Chapter 8
"Luigi, I think I have a solution to your problems," Rosalina says walking in.
"Beg Nintendo for a spot in more than a couple video games?" Luigi asks his head down on the counter. "I mean a year is just complete garbage! I should be getting just as much fame as my bro! Nintendo-"
"I meant the shop problem," Rosalina explains as he sighs.
"Does it involve Peach wearing a half shirt and booty shorts, covered in chocolate as Mario sprays her with whip cream?" Luigi questions.
"No, who's the idiot that came up with that plan?" Rosalina asks raising an eyebrow.
"Bowser."
Bowser chokes on his steak, sensing a disturbance in the world.
"'I was thinking that we create a mascot. I mean all restaurants have one."
"Except Subway."
"But not your subway."
Luigi picks his head up his eyes full of hope. "I'm listening."
"Wait, so we're creating the mascot?" Mario asks clueless for the tenth time.
"What do you think we were doing?" Luigi sighs.
"Doing Bowser's idea," Mario replies.
"NO!" The two shout in usion.
"Anyway, what should our mascot have?" Rosalina asks the two a pencil and paper at the ready.
"Hot boobs!" Mario blurts out as the two slap their foreheads.
"Did he hit his head when he was a baby?" Rosalina whispers to K=Luigi leaning over to him.
"More like ate too many mushrooms," Luigi whispers back." Doctor says his brain will be messed up until Sonic stops hitting him in the head."
The three sit thinking. Luigi then gets an idea.
"Well I was thinking that we use an old idea of mine. You see when I was a child I-"
"Cut to the chase Luigi."
"Anyway, I suggest we use a flying donut named Carl."
Rosalina and Mario look at him beyond confused.
"Maybe we should wait on the idea Luigi. It seems to have too many…flaws."
Luigi puts his head down once again.