Chapter One: The Not So Average Morning.

Princess Daisy of Sarasaland. A rough and tumble princess who don't take nothin' from nobody. Not even from the likes of Bowser. Heck, her own subjects were even afraid of her. If for some reason she were to snap and get angry, it was guaranteed that you'd get a chair thrown at your face. However things were...surprisingly calm at the orange princess's desert castle. Nothing bad was going on, and everything seemed normal...albeit very much quiet.

A Dry Bones named Drible-one of Daisy's servants, knew something had to be very wrong. No way in heck was she normally this quiet, or stayed this long at her castle without talking to Peach on her phone. Without hesitation, the Dry Bones knocked on his princess' door. "Madam Daisy?"

A groan came from the other side of the door followed by thumping and rolling. "Yeah yeah, hold your frickin' horses…." came a feminine, yet groggy voice from the opposite side. After a moment or two, the princess opened the door-she was looking very messy with her hair all frizzed out, and her orange floral pajamas wrinkled worse than Kammy Koopa's skin. Her light blue eyes had bags under them, and she looked downright messy.

"Madam Daisy!" Drible gasped, "You look plain terrible!"

"Ugh, thanks for reminding me, buddy." The ginger princess muttered as she rubbed her eyes, "Tell me something I don't know."

"That's just awful. Allow me to prepare your morning bathwater. I brought you the lily petals you enjoy." Drible said cheerfully as he lifted up a basket of white flower petals.

"..." Daisy had no visible reaction, and instead politely denied. "...No thank you, Dribe. I 'preciate it, though. I'll just take a shower." She put on her orange slippers, and started shuffling down the massive hallway of her castle towards the staircase.

"Oh, well then allow me to prepare your special Hazelnut Coffee for you." The skeletal koopa offered.

Internally, Daisy groaned, but didn't want to hurt the feelings of her servant. "...No. Thanks, but I think I can get my own." she replied as they both started walking down the stairs.

Unfortunately, her servant was persistent. "Then how about a nice pancake breakfast like you enjoy every morning?"

Daisy could barely stand her servant's pleas anymore, as she brought her palm to her forehead. No way was she going to let herself be treated like Peach. "No. Thank you," she said to him in a bit more of an authoritative tone. From there, the two made their way into the kitchen where Daisy turned on the coffee machine, "Maybe this'll help."

Sadly, Drible didn't catch the hint and kept trying to address his princess' problems. "Come now, Madam Daisy. There must be something you need. A massage? Some music? A hug?"

"...NO." Daisy finally couldn't take it anymore and let off her steam. "I don't want no help. I don't need any of that crap. Do I look like Peachy to you? Do I?!"

"...N-no, but Madam Daisy, please…" her servant shivered slightly, making rattling noises from his body.

"..." Daisy realized she was going a bit too far and calmed down. "...Sorry. Look, I didn't mean to yell...I just don't need any extra help to do basic things, ok?" She rubbed the undead koopa's head affectionately, "You're a lotta help. Trust me. Just...only come when I need you to, ok?"

Drible felt a bit more comfortable as his princess laid her hand on him. He looked up at her and nodded once. "Of course Madam Daisy. I'll go and see how the others are doing." And with that, the Dry Bones left her in the kitchen by herself.

Daisy sat down in a chair with her coffee, and waited for her servant to leave. "...Whoo. Swear to the Star Spirits I'm glad he's gone."