It's Complicated: Chapter 11
You stirred a little bit as you slowly were pulled from the world of your slumber; it truly had been years since you got such a peaceful and nice night of rest. You honestly weren’t keen on the fact that your body as dragging you from your sleep it would mean waking up and that meant moving from the warmth and comfort of your bed.
You were happily holding and clutching your pillow tightly as you felt a small weigh on your chest as you tried to roll over the weight kept you in your space. As you furrowed your brow as you had opened your eyes that had been shut tight. As you had opened your eyes seeing the brightness of the opened curtains and the sunlight that was pouring into the room.
As you looked up towards your chest you saw a small face looking towards you, red hair pulled into a pony tail a green head and tan muzzle.
You said with your voice heavy with sleep as Bowser Jr looked down at you still sat planted on your chest.
“Mama?” you questioned I mean not that you were opposed I mean Jr was just a little kid he likely didn’t know what the word meant or that you weren’t his mama. However you knew you couldn’t stay with a child sat on your chest as you lifted your arms and set your hands under his arms and lifted him setting him on your lap instead as you sat up holding the duvet to your chest as you noticed a pile of dresses and clothes on the bed. Jr had followed your eye line.
“Papa got Kamek to get some new clothes for you mama!”
he said excited, as you looked over and stood up going to the pile of clothes finding a ton of different outfits and settling on an oversized shirt and a pair of shorts for now to wear as pyjamas.
“Shall we go and get some breakfast?”
Jr said taking your hand and practically pulling you out of the room.
As you walked down the halls with Jr clutching tightly onto your pinkie finger as he led you down the hall as you tried to mentally map the way from your room towards the dining hall that you had only visited once the night prior. As you looked at the halls you saw the flickering torches along the wall with a fire that gave the halls a slight ashy smell, it was subtle but, it wasn't off-putting but it made the halls feel warm in a strange way it was comforting given that the stone walls could easily feel cold but they didn't.
As you drew closer to the dining room you had heard the ruckus yelling and noise of the Koopa kids Luigi, Bowser and another voice you didn’t recognise as you walked in junior pulled you to sit in a chair directly next to his with him on you right and Bowser to your left his chair at the head of the table and Luigi on the other end of the table happily telling some story to Iggy and the small child seemingly enthralled by the story.
You smiled you didn’t know exactly why but you knew Luigi had some bad history with the Koopa king from the few stories you had been told by Mario back at their house in the mushroom kingdom with Mario treating his heroic epic adventures like a fun campfire story while you sat on the couch listening as he paced and acted out the many world and galaxies he had travelled through to save Princess Peach. As he spoke typically you would be sat a mug of your favourite drink which tended to vary on the weather and your mood as luigi sat next to you sometimes enjoying the story sometimes just huddled up to you scared of the vivid depictions Mario seemed to be able to work up. Either way it made your heart warm that despite the complicated history of the brothers and the King and likely his Children Luigi was talking freely of your company and more, so you enjoyed that he was acting out a story with a similar level of theatrics as his brother.
And despite the incredibly short time you had spent in the castle these kids had wormed their way into your heart and seeing the kids even Roy who was on Luigi’s other side was listening intently to the story. You had smiled as Jr tapped you on the shoulder snapping you out of your haze and as you looked smiling at him, he happily blurted out.
“You’re gonna love breakfast! Kamek makes the best food!”
he was clearly extremely excited and you had to wonder who Kamek was clearly Bowser and the kids or Jr at least held him in a close and high regard.
“So wanna spill the secret and tell me who Kamek is?”
You questioned looking at Jr with a slightly raised brow as you looked at Jr think for a moment before blurting out.
“He’s papas, papa!” he said with you expecting a huge dragon coming into the room within minutes before a noise from behind you that being the King sat as the head of the table inches from you and in a gruff voice mumbling out.
“My adopted father, He’s a Magikoopa. Just so your not confused…” he said with little words before returning to talking to Iggy on his other side and you had more questions than answers.
The evening before Luigi’s POV.
As Luigi shut the door he took out a breath, how long had he been holding his breath? Why was he holding his breath? What happened… as he realised that this breathing was getting rapidly getting faster than the normal rate of his breathing as he suck to the ground quickly and slowly focusing on his chest and slowly muttering. Une, due, tre, quattro, cinque, sei, sette, otto, novo, dieci and he used the numbers to help with his breathing and soon he managed to steady his breathing and get his breathing down to a relatively normal pace as he stayed on the ground by the door as he undid the buttons in his overalls and slid the denim material down his chest reaching to pull of firstly his green shirt and freeing his chest getting a small tinge of pain mentally from the small scars that where on his chest. That was something no one but Mario was aware of and he was content to keep it that way I mean no one really unless he was close to them needed to know about it. After thinking through that he wanted to at least be able to write down his thoughts a diary. Having a diary though it seemed like a thing for a teenage girl to do helped, it helped him to talk to well no one but he could talk about things that he couldn’t talk to anyone else about. Thoughts and feelings he wasn’t prepared to share with anyone and beyond that it was a safe space that was completely private. completely his.
As he calmed down he pushed his hands on the ground to push himself up he stood and while he was teetering a bit he stood up and waiting to steady himself after a moment he made a move exploring the room maybe seeing if he could find a pen a few pieces of paper.
He walked and for a moment he looked around before he flicked on the light. Everything was a lot less scary in the light. He looked over at the dark oak wood cabinet and he had looked someone left some paper. He looked towards the cabinet, and he had searched through the doors his eyes lighting up once he had found it paper and a pen in a desk. I mean it wasn’t a notebook, but it was enough to write out his thoughts. He looked around there was a desk in the corner of the room. Perfect.
He sat down and set the paper In front as he had thought what to write and soon with few pauses, he had written his diary entry.
