Bowser’s First Flat!

We cut to the next day after Kamek and Jr. retrieved Bowser after he bounced away.

“How are you doing today my lord?” Asks Kamek.

“I’m doing better now thankfully.” Bowser replies.

“It’s a good thing that you got caught in that tree, otherwise we would have chasing you all afternoon!”

“I’m just glad that I finally stopped bouncing. Man I sure can bounce a lot!”

“Yes, you can my Bounciness?”

“Are the preparations finally ready for today?”

“They are nearly ready; we can go there early if you’d like?”

“What about Jr.?”

“He’s actually helping with the preparations my lord.”

“I see! Let us be on our way then!” Bowder and Kamek head to an area outside nearby to the castle.

As they reach their destination Bowser sees an array of machines that consist of platforms/tables, crushing pistons, conveyor belts, rollers, and some that resemble Thwomps and Whomps. Bowser’s eyes light up with excitement as a huge smile grows across his face.

“My you’ve thought of everything Kamek!”

“Why thank you my Stretchyness. What would you like to do first?” As he gestures to everything in front of Bowser.

As Bowser is going over his options, he spots Jr. “Hey son how are things going here!?”

“Huh? Oh hi Papa! Everything is almost ready!” He says excitedly.

“Excellent! How much longer?” Bowser asks with a tinge of impatiens in his voice.

“Um there almost done, everything will be ready in a bit Papa!”

“Alright then I’ll let you finish. I’ll keep myself occupied in the meantime. Wait! Do you have anything help with unflattening me?”

“Um…” Jr. stops for a moment.

“I’ll get on that Lord Rubber Bowser!” Kamek says. He pulls out his broom and flies back to the castle.

As Jr. finishes the preparations Bowser is attempting to pass the time but, quickly grows bord. Bowser is laying on the ground with all of his limbs outstretched bored out of his mind when he hears.

“Everything’s ready now Papa!” From Jr.

He quickly gets up and reforms himself and excitedly runs up to his new playground. “Lets get started!”

“Shouldn’t we wait for Kamek to come back first?” Jr. questions his dad.

“I’m sure it will be fine.” As he does a dismissive hand wave. Bowser walks up to the to the center table.

“let’s start with something simple. Son how are we going to be doing the flattening?”

“Like this!” Jr. presses a button on a table and a roller on a robotic arm with a handle on the other end comes out. “You press this button on the handle to lock it, so it won’t move up or down. Like this.” *clicks button* The roller moves horizontally but not vertically.

“I see, seems simple enough to use.” He grabs the roller (with his left hand) clicking the button and moves it into position while he puts his right arm on the table stretching it a bit to have more arm to work with.

As Bowser locks the roller leaving roughly half an inch of clearance, he can’t help but feel both excited and anxious about doing this. He takes a deep breath and says, “Let’s get this started!”

Bowser starts to pull the roller and crushes his fingers with it. He is surprised at first that he doesn’t feel discomfort but, then he remembers that this feeling isn’t new to him. So, he proceeds to roll over the rest of his hand then slowly flattens the length of his arm.

As his arm is being crushed by the roller he finds the crushing sensation he’s feeling to be neither discomforting or particularly enjoyable but rather complacent, like this is completely fine and normal to feel.

Bowser finishes and unlocks the roller moving it to the side. He takes a moment to get a good look at his freshly flat right arm.

“Woah! It’s really flat now!” Jr. says as he reaches up to touch his dad’s arm.

“Wait!” Bowser tells Jr. Jr. stops.

“I’d like to get a feel for things myself first.” Bowser tries to move his flat arm but, it doesn’t move. “Hm… just like when I first stretched my arms.” He mumbles to himself.

He moves around the corner to be on the same side his arm is on. Doing so causes his arm to move and shift a bit. He receives an overwhelming amount sensory input causing him to go, “Oh, it really is just like when my arms first stretched but, a bit different.”

He takes his left hand and runs it across his arm. It feels very ticklish and sensitive to the simplest touch, causing him to chuckle to himself. “Now this is something I could get used to!”

“Does it feel good Papa?” Jr. asks curiously.

Bowser is reminded that his son is here and says. “Yes, it does. You want to come up here and lift my arm up and see what happens?” Bowser says with a welcoming smile.

“Yeah, I’d love to!” Jr. says excitedly.

Bowser stretches his tail and wraps it around his son and lifts him up onto the table. (he doesn’t retract his tail leaving it outstretched on the ground behind him)

“How do you want me to move your arm?” Asks Jr.

“Just go for it!” Giving his son a thumbs up of approval.

“Ok.” Jr. slides his hands under Bowser arm and lifts it up from underneath rather quickly and wildly flops it around. This proves to be too much for him to handle, failing to hold in his laughter. “I ca-a-an’t t-take it any-y-y more-re-re!” He shouts while laughing on the verge of tears.

He pulls away from Jr. and the table. He takes a moment to calm himself down while he is holding onto his right shoulder with his normal arm. After Bowser calms down he looks at his flat arm hanging loose with a scowl.

“I refuse to let my newfound powers best me!” He declares defiantly. He begins to wildly flop and flail his arm around. It is as this moment that Kamek returns with a bag of stuff.

“Lord Rubber Bowser! Are you alright, did something bad happen to your arm!?” Kamek shouts with great worry in his voice.

“I’m quite alright I’m just beating the ticklish out of my arm at the moment!” He replies gruffly.

Kamek looks at Jr. with a confused look on their face. “Apparently dad’s arm is very ticklish when it’s flat.” As he hops down from the table.

“That somehow makes sense and explains things. Thank you, Young Lord.”

“No problem.”

Bowser finishes his little tantrum and is huffing and puffing. “Hey Jr. Come here real quick!” Still sounding winded.

“Coming Papa!” Jr. runs over to Bowser. “Hold my hand for a moment, I’d like to see if I was able to shake it out.”

“Ok.” Jr. holds his dad’s hand. His flat hand feels like a thick rubber sheet to Jr. Bowser notices that his arm while still feeling sensitive isn’t as sensitive and ticklish as before.

“Ha ha it worked!” Bowser arm slips out of Jr.’s grasp fingers curling and arm bending into a triumphant fist pump. “Wha!?”

“You can move you arm now too!?” Jr. said surprised.

“Apparently that worked even better than I thought it would?” As he is moving, bending, and twisting his arm.

“Glad to see that things are going exceptionally well for my Rubbery lord. Is there a reason as to why your tail is like this?” As he walks up and holds the end of Bowser’s still outstretched tail.

“Oh right I completely forgot about that!” He retracts his tail.

“Well with that out of the way I’ve retrieved some things that we could use help you get back into shape if needed.” He pulls out a handheld battery powered air pump (the kind you’d use to inflate an air mattress), a bike pump, and a leaf blower.

“Thankyou for bringing them Kamek. Before we might use them, I still have one more thing I’d like to try first. Son grab onto my hand again but, this time hold onto it tightly and run with it on my signal. I want to see if my body can still stretch while flattened.”

“Alright Papa!” Jr. grabs his dad’s hand with a tight grip ready to start running.

“GO!” Bowser signals. Jr. takes off running pulling Bowser’s flat arm stretching it as he runs. “OK, that’s far enough!” Bowser shouts. Jr. stops a good 15 feet (roughly 4.5 meters) away. “You can also let go of my hand now!”

“Ok!” He lets go of his hand.

Bowser has a difficult time trying to move his arm properly like this. “This is much harder to do when it’s flat like this.” After enough struggle he gives up and says. “I think I’ll call it here for now but, before I try what you’ve brought me I’d like to see if I can do it my self first.”

“Go right ahead my Rubbery Lord.” Kamek replies. It’s at this point Kamek feels like someone is staring at them.

Bowser puts his left thumb in his mouth and blows, and blows, and blows again. He can’t seem to get it to work very well this time. He blows so hard that he nearly passes out for a moment. Kamek and Jr. help keep him from falling and steady him.

Catching his breath Bowser says. “Ok, let’s try the pump then.”

“That’s probably for the best my Lord.” Kamek uses his magic to retrieve the bike pump. Bowser puts the hose in his mouth and starts pumping. It does work but very slowly. He takes the hose out of his mouth and says, “This is taking way too long! Let’s use the electric air pump instead.” As he tosses the bike pump aside.

“Understood.” Kamek replies. Jr. is actually the one who grabs the other pump and hands it to Bowser. As Kamek seems to be distracted at the moment. He puts the pump to his mouth and turns it on. It works much better and faster than the bike pump did. It’s not long until his outstretched arm is no longer flat. He pulls out the pump, turns it off, and begins to retract his right arm.

“This worked very well, nicely done Kamek!” He said quite pleased. “Kamek? Hey, are you even there?” Trying to get his attention.

“My Stretchyness and Lord Jr. I believe there is someone watching us.” He quietly says while pointing. They both look to where he is pointing and see something hide behind some of the machinery.

Who is This Mysterious Spy?

Art made by Kazuki Tanaka on twitter/x. https://x.com/Zaiazuki61099
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