A Search Under the Table

Y-you said I could have Mario back, so I gathered up my courage to look around! My boots made tiny tapping sounds against the hardwood floor as I crept toward the coffee table. Every creak made my mustache twitch, but I carefully peeked behind a stack of glossy magazines. I didn't spot Mario right away, though I did find a small, hollow cardboard tube resting near the rug. It reminded me a bit of the pipes back home, so I gave it a gentle nudge with my foot just to make sure nothing spooky was lurking inside. I'm still keeping a sharp eye out for him!