Daichi: A return to the misadventures of Luigi and Mr. L. This cannot possibly go badly… for us. They might face a few problems.
Verity: We don't own anything.
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After fetching the Poltergust, the duo made it back to the forest in record time. Which wasn't all that impressive, because nobody ever bothered to keep track, if only partly because very few ever went to that forest unless there was something they could only get there. And even then, most didn't bother, because the majority of the Mushroom Kingdom was mainly populated by Toads, who were never exactly known for their bravery.
Mr. L would claim that as a reason he didn't like Toads, if he'd ever thought to give a reason why he didn't like somebody. He never did, of course, simply claiming to dislike everyone, not that anybody ever listened. He did have reasons to give, though. He kept a list. Paper Mario had wounded his pride, the princesses couldn't seem to stay out of trouble, the Star Sprite was far too chatty…
Luigi, it seemed, lacked the ability to handle sudden shocks. Admittedly, large amounts of fire appearing out of nowhere would startle most anybody, but Mr. L had never cared about little things like common sense. He most certainly wasn't going to admit that it had shocked him, as well.
Mr. L liked to blame his situation on others, but it was hard not to realize that his pride may have had some place in that, as well.
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Luigi took one look at the large purple obstacle course made of fire, and wondered if having the Boos all be terrified of him was as great of an idea as he'd first thought. Certainly, none of them had directly shown up to bother them, but having about five safe points in eighteen feet was not good odds. No matter how good his jump was, he had limits.
Mr. L probably could make it, but his alternate paper self seemed to have decided to make things as difficult as possible. Suddenly he had a very good idea as to why Paper Luigi was prone to rolling his eyes without noticeable provocation.
"Maybe we should go around…" he muttered.
Mr. L groaned. "Don't tell me you're scared of a little fire!" Luigi wondered just how Paper Luigi could put up with him.
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Paper Luigi leaned back against the tree, trying to decide how he felt on the current situation. On one hand, he was surrounded by ghosts and couldn't get away.
On the other hand, he had his actual brother back, and the inside of his head got some peace and quiet for the first time in over a year.
He decided it was a fair trade off. Even if it was a little odd not to hear a mildly irritating voice in reply to his thoughts.
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Daichi: I honestly think that this segment of the adventure will end soon. One more installment, really!
Verity: Until you decide to go back for something you've missed. We've done that before.