

"Spell? W-what kind of spell?" Peach asked with a fearful curiosity.

"A most terrible kind. One that plays off of you and Travis's desire for one another." Rosalina said in reply.

Peach gasped as she realized exactly what this meant.

"So you're saying that, until we fulfill our desire for one another, we will never be free of the spell?" Peach asked.

"As correct as that may sound, it is only partially so. The spell was meant to increase your desire for a sensual relationship. That does not mean that the relationship has to be between the two of you. Bowser merely took into consideration you and Travis's past and used this spell to cause mayhem while he put his plans into action." Rosalina said in a response.

Peach thought this over for a second before she retorted with another question.

"So, you're saying that as long as our desire for a sensual relationship is met, regardless of who it's with, the spell will be broken?"

Rosalina nodded in response.

"So that means Mario could be my outlet!" Peach said as a wave of relief hit her. She really wanted to be with Mario, and now that she knew exactly what caused her to be attracted to Travis again after all these years, that was once again a possibility. But… what of Travis?

"Well, I know I'm going to find the outlet of my desire in Mario. He's who I want to be with anyhow. I mean, I love Travis, but he's right, he is just an old flame. It hurts me to say that, though. I will always love him. Speaking of, what about Travis? Who will he find his fulfillment in?" Peach asked.

Rosalina smiled. "Don't worry, Peach. I'm sure… someone who loves him will come along." Rosalina said as she blushed.

Peach gave Rosalina a blank stare until the meaning of Rosalina's words hit her like a freight train.

"ROSY! You don't mean…"

Rosalina stopped Peach in her tracks.

"Never you mind what I mean, Peach. Just know that all will be taken care of. And don't worry about Travis. You just worry over Mario. He is near death, but he's strong. I have a good feeling that he will pull through. Now, I must go. Take care not to anger Bowser, Peach. He just might go as far as to really hurt you this time."

With those last words, Rosalina disappeared into a blue light. Peach continued to wonder if Rosalina was REALLY going to do… No… She wouldn't… Would she?

And this was a really short chapter. Why? Well, because I have writers block. I need ya'll to do me the biggest favour that a writer could ask of his audience. Tell me how you think the rest of the story will play out. Seriously, unless you help me out, this may never get finished. Until I can come up with more ideas, this baby's going on hiatus. So start sending those messages ladies and gentleman. Take care, and God Bless!

The Preacherman.