She carefully lowered herself down through the trapdoor. "Mario?" she hollered. She cautiously went down the spiral staircase. "Mario?" She exited the front door into the cold dark air. There, in the dimly-lit courtyard, she saw two Marios! Of course, it was Mario and Doopliss, but they both looked exactly the same. Unfortunately, Peach couldn't tell them apart. Mario and Doopliss stood exactly alike. "Okay," she said. "Which one of you is the real Mario?"
"I am!" Mario and Doopliss said at the same time, with the same voice.
"Don't listen to him, Peach!" Mario shouted. "I'm the real Mario!"
"No, don't believe him!" Doopliss said, exactly as Mario would say it. "I'm the real Mario. He's an impostor!"
"Nuh-uh!" Mario was shouting. "Here, Peach, look at my ID!" Mario whipped out his wallet from his back pocket and showed her his license.
"What? No, that's mine!" Doopliss pulled an identical wallet out of his back pocket, and showed Peach a copy of the same license.
"Ohhhhhhhhh," Peach groaned, her head swimming in confusion. "I don't know which one is the real Mario!"
"I am!" both Mario and Doopliss yelled.
Peach thought about asking a question "only the real Mario would know", but she realized that she really didn't know very many secrets about Mario.
Peach could resort to nothing else. She pointed to Mario, who was on her left. "Eenie..." She then pointed to Doopliss. "Meenie..." And she switched back over to Mario. "Miney..." And she pointed back to Doopliss. "Moe." As she sang, she switched back and forth between Mario and Doopliss. "Catch a tiger by his toe. If he hollers, let him go. Eenie..." she was pointing to Mario. She pointed to Doopliss. "Meenie..." Then back to Mario. "Miney..." and finally, she pointed to Doopliss. "Moe."
Peach ran over to Doopliss. "You're the real Mario!" She hugged him.
"Wrong-o!" Doopliss laughed as he transformed back into his true form. A purple beam shot from Doopliss' eyes, grabbed Peach, and held her in the air. Then, when the purple beam disappeared, a huge bubble surrounded her, causing her to continue hovering in the air.
"Help me, Mario!" Peach screamed, scratching and pounding on the sides of the bubble. "I can't get out!"
Mario tried to jump and reach the bubble, but it was no good. Peach was stuck a good ten feet up in the air.
"You let her down right now!" Mario requested.
"No. I like this. It's fun!" Doopliss laughed.
Mario picked up a small rock off of the ground, and threw it at the bubble. It made a noise as it bounced off. It sounded as if the bubble were made of glass, but it wasn't. Just magic.
Doopliss laughed. "Ha ha ha, you'll have to throw harder than that!"
Mario picked up a slightly larger rock, and threw it as hard as he could at the floating bubble. Again, it just bounced off.
Doopliss laughed even harder. "You'll need a lot more force to break through that thing, you silly mustache-man!"
"Mario!" Peach said, "Try it with a running start!"
Mario picked up yet another rock, stepped a few yards away, then ran full steam at the bubble and threw the rock. The rock just bounced off.
Doopliss broke out in tears, he was laughing so hard. "You're never gonna break that bubble! HA HA HA! Dumb, weak little man."
Mario picked up another rock, and threw it as hard as he could at Doopliss' face.
"OUCH!" Doopliss complained. "Why you littleI'm gonna turn you into a pig next!"
"Nooooooooooooo!" Peach yelled from her bubble.
Mario kicked some dirt into Doopliss' face. Doopliss yelled, "You stupid little nobody!"
Mario threw more rocks at Doopliss until he was knocked out. As soon as Doopliss was out, DONG! the bell tolled, and the bubble around Peach disappeared. She fell butt-first onto the soft, dirty ground. "Awww," Peach complained, "I was hoping I wouldn't get my dress dirty."
"What do we do with Doopliss?" Mario asked Peach. "Do we throw him down the well?"
"Yeah, sure," Peach said. They both picked Doopliss up, and threw him into the well.
