You are walking alone in the woods. The sound of constant serenity engulfs you. You take small strides through the brush and canopies of the forest, taking in its natural beauty. It seems like the perfect day for a picnic, which is why you have packed a picnic blanket and some sandwiches. You find a clearing filled with flowers, and sit alone. You watch the world around you in all its glory. In the distance, you hear a faint noise. You turn, but see nothing. You continue eating. You hear it again, closer this time. The sound is familiar, but you can't place exactly what it's from. You decide to investigate. Packing your picnic, you set off in the direction of the noise. You cup your hands to your ear to hear clearly. You hear it again.
"wa...."
You are unable to hear the rest, for it is muffled by the sounds of the woods. You continue on your journey. Again, you hear it. This time, you are able to hear more.
"walu..."
You are certain you've heard this sound before. It appears to be a man with a heavy Italian accent. You walk closer. Suddenly, a rustling is heard from up above. The trees are pulled up from the ground as a tornado approaches. Terrified, you try and flee. This doesn't work, and you are swept up. The sound of the wind makes you feel-wait. It is not wind. It's a person. You listen closer.
"WALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGI"
In the center of the tornado, you see Waluigi spinning at a high velocity. He is the source of the tornado. You gasp at the sight of his gorgeous gloved hands and mustache that must have been crafted by the hands of God himself. You are mesmerized. You call out to him.
"Waluigi..."
He stops spinning, and the tornado ceases. You are falling to the ground. You scream and thrash, but continue falling. Suddenly, a pair of thin hands wrap around you and you are spinning upwards. You look up to see the magnificent face of Waluigi. Just seeing him makes your heart melt.
"Waluigi...thank you..."
He looks at you. You touch his mustache. He smiles.
"WALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGI" he says.
It's the most beautiful sound you've ever heard. You grab on to Waluigi as he spins you all the way out of the forest. He drops you off at your home. You feel disheartened.
"Oh, Waluigi...will I ever see you again, my love?"
He wiggles his mustache.
"WALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGIWALUIGI"
You are taken back by his gentle, kind statement. You are tearing up as Waluigi steps back and begins spinning again, taking him higher and higher, until he reaches the exosphere. You fall to your knees and sob, but you know deep down, that he will return again.
