• Rosalina had been depressed ever since the small, red-clad plumber had left after saving his "special one", taking his taller brother with him. Princess Daisy... She thought bitterly, remembering the stories Luigi had told her of this yellow wearing princess. After realizing she had fallen in love with Luigi, she had hated the spunky princess he had told her about. She suddenly realized she was being stupid, grabbed her wand, placed her crown on her head, and teleported to the Mushroom Kingdom.

    Though it had been nighttime in space, broad daylight shone on her as she found herself standing on the hill where her mother had been buried. She could see the small cottage where the plumbers lived, remembering what Luigi had told her when they used to sit in the library, sharing stories and discussing matters. She began racing down the hill, towards the small house. She knocked on the door and was greeted by Mario.

    "Rosalina!" He exclaimed.

    "Hello, Mario. Is your brother here?" She responded.

    "Just a moment." With that, he turned around and yelled back into the house, "Luigi, door!" He then pointed to a rock. "Wait there." Mario told her.

    Within moments, Luigi came around the corner of the house. He saw Rosalina sitting there. "Rosalina! Is everything all right?" He asked worriedly. He couldn't think about the Lumas, if they were hurt.

    "Now, it is..." Rosalina said, slipping down of the rock. With that, she bent down slightly to kiss his lips.

    Rosalina was jolted out of her memories as her child started crying. Her HUMAN child. Luigi had married her in the short time she was on Earth, and now lived with her in the Observatory. Her daughter had her fair pale blonde hair, but Luigi's dark blue eyes. She picked up her small child and began rocking her. "Shhh, Destiny... It's all right. Do you want Mama to read her storybook to you?" With that, she sat down, her two-year-old in her lap, as she picked up the book she used to read to the Lumas. She began to read, with Luigi standing in the doorway, gazing proudly at his daughter and wife.