: killerwolf101

(Scene: Comet Observatory, which orbits around Earth)

(New wing of the Observatory: office lobby run by Lumas, and then a huge room in the back that kind of looks like a planetarium)

(Goomba is sitting in a lounge chair, looking upward, where a projection of the Milky Way is moving across the ceiling. Rosalina sits behind him, scribbling down on a notepad)

: And then...and then he ran right towards me! Like he was gonna eat me! And I woke up...and no one was there.

: Gracious. So you're having nightmares and hallucinations about Bowser?

(Goomba nods)

: Well, it's understandable, seeing as how he died only a few weeks ago... Relax, Goomba, this is just your subconscious speaking out. Some depth of you is still afraid of Bowser, even though he's gone.

: Ya think so, Dr. Rosalina?

: I'm positive. It'll fade eventually. Exercising, reading, participating in group activites and otherwise districting yourself will help. (Scribbles on her notepad) Besides that, I'm also prescribing you with anti-depressants and some medication that will help with your hallucinations.

: Yer the best, Dr. Rosalina! (Leaves) (Luma enters)

: What was that, you're ninth Goomba today?

: I'm getting a lot of clients from Bowser's army. They either miss him so much they're getting depressed, or they're still so afraid of him that they're having nightmares and hallucinations.

: Well, whatever the case, I'm glad you set up this little practice - with the amount of coins we're pulling in, we'll be able to stay at the Beach Bowl Galaxy year round!

: Luma! That's not why I set this practice up! I'm trying to help people and - Oh, never mind. Who's my next client?

: Lemme see here... (consults clipboard) Oh, it's your boyfriend.

: "Boyfriend"? (realization) You mean Luigi? He's certainly not my boyfriend.

: Could've fooled me. According to the logs, the last three times he visited, the appointment lasted for three hours straight.

: (blushing) That's not because...! Luigi was stalling!

: Mmm-hmm.

: Luma, just because Luigi enjoys my company doesn't mean that I...

: Sure. You know, we've got a bet going on in the employee lounge. Ten star bits says he'll ask you out today.

: What! (angrily) Just send him in, Luma!

(Luma ducks out, snickering. A second later, Luigi enters, holding something behind his back)

: (professionally) Luigi. Welcome. Please, come in.

: Hello, Miss a-Rosalina. (Fidgets by the door)

: Uh, Luigi? I said you could come in.

: Oh! A-yes! (Scoots inside)

: Why don't you sit down? (frowns) Erm, what's that you're holding behind your back?

: What, a-this? Oh, it's-a just... (blushes, then thrusts a huge box of chocolates towards Rosalina) Here. This is-a for a-you.

: (blushing) Oh my! Um...thank you. (opens the box) Oh, with cashews! My favorite. And...hm, what's this? Two movie tickets? To see War of the Wigglers?

: It's-a playing this a-weekend. If-a you're not a-busy -

: (beet red) Erm, yes, well..thank you, Luigi. Why don't you sit down, so we can begin?

: Okay. (Sits on the couch)

: Do you want the planetarium on?

: Yes, a-please.

(Rosalina turns on projector, which shines a simulation of the night sky onto the ceiling)

: So tell me how you're feeling today, Luigi.

: (sighing) A little a-better.

: How's Mario?

: Still-a trying to find a a-job. But no one will-a have him after he-a blew up that a-house...

: After he what?

: And-a since we owe back taxes, the-a IRS is-a levvying our bank accounts!!

: Oh dear. I'm so sorry, Luigi.

: Oh a-Rosalina, I-a knew you cared! (crushes Rosalina in a huge hug)

: EEP! Luigi! Stop that!

: (sits back down) Sorry.

: (in shock) That's...okay. Why don't we talk about you and Daisy?

: (begins sobbing)

: Luigi? Are you all right?

: (sniffing) Things have-a gotten a-worse! She...she a-doesn't like me anymore!

: I'm sure that's not true.

: It a-is! She's-a going out with a-Waluigi!

: What! Truly?

: It was-a all over the a-Net! A-pictures and a-everything!

: Stars. I'm so sorry, Luigi.

: Oh, a-Rosalina! I knew you a-cared! (leaps up again, but she dodges this time)

: Luigi, stop that!

: Sorry, I-a just -

: I know you're stressed, Luigi, I completely understand. But I am a doctor, and you are my client. Can we please keep things that way?

: Okay.

: Good. Right, well, why don't we talk about where you plan to go from here?

: (sits back on the couch) A-right! I've got to-a hatch a plan to a-win Daisy back!

: I didn't exactly mean that...

: I've-a got to prove to her that I'm-a awesome! Joining the-a Bowser Boys didn't-a work, so I've-a got to try something else!

: The "Bowser Boys"?

: It's a a-motorcycle club. Wario-a kicked me out after I-a crashed his bike.

: ... All right. Well, do you want my advice?

: A-yes please.

: Well, if you really want to win Daisy back, make her -

: A-jealous! That's-a it! (points to Rosalina) You should-a go on a date with-a me, and we'll-a make Daisy jealous!

: (blushes) What? No, Luigi!

: Oh.

: If you really want Daisy to come back to you, you've got to show her that you care for her.

: Show her that I-a care for her?

: Yes. Be friendly with her and support her, but don't push her into trying to break up with Waluigi. While showing that you like her, you also have to respect her feelings for Waluigi and... Luigi? Luigi?

: A-sorry. What were you saying?

: (exasperated) I was saying that you need to show her that you care, while at the same time respecting her decision of who she decides to devote her time to.

: ...

: Luigi?

: That's a-it! I've a got it! I-a know exactly what I-a have to do to prove to Daisy that I'm-a awesome! (leaps up and hugs Rosalina again) A-thank you, Dr. Rosalina! (bolts from the room)

(a minute later, Luma enters, looking agitated)

: Hey, Rosie, call Mario, will you? Luigi hopped on the last shuttle back to the surface without paying the bill and... (blinks) Rosalina?

: (stunned) ...

: Rosie? Are you okay?

: Fine, I just... (gulps) I've just got a bad feeling in my stomach. A bad feeling about things to come.

: (snorts) Lemme guiess. He asked you out and you said yes?

: ... 💢

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A/N: This one was actually tougher to write. It may be edited.

Thanks for reading, though! And as always, I appreciate suggestions and comments!