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The New Life of Bowser
By LakelandHm
Chapter 1-Big Surprise!
The news went through the Mushroom Kingdom like a storm. The King of the Koopas, Bowser, had thrown in the white flag. The last of his troops had been defeated on Isle Delfino and now Bowser was alone in his castle, just sitting there on his throne wishing for Goomba Soup. He listened to the birds outside, chirping happily. It sounded like each one said "Bowser defeated" and then responded to themselves with "for good". After hearing their chanting over and over again, he went to the window and fried them all. He sat back on his throne and started to cry, his life was over.
He had depended on his troops too much. They'd cooked for him, bathed for him, they'd even built the now-empty castle. The only thing he'd learn to do on his own was give orders. He'd sat around and watched them while he ate frog legs. And now, in his quiet castle, there was no troops stomping around in front of him, no troops reporting bad or good news to him, and no more frog legs. He knew his life wasn't over, just his old life. Now he had to move on to newer things. But he couldn't. Nobody liked him. The Mushroom people were afraid of him, the princess was afraid of him, Mario and Luigi hated him, and Yoshi licked him in his mouth, which isn't right. Where would he go? Money wasn't a problem, but he had nothing to do with it; merchants refused to sell things to him.
His son, Bowser, Jr., had run away to a faraway land since their last fight with Mario. Bowser was now sorry for hitting him for not making his bed when he got up in the morning. But, did Bowser ever make his own bed? No. His troops had. Bowser slapped himself in the face. He wanted to do pain to himself like the pain he has done to others. And it felt good.
He was going to have to be a good guy now, he had to do good for the princess, not take her. He had to protect her, but from what? He'd been her only problem, but no longer. He'd have to settle with Mario, and it wouldn't be easy. True, Bowser had sided with Mario before but he'd always had to do something mean to him no matter what. He loved it when he hit the tennis ball and it bounced off of Mario's face, he loved it with he hit his go-kart with a Green Shell, he loved it when he snapped a golf club over his head, and he really loved it when he'd fought against Mario during the Smash Brothers age. He could love those things no more. No longer could he hate Mario, but love him.
"Yuck," he shouted out in disgust.
But why did he? There was nobody around to hear him.
It was a great day in the Mushroom Kingdom. Mushroom people laughed and played at Town Square, where Mario was about to make a speech. He was going to talk about the future of the kingdom without worry of Bowser. A group of teens played with a new set of cards that had come out in past days. On each card was a different picture of Bowser, each with an X covering his body. Another group of teens was spraypainting one of the card pictures onto a wall. When Toadsworth walked by them, he looked at the drawing and laughed. Bowser wasn't feared anymore. When you talked about Bowser, you were talking about comedy.
Everybody clapped and cheered while the teens looked away from what they were doing to a raised platform in the middle of all the excitement. Mario was standing up there, looking more proud and brave than ever, flipping through some papers which must have been his speech. Mario wasn't good at public speaking so he'd probably spent days on the papers in front of him.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Mushroom Kingdom, these past days have been happy days." The Mushroom people clapped again. "I know that almost every single one of you probably knows: Bowser has thrown in the towel, or flag or whatever, and is now no longer a threat. The terrorism he has caused us is no more. He has no more troops left, the fat pig is probably sitting on his throne right now feeling sorry for himself. Let him cry, because he will be no more in our lives. To make sure of this and to see to it that he's not working on a master plan, I'm going to go to his castle tomorrow to tear down everything there is. We will make sure there is not one secret in his castle, not one troop yet." Mario took a big breath and looked around. "If you would like to ask any questions about this topic now before I go on, please do so."
Bowser was standing outside his castle. It was a hot day outside and there was a forest fire across the river from his castle. He wanted to go tell the princess, Mario, and everybody else that he was sorry. But he'd never said the word before so he had to practice while he started to go across the bridge.
"Sory, no, that's not right. Maybe it's, Sony, no, that's Nintendo's enemy. Wait, what's Nintendo? I know there's an r in it. So let it be Sorny!" Bowser was confused. He knew the word "sorry" but couldn't say it right. "Okay, I have something to tell you all, I'm sorry for the troubles I have caused throughout your lives."
Perfect, he thought. He'd said it and he'd say it again. He continued to walk through the forest towards the kingdom while saying sorry over and over again. They would agree to let him in sooner or later. He just had to prove he was worthy of being one of them.
Somebody raised their hand. "Yes?" Mario said, looking at them.
"What about other dangers in this big world that might threaten us?"
Mario thought for a moment and then said, "Yes, true, the world is big, but not the island that we live on. The only danger that we had around here was Smithy and Bowser. Both of them are gone. But if any danger ever happens to enter the kingdom, I'll be there. I'll always be there for you. I'll never leave you all." Mario took another breath.
The whole Town Square clapped and cheered at what Mario had just said. He knew they were going to be louder later after he shared his surprise. A lady raised her hand and Mario called on her. "When you said that Bowser was gone, he isn't."
Mario knew this but he had to say something. "Well, Bowser cannot harm us anymore. He tried too many times and has failed too many times. He overworked his troops and now they are gone. Without his troops or any weapons, he is a nobody."
More clapped. Nobody else had any questions so he went on. "Now, you may wonder what we're going to do about the kingdom: make it bigger, better, and wealthier. How you ask? The mushrooms that grow in the forest of the kingdom don't grow anywhere else on the island. We can pick and sell the best for a good deal. Maybe one mushroom will sell for 500 coins. And that is a lot. Then the strongest of us will get wood from the forests to build more houses and make more land." He looked around while everyone looked at each other. Mario was worried. Did they misunderstand him or don't they like the idea? Then, everybody started to clap and cheer. "Any questions will be answered."
Bowser was struggling to climb a cliff. Usually he had his troops to lift him up over a steep one like this. This time, he was on his own. He felt the way his troops used to feel, tired. When he reached the top he looked down and wondered how he'd ever got up there. He heard his stomach growl and rubbed it. He looked at a batch of berries next to him, but he couldn't eat them. He was a carnivore, he ate meat, live meat. He then saw a rabbit hopping along a field to the left of him. He ran over to it, chased it, grabbed it, and threw it in his mouth. When he continued on the trail to the Mushroom Kingdom and opened his mouth to yawn, the rabbit hopped out and got away. Bowser stomped his foot in anger. Being a carnivore was a risk you had to take; when you are something alive, it could come back out alive.
Bowser practically had to drag himself the rest of the way to the kingdom, oweing to his ever-increasing hunger and fatigue. When he was almost there he saw a group of little Mushroom kids playing in a sandbox outside their house. He knew little kids didn't know who he was so he tried to be polite and walked up to them. "Hi kids, are you having fun?"
The little boy and girl looked at each other and turned to Bowser, "We're not allowed to talk to strangers."
"I'm no stranger, I'm Mario's best friend, you know, his buddy. I'm also Luigi's friend too." Bowser knew he was lying but he wanted to make a good impression.
The boy ran into the house. Bowser thought he was going to get his parents so he started to walk away when the boy came out of the house by himself. He was carrying two action figures, one was Mario, the other was Bowser. He looked at the Bowser figure, then at Bowser himself. "Aren't you this guy?" the boy asked.
"Yes, I am."
"You're not a good guy, you're bad." He turned to his sister. "Hurry up and get into the house before he eats us!" They both ran into the house and the boy threw the Bowser figure at him. "You can have it. It's evil," he shouted and slammed the door.
Bowser picked up his figurine and looked at it. It looked just like him. The figure had a big, evil grin on his face. The figure was evil. He threw it at a tree and the figure's eyes went red. It got up and started walking towards Bowser.
"Oh my God, it's alive!" Bowser shouted. In the corner of his eyes he saw the kids looking through the window, both of them pointing. Bowser wanted to act brave and make it look like he would save them. Well, they weren't in trouble but he'd pretend to fight it. He knew it was only a wind-up toy.
"Don't worry, kids. I'll save you from this evil thing that you threw at me." He ran at it but stopped in his tracks. There was fire coming out of the figure's mouth, pretty dangerous toy for a kid. He looked at the kids through the window and their eyes showed that they were afraid. Was this toy supposed to breathe fire, or not? Maybe it was evil.
Bowser then used his fire breath to fry the toy, or he thought he had. There wasn't a mark on it. The little figure then lifted its finger and shot a beam of light at Bowser's chest. Bowser was hurled over onto his side and stopped breathing.
There was no questions to answer so Mario went on. "It's now time for my secret, everybody!"
Everybody paused and stared at Mario. Peach didn't know what he was doing so she just looked at Toadsworth using his cane to kill some ants on the ground. But she might've guessed what was coming.
Mario took something out of his pocket and walked over to Peach. He kneeled down and Peach smiled. Mario held out what he had in his hand; it was a velvet, purple box. He held Peach's hand in one of his own and held the box in the other.
"Princess Peach, we have always been there for each other. Now that Bowser is gone, we can finally move on with our lives and with the lives of others in the kingdom," Mario said while lifting his head up a little more and opening the box in his hand. Inside the box was a ruby red ring that sparkled in the bright, morning sun. "Will you marry me?"
That was it, Mario had said it. The both of them knew this day would come, and it had finally arrived. Peach just had to say one simple word and they'd be off to the wedding chapel. Peach looked like she might start to cry. Her face got more and more wet as the seconds went by, but then she said, "Yes. God yes, Mario!"
Mario then put the ring on Peach's ring finger and pulled her up. They started to dance while everybody around cheered and clapped louder, and with more interest, than ever before. Toadsworth then stood up and started to talk. "Good show Master Mario, good show!"
Later that day, Mario and Peach had dinner at her castle and talked about the future of almost everything: the kingdom, children, even Bowser. "Where do you really think he is now, Mario?" Peach said with interest in Bowser.
"Probably still crying like a baby, who knows with him."
"Yeah, but he could just be waiting to unleash a huge attack."
"By himself? Give me a break. He might stick his horn through my chest first and jump off a cliff."
"Mario! Don't joke like that! You scare me!"
"Sorry honey, you don't have to yell."
Bowser awoke to find himself in a bed in a stone-walled room. It smelt just like his old castle that was no more to him in his new life. He got up and looked at his bed. It was the same one from his castle. Had he returned home?
Bowser went through the door to find a big hallway. It didn't look a thing like his old castle. There were pictures of his son, Iggy Koopa, all over the place. Also there were Koopa guards walking up and down the hall, and he had no troops.
Bowser stepped out into the hall and greeted one guard. "Hello, you must know me, King of the Koopas, Bowser. Can you tell me where I am?"
The guard poked his spear into Bowser's chest and said, "You're a prisoner of war. You shall not leave your cell until Master tells us to take you to the kitchen to be cooked."
Bowser didn't know what to do. He looked in the room of his so-called cell that looked like heaven to him. He then looked at the guard again and moved the spear from his chest in a polite way, then said, "What do you mean, be cooked?"
The guard looked at Bowser in a strange way and said, "Master eats all who go in the special cell. It's the rule."
Bowser jumped back in surprise. His own son was going to eat him?! NEVER!!!
Bowser grabbed the guard and hurled him at another one just coming into the hall. He then did a butt-stomp on them to make sure they were dead, then ran down hall after hall killing every guard he saw. Finally he went up some stairs into a big door and saw his son being fanned by one guard and having frog legs dropped into his mouth by a second. But that wasn't the surprise that almost made Bowser faint; his son was full-grown, as big as he was. Bowser stomped up to Iggy but turned his attention to the guards and stepped on both of them until they were flat as a Goomba. He then threw the frog legs out the window.
Iggy got up, turned to his father, and said, "Those frog legs were just baked."
Bowser, who knew that Iggy was a spoiled brat, said, "Yeah, and your chefs were gonna bake me too. What's up with that?"
"Well, I... what?!"
"Before I killed this one guard, he said that I was put into the special cell and that any prisoner of war will be eaten by his master, who is you. It's the rule."
"Yes, it is a rule, but I put you in the cell because it's the best place with the best beds in the castle besides my own bed upstairs. Anyway, I made that rule so the guards will be scared away from sleeping on those beds and ruining them like they used to."
"Well, then, how are you doing, son?" Now Bowser wasn't so mad at the world and wished he hadn't killed half of his son's guards.
"I'm just happy that you're alive, Dad. That blast stopped your heart and if I hadn't been walking by on that path that very minute, you might have died. I did what I learned from Mom to make the heart beat again and I'm happy it worked. Too bad that you killed her."
Bowser looked down at the floor to hide the tears that started to leak down his face. "Thanks son, you're a life saver. I mean it, you saved my life."
Iggy smiled and grabbed his father's hand. "No problem. How are you dealing with life now that you don't have a castle or troops?"
"I decided to side with the good guys."
"WHAT?!" Iggy fell backwards and hit his head on the wall. That knocked him out.
"That's what I would do too if my sons ever said that." Bowser called for guards to take Iggy away to get healed. The guards didn't like it when they saw the so-called prisoner of war standing there with their master knocked out so they tried to chop Bowser's head off. After a battle with lots of blood, they finally captured Bowser and took him to the kitchen. Iggy was taken to his room to rest.
The New Life of Bowser
By LakelandHm
Chapter 1-Big Surprise!
The news went through the Mushroom Kingdom like a storm. The King of the Koopas, Bowser, had thrown in the white flag. The last of his troops had been defeated on Isle Delfino and now Bowser was alone in his castle, just sitting there on his throne wishing for Goomba Soup. He listened to the birds outside, chirping happily. It sounded like each one said "Bowser defeated" and then responded to themselves with "for good". After hearing their chanting over and over again, he went to the window and fried them all. He sat back on his throne and started to cry, his life was over.
He had depended on his troops too much. They'd cooked for him, bathed for him, they'd even built the now-empty castle. The only thing he'd learn to do on his own was give orders. He'd sat around and watched them while he ate frog legs. And now, in his quiet castle, there was no troops stomping around in front of him, no troops reporting bad or good news to him, and no more frog legs. He knew his life wasn't over, just his old life. Now he had to move on to newer things. But he couldn't. Nobody liked him. The Mushroom people were afraid of him, the princess was afraid of him, Mario and Luigi hated him, and Yoshi licked him in his mouth, which isn't right. Where would he go? Money wasn't a problem, but he had nothing to do with it; merchants refused to sell things to him.
His son, Bowser, Jr., had run away to a faraway land since their last fight with Mario. Bowser was now sorry for hitting him for not making his bed when he got up in the morning. But, did Bowser ever make his own bed? No. His troops had. Bowser slapped himself in the face. He wanted to do pain to himself like the pain he has done to others. And it felt good.
He was going to have to be a good guy now, he had to do good for the princess, not take her. He had to protect her, but from what? He'd been her only problem, but no longer. He'd have to settle with Mario, and it wouldn't be easy. True, Bowser had sided with Mario before but he'd always had to do something mean to him no matter what. He loved it when he hit the tennis ball and it bounced off of Mario's face, he loved it with he hit his go-kart with a Green Shell, he loved it when he snapped a golf club over his head, and he really loved it when he'd fought against Mario during the Smash Brothers age. He could love those things no more. No longer could he hate Mario, but love him.
"Yuck," he shouted out in disgust.
But why did he? There was nobody around to hear him.
It was a great day in the Mushroom Kingdom. Mushroom people laughed and played at Town Square, where Mario was about to make a speech. He was going to talk about the future of the kingdom without worry of Bowser. A group of teens played with a new set of cards that had come out in past days. On each card was a different picture of Bowser, each with an X covering his body. Another group of teens was spraypainting one of the card pictures onto a wall. When Toadsworth walked by them, he looked at the drawing and laughed. Bowser wasn't feared anymore. When you talked about Bowser, you were talking about comedy.
Everybody clapped and cheered while the teens looked away from what they were doing to a raised platform in the middle of all the excitement. Mario was standing up there, looking more proud and brave than ever, flipping through some papers which must have been his speech. Mario wasn't good at public speaking so he'd probably spent days on the papers in front of him.
"Ladies and gentlemen of the Mushroom Kingdom, these past days have been happy days." The Mushroom people clapped again. "I know that almost every single one of you probably knows: Bowser has thrown in the towel, or flag or whatever, and is now no longer a threat. The terrorism he has caused us is no more. He has no more troops left, the fat pig is probably sitting on his throne right now feeling sorry for himself. Let him cry, because he will be no more in our lives. To make sure of this and to see to it that he's not working on a master plan, I'm going to go to his castle tomorrow to tear down everything there is. We will make sure there is not one secret in his castle, not one troop yet." Mario took a big breath and looked around. "If you would like to ask any questions about this topic now before I go on, please do so."
Bowser was standing outside his castle. It was a hot day outside and there was a forest fire across the river from his castle. He wanted to go tell the princess, Mario, and everybody else that he was sorry. But he'd never said the word before so he had to practice while he started to go across the bridge.
"Sory, no, that's not right. Maybe it's, Sony, no, that's Nintendo's enemy. Wait, what's Nintendo? I know there's an r in it. So let it be Sorny!" Bowser was confused. He knew the word "sorry" but couldn't say it right. "Okay, I have something to tell you all, I'm sorry for the troubles I have caused throughout your lives."
Perfect, he thought. He'd said it and he'd say it again. He continued to walk through the forest towards the kingdom while saying sorry over and over again. They would agree to let him in sooner or later. He just had to prove he was worthy of being one of them.
Somebody raised their hand. "Yes?" Mario said, looking at them.
"What about other dangers in this big world that might threaten us?"
Mario thought for a moment and then said, "Yes, true, the world is big, but not the island that we live on. The only danger that we had around here was Smithy and Bowser. Both of them are gone. But if any danger ever happens to enter the kingdom, I'll be there. I'll always be there for you. I'll never leave you all." Mario took another breath.
The whole Town Square clapped and cheered at what Mario had just said. He knew they were going to be louder later after he shared his surprise. A lady raised her hand and Mario called on her. "When you said that Bowser was gone, he isn't."
Mario knew this but he had to say something. "Well, Bowser cannot harm us anymore. He tried too many times and has failed too many times. He overworked his troops and now they are gone. Without his troops or any weapons, he is a nobody."
More clapped. Nobody else had any questions so he went on. "Now, you may wonder what we're going to do about the kingdom: make it bigger, better, and wealthier. How you ask? The mushrooms that grow in the forest of the kingdom don't grow anywhere else on the island. We can pick and sell the best for a good deal. Maybe one mushroom will sell for 500 coins. And that is a lot. Then the strongest of us will get wood from the forests to build more houses and make more land." He looked around while everyone looked at each other. Mario was worried. Did they misunderstand him or don't they like the idea? Then, everybody started to clap and cheer. "Any questions will be answered."
Bowser was struggling to climb a cliff. Usually he had his troops to lift him up over a steep one like this. This time, he was on his own. He felt the way his troops used to feel, tired. When he reached the top he looked down and wondered how he'd ever got up there. He heard his stomach growl and rubbed it. He looked at a batch of berries next to him, but he couldn't eat them. He was a carnivore, he ate meat, live meat. He then saw a rabbit hopping along a field to the left of him. He ran over to it, chased it, grabbed it, and threw it in his mouth. When he continued on the trail to the Mushroom Kingdom and opened his mouth to yawn, the rabbit hopped out and got away. Bowser stomped his foot in anger. Being a carnivore was a risk you had to take; when you are something alive, it could come back out alive.
Bowser practically had to drag himself the rest of the way to the kingdom, oweing to his ever-increasing hunger and fatigue. When he was almost there he saw a group of little Mushroom kids playing in a sandbox outside their house. He knew little kids didn't know who he was so he tried to be polite and walked up to them. "Hi kids, are you having fun?"
The little boy and girl looked at each other and turned to Bowser, "We're not allowed to talk to strangers."
"I'm no stranger, I'm Mario's best friend, you know, his buddy. I'm also Luigi's friend too." Bowser knew he was lying but he wanted to make a good impression.
The boy ran into the house. Bowser thought he was going to get his parents so he started to walk away when the boy came out of the house by himself. He was carrying two action figures, one was Mario, the other was Bowser. He looked at the Bowser figure, then at Bowser himself. "Aren't you this guy?" the boy asked.
"Yes, I am."
"You're not a good guy, you're bad." He turned to his sister. "Hurry up and get into the house before he eats us!" They both ran into the house and the boy threw the Bowser figure at him. "You can have it. It's evil," he shouted and slammed the door.
Bowser picked up his figurine and looked at it. It looked just like him. The figure had a big, evil grin on his face. The figure was evil. He threw it at a tree and the figure's eyes went red. It got up and started walking towards Bowser.
"Oh my God, it's alive!" Bowser shouted. In the corner of his eyes he saw the kids looking through the window, both of them pointing. Bowser wanted to act brave and make it look like he would save them. Well, they weren't in trouble but he'd pretend to fight it. He knew it was only a wind-up toy.
"Don't worry, kids. I'll save you from this evil thing that you threw at me." He ran at it but stopped in his tracks. There was fire coming out of the figure's mouth, pretty dangerous toy for a kid. He looked at the kids through the window and their eyes showed that they were afraid. Was this toy supposed to breathe fire, or not? Maybe it was evil.
Bowser then used his fire breath to fry the toy, or he thought he had. There wasn't a mark on it. The little figure then lifted its finger and shot a beam of light at Bowser's chest. Bowser was hurled over onto his side and stopped breathing.
There was no questions to answer so Mario went on. "It's now time for my secret, everybody!"
Everybody paused and stared at Mario. Peach didn't know what he was doing so she just looked at Toadsworth using his cane to kill some ants on the ground. But she might've guessed what was coming.
Mario took something out of his pocket and walked over to Peach. He kneeled down and Peach smiled. Mario held out what he had in his hand; it was a velvet, purple box. He held Peach's hand in one of his own and held the box in the other.
"Princess Peach, we have always been there for each other. Now that Bowser is gone, we can finally move on with our lives and with the lives of others in the kingdom," Mario said while lifting his head up a little more and opening the box in his hand. Inside the box was a ruby red ring that sparkled in the bright, morning sun. "Will you marry me?"
That was it, Mario had said it. The both of them knew this day would come, and it had finally arrived. Peach just had to say one simple word and they'd be off to the wedding chapel. Peach looked like she might start to cry. Her face got more and more wet as the seconds went by, but then she said, "Yes. God yes, Mario!"
Mario then put the ring on Peach's ring finger and pulled her up. They started to dance while everybody around cheered and clapped louder, and with more interest, than ever before. Toadsworth then stood up and started to talk. "Good show Master Mario, good show!"
Later that day, Mario and Peach had dinner at her castle and talked about the future of almost everything: the kingdom, children, even Bowser. "Where do you really think he is now, Mario?" Peach said with interest in Bowser.
"Probably still crying like a baby, who knows with him."
"Yeah, but he could just be waiting to unleash a huge attack."
"By himself? Give me a break. He might stick his horn through my chest first and jump off a cliff."
"Mario! Don't joke like that! You scare me!"
"Sorry honey, you don't have to yell."
Bowser awoke to find himself in a bed in a stone-walled room. It smelt just like his old castle that was no more to him in his new life. He got up and looked at his bed. It was the same one from his castle. Had he returned home?
Bowser went through the door to find a big hallway. It didn't look a thing like his old castle. There were pictures of his son, Iggy Koopa, all over the place. Also there were Koopa guards walking up and down the hall, and he had no troops.
Bowser stepped out into the hall and greeted one guard. "Hello, you must know me, King of the Koopas, Bowser. Can you tell me where I am?"
The guard poked his spear into Bowser's chest and said, "You're a prisoner of war. You shall not leave your cell until Master tells us to take you to the kitchen to be cooked."
Bowser didn't know what to do. He looked in the room of his so-called cell that looked like heaven to him. He then looked at the guard again and moved the spear from his chest in a polite way, then said, "What do you mean, be cooked?"
The guard looked at Bowser in a strange way and said, "Master eats all who go in the special cell. It's the rule."
Bowser jumped back in surprise. His own son was going to eat him?! NEVER!!!
Bowser grabbed the guard and hurled him at another one just coming into the hall. He then did a butt-stomp on them to make sure they were dead, then ran down hall after hall killing every guard he saw. Finally he went up some stairs into a big door and saw his son being fanned by one guard and having frog legs dropped into his mouth by a second. But that wasn't the surprise that almost made Bowser faint; his son was full-grown, as big as he was. Bowser stomped up to Iggy but turned his attention to the guards and stepped on both of them until they were flat as a Goomba. He then threw the frog legs out the window.
Iggy got up, turned to his father, and said, "Those frog legs were just baked."
Bowser, who knew that Iggy was a spoiled brat, said, "Yeah, and your chefs were gonna bake me too. What's up with that?"
"Well, I... what?!"
"Before I killed this one guard, he said that I was put into the special cell and that any prisoner of war will be eaten by his master, who is you. It's the rule."
"Yes, it is a rule, but I put you in the cell because it's the best place with the best beds in the castle besides my own bed upstairs. Anyway, I made that rule so the guards will be scared away from sleeping on those beds and ruining them like they used to."
"Well, then, how are you doing, son?" Now Bowser wasn't so mad at the world and wished he hadn't killed half of his son's guards.
"I'm just happy that you're alive, Dad. That blast stopped your heart and if I hadn't been walking by on that path that very minute, you might have died. I did what I learned from Mom to make the heart beat again and I'm happy it worked. Too bad that you killed her."
Bowser looked down at the floor to hide the tears that started to leak down his face. "Thanks son, you're a life saver. I mean it, you saved my life."
Iggy smiled and grabbed his father's hand. "No problem. How are you dealing with life now that you don't have a castle or troops?"
"I decided to side with the good guys."
"WHAT?!" Iggy fell backwards and hit his head on the wall. That knocked him out.
"That's what I would do too if my sons ever said that." Bowser called for guards to take Iggy away to get healed. The guards didn't like it when they saw the so-called prisoner of war standing there with their master knocked out so they tried to chop Bowser's head off. After a battle with lots of blood, they finally captured Bowser and took him to the kitchen. Iggy was taken to his room to rest.