Waluigi and Luigi are walking along the dim hallways of their haunted mansion. It is bleak and gloomy, like the White House.
Luigi: Man... Where do we have to go next?
Waluigi: Why do I have to be here again?
Luigi: Cuz if you don't stay and help me, I'll post these photos of you in a bikini on the Internet.
Waluigi: ...
They make it to a door where they hear disgusting noises from within. They enter and find banana peels all over the floor.
Luigi: Dang... Are you sure Wario didn't break free?
Waluigi hits him. They go over to the cabinet and open it.
Money Ghost: BOO!
Luigi: You don't scare me.
Money Ghost: Boo?
Waluigi: Nope.
They vacuum up the annoying ghost. Then they go to the table and see an obese ghost eating something. They are repulsed by his eating, which looks like he's making out.
Waluigi: Hey! Hey Tubby! It's time to put the fork down!
The ghost just continues eating.
Luigi: Your mom is sooooo fat, she needed a crane to eat ice cream instead of a spoon!
The fat ghost still does nothing. Luigi lights his candles.
Luigi: There, at least now he has some light...
Waluigi: You his mom in disguise?
Luigi: NO!
Luigi takes some of the food and eats it. He sees the ghost call for more food.
Luigi: THAT'S IT!!! SUCK LIKE THE WIND!!!
Luigi and Waluigi suck up his food until it's gone. The ghosts panics.
Waluigi: Oh yeah! Now he's gunna show his heart for sure.
The ghost gets really ticked off and starts shooting fireballs wildly.
Luigi: THIS WASN'T WHAT I HAD IN MIND!!!
Mr. Luggs keeps shooting fireballs until he runs out. In this time, George Bush has developed a brain, Brittney Spears stopped getting implants, and Chef Torte had written another chapter of GBT3. Then they flash him (ew...) and vacuum him.
Mr. Luggs: (90)
Luigi: YEAH!!!
Mr. Luggs: (54)
Waluigi: WE'RE BAD!!!
Mr. Luggs gets down to 20 HP and shoots a purple Shroom.
Waluigi: VW IN THE HOOD, YO!!!
They finally suck him up. Then a chest appears from nowhere. They open it and get a lot of money.
Luigi: WE'RE RICH!
Waluigi: Not yet.
They grin and enter the kitchen...