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Daisy frowned lightly but nodded at his affirmation. "Thank you, Luigi..." she said before hugging him. "I'm fine... it was nothing, really... heheh!" Daisy insisted, trying to act cool. She then sighed. "I'm pretty sure it was just an accident..." she said, trying to help him to calm down.

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Luigi wrapped his arms around her in return, giving her a gentle squeeze before pulling back to assess her. She really did seem to be alright; if she had any bumps or scrapes he didn't see them.

"If it was an accident, I wonder where they were running off to so fast?" Luigi pondered. "Maybe someone needs help? Or maybe they were running late for something?"

"Do you think we should try to go after them?"

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Daisy giggled and smiled at him. "Let's go then! Let's not wait anymore!" she said to then pull him to head to the kitchen. She was determined to bake something delicious for him that would be enjoyable after what he prepared for them both as dinner.

"I'll make sure this compensates for all the time I've been busy and we haven't hang out together!" she said as she began working on a recipe.

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Luigi gladly let Daisy pull him along and into the kitchen. Her kitchen was the stuff of dreams, just like Peach's. It was so roomy, so full of everything you could ever need to make perfect meals. Luigi caught himself staring around in wonder, even though he'd been in the room numerous times.

"You are a princess," he replied, poking his head into the fridge. "You have so much to take care of. Your kingdom is very important!"

Was that a fresh vine of grapes? Luigi snuck a few from the vine and popped them into his mouth. He spent a few more seconds looking around and then shut the fridge door.

"And don't forget that I stay really busy too. Mario and I are always out doing calls; plumbing waits for nobody! Not to mention keeping Mushroom Kingdom safe from threats..." He leaned against the counter, crossing his arms. "But...Sometimes I do wish things were different. That we could spend all the time in the world together. Don't you?"

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shibemuses

Ah, God bless his brother. Luigi really was the most patient of them. He was kind. Mario was always the more fire-y one, the twin who ran headlong into danger and kicked ass when needed, not caring about his own safety.

Just... Diaries felt like something a kid would have. Not many adults had them, or if they did, they were kept secret until they died. How dumb would it be if he couldn't properly keep a secret?

Agh, and there was the soft puppy eyes. The gentle words. Mario could feel himself breaking into a million pieces, his internal self losing all the armor it had tried to put up.

Finally, with his face still very red, the elder twin got down on the floor of their bedroom to retrieve the journal from beneath his bed. Really, if Luigi hadn't seen it move down there, it probably could have hidden with the copious amounts of junk that Mario shoved under there.

"Your big-a brother writes in a diary. See?" Mario huffed, waving the book.

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Ahah! So it was a diary! As embarrassed as Mario was about it, Luigi didn't think it was a big deal. How else were you supposed to remember passwords, phone numbers, or addresses? And what of life's little moments? Things that might slip your mind after years passed? It was nice to write mundane, small things down to revisit with a smile later on.

"This is what you were trying to hide? That you are a-so embarrassed about?" he asked. "A journal is nothing to be embarrassed about."

He went to his desk, pulling the drawer open so that he could fish out his own. It was simple on the outside and made of leather so that it would last no matter where he took it.

"I write all kinds of things down, bro. Names, addresses, phone numbers, recipes, passwords... I also write lots of happy memories in here too." He patted the cover. "I wrote several pages about the day I met Daisy, for example. I wanted to be sure I could remember everything."

"What about you? What did you write in your journal? Or what were you going to write? Ah- if you want to share with me. It's ok if you don't."

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spookymulti

@timid-plumber liked for Yoshi!

Is he seeing things? Or were those Piranha Plants... singing? Yoshi turned to glance at his fellow green pal.

" Yooshi? " ( Do you think it's still okay to eat them? )

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"I dunno, Yoshi," Luigi replied. If they were singing, then they were presumably happy little plants. But on the other hand, they were still piranhas, and they were still Bowser's minions... "Maybe only eat them if they try to attack us first? They just seem so happy!"

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suppermariobroth

Loading animations from Luigi's Mansion 3, featuring Polterpup, extracted from the game's files.

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This image, embedded in the "Professor E. Gadd's Research Journal" promotional Luigi's Mansion 3 segment of Nintendo's official website, is named "1x1_professor_edgar_LM_external_link.a25bebd1.jpg".

It is the only instance of E. Gadd's first name being given as "Edgar", as all other official materials give it as "Elvin" instead.

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