Hola mis amigos. Ok, first off, its ridiculous how long its been since an update, and I know you guys are mad, but I've been incredibly busy since school started trying to maintain a decent average. I'll attempt to have more regular updates, but I can't promise anything. I'm sorry this chapter is so short, but I wanted to get something out for you guys since its been too long. 80 reviews until next update! Thanks everyone who has been reading and reviewing.

~Sirius

"You did what?" Birdo asked in disbelief; she couldn't believe what she was hearing from her so called best friend.

The girls were all at Peach's house for their weekly beauty session and Peach's mother's delicious baked ziti.

She and Toadette exchanged glances of disappointment and turned to face Peach while Dixie sat there grinning like an idiot.

Peach had a complacent expression on her face as she continued to paint her nails.

"What's wrong with you two?" She asked rolling her eyes. "You guys have been acting really weird lately.

"Don't you think that..." Toadette began nervously.

"Think what?" Peach demanded staring her down.

"Yea think what?" Dixie asked.

"Shut up Dixie." Peach barked. "I don't need some idiot to repeat everything I say."

Dixie was crestfallen. She bit her lip and pretended to choose a nail polish bottle out of the huge tub.

"Never mind." Toadette mumbled quietly, clearly still possessing some fear of Peach.

Peach gave her a suspicious look, but she shrugged her shoulders and proceeded to paint her toes.

"Don't you think that was out of line?" Birdo questioned her.

Toadette gave her a grateful look.

Peach however, didn't look so happy. "I think I can tell for myself what is and isn't out of line thanks."

"Clearly you can't. You just yelled at Dixie for no reason and you purposely got Mario into trouble with Bowser just for your stupid jealousy schemes." Birdo uncharacteristically shouted.

Peach's expression went from stern to threatening as she shot a death glare at Birdo.

"I'm sorry, what did you just say?" She asked, daring her to repeat herself.

Birdo looked frightened as she began to reply, "Umm, I just think..."

Her voice trailed off into silence as Peach continued to glare, but Toadette wasn't going to keep silent this time.

"She said she's sick of you being so terrible to people." Toadette snapped. Finally breaking the menacing silence.

Peach was silent for a while, she didn't stare at them nor make any frightening faces.

And within a minute she continued to paint her nails, not heeding any attention to the girls surrounding her.

This time however, she looked solemn and inattentive. But even Dixie was smart enough to know not to interrupt Peach during this moment.

After a bit, Peach finally broke the silence.

"Get out."

Dixie looked confused, but quickly realized that Peach was talking to Birdo and Toadette.

The two girls exchanged nervous glances before awkwardly standing.

They stood for a minute still unsure, until Peach looked up.

"You heard what I said. Get out." She repeated. Her voice still remained calm but the girls could still sense the tension and quickly grabbed their things.

Peach didn't bother to watch them leave the room. There was a loud slam of the door before she was brought back from her trance.

Dixie quickly made her way over to the window, and she watched until she saw her friends scramble away to Birdo's car.

"I can't believe they would say something like that." She stated, as she couldn't see any reason in her friends' harsh words.

Peach gave no response.

"I mean honestly, whose friends are they?"

Peach sighed angrily but Dixie didn't notice.

"Well, you have a better friend right here." She grinned at Peach, hoping the girl would grin back.

"Dixie, please I'm not in the mood to be mad at someone else right now."

Dixie slumped into one of the bean bags.

"Ok..." She said and remained silent for the rest of the evening. She opted not to stay for dinner as soon as her dad called saying he could pick her up, even though she loved baked ziti the most.

The girl left and Peach found herself alone at her dining table. Her mother grabbed the bowl of delicious pasta and the plates and smiled sweetly at her daughter.

Peach stared at the table, while her mother sat next to her attempting to make eye contact.

"How come none of your friends wanted dinner dear? Is my food getting that bad?" She joked nudging Peach's arm.

She frowned when Peach ignored her mother and instead opted to serve herself some food.

"I mean..." She added, "Birdo and Toadette left earlier too. Did they have to be somewhere?"

Peach nodded reluctantly, the last thing she wanted was her mother butting into her personal life.

"Mmhm." Her mother muttered observing her daughter with suspicion. She wasn't an idiot. It was too obvious something was up.

"I'm going to cut to the chase." She stated. "Tell me what happened with you girls."

Peach knew she couldn't hide it anymore from her mother, but that didn't mean she had to explain everything.

"Look, we got into a fight, but I think its not too bad. Just- just let me deal with myself. I'm old enough to take care of myself. Gosh."

Her mother smiled. "I know you can take of yourself. It may seem ridiculous, but us mothers actually know what we're talking about. So don't hesitate to ask for advice. You know I'll give you the most unbiased advice you can get without judgement." She stated.

Peach bit her lip. She had spent too much time brooding over everything, and even though she didn't agree with everything her friends had told her, it hurt inside to know that at least some of it was right.

Peach shook her head. "Well, if I tell you everything, it won't exactly make me sound like a sympathetic person."

Her mother patted her on the back. "Thank you for being honest with yourself. But don't assume I won't understand. There are some things I've done in the past that I'm not proud of, but that doesn't mean I can't learn from my mistakes. Just let me help you sweetie."

"I bet what you've done isn't as bad as what I've done." She admitted.

Her mother shook her head. "This isn't the image of me I want to set in your head but I think its best if I be honest. I try to think about what I was like while I was in school, and I feel so ashamed of myself. I was immature, self-centered, spoiled, catty, rude, controlling, and manipulative. I never treated my friends like friends, I acted like I owned them. And I was worse to the people who I didn't get along with. I thought I was so above everyone and I acted like I was the queen."

Peach was in shock. She could hardly picture her mother being so- so much like Peach.

"I don't believe you." She said, finally smiling.

Her mother sighed. "I wish I didn't have to believe it. But its true. I was a terrible person, and I wish I could go back and change everything."

"When did you realize that?" She asked her mother curiously.

"It was after senior year. I had been going through a rough time after my parents kicked me out of the house, because they wanted me to make something of myself in this world. I assumed it wouldn't be that hard. But I was dead wrong. I found out the real world could be a cruel place. And I realized my friends wanted nothing to do with me. I had plenty of time to re-evaluate my life. So that was that. I went to community college and tried to make something of myself. I became a chef and started doing what I loved to do. I also treated people better. I tried to reconcile with my friends, but unfortunately that couldn't happen. It turns out the damage had been deeper than I had imagined."

Peach was silent for a bit. "You couldn't get along with your friends again."

She sighed and nodded. "I had been a worst friend that I could even think. Turns out I was never really considered one of their friends. I had been popular, but when it came to people who actually cared about me, I got nothing."

Her voice was filled with bitterness and regret. Peach gave her mom a comforting hug.

"I'm sorry mom. I've been a terrible person. I just think its too late for me to do anything now." Peach admitted, defeated.

Her mother kissed the top of her head. "There's always something you can do."

As you can see, I've added another turn. And I will try to include more Bowser in the next chapter. Sorry for such a long wait, with such a short chapter. The next will be longer. So what do you think? Would giving Peach a heart be too much of a Disney ending? Leave what you think.

~Sirius