Chapter 11
Luigi takes out his keys, while stretching, as he walks to his shop. He hears something from within it. He kicks down the door.
"SURPRISE!" Mario shouts covered in cheese.
"Bro what are you doing!?" Luigi exclaims.
"Well I was trying to make Nachos, but I forgot that I had dip. So I brought my cheese maker here, so I could make them," Mario explains.
"But why did you bring it here?" Luigi asks still lost.
"Well, you had bread," Mario replies sucking on his thumb.
"But you wanted Nachos."
"I don't have any chips."
"Then why did you come here!?"
"Because Peach wasn't up, so I couldn't ask her."
"You could have asked me."
"You're hurting my brain!"
Luigi sighs as Mario begins to lick himself.
"Say Rosalina?" Luigi asks walking up to the table where Rosalina is sitting at.
"What's the matter?" Rosalina asks snapping out of her daze." Did Mario get his-"
"No, I hope not," Luigi interrupts." Why aren't you in this fan fiction like more than us?"
"Maybe it has something to do with the fact that the author has the brain of a race car," Rosalina replies shrugging." I don't think he knows where to put all of his characters."
"Well all authors are like that but that doesn't mean you have to be…distant."
"Well I have no control over what the author thinks."
Luigi walks away leaving Rosalina to think once more.