Luigi's Day Out Mario Novels & Stories

Tomorrow. I woke up early to go jogging when I remembered to wake Luigi. I went to his room which was not locked. When I went inside, the pogi was still gaping. I pinched Luigi's nose, which was too crooked. It was almost red but he still didn't get up. I climbed on his bed and stepped on him. Luigi always felt like a heavy weight on his body. He was restless every time I was in front of him. He almost vomited and always made excuses because of what we were eating. Luigi also had a hard time finding the fruits and food I needed.

"I will comply with your request. Done saying that sentence. Mario walked towards the cupboard. Picked up some of his belongings and then immediately put them in one of the suitcases that were there. Not enough to stop there, Mario also took some work needs. There was a laptop and tablet that he had previously kept in the small suitcase he had taken on a trip to Liverpool the past few days. Moving some of the contents into a bigger suitcase, very much like someone who wants to move.

I had to stay on my knees, using my bare palms to crawl and feel the surface to find them. Maria narrowed her eyes as she stared at my back. She then looped her arm through Simone's and whined to Simone and Luigi, "I'm so tired." "I'll carry you, then; after all, it's too dangerous for you to walk here," Simone said as he planted his black leather shoe on the back of my hand and ground his weight into it. He finally stepped over me as if I weren't even there, with Luigi trailing right behind him. I stayed on my knees, staring at the glass embedded in my palm. I started out crying, but eventually ended up laughing.

Boris pulls out a gun and shoots Luigi in the head. I could only scream in pain at the loss of my brother as I am dragged out of that house.

Mario’s words, though unproven, resonated with a disturbing truth. Mario didn’t elaborate, simply stating, “Your connection to Lorenzo is no coincidence. Everything has been orchestrated by him.” He paused, then added, his voice laced with a subtle emphasis, “Only I can truly save you from him.” He made himself sound like my only hope, a beacon in the storm. Just then, a commotion erupted outside the room—shouts and a crash. Before I could react, the door burst open, slamming against the wall. Lorenzo stood there, a formidable, enraged presence. His eyes, usually cold, burned with an unholy fire. Mario, however, remained remarkably calm as if he had been expecting this unceremonious entrance

I immediately sat upright in the room, pretending to fiddle with the music box. Luigi ran up to me, holding out a new game console. "Mamma, I got a new game console. Can you check if it's good?" Before, I would always limit the time Luigi spent playing games, worried it would affect his studies. That was probably one of the reasons he disliked me. I nodded. "It's great. Go play." He looked at me, surprised, but he didn't think much of it. He happily ran off. A moment later, Giovanni walked in. "Chichi, there's a lot going on with the family. I have to head out again. Wait for me at home. I'll make it up to you when I'm done."

My fists pummel his face, but he just smirks with each hit, laughing. Everyone gasps, and I know it’s not because of the fight. A heavy crack sounds, which signals Luigi just entered the fucking room and has a hold of his whip. My spine stiffens as I stand straight, realizing I look like the instigator since I was the one on top of Rizzo and punching the shit out of him. “Back away from him, Morales,” Luigi says. I swallow hard and follow his orders, as even I’m not insane enough to stand up to that sadist.

"It's just a room. You know me better than I know myself, right? What are you worried about?" Leo's mouth opened and closed, but for once, he had nothing to say. The clerk slid the key across the counter. "Here's your room key, sir." "Thank you," Luigi said. If I wasn't careful, I might start liking the way Luigi played this game. As he took the room cards from the front desk, I saw my opening. If Leo wanted to play blind, I'd make sure he saw everything now—up close. "I got the candy from the car," I said casually, stepping into view.

] Romero strode over to where she was standing and tugged the guns from her pockets handing them to Luigi he snarled, ‘Portateli al Centro Medico e se qualcuno di voi farà di nuovo un'acrobazia come questa, sarò io a sfidarvi e potete essere certi che vincerò.’ [Get them to the Medical Centre and if any of you pull a stunt like this again I will be the one challenging you and you can be very sure I will win.] He grabbed her hand and tugged her close to him, ‘Get back upstairs to our room I haven’t finished with you yet.’

They painted the beginning of my dark day with bright striking light. Walking towards the pack gates my eyes find Luigi standing with a file in hand reading through some papers as two other males are up on a ladder fixing the protection devices. "Where is the other male who came with you last time?" I ask Luigi as his eyes find mine. He bows as his greeting. "Marco? He has been assigned for some other work so I brought a substitute." He says as I nod and walk away letting them continue their task. "Some other work? Such a pup." Elriam chuckles mocking Marco, the disgusting male who had the guts to lay his hands upon my skin.