The Mushroom Prophecy

'''This is a fanfiction made using all the Mario settings and characters. By jadetheseawing3.'''

Chapter One
“No, no, no,” Peach said, flicking through the racks of her dresses.

“Ooo,” she exclaimed, pulling out a long, lacy dress, imagining herself in it, then discarded it along with the rest. It landed with a aahh on the slightly large pile of clothes now sitting on Peach’s bed.

Peach could hear Goomba assisants nattering away in the hall, arranging lighting for the party. At this, she worked extra hard to find a good dress. Everyone in the kingdom (and further) would be here.

After ten more minutes of useless shuffling, Peach slumped onto her bed.

“What am I going to do, Steve?”

The potted carnivore plant in the corner sighed. Peach threw open the wardrobe doors once more, and glanced at the two final dresses she had left.

Dress one: a beautiful, floaty pink gown without a puffed skirt.

Dress two: a simple green gown with a long, ivy-patterned train.

Peach pulled out the second gown in interest, throwing the pink one on the pile as well. She didn’t usually dress in green. It ruined her style. But, desperate times called for desperate measures, and Peach didn’t want to show up in a hand-me-down from her mother.

“Princess Peach?” a muffled voice said from behind the door. It was a Goomba; Peach could tell from the low pitch of the voice. “The Sarasalandians are here.”

Peach jumped in shock.

Daisy and her father Jon, and her little brother Marx were ''here. Already. ''

“Uh, okay, give me five more minutes,” Peach stuttered, clambering into a more casual outfit. How could they be here? She checked the clock. They were half a day early!

Racing from her room to the grand double doors, Peach threw them open. She was greeted by a brilliant, sunny day, and Peach Gardens was aglow, sunlight bouncing off the emerald hedges and arcing over the majestic, if slightly ostentatious, fountains.

At the end of the white-pebble driveway was a carriage containing the Sarasalandians. It rumbled up the gentle slope to the palace porch, which Peach raced across, nearly slipping on the clean marble.

She ran up to the carriage, her face streaked with a mixture of excitement and horror, just as Toadsworth pattered down the road beside Peach, not even noticing the princess’ presence, and opened the door for Daisy to step out.

The princess of Sarasaland looked beautiful in a stunning, ankle-length orange-yellow gown.

'''To be continued sooner or later..... '''