It was yet another glorious day in Heaven, and everyone was lounging (this included St.Luigi). St.Blue Toad tossed some grapes into his mouth.

St.Yellow Toad was putting up decorations for a party. All the saints watched him zipping around. He sprouted some little wings and floated about like a Sprixie. He put one of those DJ tables there and spun the records. He blared some heavenly music.

St.Mario got up and started swishing his hips everywhere. St.Luigi did constant backflips. St.Peach beat St.Blue Toad's bubble like a drum. St.Daisy joined St.Yellow Toad with the whole "DJ" thing. They all partied and ate and drank and danced, but nobody really sang.

After the party, St.Luigi said, "There's nothing to do."

St.Mario yawned and played his overall straps like a banjo. Then he conked out after he played the Mario Bros. theme song a hundred times.

Everyone, in fact, conked out. Hasn't this been a boring story?