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Disclaimer: I. Don't Own. Mario. Or Luigi. PERIOD.
It was another beautiful morning at the house of the Mario Brothers. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the famous plumbers were enjoying their sleep.
"OH MARRRRIOOOOOO!" Well, they were enjoying it.
"Mariooooo!" A girl slid down the handrail to the stairs, then raced up the stairs again. "Mario!" she continued her loud cries until the famous plumber finally exited his room.
"What?" he snapped irritably, facing the girl.
Louise gave a grin. "Mornin'!" she cried, sliding down the handrail once more.
Mario groaned and rubbed his temples. "I'm going to go change. Don't do anything!" With that, he turned back into his room.
Luigi slowly walked out of a door down the hall, yawning and fully dressed. "Uh, Louise? What's wrong?" The teenager was rolling around on the floor making choking sounds.
"Well," she gasped. "Mario said 'don't do anything', so I can't breathe."
Luigi sighed and said, "Of course you can breathe!"
Louise suddenly gulped in air and chirped, "Thanks, Luigi!" She then dashed over to said plumber and hugged him. "You're so nice," she added, just as Mario came out. "...unlike him!"
Mario rolled his eyes and headed down the stairs. "Oh, stop that."
"Never! Never, never, never, never!" Louise ran into the kitchen, grabbed an apple, and ran back to where Mario and Luigi were still standing. "So..." she said, biting the apple, "today I shall take a shower."
Mario brushed past her and started to fix his own breakfast. "Good to know."
"Yeah, and I'm just telling you to stay on this side of the house." There was only one bathroom in the house, since two brothers could easily share it. It was upstairs, in between Mario and Luigi's rooms. "Mmkay?"
Mario sighed. "Sure, whatever."
"Okay! And, uh, it might take me awhile." She stopped and giggled slightly. "I'm a girl, you know?"
With no further ado, she raced up the stairs again and filled her tote with her own shampoo, conditioner, hairbrush, change of clothes, towel, and, after a quick glance to make sure no one was watching, a DS.
Louise slipped into the bathroom, locked the door, and turned on the shower. After a speedy 4-minute rinse, she changed and sat down on the floor, back against the door. With a snicker, she pulled out her DS, leaving the water running. "This might take awhile," she muttered, starting up a game.
After 20 minutes, she turned off the water and kept playing. After an hour, she heard some voices from downstairs.
"What's taking her so long? It's been like an hour!"
"Oh, come on Mario. She warned us that she would take a long time. Just let it be."
Louise grinned and continued mashing buttons on her handheld device. This was working out well. Another hour passed, and lunchtime was approaching. Louise was battling a very difficult boss, and Mario was getting irritated.
"It's been so long! I'm checking on her. Maybe she jumped out the window or something." Louise smirked. This was a perfect opportunity! She quickly wrapped her towel around her and arranged her slightly wet hair to cover up all traces of her t-shirt. She unlocked the door and picked up her brush, idly running it through her tangled brown hair.
"Louise! What are you doing in there?" As expected, Mario's voice floated through the door. "Okay, I'm opening the door! Tell me if you don't want me to." Louise remained silent, giving Mario reason to slowly poke his head through the door. "What is taking so long?"
Louise gave a (very well practiced) shriek and threw her hairbrush at Mario, screaming, "I'm not done!" Said plumber quickly retreated from the room, rubbing his sore head. Louise smiled evilly and returned to her game as soon as she heard the footsteps retreat. Stupid Mario hadn't even noticed the edge of her shorts peeking put from underneath her towel. Ah well, he was probably annoyed. Right? As Louise pressed her ear to the door, she heard a clearly disgruntled Mario explaining to Luigi that 'the little terror' was, in fact, not done.
After another two hours of killing monsters in her virtual world, eating snacks she had smuggled into the room, and listening to her Mp3 player, Louise was starting to get bored. She repacked her bag, fluffed her now-dry hair, and skipped out of the bathroom. "Hello boys!" she greeted as she slid down the handrail (again).
"Why can't you just use the stairs?" Mario grumbled.
"Normal people use the stairs. Cool people don't."
"But I use the stairs," Luigi protested.
"Oh, uh..." Louise paused. "Ah-ha! Cool people don't use the stairs or wear red."
Luigi snickered at his brother's annoyed roll of the eyes and handed Louise a plate of spaghetti. "We saved you some lunch, if you want it. You've been up there for a while."
"Oh, I know. It was fun! I finally got past the battle levels."
Mario and Luigi exchanged a look. "The what?"
"Battle levels," Louise replied between bites of pasta. "I wasn't showering the whole time. I was just on my DS."
Mario began banging his head on the table. "When did you stop showering?"
"After about... uh... five minutes?"
That did it for the red-clad "uncool" hero. He left the room, glaring at Louise all the while.
Louise turned to Luigi, who was watching his brother storm away with great amusement. "You think he's annoyed?"
Luigi chuckled. "I would say so."
End chapter 3! Sorry if it's a little short, this idea didn't take much elaborating.
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