Dreaming
Luigi strutted across the now long empty streets which led through the toadstool kingdom. Mumbling, trying to reason with himself and the promise he gave today.
He came to the conclusion that he didn‘t regret his decision to promise Bowser to check up on his kingdom. Why would he? …Yes..right. because of Mario.
Mario would not like this at all. No mario would find some way to convince his brother to, if it really was necessary, just send some toad soldiers.
Luigi knows that Mario seldomly does these things out of malice, he knows that his brother only wants the best for him. He wants him to be safe and sound. but this…obsession of never letting him get in any danger was honestly getting absurd.
It became even worse after he was kidnapped and imprisont during the whole ordeal between Bowser and Peach.
Mario was already reluctant to let his younger brother on watch duty for Bowser but if Luigi were to mention his intent to visit the koopa kingdom. Gosh Mario would never let his brother leave the house ever again.
But it seems from today on Mario might start to finally settle into this life too.
This must be Luigis chance to escape from his brothers worrying grip into freedom.
The evening was awfull quiet without his brother always doing something around the house. No radio that was just running so silently it was more like backround noise, no kitchen that would emit smells Luigi still knows from his childhood and most of all no babbling Mario running around, recounting his day which were always filled to the brim with „helping“ the Princess.
Luigi really had grown attached to their closeness and trust..but as said Luigi started to get suffocated by this way of living. This way of living in which he is nothing but Marios little brother, like there isn‘t anything else about him as a person. It seemed the only other person who has registered that was.. well Bowser. Though he suspected that Bowser only started to listen because of his intense boredom, afterall there wasn‘t really that much to do in the tiny jar he had been entrapped in.
it was weird that Luigi cared enough about Bowser to actually go through with the visit, wasn‘t it ?
But Luigi couldn‘t help it. He found Bowser so terribly interesting. So much like him in his own unique way. „Mamma mia..“
The plumber turned towards the mushroom themed clock, which hung atop their cooking area.
It was late.
And Luigi was so tired.
He closed his eyes softly, suddenly finding himself in a very pleasent dream.
Warm sand in which his feet seemed to just drown away, an even warmer beach and the seemingly endless sea which glittered in the sun.
He looked around, quickly finding friends and family all scattered across the beach with him.
As a warm fuzzy feeeling settled within him, he started walking towards the water bank to see if the water too was as warm as the rest of the beach.
That‘s when he heard a deep voice calling out for him.
„Luigi wait up I still have to put floaties on jr.!“
Suddenly the fuzzy feeling intensified tenfolds and Luigi turned around to be met with the sight of Bowser and a way tinier version of him in his arms.
Both them obviously dressed in hawaii shirts and Bowser being littered in swimming equipment, whiches size obviously implied that they were for the smaller Bowser.
Luigi felt so at home. Almost like his heart would burst right out of his chest if he was selfish enough to ,for just one second, accept this as his life.
So he just stood there, face flushed looking at the king who seemed way busier with unloading everything he previoulsy had loaded on him.
„Oh and please don‘t forget to take of you ring I don‘t want you to lose it again!“
This time His and Bowsers eyes met to which he quickly glanced at his hand finding a beautifull ring gracing his ring finger.
Oh no..
Luigi woke up flushed and hazy. He knew what this meant. he knew because this wasn‘t the first time something like this happened though the last time remained back in his highschool years. Back then it was a girl from his grade. Unlike Bowser, she was nice, trusting and humble. Oh how he used to crush on her… but back then he barely loved himself enough to enter a serious relationship and love someone else. Though Luigi clarified to himself how this dream defintely wasn’t some sort of confession towards himself, he knew that he doesn‘t have any feeling for Bowser. It really did seem more of a gut feeling kinda thing. Maybe he was trying to stop himself from involving himself in Bowsers affairs… luckily Luigi was way to tired to pick up on his supposed hints to himself.
It was still misty and cold outside as the sun was just about to set and wake Luigi up with it.
This time however he woke up himself after not really sleeping since his dream and much rather rolling around aimlessly on his matress.
He tried to get the akwardly nice dream out of his head and himself into a pair of slippers to carefully slip tthrough the lonely house. He rushed into the kitchen, putting a kettle onto the stove while cutting up some bagels and fruit for some breakfast. Luigi really loved enjoying his food and put effort into his meals even though he had gotten used to his brother leading the kitchen by hismself. Nonnetheless the time, Luigi settled at the kitchen table and ate his breakfast while already planning his visit to the koopa kingdom. He quickly stumbled upon his problem of his means of actually getting to the kingdom, it was pretty far away after all and Luigi really wan‘t in the mood to walk all the way there.
…
Surely he could coax peach into lending him one of the smaller airships. Maybe he could say he‘s taking a proper vacacion at…yeah he would still have to come up with that part.
The rest of the morning also went really smoothly. ‚Maybe it wasn‘t so bad without Mario always running around‘ thought Luigi to himself while calmy putting on his usual outfit, though he‘d decided to ditch the cap a while ago simply because it seemed to silly to wear it around the kingdom even tho his brother stilll wore it almost daily with proudness. Instead he clipped a little pin he got as a welcome gift from princess peach when he entered into the ranks of the ‚royal guard‘ which barely acted the way Luigi imagined a royal guard but back when he accepted the position he was just really happy to be of any help to well.. anyone. Though he couldn‘t complain, his pin and position were both plain and simple just how he grew to like it. Well atleast till he was first placed on watch duty for Bowser which in the beginning only took up about one to two hours of his day. Suddenly he felt increadibly tiny and irrelevent again which may have been the catalyst for Luigis stricking up of conversation with the king and maybe also why he promised him to check up on his kingdom, maybe…
Still he wore thhe pin with proudness and also tried to use it a bit as a reminder to the princess that he technically worked for her, once he tried to coax her into lending him an airship for his.. last minute vacation.
God he sounded stupid and it was even worse that he so obviously aware of it. At that point he gathered the bundle of keys hwhich sprayed across his livingroom table and headed out way to early to scramble towards the kingdom and straight into his hopefully last day of watch duty. (He really wasn‘t sure how much longer he could spent with Bowser, without being haunted by his dream flashing across his eyes)