This choice: Your parents come home early • Go Back...Chapter #18Mother, father, meet Princess Toadstool by: Unknown You hear the door opening and a familiar voice, one that scared you a little.
"Hey we're home." You can hear your mother say. Both her and your mother turn around the corner. They give a smile until they see Princess Toadstool. Everyone but yourself was confused.
"Um, son, who is your friend?" He asked. You introduce them to the princess and the princess to them. Now your father doesn't play games much, so he was a little uneasy about this. However, your mother was a big Nintendo fan. As soon as you told her who she was, she recognized her immediately. The princess got up and shook hands with them.
"It's nice to meet you. Your son is a very good friend." She said. "He's also very fun to play with." You quickly change the subject. No need for your parents to find out what you two did.
"Hey, how about we go out to eat. We can celebrate your return, plus, you can get to know each other better." You say. Your mother's face lights up.
"Yes! What a fantastic idea!" As they turned, you leaned into Princess Toadstool's ear.
"Whatever you do, don't mention the fact that you were naked. Dad would be upset if he found out." you say quietly. She nods.
All of you went to a fancy restaurant. Your parents said they would pay for it so Princess Toadstool could get anything she wanted. The princess took advantage of this, getting almost everything on the menu. It was a good thing your parents were rich.
"So tell me, how did you two meet?" Your father asked.
"I fell through a portal and woke up in your house." Princess Toadstool happily replied. This made you a little uneasy, it looked like she wasn't holding much back. You only hoped she listened to your advice.
"Oh, I see. Hm, I wonder if . . Nah, never mind." You were about to ask what he was thinking, when all of the food arrived. As soon as it was placed in front of the princess, she started eating. Though Princess Toadstool used her manners, she was like a black hole, absorbing anything she could get her hands on. Everything Toadstool ordered went into her mouth: chicken, lettuce, soup, you name it. People, including your parents, stared at her. She didn't mind, though your face started to turn red. After a few minutes, the princess was done. She gave a satisfied sigh.
"Well, it looks like someone was hungry." Your mom said, giggling. Princess Toadstool blushed and apologized. Suddenly, she hiccuped. After a second, she hiccuped again.
"What is . . Hiccup that?" She asked. You explained to her. Though it seemed weird, she probably didn't get them very much back in the mushroom kingdom. Your parents smiled and told her what to do. She nodded and listened to every instruction. You smiled, they seemed to be getting along. That was good, you didn't know how long Princess Toadstool would be staying.
You all went home that night, satisfied. On the way, you explained the problem. Though your dad was uneasy (again), your mother excitedly nodded. After all, Peach, or in this case Toadstool, was her favorite video game character.
"One condition, you can't go into the basement. That's where I do my work. Don't go into our bedroom either." Your dad said.
"Oh, and don't think of sneaking into his room." You mother said, pointing to you. "We wouldn't want you two to have 'fun'. She winked at both of you. You understood that she was implying that the princess should, but you didn't know if the princess got that.
That night, you were in bed. You were only in your underwear. You hoped Princess Toadstool would come up to see you. You wanted to talk to her. If she didn't come, you may have to go see her yourself. She was currently in the living room on the couch. That was she was told to do by your parents. You quietly waited.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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