A/N: this is another sad chapter... justs a heads up...but it will get happier. Just remember that.
I do not own Lord Mario and his loyal followers in the cult of Nintendo. But I will gladly be their yearly pagan sacrifice…
Um...that's about it...so, enjoy.
Consequence?
Chapter Four: time of peril
"Order! Order! I will have order!"
The lovely Princess Peach raised her hand in a panic. The circle of aging Toads around her all stared at her like she had sprouted a second head. It was Mr. L and the void that they were talking about. She had been there before, how could they not understand that she could be so calm is a bit beyond her own reason. This had happened before.
The league of Toads surrounding her was an established court that represents the different parts of the Mushroom Kingdom.
One of the Mushroom kingdom judges stood up "I think we should send the devil from once him came!" there was a chorus of agrees and Peach in her mind began to panic, because she knew that these older toads are a bit traditional when it comes to dealing with anything supernatural.
Peach then decides when this blows over (and she knew for a fact it will) that she needs to establish a new system of how she should run this kingdom…
The princess stood up and once again waved her hand "listen here! Mr. L, although he may be a bad guy…"
"Then he should had been executed the day he crawled from the slime pit he had spawned from"
Peach paused, giving the mushroom a kind of stare that a parent would give to a child "as I was saying… he had never done anything wrong. It wasn't his fault that he was forced this unfortunate situation upon himself." She paused "we should handle this situation more with care and consideration… what if this had happened to our friend Luigi?"
A pause…
"Who is Luigi?"
Peach sat down in a huff, her fingers pinching the bridge of her nose. "What if it was Mario?"
Now a real silence took place of the room. She gave them an indescribable look, but inside she was frowning, heartbroken about how these people worship one and leaves the other in the dark. But she couldn't be angry with them. The Mushroom people have an incredible one track mind. They're funguses, they can't help it.
"I say we execute the masked man! We could send the fiend and its curse back to hell!"
Peach stared ahead, realizing that it is going to be a long night…
Pauline couldn't take her eyes off of him. He lay there, curled up into a thick blanket. Earlier when she called Mario panicked. They had discovered something that was beyond their comprehension.
There was this shape of a heart, followed by some swirls and sharper lines that seem to be carved into his chest. Something she had never seen before on him, and believe her, she had seen his bare chest before…
Mr. L cracked his eyes open, red had stained the sides of his mouth and he was paler than… ever. Pauline gently climbed under his bundles of blankets and cuddled to his chest, her arms wrapped around his waist. His heart beat was frantic and it made her sick to her stomach.
She felt his hand stroke the back of her head and sighed "I never thought... that any of this would happen..."
Pauline, Donkey Kong and Mr. L had been brought from the city back to the Mushroom Palace by the Mario brothers. They had been sitting around in this small waiting room for nearly hours. Not to long after Luigi joins them, apparently he was in Sarsaland with Daisy when the void began to appear and he immediately raced back to the Mushroom Kingdom.
Mario then entered the room, the color seemed too had drained from his face, holding a piece of paper "Peach couldn't do anything… the Mushroom kingdom court had made up their minds… they-they want Mr. L to be executed tomorrow morning at eight o'clock."
The thick atmosphere in the room seem to get even thicker, for the first time since this whole situation started, Pauline began to cry, burying her face into his chest. Mr. L held her tighter than he ever did before… he just got her back…
Mario sat down next to the couple in defeat "I'm sorry…" there was a pause until he felt a hand rest lightly over his. The Mario brother looked up to marvel at the fact that Mr. L was smiling at him "I know…"
Suddenly several Mushroom guards came barging into the room, ripping the weakened Mr. L from Pauline's arms.
"NO!" she cried out, she leaped up and attempted to grab her boyfriend back "please! You can't take him!" several more guards held her back, until she was forced to give up, silently crying into her hands. Donkey Kong watched on, in confusion. He wants to help but the soldiers were his friends, the good guys.
Mario watched helpless as Mr. L… his brother was being dragged out to a cold cell. He turned to his brother who was equally if not more as torn, like he was loosing a child. Luigi stared at him, his eyes glazed over, his bottom lip trembling…
Suddenly Pauline ran up again and pulled Mr. L in a passionate kiss, and like before, he was ripped away from her, but not before grabbing Mario's hand, leaving a small object behind.
Mario stood there his hand still outstretched in shock. Mr. L had given him a familiar, determined look. Certain badness was still lurking in his light blue, almost completely white eyes that left Mario in such a position that he never had dealt with before.
The Mario brother looked down at his hand to see a small key. Then to Pauline who was crumpled onto the floor. Then to Luigi whose look broke his heart more than anybody else in this room.
That night Mario hand truly learned that it was okay to be bad sometimes.
-Pauline and Mr. L's apartment- the next morning-
Because of the way she had acted Pauline wasn't allowed to see her man anymore. It broke her down and when eight o'clock began to creep closer. She knew that he was going to loose him again, this time for good.
The void outside of her window seems to pulse and it grew bigger. Which was now a comfort to her, if Mr. L dies, and that void didn't cease to exist, she would be at peace to know that this pain will go away. That she and everybody who took him away from her would go away. That everything and everybody will be as empty as she feel.
The light and life in the world seem to be fading.
She stood outside her apartment window; her bags were packed seeing that she couldn't stand to be in this apartment any longer.
It was now seven fifty-eight in the morning.
She was wearing all black. Her best funeral wear, fully dressed, seeing that is all she could do for him now. His hat was pressed hard against her chest by both hands, she sat by the window, her makeup was smeared and wiped away.
Eight o'clock.
The world was now colorless.
She gasped and cried harder into his hat, her body shaking, her head throbbing. The apartment was even emptier now. Like the life seem to be drained for good.
Eight ten.
The void never shrank.
Oh thank Grambi.
End of Chapter
A/N: 'sniff' don't worry! There are still a lot of chapters to go! I promise that it will get better! I swear!