Luigi, My Brother - Chap. 7

Luigi walked out of the bathroom in nothing but his green shirt and his white briefs. He didn’t bother putting on the embarrassing pajamas that Daisy had given him earlier; he wouldn’t be able to walk in pride if he wore those, let alone sleep at night. He had a nervous face and tremble as he felt uncomfortable in chasing a Princess around her castle in his underwear.

But she had his overalls. His favorite pair. The pair on which he spilled barbeque sauce that one time at a party some years before. The pair that he had restitched when he fell on his knee and tore them by accident. The pair that he wore before he left his brother… and he wasn’t prepared to be giving them up anytime soon. Luigi walked into the large living room, which had windows a-plenty and a rug with a giant daisy in the middle. It came complete with yellow chairs, a yellow sofa, and a fireplace. Luigi felt more cozy in that room, but he couldn’t stay in there long; the windows were able to let the outsiders see him without pants, so he quickly ran into the kitchen.

Nothing here either, he thought. By this point he grew uneasy and impatient. She couldn't have gone far, right? He searched around the kitchen islands. He looked in every cabinet. He went to the foyer and looked in his coat closet, but none of them were occupied with a Daisy. He sighed, as if in defeat, and trudged up the stairs to the upper floor. He cringed at the thought of checking her room... though it'd be the only logical place where she could be, he was half naked! What a pervert to be going through a young princess' room in nothing but your underwear! Chivalrous a man he was, he blushed in embarrassment and decided to check the guest rooms first. That'd give him some extra time.

Into the other rooms he went, but still no Daisy. Checking under every bed, checking every closet, and checking every bathroom, but she was no where to be found. This is typical, he thought, might as well lock me up now; guilty as charged..! He had no other options. He went for her room. He pushed open the door.

"Daisy...? T-this isn't funny, I don't want to come in here. Come out..!"

He crept to the middle of the room, trying to be as quiet as possible. His heart could have beaten right out of his chest; I'm in her room. What kind of person am I...?

However, his thoughts were interrupted as he heard a sharp bang from the door to her room closing shut.