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So Mario and Luigi had a fight, a very bad one. So bad that Luigi had to leave, he couldn’t even look at his brother. They were arguing about Bowser, how dare he and Luigi be friends!
“Mario, for the last time, he’s not gonna hurt me!”
“Luigi, he gonna kill you!”
Luigi groaned loudly and stomped out the house, clearly over this conversation. Mario yells after him, Luigi ignores. A ring of his phone, it was the titular Bowser.
“Hello?”
“Hey Greenie, what’s up?”
“Nothing.” The bitterness seeped into his voice, Bowser’s adorned on slight concern in his voice at that reply.
“You okay, Green?”
He opened the floodgates to a rant, a very angry rant. Some parts Luigi was on the verge of tears and losing his cool. Bowser listened throughout it, intently might I add. The rant came to an halt close to light sobs, and shivers. Bowser was in awe, who knew Luigi had that much anger in him?
Bowser took a second of silence,”…You okay?” Luigi let out a sob, trying to explain himself, with only a garble of nonsense coming out. Bowser couldn’t understand but he count on context clues, he’s not okay.
“Don’t worry I’m coming.”
Luigi said nothing but a sniffle.
Bowser stayed on the phone with him the whole time. Bowser was in his clown car, he couldn’t even find him at his and Mario’s place, Mario was looking for him too. “Greenie, where are you?”
Snoring.
FUCKING SNORING.
Bowser hurriedly scroll through his texts, trying to find his location. Thank goodness he found it, the two scampered off to the location.
Greenie was unscathed and asleep.
Little pest.
Luigi was fast asleep in Bowser’s arms, snuggling closely, the warmth of the scales heating his body. Mario was pinching his bridge of his nose in annoyance, his stupid brother.
Bowser piped up, “Listen, I know you don’t like the fact that me and Greenie are friends, but for the love of god, can we bury the hatchet, y’know…for just today?
Mario replied with nothing, just staring off in a direction.
Maybe that’s a yes, maybe that’s a no. Who’s knows?