Luigi's Day Out Mario Novels & Stories

Luigi caught up to him in no time and snatched my bag from his hands. Luigi dragged the thief after him and sauntered toward the car. He flashed me a confident smug grin and stretched his hand that held the bag into the car toward me. I raised my brows and bit out, "Thank you very much! I am glad I am still alive to get my bag." Then I snatched the bag from his hands. Him and Lucas erupted in laughter at my outburst. I closed my eyes as the sides of the car scraped the walls as Luigi drove it out of the alley to the proper road for a car and called the police.

Willow’s POV The night after the fashion show, when I woke up in my own bed alone, my heart sank. I missed Luigi. It had only been one night apart, but still. I was used to being with him. So I got out of bed and decided to call him. However, as I picked up the phone, someone knocked on the front door. I opened the door to see Luigi and Carl, both of them with mischievous grin. “Surprise,” Luigi said, his voice light, almost teasing. “It’s family fun day!”

Right as I was about dozing, someone decided to knock. "It's Luigi," he said, before I could speak. I merely pulled my lips shut and checked the time on my phone. It was past ten. "Michele's gone?" I asked. "Yeah." Silence came after that. I focused back on the TV, knowing Luigi would be gone. That was if he wasn't already. "I invited him," he said. "I know." "He was pretty worn out from all the nailing and sawing." "I can imagine." He'd gone for a renovation trip with his grandpa; should I be surprised?