"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"No."

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

"Hm, let me think about it... no."

"Aw, come on!"

"No."

Luigi and Mr. L were standing on a dark, shiny floor, surrounded by, you guessed it, dark shiny walls. Above them was a dark shiny ceiling. Good for looking at your reflection, don't you think?

If any of you are wondering where this place is, it's inside Mr. L's mind. Or soul. I dunno yet. Anyway, they were standing in front of each other an having an argument-slash-discussion about Brobot. Luigi wanted to see Brobot, and being Mr. L's alter-ego, he was asking quite politely to see him.

Mr. L, being Luigi's alter-ego, was denying.

"I'd sooner switch rooms with O'Chunks than let you in my room!" sneered Mr. L.

"Alright then!" said Luigi. "You switch rooms with O'Chunks, then I get your permission to go into your ex-room and look at Brobot!"

"No."

"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-ase?"

"No."

"Screw you," said Luigi, though he didn't snap it. He just said it. Which is obviously why I used "said" as the speech tab.

"I heard that," said Mr. L.

What? How can you hear it?

"Have you guys realised that you are practically demolishing the fourth wall?" inquired Luigi.

Hah! Inquired. What a weird word.

"Screw the fourth wall," snapped Mr. L.

See? I just used "snapped" as a speech tab! I am awesome.

"She is," pointed out Mr. L.

"You just said that because her username is 'MrLRocks78'," retorted Luigi.

"Great work, Sherlock."

I like My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. How about you guys?

"You wrote a fanfic about us and the Mane Six," growled Mr. L. "You know we like it."

I was talking to Luigi.

"Technically, you're typing," interrupted Luigi.

Okay, this is getting us nowhere!

"You can say that again," muttered Mr. L.

Okay, this is getting us nowhere!

"I didn't mean it literally," said Mr. L quietly.

"He didn't mean it literally," chirped Luigi.

I like birds. They chirp. And the birds of prey are awesome!

"You call this a fanfic?" exclaimed Mr. L angrily.

Hah. See? I made you angry, all because I typed in "angrily".

Mr. L performed a face-palm.

"Cool!" piped up Luigi. "He did!"

"Good Grambi, make it stop!" moaned Mr. L.

Okay.

The End. Please review!