Dislcaimer: None of the characters from the realm of Nintendo, including Mario characters, belong to me.
It was a perfect day. The sun was shining brightly, with only a few fluffy clouds, only the slightest of refreshing breezes was blowing, and the weather was warm, but not hot. Absolutely perfect.
Peach sighed happily. "What a beautiful day!" She exclaimed.
Toad, guardian to the princess since she was a little child, agreed. "It is a lovely day, Princess. And not just because of the weather, I assume?" He teased.
Peach blushed, slightly. Of course, a visit from Mario always made things seem brighter. "Yes, Mario is coming for tea, Toad, but I thought you already knew that. Don't you know everything that goes on around here?"
Toad stiffened in mock huffiness. "I hardly claim to know everything." He sniffed.
"Just almost everything." Peach laughed.
"Of course." He frowned for a moment. "Speaking of which, Bowser has been rather quiet lately."
The thought of Bowser was never far from her guardian's mind, but Peach wasn't worried about such things today. "Maybe he's finally given up. Maybe he's finally realized it was hopeless."
"Or perhaps he's plotting something more sinister than ever." Toad murmured. He forced himself to smile. "However, it is unlikely that he will attack today." He lied.
"You're right." She agreed, although both knew that Bowser somehow had the tendency to attack on days when Mario was coming to visit.
Peach sighed again. "I hope Mario gets here soon."
"It shouldn't be too much longer, Princess."
The two stood in comfortable silence for a moment, then, "Toad, do you think Mario, you know . . . I mean, how do you think he feels about me?"
Toad smiled. "I think he feels the same way about you as you feel about him." He replied.
"You think so?"
Peach smiled, and stared off into the distance dreamily. Then her expression changed to one of confusion.
"What is it, Princess?" Toad asked, following her gaze.
"I don't know. I think something's flying in our direction, and quickly." She answered uncertainly.
Something was heading towards them. Something that looked like a magikoopa on a broom.
"Come inside, Princess." Toad said, leading inside, and closing the door behind them.
The two stood in silence, hoping the figure would pass them by. It was no use. Seconds later, the door flew open, and in flew a magikoopa. It was none other than Kammy Koopa.
"You're coming with me, Princess!" Screeched the magikoopa.
"Oh no she's not!" Toad yelled back, stepping in the way.
Kammy laughed. Then she raised her wand, and Toad flew into the closet, which then closed and locked.
"Now, Princess," squawked Kammy, "You're coming with me."
Kammy grabbed the Princess, who, try as she might, could not wiggle free, and flew back out the way she came.
"HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!" Kammy laughed. "Bowser will be pleased."