Daisy is now 8 months pregnant. She was in bad mood of hurting her back.

Luigi brought her some hamburger. "Daisy, I brought you some hamburgers, so I don't want you to get starve to death."

Daisy started to growl at him. "Hamburgers?" she asked. "Really?"

Luigi began to feel nervous.  "What's wrong, Daisy?" he asked.

Daisy sighed with a depress face. "I'm sorry, Luigi," she closed her eyes, she look tired. "I had depression. It's been 8 months since I was being pregnant with our unborn baby."

"Well, I know I can cheer you up," Luigi gave her a smile, he was giving her a present. "It's a picture just you and-a me!"

Daisy gave him a sad smile. "Thanks, Luigi." She put the picture on a wall.

"No problem!" Luigi smiled.

"But first of all, will you bring me some ice cream?" Daisy snapped.

"Ummm.... Daisy.... I don't think I should give you some--"

"I WANT ICE CREAM, NOW!" Daisy yelled at his face.

"Okay...." Luigi ran to get some ice cream.