Here is chapter 2. I decided to split this one into two parts. I was too lazy to write the rest. LOL. Hope you like part one of chapter 2! Enjoy!

It was five o'clock in the morning and we were fast asleep in my bed. I was quietly sleeping on one side, while Bowser, on the other side, was snoring up a storm, giving me a hard time sleeping. "Ugh", I moaned, wiping at my face. I tried going back to sleep when he stopped snoring for a split second, but then as I fell into a nice slumber, he started snoring, AGAIN. But this time, it was twice as loud. "Alright, that's it!"

I quickly pulled the covers to the side and went to Bowser's side of the bed. "Bowser, get up." I said, poking his face.

I tried shaking him, "C'mon, get up!"

He groaned a bit, and I thought I finally woke him….and he just rolls over and keeps on snoring. Alright, that's it. Time to do what I should have done.

"BOWSER, GET THE HELL UP!"

"Graah!"

That did the trick.

He literally jumps from the sudden scream and falls out of the bed, landing right on top of me.

"Oww! Get off of me, fat ass!"

"Hey, I'm not fat! I'm muscular!"

"So?! GET OFF!"

The worst part about this is that he weighs about two-hundred pounds, and he has no pants on. That was the WORST. The best part was that he didn't have a shirt on. Tee hee! After moving around, trying to get Bowser off of me, we finally got settled, "Why did you do that?" he yelled.

"Because, you wouldn't wake up when I was trying to wake you up!"

A moment of silence past, and Bowser spoke up, "Ugh, I don't feel like working out today." he said, getting up off the floor.

"Why not? You said you would yesterday!" I said, also getting up.

"Well, I changed my mind. Even though I said I'll never miss a workout, I'm just not feeling it today." Bowser walked over to the closet to pick out a pair of shorts and a shirt.

I shrugged my shoulders, "Okay, then. If that's what you want to do, I'm fine with that." I sat on my bed, watching Bowser choose a shirt to wear. While he was searching for a shirt, I couldn't help but stare at his back. It was rippling with pure muscle. Couldn't stop staring….he turned around with a shirt of his choice in his hand.

"Ah, here we-what are you staring at?"

I notice he said something, "Oh! Um, nothing. So, what did you pick out?"

He held out the shirt for me to see. It was a tight, (and I mean tight) navy blue shirt with the Under Armor logo on it. "Um, are you sure you want to wear that shirt? It's pretty tight."

"Yeah, I'm sure. I really love this shirt. The best part is that you can see all of my muscles." he said, grinning happily.

He put the shirt over his head and slid the shirt down to eventually put it on. He was right; you can see all of his muscles. His abs were more visible the his other muscles which I really liked. I got up from my bed, "Well, if you're gonna wear that, try not to flex your muscles too hard. You might rip your shirt. If you do, I'm not getting you another one. Got it?"

"I know, I got it. I'll try not to." Bowser said, laughing as he pulled his pants on.

A minute or two passed, and a light bulb came on in my head. "Hey, can we go to GameStop?"

"Again? We went last week!"

"I WANNA GO TO GAMESTOP!"

He threw his hands up, "Okay, okay! We'll go to GameStop!"

"Okay!" I said, with glee.

He sighed, rubbing his temples, "This is going to be a long day."

Finally, that is done! Sorry if it seemed a little short like the first one did. I was too lazy to write the rest. I might get it up maybe tomorrow. I really hope you liked it! Remember, positive reviews only!