Peach worked at her plan all week long. Long after her servants and father
had gone to sleep, Peach would get up in her night robe and glide ever so
silently down the beautiful stairs to do research and check once again that
her plan was foolproof.
After two more days, her plan was surely fail-safe, as Toad liked to say. Peach planned to take Mario out on a day where Christina was out of town, visiting distant relatives. They would go out for dinner and maybe have a little fun at the racetrack before going to the movies. While that was all going on, Peach would slowly work towards Mario.
Therefore, to assure her plan's safety one last time, Peach called up Luigi and Mario's number.
"Hello, this is Princess Peach. Is Mario there?" Peach said in a super- sweet voice.
No answer.
"Hello?" Peach cried into the phone.
It was silent except for some static that sounded vaguely of smothered laughter.
"Luigi, I know you're on the phone laughing like a lunatic and you better give the phone to Mario!" Peach screeched into the phone, losing her temper.
"This is not Luigi," a deep voice said. There was a trace of Italian accent. It couldn't be Luigi though because Luigi had a very, very heavy accent. It had to be Mario.
"Who is it then?"
"It's. it's Mario," stuttered the voice.
"Is it really you, Mario?"
"Yes. What business do you have with me?"
"Look, Mario. I was just wondering if we could get to. I mean, just be friends. And as friends."
"Hold on a sec! Friends? Friends? I thought you hated me after the egg incident, but of course that was all Luigi's fault."
"I'm not mad anymore, Mario. I wanted to know if you wanted to go out with me this Saturday at 6 o'clock PM."
"Well. uh, sure, I guess. How can I refuse?"
"Good. Goodbye."
Peach was happy, but Mario wasn't.
Mario slumped back into the couch, mumbling. He was distressed terribly. He still liked Peach but Christina was better. He knew what he had done was very wrong indeed. He knew he should have never dumped Peach so suddenly and abruptly like that, but it just happened too quickly for Mario to understand at first what was going on. He knew in the darkest corner of his heart, that Peach didn't just want to be friends. She wanted more than that. However, how could Mario give two girls that?
It was, however, best that Mario went anyway.
After two more days, her plan was surely fail-safe, as Toad liked to say. Peach planned to take Mario out on a day where Christina was out of town, visiting distant relatives. They would go out for dinner and maybe have a little fun at the racetrack before going to the movies. While that was all going on, Peach would slowly work towards Mario.
Therefore, to assure her plan's safety one last time, Peach called up Luigi and Mario's number.
"Hello, this is Princess Peach. Is Mario there?" Peach said in a super- sweet voice.
No answer.
"Hello?" Peach cried into the phone.
It was silent except for some static that sounded vaguely of smothered laughter.
"Luigi, I know you're on the phone laughing like a lunatic and you better give the phone to Mario!" Peach screeched into the phone, losing her temper.
"This is not Luigi," a deep voice said. There was a trace of Italian accent. It couldn't be Luigi though because Luigi had a very, very heavy accent. It had to be Mario.
"Who is it then?"
"It's. it's Mario," stuttered the voice.
"Is it really you, Mario?"
"Yes. What business do you have with me?"
"Look, Mario. I was just wondering if we could get to. I mean, just be friends. And as friends."
"Hold on a sec! Friends? Friends? I thought you hated me after the egg incident, but of course that was all Luigi's fault."
"I'm not mad anymore, Mario. I wanted to know if you wanted to go out with me this Saturday at 6 o'clock PM."
"Well. uh, sure, I guess. How can I refuse?"
"Good. Goodbye."
Peach was happy, but Mario wasn't.
Mario slumped back into the couch, mumbling. He was distressed terribly. He still liked Peach but Christina was better. He knew what he had done was very wrong indeed. He knew he should have never dumped Peach so suddenly and abruptly like that, but it just happened too quickly for Mario to understand at first what was going on. He knew in the darkest corner of his heart, that Peach didn't just want to be friends. She wanted more than that. However, how could Mario give two girls that?
It was, however, best that Mario went anyway.