The Plumber Who Cried Werewolf (Luigi x Werewolf! OC) [discontinued]

Chapter II

Oi, Luigi! You got a cake!

Also, for those who don't know what Podtime is, here's a picture of a pretty cool bed.

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It was morning now and Luigi woke up in what he thought was a pipe with a mattress in it. Polterpup had slipped through the pipe and licked his face.

"Hahaha. Goodmorning, Polterpup," he said while scratching the pup's head. "Now where's the- ack!"

Luigi had tried to sit up, but he had forgotten about what happened last night. Now that he thinks about it, he has an even bigger question.

"What happened to my clothes?!" he said. His overalls and green long sleeve shirt were gone leaning him in his shorts he always wore under his overalls. No, not his underwear. Think of these shorts as... I don't know how to describe them... He has shorts under his overalls and over his boxers, let's go with that!

Much to Luigi's surprise, the front part of the pipe slid open to reveal a girl with short pitch-black hair and chocolate brown eyes. Polterpup wagged his tail and barked in delight at her when she had a bone for him.

"Mornin', sleepyhead," she said while kneeling before Luigi. "Hope ya slept well. If ya want, I c'n change your bandaids now or after breakfast."

"Who... who are you?"

"I'm Stephanie. Stephanie Gish," she said as her wolf ears stood straight up. Hold up...

"W-w-wolf ears!?!"

"Yes, those are my ears," she said as she stood up revealing her wolf tail. "Sheesh. You'd think that humans would know 'bout us werewolves by now."

"WEREWOLF!?!"

Stephanie covered his mouth before he could panic. She shushed him while petting his hair.

"You must be one of those outlander folks," she said while climbing into the pipe. Before you ask, yes this "pipe" is bigger than it normally would be so it CAN fit two people. "Some lands don't even tell the tales of my kind 'cause they're afraid. Most would be an' I c'n see why, but please don't be afraid of me... I'm gonna remove my hand an' please for the love of anythin' 'n' everythin' do not panic..."

She slowly removed her hand from his mouth. A part of her was expecting him to continue screaming, but he didn't. He was still scared out of his mind, but he didn't panic.

"Wha-what did you mean by o-o-outlander?"

"Some places on the globe don't like werewolves like me. They went ahead an' made my kind illegal in places we used to call home. If we were to try an' live there, they'd hunt us down until we leave or die. That's what we call outlanders; people who don't have werewolves in their town an' sometimes don't know that we exist."

"O-okay... Where am I? Where's the Mushroom Kingdom from here?"

"Welcome to Texas. Home of large shrimp an' beautiful guns. The Mushroom Kingdom is just a fictional place. Now that that's settled, shall we remove your bandaids now of after you eat?"