Luigi Mario, again, usually awakes at 7:00 A.M., but today he was up at 6:10 A.M., preparing himself for a new possible job. Luigi had been fired from his previous occupation as a real estate agent less than a week ago, the result of selling a mansion which supposedly killed the family inside. After this event, Luigi did not react like a normal man would, which is going into depression after having a case of survivor guilt-instead, Luigi only became frightened of everything, every danger he encountered. When he had spent that less than a week from being fired on adjusting his own home to be the safest it could be, he received a call from his brother, Mario Mario, who was calling in to ask if he'd like to go with him on a job, see how it suited him.
Luigi, although despising his brother's line of work, reluctantly corresponded, as he was running low on funds. He garbed himself in a long-sleeved flaming green shirt held under cool-blue overalls. He then set on his bright brown head a green hat labeled 'L'. This cap was given to him as a gift by his older brother. The ex-real estate agent plopped down at his dining table (which had been carved into a smooth circle 3 days ago to avoid any poke wounds) and poured into his bowl the last in a box of breakfast cereal (Quizmos, if you wished to know). When the clock was near 6:53, a knock on the door sounded. Luigi dashed slowly to the door (did not want to trip, of course) and twisted the doorknob he covered in fluff yesterday, opening the doorway.
"Luigi!" Mario broke into an odd laugh that hasn't a word for it and attempted to hug Luigi. I say 'attempt' because, almost immediately, Luigi pulled away, terrified, and checked around his brother's overalls for any dangerous objects. Then, Luigi gave Mario a slight hug before breaking away.
Mario, not yet aware of Luigi's "condition", just handed Luigi a 'is-this-man-retarded' look. He shrugged off the scenario and chuckled. "Ready?" was all he asked of his younger brother.
Luckily, his younger brother replied, "yes."
Luigi, although despising his brother's line of work, reluctantly corresponded, as he was running low on funds. He garbed himself in a long-sleeved flaming green shirt held under cool-blue overalls. He then set on his bright brown head a green hat labeled 'L'. This cap was given to him as a gift by his older brother. The ex-real estate agent plopped down at his dining table (which had been carved into a smooth circle 3 days ago to avoid any poke wounds) and poured into his bowl the last in a box of breakfast cereal (Quizmos, if you wished to know). When the clock was near 6:53, a knock on the door sounded. Luigi dashed slowly to the door (did not want to trip, of course) and twisted the doorknob he covered in fluff yesterday, opening the doorway.
"Luigi!" Mario broke into an odd laugh that hasn't a word for it and attempted to hug Luigi. I say 'attempt' because, almost immediately, Luigi pulled away, terrified, and checked around his brother's overalls for any dangerous objects. Then, Luigi gave Mario a slight hug before breaking away.
Mario, not yet aware of Luigi's "condition", just handed Luigi a 'is-this-man-retarded' look. He shrugged off the scenario and chuckled. "Ready?" was all he asked of his younger brother.
Luckily, his younger brother replied, "yes."