Before he could retaliate, Luigi was pushed up against a wall. Luckily, it wasn't with a lot of strength, and it certainly hadn't hurt, but it did manage to make a grunt come out of the green hero.

His eyes fluttered close as a pair of gloved hands made their way to his neck, wrapping around it tightly. The younger Mario brother whimpered softly, although it wasn't a whimper of pain. It was a whimper of pleasure.

"Mario's going to be so mad at us..." Daisy murmured as she brought her lips to Luigi's quickly, a soft, uncharacteristic, girly moan making it's may through her throat. The green thunder brought his hands to her hips and pulled her closer, still squeezing his eyes shut.

"I think, this one time, I'll be okay with angering my brother." Luigi mumbles once they separate. "And I'm sure he knew that when I said I'd go to Rogueport, I meant take you on a date."

"Is that the code you two use?" Daisy teased, stepping away from her love and sitting on the edge of a bed. "Going to Rogueport means making love to a woman?"

"N-no." Luigi bushed, crossing his arms. "If you remember correctly, my idea for the date was to search Sarasaland together. You're the one who wanted to come to my vacation house and do...that."

The princess of Sarasaland smirked and pulled on some undergarments, a gleam of pleasure in her eyes. Luigi smiled and slipped on some clothing himself. Both got dressed in silence, flashing their partner a smile every so often before being interrupted by a bright flash coming from one of the rooms side tables.

"Luigi..." Daisy mumbled once she had regained her composure, looking around the room. "What was that."

The younger Mario brother stayed silent as he rummaged through the side tables, wiping his brow in relief before taking out a large, golden circle. "It was just this, thankfully."
"And...what exactly is that?"

"It's Mario's." Luigi clarifies. "Even though we both live together in Toad Town, we have separate, bigger houses. I have this place, and he has a castle. But, after seeing how insecure Peach's could be, he put these 6 golden coins on as a lock. When you bring all 6 to the door, they flash – like this one just did – and the door unlocks. It's the only way to get in without something like teleportation, which none of us can do anyway."

Daisy nodded in understanding, taking the coin from Luigi and studying it carefully. "But, if it flashes when you unlock the door, and this needs to be at the door to unlock it, why did it flash now?"

"Well...really they flash when the door opens. The unlocking process doesn't really have any visuals to it, y'know?"

"So...the door just opened without all the keys?"

The green thunder's mouth opened as though to say something, before his eyes took on a worried look and he quickly pulled his hat onto his head. "We need to get back to Mario. He'd want to hear about this, and we've been gone long enough."

Shadow Mario yawned and stretched his arms above his head, still sitting on a dusty throne, shifting through various magazines that had been left lying around. After another minute of this, he finally stood up for what felt like the first time in hours, and made his way down the hall to a rickety, old, wooden door.

"May I come in?" He called gently, knocking on the door. After receiving no response, he cracked the door open a bit, peeking in to find a sleeping princess. "There's no one to talk to..."

You could always talk to me...

Doopliss spun around to see a man slightly taller than himself, wearing a black robe that managed to shroud his face. He was waving slightly, the annoyance in his voice clear as it echoed through the painters head. "Who are you?"

You really don't remember me? That's too bad. But I'd be lying if I said I was disappointed. I couldn't care less if someone as stupid as you remembered someone as mighty as myself.

"You're a jerk. I don't want to talk to you." Shadow Mario grumbled as the man turned around and sat on the same old throne. "How...how did you get in here, anyway?"

I, like you, can shadow walk. However, I simply walked in through the front door. If you remembered me, you would known that six little trinkets can't stop me.

"That's my throne!" Shadow Mario growled, holding his paint staff ahead of him menacingly. "Listen, I'm the hero of the Mushroom Kingdom! I don't take lightly to villains like yourself!"

You're no hero. Mario is the hero.

"He is not! I'll defeat him, and then I'll defeat you!"

Oh really? You'll defeat him? And how do you plan to do such a thing if you're to much of a pansy to even tell him where to find and challenge you?

A faint blush made it's way onto Doopliss' cheeks, and he shrugged his shoulders. "If he can't even figure it out on his own, how does he suspect I'll ever believe he's the real Mario?"

...Regardless of your terrible battle plans, I don't plan on interfering. Just thought I'd drop by and say hello to my favorite failure.

'Mario' stood in place, stupefied as the mad promptly disappeared off the throne, leaving the artist alone once more.

There, this is the last of what I already have written. Now the hiatus really begins!

But, as a quick word - I am aware there is a "troll" in the review section of this story. That's why I had to re-publish it in the first place under a new name, but sadley they've "found" me again (because it just so happens the two "spammers" are actually one person)

At this point, I've stopped caring – there's really nothing I can do. But I thank all of you who have retaliated within your own reviews. Seriously, thank you all. You make writing a whole lot more enjoyable.

~Catch you soon!