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It was a long, quiet night at the Beanbean Castle.
Luigi is checking that the whole village is safe, until suddenly...
“BOOOOUUUUURRRRRP!!!!!”
The green plumber heard a bassy, booming belch coming from outside the castle backyard. Then, a quiet, long wheeze of satisfaction. Luigi was startled by the huge burp, and he is willing to check the backyard.
Now, here comes the interesting part...
Luigi got out into the backyard, and he heard a voice from the left side...
"G-Green Stache...?"
Whoever said that came from the charming prince of the Beanbean Kingdom, Peasley. But the voice, once a smooth and clear tenor, has become a deep, labored tone, struggling to come out.
Luigi turned his head to the left and what he saw made him speechless...
"Oh, ...*huff*... dere ...*nnghhmm*... you are..."
It was Prince Peasley himself, but his once small, sleek frame had become enormous and blobby, his arms barely moving, and his stomach quietly gurgling with some kind of liquid.
The huge prince slowly turned his head toward Luigi, and, without any context, muttered out:
"I jusht'sh ~BRRRPPpp~ drank a ~bworrRRPPp~ lot'sh ~pruurRPP~ of d-de ...*uhhhmm*... pink shoda..."
Luigi thought the prince meant Chuckola Cola, but the mere amount of it just wiped some of Peasley's memories, and that's why he called it that.
Peasley, amused by Luigi's demeanor, then tried to laugh, but all it came out was weak and breathy, ending with a wheeze, crescendoing into another large burp.
"Heh heh heh... *wheeeeeeze* ...hhhHHHHUUUUUAAAAAAAAARRRRRRP!!!"
Luigi, surprised by the prince's sheer body size, thought:
"Is he that drunk? Did he just love Chuckola Cola too much? Did the cola make him dumb?"
Peasley, not aware of the consequences, then said:
"Heh... Musht've ...*hahhh*... been ~HRRPPphh~ de preshsure!"
Luigi, overwhelmingly done with the awkwardness, then leaves the backyard, leaving the enormous prince alone.
Peasley, turning his head back and staring at the distance emptily, quietly muttered:
"I can't'sh wait'sh to ...*mmhff*... be kin' ...*groan*... later..."
Peasley then drifted off to sleep, his huge, flabby body slightly shifting in time with his breathing as he starts slumbering.
The prince has just the greatest time of his life.