Hello again! I'm here with another chapter. Yes I had time (YAYYYY) but I wanted to discuss like the logic and the setting of the story. There's a couple of kingdoms:

Oakland Kingdom

Meadow Kingdom

Treetop Kingdom

Mushroom Kingdom

Skyland Kingdom

Boulder Kingdom

And the Smashlands - (arenas, gyms, homegrounds, cities, where all the smashers live)

I'll probably give out a link to you guys which explains all the logic for my reality or make a chapter explaining it in this fic. Maybe. I'm still thinking about it. But if you want to learn about it like immediately then feel free to PM me. I'll respond as soon as possible. Anyway, lets get into the story!

A SORTA KINDA MAYBE WARNING: So this fic mentions suicide like once. I guess it might affect someone but yeah. Just advised.

Sorry for keeping you long. Enjoy! :)

Ace xx

Dawn engulfed the Smashlands, a bright pink and orange cover sweeping over the top of the meadows. I awoke subtly. It was one of the best sleeps I'd had in awhile. I wanted to sleep longer but duty called me. I had an arranged battle with Olimar and I didn't want to miss it and upset him. Olimar's a sensitive guy. I don't blame him though. There was another thing I needed to do today. Tell him. Tell my brother about the thoughts I had last night. It will be difficult but I need to tell him. I'll regret it later if I don't. I get out of bed, grunting as I lift my body off of the soft covers. My legs ache from when Cap swiped at them. I reach over to my bedside table to take a sip of 3 day old water. I gulp it down, sighing deeply as my lungs fill with air after the drink. I look at my calendar. My battle with Olimar isn't till the afternoon. Plenty of useless time waiting to tell Mario. I stumble into the kitchen, pull open the fridge and nab a Yoshi apple or whatever the hell you call them. I sit on the couch, munching on my apple. I send a message to the maintenance toads on my TeleSmasher. The sun shimmers through my window and bounces off my $4 (£0.55 I think? I'm not good at money) coffee table. I haven't had this much Zen in so long. It's the best morning I've had. I look at my clock. 9:00?! Already? Mario will be up. I didn't get changed yesterday so I'm still in my clothes. I open up my battered door and make my way out of the house into the glowing, golden fields.

I look over the hill. I can clearly see Mario's colossal mushroom hut. I wander down the gleaming tall grass. The sun towers over the fields giving it the yellow beam effect. I come to the stoney paved pathway leading to the hut. I knock on the door. footsteps clamber towards me. The door creaks open

"Lu?" Mario stares at me puzzled. I take off my hat and narrow my eyes to the floor.

"There's something I need to tell you," He looks stunned. Like someone just died. "Uh sure. What's up?" He leads me to his massive living room, takes a seat and offers me some Goomba biscuits. They're my favorite things in the world. Mario got the recipe off Samus (who apparently in her spare time, is a cook). They're little brown cookies with white chocolate chips to make them look like eyes. I force Mario to make them as cookie sandwiches. He puts Power Moon icecream in the middle. Power Moon icecream is really just delicious banana ice-cream but still. You can't beat a Power Moon Goomba biscuit sandwich. But today, I say no. It's the most cruel and evil thing I can do to my stomach but I need to talk with Mario seriously. He looks at me like I've got 3 heads then sighs. "Well now I definitely know that something has happened." He snickers. I give off a small chuckle but it fades into our awkward conversation.

"Mario..." He stares at me lovingly. I hesitate for a moment before inhaling deeply. "Last night...I was thinking about Waluigi." Mario narrows his eyes to the ground and then looks up. "Yeah?" "And I thought about how you know...he committed suicide." Mario's face tightens and he nods slightly at my comment. "And I kind of thought to myself...that I-I w-want to if my life goes downhill from here." Mario's mug of tea smashed onto the carpet. Tea flushed out of the broken mug all over the floor. I glanced at Mario's face. He was just looking at the carpet with tea covering it.

"S-sorry. I just.." "Luigi it's fine." This is not good at all. He just called me by my full name instead of Lu. He's really upset. It's so obvious. I feel destroyed. Like a grain of sand getting swirled away into oblivion. I wish I was back in my bed. Suddenly, I feel a hand brush against my shoulder. Mario's head leans onto mine. I sniffle a bit and he comforts me. "How do you think of...therapy?"

The clock timed perfectly with the beat of my heart. Fast and motioned. Mario sits with me and we wait on the couch at her house. Her name is Daisy. She's a smasher but apparently went to medical school and got a degree in therapy. I don't talk to her much but we were on a team for a duel once. She's nice I guess but I don't remember all that much about her or what she looks like. It was a long time ago when we were in a match together.

"Oop! Hi guys! Sorry I'm late. Had a battle in the Oakland Kingdom. Flights are long over there." The most beautiful, stunning girl I've ever laid eyes on walks into the room. She smiles at me and grabs a notebook from across the room. "Thanks for calling me, Mario. Some people just walk in here thinking they own the place." Her voice is sincere and soft. There's no imperfections in it at all. She opens the door into a small room and leads us inside. She glances at me then back at Mario. "This will only take 3 hours." My jaw drops and I shudder in fear. "Haha. Just kidding. It will take as long as you want it to be." she smiles at me again and I blush. She giggles. "Well, Mario. Thanks for dropping by! I'll call you when our session is over." Mario nods and leaves the room. Now that Mario is gone, I suddenly have a sinking feeling that I'll stuff something up.

"So, Luigi, first things I need to know is your basic life. Who are the people you interact with? What do you do on a daily basis? Any concerns in your life?" I break out into 'sudden Luigi think mode'. "Umm..uhhhh...well." she laughs. "Don't worry. Just answer as much as you can." I swallow and take a deep breath. "Well m-my main friends are Mario, Yoshi and Wario. I don't r-really hang out with anyone else. Is that a b-bad thing?" she writes in her journal and looks up at me. "Of course it's not. Its better than no friends, isn't it?" I nod slightly. "Y-yeah, I guess." she writes more notes down in her journal. "How is your relationship with these people do you think? Do they respect you? And don't fluster about these questions. You have the right to not answer." her eyes sparkle at me. I smile slightly. "Yeah they respect me, I guess. Mario's my brother so you know, he loves me either way and Yoshi has been me and Mario's best friend forever. Me and Wario only recently became friends." she writes a lot longer notes in her journal. I gulp. Then I realize why. It's because I didn't stutter when I spoke. A good thing or a bad thing? I wouldn't know.

"Do you guys like to do stuff together?" I narrow my eyes to the wall. The clock ticks faster now. Has time sped up? I don't really...well...want to leave. "Me, Mario and Yoshi yes. Wario is kind of a "separate friend"." Daisy nods, raising her eyebrows. "What do you guys like to do together?" "Well we just do small trio battles together every week in this mini tournament. Sometimes we go out for bubble tea or..." I remember I need to act more subtle. I shift in my seat. "Um, yeah. We just in general hang out together." Daisy skims through her notes then looks up at me. "I've written the amount I need and there's not really any need for this session going longer." I look up at her. It's only been like 20 minutes! "Anything you need to tell me?" she asks. "No." I mutter. I'm not sure I want the session to end. "Well there is something."

"What's that?"

"Ok, I'll tell you. But please, don't tell Mario."

"I won't. I promise."

And I tell her.