The Day After

It was interesting how much Bowser and Bowser Jr. looked like each other, both as kids and as adults. The only difference was the bandanas they wore as kids.

Now as adults, only Bowser's greying hair could help distinguish between the two.

So when Bowser Jr. sat on his throne, it was almost like the old days, what with the scowl on his face, and the quiet tapping of his claws on the armrest.

All the minions, new or not, knew the signs, avoided. He was bored.

They weren't wrong. But there was something else they couldn't detect.

He was also waiting.

"Intruder Alert! Intruder Alert!"

The tapping stopped. Though most didn't notice that because they were too busy screaming in utter panic and terror, waiting for Bowser Jr. to do something about it.

He leaned forward.

She didn't.

"They're coming this way!"

She wouldn't.

A second voice, this one gargling with rocks, rang into the castle.

"What's all the ruckus?!"

That was Bowser Sr. managing to look fearsome with his cane and white hair. There was a look in his eyes that Jr. knew only so well. It was his just-woke-from-his-nap-and-now-viable-to-firebreath-someone look.

"Dad! What-what are you doing up so early?"

"All that yelling woke me from my nap," Sr. growled.

"W-well, you can just go back to bed, I'll deal with the intruder,"

Fluff, why did he have to mention that?

"An intruder, eh?" Bowser Sr seemed more awake, and intrigued, "How about we deal with them together? Just like old times!"

"Yeah, old times," Junior frowned and gulped.

"They're getting closer!"

As they waited, Junior's mind raced.

It could would make sense for her of all people to come to deliver, all the other toads would be too terrified to even go near his place, most didn't even know where his place was, even after all these years. She could brave all the dangers. She even knew where the throne room was. Plus she was pretty much fireproof.

Now she would come to Castle, find two Dragon-Koopas waiting for her, and knowing her she would immediately tell Bowser Senior why she was there.

This was soo going to ruin his reputation.

"They're here!"

There was that familiar, impossibly happy sound of her bounce, becoming louder…louder…

They all recognized that sound. Bowser Senior chuckled, shifting from foot to foot, looking ten years younger. If Junior wasn't dreading every moment, he would've been quite happy.

The doors opened. Junior gulped.

"YOSHI!"

What.

The green dinosaur hopped to the throne, threw down the pack, then left. The two koopas were so surprised that they didn't even move.

"What. Was that."

After a lot of pushing and shoving, a goomba waddled over the box and poked it. Nothing happened.

Carefully, a koopa picked it up and brought it to the throne.

"Package for King Bowser the Second!"

"GIVE ME THAT."

Junior snatched the box away, Senior looked at him.

"Junior…Is there something you're not telling me?"

"No!" Junior said, opening the box.

"Is that Peach's cake?"

"N-Yes."

This got his flame growing.

"WHY WOULD THE PRINCESS OF TOAD KINGDOM, THE WOMAN BOTH YOU AND I KIDNAPPED SO MANY TIMES SEND YOU A CAKE?! AND NOT TO ME?!"

"I-I-"

"Look Boss, a letter!"

That koopa was getting a raise. A small one.

'Dear Bowser Jr,

Here is the cake we agreed on. Thank you for letting us go.

Peach and Nario

PS, We didn't know what flavor you like, so we made a slice of every conceivable flavor we could think of

PPS, We also included some that we didn't. Don't ask how,

PPPS, Actually we did a focus group, Luiji likes stuff like that"

Oh good pie in the sky I knew she wasn't that stupid. Sorta. No. I didn't.

"So…You let my worst enemy go, with my precious princess, in return for cake?"

…I take that back.

"Uh…Yes?"

"Good work son!" Bowser Senior did his hearty laugh, (Which did sounded nothing like his evil cackle, ending several bets in the process). This cake is a national treasure!"

She is a genius.

I am never saying that outloud.

"Now, lets have some cake!"

"Can we have some?" One Dry-Bones popped up.

"You don't even have a stomach."

"I can dream?"

"NO."

He wasn't upset for too long, I mean, what did he expect?

"Nario? Did you remember to take out the cupcakes for the minions?"

"Yup! The Toads helped! I still don't know how you can fit all of those in one oven!"

"Lots of practice! And baking powder!"


y'Know, I may make a comic series about this! If I get enough requests.