Lovers panic

Mario's eyes glared as it was definitely not his day. Many wrong, glitchy things made his lover panic... actually, the second rule of life on the Internet (after, of course, "Don't screw yourself over!") is "Don't panic!", but SMG4 was incredibly good at panicking, and as Mario discovered , including because of these things. Many of these things would probably make Lafretto Lugachivdrelododep, known as the "Two-throat puta from Kleesmophole Two-Two-Eight," blush in many shades of red. And now - SMG4 was panicking, which meant no hugs, which meant no hugs for Mario, which meant NO hugs for Mario the Plumber, which meant NO HUGS for the Most Famous Italian Plumber, Mario. Do you realise where this leads? Whatever can happen to Mario, who is extremely irritated from a lack of hugs, who in this state is prone to all sorts of stupid things, such as kidnapping himself, or almost suicide, or, in especially advanced cases, the destruction of entire races, or, not so rarely happening, harassing SMG4 in public. So, a rather tense Mario sat on the captain's bridge of J's ship, listening to SMG3 drone on about various terrible things that were about to happen, had already happened, or were happening right now. — It's terrible, isn't it? It's always like this... — Yes, it's terrible! I can't get enough hugs!!! - he exclaimed for the first half of the day, and for the second half of the day he got drunk on melted spaghetti. The likelihood that he would have a party, and even with SMG4, was very, VERY... BINGO! — OOH YEAH, BABY, TODAY I WILL HAVE THE HUGEST HUGS IN MY LIFE!!! A few hours later, after a long, hot, truly masculine party, Mario savored one thought: “I love cars, to make my life more likely to be lucky...