I changed the title of the story by earsing the "A" in the beginning. Please enjoy this chapter!

Chapter 9: New Love Solution

The M.K. M.A.I.F.I.A was a large building, with mental people walking all over the place, down the hallways, as one of the mental goombas grabbed Jill's leg and pulled her down.

"Hey!" she exclaimed, and was knocked onto the floor. Several doctors came to help her, as the goomba bit her face ferociously. Jill stood up dazed and disgusted.

"I don't like this place," she said to Mush, and Mush chuckled as they went their way to the front desk.

"Can we please make a visit to Peach Toadstool?" asked Mush to a tall male koopatroopa albatross, who reading a Popular Science Magazine.

"I'm afraid we have no Peach Toadstool here," he replied, taking off his glasses. "As far as I'm told, she had been killed in a train crash just around a week ago. She's not here."

"Don't lie," demanded Jill. "We know she's here, trying to not let anyone know she's alive."

"Madam, please don't try to be absurd," the koopatroopa said. "She doesn't exist."

"I know she's alive and well," said Mush. "She's somewhere in this building, according to the evidence I found on the internet."

"She's not well," said the koopatroopa albatross, sighing. "As far as I know, it is her request for nobody to visit her, under the name of Steven Header, who is me."

"How about if I give you this?" said Jill, and he handed him a small sack of coins which contained around 600 coins. Steve sighed, and reluctantly agreed to bring them to room 66, where Peach was staying. He guided them along the way which took them to floor 26, and opened the door for them.

"She's inside," said Steve, and he left them without any sign of leaving. Mush and Jill were confused, not knowing what to do at all.

"Do we just enter, or do we wait for the door to open?" asked Mush nervously. Jill nodded slowly and opened the door, not knowing if it was still safe to enter.

The room was green and small, with nothing except for a chair and a couch, with a small vase of flowers in the corner of the room, which seemed to be withering. A woman in blue leather clothes was sitting on the couch, reading a newspaper. She had sunglasses which blocked almost her entire face, and her hair was tied up. The woman was Peach.

"Who is it," said Peach monotonously, turning around and looked at the two people who had slowly entered the room.

"We're visitors, who are currently in your past situation right now," said Mush. "We know your story, and how you had escaped death." He took out Peach's journal from his large pocket, and waited for Peach to speak again.

"I had promised," said Peach continuing, "To myself, that I would never help the others in the future. Nor would I help those whom I knew would be on death's list. I believe you two are on death's list, and time is ticking away. What order are you dying?"

"We're dying in the order that we were supposed to die on the blimp," explained Mush. "We need to know the design in cheating death."

"That's why we came here," said Jill. "We need your help in escaping death, and you're the only one who knows the answer."

"I don't know the answer," said Peach, staying still on the couch.

"But you're still alive," said Mush, who didn't believe what Peach had said. "Death obviously erased you from his list already if you're still alive by now."

"I am still on the list," Peach told them. "Death is waiting for the right moment to strike me, and is taunting me. He did these two things to me a few days ago." She took off her sunglasses, revealing her eyes which were crippled and small, as if it had been burned severely. She then untied her hair, to reveal that her hair had actually been cut short, making her hair only one quarter the length of what it used to be. Mush and Jill looked in fear and wonder at Peach's full appearance.

"My eyes," explained Peach, "Were burned when I was in the arts room, setting up my death solutions. A stool had backed me against the cabinet somehow in a creative indent in the floor, and a hot glue gun from above was being pushed somehow. I escaped, but I was temporarily blinded. Three days later after that, I had gathered up courage to leave this place. But death wanted to end me at that exact time. Seeing a lady down the hall slip backwards, I knew it was a sign to do that. I fell backwards purposely, and a surgery drill had barely missed me from above when a doctor was pushed, cutting most of my hair off. I won't leave this room, nor will I help." She put back her sunglasses on and tied up her hair.

Mush was determined to force Peach to help them.

"How about your floppy disk?" he asked. "The data was erased, so you have to tell us what was on it."

Peach just stood still, until she spoke. "Using the signs I had discovered before, there is a way to cheat death. I should not be telling you people this, but…what I have learned is that you must mess up the design to be off the list. Someone has to die when it's not their turn."

"But Parakarry, a person included in this had tried to kill himself," said Jill. "He was unable to, meaning that it's impossible to do that."

"By new love," added Peach. "You must mess up the design by new love. How to do this is out of my idea. But I will assist you no more. Please leave now."

"Peach, we need your help in this," said Mush, almost demandingly. "There are five people left living in our death situation. You have to come along with us, to help us."

But Peach suddenly froze, and her mind started to go beyond at seeing the large bite mark around Jolene's forehead. She was reminded of Daisy's death, when she had put on the fire crown onto her head. She could see it in her eyes, and feel the moment when it was occurring. He eyes began to see beyond, and her body started to tremble slightly, until she snapped back to the present time.

"The next death will have to do something with the forehead," she said. "Now please leave this building."

"You have to assist us," insisted Jill, but Peach pressed a button next to her seat. The whole floor except for the couch, chair, and flower vase suddenly collapsed, and Mush and Jill felt their stomachs leave them as they fell down the dark shaft. They emptied out in the back of the Mental Hospital.

"That was rude," said Jill, wiping off the dust on her.

"Do you mean that the floor drop was rude or that Peach was rude in only helping us very little?" asked Mush.

"Both," said Jill. "But she did tell us how to mess up the design, by new love. And now she said that Sophie will die by the forehead."

"I forgot about her," remembered Mush. "You can go back to your laboratory, and I'll keep her from danger by going to her place."

"Are you sure I don't need to assist you?"

"I'll be alright. I need to go now and I'll take the taxi, which is faster to my house." Mush slowly walked away from her, but then stopped. He was having a vision about the blimp accident.

"I can't grab on forever like this!" cried Jill, and she let go and fell out. The fire had gone away, and Mush saw the terrified look on Jill's face as she fell hundreds of feet below through the back of the blimp. She was able to take a secret latch in her notebook as she fell, and something inflated suddenly just as Mush himself let go. Inflating, something to save, missed order…

"I need one more thing," said Jill coming up to him, and he snapped out of his vision in a flash, not knowing if the vision was a sign. "Can you give me the list on which order we'resupposed to die?"

"Sure," he said, and Jill took out her notebook to write down the death list.

Mush took a breath. "Right now, Sophie is next. After her, I think it's…Frank. And then you're next, and then me. It then goes back to Parakarry. That's all the people." Jill started to scribble down the names in the order.

Sophie

Frank

Jill

Mush

Parakarry

"Oh, that's my train," she said, as a train stopped by the station in a slight breeze, making the place cold and shivery. Jill buttoned her coat and made her way to the train quickly.

"Please keep Sophie and Frank safe," called Jill to Mush.

"But what about you?" called Mush. "You're right after them."

"I'll be fine," called back Jill. "Trust me, I'll be okay." She made her way up the steps, but a small can suddenly flew away from her pocket and landed right in front of Mush. Mush knew it was an act from death.

He read the label of the cover. "Sodium Hydroxide," he read, and looked around to see if death was doing more things around him. But the air suddenly lay flat, and there was nothing around him as the train left the station. He went towards the main street to find a taxi, and successfully managed to get one.

"Yoyo, my name is like Puchee yo! Like, where's your final destination homie?" rapped the taxi driver. Mush told him to drop him off at his house.

"We'll go there right away yo, if ya know what I mean," he said, and he drove off. Mush felt as if he had chose the wrong taxi.

His phone rang a few minutes later, and Mush answered it. It was his dad.

"Mush, I need to tell you something I should have told you the day of the blimp accident," said his father suddenly.

Mush just held the phone, a little surprised and confused at his father's sudden call. What did he want to tell Mush? Mush waited for his father to speak again, not knowing what he would say next, and not knowing whether it would be related to the death list.

After what seemed to be an hour, Mush's father spoke again. "I was on the blimp too," he said. "I was the driver, and was pulled off by you, because you had the premonition. I believed in you, and got off before it exploded. I would have died if it weren't for you pulling me off."

Mush just stood there, and suddenly realized something. He didn't speak.

"I'm sorry I couldn't tell you before," Mush's father continued. "After the day your sister had died, I felt that I had the responsibility to keep you away from any memories of others dying. Please forgive me for telling you so suddenly and late. I'm sorry." There was a silence, and Mush suddenly hung up, frightened and in fear. The driver of the blimp in his vision had fallen out before Sophie, and the driver was his father. His father was next on the list.

"Sir, you have to hurry up fast," commanded Mush to the driver, and the driver nodded and pushed on the pedal with his full force, letting out a 'Yeee-haw!" Mush fell sideways when the cab swerved, and the can of Sodium Hydroxide in his pocket was punctured.

Outside, rain poured onto the streets.

"Mush, are you still there? Mush?" His father hung up, and slowly made his way to the garage room. A bolt of lightning shook the air as he opened the garage door.

He was thinking of Mush and Jolene, and how their life would have been if Jolene and his wife, Caroline, hadn't died. He felt that he was to be responsible for them, and he had failed in keeping them safe. Rain dripped into the garage, as a bolt of lightning shook the air in a sudden flash.

"I will keep Mush safe, Jolene and Caroline!" he said out loud, as he stepped more outside of the garage. "I will keep my son safe, and not let anything to happen to him. Nobody will stop me. My family will be the way it shall be!" Love and determination filled him more, and he stepped further out of the garage.

Suddenly, a raging bolt of lightning struck into the side of the garage, making Mush's father fall in surprise into the puddle below him. He was too weak to get up, and finally fell unconscious from his weak shoulder, and preventing him from getting up.

But the lighting had malfunctioned the garage door control, and the garage door slowly started to go down by itself, with the forehead of the next victim right under it.

Please don't forget to review, reviews make me really happy (I hope I get at least 4 or 5)! Thank you to those people who take their time to read my story, which is greatly appreciated. There might be two deaths in the next chapter, depending on how I feel. I'll update soon!