" oh, waluigi! " peach slowly walked in with a smile, and something in her hands — a large, freshly baked cake. covered in white, purple, and yellow icing, it had various edible decorations placed on top. from tennis rackets, baseball bats, to waluigi's signature flipped ' L '... in the center of the cake was waluigi's face, which had the most goofiest smile and the words ' i'm number one ! ' plastered underneath. " it took me all morning, but i made this just for you.. happy birthday !! "
—at the call of his name, the plumbers head ‘ticked’ at the royals voice, “ yea’ wah’t is it...princess??- ” unknown of her positive stature, assuming he was getting CAUGHT for doing something previously. feeling helpless if he ran, the italian kept put- his unforgiving attitude already presented through his horrible body language. surely, coming from the ruler of the mushroom kingdom, whatever the princess was calling him for wasn’t GOOD news.
eyes stern, the man looked at her with a watchful eye, & oblivious at first to the HUGE dessert she carried within her arms …taking a few seconds for the gift to register, all that was returned was a slow stare in awe, his chin dropping in amazement. that couldn’t be for HIM! ( utterly ridiculous if it WAS, he surely didn’t deserve it )
noticing the glorious arrangement of colors, then the extra decals, & the effort put into this work was astounding!! mouth still open ( for an awkward amount of time ), he physically shook his head to be sure of what he’s SEEING. a mixed bag of emotions took hold, between shock, confusion, and happiness. someone… THOUGHT of him! -& actually knew things that he ENJOYED!
his face hot, waluigi’s face was covered with a deep hue of RED (to his dislike), his face blushed deeply by peach’s appreciation! the man was an emotional happy-fool, too ecstatic to convey his emotions. he was absolutely certain this was NO trick, this was a genuine, thoughtful gift from someone that he KNEW! before today, he considered this an impossibility!
his hands fluttered to his face, covering the enormous smile upon his features. he approached her casually, a stammering mess: “ -t-that’s for-a… M-ME?? ” he began, pointing to the cake, admiring his portrait within the center. then placing his hands upon his chest, returning a much deserved thank you: “ it’s-a so ‘WAHN-DERFUL!’ thank you so much-a!! ” if anyone was ‘number 1′ that day, it was princess peach in his book!