#switch!daisy

Luigi and Daisy were arm-wrestling to see who was the strongest out of the two of them. So far, Luigi seemed to be winning. He and Daisy had both won 1 game out of 3. And now, this last round was supposed to be the tie-breaker. 

“Think you can beat me?” Daisy asked. 

“I think it’s worth a shot. This could be my redemption arc.” Luigi told her. 

“We’ll see~” Daisy sing-songed. “Alright. Hands up.” Daisy said, readying her hand. 

“Ready when you are.” Luigi said, holding his hand up. 

“You sure?” She asked, grabbing his hand with hers. 

“I think so.” Luigi replied, readying himself in his seat. 

“Come on, Lu. Have more confidence in yourself!” She encouraged. 

Luigi sighed and cleared his throat. “Okay. Ready.” 

“3…” Daisy said. “2…1…GO!” She started pushing his hand. 

Luigi started pushing slightly later which made his hand fall back a bit. But his pushing managed to level things out. 

“Oooh, not bad, Lu!” She reacted. 

“I’ve…been practicing.” He managed to get out through his grunting. 

“I…can tell…” Daisy started to grunt a bit as she kept pushing. 

Luigi managed to get her arm bent back slightly. “There…we go…” he grunted. 

“Okay-” she pushed a little harder, but didn’t make as much progress. “Oh god…” she muttered to herself. 

“Pretty good, huh?” Luigi asked. 

“Y-Yeah.” she let out a few breaths. “Come on…” she said to herself. 

“You…you give up yet?” Luigi asked. 

“You kidding me?” She pushed a bit harder. “We…just started.” She grunted. 

“We…did.” Luigi muttered back. 

“And you think…I’m gonna give up now?” She asked him. 

“I…I don’t know.” He replied, trying to focus on his arm. 

“Yeah…” She grunted a bit more, managing to get their arms right up again. “Less talking…more…pushing.” She muttered. 

“Got it.” He replied, pushing a little harder with his hand again. 

Daisy continued to push. You could see the determination in her eye…it was almost like she was desperate to win against Luigi. Most of the time, Luigi admired it! But right now, with Daisy using it against her, Luigi decided to treat it as a new challenge.

Luigi could see his hand pushing Daisy’s arm backwards a little bit more. His strength was surprisingly still strong despite the consistent pushing. It looked like Luigi might win this thing! 

But then…Luigi paused his movements when he saw Daisy adjusting her grip. 

“Hold on…” Daisy muttered. “Okay. Sorry Luigi, I’m good now.” She told him. 

Luigi looked at her hand, and noticed something: 

“Why are your fingers out?” Luigi asked, noting that the ring finger and pinky finger were sticking out. “Feels better.” She replied. 

“...Okay?” Luigi looked at it for a moment…but shrugged it off. “Alright. Start again?” Luigi asked. 

“Sure!” Daisy replied. 

Luigi nodded his head and readied his own hand. “Okay. 3…2…1…Go!” Luigi started pushing first this time, earning him a small headstart against his girlfriend. 

“Ohno-” Daisy muttered, pushing against his hand to try and quickly level the playing field. 

“Determined…huh?” Luigi asked, before looking up. 

But to Luigi’s surprise, Daisy was smirking…Smirking quite mischievously…It looked like she was just as determined to win as he was…

Suddenly, Luigi felt a fluttering feeling on the side of his hand. 

“WaaAAH!” Luigi jumped and unintentionally loosened his grip. “Oooooh~” Daisy’s smirk grew teeth. “Is someone a little…” The fluttering returned to the side of his hand. “Ticklish~?” 

“GaAHaha- D-Daisy!” Luigi yelled, widening his eyes. He was squeezing his left eye shut, trying his best to handle the feeling. Daisy was being a little menace by tickling his hand…and unfortunately for Luigi, it was working! 

“What a funny little discovery!” She reacted. 

“Thihis- Ihit’s cheheating!” Luigi protested. 

“You’re right, it usually is.” She told him, before fluttering her finger faster. “But you never mentioned that I COULDN’T do this…” She reminded him. 

Luigi squeaked and lowered his head as little squeaky giggles left his mouth. “Hehehe! Daisy stahahap!” Luigi called. 

“Stop what, Lu?” She asked. 

“T-Tihihickling mehe!” He replied. 

“Tickling you?! But I’m just playing with your hand! How could this-” She fluttered her two fingers faster. “-tickle you?!” She asked with fake surprise. 

The truth is, Daisy knew all about Luigi’s ticklish hands. The side of his pinky finger was the worst spot on his hand by far, and that was the exact spot she was toying with. It didn’t help that Daisy had longer fingernails at the moment, which drastically increased the ticklish feeling. 

And on top of that, Luigi was rapidly losing the strength in his arm. “Dahahaisy! Thihis isn’t fahahair!” He tried to tell her. 

“I mean, it’s a little fair.” She told him. “Look at this as a challenge!” She encouraged. 

“Whahat?!” Luigi looked up at her, and noted the growing twinkle in her eye. “You just have to try harder to beat me!” She told him. 

Luigi closed both his eyes and shook his head. “Nohohoho!” Luigi squeaked and tugged on his hand slightly as her ring finger moved lower towards the side of his wrist. 

“Oh- Don’t let go, Lu~” She teased. “Or else I wiiiin~” 

Luigi opened his left eye, and looked at his girlfriend head-on. “Doho- Dohoho yohour wohohorst!” Luigi shot back. 

“Okay!” She pushed her hand down super quick, bringing Luigi’s arm back against the table in under 3 seconds. “BOOM!” 

“WAH-” Luigi yelped as the slight pain moved through his upper arm to his shoulder. “NO!” He yelled. 

“I WIN!” Daisy yelled happily, throwing her fists in the air with pride. 

“Th-Through cheating…” Luigi muttered. 

“You lose!” Daisy declared, poking his big nose. 

Luigi jumped and held his nose, before looking up at Daisy. “What do you mean ‘I lose’?! You cheated!” Luigi argued. 

“Yeah, well…You shouldn’t be so ticklish.” She replied with a hint of sass. 

“Technically I win because you cheated.” Luigi told her with a smirk. “Cheaters never win.” Luigi reminded her. 

Daisy grabbed his hand. “Except when the loser is too ticklish~” She started fluttering 4 of her fingers against his palm this time. 

“WAHahaha! N-Noho!” Luigi giggled, covering his mouth. 

“Tickle tickle, Lu~” She scratched right on the wrist, earning a little snort from Luigi. “Awww! How cute!” She teased. 

“N-Nohohoho! *snort* Dahahaisy stahahap!” Luigi giggled. 

“You’re not even pulling away or anything!” Daisy reacted. 

“Ihihi cahahan’t!” Luigi replied. 

“Well in that case…do you accept defeat?” She asked, leaning closer to his face with a smirk. 

Luigi shook his head. “Ihihi nehever-” Luigi squealed. “Ihi never lose to a cheeheeateher!” He shot back. 

“Are you suuuuure~?” She asked, pretending to be empathetic. 

“Ihihi ahaham.” Luigi replied. 

“Okaaay~” She giggled. “Looks like someone hasn’t learned the truth about life:” She leaned into his ear and whispered something: “Women are always right~” She whispered. 

Luigi didn’t know what to do at first…the tickling wasn’t bad. It was actually quite tolerable! but it was still so distracting, so overwhelming that he couldn’t think straight. The only thing going through his head was ‘should I show her mercy? Or make her regret cheating?’. 

A few minutes later, Luigi chose the latter. Realizing the grip that Daisy had on his hand, he took advantage of that and pulled her into his arms. With Daisy now stuck, Luigi made sure to tickle her till she admitted to her cheating. Because this is a lesson every kid has to go through. And what’s that lesson? 

Mario, Peach, Daisy and Luigi were walking around the Fluff-Puff Peaks. It was a wintery landscape with fluffy, pink clouds in the sky. It was absolutely gorgeous to look at. The fluffy clouds reminded him of pink, fluffy sweaters that were meant to keep you warm while you were playing in the snow. Though Mario was used to this amount of snow, seeing the snow mixed with all the pretty pink clouds made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. 

…Or maybe that was because Prince Florian happened to be snuggled up against his neck…

“You comfy, Florian?” Mario asked. 

“Mm hmm…” He mumbled softly. 

Mario chuckled at his soft response, and kept walking. Despite the red man being quite underdressed for the cold, Mario was surprisingly comfortable. It was cool for sure, but it didn’t make him chilled. It felt rather nice, actually. 

“Awww…” Peach giggled into her glove and pointed to Florian against his neck. 

“I gotta say, I am having so much trouble finding out who’s Prince Florian’s favorite.” Daisy teased, nudging Peach. 

Mario rolled his eyes at her and looked down at Prince Florian. “You’re just jealous.” Mario teased, looking up at Daisy with a smirk. 

Daisy gasped and huffed. “Jealous?! Why, you little-” Daisy gasped and froze suddenly as she felt something cold hit her on the back. She suddenly looked at the person behind her out of the corner of her eye, and scowled. “Do it again…” She warned, before turning to face her new foe. “I dare you.” 

The green twin smirked and threw another snowball at her, landing it on her chest. Daisy looked down at the snow that now coated her chest, before looking up at Luigi with an evil, mischievous smirk. She picked up some snow and turned it into a ball. “So that’s how it’s gonna be?” She asked, before throwing the snowball at him. 

Luigi covered his face with his arms, stopping the snowball from exploding on his face. He picked up some more snow, and made a snowball. “I challenge you to a duel!” He declared, pointing to her with the snowball in his hand. 

His confidence was quickly rescinded thanks to a single snowball to the chest. “Challenge accepted!” She yelled back, before throwing two snowballs at the exact same time towards him. Luigi squeaked as both the snowballs hit his back. A snowball fight had quickly commenced. 

Mario shook his head with a chuckle at his brother’s mischief. 

Peach giggled with her hand over her mouth. “They’re always getting into trouble.” She reacted. “I’m surprised you’re not joining them.” She admitted. 

Mario pointed to Prince Florian. “No way I’m throwing snowballs if he’s sleeping on me.” Mario told him. 

Peach smiled. “I can take him, if you want.” Peach offered. 

“The prince? Or Luigi?” Mario asked for clarification. 

Peach giggled. “The prince. Then you can take care of Luigi.” She replied. 

Mario waved his hand. “Nah…I’m alright to watch. But you should join in.” Mario encouraged her. 

Peach smirked. “You know what? You’re right.” She replied. She picked up some snow, turned it into a ball and threw it at Daisy. 

Daisy turned around the moment she felt the ball hit her arm. “Finally decided to join in, toadstool?” She asked with a smirk, throwing her snowball up and down like a baseball. 

“You bet, carrot top.” She replied, molding her snow into another ball. 

“CARROT TOP?!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi snickered a little bit. “Careful calling her that…I made that mistake once, and only once.” Luigi warned. 

While the playful snow fight continued, Mario carefully sat himself down in the snow and watched Prince Florian for a bit. Though he knew the prince would wake up when he heard the commotion, he still found him rather endearing when he was asleep. He was the sweetest, most gentle little wiggler he’d ever met…and he’d come across thousands of wigglers in his lifetime!

Soon, Prince Florian started to wake up. He fluttered his eyes open, and looked up at Mario. “Hi Mario.” He greeted. 

Mario smiled. “Hi Florian. Sleep well?” He asked. 

“Mhm…” He admitted. “It’s getting cold though…” He admitted. 

Mario hummed and unbuttoned his shirt slightly. “Wanna hop in?” He asked, opening his collar slightly. 

Prince Florian widened his eyes and smiled brightly. “R-Really?! Are you sure?” He asked, slightly hesitant. Mario nodded his head. “I’m sure! It’ll be extra warm and cozy there.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian clapped its hands together. “Okay! Thank you!” He crawled into the collar and down his chest to his heat-radiating belly. 

Mario tensed up and jumped slightly. He anticipated his crawling to be somewhat ticklish, but knew he would stop and curl in a few seconds later. 

From inside, Prince Florian felt like he was being coated with the perfect amount of warmth. “Wow! I see what you mean!” Florian reacted before shoving his face deep into Mario’s belly like a curious dog. 

Mario jumped and let out a full bout of laughter. “eeEK! BAhahahaha! C-Cahahareful, it tickles.” He told him. 

Prince Florian lifted his head up with wide eyes, the red shirt covering his head like a hat. “You’re ticklish?!” Prince Florian asked with excitement dripping from his voice. 

Mario bit his lip. “Yeah, a little. So please be careful.” Mario told him, slightly nervous, but trusting enough to leave him be. Florian was a sweet prince, who most likely wouldn’t tickle him unless given permission…or so, Mario would like to believe. Surely he’ll be careful now, right?

Prince Florian snuggled his face into his belly and made himself still. He couldn’t fully understand how someone could radiate so much warmth…he was like a living campfire! And boy, was it a delight!

But what was more of a delight, was that his human campfire…was very ticklish. And though Mario told him to be careful, he never did say how long he had to be careful for. So by that logic…Prince Florian could be careful for only 10 seconds, before unleashing the ultimate tickle attack on him…and he would still be considered perfectly innocent. 

That sneaky little wiggler…Mario had no clue what was coming…

…That was, until he heard a gasp followed by a surprisingly large raspberry against his belly! 

“eeEEHAAAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario’s back flopped to the ground as he held his head with his right hand, letting out surprising bouts of laughter. “HEhehehey! Whahahat ahahare yohou-” Mario gasped as another raspberry filled his ticklish belly. “NAHAHAHahahahahaaa! Ihihi sahahaid behe carefuhuhul!” Mario told him. 

“But I WAS careful!” Florian reacted. “But you never said I had to continue being careful~” Florian reminded him.

Mario’s laughter turned into giggles soon after. “Keheep doing that, and you’ll lose your warm spot.” Mario told him. 

Prince Florian smirked and poked his belly. “You should’ve thought of how ticklish you were, before showing me the warm spot.” He reminded him. 

Mario jumped and chuckled with his right eye closed. “Ihihi thohought yohou'd be cahaharefuhul.” Mario admitted. 

“Well, that was your first mistake.” Prince Florian said with a smirk before blowing another raspberry onto his belly. 

“WaitWAIT-WAAHAHAHAHAHahaha!” Mario cackled, rolling onto his left side and kicking his feet a little bit. “F-FlohorianholdoHOHOOON! eeEEEHEHEEEHEEHEEK!” Mario squealed and giggled, shaking his head and covering his mouth with his right hand while pounding his fist into the snow with his left. 

“Aww, what’s going on over here?” Peach asked, sitting down on the right side of Mario. Apparently their snowball fight had stopped the moment Mario’s laughter filled the air. 

Luigi noticed the bump in his shirt. “Looks like the prince made himself comfy on his belly.” Luigi teased, poking Prince Florian’s back from the outside in. 

Prince Florian jumped and laughed. “I know you’re there, Luigi!” Prince Florian reacted before resuming his tickle attack on Mario.

“Mario’s ticklish?!” Daisy reacted, kneeling down and watching Mario wiggle around in the snow. “How have I never known this?!” Daisy asked next, shocked. 

Peach smirked. “I guess so.” She replied. 

Luigi laughed. “Hey Florian: A little word of advice from his evil twin brother:” Luigi mentioned, looking at Mario. 

His smirk brightened the moment he saw the slight glare that filled Mario’s eyes. “DOHON’T YOU DAHAHARE!” Mario shouted. 

“The left side of his belly is much worse than the right.” Luigi said. 

“LUYOU-GAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario shouted, before falling back into more laughter. 

Peach giggled and poked his right side. “Is that so?” Peach asked. 

Mario jumped. “Peachdohohon’t!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi raised his eyebrow at Peach. “Do you realize you’re poking the wrong side?” Luigi asked. 

Peach smirked. “Yeah. Maybe I wanted to~” She teased. 

Luigi chuckled and looked at Mario’s belly. Just seeing his brother’s belly had immediately helped him remember something. “Oh, I forgot! His belly button’s pretty bad too.” Luigi mentioned. “Dad would always tickle right where his belly button was, anytime he was reaching up to grab something or hold something up.” Luigi added. 

“LU SHUHUHUT UHUP!” Mario shouted. 

“Thanks, Luigi!” Prince Florian took in another deep breath and blew another raspberry specifically on top of his belly button. 

“DOHON’T- HAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Mario cackled, trying not to hug his own belly for fear of squishing the Flower Prince. 

“Taking my advice already?” Luigi asked Prince Florian. 

Prince Florian giggled. “You bet!” He replied proudly. “How did you know!?” He asked next. 

Luigi chuckled. “Eh…Just a hunch.” Luigi mentioned. 

Daisy laughed a bit when she saw how flustered Mario was getting. “His cheeks are almost the same shade as his shirt!” She reacted. 

Luigi chuckled. “Yeah…he gets like that. He was teased about his rosy cheeks all throughout middle school.” Luigi said as he poked Mario’s cheek playfully. “And I believe throughout high school too.” He added.

“Yohohohou’re thehe wohohohorrst!” Mario complained. 

Peach smirked and picked up Mario’s wrists. “How bad are his armpits?” Peach asked, looking over at Luigi. “PeachNO-!” Mario yelled, pulling on his hands.

Luigi snickered. “Not as ticklish, but still pretty good.” He replied eagerly. 

Peach shrugged her shoulders and gently dug her left fingers into his left armpit. “Good enough for me.” 

Mario squeaked and snorted, before giggling a little louder. “Wahahait-HAHAhaha! Nohohohoho!” Mario giggled. 

Luigi hummed and snapped his fingers when he heard the snort. “Right! I forgot to mention too: He also snorts when tickled long enough.” He explained. “Mario turns into a giggly little mess when his armpits are touched or tickled.”

Mario giggled and kicked his feet, tugging on his arms. “Shuhuhuhut uhuhuhuhup! Yohohohou guhuhuhuys suhuhuck!” Mario whined. 

Luigi just chuckled at his brother’s failure to stop him, before poking his vulnerable upper ribs. “Come on, Mario. Is it really that bad?” He asked with a mix of curiosity. 

Mario nodded his head mid-laughing fit. “Yehehehes! Whahahahat dohoho yohou thihihihink!?” He reacted. 

“I don’t know…it doesn’t look ticklish enough.” Luigi teased, before poking his upper ribs again. “Want some help, royal tickle monsters?” Luigi asked. 

Peach looked at Luigi, slightly worried. “I don’t know. I think he’s laughing enough.” Peach admitted. 

“I guess…” Luigi muttered. 

“He could be laughing harder though.” Daisy added. 

Daisy’s words reminded Luigi of something extra. He hummed and looked at Peach and Daisy. “Have you ever heard Mario cackle before?” Luigi asked. 

Daisy gasped. “No, I haven’t! Does he cackle like a witch?!” She asked excitedly. 

“Not quite…” Luigi responded. 

“Aww…” Daisy muttered, disappointed. 

“But he does have an amazing cackle.” Luigi added. “Getting him to snort is pretty good. But getting him to cackle?” Luigi smirked. 

Mario groaned. “LUIHIHIGI SHUT IHIHIHIT!” Mario shouted. 

Luigi snickered at Mario’s outburst. “You get him to cackle, and you will have hit the biggest Mario-themed jackpot known to mankind.” Luigi explained. 

Peach giggled. “That is pretty tempting…” She teased.

“Let’s do it!” Daisy reacted, throwing her fists in the air. “How can I help?” she asked. 

Luigi smiled and got up. “You can tickle him. I’m just gonna watch and give my two-cents.” Luigi told him. 

“Really?” Prince Florian asked, popping his head out from the right, lower side of Mario’s shirt. 

Daisy raised an eyebrow as she went for the other armpit. “You’re giving us all this advice, but you’re not even gonna tickle him yourself?!” She asked, surprised. 

“Nah.” Luigi replied. “Just telling you all that has already earned me a good 30 minutes of tickles. So if I were to tell you all that AND THEN tickle him-” 

“YOHOHOHOU’LL BEHEHEHE DEHEHEAD! YOHOHOU’RE DEHEHEAD!” Mario shouted at him. 

Luigi pointed to Mario. “See? He’s gonna only worsen his punishment on me if I tickle him as well.” Luigi responded to the princesses. 

“But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway…” “FLOHOHOHORIAN-” 

“Don’t interrupt, Mario.” Prince Florian poked his right side, leaving Mario laughing all over again. Then, he looked back at Luigi and continued. “But if you’re gonna get tickled anyway, then why not risk it and help out?” Prince Florian asked. 

“He has a point, Honey.” Daisy replied. 

“There’s no point! You’re so close to getting him to cackle.” Luigi told him. 

“We are?!” Peach asked. 

“PLEHEHEHEHEASE-!” Mario shouted. “IHIHIHI’M GOHOHONNA DIHIHIEEEHEEE!” Mario shouted. 

Florian gasped and snuggled himself back into his red shirt before blowing one more big raspberry onto the left, most ticklish side of his belly. Mario gasped and squealed loudly…“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA-” He laughed loudly, before finally letting out a long bout of cackly laughter. 

“There we go!” Luigi reacted, before clapping his hands and laughing himself. “Yohohohou dihihid ihit!” He added.

Daisy paused her tickling and stared at Mario with shock in her eyes. “Oh wow…He sounds so happy!” She reacted.

Peach had gasped and stopped her own fingers. Slowly, a little warm expression filled her face as she held her chest, almost as if experiencing cuteness overload from his cackles alone. 

Florian had climbed out of Mario’s shirt and was currently clapping his front paws with a big smile on his face. “What a laugh!” He reacted, laughing himself. 

Luigi was smiling brightly, bursting into louder laughter. “Ohoho mygod…” He hung his head and held his knees as he let out another bout of laughter. “His laugh is the best…” He muttered to himself mid-giggle, rubbing a tear from his eye before bursting into another fit of laughter. 

“I’ll say! I love it!” Prince Florian reacted.

Daisy was looking at Luigi, poking his cheek. “Oho my gosh! I didn’t know the jackpot included some squeegee giggles!” Daisy reacted. 

Luigi squeaked as his cheeks grew red in mere seconds. “Dahahaisy shush!” Luigi reacted, pushing against her cheek.

Daisy just laughed at his reaction. “Cutie~” She teased, poking the side of his temple gently.

Luigi calmed his laughter down, before looking down with a flustered little pouty face. This only made Daisy laugh even more. 

Meanwhile, Prince Florian sat down beside Mario. “You okay?” He asked, placing a hand on Mario’s belly. Mario jumped and hugged his side, pushing Florian’s paw away. “Dohohon’t tohouch. Ihit still tickles.” Mario reacted. 

Florian smirked and poked his side a couple times. “Oh really?” He asked. 

Mario pushed his paw away and pointed his index finger at him. “Don’t you start.” Mario warned with a smirk. 

“Or what?” Florian asked. Mario grabbed Florian, laid him on his back and tickled his belly. “Or I’ll get you back.” Mario declared. 

“eeEEHEHEEEK HAhahahaha!! Mahariohoho!” Prince Florian reacted.

Meanwhile, Peach was giggling and still looking at Mario with the most love-struck look you had ever seen. Mario’s laughter, mixed with Mario’s mischief and playfulness towards Florian…was making her experience those special feelings she rarely ever felt. 

Daisy had quickly noticed this, and gently punched her shoulder. “Look at this lovey-dovey goon. Does Peachy-poo have a crush on Mario?” Daisy asked. 

Peach gasped and held her shoulder. “What?! No!” She attempted to argue, but to no avail.

“Oh really~?” Daisy poked her cheek. “Cause that face is something me the whoooole truth.” She teased. 

Peach grunted and started poking and squeezing Daisy’s sides and belly to get back at her. “Says the one with the biggest crush on Luigi.” Peach teased. 

“eeEEK! NOHohoho shuhut ihihihihihit!” Daisy reacted. 

‘Not until you do, flower-face!” Peach teased, poking her a few more times…only to get snow shoved into her face by Daisy. Only THEN did Peach stop her tomfoolery. 

Luigi and Daisy were sprinting around, swerving through every mushroom in the forest and dodging rocks that stuck out in the grass. Daisy was in the front with Luigi’s hat in hand and a playful smile on her face, while Luigi, who was left hatless, was running behind with a smirk on his face. 

“GIVE IT BACK, HAT THIEF!” Luigi yelled. 

“COME ON, LU! JUST GIVE UP!” Daisy reacted, before turning herself around so she was running backwards. “I’M JUST TOO FAST FOR YOU!” She mentioned. 

“NOT A CHANCE! I’LL CATCH UP SOON, JUST YOU WAIT.” Luigi yelled back, picking up his pace with a growing evil grin. 

Daisy sprinted to the floating bricks and ran over them one step at a time. She leaped up towards the cliffside and just for dramatic effect, she twirled in the air before landing on the grass. 

Luigi widened his eyes with surprise as he saw her fluid movements and got ready for the floating blocks himself. He focused on each block as he landed on it. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8! He jumped on the last block and landed on the grass with a lack of balance on his feet. But once he got his balance again, he shook himself off and resumed running after her. 

“NOT BAD, LUIGI! BUT WHAT ABOUT BOUNCY MUSHROOMS?” Daisy asked as she kept running. “BRING IT ON, PRINCESS!” Luigi declared. 

Daisy ran to the cliffside and took another jump. She landed on the first mushroom, and felt as it sunk in and threw her up into the air like a typical trampoline. She flew through the air with adrenaline running through her veins, and landed onto another trampoline to continue the bouncy process all over again. The girl was leaping past some of the bouncy mushrooms with little consideration for her own safety! She was just that good! She soon landed in the grass perfectly on her feet, and dusted herself off before taking off again. Luigi took more of a careful approach to bouncy mushrooms. He knew he could be thrown all over the place if he wasn't careful. So he kept his movements calculated. He jumped to one mushroom, and used the first bounce to get his bearings. The second bounce was to fully fix himself, and the third bounce was to move him to the next mushroom. He repeated this with the second mushroom. The first bounce was to collect himself, the second bounce was to adjust himself, and the third jump was to move on. He soon made it to the cliffside, and did a somersault up to his feet to prevent injury. 

Daisy turned herself around and started running backwards. “WELL DONE, WEEGEE!” Daisy reacted with two thumbs up. 

“THANKS!” Luigi replied, saluting her. 

“NOW FOR THE ULTIMATE TEST!” She declared. With that said, she jumped up and fell backwards off a cliff, leaving only her umbrella behind. 

Luigi’s smirk switched to shock and fear as Daisy disappeared under the grass. “DAISY?!” Luigi yelled, sprinting after her and stopping at the cliff. He picked up her lost umbrella and looked over the cliffside. “PRINCESS!” Luigi yelled, seeing as she flew down like a skydiver. 

But Luigi kept watching as Daisy adjusted herself and opened her gown skirt to use as a makeshift parachute. Luigi let out a huge sigh of relief when he saw she was okay. With Daisy safe, Luigi focused on himself. He opened her umbrella, and let out a shaky breath. He is not a huge fan of heights, especially falling from such a distance. He took a few breaths in and out and put on a firm face. Do it for Daisy. Do it for Daisy. 

Luigi jumped off the cliff and held onto the umbrella with both hands. He had immediately tensed up holding his breath, squeezing his eyes shut and tightening his muscles to prepare for the sudden fall. But…a few seconds later, and…he still hasn’t fallen. 

He opened one eye…and then opened his other eye…

Slowly, he began to properly process the fact that he was actually floating down from the cliff! In fact, he was already a quarter of the way down! Luigi smiled when he saw Daisy waiting down there under the green forest area. She was wearing his hat, and just jumping around and cheering him on from below. He smiled as he adjusted the umbrella so he would turn a bit to the left, before floating the rest of the way down. He landed successfully on his feet under the trees and closed the umbrella. “Alright.” Luigi said. “Now GET OVER HERE!” He yelled with a devilish grin. 

Daisy squeaked and took off running again, laughing the whole time. It didn’t take long for Luigi to tackle his girlfriend to the ground. “Gotcha!” Luigi declared. “Give it!”  

“No!” She giggled as she moved the hat around to dodge his reaches. “No! Never! Mine now!” She reacted, moving it left, right, and down. And then she did something REALLY evil: she brought her hands, and the hat, behind her back with a smirk. “Try and get it now, Weegee~” she teased. 

Luigi raised his eyebrows in surprise at first. Wow…she’s good. But he rubbed his hands together and slowly started to wiggle his fingers at her. “Bad idea, Princess~” He teased evilly. 

Daisy gasped and grew nervous in a simple snap. “Uh oh.” 

Luigi started off with a few pokes to her tummy and sides. And immediately, Daisy began to squeak and squeal. “Tickle tickle tickle~!” Luigi teased. 

“Eek! Hehehehe! Luihigihi nohoho! HEEheehee! Noho tickles! HAHA!” She squealed and giggled helplessly as Luigi poked the super vulnerable areas in her middle. 

“I won’t stop until you give me back my hat.” Luigi let her know with a smirk. 

She brought her right free hand out so she could cover up or defend herself from the tickly fingers of her boyfriend. “Neverhrhrhr!!” She yelled back. 

“Aww, really?” Luigi asked. “Well…” He leaned his knuckles back to crack them and wiggled them again. “I might have to take it up a notch.” Luigi said right before skittering and scratching his fingers all over her sides. 

This made Daisy squeal another octave higher and throw her head back with full-on laughter this time! “HAHAHAhahaha! HAhaha-HeheheheheheeeEEE!” Daisy squealed yet again as she felt her lowest ribs get unexpectedly touched. 

“Oooh! What was that?” Luigi asked playfully as he backtracked his fingers to her first couple ribs. “Was that another tickle spot I just found?” He asked, starting right below the ribs to worsen the anticipation. 

“NOhohoho! Ihihit wahasn’t! Ihi swehehehear!” She responded. 

“Oh if wasn’t!” Luigi reacted, knowing she was blatantly lying. “Oh that’s so funny you say that!” He squeezed her ribs just once, causing Daisy to arch her back and cackle. “Because your laughter is telling me something completely different.” He started to walk both index and middle fingers up her ribs veeery slowly. “These ribs are telling me ‘Help! I’m too ticklish! It’s driving me crazy!’.” Luigi told her, coming up with a silly high-pitched voice for her ‘talking’ ribs. 

This only made Daisy laugh harder. “STOHOP BEHEHEING WEHEHEHEIRD!” She laughed: 

“Nah. I love being weird!” Luigi declared. “Or strano, as my papa would say.” He added with a fond smile. “Oh! Hahaha! That reminds me:” He stopped tickling so he could tell her about his father. “My father always referred to us as the ‘bambini strani’ or the ‘weird kids’ growing up.” Luigi mentioned, laying himself down beside Daisy. “And until we understood what that really meant, we would walk around acting like we were royalty!” Luigi quickly began laughing as he reminisced. He sat up and looked at Daisy. “If me and Mario were being mischievous in any way, Papa would chase us around the house yelling ‘Nessuna faccenda divertente!’.” Luigi arched his back as he laughed a bit harder. “Whihihich trahanslated to ‘No funny business!’.” Luigi explained. 

Daisy laughed and cooed. “Thahat’s so cute!” She reacted. 

“Yeah…” Luigi looked at Daisy and took his hat off her head. “My hat.” He said with a giggle. 

Daisy rolled her eyes and giggled. “Nut job.” She teased, poking his side. 

Luigi jumped and poked her back. “Margherita.” Luigi said. 

“Margarita? What’s that?” Daisy asked, saying it a little off. 

Luigi bit his lip as he blushed and scratched the back of his head. “O-Oh…” He looked down and brought his voice to a whisper. “It…means Daisy in Italian.” Luigi admitted. 

Daisy’s face lit up. “Say it again!” She reacted. 

Luigi blushed a bit more. “M-Margherita.” Luigi said in his traditional Italian accent. 

Daisy smiled. “One more time.” She told him. 

“Margheri-” Luigi hummed in surprise as he felt her lips touch his. He slowly closed his eyes and leaned into the kiss, cupping her cheek lovingly. She kissed him for a few moments before breaking the kiss to breathe. 

Luigi moved some of her hair behind her ear. “I guess you really like the accent?” Luigi asked. 

“I love it.” She said softly. 

Luigi looked down, blushing an even brighter red. 

This only made Daisy laugh. “Plum face.” She teased, poking him. 

Luigi jumped and guffawed with surprise, before poking her back. “Carrot top.” Luigi said back. 

“Carrot top?!” Daisy gasped. 

Luigi smirked. “Yeah. Carrot top.” he replied proudly. 

Daisy grew an evil grin. “Oh that’s it.” She jumped onto his waist and started tickling him all over. “Take it back.” She ordered. 

“WaaAAHAHAHAhahaha!” Luigi cackled, shaking his head and kicking his feet wildly. “NEVEHEHEHERRR!” He fought. 

“Oh, you say that now…” She lifted up his shirt slightly and tucked it in. “But I know I can make you change your mind.” She took a deep breath.

“NoNONO-” Adrenaline kicked in as he tried to sit up. 

“PPPPPBBBFFFBBBFFFBFBBFBBTT!” Daisy blew a massive raspberry right onto his now-bare tummy. 

And Luigi absolutely lost it! The poor man threw his head back and shrieked super loudly, sounding almost like a girl in the process! “waaaAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHAHA!” Luigi cackled, letting go of Daisy’s head the moment his lover removed her face from his belly. 

“Wanna take back that insult yet?” She asked. 

“Hehehehehehe- nohohohoho. Nohoho wahahahay!” Luigi managed to reply as he shook his head. 

“I see…Your funeral.” She replied before taking another deep breath. “PPPPBBBFFFFBBBBBFFFBBBBFFFBBBBBTTT!” She let out the raspberry into his upper belly, specifically around the ab muscles. 

Luigi squealed somewhat high-pitched. “eeEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEE! HAHAHAHAhahahaha!” Luigi laughed hysterically. When his laughter slowly began dying down, Luigi finally began to give up. “Ohokahay…ohokay. Ihihi tahake back my wohords.” Luigi told her. 

She smiled with content and satisfaction before getting up and laying down beside him. “That’s what I thought.” She added. 

Luigi blushed a bit before leaning in towards Daisy. “Though, I love when you wear orange. It compliments your eyes.” He admitted, kissing her cheek. 

Daisy hummed and raised her eyebrows as a small blush developed on her own face. Not wanting Luigi to see it, she quickly shoved Luigi’s hat down into his eyes. “Don’t be trying to flatter me, Luigi.” She reacted. 

“Why? Is it working?” Luigi asked in a way that looked more excited than flirty. 

Daisy looked to the side for a moment. “M…Maybe…” She whispered quietly.