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(Daisy's PoV)

I couldn't believe Luigi wanted to go to the ball with me.

I realize I sounded kind of desperate while talking to him, but I couldn't help it. I was so excited.

Peach had been telling me for a while that Luigi really liked me, but I never believed her. Could she have actually been right?

I hoped so. I was still going through a break-up, but when I was with Luigi, it didn't hurt. He treated me the way I had always wished Waluigi would. He made me feel...special.

I stared at myself in the mirror and frowned. It was the night of the ball, and I just looked the same as always. Same hair, same dress, same...Daisy. I really wanted to look nice for Luigi, but it wasn't working, and I was getting frustrated. And I only had another hour to get ready.

Suddenly I heard a knock on the door. HOLY-SHIT-NO-IT'S-LUIGI-HE'S-HERE-ALREADY-I'M-NOT-EVEN-READY-YET-I-LOOK-TERRIBLE-NOOOOOO! I thought as I stared at my mirror. Then, As I blinked back frustrated, self-concious tears, I opened the door.

It was Peach.

I sighed with relief. "Peach, you scared me. I thought you were Luigi."

"Hmm," Peach said thoughtfully as she studied me. At least she looked nice. She was wearing her hair in a sophisticated bun and had on a slevelessblue and purple dress with frills covering the skirt. I was surprised by this, since she usually preferred pink. "Well, you look the same as always, and like you're about to cry, so I assume you need some help."

Peach knew I had trouble finding stuff to wear, so she had brought dresses that she thought would look good on me. I didn't like any of them, until she pulled out the most amazing dress I had ever seen. It was like love at first sight.

"Peach," I whispered as I tried the dress on, "it's perfect!"

"Yes!" Peach squealed excitedly. "It is! But if you want true perfection, then you will trust me with your hair and makeup."

Which, of course, I did.

And when I looked in the mirror for the last time that night, I knew it was the best choice I had ever made.

(Luigi's PoV)

I slowly walked up to the door of Daisy's house and knocked on the door. I was so nervous. I just knew I would do something stupid to ruin the night, and it would make Daisy hate me forever, and she would never talk to me again-

The door opened.

When I saw Daisy, I could only stare. Her hair was in curls, and it had silver hair glitter all through it. Her crown was gone and replaced with a silver sparkly headband. Her black mascara complimented her already long and thick eyelashes, and her silver sparkly mascara complimented her big blue beautiful eyes.

Lots of silver sparkles. I could only assume Peach had been here, because I couldn't imagine Daisy owned anything that was sparkly.

But what really caught my attention was her dress.

The floor length, single-sleeved red dress, covered in gold frills and silver sparkles and accents. In all honesty, I had expected her to wear the same orange dress as usual, so this was a huge surprise.

She was so beautiful.

For the longest time, I could only stare speechlessly.

"Hi, Luigi," Daisy greeted warmly. When I only kepy staring, she blushed and said, "Peach came over to help me get ready. I was going to wear my orange and yellow dress, but I wanted to look nice for, well, you."

She blushed even more, and so did I. "R-really? You wanted to look nice for m-me?"

Daisy giggled shyly. "Well, who else would I want to look nice for? You are my date."

I shook my head in disbelief. "Uh, yeah, right, I, uh, guess I forgot, because I saw you, and you looked...wow...and I kinda started thinking you wanted to look nice for someone who, uh, wasn't me, 'cause you're so beautiful, and I'm just...yeah." I suddenly became very self-concious. I wasn't dressed up at all. I was just wearing a green shirt and black dress pants. "Oh, wow." I chukled nervously. "I, uh... I'm kind of underdressed, huh? Heh..."

Daisy smiled her beautiful smile. "Luigi, you look really nice."

"Really? Heh. Thanks..." Wow, she really thinks that? This night may not be so bad after all. I mean, really, I get to be Daisy's date! How much more could I possibly want? "So, are you hungry? Because we could stop and get something. I mean, I know we're running late – sorry about that by the way, I was going to use some hair gel, but I couldn't find any, and I spent way oo much time looking for it – but we can just get something to eat then show up late. Fashionably late. I would never want to make you look bad. You could never look bad. You look amazing. And then there's the little matter of I already ate because I forgot we were going to eat, but if you're hungry then we could still-"

"Luigi." Daisy cut me off mid-ramble. "It's fine. If you're not hungry, then let's just go to the ball. I could eat or not, I'm good either way. If I get hungry, I'll eat at the castle. Okay?" She smiled at me again.

Holy shit, I love her smile. And her voice. And everything about her. Wow. I think- I think I'm really falling for her.

I smiled back. "Okay. Then let's go to the ball."

When we arrived at the ball and I saw everybody in their nice suits and fancy dresses, I became even more self-concious aout my plain outfit. Of course, Daisy looked beautiful enough for the both of us, and then some.

Don't say anything stupid, I begged myself. When you're nervous, you start rambling, and you say stupid stuff. So do. Not. Get. Nervous. I was already nervous, obviously, but it doesn't hurt to ask.

I looked over at Daisy and saw her smiling at me. I felt myself blush. "Oh, uh, heh... You, uh... You're really beautiful..."

Daisy blushed as well and smiled even more. "Oh, uh, thank you."

I stared into her beautiful eyes, until I noticed Rosalina walking toward us from behind her. I sighed. Rosalina had a crush on me, which would have been nice, except for the fact that she had an even bigger crush on Waluigi, which really bothered me for some reason. Which really wasn't fair, since I was falling for Daisy after she spent so much time dating Waluigi, but Daisy made me feel like I was better than him, where Rosalina made me feel like he was better than me.

"Interesting," Rosalina said, studying me and Daisy. "Daisy, I expected you to show up here with Waluigi. Where is he, anyway?"

Daisy stiffened. "We broke up."

"Hmm... Well, perhaps that's for the best. You two didn't seem to make a good couple." I swear I saw a hint of a smile, since Rosalina knew that she now had a chance with Waluigi."

"Don't get your hopes up, Rosie. He's in the dungeon," I explained. It bothered me how she didn't seem to notice how much this conversation upset Daisy. It bothered me even more when she kept talking.

"Oh? That's sad to hear."

I just snapped when I heard that. "What?! Are you insane?! Do you even know how he treated Daisy?! Do you even know how shitty he made her feel?!"

Rosalina simply shrugged. "There are two sides to every story."

I shook my head in disgust. "Rose, he might have actually hurt her if he hadn't been arrested."

"I guess we'll never know," Rosalina replied. "Even more interesting, I had no idea you two were dating. Now, if you're dating now, when Daisy and Waluigi just broke up... Then that must mean that you two were already secretly together, or you're simply a rebound."

I felt my whole face turn red. "What? U-uh, oh, we're not dating. I-I mean, we're each other's dates, but not d-dating, really, I-I mean, I couldn't, err, I wouldn't, I mean, uh, I would never date Daisy, obviously, 'cause she dated Waluigi, and I could never date anyone who was interested in him... OH, I mean, NO! That's NOT what I meant! DAISY! I'm so sorry!"

But it was too late.

Daisy was already running out the door, with sparkly black makeup running down her face.

(Daisy's PoV)

I ran away, crying my eyes out, as I thought about what Luigi had said.

"I would never date Daisy, obviously, 'cause she dated Waluigi, and I could never date anyone who was interested in him."

So...he never actually liked me that way...

"Daisy!"

It was Luigi. He was chasing me.

I shook my head and ran faster. I didn't want to talk to him. I didn't want to talk to anyone except Peach. If only Peach were here...

That's when I remembered that I was wearing heels.

And that I have a lot of trouble running in heels.

And the reason I remembered that was because I tripped and fell.

"Ow!" I cried as I fell to the ground. I grabbed my ankle. It was in a lot of pain.

"Daisy!" Luigi shouted as he ran over to me. "Are you okay?"

I glared at him. "Why do you care?"

Luigi sighed. "Daisy, I didn't mean that. I just said that because I wanted Rosalina to stop talking about it."

"Yeah, right," I grumbled. Then I closed my eyes as I tried not to cry out from the pain of my ankle. It really hurt.

Luigi frowned. "Can I at least help you up?" I shook my head. I didn't think I could stand up anyway. "I think there's a doctor at Peach's castle. Do you need help getting there?"

I glared at him some more. "No. Go away. I'll be fine."

"Daisy."

"What?"

"Can you even walk?"

I glared at him even more. "Don't be stupid. Of course I can walk."

"Prove it."

I just stared at him. Should I try to walk, or let him help? I sighed, took off my shoes, and stood up on my uninjured right foot, while keeping my injured left foot a few inches off the ground. "There."

Luigi raised an eyebrow. "No. I want you to walk for me." I glared at him even more, then started hopping on one foot, until I fell again. This time, though, Luigi caught me. "That's what I thought. Now," Luigi started smiling, amused, "do you want me to carry you?"

Did you like the chapter? Sorry if it's a little short. I could have kept going, but I thought that was a nice place to end.

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