Luigi tried to plead with his girlfriend.

"But-a Daisy!"

"Nope!" Daisy said stubbornly from the other side of the starred door, crossing her arms tightly and pouting. "I'm not coming out 'til I can interview someone NORMAL!"

"O-akay," Luigi said. He walked over to a girl… well he wouldn't know that, it was just a figure with red glowing eyes, and a black hood on. She held a red triton that was glowing a fiery red, orange, and yellow, as if it was one large mass of liquidy lava.

((My get up for this chappie. What you think?))

Anyway, he approached me. Yes, this is written in 1st person. Got a problem with it?

"She-a won't-a come," Luigi told me mournfully, "and I can't-a get rid of dis' ree-deeculous acksont." I raised an eyebrow. Now Luigi's words were becoming unrecognizable. This was bad.

"Fine," I hissed. I took my fiery triton of doom, and—

--whapped him on the head with it.

"OW!!!" Luigi cursed under his breath. Ooh, naught Luigi. "What did you do that for, you dummy!??"

"…Your accent's gone," I said boredly. Of course, he still sounded Italian, but it got rid of all the –a's.

"Really!?" Luigi looked purely ecstatic. "HOORAY!"

"SHUT UP IN THERE!" Mario screamed. "I'm-a tryin' to watch TV!"

((Wow, that's annoying.))

"You have no idea," Luigi mumbled. "Alright, let's get somebody normal on the line..."

"I'll do it!" Peach offered, raising her hand. "He he he he he..."

"Why are you laughing?" Luigi wondered.

"Um..." Peach looked around shiftily. "...No reason."

"Alright, I'll tell Daisy you're our guest." Luigi pounded on the door. "Oi! Daisy!"

"I heard the whole thing, you dummy!" Daisy said, tip-toeing daintily out of the room. "Thank you so much for finding me a normal guest, Luigi!" Daisy threw her arms around him. Luigi blushed. "And thank YOU so much for BEING a normal guest, Peach-chan!" Daisy glomped her best friend.

Peach sweat dropped. "Eh he... no problem... I'll even bring Baby Mario on."

"Okay!" Daisy ran out on the set.

"HELLO, FANS!"

The live audience was all dead. Daisy's eyes buggered out. "OMIGOD!" she screamed. "WHAT ON EARTH HAPPENED HERE!"

"Oh no!" Luigi cried in horror. Mario stood on the stage, looking guilty.

"Um..."

"Brother, WHAT DID YOU DO!?" Luigi threw his hands up in wild gesticulation. He looked angry, he felt angry, he WAS angry.

"I just raised my arms..." Mario's eyes got watery with embarrassment.

"...Mario, go take a bath."

"Yes brother!" and Mario scrambled, er... waddled away.

"...............BOWSER!" Daisy suddenly snapped.

A white-washed door creaked open just a crack, making a sliver of darkness. Then, out of that darkness, emerged a large, reptilian beast... named Bowser. BOWSER! Ma ha ha ha ha... Hoo, anyway.

"What?" he rasped, fire flaring out of his nostrils.

"CLEAN UP THIS MESS!" Daisy screeched. Bowser sweat dropped.

"Fine, your majesty." Bowser proceeded to clean up. Meanwhile, Luigi grabbed random people off the street, tempted them with hot dogs, and got them to join the studio audience. Here is an example.

"Don't you want a hot dog?!?!?!" Luigi shoved the hot dog under Maira's nose. The girl looked at him with brown eyes.

"...No," she said, and she started to walk away. Luigi reached out and tugged on her almost-black, brown hair.

"HEY!" he shouted in her ear. "GUESS WHAT!?"

"WHAT?!" she shouted back.

"CHICKEN NUTS!" Luigi pointed to the hot dog.

"You're gross!" Maira hit him.

"...I'll give you a hot dog with ice cream on it," Luigi said seriously. Maira's eyes lit up like it was Christmas. Actually, it was...

"OK!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Much later...

"Welcome to Daisy's Talk Show!" Daisy announced. She sat down. "Today we shall be interviewing my best friend, PEACH!"

"Psst," Luigi whispered. "Peach, you're on."

"Ok." Peach looked at herself in the reflective surface of the architrave and fixed her hair quickly, grabbed Baby Mario and then dashed onto stage. She sat down with a hasty hello.

"................................................."

"What?" Peach asked.

"O.O" the entire studio audience stared.

Peach was wearing a black suit, with a slit down the middle almost to her belly button. It had large, plastic shoulder pads, and also knee pads. Baby Mario was dressed up as a vampire.

"You weren't supposed to wear your skateboarding outfit," Daisy explained. "But that's ok..."

"Ok." Peach smiled and waved at the camera. "So, what sort of questions were you going to ask me Daisy?"

"Well..." Daisy looked at her list of questions. "Um... is it hard being the Princess of Mushroom Kingdom?"

Peach sighed. "Yes... I keep on getting kidnapped by some fat man wearing red and a green Barney with spikes. Plus, everybody associates the word 'Mushroom' with being high. I just boosted this fanfics rating to PG, and I'm so proud."

"Ok..." Daisy looked down again at the list. "Do you have Princess lessons?"

"Like in the Princess Diaries?" Peach asked, surprised. "Heck no!"

"What sort of activities DO you do, then?" Daisy asked. She was starting to feel a bit more comfortable with the situation, even though Peach looked like a whore.

"I do yoga..." Luigi nosebled. "Cooking..." Bowser fainted. His tongue hung out and he had X's for eyes.. He looked like he was afraid of being poisoned. "Cleaning..."

"Yea, right!" a toad in the audience shouted.

"Tennis, and raising B.M.!" Peach beamed, oblivious to all of the people who hated her.

"Is it fun raising Baby Mario?" Daisy asked with a smile. Baby Mario tipped his hat towards her and cooed.

Peach smiled. "YEAH! He can say 'dada' now."

Baby Mario reached towards Luigi. "Da da!"

Everybody in the room sweat dropped.

"...He just doesn't know what it means yet..." Peach murmured.

"Oh. Anyway..."

"SHUT UP! I'm trying to eat my HOT DOG! WHEEEEEEEEEE!" Maira ran around with her hot dog... Unfortunately, the large pile of papers that P.E.G. had decided to nap in from the last episode were still there, and she slipped on it. "WHOA!" The hot dog flew... and landed right on Mario's face, who, by the way, was wearing nothing but a towel.

Luigi brought Daisy her pills, but Daisy shooed him away. "It's great for ratings," she insisted.

Does anybody want to leave me a Christmas review?

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Heather Wianur- I have updated!

Marios-apprentist- Mmm. Yummy!

Alex- It's not my first story... o.o; Well, for Mario it is. And I'm a girl. But that's ok! Your reviews are what makes it worth writing this.

Seatbelts- You confused me soooo much, because nowhere in this entire story does it EVER say that this is my first story. If you'd even looked at my biography, you'd know that I've written over 30. Merry Christmas and thank you for the review.