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What Dreams may Come

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What Dreams May Come

Hey Lost Girls and other readers, this is Princess Narcissa's 'offical' story, she doesn't appear in this chapter as anything more than a dream, but worry not, she will be an active character soon enough

"Dreaming of a tomorrow, which tomorrow, will be as distant then as 'tis today."
~Lope de Vega


There was spaghetti.

There was lots of spaghetti. More spaghetti  than Mario could probably eat, even if he let Luigi help him. It was a typical dream, and somewhere in his mind the little Italian plumber knew it was nothing more than one, but he couldn't help but be delighted at the sight of so much pasta.

Platefuls of the noodles and sauces covered at least ten tables in a room with no windows and a single door, a strange mist covered the floor. Mario couldn't remember there being mist in any of his other dreams of spaghetti, but each time there was something different right? He seemed to remember there being windows once.

Regardless, Mario's dream-self set to work on clearing the tables of their pasta. Of course since it was merely a dream, he could eat all he wanted and never have enough, but at least it kept him occupied. So occupied, Mario didn't see that he suddenly had company until a strong voice called across the room.

"You have to get out of here."

Mario looked over toward the door which was now open. A young woman stood at the entrance, at first the plumber thought it was his dear friend princess Peach, but the woman's face looked a bit more like Daisy, yet clearly it was neither, for this princess (and she had a silver crown so she must have been a princess) had red hair the fell in two long streaks down her face and across her bosom, and was kept in a low ponytail, fading to blonde like someone had dipped her hair into yellow paint.

Her eyes were purple- no- he looked closer at them as she approached, her eyes, wide with concern, were actually dark blue. It was the abundance of dark purple and mauve she was wearing that made her eyes appear the same color. Bright blue gems decorated the top of her dress, and a black ribbon crisscrossed her abdomen.

She was beautiful, and he blushed as she stopped in front of him.

Mario set down his plate. "Excuse-a me?" he asked.

"The world of dreams isn't safe right now, you must leave!" the woman insisted grabbing his arm and yanking him toward the door.  Mario resisted at first, glancing back at his unfinished spaghetti, but the plates and pasta were moving now and made a strange gushing noise. "Hurry!" The princess pushed him in front of her, "I'll hold them off, but when you get out you have to help me!"

Mario stopped and looked over his shoulder when her hands vanished from his back. "What-a do you-a mean-a!?" He gasped. Behind them the spaghetti plates were piling on top of each other into some sort of pasta monster. His heart started to pound with terror, the kind of fear you only have in bad dreams.

The princess didn't look afraid, she stood defiantly between him and the creature. "You and your brother are heros, the world of dreams needs you. Get Peach and Daisy, they'll know where to find me." She smiled reassuringly and shooed him away like she was telling him not to waste anymore time, "After that I'll take you to where its keeping Bowser, Peach needs to free him before its too late."

"Mario!" A distant voice called.

"Bowsah? What do you mean too late?" Mario shouted back, the room began to quake, and the edges of his dream began to dissolve, but before it disappeared, Mario managed to shout out his last most important question "Who are you?" He could hear her voice yelling an answer toward him, but the words were drowned out before he could catch it.

"Mario!"

His eyes opened slowly, Mario jumped up "Where's the Princess-a?" He glanced around looking for the woman in the purple dress.

"Peach is fine-a." His brother Luigi answered standing up and pushing Mario back into a sitting position. "No sign of Bowsah anywhere today-a surprisingly. This race-a is just-a the kind-a thing, he'd-a like to ruin-a."

"No nono!" Mario insisted, "Not Peach! Princess-a...Princess-a..." Oh darn it if only he'd been able to hear her name. He felt so bad leaving her alone with that monster! She'd called him a hero for heaven's sake!

Luigi waved a finger at him, "Tsk tsk bro, you were-a only dreaming-a!" Mario tried to protest but his brother placed his finger over his lips. "Jeremy is-a almost done-a with your-a Kart, you-a should-a get ready to race-a."

"B-bu-but..." Mario shook his head. It had been just a dream, right? Then why did the danger the princess had warned about feel so real? She'd said something about Bowser, and Bowser hadn't been seen all day, was that what she meant? He couldn't shake the feeling that something really bad was about to happen.

"Okay Mario, that ought to do it!" A voice called from under his kart. A pair of legs in army green pants were sticking out, resting on a wheeled scooter, gloved hands reached out, pushing the ground and sliding the legs owner into view. "Start 'er up, let's have a listen to that engine."

Mario and Luigi bounded over as their mechanic, Jeremy pushed himself off his scooter and climbed into his motorized wheelchair. They would have offered to help, but Jeremy would have declined, he had been in his wheelchair for over a year, he was used to it and asked people not to help him. He wanted to learn to live with his handicap alone.

Still Mario waited until Jeremy was securely in his wheel chair before he got into his kart. Jeremy was a little bit taller than Luigi, with messy blue-black  hair. He wore orange gloves and a black track jacket with red stripes and golden insignias. He was also wearing goggles, but he pulled them to his forehead after a job was completed. Jeremy nodded and Mario started the engine. There was a 'healthy', as Jeremy liked to say, rev, and a single black cloud of smoke puffed out the back before it ran cleanly. "I don't know-a how you-a do it." Mario said patting his kart, "You-a have a gift with-a machines."

Jeremy laughed as he steered his chair toward him. "Its hardly a gift Mario, sir." He patted the kart as well. "I just grew up working on machines, I know what every sound they make is."

Mario clasped Jeremy's shoulder, "No, it's-a gift. You-a better cherish it to-a. You're-a very lucky-a to a still be-a able to work on them."

Jeremy flushed a bit to get such a compliment from the great hero Mario. He'd admired both brothers for years, both for their legendary heroics and for their legendary plumbing. It was an honor when they'd first hired him to do a job for them while they were out rescuing princesses, but when they hired him back more and more, Jeremy thought the only thing that could make him happier would have been to join them on an adventure, something the Marios were considering doing...

Until a piece of equipment fell on top of Jeremy, breaking his legs and causing a serious spinal cord injury. He survived the accident, and managed to recover the financial damage to his shop through various donations, but he would never walk again. It didn't stop the young man from working, he found a way to keep his at his job with the use of his motorized wheelchair and scooters, Jeremy managed to keep his living.

And one day, he hoped, he could go out on an adventure, regardless of his paraplegia.

"Let's get you on the track." Jeremy said pushing a button on his chair and directing it with the steering stick.

"Do you-a evah think about-a entering a race-a on that?" Luigi joked as he followed, his own Kart was already on the track waiting for him. The three men laughed, and Mario parked his Kart and the three gathered in the shade to chat before the race.

"Mario! Luigi!"  

The brothers turned and were both embraced by a flash of pink "Princess-a Peach!" They cried delightedly returning the hugs. Peach was wearing her tight biker suit, with her long hair tied high.

The princess seemed cheerful, even more so than usual. She rattled through the formal good mornings and how are yous, until she noticed Jeremy. Delighted to see a new face she eagerly introduced herself, of course he knew who she was and slipped off his dirty gloves to offer her a clean, albeit scarred hand.

"Hello Princess, my name's Jeremy."  he said.

"And he's-a the best mechanic-a in the Kingdom!" Luigi said clasping his shoulders playfully.

"I'm not really." Jeremy blushed.

Peach merely laughed, "Oh, but if Mario and Luigi say you are then you must be good! Perhaps you could take a look at a few of the royal cars sometime?" She leaned over and kissed Jeremy on the cheek causing the young man to blush.

"What's got you-a in such a good-a mood Princess-a?" Mario asked.

Peach giggled. "Oh, I just had a great dream this morning." Her smile faltered a moment, "Actually it started out sort of scary, well, really  scary. But that all changed, when she came to help me..." Her eyes misted over like she was recalling some fond memory.

"Who?" Jeremy asked wheeling forward slightly. "Who came to help you."

Peach put a hand over her mouth and giggled, "Oh, never mind. You boys wouldn't be interested in a silly little dream about two princesses."

"Daisy?" Luigi asked raising an eyebrow.

Peach only giggled again, "No not Daisy, but you're sort of close."

"Hey! I heard my name! What'cha talking about Peachy?" Daisy called as she approached.

"A dream-a about two princesses-a. Peach and not you." Luigi answered.

"Whaddya mean, 'not me', Peach how could you!?" Daisy teased pretending to be offended that the princess in pink could possibly have any other friends. "Seriously if you were dreaming about another princess, who else could it be but me?"

"I'll give you a hint." Peach teased her back,  "I used to only play with her when you were gone, but then the three of us always played together,"

Daisy's eyes lit up. "You don't mean...?" Obviously Peach knew who Daisy was thinking because she nodded vigorously. Daisy clapped her hand delightedly, "Stars above Peach! What a coincidence, I had a dream about her too!"

Peach and Daisy both began squealing about how amazing it was that they had both had a dream about 'her' and reminiscing about what great times the three of them had together when they were little, but they spoke so fast that only the two girls could understand one another.

"Excuse-a me, but-a who are we-a talking about-a?" Luigi asked. Mario stroked his mustache thinking about the beautiful princess he had been dreaming about before, he considered telling everyone that he too had recently had a dream about a princess that had not been Peach, Daisy, or even their more ethereal friend Princess Rosalina.

An announcement that the race was about to begin stopped him. Peach turned to the boys, "We'll tell you after the race." She said, then she broke into a mischievous grin. "If you win at least!" Peach took off toward her Kart.

Daisy laughed after her. "Yeah, if!" she agreed.

The Mario brothers glanced at each other, and dashed off to the track pausing only to wave back to Jeremy who wished them luck. Each hoped on to their Kart, and shifted in anticipation, waiting for the signal.


"On your mark..."
Just once Peach looked up and down the line, noting that Bowser, King of the Koopas had failed to make an appearance, which she realized was odd because of course Bowser would have attended, invited or not.


She hadn't told anyone, but this time she had sent the Koopa king an invitation. It bothered her that the one time he had received her personal request that he didn't show. Maybe the Bowser would make a sudden appearance when she wasn't expecting it?

"Get set..."

That wasn't all that made Peach uneasy. It was something about her dream. The princess she had dreamed of, her old friend, had warned her that Bowser was in danger.

What did it portend if Bowser really didn't show up at all?

"GO!"
Chapter one of Narcissa's 'official' story. Debating putting this on FF.net. Warning. I ship BowserxPeach, this story will have shades of it, but mostly its OCxOC.
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This is really enjoyable so far, missy. :) Looking forward to more! BTW, "What Dreams May Come" is one of my all-time favorite movies, lol.