| ON HAITUS | Translation (Luigi x Reader)

Unnecessary Interruptions

~~{Holy macaroni this is skyrocketing in fame yo hey I love it in space woah it's cold I need a blanket~~}

The lesson continues, with Luigi excelling and swelling with pride the more you praise him.

In fact, with every lesson as the days go by he seemed to improve. He is like a sponge when it comes to knowledge, and that as it turns out is what you admire. And though he pays attention rather well, he can read English now better than speaking or writing it. This came to you as a surprise when you decided to give the man in green novice level books to help improve grammer, and he asked for something harder, obviously through Mario.

Then, something happens.

Bowser.

You've only seen the stubborn, dragon-like turtle monster perhaps once or twice in NDC and a couple more times on wedding flyers, and every time seems to strike fear into you. Though you had to admit, he spiffies up rather well for being such a hideous, fire breathing beast who kidnaps princesses for a living. Or, rather just one in pink.

And along with this, Mario, the noble Italian knight in a bright red shirt and blue denim, would go and save her, every single time. You were absolutely astonished when Mario told you once that he's been doing it for years, and you ask him why he ever bothers now when he's been that successful. He just shrugs and says "I-a mostly do it for cake. But-a then, if I-a don't do it, who will?" . You admit he's rather true on this, not that the Princess is mean or anything.. You just suspected that she's with Bowser and has let him kidnap her for show or something, if she has denied Mario all these years. Poor Mario, he must've been so heartbroken.

So when you went to the Brothers' cottage for another lesson, being that school has been out for the duration that the Princess is gone, you weren't surprised to find Mario gone, and Luigi at home.

"Guessing from no loud stomping upstairs, Mario isn't here?" You joke with a slight grin, sitting down on the couch.

Luigi looks at you from the loveseat for a long moment, a book you gave him in hand, before he clears his throat and says, "Ha fatto una missione di salvataggio, sì- erm, Ye."

You expected him to be a bit slow still, but it's good that he's still learning. "Hm.." you look around the room, before asking, "Luigi, you ever wished you tagged along with him? You know, to make sure he's okay?"

Luigi looks at you again, and gives the thoughtful look that you always found charming. He scrunched his eyebrows together as he rubs his chin, then he makes a 'so-so' hand gesture with an "eh..".

"Mario is-a brave, I-a.. I'm-a not."

"Well your brother says otherwise, and I take his word for it." You say, just a little bit disappointed.

"Take-a 'is word-a?"

"Believe him."

"Oh. I-a don't-a understand." he says softly, shaking his head a little.

"What I just said?"

"No. How am I-a brave? I'm-a not.. " he trails off, a look of frustration on his face consisting of furrowed brows and a small pouty frown. He seems to be struggling for words, so he instead said something else.

"You-a 'eard de ghost-a story, no?"

The ghost story? You raise an eyebrow, confusion written all over your face. Though you do recall one story that Mario would brag about at any change he gets to anyone with the functioning sense of hearing, all you know about it is that Mario got held hostage in a painting, and Luigi came with a vacuum to save him. You can swear you can still hear the Italian, swelling with pride filled tears when he first told you, "My-a baby brother, scared, alone, coming to save my-a stubborn butt from ol' King Boo. So brave, now that's-a true bravery." "Mario are you crying?" "Yes!"

"Uuh, more or less." You finally say, "But Luigi, bravery is not never being afraid or whatever Mario looks like he's doing that crazy son of a gun.. Bravery is beating up your fears and kicking them to the cirb to save others." All this inspirational talking is making you feel like a 18th century president.. "So looking at that, I'd say you're as brave as your doofus of a big brother."

" 'e's-a not a doofus!" Luigi cried out.

"By the stars Luigi did you not hear what I just said?! I'd tackle you if I wasn't your teacher!"

"You-a wouldn't!"

"Oh yes I will..Talk to Mario, I'm infamous for tackling."

He gives you a baffled look at the new word, and you give him the explanation.

"But all in all, we can't be here sitting like ducks when we could be out there, showing that stupid fire snorter who's the bosses around here!" You exclaimed, fired up. Call it the New Donker tendency, but luckily Luigi didn't look like he minded now, thoughtful.

After what felt like an eternity he finally nods, very hesitant however, "Let's-a go, den.."