Author Notes - The way I arranged the RIP Suites chapters was kind of obnoxious, but it would be too long if I put them together. And the Gooigi segment isn't quite long enough to be its own chapter. So...

CHAPTER SIX - GIVE ME YOUR ANSWER GOO

Thanks to the Dark-Light device revealing her imprint on the door, Luigi found the room Chambrea had disappeared into with ease. She skipped 505 and went straight for 504, the leftmost room in that hallway. With the red luggage and golfing equipment - which included a golf club embedded through the chair - it had to be Soff T's room. Chambrea floated above the bed, and this time she was ready. She glared right at Luigi and held a golf club in her free hand. She swung it upwards as a form of intimidation, not afraid to use Luigi's head as a golf ball.

'Don't come near my briefcase!' She yelled. 'Or your head will be soaring with the eagles!'

Polterpup growled, and leapt at her with his teeth bared.

'Get away from my briefcase, you mangy mutt!'

*WHACK*

'YIP!'

Chambrea delivered a strike directly into Polterpup's chest.

'POLTERPUP!' Luigi cried, every part of his body going tense.

Polterpup slammed into the floor and scraped against the carpet. He lay still for a moment, before he leapt back onto his paws. Luigi sighed in relief and glared back at Chambrea, giving her the same death glare he gave to opponents on the go-kart track. She flinched. She, honest to goodness, flinched.

'Uh, uh...' She stammered, then cleared her throat. 'You can't defeat me! Not even the Poltergust can suck me up.'

He hated to admit it, but she was right; he needed another idea. The shiny E. Gadd symbol on the briefcase inside her reflected the ceiling light, catching his attention. An idea popped into his head. He aimed the nozzle at the E. Gadd symbol, and fired. It passed right through her translucent skin, and nailed its target. She flinched again.

'Huh, what's this thing?' Chambrea questioned. 'Get it off my briefcase! It's the only thing I have!'

Wasting not a single second, Luigi ran over and got the plunger's rope into his Poltergust.

Chambrea chuckled. 'We've been through this before, Green Boy. It won't work!'

He paid her no mind, and the moment the rope got tight he flung her into the air, over his shoulders and right into the floor.

'Owww!' She cried. 'That's not f-...!'

Luigi gave her no time to finish her sentence, and just slammed her against the carpet again, and again.

'If you just listened to me, you'd be free to go!' He yelled.

He poured all of his strength into a great final whack.

'Nooooo!'

In slow motion it seemed, the briefcase came flying out of her body. She reached out for it as it soared, but it was no use. Luigi grabbed it in midair, shoved it into his deep pocket, and released the maid from the plunger's hold. It took her several seconds to get back off the floor and look at him. Her angry look was gone, and sadness took its place.

'Why...?' She pleaded. 'Why did you take that from me? Ms Gravely gives me nothing. It was all I had!'

Luigi's own glare softened. 'Please, just give me my princess back. I need her.'

'What makes you think you deserve that painting more than me?' She retorted, leering at him. 'You have a mansion, with that big L on it. I have to clean this entire hotel, top to bottom, and for what? Let me have SOMETHING!'

She turned around and phased through the wall to Room 505. Luigi's death stare returned.

'Hey! Get back here!'

It was the most angry he had sounded in years. He was in such a rush to get back to that room, that he didn't notice Polterpup chasing after that maid through the wall. Room 505, which via process of elimination had to be Gus T's, clearly hadn't been finished yet. The wallpapers were tearing, there wasn't any carpet, and most of the furniture had tarps placed over it. Just Gus's luck to get the unfinished room.

Luigi barged in, his body running on nothing but rage.

'Let Daisy go, you-!'

He did not expect to see Polterpup grabbing onto the portrait through Chambrea's body, and trying to pull it out directly. He gripped his paws into the floor and seemed to be making slow but clear progress.

'Yeah, do it boy!' Luigi cheered, hiding the fact that he found the display quite horrific.

Chambrea tried - and utterly failed - to get him with the feather duster. 'You stupid mutt! How could you obey someone like that Green Boy?!'

'Grrr...!'

'Hey, you leave my father out of this!'

After a few good yanks, Polterpup ripped the portrait out of her stomach, bringing her face-first to the floor. He held it in his mouth like it was a bone. All Chambrea could do was chuck a tantrum over losing her prize. Luigi stood over her, looking down at her pleading face with his signature death stare. Despite how much bigger she was than him, he towered over her.

She pounded her fists on the floor like a spoiled child. 'I thought I'd like you, Green Boy, but all you did was take away what little I had after decades of work!'

Luigi rolled his eyes. 'If you just gave me my stuff back, I wouldn't have done this. You think I'm going to give up? I'm never going to give up. You hear me?!'

He decided to make it quick, and flashed her right in the eyes. It took no effort at all to get her into the Poltergust.

'Hey, this isn't fair!' She pleaded. 'Get... get over here...!'

She tried her hardest to tickle his face with her duster, hoping it'd set her free again. Unfortunately for her, her arms were in full panic mode and flailed around aimlessly.

'I hate you, Green Boy!' She yelled. 'If I ever get out of your dusty vacuum, I swear, I'll-!'

She vanished without a trace.

'And good riddance!' Luigi yelled.

When the maid vanished, so did his anger. Unable to work up the energy to scream, he simply fell to his knees and tried to sort out his wild emotions.

'Arf!'

Polterpup caught his attention. The spectral hound pointed at the portrait leaning up against the bed. It snapped Luigi back into reality.

'D-Daisy!'

He shone the rainbow light upon the portrait. Even though it took the same amount of time as E. Gadd's re-emergence, it seemed to take forever. After what felt like an eternity, she was separated from the tapestry. She wobbled a bit before face-planting onto the ground.

He gasped. 'Daisy!'

Of course, he knew that she could survive a mere fall onto the ground. His heart was simply about to give out.

She lifted her head up with the biggest smile on her face. 'Luigi!'

With no second thoughts she leapt to her feet, and pounced into a big tight hug. She held him like she could lose him again at any moment. He could barely breathe, but wrapped his arms around her as though he hadn't seen her for years. Tears of joy came to his eyes.

'You're alright!' Luigi yelled. 'Oh, I'm so happy to see you!'

'Oh, Luigi!' She cried. 'I knew the moment I saw you walk into the room that you would save me!'

'Y-You did?'

'Of course! If anyone could save me from that maid, it was you.'

Her words made him blush. Polterpup entered the conversation by hopping up and down on his hindlegs. Daisy knelt down and stroked his head. He responded instantly by wagging his tail around wildly.

'Don't think I forgot about you, boy!' She said. 'Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?'

To Luigi, the sight of his princess showing affection towards his puppy dog was the best that night. It allowed him to forget about the horror that surrounded him, and ignore the torment everyone was in.

Daisy, while still patting Polterpup, turned her head to Luigi. 'I couldn't believe it. You were furious at that maid! I don't think I've ever seen you that angry before. And I've seen your death stares!'

'I-I was so worried about you.' He admitted. 'When I-I saw you in her stomach, and when she refused to let you free, I... I lost it. I-'

She gasped and jumped back onto her feet, a movement quick enough to make Luigi flinch. 'The briefcase! That professor... um, what was his name again? Egon?'

'E. Gadd.'

'E. Gadd, right. He'll want that briefcase back, right? We gotta return it to him, right now!'

He was taken aback by just how suddenly she leapt into action again. Before he could object in any way, she grabbed him by the arm and pulled him towards the door.

'R-Right now?' He managed to say. 'B-But we just-'

She stopped pulling on him to give him a soft smile. 'I know. We can spend time together when we bust these ghosts together.'

'W-Wait, what?!'

'But that briefcase contains a key to saving our friends, I just know it! The longer we just chill here, the longer we spend in this Grambi-forsaken hotel. You understand, right?'

He gulped. 'Y-Yeah?'

'So let's get outta here!'

While Luigi appreciated her willingness to keep going - he definitely needed it - he was too caught up over her words to notice that she kept on dragging him along.

'Wait, I-I don't think that's a-'

'Why should you be alone when I'm here? When I get my hands on those ghosties, I'm telling ya, they'll wish they never messed with this princess!'

Right on cue, three Goobs emerged through the door just as Daisy was reaching for it and fanned out. Luigi jumped back with a yelp, but Daisy didn't even flinch. All three wore little maid hats and held a duster.

The middle ghost laughed. 'Well well well, look at this, girls.' She said, putting her hands on her 'hips'. 'The green guy thinks he's all confident just cos he caught our boss.'

The other two ghosts giggled, as if laughing at the very thought of the green guy being 'confident'.

'And look!' The middle continued, pointing at Daisy. 'He somehow landed himself a girlfriend! I never thought he could even talk to girls.'

To her surprise, her friends didn't laugh alongside her.

'Wait, hang on…' She said, before she suddenly slammed her hands into her face. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid! Chambrea ATE the dang portrait. How did she lose it?!' She growled and glared at the princess. 'I'll go for the green guy. Grace, go for the princess. Glenda, go for the briefcase.'

The one on the left, Grace, gulped and did as her 'leader' commanded. She flew over to the princess, who stood her ground with her fists ready.

'Ha!' Daisy declared. 'As if I'd be afraid of a harmless little-'

She blinked, and found that the Goob had a grip on her shoulders. A fairly strong grip at that, even though Grace looked completely horrified. Daisy wiggled about, but the blue hands were clamped on her.

'Hey! Let go of me, you heap of ectoplasm!'

'Y-Yeah?' Grace stuttered. 'W-What are ya g-gonna do to me?'

Daisy smirked. 'Better question is, what are you gonna do to me?'

'Uh... s-something.'

Gina, her name was, would've told Grace to get her act together, but she was too focused on Luigi. While invisible she floated around him, waiting for the time to strike. If it wasn't for that ghost dog tracking her every movement, she would've latched onto him by now.

'I-I'll be over there, Daisy.' Luigi said.

'Don't fret about me. I'm not going anywhere!'

Luigi suddenly found himself quite a bit lighter. He saw the third Goob, Glenda, holding onto the briefcase.

'H-Hey!' He said. 'Give that back!'

Glenda pretended he wasn't there, and focused on her prize. 'Wait, why was Chambrea keeping hold of this again?'

With a groan, Luigi fired a plunger at the E. Gadd symbol once again. Before Glenda could even guess what was going on, he got a grip on the rope and plunged the briefcase right out of her hands.

'Hey!'

Gina growled to herself. 'Just let me hurt you, you stupid green ar- OW!'

She turned around and saw Polterpup biting her tail, his teeth sinking in all the way though.

'And THIS is why Ms Gravely prefers cats!' She yelled, pointing at him.

The briefcase went flying, just barely missing Daisy as it soared past her face. It slammed into the floor in front of her feet, and the force of impact opened it up. A couple objects bounced out of it. Daisy's eyes widened. The objects were metallic gloves that called her name. Though they were grey, they had a green sheen. Better yet, they were a perfect fit.

She kicked the gloves into the air and grabbed them, putting them on quickly. It was amazing how well they fit. They were definitely a lot better than her regular princess-y gloves. The lights on each finger turned on, glowing different colours. A strange energy pulsed through her arms like electricity through a copper wire.

'Whoa...'

Luigi just got done busting Glenda while Polterpup was taking care of Gina. He aimed his flashlight to suck up Gina, but the green glistening of the gloves distracted him. Gina, already sick of these mortals, flicked Polterpup away and socked Luigi in the back while he was occupied. He dropped to the floor, his flashlight falling out of his hand. He groaned as his chest slammed into the ground.

'Luigi!' Daisy cried.

She struggled against Grace's grip, but even the anger she felt couldn't break her free from the grasp of a spirit.

'P-Please stop that.' Grace whimpered.

Daisy gritted her teeth. 'Get your spindly arms OFF ME!'

She delivered a punch directly to the Goob's face. Had she been thinking, she'd know that punching a ghost would be completely ineffective. In most situations. Her fist made contact with Grace. Both could feel the impact. Grace floated far back, rubbing her cheek.

'T-That wasn't very nice...'

Daisy gave Grace her own death stare, and while it wasn't as good as Luigi's, it certainly terrified the timid ghost. She disappeared through the ceiling with a loud little squeak.

Luigi stared with his mouth agape. 'Did... did you just...?'

Gina scooped her hands under his underarms, and lifted him up off the ground. His legs dangled and flailed around. The nozzle of the Poltergust rested on the floor, far beyond his reach.

'Listen to me, green guy.' Gina whispered in his ear. 'Cos of my useless friends, Ms Gravely will be furious with me. So you better let me hand you in, alright?'

Daisy wasn't going to stand for it. She jumped behind Gina and grabbed the tip of her tail. Instead of her hands passing right through, it was no less solid than squeezing a bunch of rolled up socks. Gina let go of Luigi, and he plummeted to the floor. When he looked up, Gina was cartwheeling her arms like an Olympic freestyle swimmer.

'How...?' She said. 'How can you do that?!'

Daisy yanked her in. 'I dunno, but I ain't complaining about it!'

With the ghost in her hands, she imitated exactly what she saw Luigi do; she heaved Gina into the air, and bashed her against the wooden floorboards.

'H-How...?' Luigi couldn't come up with anything more.

Daisy did exactly as she saw Luigi do, and continued to slam the Goob until she... vanished. Not into the Poltergust. Gina's very molecules broke apart and dissipated into nothingness.

'Warn your little ghosty pals that what just happened to you will happen to them if they come near my Luigi!' Daisy yelled at the vanishing particles.

Luigi was still on the floor, his mouth wide open.

His eyes glistened as they fell upon the devices she wore on her hands. 'Those gloves... they let you touch ghosts… even if they don't want you to.'

Daisy marvelled at the gloves and their odd green sheen. 'Niiice! And here I thought I might be dead weight.'

Luigi finally got off the ground, and was about to tell her that she could never be dead weight when the shine of the briefcase caught his attention. It was still open, and something green inside it reflected the light. With a yelp, he ran over to it and slammed the lid shut.

Daisy pouted. 'Oh come on. I gotta know what that was!'

He shoved it into his pocket. 'It's the professor's stuff. It could be dangerous if handled wrong.'

She wanted to argue with him, but saving her friends came first. Plus, arguing with her Luigi did not sound appealing.

'Well,' She said. 'then let's get it back to E. Gadd as soon as possible, eh?'

'Welcome back, Luigi!' E. Gadd greeted the moment the plumber entered the lab. 'And who's that missy behind you? One of your friends, I assume?'

Daisy walked in after her plumber, and waved at the professor. 'Oh, so you're the professor that Luigi's told me so much about. Nice to meet ya! ... I think.'

E. Gadd adjusted his glasses upon getting a good look at her, and chuckled. 'Ah, you must be Luigi's girlfriend! He talks about you a lot.'

Luigi's cheeks exploded into red. 'Professor!' He whined like a kid embarrassed by his parents, making Daisy laugh more. 'I... I haven't even told you about her! How do you know that?'

'The cameras I have in your bedroom, of course! I must say sonny, you write beautiful love poems.'

He turned redder than his brother's hat. Unable to bear it anymore, he lifted his cap over his eyes while praying a sink hole would swallow him up.

'Is that true, Luigi?' Daisy asked between giggles. 'You write poetry about me?'

He nodded weakly. 'You weren't supposed to find out...'

'They're beautiful!' E. Gadd said. 'Even if the only thing he ever rhymes your name with is 'crazy'.' He stopped laughing as he remembered the matter at hand. 'Oh, forget about the poetry. My briefcase, chop-chop!'

Most of Luigi's blushing went away as he pulled out the briefcase from his pocket with a smile - smiling because he was relieved to be moving on from the poems.

'Heh heh heh!' E. Gadd said, rubbing his hands together like a villain. 'This is what I wanted!'

Daisy crossed her arms and huffed. 'What? Not even a thank you? Luigi had to fight against some crazy maid ghost to-!'

She stopped when Luigi held his arm out in front of her. 'Don't.' He said. 'It's not important.'

Though she wanted to dig into E. Gadd further, Luigi's sweet smile convinced her to be quiet.

E. Gadd opened up the lid, basking in the glorious green light. 'The time has come to use it in battle!'

Both Luigi and Daisy leaned forward in curiosity.

'The latest invention from the brilliant mind of Professor E. Gadd! I give you...'

Finally, he pulled out the object that he had so desperately wanted back. The now-empty briefcase fell to the floor as he held up his invention for all to see. And it was… A glass case bigger than his body containing some weird green goop.

'Gooigi!' He declared, like he invented the lightbulb.

Luigi and Daisy, to say the least, had no idea how to react to this. Luigi stared at it totally dumbfounded, trying to process the fact that - after all that build-up - he had been presented with slime.

'Welp, E. Gadd's finally lost it.' Daisy said, turning around. 'Come on, Luigi. Let's get out of here.'

E. Gadd laughed. 'Don't underestimate the power of Gooigi! The development process was a real challenge, to say the least. Fortunately, I had a little help from someone to test the prototype!'

He looked at the confused Luigi as he emphasised 'someone', which just made him even more confused. He never helped E. Gadd with a 'Gooigi prototype'. Or did he? Vague memories of a gooey green counterpart came back to him, mostly consisting of the two of them capturing the portrait ghosts. But he also had memories of capturing those same portrait ghosts without that gooey counterpart.

'Don't fret about it too much, sonny.' E. Gadd said, noticing his look of distress. 'That's just the result of time-travelling shenanigans.'

'Wait, time-travelling what n-?' He tried to question.

'That's great and all.' Daisy said. 'But how in the great depths of the Underwhere is that, um, goo going to help us out at all?'

'Now, now. Take it easy.' E. Gadd continued. 'Here, Luigi! I'm going to attach this to the Poltergust G-00. Turn around for me, would you?'

Luigi, having no idea what else to do, followed his orders and turned around. E. Gadd attached the end of the glass case to the empty container on the back of the Poltergust.

'Quick warning, you might feel a weird tingling.' E. Gadd explained. 'It's perfectly normal, so don't worry about it.'

'A tingli-? Ooo...'

E. Gadd injected all of the slime into the glass container, filling it up completely. The 'tingling' coursed through Luigi's every vein, feeling like a spa worker got him in just the right spot.

'Good.' E. Gadd said. 'That tingling feeling means it's working. That's the goo connecting to your consciousness.'

Luigi turned his head to him. 'Um, connecting to my what now?'

E. Gadd gave his creation a good pat. 'And it's all set. Let's practice a bit. Follow me outside!'

Hellen Gravely growled in disgust, the very thought of that maid alone leaving a sour taste in her mouth. Only by stroking Polterkitty, who per her orders now slept in her lap, did she manage to stop herself from getting angry enough to cause it to happen.

'That useless, useless maid!' She yelled. 'And she wonders why I never paid her! Why did I trust her with that portrait? Why am I trusting anyone with the portraits?! My entire staff is absolutely useless!'

In her rage, her nails dug into Polterkitty's skin far deeper than she intended, scratching the feline's back like a tiger.

'MROW!' Polterkitty cried out in pain.

Polterkitty forgot about her order and ran off to her bed in the corner. She curled her body up, purring to help ease the pain.

Hellen gasped. 'Oh, my sweet little Polterkitty! Why do you run away after a little accident? You know I would never do that to you on purpose.'

The spectral cat looked up at her with wide eyes.

'Uh, professor, when did you-?'

'No time for questions, sonny! Just step into that marked area, both of you.'

Somehow, in the time span it took them to get through the door, E. Gadd had managed to set up a thing involving a pulley system. A cage hung from the ceiling over the aforementioned marked rectangle, and the cables that ran from it and across the ceiling connected it to a spinning wheel. The cage made Luigi gulp while Daisy questioned its existence, but they followed E. Gadd's instructions and stood in the yellow square, while Polterpup watched from the sidelines.

'Now what?' Luigi asked.

E. Gadd held a remote that he pulled out from nowhere, pressed the big red button on it...

*CRASH*

And the cage slammed into the ground, trapping our duo within it.

'Whoa!' Daisy cried. 'What the-?!'

Luigi yelped. He ran to one of the sides and squeezed as much of his face as he could through the bars, giving a pleading look to E. Gadd on the other side. The professor just laughed at him.

'W-W-Why? B-But I-I-I-I...'

'Heh heh heh!' E. Gadd said, rubbing his hands together like a thief. 'I've caught you both in my trap!'

'Ya know, if it was just me in this cage, I'd be laughing with you.' Daisy said. 'But putting Luigi through this kills the humour.'

E. Gadd just laughed again, but this time more playfully than maliciously. 'Oh, don't worry, Luigi! I'm just kidding!'

Luigi sighed in relief, and mostly forgave him.

'But I am going to need you to stay locked up.' E. Gadd continued.

'What?! Why?' Luigi and Daisy exclaimed at once.

E. Gadd laughed once again. 'Because I want you to use Gooigi to see if you can escape from your cell!'

Daisy peered very closely at the goop, so close that her nose touched the glass. Up that close, she saw the swirly and pulsating patterns inside.

'Um, so...' She said. 'Do we lather ourselves with the stuff and squeeze through, or...?'

'Of course not!' E. Gadd said, before he looked at Luigi. 'Okay, what I'm about to say will sound weird, but I want you to pay full attention.'

Luigi, along for the ride at this point, nodded.

'Alright. I want you to imagine that you are that goo in your Poltergust.'

Both the entrapped heroes blinked at him in total confusion. Daisy leaned forward and whispered in Luigi's ear,

'I'll distract him while you run.'

'Run? Run where? We're in a cage.'

'Luigi, I am serious.' E. Gadd said in an appropriately serious tone. 'Imagine that you are Gooigi.'

With a sigh, Luigi closed his eyes and 'imagined that he was Gooigi', wondering what he was on about. He focused on that vat on his back, and tried his hardest to imagine he was the goo. Every nerve in his body winced, just a bit. Somehow, he felt as though he was crushed inwards by glass walls that surrounded him.

'Feeling cramped, sonny?' E. Gadd asked.

Luigi nodded, his eyes shut tight.

'There you go! We're making progress faster than I ever would've expected. Okay, now relax your mind and try to push yourself out of your glass container. Believe me, this process will be much smoother after the first time.'

Daisy grunted, and shook the bars that contained her, the lights on the gloves glowing an extra bit brighter. 'GAH! This is ridiculous! How are we supposed to stop Ms Gravely and King Boo if you won't-?!'

E. Gadd held his hands up. 'Now now. I can assure you, there is a method to my madness. Just wait.'

By some miracle, E. Gadd's crazy plan worked. Luigi could feel himself falling out through the hole in his glass cage, and popping out onto the floor.

'AHHHH!' Daisy screamed. 'Oh my gosh! OH MY GOSH! What the Minus World is that?!'

Luigi's eyes were wide open - though he was sure he had them closed - and saw his terrified princess standing in front of him. Except, just one little thing was off - why was absolutely everything green all of a sudden? His entire body felt jiggly, like jelly. He couldn't move his arm in any way that he wanted to, aside from grabbing his flashlight. He had so many things he wanted to say. Tell her not to be scared. Ask her what she was so terrified of. Say that she has no reason to be freaking out.

'Daisy?' His voice came out higher-pitched and like it came through a water-logged speaker.

He reached out to comfort her... Wait, was that his arm, that translucent green appendage in front of him?

He looked closer at his jelly hand. 'Huh?'

Daisy, pinning herself against the wall of the cage, pointed behind him. 'T-Turn around.'

His body obeyed her, and upon turning around he saw himself. Like he was looking directly into a green-filtered mirror. Except his body hung his head and arms like he was asleep while standing up.

Oh my gosh? What? Huh?! How am I...? But I... why is...? Thoughts raced through his mind like nothing. And all that came out of it was a simple:

'Oh.'

Daisy stepped around the gummy-bear Luigi that stood in front of her, and looked to the overly proud E. Gadd again.

'I-I see I underestimated your creation.' She said. 'Now, do you care to explain WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON HERE?!'

'I'll gladly explain, princess!' E. Gadd said, pacing around. 'Luigi transferred most of his consciousness over to his personal assistant, Gooigi!'

'Excuse me?!'

Luigi, in the body of Gooigi, tapped the arm of his unconscious body. It felt as if he were a ghost, looking at his deceased body.

'It's part of the brilliant Poltergust G-00!'

'Uh... okay? Can he return to his normal body?' Daisy asked.

'What do you take me for? Since anyone inside Gooigi is incapable of expressing anything beyond blank stares and statements no matter how extreme the outside stimuli is, being stuck in his body would be a detriment! But we'll get to that later.'

Luigi couldn't quite believe it. Gooigi's body felt like his own, only gooier. It moved with his mind naturally, like he wasn't in an entirely different vessel.

'Gooigi can slip through tight spaces, like grates or vents.' E. Gadd said. 'His body is incredibly soft and malleable. It's really quite amazing! Go on, see for yourself!'

The plumber held his arm out and pushed it through one of the metal bars. Though it took a bit of might, it managed to pass through. The bar tore a hole through the gooey material, but the arm reformed quicker than his eyes could see.

'Huh.'

Finally getting it, he pressed his entire body against the bars. After a few seconds of forcing himself through, his gooey body got past without a problem.

'Cool.'

E. Gadd clapped. 'Oh Luigi, you are such a fast learner! Now, just use your Poltergust on this wheel, and you and Daisy shall be freed.'

Luigi grabbed his gelatine vacuum and, to his relief, it functioned exactly like the real one; he didn't want to even begin to question how. Air flowed from the nozzle, and spun the wheel. As it rotated, it pulled on the rope and slowly lifted up the cage.

Daisy ran out from under the rising cage with a smile. 'You did it Luigi! Whatever it was you did!' She turned to E. Gadd. 'So how does he get back in his body?'

'I was just about to explain that. Now Luigi, while still using the Poltergust, imagine going back to your own body.'

Luigi did as he was instructed, and this transfer happened without a sweat. His head rose back up again, and he could see Gooigi still using his Poltergust on the wheel.

'As you can see,' E. Gadd continued to explain. 'If you're using the Poltergust when you switch between yourselves, you will continue to use it without being controlled!'

Luigi walked up to his gooey counterpart, and tapped its shoulder. It was just like poking a gummy bear. He leaned in and sniffed the green skin.

'Coffee?'

The rope above him continued to move, until the wheel couldn't be turned any further. It dislodged some dust in the ceiling, which promptly fell onto Luigi and scattered into a cloud.

'Gah! ... Ah...'

E. Gadd pressed another, smaller button on his remote. This caused the cage to compact into a much tinier and completely solid box to collect later.

'Ahhh...'

'Of course, Gooigi is not without his weaknesses.' The professor said with some regret. 'Weaknesses that I nearly died trying to solve. And I mean that. One of his most prominent weaknesses is-'

'AHHH-CHOOO!'

Luigi's sneeze tore its way through his throat before he could cover his mouth. Next thing he knew, Gooigi was dissolving in front of his eyes and sinking into a green puddle on the ground.

'AH!' Luigi yelped, so scared at what just happened that he didn't notice the goo returning to his Poltergust.

'Oh my gosh!' Daisy cried.

E. Gadd, upon witnessing this accidental murder, just laughed. 'So Luigi, do you know what just happened?'

The green-clad plumber stared at where Gooigi had stood. 'Um... I-I sneezed on him and killed him?'

'Close, but not quite. You see it, Daisy?'

Daisy noticed what he meant almost immediately. The Poltergust was filled with goo once again.

'As I was trying to explain,' E. Gadd said. 'Gooigi's greatest weakness is that contact with water - or saliva in this case - makes his molecules... um, it's complicated, but the goo scatters and loses its form. Afterwards, it returns to the Poltergust G-00 to be summoned again. I tried to fix it, but... after goo hardens over your face you have to learn that some things are just impossible.'

Though Luigi had witnessed Gooigi's 'death', he could still feel him in the back of the Poltergust. Part of his consciousness was still connected to him.

'And that's your training done!' E. Gadd said, looking at an imaginary watch. 'I must say, you learned far quicker than I expected. Regardless, we've wasted too much time. So... get going!'

He pushed Luigi out the door, quite literally. Daisy ran after him, but the professor stopped her and turned to her with a grin.

'And don't think I didn't notice my Phantasma-Gloves.' He said, pointing at the titular device.

'Oh, so that's what these are called!' Daisy said, moving her hands around. You mean the gloves that let me touch ghosts and destroy them?'

'The exact ones! Just one thing you got wrong there. It's impossible to completely destroy a ghost, hence why my usual method captures them instead. After you slam them into the ground enough times, their molecules break apart and reform somewhere else. The good thing is, once a ghost reforms it's unlikely they'll want to mess with you again. Some of the stronger ghosts may be too tightly connected for that to work on them, though...'

'Niiice!'

'Indeed.'

...

'Well? What are you doing? Go after your boyfriend, posthaste!'

CHAMBREA DOMESTIQUE, THE KLEPTOMANIAC MAID

AGE - 54

GENDER - Female

CAUSE OF DEATH - Mesothelioma

Chambrea is infamous in the Last Resort for her aggression and kleptomania. Her neat-freak nature compelled her to clean up all the dust she could see, which did wonders for her lungs as you can tell. She often took small objects from her clients, and her habit of stealing only got much worse now since Ms Gravely refuses to pay her squat. Getting between her and her 'belongings' is a good way to end up in a hospital, if not a ghost yourself.

Author Notes - I added Daisy to the story for one reason and really one reason only: to give Luigi someone to interact with throughout the story. Since Polterpup can't talk, he needed someone else to talk to. Daisy was the most obvious choice. Not to be confused with Hotel Horror, which also has Daisy. By complete coincidence, mind you. She needs to be in a Luigi's Mansion game. COME ON, 4! I'll go into detail about the Phantasma-Gloves later, but just know that I am (obviously) keeping them in this version.

Though I am removing or changing certain aspects that weren't game accurate, I decided to keep the part where Luigi 'kills' Gooigi by sneezing on him. Solely because I thought it was funny. I just kinda toned down the grossness of it.