Unwritten: Diary of a Lean Green Plumber

The Inside Story

11 January 2009

Smash Mansion

Dear Diary,

The Subspace drama is even farther behind us, and Brawl is now firing on all cylinders. Some of the Smashers take the time to thank me for reviving them, even though I had good reason to leave them in their trophified state. I'd always tell them that grudges didn't matter when there was a malevolent being seeking to destroy everything that Super Smash Brothers stood for. I've been all but flooded with calls from Josh, Jules and their wives, along with the Butters. I had to calm them down and assure them that I was okay, just buffeted a bit, and we all managed to triumph over Tabuu and save the tournament. In turn, I expressed my relief that they hadn't been caught in the crossfire. If Tabuu had done anything to them—

But we don't talk about Tabuu anymore. We don't talk about anything Subspace-related anymore. The only proof that it happened was in our newfound closeness. Koopa, Dorf and Wario even apologized to us for everything they'd done due to Tabuu's machinations. The King of Evil also talked things out with the Koopa King after the dust settled, apologizing for his betrayal. Ironically, Koopa was a forgiving soul, and this villainous friendship beat the odds and survived.

During one of my fights today, I was getting a bit overwhelmed by Sonic's speed. So, I grabbed a nearby Assist Trophy and summoned it. When the help popped out, I could barely believe it—and neither could he.

"Luigi?!" gasped Mac.

"Little Mac!" I replied.

"Long time, no see!" said Mac as we hugged. "Is this what you've been up to lately?"

"Yeah," I replied, "along with saving the MK occasionally, and..."

"Josh told me that you faced off with King Boo," said Mac.

"I did," I nodded, "because he was threatening Mario, and that's all you need to know for now. How about you?"

"I'm still in the WVBA," said Mac, "fighting old foes and new, winning titles, losing some and then winning them back. Thank God for Doc—he's keeping my skills sharp."

"But how come you made it to Smash as an Assist Trophy?" I asked.

"After one of my bouts, I was approached by an Alloy acting on Master Hand's behalf," explained Mac. "He said that due to my schedule, I might not be a full-on Smasher, but I could help one of the Smashers during a fight. Then, I asked them how you were doing, and they said that you were one of the best Smashers out there. I just—wanted to see my old friend again."

"Oh, Mac—I'm glad to see you, too," I said. "As a matter of fact, could you...?"

"Of course," smirked Mac, dashing at Sonic and grounding him with a flurry of punches, ending with an uppercut.

"Thanks," I said.

"You're welcome," said Mac. "We'll do lunch!" On those words, he disappeared, and I went back to Brawling against Sonic.

But now that I think about it—I believe Mac deserves a shot as a Smasher in this tournament. I caught snippets of his fights and read about his other exploits on the Internet. With the advent of Facebook, iPhones and Android phones, I was able to catch up on what Mac's been up to. And as always, Josh was a good source of info, as well, as Mac continued to frequent his gym. With his swiftness and boxing skills, Mac could give Nintendo's top fighters a run for their money. And Mario, having officiated at Mac's 1987 go-round, could also testify to that.