Author Notes - Here it is. The final chapter. I... I can't believe I actually did it. With how bad I used to be at completing projects, it amazes me that I not only finally finished one, but one of this size too.

I have you readers to thank for it. Knowing that so many people were reading and enjoying this story gave me the will to keep writing it. So, thank you so much. Yes. YOU! If you're reading this, whoever who are, you either skipped straight to the end or have read the entire story. I'm assuming the latter, and I cannot thank you enough for sticking through to the end.

You're all amazing people. Including new addition to the favourite club, memullet00.

The 'And Daisy' part of this chapter name was original in brackets, like the thanks to her was tacked on, but I decided against it. After all, not only is that kinda mean but a big part of Daisy's story was believing she wasn't contributing much and proving that she was. Having the title be 'Thank You Luigi (And Daisy)' seems a little mean-spirited because of that.

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT - THANK YOU, LUIGI AND DAISY

As much as the visitors would've loved to stay at the New Last Resort for just one more day, they had to get home as soon as possible. If they had any chance of getting there before sunset, they had to leave early. So, they got up just as the sun was beginning to rise and got to packing what was left of their stuff. After new owner Chambrea gave it all back, anyway. Most of it managed to survive the hotel collapse, and the generic ghosts had helpfully put it all back in the right rooms.

'I don't care if you're the owner now.' Princess Peach said. 'I am a princess, and I demand you give every single suitcase back to me!'

'Even the-?'

'Yes, even the parasol!'

Daisy finally got a chance to replace her ripped shirt thanks to Kruller offering her a clean replacement for free.

'I know how much youse love da colour orange, and ya shirt seemed all ripped and bloody. So, here's one fer free!'

She packed her old shirt into her suitcase, keeping it as a 'souvenir' of sorts. Now that the dried blood on both her shirt and bandage were gone, she smelled a little less rank. Of course, those gashes on her chest would forever remain as deep scars, not that she was complaining. After all, she had always wanted some battle scars. Right next to her old shirt was her old shoe, the one that the sentient toilet had chewed up. Nothing much remained of it, but Clem and Billie had to go through a lot to fetch it and she didn't want to disappoint them.

'Hoo-wee, ma sis and Ah finally got ya shoe back.' 'That there rampagin' toilet nearly ate me alive!'

She was just about to close her suitcase when someone entered her room.

'Hey there, missy!'

'AH!'

She shrieked and jumped around. Dr Potter stood right behind her, holding a packet of seeds in his hand.

'Oh, sorry missy.' He said. 'I shoulda known yeh'd be a little... jumpy after that there crazy adventure.'

Daisy put her hand against her heart until it calmed down. 'Understatement. What are you here for anyway? Look, I'm sorry for killing all those plants! I just wanted to-'

'Nah, I'm not angry about that anymore. I know yeh just did what yeh did ta survive, and if yeh didn't ma boss woulda never been stopped. It's sad, yes, but I understand yeh didn't wanna do it. Yer name is 'Daisy' after all. I just came here ta give yeh this.'

He handed her the packet of seeds, and her eyes sparkled when she saw it was no ordinary seed packet. It had a big bold pink label that read 'Glowing Hibiscus Seeds'.

She gasped. 'Wait, you're just giving me those seeds? Oh my gosh, I loved those plants! They were so pretty when they bloomed... and they smelled so mystical.' She frowned. 'Oh, but I can't take them. Luigi's allergic to them, and I don't wanna make him suffer every time he visits.'

Dr Potter laughed. 'Don't worry about that! It was the sonny who told me how much yeh loved them glowin' flowers in the first place. He told me that he'd be fine with a little bit o' sneezin' if it meant yeh were happy.'

Daisy held the packet close to her chest and smiled. 'Of course. I should've known.'

Peach had gotten most of her suitcases together, but there were still a lot of them. Despite how many there were, she still knew that one of them was definitely missing. She stared down Chambrea with her arms crossed and her foot tapping, which apparently was the only thing that the maid feared.

'What?!' Chambrea cried. 'I'm trying to change! I swear, I didn't take the last suitcase. That was the one full of makeup, right? Do I look like a ghost who cares about makeup to you?'

'I... suppose not.' Peach said. 'But if you didn't take it, who did?'

A yell came from outside her room. 'GET THE BLOODY HELL BACK HERE!'

Nikki ducked through the door leading to the hallway and then made a mad dash for the window. Ginny followed her through just a second later, with her face all done up in professional-looking makeup. She did not seem happy about it, if the insurmountable rage on her face was anything to go by.

'I think you look great with makeup on!' Nikki said before she fled the room.

'YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE MAKEUP, YA WANKER!' Ginny screamed as she followed.

Lindsey opened the door, holding her hat upside down as she floated into the room. From her hat, she pulled out Peach's missing suitcase with a nervous smile.

'Sorry, your highness.' She said. 'Nik thought it'd be funny to subject GinGin to a makeover. Sorry about that.'

She placed the suitcase down and backed out of the room nice and slowly. Peach grabbed her final suitcase and gave Chambrea a look as the maid gave her a cocky little smirk.

'Told ya I didn't take it.'

Mario decided, since he didn't have much to pack anyway, to have a nice delicious pizza before leaving. Chef Soulfflé had cooked it personally, just for him, using only the freshest ingredients. The chef could hardly believe that E. Gadd and Chambrea were allowing him to cook whatever the heck he wanted now. Mario could feel his taste buds swimming and dancing in the delicious pizza as he took his time chewing it up. Soulfflé stood in his room, watching the delight in Mario's eyes.

'Hmmm... I gotta say Gordon,' He said after swallowing another mouthful. 'This is the yummiest pizza I have ever eaten. And I've eaten a looot of pizza.'

'Yes, I can see zat.'

'What was that?'

'Nothing. I am just happy to see zat you love my pizza zat much. Ah, how I missed satisfying all my lovely patrons.'

The Toads had to deal with their captors helping them pack. Parr T was rather lucky to have both Amadeus and Gloria helping him out, but Soff T was even luckier - five ghost animals, all helping him pack up his golfing equipment! The red-capped Toad didn't even have to do anything, so he just watched the ghostly pirate crew clean up everything for him.

'I know you've heard me say this a lot already, mate.' Fishook said, pulling Delfina away from tearing up the new bed. 'But I do apologise for keepin' ya in that portrait. Fair dinkum, I swear.'

Soff gulped. 'D-Do I have to worry about you and your crew eating me?'

'Nah. We don't like eatin' mushrooms, and even if we did, you're a mate. Not food. We much prefer meat on the barbie anyway.'

Amadeus ended up doing all the work in Parr's room. The mushroom and the DJ were too busy playing music and jamming out to it. It was quite the problem, considering that Parr had exploded a popper and now confetti was everywhere.

'Oh yeah, yellow dude! This is a boppin' shindig in da house, ya dig!'

Amadeus rolled his eyes and smiled. He loved his daughter, with every particle in his being, but sometimes he did wish she would get to work.

Gus didn't even care that he had to clean up his own luggage and deal with a caveman ghost helping him. This room was actually finished this time, and that was all that really mattered to him. It helped that Ug knew the best way to pack a suitcase.

'Here's what I don't get.' Gus said. 'If you're so smart, why do you still speak like you don't know English? Not to say people who can't speak English properly are stupid, obviously! Just asking.'

Ug barely glanced his way. 'For your information, I am perfectly capable of speaking very complex and articulated sentences. I just choose to speak simply to get my point across quicker. Make sense to Toad?'

Gus blinked. 'Uh, y-yeah. That makes sense.'

Luigi definitely had to go through the most stuff. Sure, his luggage was as light as could be, but he had received a lot more stuff over the past morning. It seemed that every grand ghost wanted to give him something to remember them by, as if he would never visit them again. The 'favourite desk bell' from Steward, a donut maker from Kruller, a non-stick frying pan from Soulfflé, a tiny player piano from Amadeus, a sword prop from King MacFrights, a packet of tomato seeds from Dr Potter, a book about dinosaurs from Ug, 'Doris the Plumber Duck' from Clem and Billie, a green snake-shaped jewel from Serpci, a set of 'enchanted' cards from the Twisted Sisters, a good old-fashioned barbie from Captain Fishook, some dumbbells from Johnny, and a vinyl filled with some of Gloria's best jams.

Chambrea let him burrow some suitcases that definitely weren't those from deceased guests to pack all the stuff he had now. One item was placed in last, for it was the most important one of all - a copy of Morty's film, given to him by Shinypants who had been elected to be the new leader of the Paranormal Productions. Luigi promised the Last Resort staff that he would play it for everyone he knew, until everyone in the kingdom and beyond knew the name of Morty W. Spookus. He promised that the memory of Morty would live on.

His packing took an extra long time as Serpci was asking him to sign every possession she had. Of course, she wasn't forcing him too, but Luigi couldn't turn down his biggest fangirl.

'Can you sign this? And this? And this? ANDTHISANDTHISANDTH-?!'

'Serpci... my hand hurts...'

'Oh. That's okay! Now that I think about it, you've signed enough. I just... I never thought I would actually see my awesome leader in-person!' She sighed blissfully. 'I wish you were around when I was still alive. You're so inspiring! You would've helped me get through the hardest parts of my life, and maybe I wouldn't have even thought of... taking my own life. That's why you're so inspiring! We're both scared of, well, everything, but you never let it stop you!'

Luigi slammed his final suitcase shut. 'I can't imagine what it must've been like for you. Let's... let's just make sure that if you ever tell a bunch of living people about me, make sure to emphasize how horrible it was for you to end your life. We don't want to be teaching people that if they kill themselves that they'll be able to meet their hero.'

Serpci gasped. 'Oh no! We wouldn't want that. Besides, I took my own life to get away from the horror and despair. Until you came along, it only made it so... so much worse.'

A bunch of Oozers and Slinkers arrived, and picked up all the suitcases one by one. Thanks to all the souvenirs the staff had given him, he probably had more luggage than Peach now. Luigi could practically hear Gus sighing in relief.


Steward hoisted the original green suitcase onto the back of the van, and wiped his brow. 'Phew... that's the last of them!'

Johnny emerged from the van, dusting his arms off. 'You nailed it, gnarly dude!'

Steward blushed. 'Aw, it wasn't much. You lifted all of Peach's stuff at once after all.'

Johnny scoffed. 'That's, like, nothing. I wasn't pushing my limit, but you totally were.'

Luigi stood by the door to the royal van, not quite able to step up onto it yet. He didn't want to leave his new ghostly friends or Verde so early, even if it was their only hope of getting home before nightfall. The staff, including newly-elected member Verde, stood on the steps of the grand hotel, waving and cheering him off. Verde looked around at everyone else before waving himself.

'Bye Kruller! Bye Steward! Bye Fishook, and Delfina, and Enguio, and Awahia! Oh, and Nagi too. Bye Nikki, Lindsey, and Ginny! Goodbye Clem and Billie!'

As he was giving his many, many goodbyes to the ghosts, Daisy was busy counting up the Poltercats and Polterdogs. Polterpup and Polterkitty weren't easy to miss, but the babies on the other hand could be rather annoying. The eldest of the litter, another pink kitty, sat in front of Daisy while looking proud of himself. The litter had consisted of four girls and four boys, and the heroic couple had finally named them all. The other seven were just running around the place. Except for one of the white kitties - she seemed just as timid as Luigi was. Meanwhile, the little white doggo had definitely inherited his personality from Daisy.

'Okay, so we got Pepperoni right here. There's... Cookie over there.' As she listed their names out, they followed their parents up into the bus. 'That's Prince Meowse.'

'MEW!'

'And that would be Li'l Whiner. We got Stanley, Snowdrop, Pluto...'

Just one member of the family remained - the runt, Luigi Jr, named surprisingly by Daisy. Luigi had objected to naming a female kitty after him, but with how much the little gal adored him it was only appropriate. Luigi Jr sat in her spot, grinning at the princess.

'Come on, girl.' Daisy said. 'Get on the bus.'

'MROW!'

'I said, get on the bus!'

A pink light swallowed up the little kitty, and when it faded Luigi Jr had transformed into a small and adorable baby panther. She leapt out at Daisy with her claws out, but thanks to her tiny size she didn't do anything aside from give her leg a hug.

'Oh boy...' Daisy muttered. 'If all those kitties can transform like their momma can... we're in for a fun time.'

Not bothering to remove Luigi Jr from her grasp, Daisy looked back to Luigi. He was still saying goodbye to everyone while calling them all by name. At least now, he was almost done. And he had even bothered to learn Shinypants's (apparently) real name beforehand.

'Bye Ug! Bye Gloria! Bye Threepio! GOODBYE VERDE!'

Daisy gently grabbed him by the shoulder. 'Alright, you'll be seeing them again. The kids are ready to go. Don't worry - you'll definitely see these guys again. I hear Elvin's gonna set up a Pixelator or Pixelshifter - or whatever he calls it - between your house and the hotel, so you can visit them whenever you'd like.'

'I-I know. I just don't wanna say goodbye to them so soon.'

'Eh, I wouldn't worry about that. We can video chat with them every now and then while Elvin's sets the Pixelporter thingy up. And I'm sure they'll be happy with sending us letters too! In fact, the sooner we get home, the sooner they can write those letters.'

That seemed to convince him. Both plumber and princess rushed on board, settling themselves with the same seat they used before. Luigi sat by the window, while Daisy leaned on his shoulder.

'Say goodbye to the Last Resort, everyone!' Soff T announced from the driver's seat. 'Now it's off to the Mushroom Kingdom!'

As the bus pulled out through the gates towards the rising sun, Luigi's eyes grew heavy. Well, he had gone through a lot that week, and he had gotten up incredibly early. With a yawn, he got himself comfortable.

'Nap time already, huh?' Daisy remarked. 'I'm up for that.'

She cuddled up close to him, and waited for sleep to slowly carry them away.

'YIP YIP!'

'MROW!'

It seemed that sleep-time would be delayed, as Polterpup and Polterkitty had something to say about that. Polterpup hopped into Daisy's lap and cuddled up while Polterkitty curled up close to Luigi's chest, going back to her little kitty form just so she could sit on his lap properly. It only took a moment for all the kids to show up, while Luigi Jr just fell asleep while cuddling Daisy's leg.

The princess chuckled. 'Is adopting ghost animals after these trips going to be a recurring thing for you?'

'Maybe. Who knows? Maybe I'll find a ghost horse on some sort of haunted cruise or something.'

'Let's not worry about that now. The pets say it's sleep time!'

Luigi and Daisy quickly fell fast asleep, surrounded by their ghost puppies and kittens, as the van left for the Mushroom Kingdom...

A FEW MONTHS LATER...

'Mew!' 'MEW!' 'Woof woof!'

Luigi opened his eyes slowly, waking up to the sounds of young barking and meowing. Normally, he'd complain about getting up earlier than he liked, but he eventually came to like getting up at eleven instead of midday. It gave him an extra hour of daylight, after all.

The first being he saw was little Luigi Jr, who at this point was still smaller than her older siblings despite being in her panther form almost twenty-four-seven. She was doing what she was always doing - rubbing herself up against Luigi's face hard enough to convince him she was trying to sand his skin off. Stanley, another one of the pink kitties, lay down at his feet, while Cookie, the one pink puppy, held his cap in her mouth.

So this is what it was like to be a father. He already loved it, which was good considering that they seemed to be aging significantly slower than their mortal counterparts. It was better than most mornings, when he would wake up to see Polterkitty - usually in her big panther form - taking up the entire bed while he was still in it.

Seeing as his 'kids' were clearly hungry, he snatched his cap out of Cookie's mouth and placed it on his head as he slumbered out of bed. Mario's bed was empty, which didn't surprise him at all. Not only was Mario always out of bed hours before his sleep-loving younger brother, but a few months ago Luigi finally pushed him to get therapy for his trauma. No doubt Mario was at her office that very moment. After all, it wasn't just King Boo alone anymore. The sixth nightmare about being possessed that week was Luigi's breaking point.

Luigi, still a little tired, made his way into the kitchen. He couldn't take one step into that room without every animal in the house rushing to his spot, making him wonder if they had some sort of sixth sense for this sort of thing. At least he no longer screamed when a giant ghost panther suddenly popped out in front of him. She was so big that she took up most of the kitchen, and Polterpup and the kids did a good job taking up the rest of it. Luigi couldn't believe there were only eight puppies and kitties around the house - it felt like he had hundreds of them.

'Good morning, Master!' The parents greeted at once.

It was still a little weird for him to have a ghost panther around the house, and the guests weren't used to it quite yet. She made a great bodyguard though - he couldn't remember the last time Wario and Waluigi tried to mess with him with that Panthergeist by his side. It was only part of the reason he adored her so much. Even now, he couldn't believe she used to belong to Hellen Gravely.

'FOOOO-OOOOO-OOOOOD!'

Only the sound of the little white female kitty could snap him out of that thought. Li'l Whiner was appropriately named, as much as Luigi was against naming her that at first. In fact, Li'l Whiner scratched at his legs, doing a number on his PJ's. Thank goodness she preferred being a little kitty instead of a panther. Unlike Prince Meowse. That white little panther cub sat on top of the shelves, as if he were a real prince.

'Alright, alright. I'll get you guys some food.'

He wasn't very happy, however, when he opened the cupboard and saw Pepperoni, the other pink cat and the eldest of the litter, devouring the meat that Luigi had made clear was for 'special occasions only'. Of course, Luigi had no way of stopping him from eating it anyway, seeing as he was, well, a ghost. One of the white puppies, Snowdrop, had joined her older brother in the feasting.

'Of course...'

As Luigi proceeded to feed the other members of the household, before getting himself any breakfast, he witnessed a Toad pinning up a poster on a tree in his front yard. He could just barely read it from the kitchen window - 'MOVIE NIGHT THIS FRIDAY! Featuring... Morty Spookus's Dolphin-nado!' It made Luigi smile. Ever since he showed that 'The Heroine and Her Robot Partner' movie to the Mushroom Kingdom, everyone fell in love with Morty's delightfully bizarre filmography. So, every week they held a movie night to watch one of his many, many films. It made Luigi so happy to see that the name of Mortimer Walt Spookus would live on for far longer than Morty or even his own spirit did.

He looked up at the skies with a smile. No doubt that director ghost, alongside his little sister and parents, were watching the green-clad plumber and flower-loving princess with pride.

'Everyone will remember you, Morty.' He said. 'I know I will.'

'MAIL CALL FOR LUIGI!'

Luigi flinched. The sound of the Paratroopa mailman screaming in fear from the white ghost puppy Pluto brought him back into reality. Quickly gobbling down what was left of his breakfast (which was just leftover pasta from the night before), he rushed to the door. Polterpup and Polterkitty followed him outside while their children preferred to stay inside and devour everything in the house. Thank goodness the usual Bowser attacks gave the brothers good opportunities to grab some coins.

As he reached into the mailbox, he thought about what kind of mail he could've received. Most likely, a letter from Daisy. Her life was mostly the same after the incident, just like his own, but with a few key differences. For one, she was a little less reckless, and a lot more open about her fears. Well, in front of Luigi, anyway. Those scars on her chest would last forever, but she didn't care. She liked having a little something to show off to her friends. Her gardens had more than a few Glowing Hibiscuses around them, and as much as they triggered Luigi's allergies he loved seeing her so happy.

Turns out that the letter was from the Last Resort, in a similar-looking envelope that his invitation arrived in. It was covered in drops of green goo, immediately reminding Luigi of Gooigi- oh, Verde. He missed Verde more than he was expecting, but it wasn't too surprising seeing as he literally possessed his body multiple times. Would Verde even look like Luigi next time he saw him? Heck, was he even a 'he' anymore? Whatever Verde decided to be - a green clone of him, a woman resembling Peach, or even an animal - Luigi would respect his every choice.

When he opened up the envelope, it unleashed a cloud full of dust that launched into his face. By the time he got over his sneezing fit, he realised just who sent the letter before he even took it out.

Dear Luigi,

Sorry for relying on the somewhat-outdated mail system. After Hellen Gravely cut all the phone lines and disrupted all forms of outside communication, Clem and Billie have been working hard to get everything working again. Once they do, we'll be face-timing as soon as we can! Anyway, onto the letter itself...

Hoo boy, a lot has happened since I became the co-owner of this new hotel. And I'm not just talking about all those experiments that your professor friend has been performing on me by 'mistake'. I just think you might wanna hear about it.

Johnny finally worked up the guts to propose to Steward! Better yet, that scrawny little bellhop said 'yes'! We're setting up the arrangements for their marriage as I write this letter. As always, despite being one of the owners, I gave Serpci all my power. Honestly, it's tempting to give her the role of owner instead, but I'm sure as hell not giving this up now! You're invited to come BTW, of course.

Speaking of Serpci... apparently, she's expecting a baby! She and William are very excited, as you can tell. In fact, they've already decided on a name for it. Arthur if it's a boy, and Anaconda if it's a girl. The professor mentioned something about creating a 'ghost ultrasound', and I do not want to be the one to test it.

Paul's been a lot more confident as of late. Sure, he still freaks out whenever a mouse scurries by, but I have noticed he's a little braver now. No doubt you had something to do with it. On the topic of mice, with our resident exterminator gone Gordon has tried to take care of his rodent infestations on his own. He's actually doing a pretty good job at it. He still hasn't calmed down, though. If I have to hear him yell 'ZAT'S RAW!' or 'WHERE'S ZEE LAMB SAUCE?!' one more time, I swear...

The guests adore hearing Amadeus and Gloria's bizarre classical-modern-disco mix. Some unlucky guest decided that she would verbally show her dislike for Gloria's music, using rather mean language as she did so, and... well, I'm sure you can figure out what Amadeus did to her. I'm thinking about giving the poor guy some sort of sign that says 'Do NOT insult or hurt Gloria for your own safety' so he can finally relax. But that'll probably just encourage people to bully Gloria more, won't it?

Lindsey has no doubt missed you the most, except for maybe Verde. Goodness, that little girl adores you. After what you did to help her, I'm not surprised. Nikki misses you too, but have fun trying to get Ginny to admit that. That 'tomboy syndrome' thing that Nikki mentioned couldn't be more accurate. The guests are in love with their magic tricks, though they do seem to prefer Lindsey over the other two. Not that I blame them.

Bruce and his crew have calmed down a lot more now that they don't have to run a seafood restaurant themselves anymore. I never realised how much having to serve his own kind stressed Bruce out until he didn't have to do it anymore. Did Ms Gravely tell you that her mind tricks couldn't affect animal ghosts? Forcing him to serve his fish friends was the only way to get him all riled up.

We've mostly been leaving Ug alone, as he desires, but I've noticed that he seems a lot more willing to answer questions now. Before, only Amadeus was allowed without permission, but now he welcomes all questions as long as you're not loud or intrusive about it. Ramos too seems a little nicer to guests, but emphasis on 'a little'. He still has no tolerance for plant-killing, and will sic Audrey 2 on people who don't follow the rules. Baby steps, after all.

Clem's getting off his butt WAAAY more often now, and I think Billie may be getting a little smarter too. Maybe; it's hard to tell with her. They even come up to the Great Stage every now and then to perform their bluegrass music, sometimes in collaboration with Gloria and Amadeus, and the results are... shockingly good. And I don't even like bluegrass!

Remember the golden robot? What was his name again? T-1000? Wally? Robby? Bender? I forget. Point is, he's doing a decent job running the Paranormal Productions after Morty got to rest and rejoin his family. He's not exactly a leader type and he's terrified of confrontations, but when he puts his foot down he can actually get stuff done. And no, he still hasn't forgiven you for smashing him to pieces.

The one who misses you most of all? Verde. In fact, he's watching me write this letter as I speak while accidentally staining the envelope a little. At this time, it's impossible to tell that he was ever just a non-sentient vessel. He's practically a fully-fledged person now! He's still learning things - hence why I had to write this letter for him - but he's getting there.

The professor is making sure that King Boo never breaks out of the ghost container unit. At first, he was worried that leaving the guy in isolation would be too cruel even for him. I pointed out that we can talk to the royal twit whenever we want, even if it's never nice. Even Lindsey can't say a nice thing to him. And I gotta say, this Hellen Gravely 'painting' really holds this whole office together.

As for me... well, I'm trying to break away from that kleptomaniac nature of mine. It's been, um, difficult to say the least. It's to the point where we have two suggestion boxes: one for general use, and another dedicated just to complaining about the maid stealing stuff. But I'm trying, damn it! If I'm going to be owner of this hotel, I'm going to be responsible for once in my afterlife! This job has more than compensated me for all my years of hard work, and I'm not going to ruin things for everyone just because I can't move on!

Ahem... the point is, I thank you Luigi. Sure, we didn't exactly meet on good terms. I wasn't even under Ms Gravely's mind control when I refused to give your own girlfriend back to you. And I apologise for all the torment I put you through on that floor. You can't imagine how grateful I am for freeing not just me, but all my friends as well. Forget about that stupid briefcase - you can keep it.

- Chambrea Domestique, the Co-Owner of the New Last Resort

P.S. E. Gadd's still working on that teleporter thing. He says it should be ready by next week.

It brought a smile to Luigi's face. Sure, maybe a hotel full of ghosts wasn't nearly as grand as a kingdom, but Luigi didn't mind at all. He was just happy to have helped out so many new friends.

'So guys,' He said to his pets. 'Do you think Daisy would like to have our wedding at the Last Resort?'

THE END!

Author Notes - That ending note may or may not be foreshadowing to a short sequel/spin-off. Okay, but seriously, I am planning on writing a short little sequel-type thing about Luigi and Daisy getting married at the Last Resort. If that does happen, expect it to be very character-driven without a particularly serious plot compared to this story. I love this little world that I've created so much that I HAVE to write more about it.

And if we get a Luigi's Mansion 4, AND if I think I can make a story out of it... I'll get to spend another year on a crazy-long story. If that does happen, you can bet that Daisy and Polterkitty will tag along once again. Regardless of what I do, Gooigi will reappear and I'll have to decide on whether or not I should have the narrator call him 'Gooigi' or 'Verde'. Whether or not guest star C-3PO will reappear is... up to my own debate.

And, for the heck of it: Pepperoni, Stanley (named after my own late cat), Cookie, and Pluto were named by Luigi, while Snowdrop, Li'l Whiner (whose name is inspired by a joke from Adventure Time), Prince Meowse, and Luigi Jr were named by Daisy.

Anyway, thank you so much for reading Luigi's Mansion: Tomb Service, and I hope that not only will you guys write your own amazing works but stay with me for whatever project comes next.