"This is the last, last time; you steal the rest of my gum." Luigi snarled, throwing an empty gum box down on the ground.
Waluigi only chuckled, annoyingly smacking the gum he stole. "I'm too cheap to buy my own."
"I can see that." Luigi leaned against the counter, sighing while grabbing his forehead. First, Waluigi broke into his house, annoyed him, and even walked in while Luigi was in the shower – as if it was his house!
Now, Waluigi took the rest of Luigi's gum. Not that it was a big deal, but Luigi needed gum to chew to focus on working math problems. Mario needed to know this and that for the plumbing business, and he was horrible at math.
"Now, why exactly are you making a big deal over gum anyway?" Waluigi questioned, casually propping his feet up on the table, "It's just sugary rubber."
"I need it to focus."
"On what? Fapping?"
"Math, Waluigi, I need it for some math."
Waluigi laughed, "Why are you doing math at 20 years old?"
"For the business." Luigi growled, looking in the cabinets for something else to chew on. If he ever got to working. "Don't you have something you need to be doing?"
"I got someone else to do the work for me. With all the money the oil company forks over I can hire someone to do all that paper work and math and I can just hand them the bills and sleep."
"Well, unlike you, Mario and I are still working our asses off to make a living." Luigi slammed the cabinets closed, starting to get stressed.
Waluigi stopped chewing the gum, eyeing Luigi – looking shocked that he slammed the cabinets like he just did.
"I'm – I'm just sick of all this work! One day off, one day where I don't have to deal with kids screaming while I try to figure out which toy is clogging up the shitter, one day where I don't have to deal with old people breathing down my neck, trying to sound like they know what's wrong, just one fucking day! The other six I'm either running around town or sitting at a desk, doing math until my hand and head hurts!" Luigi started to slam things around, marching from the kitchen. "I can't even relax until Sunday – and even then I can't get an extra hour of sleep because Mario always wants me to run around town with him!"
Waluigi followed Luigi into the living room quietly, sitting on the couch while Luigi continued to complain and whine, spit about random things about having a small business, throwing papers off the desk and even throwing a calculator across the room. The taller had to duck twice to avoid getting his eyes gouged out with pencils, and even jumped whenever erasers started to fly and Luigi started cussing in Italian.
All of this because of no gum?
"I wish Mario had just stayed a demolition man!" Luigi ended his rage, throwing a marker across the room and looking after it – face red and he was taking heavy breaths.
Waluigi casually stood up, slowly walking over to Luigi – making sure eye contact.
"Where are you going?" Luigi snapped.
Waluigi just finished walking over, standing tall in front of his rival and keeping his eyes open.
"What?" Luigi shouted.
This was when Waluigi slowly knelt down to Luigi's level, slowly getting closer to his face, temporarily cheeking his gum. He pulled Luigi closer by wrapping an arm around his torso so that their foreheads touched.
Luigi started to get flustered. "W-Waluigi…"
Waluigi only chuckled before hurriedly pressing their lips together, taking time to slowly apply pressure to their mouths and run his hand down Luigi's back to his ass.
"Waluigi – hey!" Luigi jumped - broke the kiss, to Waluigi's dismay – feeling a sudden pinch down low. He reached around, grabbing Waluigi's wrist and throwing it like it was a pencil.
With a growl, Waluigi lunged forward, knocking Luigi into the nearby recliner and continued to kiss him. In the confusion, Luigi found himself rubbing tongues with Waluigi, breathing heavily and desperately grabbing at the neck of his shirt.
They stayed on the recliner like that, Waluigi literally shoving his tongue down Luigi's throat and sucking the other's tongue out of his mouth. Luigi was surprised he himself didn't gag on his so called rival's tongue.
Waluigi – after what felt like seven minutes – pulled away slowly, biting Luigi's bottom lip before leaning back completely. "Better?"
Luigi looked back up questioningly, "What do you mean –" he remembered his hissy fit earlier. "– oh. That."
"You got your gum back, by the way."
Luigi then moved his tongue around his mouth, feeling a tasteless gum. Narrowing his eyes up at Waluigi, he got ready to spit it out, up at the taller.
Waluigi just smiled, "If you spit it at me you're gonna be taking a big risk."
Luigi shrugged, taking a deep breath, turning his head, and then spitting the gum towards the trash can. He didn't make it, but he didn't care.
"Oh, you call me messy?" Waluigi laughed. "What about your math work?"
Luigi just reached up, pulling Waluigi closer to his face. "It can wait until I get more gum."