Fanty-sheeny

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~ SMG4's POV ~

I ruffled through my black hair, trying to comb it into place. My hat laid across from me on the RV sink, watching as I struggled to get it into place. Once I was finally done, I put my hat on with a grin. I checked myself out in the mirror, before getting interrupted by my former enemy.

"You almost done? I don't wanna watch you play around in the mirror." SMG3 groaned, leaning against the wall. I almost forgot he was here.

"Yep, yep.." I responded, quickly adjusting my overalls to look good. Me and him then left the RV, a smile on my face, and I'm pretty sure SMG3 was smiling too. We stepped out to see our avatar, Mario, who was freaking out.

"LUUIIGGIIIII" He called out. I glanced at SMG3, who shrugged in response.

"Mario, what's wrong?" I asked, walking over to him.

"Luigi isn't back to clean the house!" Mario cried, making both me and SMG3 stare at him with pure confusion and annoyance. I sighed, and facepalmed. This would be a long day.

(it's short, ik)

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