Oh, my god! This is the longest chapter yet! Sup, it's me again. I'm sorry I lied. It took me forever to even get started on this chapter. I am so ready for school to be over (June 11! June 11! June 11!) Had BRCs for U.S. History HSA and ECR for the English one. Tomorrow I get to do Biology and Wednesday is the written proficiency for Spanish. Urg, standardized testing sucks...! Oh, well. What can you do but just take the 100s and not complain. (no lie, I really do get hundreds on a lot of my HSA's! We get little key chains if we get a hundred and my book bag's got like 8 of them!) Anyway...
This chapter sucked me in. I started on it and had to stop writing for a little while cause my battery died, but when I started up again I just couldn't quit! I'm very proud of myself for this chapter, so I hope you enjoy it. It's the final one of this story!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Mario-ified. The only things in this story that I absolutely, positively, one hundred percent own are Jessie, Ian, Nicole, and Martin. Oh, and by the way, I experimented with italics in here. It's probably screwed up, so, if it is, please ignore it and I'll fix it later. Also, I played with font again in here during a letter to Mario and Luigi (not gonna spoil it though). For no, enjoy!
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Chapter 12: Tricks and Treats
"One good thing about the 'for sale' sign in the front yard: it drives away the trick-or-treaters," Martin said.
"But you can still buy the candy for them," Nicole said.
"Why would I?" Martin asked.
"Cause then you can say the trick-or-treaters never showed to get any and then eat it all yourself with no remorse."
They were at Martin's house, obviously, and it was Halloween, Saturday, and the day after their battles with the preps. "When did you stop?" Nicole asked out of nowhere.
"Stop what?" Martin asked.
"Running around in a cheap mask and pajamas with a paper bag asking for candy," Nicole said.
"Oh," Martin said. "Hmm... I think when I turned thirteen. Yeah, cause Jess and me and Steph and Bry (Bryan) all stopped at the same time, and Steph said it was cause she was a high schooler now, and Jess just didn't like the candy."
Nicole sniggered, then looked down at the viscometer in front of them. They were also down in the basement working on their experiment. "So, let's get crackin'," she said, taking a beaker full of pure mushroom juice and heating it on a Bunsen burner.
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About an hour later, they had measured the boiling points of all ten liquids and had the liquids in the freezer. Now it was time to measure viscosity and get this science project over with! "Okay, turn it on," Nicole instructed. Martin nodded his head and flipped the switch. Nothing happened. They looked at each other warily. Martin tried again. Still nothing. Nicole squinted at it and balled up her fist. "One more time." Martin flipped the switch and her fist came slamming down on it.
Still nothing.
"What the heck?" Martin wondered aloud.
"But that always works!" Nicole wailed. They looked up at the small basement windows and realized it was dark. They'd worked into the night and didn't even notice the light disappearing ((a/n: That actually happens to me on a daily basis, so no rebuttal.)) "Uh, Martin? Turn on the light." He climbed the stairs to the light switch and flipped it.
"Uh, oh..." he said, flipping it a couple more times. The light didn't come on. "I think the electricity died... Hold on a sec," he said as he disappeared into the living room to get a flashlight and a lantern. Suddenly there was a shattering of glass and Nicole squealed in surprise. Martin poked his head in the door and looked around.
"What was that?" Nicole asked. Then they both heard a hissing noise coming from somewhere on the floor. Both looked down and saw a tiny spark near the bottom of the stairs. Martin turned on the flashlight and shone it on the spark. Both their eyes went wide in terror.
"Oh, no!" Martin said.
"Oh, my god!" Nicole exclaimed, barely diving under the table before the thing exploded.
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"I hope he's not afraid of the dark..."
About six figures in dark garments hid, cloaked in the shadows.
"How'd you even find out where he lives?" asked a deep male voice
"I have my ways," answered the first voice, a boy's, but not as deep as the second.
"He has my ways," chimed in a third voice, lighter, a girl's.
"Fine, take credit where credit is due," retorted the first voice. They were crouched behind some bushes, watching a house across the street.
"Is it okay yet?" asked a fourth voice, also male.
"Just about," replied the first voice again. They waited a few more minutes. The sun was almost completely gone now. "It's time."
The group of six crawled out of the bushes and sneaked across the street. Two of them went around to the back of the house. There was a circuit breaker there. They opened it up and turned everything off.
Meanwhile, in the front yard, the other four were busy trying to decorate the house in toilet paper as quietly as possible.
You couldn't see their faces. They were wearing masks. Earlier, on their way there, they'd been asked by several people why they were dressed in that way. "It's Halloween, ain't it?" had been their snappy reply.
When they were all together in the front of the house again, they stood back and admired their work. "Time to go watch the show, I think," said the first voice.
"This is going to be such a blast!" said another girl, as they crept around to the side of the house to watch through a window into the basement of the house.
"You aren't kidding," said the first boy, fingering something small, round, and smooth in his pocket.
"Uh, oh... I think the electricity died... hold on a minute..." they heard their target say. They heard him leave the basement.
"This is it," the first boy said, taking the object out of his pocket and holding it out for everyone to see.
"What is that?" asked the first girl, although she obviously already knew.
"Something to make his Halloween a real blast," the boy answered.
"You can't use one of those!" said the third boy. "Do you have any idea how big the explosion is?"
"With this little itty thing?" the first boy asked, holding the miniature bob-omb between his thumb and forefinger. He took a match and struck it. "How big could it possibly be?" He lit the fuse of the explosive and broke the window tossing it into the basement of their prey.
"Aik!" they heard a squeal from the basement as the glass shattered in.
"Ha! He screams like a girl!" said one of the boys.
"What was that?" they heard the voice say.
"Oh, no!" they heard another voice say.
"Wait a second," said one of the girls. "There's two voices in there."
"That sounds like-."
"Oh, my god!" said the second voice.
"The princess!" they exclaimed as the bob-omb exploded. "Run!" they cried as they leapt up and took off from the scene of the crime.
"Loshi, I'll kill you!" said a girl.
"Step off, Maggie! How was I supposed to know that little thing would create that big of an explosion or that the princess would be there?" Loshi answered. "We never, ever speak of this again!" he ordered when they'd run what felt like a safe distance away.
"But what if they're hurt? I'm pretty sure attacking a princess with a bob- o-!" one of the other boys started saying before Loshi pinned him against a wall.
"We never speak of it again."
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"Nicole!" Martin screamed from the top of the landing. "Nicole!" Martin had been thrown back into the living room by the force of the explosion. Nicole, however, was still stuck in the basement, where the explosion had caught fire to several things. "Nicole, are you okay!"
"Not really!" came the reply. "Martin, I can't get out! My leg hurts so much!" It sounded like it was coming from almost directly beneath him.
"Nicole, where are you?" he asked. He tried to walk down the steps. "Augh!" he screamed as he grabbed for the handle of the door.
"I'm underneath the stairs!" Nicole answered. The stairs had collapsed, and Nicole was trapped beneath them! A moment's indecision, and Martin climbed off the landing, holding onto the floor and dropping into the basement.
"Nicole?" Martin asked as he walked toward the stairs and saw her up against the wall, indeed, trapped beneath the stairs. "Nicole! I'm gonna get you outta there!" he told her.
"Hurry, man!" she said. He started trying to move some of the debris, but some of it was too heavy and he couldn't lift it.
"It's too heavy! I can't move it!" he said.
"Go get help! Run to Jessie's house and get her!" Nicole said.
"Right," Martin said. He was about to just take off when he remembered his shy guy stuff. He looked around and when he saw it his heart sank. It was sitting on a table that was burning from the explosion. "Er, maybe I can try again!"
"Martin! Forget the shy guise!" Nicole commanded him. "Go get help! We're in a fricking burning building!" He looked around desperately, as if hoping someone would appear out of nowhere to help him move the debris or that his shy guy outfit would simply unburn.
"Er... Right!" he resolved. He went over to the landing and climbed up again. Then he sprinted through the house and out the front door. He dashed down the street, and tore up the road to Jessie's house. Martin pounded on the door.
"Pounding on the door like that won't get you very much candy!" Ian called through the door, he and Peach and Daisy having spent their Halloween at the Pipe House. He opened the door with a grin on his face, but the smile disappeared when he saw Martin standing at the door. "JESSIE!"
"What?" Jessie asked as she appeared behind him. Her eyes went wide. "Who are you!" she asked the new human.
"No time to explain!" Martin answered urgently. "Nicole's at my house! Someone through a bob-omb in the window and now she's stuck beneath the stairs in the basement and I can't move the stuff. Come on!" He grabbed her arm and yanked her out the door and started toward the street.
"MARIO! LUIGI! COME ON!" she shouted as she and Ian followed the boy, whom they didn't know was Martin. Mario and Luigi came out without hesitation, followed shortly by the princesses. As they raced down the streets, Jessie asked, "Who are you anyway?"
"Don't you recognize your old cousin?" he asked glancing back at her. Her eyes went wide again.
"Martin!" she exclaimed as she stopped running.
"Don't stop!" he cried as he grabbed her wrist and started pulling her along again. They continued running.
"But you sound just like Mogjyn!" she said.
"That's cause I am Mogjyn," he answered. "Perfect isn't it? The one night when you're supposed to be incognito and my costume's in smoldering ruins! But no time to explain. Look!"
They'd finally reached his house, the rest of the gang in tow. It wasn't completely engulfed in flames yet, but they could see smoke leaking out of the basement windows. "Oh, my god!" Ian exclaimed when they saw it.
"Come on!" Mario shouted as he started toward the house, the princesses running off in another direction to get the fire department.
"What are you doing!" Mario asked him.
"Going inside to save my friend!" Martin answered, Jessie and Ian following.
"Jessie, get back here!" Luigi demanded.
"Please!" Jessie said sarcastically as she and Ian and Martin entered the house. Inside, it was fairly hot, and Martin took them to the basement where Nicole was. "Nicole!" Jessie called out.
"Nicole, are you still okay!" Martin called as they climbed into the basement. No answer. "Nicole?" They hurried over to the fallen staircase, where they saw Nicole lying there unconscious. "Jessie, move it quick!" Martin ordered. Jessie quickly obeyed, using her telekinesis to try to move the heavier pieces, while Martin and Ian moved the smaller ones physically. When they could reach Nicole, Martin and Jessie picked her up and started trying to carry her out.
The fire was spreading, so they really needed to hurry. Ian climbed up to the living room, and took Nicole under the armpits while Martin climbed up to help him pull her up. Then, when Jessie had climbed up too, they carried Nicole out of the house and onto the front lawn where they laid her down on the grass. Mario and Luigi hurried over. "She's still not breathing," Ian said.
"Give her mouth to mouth," Luigi told him.
"What! She's my cousin! Jessie, do it!" Ian protested.
"Girl to girl! That's weird!" Jessie objected. "Martin, do it!"
"What!" Martin exclaimed. "Why m-!" He didn't have time to come up with a valid complaint before Jessie and Ian had shoved his head down into her face. For lack of anything else to do, he put his mouth to hers and started giving her his breath.
Nicole came back with a slight start, but she didn't move because she didn't know what was going on. She felt someone's mouth on hers and opened her eye a crack. When she did so, she saw Martin's face... but for some reason could not bring herself to stop him right away... In fact, she kind of pushed back a little (you know...). Martin halfway felt this, but also could not bring himself to immediately quit. ((a/n: Damn, I'm evil...!)) Finally she couldn't hold still any longer and started coughing.
"Thank god!" Jessie exclaimed, putting her hand to her chest.
"We were starting to think we'd lost you," Mario told her. By now the fire department had arrived and was starting to put out the flames, which had really reached the living room now.
"Nicole!" Daisy shouted rushing over and throwing her arms around her little sister. "You're okay! What happened!" she asked worriedly, checking her over, and satisfied that she was okay started squeezing her very tightly.
"Dais-. Daisy-. Daisy!" Nicole gasped. "You're pulling a first meeting on me!" () Daisy finally let go. "I'm fine! We were working on our science project and someone threw a bob-omb into the basement on us-."
"They what?" the older siblings all shouted, and even Jessie and Ian looked shocked.
"It's a wonder either of you are still alive!" Peach said. "...By the way, who are you?" she asked Martin.
"Er...I, uh..." Martin stuttered. "I'm Martin," he said finally. "Otherwise known as Mogjyn..."
"Mogjyn as in their shy guy friend Mogjyn?" Luigi asked.
"He's from our old world," Nicole said. "He landed here too and disguised himself as a shy guy since there weren't any other humans."
"Okay... wait a minute!" Jessie said. "You knew? And you didn't tell us! How long have you known?"
"Since, homecoming..." Nicole answered. "I found him taking a breather in the hallway."
"Being not a shy guy, wearing the robes and mask all the time made me overheated, as you guys have seen," Martin explained.
"But why did you hide from us in the first place?" Jessie asked.
Martin didn't answer right away, but rubbed the back of his head. "We'll talk about that later," Nicole said, standing up finally, though she swayed a little bit. "Right now I think we should head back to the Pipe House... that picture on the wall needs another good looking at..."
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"Okay... let me get this straight," Mario asked, standing in his living room later that evening. Everyone else was seated in the couches and chairs. "Martin was your Jessie's back in that other world?"
"Right," Martin and Jessie answered.
"Then he came to Mushroom Kingdom, wandered around, settled in Toadstool Town for the school year, and found you kids?"
"Right," all four kids answered.
"Nicole found out who he was on homecoming night, but he asked her not to tell anyone. And Nicole was the only one who knew where he lived because they would work on their science project at his house because it had a viscometer?"
"Yeah," Nicole and Martin answered.
"But the rest of us found out who he was tonight because someone threw a bob-omb in his basement while they were down there working on said science project?"
"Yup," answered Jessie, Ian, Peach, Daisy, and Luigi.
"And now we need to figure out who Martin is in relation to someone here in Mushroom Kingdom?"
"Yup," answered everybody.
"What I still don't understand is why you didn't just tell us who you were before," Jessie said. "I mean, we're probably you're cousins anyway. You could've saved yourself a lot of trouble by just determining that in the beginning."
"And that's why I didn't want to do that from the beginning," Martin said sinking back into the chair.
"You wanted to cause yourself a lot of trouble?" Ian asked.
"No... I knew Jessie would be all expectant and stuff that we would be cousins, but then afraid to find out that we weren't and that we'd gotten our hopes up for nothing," Martin explained. Everyone mulled that over for a second.
"Do you think it would have mattered to me if we were cousins or not?" Jessie asked finally.
"No, but there would still be that disappointment. You can't pretend that there wouldn't," Martin said. Jessie was silent for a moment and finally seemed to accept it when she nodded her head.
"Well, we'll never know unless we look at that picture," Nicole said. Mario nodded his head as he walked over to the picture and took it off the wall. He looked at it for a moment and looked at Martin with an unreadable expression. After looking at it once more he handed it to Nicole.
"What do you think?" he asked. Nicole looked at it too. She didn't mess with the poker face.
She smiled a wide smile and said, "That's him all right." They all cheered and Martin looked incredibly relieved.
"That just leaves one problem," Luigi said, also looking at the picture.
"What's that?" Daisy asked.
"We actually don't know who that kid is."
"Oh..." they all said, turning their faces downward.
Jessie looked up again and said, "Let me see that." Luigi passed the frame to her.
"Oops!" he exclaimed as the picture slipped out and slid under the coffee table.
"Don't worry, I'll get it," Nicole said. She climbed out of her seat and under the coffee table, searching around for the photograph. Finally she found the white square with the back up. She grabbed it and pulled it toward her. When it got closer she noticed something and held it up to her face. Her eyes went wide. "Oh, my god!" she exclaimed jumping up. Crack! "Ooh! Ow!" she shouted grabbing at her head and dropping the picture once more.
"Nicole, what the heck was that!" Jessie asked.
"Urg! Ooh!" Nicole moaned, rubbing her head once more before grabbing the picture and climbing safely out from underneath the coffee table. "This," she said holding the photograph up to her face and reading it. Ian and Luigi who were sitting on either side of her on the couch leaned over and read over her shoulder as she read aloud, "July 8, 1989. Prince Ian, Princess Nicole, Jessie Mario, and Martin Mario."
"What?" Martin asked, his jaw dropping and his expression blank.
Mario and Luigi had very similar expressions on their faces. "That's what we'd like to know," Mario said horrified.
"What the heck?" Jessie asked, although she wasn't quite as bewildered as her older brothers.
"Lemme see that!" Luigi snatched the photo out of Nicole's hand and looked at it himself. "M-Mario! It really does say that!" Mario was standing there in deep thought.
"I vaguely remember the kid now," he said pensively.
"I'm sitting right here, y'know!" Martin said.
"No, but... I think we thought he was like another of the Sarasaland royalty or even Wario's bro or something..." Mario continued. "How could that have happened...?"
"Mario..." Luigi said softly, as though thinking about something he didn't want to. "Dad left about the same time Mama had Jessie... d'you think...?"
"What-?" Jessie asked mystified. This was the first time she had ever heard mention of her parents.
"Luigi, come with me real quick," Mario said, glancing at Jessie and Martin as he and Luigi left the room and went into the hallway. The others heard a creaky noise from the hallway, and something like steps being climbed...
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"Luigi, do you remember that box Dad left here when he took off?" Mario asked starting to look around their attic. They hadn't been up there in years, finding that seeing stuff of their parents was a bit hard. Everything was dust covered.
"Uh, kind of. The one he said we shouldn't open until a certain time?" Luigi asked.
"I think that time is now," Mario said as he started looking around at boxes labeled in old black markers. Mario's baby clothes, Luigi's old toys, old china set, don't open- love, Dad. "I think this is the one," Mario said, taking the box out from the middle of a stack of boxes. Luigi knelt down next to it as Mario started to unfold the top. "Mama-mia..."
"Mario... this is..." Luigi said taking a single paper out from the top of the box. It read Martin Mario at the top and gave information about a healthy baby boy. "This is Martin's birth certificate..."
They set it down and looked back into the box. The next thing on the top was a photo of two babies in a hospital cart-thingy. One appeared to be a little girl in a yellow blanket and the other a boy in a blue blanket. The distinguishing feature, however, was that each was wearing a hat. The girl's hat was pink with a white circle and a "J" while the boy's was blue with a white circle and an "M." "Oh, man..."
Looking down into the box again they saw the boy's hat, but it was no longer tiny enough for a baby; it was big enough for a teenager. Mario picked up the hat and a slip of paper fell out. "Weege, look at this," he said.
"What is it?" Luigi asked. Mario unfolded the paper.
"It's a letter from Dad."
July 4, 1988
My sons,
If you've found this letter, then that means you've opened the box in the attic... that also means you've probably found out a great secret: your baby brother, Martin. We- that's your mother and I- are sorry to have lied to you... but you know that we were having problems. I left because of those problems, but I wanted to have one of my children with me. I know what you're thinking: he could barely take care of himself, let alone a kid. But your mother agreed to let me take Martin and leave when he and Jessie were born (by the way, tell her hi for me).
It seemed for the best thing for everyone. I would have one of my children to love, your mother wasn't exactly prepared for twins with me leaving and already having you two to look after, and Jessie would probably have done better with a female as she was growing up than a man like me. We kept it a secret from you because we knew you would object. I know that my walking out on you seems bad enough as it is, but that I lied and took your little brother probably makes you that much more upset at me. But you have to understand... we did what we thought was best, and if we for one second thought it wasn't, we would not have done what we did.
I'm sorry I left and made such a mess while I was there. Maybe you can find it in your hearts to forgive me someday.
Your father
Mario and Luigi sat there in silence for a moment soaking in what their father had written. "I think it's time to finally welcome Martin into the Mario family," Mario said finally.
"I think so," Luigi agreed with a smile. They replaced the things in the box and closed the flaps. Then they started toward the door. "Wait a minute!" Luigi said and returned to the box. He opened it and took out the hat, then resealing the top. "Okay, let's go."
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"What's taking them so long?" Ian wondered aloud.
"I'm not sure," Martin said worriedly, sitting rigidly in the chair, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and face in his hands. "D'you think they found a mistake? That I'm not a member of the family?"
"I really don't know..." Jessie said. She was pacing around. "That was the first time they ever talked about our dad... so I really don't know what to expect..." Peach fidgeted a little on the other end of the sofa, looking uncomfortable. Jessie looked over at her, thinking of something. "Peach... you grew up with my brothers, didn't you?"
"Yeah..." Peach answered.
"So you would know about our parents," Jessie pried further.
"I would... but..."
"So, is there something I should know?"
"..."
"Peach!"
"I just don't think it's my place to tell you!"
"Tell her what?" Mario and Luigi reentered the room. Luigi had his hands behind his back and appeared to be holding something.
"Nothing..." Jessie said. "What were you doing up there?"
"Determining Martin's origin," Mario answered.
When he didn't say anything else, Jessie asked, "And?"
"And... that is a lovely hat, Jessie," Luigi said.
"MY HAT?" Jessie exclaimed. "What the heck are you talking about?"
"Well, it's kind of the fact that it only fits you," Mario said. "Ours don't do that, and neither do Wario or Waluigi's. See?" he asked, taking his hat off and putting it briefly on Ian's head.
"What is your point? That my hat is the only hat that does that?" Jessie asked.
"Not exactly," Luigi answered drifting over toward Martin's chair.
"Not exactly what?" Jessie asked. "Not exactly that's your point or not exactly that my hat's the only one that does that?"
"The latter," Mario answered as Luigi took the hat from behind his back and placed it on Martin's head.
"What the-?" Martin exclaimed. "...Hey, this hat fits perfectly..."
"Could you try to put it on Daisy's head for a second?" Luigi requested. Martin shrugged his shoulders and tried to put the cap on Daisy's head. It wouldn't go, and, in fact, leapt right back onto his head.
"What's the deal with this hat?" Martin asked.
"Two hats were made with that special feature," Mario said. "One for each of our brother and sister... the twins."
Both Martin and Jessie's eyes went wide. "Twins?" they repeated in unison.
"Yup," Mario answered. "You two were both born on July 4, 1988. The thing is, there was a kind of separated at birth thing going on... but we'll explain that to you later."
"Sounds like the background behind the parent trap," Jessie smirked at Martin.
"Wait," Martin said. "Since I'm your brother, does that mean I'm living here now?"
"Bye-bye guest bedroom," Luigi said with mock sadness. "We'll fix it up and everything for you, but, yeah, that's probably what we're doing." Martin thought about it for another moment before it all finally sunk in and he smiled wide.
"Welcome back, bro," Mario said, clapping a hand on Martin's shoulder.
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The Monday following found the group of friends in school again. It was the time before first period and they were all heading back to their first classes. Ahead in the hallway they saw the preps walking in their direction again. This time, however, they pressed to the other side of the hallway to make room for the prince, princess, and sister and brother of the heroes. Everyone had somehow found out over the weekend all the details in the new long-lost sibling case and kept congratulating the twins. The preps upon finding out that they'd been bullying Mario and Luigi's baby brother the whole time immediately began being nicer to him, or at least salutarily neglectful (U.S. History term... couldn't resist!).
"Well, hopefully we won't be having anymore prep wars," Jessie said when they got to the hallway where they split up.
"Hopefully... who's to say they won't eventually get fed up with kissing our butts anyway?" Ian asked.
"Nothing much we can do about it," Nicole said, trying to shrug her shoulders, but having difficulty because she was loaded down with books because her locker was jammed.
"Nope," Jessie agreed. "Well, see you next period."
"Bye," they all said as Jessie headed off to theater, Ian to engineering tech, and Nicole and Martin to video yearbook to do the morning announcements.
As Nicole and Martin walked to their class Martin stopped all of a sudden. "What's up?" Nicole asked, stopping as well.
Martin looked away for a second before starting. "I was wondering kind of about when I..."
"Oh..." Nicole said, lowering her voice in slight embarrassment. "The mouth to mouth?"
"Yeah," Martin said uncomfortably. "Um, I was wondering... did you wake up before letting on that you were okay...?"
Nicole blushed a deep shade of red. "Well... a little bit... like maybe half a minute..." she said nervously.
"Oh..." Martin said. They started walking again, but in silence. Suddenly Nicole stopped again. Martin looked at her curiously.
"If you noticed... then why did you keep resuscitating?" she asked.
It was Martin's turn to blush. "Er... just... just to be sure..."
Nicole nodded her head slowly. "Thanks for saving my life... and making sure it was saved," she said with an embarrassed smile.
Martin returned the smile. "Eh, um... do you want me to carry those for you?" he asked, smile fading slightly, indicating the large pile of books in her arms.
Nicole smiled some more. "That would be great," she said, carefully passing about half the pile to Martin.
"If the janitor doesn't fix your locker right away, you can keep them in mine for a while," Martin said, taking the pile. They started walking again, Martin carrying Nicole's books. And if you paid close enough attention, they looked like they were walking a bit closer together...
Happy end! Bet you didn't see that one coming. Trust me, you wouldn't even be alone. I didn't even know it was gonna end like that. I'd originally planned on making Martin Wario and Waluigi's brother, but I decided to go with this because it flowed and because Wario and Waluigi don't deserve to be Martin's immediate family (I'm p.o.ed at Wario right now because I finally got Mario Kart: Double Dash ! and Wario somehow always manages to be in the top 3 and usually if I lose, he's the one that wins! I think it's the car...)
As far as Martin and Nicole go, all I can say is aw! I wasn't going to even imply anything about those two at all in this story. But then the thing in chapter 10 just came out, and even then I wasn't going to do anything else with it. But I role-play Zelda with my friends, and my character got drunk and leapt on her boyfriend, screaming, "Mouth to mouth resuscitation!" And I thought that would fit just ever so well in here. And the part at the end was so that they could sort it out and we could just sit here and go aw!
Oh, and by the way, they don't have to do a science project anymore! m/ Jessie wasn't entirely happy...
Finally, I'd like to say thank you to SuperSmashGal, my one good reviewer. You were the only one who seemed to really enjoy my story and show it. So, for that, I'd like to say thank you. I hope you continue to read all my stories to follow.
That does it, I suppose. I might be a while in starting this next story, but until then, I am still Selphie, lord of birds, brownies, and socks. ¡Hasta luego! See you later!