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The Koopa King looked at the green sky above, and the abundance of weird bellflower-like fungi with one question in his mind. Where the heck am I?! Stomping around, crushing the little green pod-bearing plants that were almost grass beneath his feet, he mumbled curses under his breath.
Who or whatever that hairy little weirdo was who’d sent him here was gonna get it!
Some kind of giant turtle… slug… thing walked over on its slimy tendril-toes, looked at him, and walked right by.
“Yeah! Keep walkin’, buddy!” He yelled at it, looking for literally any sign of where he was.
This sure as heck ain’t the Mushroom Kingdom…
As he thought this, a long shadow passed over him, and before he had time to look up, he was snatched under the arms by a pair of huge, scaly blue hands.
“HEY! Leggo!” Bowser tried to fight his way out of his captor’s grip, but thought otherwise the minute he saw how far up they’d gotten. Looking up to see a blue dragon with big, goofy teeth and a fuzzy blue beard, he roared “PUT ME DOWN, YOU HAIRY LIZARD, OR I’LL POUND YA INTO NEXT WEDNESDAY!”
“Ooh, is that a promise~?” the dragon asked with a wink.
“Not like THAT, you tubby creep! Put me down before I roast ya!”
“Hehehe, I like a good roast, O hunchbacked butt-chin turtle with consent issues~” Paph chuckled, fully aware of his own hypocrisy.
Bowser snarled. “THAT’S IT, GET READY TO BE BARBECUED, YA BIG-” Bowser’s speech was cut off when he felt himself slam onto the hard, rocky ground.
“We’re here! Now, anything you want me to do before I add ya to my hoard? Give ya a kiss? Maybe lick your armpit? Or maybe, I could play with your-”
Bowser spat a fireball at the dragon, who lept out of the way just in time, suffering little more than some singed fur.
“Alright, I see how it is~ Loral zikhathiza!” the dragon incanted as a golden glow began to surround the Koopa King.
“What the heck?! What’re you-” Bowser stopped when he looked at his hand. It had turned to sold gold, and the rest of him was following suit! “WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!”
“Hehehe, what’s it look like, silly~? I’m turning you to gold!”
“NO! I don’t wanna be soli-” Bowser’s objection was cut off as his mouth froze, and the rest of his head followed. A golden sheen took over his vision, as he was stuck looking at his frozen hand.
“There, now~” the dragon said, as he strained to pick Bowser up.
The rest all seemed to happen in fast-forward, one moment the dragon was draggin’ (heh) him inside a nearby cave, and next thing the koopa knew, his face was suddenly all wet, and he was being blasted by hot, steamy dragon breath.
“Hehehe, Gosh, what lucky find, on Bowser Day! You’re one dedicated fan, to make yourself look just like him.” the dragon punctuated this sentence with another long, slobbery lick on Bowser’s nose. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you really were him!”
Bowser mentally growled, and he suddenly felt a telepathic “channel” open in his mind. So, he gave the big loaf a piece of it. “FAN?! I AM the real Bowser, you idiot! When I find that furry creep who sent me to this world, I’ll-” Bowser’s angry rant was interrupted by another wet kiss from the big blue dork.
“GAH! QUIT SLOBBERIN’ ALL OVER ME, YOU DUMB HAIRY LIZARD!”
The dragon chuckled at this, and lied on his elbows as he looked at the koopa king admiringly. “You talk just like him, too. You’re quite the roleplayer! You and I oughta have some fun, together, sometime~”
“It ain’t roleplaying! How are you this dumb?! I. AM. BOWSER. PERIOD!”
The dragon dismissed him with a limp wrist. “Sure, sure, whatever you say. Let’s say I believe you, how’d you get here from the Mushroom Kingdom?”
“I told you! Some furry chucklehead said something about a ‘present for a friend’, and next thing I knew, I was here!”
The dragon scratched his chin thoughtfully. “Furry chucklehead, huhhhhh~?” he grinned. “Yeah, that sounds about right.” He began to walk off, giggling to himself.
“HEY! YOU GET BACK HERE AND CHANGE ME BACK!”
Briefly, the dragon looked back at him. “Think of it this way. You kidnap people all the time, right? I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine~ So long-a, Bowser!”
Bowser silently grumbled.
This was gonna be one long Bowser Day.
Who or whatever that hairy little weirdo was who’d sent him here was gonna get it!
Some kind of giant turtle… slug… thing walked over on its slimy tendril-toes, looked at him, and walked right by.
“Yeah! Keep walkin’, buddy!” He yelled at it, looking for literally any sign of where he was.
This sure as heck ain’t the Mushroom Kingdom…
As he thought this, a long shadow passed over him, and before he had time to look up, he was snatched under the arms by a pair of huge, scaly blue hands.
“HEY! Leggo!” Bowser tried to fight his way out of his captor’s grip, but thought otherwise the minute he saw how far up they’d gotten. Looking up to see a blue dragon with big, goofy teeth and a fuzzy blue beard, he roared “PUT ME DOWN, YOU HAIRY LIZARD, OR I’LL POUND YA INTO NEXT WEDNESDAY!”
“Ooh, is that a promise~?” the dragon asked with a wink.
“Not like THAT, you tubby creep! Put me down before I roast ya!”
“Hehehe, I like a good roast, O hunchbacked butt-chin turtle with consent issues~” Paph chuckled, fully aware of his own hypocrisy.
Bowser snarled. “THAT’S IT, GET READY TO BE BARBECUED, YA BIG-” Bowser’s speech was cut off when he felt himself slam onto the hard, rocky ground.
“We’re here! Now, anything you want me to do before I add ya to my hoard? Give ya a kiss? Maybe lick your armpit? Or maybe, I could play with your-”
Bowser spat a fireball at the dragon, who lept out of the way just in time, suffering little more than some singed fur.
“Alright, I see how it is~ Loral zikhathiza!” the dragon incanted as a golden glow began to surround the Koopa King.
“What the heck?! What’re you-” Bowser stopped when he looked at his hand. It had turned to sold gold, and the rest of him was following suit! “WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!”
“Hehehe, what’s it look like, silly~? I’m turning you to gold!”
“NO! I don’t wanna be soli-” Bowser’s objection was cut off as his mouth froze, and the rest of his head followed. A golden sheen took over his vision, as he was stuck looking at his frozen hand.
“There, now~” the dragon said, as he strained to pick Bowser up.
The rest all seemed to happen in fast-forward, one moment the dragon was draggin’ (heh) him inside a nearby cave, and next thing the koopa knew, his face was suddenly all wet, and he was being blasted by hot, steamy dragon breath.
“Hehehe, Gosh, what lucky find, on Bowser Day! You’re one dedicated fan, to make yourself look just like him.” the dragon punctuated this sentence with another long, slobbery lick on Bowser’s nose. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you really were him!”
Bowser mentally growled, and he suddenly felt a telepathic “channel” open in his mind. So, he gave the big loaf a piece of it. “FAN?! I AM the real Bowser, you idiot! When I find that furry creep who sent me to this world, I’ll-” Bowser’s angry rant was interrupted by another wet kiss from the big blue dork.
“GAH! QUIT SLOBBERIN’ ALL OVER ME, YOU DUMB HAIRY LIZARD!”
The dragon chuckled at this, and lied on his elbows as he looked at the koopa king admiringly. “You talk just like him, too. You’re quite the roleplayer! You and I oughta have some fun, together, sometime~”
“It ain’t roleplaying! How are you this dumb?! I. AM. BOWSER. PERIOD!”
The dragon dismissed him with a limp wrist. “Sure, sure, whatever you say. Let’s say I believe you, how’d you get here from the Mushroom Kingdom?”
“I told you! Some furry chucklehead said something about a ‘present for a friend’, and next thing I knew, I was here!”
The dragon scratched his chin thoughtfully. “Furry chucklehead, huhhhhh~?” he grinned. “Yeah, that sounds about right.” He began to walk off, giggling to himself.
“HEY! YOU GET BACK HERE AND CHANGE ME BACK!”
Briefly, the dragon looked back at him. “Think of it this way. You kidnap people all the time, right? I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine~ So long-a, Bowser!”
Bowser silently grumbled.
This was gonna be one long Bowser Day.
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