One day mario and luigi were just chilling like total gangsters on the beach epicly, because they felt like it and also it was relevant to the plot.

"hey luigi," said mario, sitting on the hot sand looking at his equally hot brother. Luigi was rocking a regular old pair of swimming trunks, but had the chance to show off his slender body and muscly chest. But of course mario had the best view of all, as he was positioned at the opposite end of luigi.

"what is it, my brother mario." said luigi, seeing his brother at the end of his legs, looking wistfully at him.

"hows about I warm up them hot toes before taking a dip in that cold ocean?" said mario, gesturing his hands in a grabbing motion at Luigi's soft feet.

"how many times do i have to tell you mario, im not intending to swim today." said luigi, opening his thrilling romance novel on the beach.

"what a waste." said mario, before jumping in the ocean himself, either attempting to drown himself violently or becaue he wanted to swim,

but when

mario jumped in the ocean, he hit a cheep cheep and was in his small form so he yelled "mama mia" and then fell out of bounds.

Oh my fucking god said luigi.

When mario was woke up he was in a hospital, and he saw luigi standing over him.

"mario, i am so glad to see you are alive and very woke." said luigi as he had been looking at mario's twitter ( therealmario).

"you're darn right, and we live in a society." said mario, getting up after his close encounter with death.

Therefore, after they paid their $15,000 hospital bill, they returned to their average, american, middle class home.

When they entered mario stretched his arms out as if to say oh boy im really in the mood for some spaghetti right now, and then he said "oh boy im really in the mood for some spaghetti right now."

but when he walked in, the only thing he saw on the table was a funny looking object that was not spaghetti

""whart is that?!"

"mario don't touch it, that's a weed pipe, and drugs are bad!" said luigi

"pipe? Hey, its a me mario! I go down pipes! Lets a go!" said mario

"such an idiot." said his brother, who then went in with him.

Once he entered, mario got super high and it was funny.

"whoah bro im like tripping out dude, lmao." said mario.

"Oh my god, mario, you need to stop before your addicted to drugs mario." said Luigi, grabbing his brother.

"no man, its like awesome dude, you need to do this drug also." said mario, peer pressuring his brother by holding a joint to his face.

"omg no well both die if we do that." said luigi.

"but i eated the mushroom, so i can't die, even if i take a hit (pun intended)" said mario

"mario, drugs don't kill you like that. Instead you become addicted. You can't stop taking the drugs, chasing that high fruitlessly until you die." said luigi

mario felt that and he started to cry because he thought he was going to die.

"no, its already too late for me." said mario, now holding a gun to his head with tears in his eyes.

"no mario," luigi said, putting his hand on his brother's shoulder "its not too late for you, you can get help."

mario looked at his brother "r-really?"

"yes, for you at least. However..." said luigi, now tears were in his eyes (but only because of the smoke everywere luigi is not a wimp like mario)

"what, what is it?" said mario

"it is already too late for me..." said luigi, tkaing off his cap solemnly

"explain" said mario

"mario... I AM ADDICTED TO DRUGGs. How did you thik i know so much about it. This weed pipe is mine and ive been hiding my weed addiction for 12 years. Now I am going to die for my sins." said luigi, collapsing on the floor.

"Oh my god, luigi" said mario, running over to his brother who was now on the floor.

"cough cough. Mario, as my final message, just know that i love you." said luigi

"lol gay." said mario, because luigi didn't say no homo.

Luigi then died in his brother's arms, and it was sad

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (Just know that this "no" was literally an entire page long before fanfiction cut it down like the assholes they are.)" said mario.

Later that day was luigis funeral and soon after everyone forgot about him because he was not mario.

Toad then walked into marios house at some later time.

"oh my gosh mario, are you smoking weed?" said toad

"yeah bro, wanna join?" said mario

"no thank you. By the way, wasn't that luigi's weed pipe?" said toad

"Who?" said mario

"lugi, you're brother?" said toad

"oh yeah he gave it to me." said mario

"ok whatever, have fun with your weed man." said toad as he left

to be continued...