#freesixshooter

     When she saw the familiar figure, the brunette was about to call her name with a loud and happy voice until she remembered what the Hierophant said. If she was still like this, she had to act like and disguise as Shinjiro Aragaki and she had to keep what happened in secret, since he didn’t want her to tell anything about this, thing that she could understand. And this included people she met or was friends with unluckily, so if she wanted to talk to them, she needed to pretend she was someone she wasn’t and wait until she could get her body back if she wanted to talk to them as the person she always was.

     But still, that didn’t stop the girl. With hands in pockets and having the same expression the guy would have, she approached her friend, who was actually a member from SEES too and she guessed she would be surprised, since the person the leader was disguising as was someone who shouldn’t be there, after all (and she also guessed the same would happen if she weren’t disguising as him).

Well, Wario too, he supposes.

Waluigi sprints through the crowd, calling for the woman he swears is just beyond his reach (as everyone, as always). “Princess! Hey, princess! It’s-a me! Waluigi!” Gloved fingertips brush against her shoulder and the woman turns, shattering the fragile illusion of happiness she might have brought, had it been her.

“Ah, man. You’re no princess.” She’s no Daisy, that’s the problem. “Man, what does Waluigi have to do to find a nice princess who also has butt-kicking tennis skills that are maybe almost as good as his? But don’t tell anyone I said that. They can never know that someone is even close to Waluigi’s greatness at anything.”

Maybe it was the fact that it was pointed at him, like it was supposed to do something.

“Hey, calm down there slugger, no one needs to get hurt here!” he said, throwing his arms up in a sarcastic surrender.

    AND he means it! Wow, her eyelashes are truly stunning. If there’s anything he’s all about, it’s letting cute girls know that they’re absolutely gorgeous. That’s the kind of thing that puts smiles on people’s faces, isn’t it? Compliments. In a more witty form, pick-up lines. Pushing past the thick crowds of Sector oo3, he starts cooking up a good one. 

    Once he finally finds himself before her, he beams. 

    And then he crumples to the floor.

    (People swivel around expecting gunshots.)