The next day… er, well, morning.

Mario was snoring peacefully in bed, (if you can call snoring like a buzz saw peaceful), when a strange figure with a camouflage helmet and charcoal-blackened face peeked up over the side of the bed.

"Mario…"the figurecalled, "Mario, wake up…"

"Mmmnn… huhn?" Mario groaned and rolled over sleepily to see who was talking to him, "WAAH!" He yelped, and leaped a full four-and-a-half feet into the air before dropping back into bed. After his wits returned, he noticed that the charcoal-blackened face had a mustache exactly like… "Luigi?" he received a nod from his camo-clad brother, "What is it? And why are you dressed like that?"

"Shh…" Luigi held a finger to his lips, "We're going on a top-secret-spying mission today. If we can blend in with the surroundings, via camouflage, we should be able to follow the purple shy-guy all the way to wherever he's going! But we need to start practicing now."

"Weege," Mario sighed, "camouflage colors won't blend in Mushroom Kindom; for crying out loud, it's all bright colors! The only places with dark colors are places like the Haunted Woods, or caves, or Bowser's castle!"

"Oh." Luigi paused to digest this information. "I'll be right back…"

"Whatever." Mario rolled back over, hoping to get a few more minutes of sleep.

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Twenty seconds later…

"Mario…"

"Luigi! Just leave me- wha?" Mario started up angrily and was shocked momentarily by his younger brother's extraordinarily vibrant color, "You painted yourself orange!"

"Yup." Luigi nodded happily, "Look's pretty good, doesn't it?"

Mario looked him up and down, "… you look like a living glob of orange sherbet ice cream…"

Luigi sniffed, "Don't make fun of me. With this extremely bright color, I'll blend right into the backgrounds of Mushroom Kingdom!" he crossed his arms over his neon orange overalls, "Besides, you're orange too."

"I'm wha?" Mario looked down at himself, "ACK! You painted me too! But HOW!"

Luigi grinned knowingly, "You know, bro, you're a reeeeeeeally sound sleeper…" he strung his binoculars, (also painted orange), around his neck, "You'd better hurry and get up; we've got to find a good place to hide before the purple shy-guy comes!"