"Why do I always have to be the fat one?" Grumbled Bowser. "I'm not that big!"
"Well you're the fat… uh… Biggestof the three of us!" Exclaimed Ganondorf angrily. "The know the transformation process will not work as well if you try to be someone else!"
"I think it sucks as well." Said Dedede "I hate being short!"
"Shut up, both of you! Do you want me to use the spoon?!?"
The spoon, contrary to popular belief, is not as harmless as it seems. This device, often used for feeding babies, is also a instrument of immense pain, if used correctly. So when Ganondorf used it as a threat, it was quite a big deal, as he had the ability to use it to inflict some severe hurting.
"Grumble grumble grumble…" Grumbled Bowser. He did this a lot, especially when threatened by a force more powerful than himself.
"Come on then, bring it!" Sniggered Dedede, because (the other two did not know this) unlike Bowser, he actually enjoyed the pain the spoon brought, due to his unhealthy love of BDSM.
"Frankly, I can't be bothered with such trivial matters. How about I just get the flowers?"
That shut Dedede up. Ganondorf's flower threat was more effective than any threat of pain, because Dedede had an unfortunate allergic reaction to flowers that made his beaked head inflate, which in turn caused him to float six meters up in the air.
"Good little duck… thing. Well, has the princess said anything yet? Bowser, where have your minions taken her anyway?"
"She is safe, in my castle. General Koopnick?" A koopa troopa wearing the traditional koopa army shell appeared instantly. "Has the captive said what we need to hear?"
"Negative sire. She just keeps repeating herself."
"Oh? What is she saying?"
"She is saying 'Mario will kill you all you little shits!' Permission to use civilian language?"
"Okay… whatever…"
"She seems, excuse my language, stoned out of her brain."
"Hmm… This could be very good or very bad…"
"My Lord? What do you mean?"
"Think about it, you fool! If she is, as you say, stoned out of her brain, she could be easier to crack. On the other hand, she might be so drugged up that she can't remember the codes anyway."
"Ah, I see what you mean Sire. You are a genius my Lord."
"I know."
"Permission to use the, ahem, special weapon?"
"Affirmative, but only if it's been proved safe to use. I really don't need a dead Princess Toadstool on my hands."
"Don't worry about it, Your Spikiness. It is perfectly safe."
"Okay then, go you fool! And get those codes!"
The koopa general was gone in a flash. Bowser turned round to see King Dedede sniggering into his hammer.
"What are you laughing at?"
"Uh… ahem… Bowser…"
"King Bowser."
"Yes, of course, King Bowser… uh… are you wearing a thong?"
Dedede exploded with laughter.