Luigi sat on a bench in the mushroom kingdom plaza, sulking. Mario was getting an award for bravery and courage and some other stupid thing that apparently Luigi didn't have.
He was tired of being the second player, the one who does the same amount of work and gets no credit. Sure, he got to be the star in a few games, but every one of them got bad reviews.
"What does he got that I don't got?" Luigi said under his breath.
"I thought it would be obvious at this point." Luigi was startled by the young toadett sitting next to him, she was reading a book and hadn't said a word to him untill now.
"What's obvious?"
"Why he is so popular." She said, without looking up from her book.
"Ok... I'll bite, why is my brother so much more popular? What makes him different than me?"
"Think about it, it's really obvious. What is the difference between you and him?"
"...The Color?"
"No."
"Then what, the only difference between me and my brother are our names, colors and... and..."
"...and?"
"...And mario is a FATASS!"
"Bingo."
"What?
"Bingo."
"...You mean people like him because he's FAT?!"
"Yep."
"That doesn't make any cence!"
"It didn't to me at first either but think about the other examples. I mean, all of Wario's games are succesful. Yoshi, Kirby, Pacman, even you had alot of popularity back in Super Mario World when you weighed about the same as Mario."
"So you're saying that in order to be more popular, I need to gain weight?"
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