SMG4 in Schmicago [A Marware and SMG34 Fic]

Welcome to Schmicago

Things have been pretty normal since the two meme guardians got back from their camping trip. Well… aside from the fact that they were now dating. It was shocking for the entire crew, really. 

It was strange, watching the two of them act so loving towards one another after they had been forced on that trip in order to build their team working skills together. Seriously, before they left they were often at each other's throats, shouting across the castle or refusing to be seen near one another at some points.

But now, here they were, sitting next to each other and cuddling on the game room couch as everyone played Super Smash Each Other in the Ass Bros, or laughing together in the kitchen, which was where they were now.

Mario squinted as he watched the two of them talk and laugh while making something SMG4 called “corn pudding?” It seemed decent though, and everyone was interested in trying it.

“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” 3 laughed.

SMG4 smiled, leaning in closer and kissing his boyfriend’s cheek as he snaked an arm around his waist. “It’s because you love me~”

“Shut up,” 3 laughed, lightly pushing the other away.

SMG4 smiled lovingly at his guardian partner. “You and I both know it’s true~”

SMG3’s red eyes averted towards the floor, red dusting his cheeks. “Yeah yeah… Baka…”

Mario watched as the two continued to banter.

“You’re so adorable when you’re flustered,” 4 giggled before the other grabbed his face and pulled him into a quick kiss.

“And you’re always adorable,” 3 said quietly.

4’s face went red as a goofy smile formed on his lips. “3!”

“And sometimes your jokes aren’t lame,” he added, causing 4 to giggle as he pulled him closer.

Mario rolled his eyes as he watched the pair. Yes, he was happy for them. Hell, he was ecstatic that the two of them weren’t dancing around their obvious feelings for one another anymore. But for some reason, he felt… annoyed by the two of them. Like… really annoyed.

Of course, it doesn’t help that the plumber was curious about what prompted the two of them to finally admit those emotions they’d repressed for 8. Years!

8 years! What suddenly changed? Especially since this specific change was so sudden. Or… it felt sudden.

But now SMG4 and SMG3 had even more inside jokes than they did previously too. It made Mario curious.

Like this talk about corn pudding, or basket auctions, or something about a door? It was so weird. And a bridge too! What the hell were these two talking about anyway? It was getting annoying…

Mario huffed, standing up and walking towards them. “What’s-a all this?” He asked, looking at the bowl in front of them.

“Well,” 4 said as the two cleared their throats and stepped away from each other, faces red as they remembered there was an audience to their antics, “I thought that maybe we could try making corn pudding with some… modern ingredients.”

“Does this have anything to do with those outfits you two had?” Mario asked.

That was the other thing. The two came back with new clothes too. What? Had they stayed in some 1800’s tourist attraction where everyone dressed and acted like they did back then? Like a live theater type deal? The plumber was immensely confused about all of this.