Before we begin, one last reminder: this is a slash-fic, between 2 male Mario characters. If you're not into that, you shouldn't read this. If you are into it or feel open minded, read along.
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Let's get this cleared up:
You're a moron.
I don't get how you've been missing it for so long. I'm not going to make it easy and spell it out for you. It's not your style and that's not how I want it. But I'm losing my patience, which has never been that high to begin with.
It's been years of the same routine, over and over again. I kidnap the princess; you jump around tons of worlds that I've taken control of, and storm your way to my castle. Have you ever stopped and wondered why I keep at it? You must have.
Everyone else wonders. She does. Her people do. My people. I'm pretty sure your brother does too. So you must have questioned my routine. What I question is how you couldn't figure it out from that.
How could you not see that I'm doing this…all of it…for you?