“So… are we gonna talk about whatever you just nudged under your bed or nah?” - Luigi @ Mario (timid-plumber)
A shiver, or more like a jolt, runs through the red plumber, face exploding into the shame color of his famous cap. Ah. Crud, so Luigi had caught him? Probably his own fault for not being more subtle.
His twin could always sense was something was wrong. It was part of their bond, eternal as stars. If one of them was happy, they felt it. If one of them was injured, miles and miles away, the other would feel it as keenly as if they had gotten burned then and there too.
"Nothing!" The elder twin pipes, putting on his best, cheerful voice (which wasn't hard considering his falsetto). "Just-a some stuff I don't feel-a like putting away!"
He wouldn't let Luigi know he had a diary of all things, a specific one with little drawings and poems dedicated to someone he had eyes for.
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