"What's the-a-matter?! A little too light weighted!?" Mario sticks his tongue out in taunt.
"Come'on! Bring it on! I-a-can handle all of ya!"

To his dilemma, they took his challenge serious and tons of different ghosts,
surfaced from every corner. The situation turned drastic. The now, discouraged Mario
lost his speech in return. 
 (Mama-Mia! Maybe I-a-shouldn't have done that!)

Whether he chose to stay and battle the mob, which was rather insane or decided to run,
one thing was certain. Mario was enormously outnumbered. 
"This is-a-not the time to be-a-fooling around! I've gotta-a-find Luigi and quick! King
Boo won't-a-get to fulfill his objective and torture Weege! I won't let him! Not as long as
I still have the chance to warn him first!" He ran as fast as his feet would permit, yet it
still wasn't enough to outrun the mob of sadistic Boos. They were in a hot pursuit of not
letting their prisoner escape.

"Stop running!"

"You Coward!"

"I'll BITE your head off!!!!"

"YOU'LL NEVER FLEE FROM OUR KINGDOM!!!"

On the coming side of the path Mario saw another horde of unwanted companies flying
his way.
"Holy Molly! There's-a-no end to this!" Before Mario collided with his pursuers, his eyes
spotted an old fire extinguisher on the wall.
"It's-a-old and rusty, but-a-it'll be worthwhile trying!"  He quickly grabbed the metal
bottle and sprayed it all around him. Now, the ghosts couldn't smell, or see their fugitive. 
This was his golden chance and Mario made a sharp turn through the stout mist into the
nearest room at the moment.....the kitchen.

He frantically slammed the door shut and brought any piece of furniture against the door,
though he thought it wasn't gonna be much of a help anyway. For a second of rest, Mario
quickly wiped sweat off his forehead and leaned against the cramped mess in front of the
door.
 "Oh man! If I-a- knew this place was gonna-a-be haunted this bad I-a-would've called
the Ghostbusters along!"

Mario was allowed just a breath of tranquility before a small drawer awoke and raised
something. Through the moon light's reflection on it silvery surface, Mario saw the beam
of the knives floating in the air.
"Oh no..." he whispered in reluctance.

~*~*~ At the same time ~*~*~

Luigi remained quiet at his spot on the carpet floor of the parlor in an effort to recover
from the assault. He lifted his head and starred across the room at the girl who had saved
him from an unknown beast that scared his flesh.

"Daisy?" he questioned uneasily.  "I-Is that re-really you? What are you doing here?
What in the world just happened?" As his questions rose so did his binding pain around
his shoulder. It all filled his mind until he became irritated by his state and her sacred
silence. "Say something!" He demanded so as to make sure that he wasn't dreaming. At
least, he hoped he was and that he would wake up in his bedroom at home and far away
this presence.

 His vision clouded when she flashed an encouraging smile. Luigi naturally blinked and
noticed that her body had disappeared into thin air.
"What?" he sounded in realization.  "Was I.....hallucinating?" He rubbed his eyes off his
blood and winced at the soreness, which was obviously a sign of reality. His right hand
lazily surfaced over his scared shoulder. He shakily stumbled as he tried to stand up only
to fall down again. 

"I wasn't even fully into this mission and I am already injured. Who said it was my lucky
day.." Luigi cynically mumbled. As if things weren't already shifting away from him, a
small creature cast its shadow on the floor in front of him showing its advancement
toward him. "Oh com'on! Not right now! " Luigi thought of his vacuum, but the light
nozzle of the Poltergust 3000 probably wouldn't even scratch anything, nor would
sucking be of any help, because he'd only be dragged across the room helplessly clinging
onto it. The P3000 wouldn't  really do much for him right now. But then, he spotted some
glass shards on the ground which broke off the window earlier. Luigi had some thoughts
and didn't want to take the chance to die here without truly confronting the haunted
residence. He slowly reached for a dagger-like piece and waited for his guest to come.
Once the figure approached close enough, Luigi fiercely flung about with the razor end of
the glass about to slice....

"WOAH! Hold it there youngster!" The figure yelped in fright and waved his hands in
defiance to be stabbed by his own trainer. "It's me. E. Gadd!" 
Luigi heavily sighed in relief, dropping his defense.
"E. Gadd, please don't do this.  I've been through all sorts of stuff now."

"Hehe, I'm aware."

Luigi leaned on his hands and glanced at the room's roof.
(Mario....where are you?....)

~*~*~In the kitchen ~*~*~

The tiny cutting utilities silently hovered in the air. Mario anxiously kept his watch on
them and naturally gulped which triggered the knives to madly dash his way. Their
target...his head. Luigi would've found his brother on the kitchen floor, immediately
dead, if it hadn't been for his quick reflexes.
"Phew! That was-" *KLONG!* He swiftly tilted his head to the left as one blade bore
itself into the wood. Mario had a second or so to watch each knife attempting to stab him.
He alertly ran along the walls over to an exit on the opposite side.  The other knives
followed and erratically flung after like killer bees toward the plumber.

Mario's jumping skills evaded the incoming attacks, but something suddenly tore him
back. He spun his head and saw a knife had nailed his overalls to the wall.
"Dang it!" Before he could free himself more needles pinned him against the room. His
arms and legs hung like a bunch of clothing on a wardrobe. He couldn't move and now
he was the easiest red target in the world. Mario struggled with all his strength. He
awaited the next edgy blade to hit, but to his surprise it never pierced his body. He
glanced over to were the drawer was. Obviously it ran out of cutting utilities, and
thinking the danger was over.....was far off from the end. 

Pots, pans, cupboards, shelves and even the fridge violently shook, coming to life!
"What?!" chocked Mario in between. The stove pit flames until a bundle of fire balls
emerged. Their tiny red buttons laughed out in joy, mocking Mario which really upset
him.
"What are you-a-snickering about, you-a-spark of candle fire!?" The spirits of fire were
angered and decided to teach him never to mess with them, especially when you're
plastered. They twisted themselves into curls and a snake-like flow, creating a fire
breathing dragon! Mario's eyes widened in horror. The serpent's eyes greedily preyed
upon the defenseless plumber. It opened its jaws letting its fiery roar force against his
eardrums.

Mario felt the room temperature rising. He cursed under his breath and the lizard swayed
slowly making its way to its dinner.
"Luigi..."

~*~*~ In the Parlor ~*~*~

"Thank the souls you're ok! Your horrifying screams sent chills down my spine! I
thought you were a goner!" E.Gadd reached his hand into his pocket. "I brought some
herbs for the wound."

"Thanks, Profs!" E.Gadd sprayed a liquidly fluid across Luigi's shoulder, which caused
him to wince a little.

" My gosh, it's a pretty deep wound! An unusual one too.." he suspiciously scrutinized
the cut. 

"What-OUCH!......What do you mean?"

"Nah, don't worry about it." The bandages were tightly wrapped and he was ready to go.   
"It should start recovering within the next couple minutes or so. I use very strong herbs
that are extinct."

"Smelly ones too..ugh...." He covered his nose in discomfort.

"Just because these plants heal injuries quite well, they do leave a fragile wound open.
So, try not to move too much."

"Gotcha."

" Say, Luigi, do you happen to know about those small gas-like creatures called Boos?"

"Unfortunately, yeah, Mario and I only encountered them in spooky places like castles
and abandoned houses. (Please don't tell me they're here too...)"

"And King Boo?" Luigi blinked a couple of times.

"He's the leader, yes?" The little man nodded. 

"King Boo ain't like any other ghost." He paced around with Luigi carefully listening.
"He's truthfully heartless and full of vengeance. I bet my portrait paintings," he sadly
sighed "if I had any....that he had planed this whole plot out just to avenge all his loyal
subjects you two might've humiliated in the process. I'm certain that he longs for the
Mario Brothers blood to shed. And he might've already-."
 
"No! Mario isn't like that to lose!" He anxiously responded in reluctance. "He never lost
to Bowser, and won't give in to a freaky gas ball! Never!" Both suddenly were taken in
by a horrifying scream.

"AAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!" an Italian voice echoed through the
halls..

"Mario!" E.Gadd and Luigi cried out in union.

~*~*~At the scene of the crime ~*~*~

The fire serpent neared the immobile Mario until they were face to face. It curved a
sadistic smirk and the hero felt like as if he was breathing in Bowser's hot breath. A loud
smash filled the room, followed by Luigi and the professor stepping onto the kitchen
tiles.

"Luigi!?"  Mario called out in surprise. The dragon sharply turned away from its prey and
drew its attention toward its invaders.
"Look out!!!!" Mario tried warm them for it immediately aimed for the two. They hardly
dodging the attack by 2 inches. The door that used to stand there went ablaze, and shortly
after had been razed by the hot scales of the ghostly dragon.

"What a monster!! I never knew the supernatural were capable of this! " E.Gadd panted.

"Well, profs. You know it now!" The snake-like creature flung another assault, and this
time Luigi had to roll E.Gadd over too.  

"Mama-mia! This thing snaps as quickly as a whip does!"  The aggressive beast certainly
occupied Luigi's vision, but then in the shallow background he spotted a hose lying in an
open cabinet. He thought and came up with a strategy, but both better had to be quick
enough if they didn't want to catch on fire like the door did.

"Professor, I have a plan!"

"Yes?"